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A/N: Okey people. Here's the next chapter, chapter 9, I hope you will enjoy this! I worked really hard on this one, and would really like to hear your thoughts about it.

Once again thanks to people who reviewed the previous chapter, it's nice to hear your thoughts and opinions. Also, I am still confused about the Ginny/Blaise thing because some of you wanted Ginny and Blaise together and some of you didn't and wanted me to leave it Ginny/ Harry. So it will still be a bit unclear, until I decide!

Warning: This chapter will contain sexual contents, so people who doesn't like to reading about that, well, you are free to not read this, but it would be nice if you did!

Okey, without further ado enjoy this chapter! ^_^

Chapter 9

Ron was walking through the corridor; more like sulking if you would ask any person that went past him. That is what Harry saw as well, as he approached Ron in hurried steps. It wasn't that hard to catch up with him because Ron didn't seem to care if someone did. He put a hand on Ron's shoulder and effectively stoped him from going further by gently pulling on it. Ron didn't protest he didn't even react as Harry turned him towards himself. "What's wrong Ron?" He asked, but was met with silence in return.

Ron couldn't really express in words how he felt. He was angry, hurt and he felt betrayed. Hermione had practically shagged Malfoy in the entrance hall. What had been going through her mind? She had never acted that way around him. She had always been timid with him, and had shied away from him when he wanted to take their relationship to the next level, which had been sex, which, she had claimed not being ready for yet. His thoughts went to Lavender Brown for a moment. She had been his very first girlfriend in sixth year. Their relationship had ended just as abrupt as it had started with the kiss in the Gryffindor common room ending with him being in the hospital wing and mysteriously calling it off. He didn't even remember breaking it off with her, but he sure had been relieved that she was out of his hair. She was just so annoying, the clinging type that could drive a bloke nuts. This summer, he had run into her by accident. He had been in the Leaky Cauldron, upset about Hermione not wanting to shag him. She had approached him, asking what was wrong and why did he look so down. He had told her everything, and she had comforted him. That night they had got themselves a room and had spent the night in blind passion. They had agreed to keep meeting each other; of course until Hermione would start sleeping with him, then he wouldn't need Lavender anymore. She had agreed on his terms, though, she hadn't been happy about the fact that Ron would dump her, the second Hermione would stop being a prude. It had been fine, until Hermione had found out, though, he knew that doing it on the train was risky. They had been careless, not putting a Muffliatus spell on the compartment. He cursed his own stupidity. If only Hermione would…

He was brought out of his thoughts by Harry shaking his shoulder more forcefully now. "What's wrong Ron?" He repeated his question. Ron shook his head, finaly acknowledging his presence. "I'm fine." He lied. He was suddenly shoved against the wall, Harry glaring at his confused face. "Don't give me that Ron." He snapped, pushing him against the wall. "You're like this all the time, depressed or angry. Now spill. What's wrong?" He said forcefully, repeatedly pushing Ron in the wall with each word. He was once again met by silence, as Ron hung his head, his bright color bangs falling over his eyes almost like a curtain. He sighed and let go of Ron, watching as he slowly slid down the wall and on the cold marble floor.

"She chose Malfoy." Ron murmured softly almost inaudibly, but Harry heard it. He let out another sigh. He knew Ron was still upset about it. Harry guessed he would be too if he were in his situation. "Listen Ron" Harry started, sitting down next to him. "I know that it's hard to accept it." He paused, waiting for Ron to interrupt him, but he didn't, so he continued. "I even didn't want to accept at first." He admitted staring at Ron intently. Ron looked back at him, his expression not changing from the one of sadness. It was hard for Harry to see his best friend like this, but he couldn't really do anything. Well, not at least something that would smooth out this situation. He knew if he chose Ron's side then Hermione would hate him and Ginny wouldn't be happy either, and if he chose Hermione's side, Ron would hate him, but Ron was his first friend in the Wizarding world, so he wasn't fond of losing his friendship with Ron either. His hands were tied in this situation. "But…" He continued. "Hermione's our best friend, and if she's happy, then I am too."

Ron clenched his fists by his sides. "Happy?" He almost snapped, but held himself back. "I should be happy, if she's with the freakin ferret face Malfoy?" He gritted his teeth in anger, rising to his feet. "I can't be happy, is she is with Malfoy. I just can't!" He finaly let his anger show as he punched the wall three feet above Harry's head. He had forgotten about his previous injury and cursed loudly, as he made the wound bleed again. Harry rouse to his feet as well, scowling at Ron. "How can you be so selfish?" He questioned angrily. Ron didn't respond, just continued cursing from the pain in his hand. "You hurt her. You cheated on her and made her unhappy." Ron was once again shoved against the wall and held by the collar of his shirt, Harry breathing heavily, his eyes burning with a killer's intent. At least that is what Ron saw in them. "And now, you wouldn't even allow her to be happy. What kind of a friend are you?"

Ron shook his head from side to side. "You wouldn't understand, but you have to know that I never meant to hurt her." His eyes were pleading for Harry to understand. Harry's scowl only deepened. "Never meant to hurt her? Where you thinking about it, when you were with Lavender?" He questioned, his anger only increasing. Ron sighed, looking away from Harry's furious gaze. "I know Harry that I have done things that hurt her. I am not proud of myself and I regret it with all my heart." He paused clenching his fists by his sides. "But you should have seen what I saw. She and Malfoy almost were…" He trailed off. The images of Hermione pressed against the wall by Malfoy entered his mind and he squeezed his eyes shut tightly, willing the images to go away. Why couldn't it be him, not the ferret? It took some time, but after a moment he composed himself and continued. "If you were in my place right now, you'd know how I feel."

Harry's expression softened and he put a hand on his shoulder and shook it gently. He didn't know what to say, Ron had a point, he would be hurt too if he were in his place. But Hermione was happy and he just couldn't destroy that. Ron had to move on, no matter how hard that was. If he was able to sleep with another chick, that admittedly was a slag, without any guilt, then he could find another girl to date. "Ron" He began. "I understand how you feel, and I would probably feel the same as you do now, but you have to move on. Find someone else, you know?" Ron shook his head, and turned to walk away. "Will you at least consider it?" Harry asked in hopefully. "Maybe" Ron muttered and walked off. Harry sighed and hurried after him. "Where are you going Ron?" He yelled after him. "We have to get to class." Ron grunted lifting his wounded arm above his head. "I have to go to the hospital wing." "I'll come with you." Harry called after him, running to catch up on him. Potions had already started, so he didn't see the point of going anyway. Snape would probably take points from Gryffindor and give him detention. 'Screw Snape' He thought and followed Ron.

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"That was so fun." Hermione giggled at Ginny's excited tone. The girls were still talking about the Potions lesson and Snape's reaction. "Who would have thought, that Snape actually had a heart." Ginny continued and received a halve growl from Draco. Draco and Blaise had been talking about Quidditch, but hearing their conversation Draco couldn't help but be a little annoyed that everyone thought that Snape was only a heartless bastard. Hermione giggled at him. "Oh come on Draco, you know that she's only joking, right? Ginny say something." Hermione urged her with a sly grin. "Yeah, of course, who would ever think that about him?" Her tone was sarcastic, which didn't go unnoticed by Draco. He huffed and turned his attention back to Blaise.

"Next week's our game against the Hufflepuff's." Blaise said with mild interest. "We totally have that game in the bag without a doubt." Draco nodded his signature smug smirk on his handsome face. "Yeah, they're hardly worth our time." They both laughed loudly, and Hermione and Ginny couldn't help but roll their eyes at them. 'Boys', they both thought.

"I wonder where Harry and Ron could be."Ginny said absentmindedly. "I left them in the hallway, before I went to Potions because Harry wanted to talk to Ron." Hermione's eyebrows rouse. "Talk about what?" She asked. It wasn't that she cared what Ron would be telling Harry, but she had a feeling that she was involved in it. "I don't really know." Ginny admitted. "We saw Ron sulking in the corridor, and Harry had said that he needed to talk to him." Hermione took in the information Ginny had just said and nodded. "I think I know why." Hermione admitted. Ginny's eyes widened and she urged Hermione to continue, but she shook her head. "I'll tell you later." Ginny frowned a bit, but didn't push her. She was sure that whatever Ron did wasn't something Hermione wanted to talk about in the middle of a crowded corridor.

"I am sure that their fine and we'll see them in Transfiguration." Hermione reassured her after a pause, though; she wasn't very fond of the idea of seeing Ron so soon after he had called her a whore. Also, it wasn't his business what she did with Draco or where she did it. That git could go shag his sweet, little Lavender Brown and keep his nose out of her personal life. He sometimes could be such a…

Hermione felt Draco's arms wrap around her from behind, and instantly forgot what she was ranting about in her mind. It was incredible how he could make her feel so amazing just by holding her in his arms. Could it be love? She wasn't sure, but it felt really close to it. She leaned her head on his shoulder and smiled. "Mia, I hope you didn't mean it, when you said that." He whispered in her ear, nibbling at it. She gave him a confused look and he chuckled. "About Transfiguration"

Hermione was still a bit confused, but then she remembered that Draco wanted to skip the last lessons, so they could go to their dorm. She blushed scarlet. The idea was thrilling, but that didn't stop her from being nervous about it. "Um…I'm not really sure, McGonnagal would probably be ma-" She was cut off with Draco's lips crashing onto hers in a tender passionate kiss. "I am sure that McGonnagal can live through one lesson without you." He assured her when he pulled away. He kissed her neck, nibbling and suckling on her exposed skin, making her moan quietly. Ginny cleared her throat, trying to get the two love birds attention. "Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea if you two would finaly get a room." She teased them, and Hermione buried her face in Draco's shoulder to hide her red face. "Yeah" Blaise joined Ginny's teasing. "Before you decide to shag right here on the floor." Ginny doubled over with laughter and Blaise joined her. When they calmed down, they both smirked and Ginny had a smirk that could even rival Blaise's.

Hermione's face was now so red, she thought that she would have a nose bleed. Draco, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind Ginny's and Blaise's words, and just shrugged. "Well, you better believe that I would." He admitted, making Hermione gasp. "Draco, you don't mean it, do you?" She asked, kinda amazed that Draco would even consider doing something so…well, she couldn't really find words for that. Reckless? Smutty? He nodded. "I would." He whispered in her ear and she gulped nervously. There was silence for a moment.

After a moment, Blaise cleared his throat. "Okey, we'll go and leave you two alone." He started walking away. Ginny shrugged and hugged Hermione before catching up with Blaise. They soon disappeared among the other students, leaving Draco and Hermione in the corridor. Draco was the first to speak. "Well, how about it?" He was pouting and Hermione thought that was the most adorable thing she had seen him do. "I'll think about it." She kissed his cheek, before running down the corridor that was now empty. Draco smirked, and ran after her.

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Hermione stoped near the entrance to the library, panting. She had somehow lost Draco somewhere because he was no longer running after her. She looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen. She shrugged; he was probably hiding in some dark corner, waiting for her to come by to scare her to death. 'Not happening.' She thought, before deciding to take refuge in the library. She opened the door, it making creaking sounds that alerted Madam Pince. Seeing Hermione enter she smiled, before burying her nose in the book that she was reading.

Hermione took a deep breath and sighed. How she loved the smell of books, especially old ones. They always helped her to relax and forget about her problems. Her feet automatically carried her to the first bookshelf, where she brushed her fingertips over the backs of the books almost lovingly. She pulled out a book at random and almost started laughing at the title. "The ultimate guide, to make your other halve happy" She was quite surprised to find a book like this in the library. Shrugging, she walked all the way to the last row of bookshelves. She flipped the book open in the middle and gasped. The book was full of very graphic, very dirty pictures. She flipped through the pages in a hurry and found that every page had at least one very dirty picture, and the book was a wizard one, because all the pictures were moving. The pictures showed people in different positions. There were even whole paragraphs about oral and anal sex. 'This type of book should have been locked away in the restricted section, not left out in the open, where anyone could reach it.' Thought Hermione, as she risked another look at the pictures; she had opened a page where a girl was giving a guy a blow job. That piqued her interest, and she didn't even notice the tall blond figure that approached her from behind. She watched as the girl in the picture bobbed her head up and down the guys cock…

"What are you reading?" Hermione jumped, dropping the book in her fright. She quickly spun around to face the person who had spoken. She blushed when she came face to chest with Draco. She looked up at his face and smiled shyly. "Um…Nothing" Draco shook his head, not believing her. He moved around her and picked the book off the floor. He chuckled when he read the title. Flipping it open, his eyes widened at the moving pictures. He would have never thought that Hermione would read something as filthy as this. He turned around to face her, grinning mischievously. "So, do you often read books like this?" He asked still inspecting the book. "N-no…It was by accident." She blushed, yanking the book out of Draco's hands. He laughed as Hermione threw it across the room. It landed on a plush armchair in the corner by one of the bookshelves, not creating too much noise as to alert Madam Pince.

Hermione felt like she could die from embarrassment. Not only was she looking at those pictures, but she was also caught by her own boyfriend. "Oh come on Mia, I don't mind that you are reading a book like that." He embraced her and kissed her sweet lips. Hermione responded immediately by wrapping her arms around his neck and deepening the kiss with her tongue. As the kiss grew more heated Draco pushed her against one of the bookshelves. He was lucky that a wall was directly behind the bookshelf because they would sure knock it over.

They pulled apart, gasping for air. Draco kissed down her neck, his hands trying to strip Hermione of her robes. "Draco" She breathed trying to push him away. "We can't do it here." He pulled away from her neck and looked into her eyes. She could see the hurt there as he took a step back and suddenly found his shoes the most interesting thing in the room; Hermione immediately regreted pushing him away. She tried to reach for him, but he took another step back. A choked sob escaped her lips as she felt tears stinging the corners of her eyes. Draco's immediately wrapped his arms around her waist in a warm embrace, trying to calm her. Seeing her cry was the last thing he wanted. "I'm sorry Mia." He whispered in her ear, while rubbing circles on her back. "I didn't want t-" He was silenced by Hermione kissing him deeply. The kiss lasted for a few second, before Hermione pulled away and smiled at with teary eyes. "It's okey." He smiled back whipping away the stray tears that had spilled over her cheeks.

Hermione felt really bad about pushing him away, but they couldn't do it here. The two of them would just make too much noise. If Madam Pince were to catch them, who knows what their punishment would be. They were also the Heads, so it wouldn't be setting a good example to others. She thought back to the book that she had thrown across the room and remembered the picture where the girl was sucking the guys cock. She suddenly had an idea, a very dirty idea at that. "Draco" She whispered huskily in his ear, making him shiver for some reason. "Um…I want to try something. Can I?" She asked, blushing furiously. He nodded. "Anything you want." He whispered against her lips, before kissing her again.

When they pulled apart, she got on her knees in front of him, her hands slowly, tentatively reaching to undo his pants. Draco's eyes widened seeing her intentions, his member hardening with anticipation to what was to come. Hermione was surprised at her own boldness, but she wanted to do this and the bulge in Draco's pants clearly told her that he wanted it as well. She took a deep breath, slowly pushing down his pants, revealing emerald green boxers with a very obvious erection underneath. She couldn't help but smile a little; he was such a Slytherin wearing green boxers. She ran a finger over the bulge, making Draco's hips thrust forward slightly. Grabbing the band of his boxers, she pulled them down slowly, brushing against his hard on, making him intake a sharp breath. He looked down at her, his eyes clouding with lust. He smirked when he saw her eyes widen when she took in his size. Hermione couldn't believe her eyes, he was huge. 'And that can even fit?' She asked herself. She was quite sure that he wouldn't fit into her mouth. Heck, she would be lucky if she was able to take at least halve of him. But when the time came, would he fit down there?

She looked back at him smiling shyly, her cheeks tinting red. "Um…I haven't really done anything like this before…" She paused, beyond embarrassed. "So, you stop me if I do something wrong, okey?" She asked blushing as red as a tomato. Draco nodded, chuckling. "I will, but I don't think you'll do anything wrong." He reassured her caressing her cheek. She nuzzled her cheeks into his palm and sighed. Summoning her Gryffindor courage, she wrapped her tiny hands around his erect cock, feeling it throb in her warm hands. She looked up at Draco, who was breathing unevenly now. She moved her left hand up and down his shaft, her right hand taking hold of his balls, as she squeezed them lightly; all the while she kept her eyes trained on Draco's face. She saw him shut his eyes and bit his lip to stop a moan from escaping his mouth. Seeing his reaction made her a bit more courageous, as her grasp on him grew firmer.

Not receiving any protests from him, she brought her mouth closer to his huge cock, running her tongue over the erect tip, tasting the pre-cum that had started leaking out, while increasing the speed on his shaft. He tasted surprisingly sweet and Hermione wondered what his cum would taste like. This time Draco couldn't stop a throaty moan that escaped his lips. Hermione was a natural at this, how hadn't she done this before if she was this good. Though, he needed more friction if he wanted to come. They were in a freakin library, and if Madam Pince were to catch them, he didn't think that Hermione would be able to live it down. He couldn't give a damn about what people thought about him, but he wanted to keep Hermione's reputation intact. "Take me into your mouth." He encouraged her in a hushed, husky tone. Hermione obliged, taking as much of him in her mouth as possible. She got about halve of him, like she had predicted, inside her mouth, before she gagged slightly.

Draco's eyes closed in bliss and threw his head back and moaned rather loudly. In that moment, he couldn't care less, who saw or heard them. Her hot, wet mouth wrapped around his cock felt just so damn good, though, he wished it was her pussy he was buried inside. She started bobbing her head up and down his shaft, while rubbing the base and squeezing his balls. He could feel it, his climax approaching fast, he was so close. All he could do was moan and groan, as Hermione's talented hands and mouth worked magic on him. "Mia" He moaned, bringing his hand down to tangle in hair. It was pure ecstasy.

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Ron walked out of the hospital wing, his hand finaly bandaged. He couldn't really say that he felt better. Harry had told him to move on, see someone new. The idea wasn't that bad, but he still hoped that Hermione would change her mind, leave the ferret and come back to him. Though, he knew that that was like asking for the moon. Hermione probably hated him now, after he called her a whore. He couldn't blame her, though; she had every right to do so.

"Hey Ron" Harry called after him, leaving the hospital wing as well. "Where are you going now?" He asked, scowling at his best friend. "We have Transfiguration. Aren't you coming?" He asked. Ron shook his head. "No, I want to be alone right now." He walked away leaving a flabbergasted Harry behind. Harry sighed and walked in the opposite direction, grumbling something about stubborn Weasels.

Ron wandered aimlessly in the empty corridors. He walked up a few stairs, took a few turns and somehow, he had wandered all the way to the library, a place that he went only if dragged there by Hermione. Though, he hadn't been there once this year. Since Hermione didn't help him with his homework anymore, he had been slacking off. Sighing, he opened the old, wooden door. It creaked and Madam Pince gave him a rather disapproving look, before she went on reading some kind of novel. He frowned; it wasn't his fault that the damn door creaked.

Choosing to ignore the uptight librarian, Ron walked around the bookshelves, looking at all the old books that were filling all the tall bookshelves. He wasn't into reading, so he got bored quickly. Reaching the last row of bookshelves, he heard voices. He couldn't recognize who the voices belong to because they were only whispers. Tough, he could distinguish that there were two persons – male and female, and it didn't sound like they were talking about the weather. His curiosity got the better of him and he risked a look behind the bookshelf.

What he saw made him want to scream at the top of his lungs, but he held himself back. He balanced himself, before he gave out his hiding place. His knees had suddenly turned to jelly at the sight before him. 'Damn, why couldn't it be me?' That is what he thought bitterly, as he watched Hermione take Malfoy's cock into her mouth without the slightest of fears. He watched as Malfoy tangled his right hand in her hair, his left hand balancing himself against the bookshelf behind them. "Mia" Malfoy moaned rather loudly, and Hermione seemed to double her efforts. 'What the hell.' Ron thought. The freakin ferret called her 'Mia', but he had heard only Hermione's parent's use tha nickname.

Ron couldn't understand his own reaction, though. He should have separated them the moment he saw them, and hex Malfoy's balls off, but instead his legs were frozen in place and his mouth couldn't utter a single sound, as he watched Hermione bringing Malfoy closer to his climax. The logical side of him that was only a tiny part of his brain, told him to stop this, this instant, but his body failed him and wouldn't move, and the sight of Hermione like this, so naughty and brave, taking their former enemies, well, to him he still was, cock into her mouth in a place that was almost like a sanctuary to her, was so arousing that he could feel himself harden underneath his school robes. He tried to feel disgusted with himself for thinking that, but that wasn't helping his growing problem. He was in a need for a shag and fast.

He was about to leave, deciding that he had seen enough today, plus he needed to find Lavender and fast, but Draco's sudden trembling and the way he almost fell on top of Hermione, when his knees buckled underneath him, before he catched himself and his increasingly loud groans indicated that he was about to climax. He didn't stay because of that, though. Hell no. Ron had the sudden urge to see if Hermione would swallow his seed. The thought made him shudder in disgust, but he was curious, and like the saying goes – curiosity killed the cat.

He watched as Malfoy moaned loudly one last time, before he shuddered in Hermione's mouth, indicating that he had just come. His blue eyes widened in disbelief as he watched Hermione drink up every last drop of Malfoy's fucking ferret seed, before releasing his cock with a pop. She kissed the head of Malfoy's member, before carefully pulling his boxers and pants up and zipping them. There was a bit of cum on her chin, which she wiped off with her index-finger. She brought the finger to her mouth and sucked on it. "That was…amazing." He heard Malfoy whisper, and he saw Hermione smile before she kissed him passionately. When she pulled away, she said something that made his jaw hit the floor. "Mmm…you taste delicious." The smirk that appeared on Malfoy's face, almost made him vomit. Both of them looked in his direction and he barely managed to move out of their sight behind a bookshelf. "Where do you want to go?" He heard Malfoy ask Hermione. "I'm hungry, how about dinner?" Hermione's sweet voice suggested.

He heard their footsteps and hid behind another bookshelf. They didn't even notice him as they passed the row that he was hiding in and left the library quickly, both innocently smiling at one another. He wondered if Madam Pince heard Malfoy's moans and groans, but the way she just smiled at the couple and went back to reading her book again, indicated that she hadn't heard anything. He sighed, this just wasn't his day.

To be continued…

A/N: So, that was chapter 9! How was it? I have been working on this chapter for a long time, so please tell me what you guys think. Also big thanks to StarrCrystal for giving me the idea about the oral sex. Of course I came up with the all the setting there, but she was the one who practically implanted that idea in my brain, so THANK YOU! And If I made you wait so long then sorry once again! Also, that goes for all my readers and reviewers! Okey, you know what to do! R&R ^_^

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