Cho has silky black hair and shiny black eyes. She has skin the colour of very milky coffee, and delicately bloodstained lips. She has a soft body with curves and contours in all the right places. Hermione always struggled to hold back a longing moan, or a choke, or a soft touch on the arm whenever Cho was around.
Cho came and sat down on he cold damp grass next to Hermione.
'Hi..'
'Hey.' Hermione glanced briefly at her and smiled. ' What are you doing out here?' It was late evening. 'Have you finished dinner already?'
'I didn't feel like eating.'
'Neither.'
'That's because you're anorexic.'
'No I'm not.'
They had has this conversation before and Hermione spoke with bored resignation of what was to come.
Cho smirked and remained silent over her customary, 'oh yes you are'. Instead she flicked Hermione's hand, hard. Hermione caught the other girls wrist and pretended to smack it, whilst reading the writing on the back of Cho's hand.
'Virgins...are...cool.' She raise an eyebrow. 'Really? What's going on with you and Harry then?'
Cho smirked again. 'Wouldn't you like to know, princess Hermione?'
'I'd love to, your majesty,' Hermione said with a small smile, 'since I'm quite intrigued in the sexual side of the Boy-Who-Lived.' Cho laughed, and Hermione bit her nail.
'Don't.' Cho reached out and caught Hermione's hand. She brought them to her lips. Hermione's index finger was bleeding. 'Look what you've done,' Cho whispered.
Cho has shiny black eyes that shed black glitter everytime her lashes touch Hermione's cheek, and silky black hair that smells fruity. Her skin is smooth and soft, and her lips are saccharine with lip-gloss.
Hermione tried to remember if they'd ever been this far, as Cho slid her tongue further into Hermione's mouth and her hand further into Hermione's robes.
Cho has a perfect body, soft, with curves and contours in all the right places that feels so pleasurable to Hermione's hands.
Hermione, again, struggled to hold back a soft moan as Cho's hand crept lower and lower, a choke as Cho stifled the cry that her fingers had worked up in Hermione, and a small tap on the arm alerting Cho of Harry's presence, whose green eyes were currently shining with an odd mixture of heartbreak and male elation, just behind Cho's shoulder.