The months went by, and the four friends were closer than ever, but no real romantic action had happened yet. Draco was too scared about all the baggage between his family and Ginny's and the memory of his personal attacks on her best friends and her brother. Ginny thought the new and improved Draco Malfoy was out of her league. Blaise thought Hermione probably considered him too much of a simpleton for her. And Hermione was enthralled with Blaise's free and open attitude, so different to hers, but she wasn't sure he would like her for more than a one-night kind of thing. Although right now, she just wanted a taste of the delicious Italian Slytherin.

One morning, the two Slytherins were going through their morning routine of making themselves look perfect before living the dungeons to escort the girls to breakfast. Draco stopped for a minute and after looking at himself in the mirror he sighed.

"This is a fucking waste of time."

"What is?" asked Blaise, still working on his tie.

"Me. Drooling like an idiot over Ginny and not fucking doing anything real about it. What kind of idiot spends hundreds of galleons on a girl and doesn't even get a kiss?"

Blaise looked at him, very serious

"The kind of idiot that falls for a very decent girl, like Ginny. She is not after your money; she couldn't care less. But she is after you. You are an idiot not because you bought her a Firebolt, but because you haven't kissed her yet. She knows you are stupidly rich, so a material gift from you is not as valuable as something intangible. Like your idiot's heart."

Draco glared at him

"And now you tell me all of this?"

Blaise lifted and dropped his hands in exasperation.

"I thought you could figure it out. Why else would you be having private tutoring sessions with her twice a week?"

Draco shrugged

"Because she asked me for help and she said twice a week was a good amount of tutoring."

Blaise bounced his head a few times against the full-size mirror.

"You two are idiots, you and Hermione. You think you are smart, but you are a couple of dum-dums. Me and Ginny, we planned this. Divide and conquer. If we got you to help Ginny and Hermione to help me twice a week we would have plenty of time to show you two morons how much we like you. But here we are, months after and we are all stuck. I guess we are the biggest group of idiots ever assembled.

They got involved in an argument about the idiocy of Blaise and Ginny's plan, and suddenly, it was too late for breakfast. The two boys ran out of the dungeons but they had to go straight to class. When they each went to their class they found their friends already partnered with someone else. The girls didn't show up at the Great Hall for lunch. The two boys were angry and confused but neither of them talked. The girls had asked the kitchen elves for some sandwiches and were eating under a warming charm by the lake. They felt like they had been stood up when they walked down the stairs and the boys were not there. They also knew there was no rule saying they had to be. But they felt left behind, so they had agreed to have lunch away from the hall, though neither of them admitted to their feelings or said anything about the Slytherins. It was a tacit agreement. They showed up for afternoon classes and sat together, waving to the boys like nothing happened, but didn't sit with them.

"Mate, we fucked up. We really fucked this up. We're fucked. We are so fucked. We are never gonna get them back," Draco said, in a panic.

Blaise slapped his forehead

"Ouch! What the fuck!"

"Calm the fuck down. We just need to fucking man up and make our intentions clear. After class we offer to walk them to dinner like everything is fine, then we do our library thing, but we get bolder. After homework, we figure out a way to split up and we let it all out. I'm sure I can lure Hermione to the Slytherin common room, she is too curious to not go. And you walk Ginny to the tower and freaking get yourself invited in!"

Draco had his head hanging, trying to steady his breathing.

"Ok, you are right. We can do this. Man up. We just need to man up."

Unbeknownst to all of them, two people were arriving at Hogwarts via floo, straight from the Ministry. Harry and Pansy had been assigned by Jones to go to Hogwarts and teach a short defense seminar. They had known for a week but they both agreed to not tell their friends. Pansy told Harry that Draco and Blaise though she was in some boring bureaucratic training, and she wanted to surprise them. Harry decided to surprise her friends too.

They arrived at Deputy Headmaster Flitwick's office, greeted the little professor and he showed them to the private quarters assigned for visitors. They would have a couple of hours to rest before being presented at dinner time. Turned out, they were a surprise for the whole school.

They arrived at the little common room and Flitwick pointed to the two bedrooms up a short staircase and gave them the password before leaving them to rest. They both smiled and walked into their respective rooms. Harry had undressed to his boxers and undershirt, but he was probably not going to be able to sleep, not with Pansy lying on a bed less than ten meters from him. Suddenly, he heard what to him was the song of a siren.

"Harry, come here, you have to see this!"

He jumped off the bed and ran to Pansy's room, not remembering that he was pretty much down to his underwear. She was standing by the window, wrapped in a thin silk robe that outlined every sinful curve of her body.

The open Scottish landscape was visible from here. The lake, Hogsmeade, mountains in the back. It was beautiful.

"We didn't have a view like this in the Slytherin dungeons. Was it like this from Gryffindor tower?" she asked, without looking at him yet.

"Not as magnificent. But it was quite nice."

She sighed. She was feeling a deep nostalgia. Nostalgia for what her years in this wonderful place could have been and she didn't appreciate because of her nasty attitude. She had fun and some good friends, but it could have been so much better.

"Have you ever seen something so beautiful?" she asked, finally turning her face to look at him.

"I am looking at it right now," he said, looking at her lips.

She looked into his green eyes and parted her lips in an invitation, and he accepted it. He covered her mouth with his in a sweet, slow kiss. She turned her body around to face him and wrapped her arms around his neck while he wrapped his around her waist. They kissed for a long time until he picked her up bridal style and laid her softly on the bed.

He took off his glasses and his t-shirt and climbed on the bed, holding himself on top of her. She was captivated by his gorgeous chest and abs, running her hands through them slowly, making him shiver. She wanted to feel his skin on hers, so she undid the tie of her robe. The silky fabric slowly slipped off her body, hypnotizing Harry, who was entranced by the gradual uncovering of her magnificent breasts. They were plump, with light caramel nipples that hardened when exposed. Harry lowered his lips to lick one of them, teasing it and getting it pebbled before capturing it in his mouth in a suckling motion that made Pansy arch her back and roll her head while a beautiful moan came out of her mouth. Harry wanted more. More delicious tastes, more delicious sounds. He repeated the process with her other breast and she entangled her hands in his hair, moaning his name and wrapping her legs around him. His cock was painfully hard but he wanted more, he had wanted her for months and pleasured her many times in his dreams. This was the real thing and he wanted to savor it. He made his way down, kissing her abdomen all the way to the thin lace knickers. He rubbed his face against them for a bit, and she opened herself more to allow it. Then he moved the soaked fabric to the side and licked the drenched slit. She arched her back again, desperate for more, calling his name louder. He continued his ministrations with his mouth while giving short squeezes to his cock with his hand to alleviate the desperate ache of it. He didn't have to wait long. When he inserted two fingers in her entrance and latched at her clit at the same time she came undone. Her walls clenched in waves and he let the heat and the wetness cover his face. When she finally came down from her high he pulled the lace panties off and took off his boxers before climbing on top of her. He kissed her deeply and she felt ravenous again when she tasted herself on him. She wrapped her legs around him and guided his cock to her entrance, then lifted her hips to impale herself on him. He gasped and let out a long, low growl. He felt like he was not going to last, so he tried to stay still for a minute, but she started a sinuous move of her hips.

"Pansy, wait, I'm not going to last."

"Let go, Harry, just let go, let me feel your desire."

He let himself enjoy what she was doing to him and soon he felt his cock tighten and pulse. Pansy was feeling so sensitive that she felt another small orgasmic wave wash over her, and her clenching made him pulse even longer. They laid there, in each other's arms, dozing off until Pansy's Tempus charm woke them up and they had to get ready for the feast.