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Warning: Extreme Graphic Violence, Sex

Chapter 6

Draco Malfoy threw his book-bag on the floor of his room and lay down on his bed. Though he shared the common room and bathroom with the Head Girl he finally for the first time had a room to himself. Thinking of the Head girl reminded him once again of the thoughts Potter had put in his head. After potions class he had spent the rest of the day walking around with thoughts of Potter and Granger running through his mind and a permanent hard-on. He rarely paid attention in the rest of his classes, which was a rarity for him. Draco closed his eyes, the images already at the forefront of his mind returned.

"Crucio!"

The red headed boy screamed hoarsely, his voice almost gone from yelling for so long. He couldn't remember how long he'd been there, minutes, days, weeks. The pain was overwhelming; it felt like his bones were on fire, like his skin was melting. He felt his bladder give out under the pain and the urine run down his sides as he rolled on the floor. Spittle leaked out of the side of his mouth and he vaguely realized that it was red with his blood. He must have bit his tongue under the force of the pain. He gasped harshly when the feeling of his skin being on fire stopped.

"When will you learn Weasel?" Draco said staring at the panting boy on the floor from his throne.

"You were not to look, touch, or even be near our little princess. You have been warned before this many times. We have spared you much damage because our 'Mione still had somewhat of a soft spot for you. That is no longer the case. What you have done is inexcusable and we will not over look it." Harry said from his own throne.

"S-she deserved what I said," Ron stated hoarsely. "She's a disgusting dark lord whore. She deserves to die with the both of you!"

Harry sighed turning to look at Hermione who was sitting in between them on a throne smaller but no less extravagant then the boys. He was happy to see her eyes held loathing. Harry reached over and cupped Hermione's cheek so she turned to look at him.

"You see baby? I told you that he wasn't your friend. Look how easily he turned on you. We're going to kill him for you sweetheart. You don't have to watch if-"

"No." Hermione said cutting him off. "I want to watch you. I want to see you torture him first before you kill him."

Harry grinned before pressing his lips softly to hers. "No problem."

Draco pulled her back by her hair and turned her into a bruising kiss making Hermione moan. He lifted her off her throne and into his lap without breaking their kiss. Draco left her lips to trail kisses down her neck, sucking on her where her neck met her shoulder. Hermione groaned, grinding her cunt on Draco's prominent erection. Draco ripped Hermione's shirt off and latched on to her ruby red nipple, sucking it hard.

"Can I have some?" Harry asked huskily standing in front of them his chest pressing against Hermione's back.

Draco pulled his mouth off of her Hermione with a soft pop and looked up at Harry. He smirked before grabbing Harry behind the neck and smashing their lips together. Both boys groaned in each other' mouths. They kissed roughly, biting and nipping each other hard. Hermione moaned at the sight of her two lovers and leaned forward to join them in a sloppy three-way kiss.

"D-disgusting." Ron stammered from the floor.

"Mmm, shut him up." Hermione murmured against their lips.

Harry turned and walked over to Ron. Pointing his finger, he moved it in a diagonal slashing motion, concentrating on Ron's mouth. "Sectumsempra!"

Blood gushed out of Ron's mouth and he let out a piercing scream as his severed tongue fell out and landed in front of him on the floor. Blood ran down his mouth and chin as he stared at them in agony.

Draco laughed at the sight of the redhead in pain. He turned Hermione so her back was to his front and she was facing Ron. He pushed his legs between hers and opened them so they both had their legs spread wide. Draco slid his hands up her thighs then to her breasts. He pinched and tugged on her nipples as they watched Harry.

Harry stared at Ron indifferently as he moaned incoherent words. "You know," he said thoughtfully. "I really like you like this. I was tired of hearing your infuriating yapping."

"Take care of his sight too Harry. I didn't like the way he was looking at our baby." Draco said tilting his head and languidly kissing Hermione.

Harry smirked at his two lovers before pointing two of his fingers and making a jabbing movement towards Ron's eyes. He screamed for the last time as his eyes were yanked out of their sockets and onto the floor to join his tongue. Blood was now pooling under the dead body as Harry turned back to his lovers. Draco had pulled up Hermione's skirt so it was around her waist and left her glistening cunt in full view. He was thrusting two fingers inside her hard while they watched him. Hermione's eyes were closed and she was leaning her had back on Draco's shoulder.

Draco grinned at Harry as he continued to pump his fingers. "Come have a taste."

Harry returned Draco's grin and walked over to them, kneeling on the ground so his face was level with Hermione's cunt. Draco stopped thrusting his fingers and pulled them out glistening with Hermione's juices for Harry. Harry gladly sucked Draco's fingers until all of the sweet nectar was gone. He then proceeded to bury his face in Hermione's cunt slurping the wetness that had accumulated. Hermione soon came with a scream as Harry suckled on her clit and Draco plucked her nipples.

"You're all wet baby." Harry said when he lifted his head. "Did watching me make you horny?"

Hermione blushed and nodded shyly.

Draco chuckled and leaned in to nuzzle Hermione's neck. "Our little princess loves watching you take care of business Harry."

Harry smirked and cupped Draco through his trousers. "You love watching me too. Your cock is all hard for me."

Draco closed his eyes and groaned as Harry caressed him. He jerked his hips up slightly while he held Hermione by the waist on his lap. Draco felt Harry unzip his trousers and pull out his huge erection, slapping it against Hermione's bare cunt. Both Hermione and Draco moaned at the contact.

"Grind your cunt on his cock baby. I want to lick your juices off him." Harry said holding Draco's cock still.

Hermione smiled and complied, rubbing her pussy all over Draco until he was glistening with her juices.

"Good girl." Harry said before engulfing Draco's cock.

"Fuck!" Draco said loudly.

Harry sucked Draco like an expert, hard, fast, and rough just like he liked it. Harry rapidly swirled his tongue around Draco's sensitive head while he slid his hand from the base of his cock to his balls. He played with them for a bit before moving lower. When Harry's finger pushed inside him in one rapid motion, Draco came hard.

"Harry!" Draco groaned as he shuddered.

Draco watched in fascination as Harry stood up and opened his mouth over Hermione spilling Draco's seed in her waiting mouth. She swallowed it all, licking her lips several times like she was swallowing the sweetest syrup. Harry smiled and kissed her mixing Draco's cum between them.

"Malfoy…Malfoy…MALFOY!"

Draco jerked out of his dream, the tent in his pants obvious. He glared at the door as the person behind it continued to pound on it and call his name. He stood up quickly stomping towards his door and ready to rip the person into shreds until he opened it and faced none other than Granger. He couldn't help himself and slid his eyes over her body, wanting desperately to know what she looked like under all her bulky robes.

"Yes, Granger?" he said smoothly once he met her eyes. He was pleased to see a red tinge in her cheeks at his scrutiny.

"We have a prefects meeting remember? Schedules and partners are to be chosen today." Hermione answered.

"Give me a minute." Draco said not in the mood to sit throughout the entire prefects meeting with a hard-on.

Hermione looked at him as if debating something then finally asked, "Are you okay? I mean are you still feeling sick from potions?"

Draco smirked. "I didn't know you cared Granger."

Hermione blushed. "I don't. I just thought since we're going to be living together for the remainder of the year, we might as well be civil to each other."

Draco chuckled. "I'd like to be more than civil to you Granger."

Hermione frowned not understanding what he meant. "Okay. Um, most of the prefects are already in the common room. I'll wait for the others while you get ready."

Draco smirked again before closing the door and heading to the bathroom. He would take a quick cold shower but he'd been hard all day. Instead he set the temperature to warm and got inside, his erection bobbing in front of him. Grasping his stiff cock he closed his eyes and thought about one of the many images of he, Harry, and Hermione. It didn't take long for him to come, groaning both Hermione and Harry's name.

*!*!*!*!!*!*!*!*!*!**!

Hermione Granger stood in front of the mirror in her head girl's room staring at her nude body. She wasn't particularly bad looking Hermione thought as she cupped her breasts in her hands; they had grown from her once almost A cup to a full B cup. They weren't as big as Lavender's who was a D cup but she thought they looked all right. They were topped with soft puffy rose-colored nipples that distended slightly when she was horny.

Hermione's eyes traveled down her slightly rounded tummy to the spot between her legs. Though Hermione's never shaved down there she didn't seem to have much hair at all. Surprisingly the little that she had was soft and downy, Hermione figured all her body hair must have gone to her head. Sighing she dropped her hands to her sides. Turning slightly so her ass was in view, Hermione made a disgruntled face. Yes, it was still there. Her butt had started to grow once she hit puberty and now it was plump and round. It was entirely too big in Hermione's opinion which is why she always made sure to wear clothes a little too big for her. Sighing she started to dress thinking about the passed couple of days.

She was confused and a little frightened over what was going on with Harry. After she had realized it was he, who made the windows in the Great Hall blow up, and the way his eyes went from green to black she had contemplated going to Dumbledore. Harry would never do anything to hurt anyone and she wasn't sure if maybe You-Know-Who possessed him. Aside her better judgment she didn't go to Dumbledore, but went to the library instead. She knew Harry was skilled in occlumency and hadn't been sharing thoughts with You-Know-Who since fifth year so, why was he acting so strangely? Searching through books on possession and curses she finally found her answer in The Old Magic: Magic of a Most Powerful Sort by Sigrid Vander Ark. Harry wasn't being possessed by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, he was essentially becoming him.

Unable to believe it she quickly went to Harry showing him what she had found. Harry hadn't denied the fact that he had been having these changes though he assured her he would never hurt her. Hermione was still afraid, unsure if she would be betraying her best friend if she went to Dumbledore. Then he did something unexpected, but not completely unwelcome. He kissed her. Hermione had frozen, she felt Harry's soft lips press against hers and she held back a shiver. It was like a dream come true though she had pictured her first kiss with Harry in a different scenario.

Hermione had thought she liked Ron back in fourth year, but she soon realized it wasn't Ron she liked but Harry. When he began to date Cho Chang in fifth year Hermione didn't understand why every time she saw them together she wanted to bash Cho's face into wall. He then broke up with Cho a while after and proceeded to date various other girls including Ginny Weasley. Hermione soon realized it was jealousy she was feeling, but she never told Harry or anyone about her feelings. She knew he looked at her as his bookworm best friend and nothing more. Now two years later Harry was kissing and Hermione tentatively kissed him back. She shuddered as their tongues touched and she forgot all about the research and the fact that Harry was slowly becoming darker.

Hearing movement from the next room Hermione's thoughts turned to a certain blond haired Slytherin. Malfoy had been acting strange for the past few days. During the prefect meeting Malfoy spent his time staring at her. Whenever she made a suggestion and asked for his input or opinion he'd just agree with whatever she said. Feeling slightly uncomfortable because she was so used to Malfoy being snarky and sarcastic she tried to ignore his staring. She knew he had to be plotting something against her. After that day she had made sure to avoid Malfoy as much as possible, but today was the end of the week and they had potions once again. Glancing at her watch she realized she was going to be late for breakfast and quickly grabbed her book bag running out of her room and straight into the hard body of the head boy. Startled, she almost fell back from the force but strong arms held her steady.

"Where's the fire Granger?" Draco Malfoy said in his usual husky drawl.

Hermione looked up into Malfoy's mercury eyes then down to his broad topless chest. Oh, boy had the man grown from the skinny annoying ferret she knew in third year. Her eyes glanced down his toned stomach lingering on the towel that rode low on his hips.

"I can take the towel off if you're curious." Malfoy said smirking.

Hermione blushed furiously and mumbled a 'no thanks' before pulling away from him and running through the portrait hole.

Draco watched the red-faced head girl run away from him. He knew she'd been avoiding him this entire week but he also knew she couldn't avoid him forever. They had potions together and they'd be partners for the entire year. He knew she thought he was trying to find a way to humiliate her, but that was the farthest thing from his mind. He had long since lost his prejudices on muggleborns. He realized while his father was in Azkaban back in fifth year that it wasn't about blood. It was about power. What did it matter if you were a pureblood when you could hardly hold your wand right side up like that useless excuse for a wizard Longbottom? Voldemort himself wasn't a pureblood and look at all the power he wielded.

No, it was about power. Draco wasn't too keen on following Voldemort but he was certainly not turning to the light. He loved to torture and kill people too much for that. Draco had paid the best duelers and dark arts wizards from all over the world to teach him all they knew. Of course he soon was better at dueling and the dark arts than they were and killed them when they lost their purpose. His father knew nothing of this of course. He was too busy following his precious dark lord's orders. Draco has always been the leader type the one that made the orders; he wanted to be the one in charge.

Making his way to the bathroom Draco stepped into the shower, his thoughts drifting to Granger and her pink cheeks. When she had collided with him he had felt for the first time how curvy Granger was. Her breasts had pressed against him briefly before she started to fall back. When he'd reached for her his hands had brushed her bottom, which to his complete surprise was not flat like Pansy's or Daphne's or many of the other girls he'd slept with. It was supple and round and made him wish he'd copped a feel before he let her go.

Suddenly, Draco got an image of a very naked Granger and as usual an equally naked Potter joining him in the shower. Wrapping his hand around his now large erect cock he continued to fantasize about Granger and Potter as he pumped. He'd grab Granger roughly and press her to his bare chest rubbing her hard nipples against him. Potter would step up behind them and start to bite and suck hard on his neck while he pressed his hard cock against Draco's ass. He imagined taking her mouth in a hard kiss before turning to kiss Potter. He'd then turn Granger around so she was bent over and pressed against the tiled shower wall with her beautiful round bottom facing him. Unable to help himself with such a delectable site he'd bring his hand down on her plump ass. She'd squeal then moan with delight making Draco's cock even harder.

"Take her now Malfoy." Potter would whisper in his ear gripping Draco's cock and pumping him hard.

Draco groaned pumping his cock harder and imagining he was thrusting into Potter's hand. Potter would then lead Draco by his cock and rub it against Granger's wet cunt. Draco imagined grabbing Granger's hips and thrusting hard inside her with a loud moan. Draco closed his eyes tightly jerking his cock harder as he continued to imagine Potter spreading his ass and rubbing his own cock against Draco's puckered hole. When Draco brought his finger inside his asshole and jerked his cock hard he came with a yell against the shower wall, his chest heaving as if he'd run a marathon. He'd never cum so hard in his life. Washing off, Draco got out of the shower. While he got dressed a plan started forming in his head. He would make Hermione…and Potter his.