Fleur is in this one... also Hermione might lose her Vcard... ok she does.
To answer questions asked about Wandless Magic this chapter will answer it. Somewhat. Also for those of you who asked Hermione's wand was snapped and i believe this is a Hogwarts/English Ministry of Magic thing. I think i read that Hogwarts students are the only ones that get their wand snapped when they are expelled. Hagrid did after all. Also Hermione is still underage so having a wand wouldnt do her any favours anyway. I dont know for sure but i imagine that expelled students are monitored some how to be sure they dont purchase a new wand, or do magic with a wand so... she is going with Wandless Magic because, considering children under 11 dont get any kind of punishment for accidental magic, i am going to assume there is no way to trace a witch or wizards raw magic.
Reviews welcome.
Hermione had made eggs and bacon, the one thing that Sirius seemed to have in abundance, as well as coffee for breakfast. It was still very early but the smell of bacon apparently drew Sirius out of his bed and he stumbled down in boxers and a light robe loosely tied. Hermione rolled her eyes as he yawned and sat down before mindlessly wolfing down the food. Neither spoke, it was a comfortable silence, and when they were done Sirius went to dress for the day while Hermione did the dishes and generally tied the kitchen.
After being a temporary domestic goddess in the kitchen Hermione made her way up to the library Sirius had told her about the night before. The library wasn't nearly as spectacular as the Hogwarts library but there were a lot of books there that Hogwarts didn't stock. She was looking through the titles when one caught her eye. She pulled it out and wrinkled her nose when she realised how filthy the book was, it had apparently not been touched for a very long time. In fact most of the books hadn't been touched for a very long time. This book though, was extremely interesting to her and so far she had only read the title.
Wandless Magic; Trials and Tribulations was a thick volume written by an Alexis Barov, a man Hermione had never heard of before. She was extremely tempted to go back to her room and read but instead decided to keep her mind busy by cleaning up the library as best she can. Naturally she had no idea that cleaning the library would result in her spending the majority of the day dusting shelves and the books alike. It wasn't Tonks appeared dressed in a pair of black tight jeans and a loose band tee as well as her boots that Hermione realised what time it was.
"Come on, little babe. You can clean tomorrow. Go shower and get dressed while I make us a sandwich each." Tonks ordered and Hermione nodded with a smile.
Grabbing her book on the way out Hermione headed for her room, put the book under her pillow and then gathered her clothes before going into the bathroom. She showered and dressed and towel dried her hair before brushing it and pulling it back in a high pony as it had been before. Once that was all done she headed down to the kitchen in her short shorts and black tank top, black matching cotton lingerie this time. She also had on a pair of light blue low tops and no-show socks.
"Look at you, hottie." Tonks cooed bouncing over and handing Hermione a chicken, lettuce and mayo sandwich.
"You look quite well yourself, Tonks. Hoping to pull someone tonight?" Sirius chimed stalking in and sending a teasing wink at Hermione which had her grinning around her bite of sandwich.
"Nah. I've put too much effort into getting to Remus." Tonks rolled her eyes as she mentioned the werewolf.
"Ah well, Hermione is bound get lucky." Sirius chimed setting about making himself a sandwich for his dinner.
"I doubt it. I'm only 15 remember." Hermione reminded politely.
"Who cares, honey. Seriously none of that matters, just do what you want to do. Do what's going to make you happy. Age, gender, magic or muggle. None of that matters now, all that matters is you and what you want. If I hot woman propositions you and you want it, go for it. What have you got to lose?" Sirius spoke passionately, he really didn't want to see the little brunette broken over what has happened and he knows if she doesn't have enough distraction that its highly likely she will snap.
"Bit insensitive, Sirius." Tonks scowled at the man's poor choice of words.
"No its ok. He is right Tonks, what do I have to lose any more?" Hermione smiled at the woman before grinning at Sirius who gave her a proud look.
"Fair enough I suppose. I wont cramp your style." Tonks grinned at her little friend who smirked.
"Good. Oh hey, can we go to Gringotts tomorrow?" Hermione asked looking at her violet haired friend.
"Merlin no, I plan on you getting very drunk so you will be hung over. We can go the day after though." Hermione wrinkled her nose a little but nodded anyway.
"Ok thanks." She spoke after swallowing the last bite of her sandwich.
"No worries. Come on then, looks like you could use a drink to wash that sandwich down." Tonks, ever the energetic one, grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her out of the house before she could even speak a fair well to Sirius.
As soon as they were on the top step just outside the door Hermione felt that horrible pull behind her bellybutton and held her breath as she was apparated with Tonks to an alley, who knows where. Tonks grinned and gave her companion a moment before pulling her along. It had only deem dark for about an hour but when they emerged from the alley Hermione wasn't even sure it was dark. The whole street was lit with flashing signs and noisy people.
"We're in Soho. Come on, this one is us down here." Tonks lead Hermione down to an establishment that had a bit of a line out front, Tonks went straight to the doorman who simply nodded and let the two through.
"Freedom Bar? That's fitting." Hermione spoke up over the noise that swallowed them when they stepped through the doors.
"That's what I thought! Lets get you a drink, little babe." Hermione rolled her eyes and let herself be dragged along.
Hermione was completely unaware of the looks she was already receiving as they threaded themselves through the masses of men and women already at the bar. Tonks got to the front with little complaint, it seemed a lot of these people were regulars and knew Tonks. The Metamorph ordered them both a cocktail that Hermione didn't catch the name of and the headed off to find a booth.
They had been sitting and drinking and giggling for almost an hour, Hermione was well and goodly on her way to drunk. Well she was mostly drunk but still entirely aware of what was going on around her and the conversation she and Tonks had been having. That was until a stunning blonde woman walked up and leaned a little towards Hermione. The brunette looked up completely stunned when fingers curled around her hand.
"Come dance wiz me?" The blonde purred and placed a finger over Hermione lips when she went to speak.
Hermione swallowed and got up following the blonde who was in a striking blue cocktail dress that was sinfully short yet made her eyes pop beautifully. They found a spot on the dance floor and Hermione surprised herself when she almost immediately fell in sync with the stunning blonde who was moving with the pounding music. The dancing degenerated quickly and soon the two women were grinding and gyrating and rubbing at each others body.
To say Hermione was enjoying herself was an understatement, her partner was incredibly sexy and Hermione's temperature was high. They were both hot and sweaty and totally involved in one another as one dance merged into two and then thee and then suddenly they were dancing together exclusively. The gorgeous blonde stepped forward a hand on Hermione's hip and pulled the brunette closer.
A thigh slipped between Hermione's pressing into her intimately and apparently the blonde heard the small approving moan. Hermione was pleasantly surprised when soft, full lips caught her own in a deep, searing kiss. Hermione lifted her arms and wrapped them around the blonde woman's neck kissing back with all that she had. It felt so incredible, even in a drunken haze dancing in a crowded bar surrounded by sweaty strangers. To just feel someone wanting her was just what she needed after the last few days.
"Come wiz me." The blonde whispered in her soft French purr which had shivers running down Hermione's spine.
Hermione followed the blonde woman into the surprisingly, for a bar that was so packed, empty bathroom. No sooner was the door locked did Hermione find herself pressed against it with the blonde goddess' body pressed against her own. They were kissing again and both of them were moaning softly. When a thigh pressed between her own again Hermione became bold and slid her hand up the inside of the same thigh.
Apparently the night was full of pleasant surprises for Hermione because instead of meeting damp knickers like she was expecting she instead found slick, shaved folds. The blonde moaned into Hermione's mouth as she found the stunning woman's clit with her finger tips and rubbed gently. She wasn't sure how this had escalated so quickly but Hermione couldn't care less, this woman felt amazing and her kisses were incredible.
"'Ermione... do not tease." Hermione smirked at the husked words, that accent sending shivers racing along her spine.
Without hesitating the brunette pushed into the blonde with two fingers and relished the entirely wanton moan that slipped from those perfect lips against her neck. Hermione got into an easy rhythm and took her queues from the blonde who was rolling her hips in time with Hermione's thrusting fingers. With a slight adjustment of her hand Hermione pressed her thumb to the throbbing, hard little nub that had the blonde rocketing over the edge. Fleur Delacour came around Hermione's fingers with her name ripping from her throat.
"Fleur... you really are beautiful you know." Hermione was nearly purring herself and blue eyes watched the little brunette lick her fingers saucily.
"I 'ave been told but you 'ermione, mon dieu, seeing you like zis is... let me taste you." Fleur pleaded already dropping to her knees.
Hermione was tempted to say no, did she really want to lose her virginity like this? But then she realised it didn't really matter. When she had first met Fleur she was intimidated and they didn't get along very well but the longer the tournament went on the more Hermione had grown to admire the French veela. Better someone she was kind of friends with than an actual stranger at a bar, that and Hermione's so horny her entire body was thrumming with need.
Fleur waited only long enough for Hermione to nod her consent before unbuttoning her jean shorts and pulling them and the black panties down with them. Hermione was a little self-conscious about her body but stepped her left foot out of the clothing when Fleur urged her too. The blonde hummed and ran her hand down Hermione's left leg to her ankle and lifted the limb so it rested on her shoulder. Without preamble the stunning veela dived in, making Hermione moan and slip her fingers into the loose hair.
Fleur's tongue teased through Hermione's folds and the blonde moaned softly, not only did Fleur think Hermione taste amazing but smelled incredible too. Hermione was moaning softly when she felt fingers creep along her left thigh and around under her until those same fingers were toying with slick coarse hair and a practically dripping entrance. It seemed that Fleur was aware of Hermione's worries as she gently eased a single long digit into her tight pussy.
Hermione let out a little strangled cry when Fleur broke through but the blonde didn't stop like she thought she would. Instead Fleur set a gentle pace and suckled Hermione's clit and the brunette realised quickly that that slight discomfort was actually rather enjoyable. In fact it really didn't take long then, with so much stimulation, for the little brunette to clench her hands in Fleur's hair and arch away from the door as she came calling Fleur's name.