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The girls walked in silence. Hermione glanced towards Mallory, and let out a sigh. The girl was gorgeous! She wore high heels, skinny black jeans and a black t-shirt. Hermione felt uncomfortable even though her muggle clothes weren't that different, it just didn't look as good on her. Mallory took out a cigarette, and offered one to Hermione who shook her head. She knew a spell that would make the smell go away, but she couldn't cast it in Mallory's presence.

They made it to Hermione's apartment and Hermione said some weird nervous words about the place, almost apologizing for the place to be cleaner.

"It's great, dude! Don't worry about it – Shall I crash on the couch or…?"

"Err, actually… We… I mean. Sorry. I don't have a TV, so I don't have a sofa. But we- I have… a king-sized bed. If you do-"

"I'm not that picky with where I sleep actually, the only thing that matters is if you're comfortable enough."

"Sure, I mean… you're not a killer – are you?" Hermione asked nervously, but threw in a laugh to make it seem like more of a joke.

"It feels like we need to get to know each other, right?" Mallory asked, and Hermione nodded.

"I'll put on some tea, do you want some? I have scones as well…" Mallory smiled and nodded and they stepped into the kitchen. Hermione found it hard to remember how much water to put in the kettle, she was so used to doing it with magic. "Tell me something about your earlier life then, how you ended up here?" Hermione suggested, to skip the awkward silence.

"When I was fifteen or sixteen, I had a rough life. I was living in New Orleans and made money by selling myself." Hermione raised her eyebrows in chock and Mallory nodded. "I know it sounds so awful. I guess it was. I had no cash, no nice place to stay and the only way to get that was to… play nice." Mallory sighed as she remembered the painful memories. "There was a guy though, who changed my life." Hermione smiled. "No, not a boyfriend. I'm not sure how old he was, between forty and fifty perhaps. He and his wife totally changed my life. After that I moved to Las Vegas and tried to grow up." Mallory continued to talk about Las Vegas as they drank tea.

Hermione wished she could tell Mallory about her adventures with her best friends, but she didn't know Mallory well enough to even tell a tiny bit of it. Hermione felt foolish to not be able to tell Mallory something huge after her story. "I'm sorry, I've lived a pretty boring life compared to yours." Mallory disagreed and asked Hermione to tell her something. Hermione thought of something to say… "Well, alright. When I was eleven I got accepted to a fantastic boarding school. During my seven years there I met the most amazing people in the entire world." Hermione laughed a bit and Mallory sipped her tea, listening carefully. "In my first year I met Harry and Ron. They have saved my life both physically and mentally." Hermione smiled, she missed them so much. "Ron and I actually fell in love, but we didn't tell each other. During our last semester we accomplished something huge, and the tension was perfect – and bam – we kissed." Mallory and Hermione laughed at the childish memory and they smiled at each other. "Ron is still my first love, and always will be. I guess we don't really work with each other at the moment." The girls talked about each other's memories, and they stayed up laughing together until late into the night.

"I feel rather tired, I should probably go to sleep. You can stay up if you want to" Hermione said. Hermione felt so weird, her stomach was nervous. She didn't feel sick, just nervous as if something big would happen.

"I'm also tired, where's the bathroom? I need to freshen up a bit." Hermione showed the way to the bathroom. As Mallory closed the door Hermione let out a big sigh. What am I doing? Hermione thought. Why am I nervous? We're only going to share a bed. Hermione sighed again. She went inside her bedroom, started cleaning a bit as things were lying all over the floor. It's so messy… Hermione went to her wardrobe and picked out a nice nightgown. It's so silent. Hermione thought and waved her wand towards the muggle CD-player she had brought from her parents' house.

Hermione stood in front of her mirror and she studied her figure. She had never spent much time paying attention to her looks, but as she saw Mallory, this beautiful woman, she began to be unsure of herself. Mallory is so beautiful. Hermione began to remove her jeans, but they were so tight that she struggled a bit. She giggled as she fell on the floor and started laughing out loud. Mallory walked in and saw a half-dressed Hermione lying on the floor. Hermione stopped laughing and looked in panic towards the other girl, they exchanged glances and then they both burst out laughing.

Mallory removed her heels. Hermione took her jeans off and sat down on the bed. Mallory took off her jeans and walked towards Hermione. The girls stared at each other in silence as the background music ended. In the seconds the CD was choosing a new track; glances, conversations and looks had been shared without a single word. Mallory bent down and planted a sweet kiss on Hermione's lips. Hermione felt Mallory's lips on hers, they were somewhat raw and it was such an erotic kiss. Hermione shivered from the touch. They separated their lips and their tongues met, making each moan in utter comfort. Mallory started kissing Hermione's neck and Hermione threw Mallory's shirt over her head.

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So yes, this is the second chapter. I hope you liked these two :) I would love you to review and spread the word ;)
Love, L.