The Cracked Door
Chapter One
It was a cool breezy night in June at the Burrow. The whole house was packed to the brim with recently graduated Hogwarts students, and of course the entire Weasley family. Hermione, Luna and Ginny were sharing Ginny's room while Neville, Harry and Ron were up in Ron's room under the attic. Bill, Charlie and Percy were home too. Everyone was staying over at the Burrow just for the night and then heading out early for a camping trip in a nearby field.
Hermione had just gone downstairs to get her sweater from her overnight bag, when she heard a faint odd noise coming from the landing. She crept up the stairs and noticed a flickering light coming from Bill's room. She knew she shouldn't, but she peaked past the door, which stood slightly ajar. It was all Hermione needed to see inside the room. She wasn't sure if Bill was even in there at first; the room was dark apart from three lit candles on the windowpane. Then something shifted out of her eyesight and she realized that someone was there in the room.
Actually, there were two somebodies in the room. Hermione had to get right up close to the door to see. She had gotten down on her knees, so she wouldn't be seen…just like one of the people in the room. A mane of slivery blonde hair was at waist height, and bobbing on… well she couldn't get a good look but she supposed it was Bill, as it was his room.
A sudden flame of realization shot through her, but she didn't move away from the door. Instead, Hermione shifted, the carpet on the landing was digging into her knees. She held her breath and her curiosity got the better of her. If she was caught— it would be so embarrassing! What if Neville came down the stairs and caught her… or Ginny? Her heart was hammering but she didn't do anything but watch wide-eyed as the blonde's head move repetitively around. A hand cupped the back of the girl's head and Hermione heard a loud, guttural moan, though it was muffled. Then, roughly Bill grabbed the girl up and they moved out of sight again.
Without really thinking about it, Hermione opened the door a bit further, so she could see past a desk that was blocking her view.
Bill and Fleur were horizontal on his bed, she without any clothes on. What was Fleur even doing here? Well apart from the obvious— Bill must have snuck her inside because she wasn't supposed to be here. Bill was lying on his back with Fleur over him, her large breasts swinging every time she moved herself on his cock. Fleur was swinging her long, blonde hair back and forth, while she rode him. Bill had his hands on her waist gripping her tightly.
Hermione's hand drifted and adjusted the band on her underwear. She was completely mesmerized by the scene before her, and began rubbing herself through her now soaked thong.
Fleur was moaning quite loudly now, each time she sat back down and threw her hair back she seemed to get louder and more determined. She had her eyes screwed up and Hermione could see a pink flush over the girl's face, neck and breasts. Hermione was so flustered from seeing a gorgeous woman like Fleur getting off right in front of her, and add in Bill, on whom she'd always harbored a crush, well… Right now all Hermione could think about was getting a cock of her own between her legs… and perhaps Fleur's pretty pink pout latched to her own.
She was so entranced by the pair before her. She had never done anything remotely like this before, never had she spied on two people who were so in flagrante, or anything remotely in that ball park. The closest thing to it had been that time she had walked in on Ginny and Dean who had been snogging in the Boy's Dormitory at Hogwarts. But this was leaps and bounds from that scene.
A higher, more desperate plea which seemed to come from Fleur, made Hermione look straight into the girl's eyes. Fleur stilled momentarily, and her eyes flew open and for a split second, Hermione thought that Fleur had spotted her. Through the darkness she thought she saw recognition flicker in Fleur's eyes, but then Bill sat up and the moment passed.
Hermione was frozen on the spot for only a couple of heartbeats. Fleur didn't turn around, and Bill wasn't paying attention to anything but Fleur at the moment. She unstuck her legs from the carpet, grabbed her jumper from the ground and ran back to her room.