A/N: WARNING: This chapter contains slash (m/m) and VERY STRONG sexual content! Don't say I didn't warn you! Since this chapter is so long I decided to cut it in half. The next chapter should be up soon! I really enjoyed writing this chapter and to all my reviewers…YOU GUYS ROCK! Now on with the story! Please no flames…if you don't like this type of stuff I am writing about then do not read it…it's that simple! Ok now you may read!
The Punishment
"Malfoy please put your wand down!" Hermione ordered, rubbing his arm lightly.
"Granger, he purposely spied on us just so he could get off." He spat.
"Look, I'm angry too Malfoy, but please Harry isn't going to tell anyone!" she sighed, staring him in the eyes.
"Oh Granger, I am not worried of Harry telling a single soul."
"Both of you, I am right here, will you at least talk to me! Hermione, listen, your dirty little secret is safe with me. Trust me no one wants to know that you have been shagging Malfoy, and I am sure Malfoy don't want anyone knowing he is fucking a muggle born, so will both of you just calm down!" He growled.
"Oh, so right you are, Potter! Malfoy spat. "But since you did watch us, you are going to get punished, Potter!"
"Malfoy, please don't hurt him!" Hermione cried.
"Will you please stop crying, Granger? I am not going to hurt our precious little Golden Boy!"
"Please, Malfoy just let me go and I won't say a word. I will pretend I never witnessed anything." Harry begged.
"Potter, I can't believe you are begging me to just let you walk out that door." The blonde snickered.
"Granger, I would like a word with you." He ordered, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into a corner out of Harry's hearing range.
Harry just stood against the door with his heart thumping rapidly in his chest. Being a Gryffindor, Harry was always brave when it came to facing dangerous situations, but a situation concerning a very pissed off Malfoy was a bit more than he was willing to deal with. He had no idea what to expect from the Slytherin prince, usually a daring duel would settle the matter, but Harry knew it was much more serious in this case, and that scared the living daylights out of him. Listening inventively, Harry could only make out faint mumbles of their voices, nothing made any sense, but whatever they were discussing, Harry knew it couldn't be good.
They both walked up to Harry, with smirks crossed on their faces. Harry would rather be fighting with Lord Voldemort as to stand here and tolerate punishment from his rival and best friend. He just wanted them to hurry up and get it over with; he hated being tortured like this. The sooner they punished him, the sooner he could leave and forget about the whole ordeal.
"Potter, Granger and I here have decided on the perfect punishment for you, Golden Boy." He sneered as his cold eyes glared at Harry.
"Hermione, you can't let him punish me!" He yelled, trying to run for the door, but Malfoy aimed his wand at it and it slammed shut.
"I agree with Malfoy or should I say, Draco on this. You certainly do deserve a punishment for spying on me!" She laughed cruelly, tossing her hair behind her shoulders.
Aiming his wand at Harry's wrists, Malfoy shouted some kind of strange incantation and thick black ropes twisted themselves around his tanned skinned tightly.
"What's the meaning of this?" Harry yelled. He couldn't do anything because he had forgotten that he left his wand on his table in his dorm. He really didn't think he would find him self in such a predicament with Malfoy.
"You're not escaping easily, Potter; in fact, you're not escaping at all!" He hissed, as his wand slammed Harry against the cold stone wall.
His body writhed and squirmed to move, but he couldn't go anywhere. Looking up, Harry noticed that the ropes that were tied around his hands were now hanging from two large metal hoops, which had appeared out of the wall. The tight rope knotted itself around the cold metal, as his hands stretched above his head. Harry squirmed and wriggled trying to free himself.
"Harry, it's no use! You're not escaping. You might want to save all that energy you have." Hermione hissed in his ear, running her tongue around his salty skin. He jerked his head back from her touch, sending her a death look.
"Hermione! What is the meaning of all this nonsense!" He shouted, still struggling to free himself or at the least, loosen the ropes.
"Potter, has anyone ever said you talked way too much?" Malfoy growled, running the tip of his wand over Harry's clothed chest.
"Don't touch me, Malfoy!" The Gryffindor growled.
"Oh, I don't see how you are going to stop me from touching you or doing whatever else I please with your body." He spat.
His eyes widened in fear at the thought of the last statement. His heart beat rapidly inside his chest as his mind worked overtime trying to think of ways to stop Malfoy from touching him. He came up with nothing, sighing, he dropped his head in submission and decided he might as well face up to the punishment and get it over with.
"Fine Malfoy, let's just get this over with." He mumbled.
"I thought you would see things my way, Potter!" He hissed, running his index finger along his cheek line and across his red lips. Parting them, his finger slipped inside Harry's mouth. His first reaction was to bite the digit, but he decided otherwise by swirling his tongue around the flesh and sucking on it. To his surprise, Harry actually liked the way Malfoy's skin tasted, salty yet sweet. He could feel his cock growing hard, pressing firmly against his trousers.
"Draco, if you don't mind me intervening, I think Harry here should be stripped. He has on too much clothes!" Hermione said, wrapping her arms around the Slytherin, kissing him passionately.
"Right you are Granger!" Malfoy smirked.
Pointing his wand directly at Harry's chest, Malfoy mumbled the spell and soon the Gryffindor's clothes came flying off of his body, landing in the floor in a big pile. The only thing that remained on Harry was his tight silken red boxers. The cold damp air against his skin sent chills through out his body, making his nipples perk up.
"My, my Harry, you do like quite sexy hanging from the wall, it's making me rather hot, ya know?" She whispered in his ear, tracing her finger around is nipples. "What do you think Draco?" She smirked devilishly.
"I think you are absolutely right, Granger. Seeing our dear Golden Boy like this gives me a raging hard-on!" He snickered, pressing his lips against Harry's neck, sucking it softly.
His skin flushed as the softness of Malfoy's lips pressed against his skin, making him whimper softly. Hermione, standing on the other side of Harry, sucked and nibbled on his salty skin, tracing her fingers around one of his nipples, while her other hand tangled in his shaggy raven hair. Crashing her lips against his, Hermione's tongue plunged into Harry's mouth instantly. Their tongues dueled violently; Malfoy placed hot kisses along his cheekbone. Hermione pulled away and met Malfoy's lips for a deep heated kiss; the Gryffindor's eyes observed the two kissing passionately as he felt his erection press tightly against his boxers, yearning to be free.
Pulling away from Hermione, Draco continued to place butterfly kisses down Harry's body, stopping to take one of his nipples into his mouth, biting hard so that droplets of blood seeped out. Hermione's hand rubbed and caressed every inch of Harry's firm chest, running her hands through Malfoy's silken hair and against Harry's body. All the hands and the kisses on his body was enough to make him cum; his cock was so hard that he could barely even make out who was doing what, and frankly he didn't care. The blonde Slytherin placed his hands on Harry's hips as his tongue traveled down his muscular body, licking and tasting every inch of him; the Gryffindor moaned in pleasure as his body responded to Draco's touch. Running his index finger along the rim of Harry's dark red boxers, Malfoy sucked on his navel, swirling his tongue inside the small hole. His fingers hooked beneath the rim of the fabric, and yanked them off his body; they landed in the floor directly under his dangling feet.
"My Granger, doesn't he look quite sexy like this?" Malfoy snickered, trailing his tongue around his pubic hair, breathing in his masculine scent.
"Oh yes he does. Just seeing him hang there letting us do what ever we please to him makes me wet." She smirked, slamming her lips over Harry's once more.
"Fuck!" Harry hissed in pleasure, as he felt the tip of his erection slip inside of Malfoy's warm mouth. Fisting his hands, Harry twisted and squirmed in pleasure as he felt himself being consumed by the Slytherin. His mouth was hot and smooth against his pulsating length.
"You like that Harry dear?" Hermione whispered, tugging on his earlobe with his teeth.
The raven haired Gryffindor could only whimper in pleasure. Flicking his tongue across his slit, Malfoy lapped and sucked at the pre-come that had covered Harry's cock, making him moan in ecstasy. Hermione lips were intertwined with Harry's; tongues darted back and forth savoring each other's sweet flavors, as her hand slipped between her thighs, rubbing her drenched center gently. Swirling his tongue along the underside of Harry's shaft, Malfoy kissed his balls softly before taking them into his mouth, causing the Gryffindor to writhe in complete pleasure, thrusting his hips closer to the Slytherin's face as he continued to kiss Hermione vigorously.
Draco slid one of his free hands between her thighs, rubbing her clitoris gently, as his other hand stroked Harry's slick length, darting his tongue around his puckered hole, tasting his bitter skin. Clamping his hands into fists, Harry tossed his body back feeling a thousand sensations spread quickly through out his body as Draco's tongue slithered inside of his tiny entrance. Darting his tongue in and out of his tight hole, Malfoy lapped and sucked at the skin, stroking his cock forcefully. Harry's body squirmed and writhed against the small intrusion in his ass.
"Fuck Malfoy!" Harry whimpered.
Two of his fingers slipped inside of Hermione's tightness, causing her to catch her breath in, slowly moving her hips into the Slytherin's hand as his thumb rolled around her clitoris. Tossing her head back, she smashed her mouth onto Harry's, kissing him violently as tongues slammed against one another.
"Malfoy." She hissed on to Harry's lips.
The Slytherin prince took all of Harry's length completely inside of his mouth, sucking on it vigorously, running his tongue up and down the shaft, sucking on the tip at the pre come which covered his entire erection. The Gryffindor thrust his hips into Malfoy's mouth rapidly, urging him to move faster and harder. His fingers pumped in and out of Hermione's wetness quickly as her juices soaked both of his digits, as she moaned deeply. Draco never lost rhythm on Harry's cock, sucking it fervidly as pleasure soon consumed the Gryffindor. His balls tighten as his breathing increased, sweat covered his body as he trembled and shook in pure ecstasy. Squirming and fidgeting, he tossed his head back as every single muscle in his body tightened up. Clenching his eyes shut Harry thrust his hips into Malfoy as he exploded in his mouth, shooting streams of hot cum down his throat.
"Malfoy!" Harry screamed, biting Hermione's soft skin tightly, making her yelp in pain as tin beads of blood seeped through her bronzed skin.
Harry's body fell limp against the wall, as he tried to recover from such intense pleasure. Grabbing the side of his face, Draco crashed his lips against Harry's, as tongues fought back and forth wildly, as the Gryffindor tasted his own cum on the Slytherin's mouth. Pulling away from the kiss, Malfoy then approached Hermione and kissed her violently as his hands tangled in her brown hair; she too could taste Harry's flavor on Draco's lips. She broke away from Malfoy and then kissed the Golden-Boy once more before turning to the Slytherin prince with a devilish smirk on her face.
"Are you done with him?" She hissed, glaring into his cold eyes.
"Oh Granger", he smirked. "The fun has only begun. This punishment is far from over. I want to make sure that he learns his lesson, to never spy on us again."
Hermione simply chuckled to herself. Knowing that her ultimate fantasy was about to come true was enough to make her center become even wetter. She thought that she might perhaps enjoy Harry's punishment a bit more than he would. This was definitely going to be one night that she will never forget!