Laundry day
The skies were clear, perfect for quidditch tryouts. Most of the students were out on the field trying to perhaps gain any position. Hermione was an exception to that rule. The bookworm had decided to do laundry. She sat in the small laundry room. Most students chose to do it with magic, but not her. She loved to do things the muggle way. It was her way of having a piece of home here at Hogwarts. Sitting in a tank top and booty shorts, she waited watching her laundry spin.
Potions had been hell for Neville. He cried today like every other day. The tears usually fell the minute he passed through the door to the hallways. His long shamed walk to the laundry room started as they always did. The noise of the washer helps calm him down. After his parents went insane, he would curl up in the corner of the small room and listen to the spinning.
Seeing Hermione in the room, he turned to walk away. His tears fell again and he ran into the corner curled up. The bookworm hurried to comfort him. "Neville" She whispered. Holding him tight she closed the door. He mumbled into her shoulder. Tears flowing into her white tank top showing her black bra. He blushed as he realized what had happened. Hermione took off her top to throw in the wash. He blushed again a deep red as she did. His eyes wandered over her perfect body only covered by a small black bra and red booty shorts. She caught his gaze at her body. Lowering her eyes to his pants she noticed a tent in them. With a smile on her face she locked the door and took off his shirt.
"Hermione…" He moaned as her hand ran over his chest. She kissed him with a passion. He didn't notice her hands removing his pants until she was playing with his balls. "Mione…" He whispered not sure what to do next. She shushed him and took off her bra. Her breasts were so beautiful, her nipples perky, telling him she wanted him. Pushing him into laying on the floor she removed her panties as she propped herself on his cock riding it slowly. Her one hand played with her clit as the other played with his balls.
He never thought that he would lose his virginity to his crush but here she was riding his dick moaning his name. His cock was pulsing he knew he was going to cum. She didn't get up. "Cum in me, Neville" was all she said. He nodded and fucked her making her moan. The two came together as they screamed each other's name.
Getting dressed, Hermione smiled at him. A blush crept to his face as she kissed him. He was confused about her. The kiss seemed to tell him a bit. "I'll meet you here again tomorrow" She winked.
The two left for the Gryffindor tower, noticing that tryouts had ended. Harry and Ron came over to the pair. "Hermione, you missed an amazing tryout. Where were you?" Ron asked dumbly not seeing Neville's blush at her wink.
"Had to do some dirty laundry"
Neville now had a new reason to love laundry.