Chapter 9

In a white room , with bookshelves against the walls , where everything was very organized and just the bed was unmade , Harry was lying on top of this one , only wearing black boxers . The only noise there was the water running.

- Are you sure it's not a problem that we're here? - Draco's voice sounded from inside the bathroom.

- Yes. - Harry retorted . - I asked Hermione and she easily said it was fine.

- Okay . - The blonde boy spoke . Shortly after , he left the bathroom. His blond hair was wet , and he came out with a towel around his waist . Being followed by Harry's eyes , the boy sat on the edge of the other side of the bed, took out his towel and put in his boxers, then lying beside Harry . This one , after a few seconds , stood up.

- I almost forgot . – He spoke , grabbing some books that were on top of a table. - I was in the library looking for books these days, about the arranged marriages. I had to ask Hermione for help after some time, she thought it was strange but didn't ask anything . – He put down the books on the bed , in front of Draco , sitting again . The blonde boy sighed , closing his eyes .

- Harry ..

- Let's look for a solution for all of this.

- Harry! - Draco called again , gaining all the other boy's attention. - I already told you , there's no use. All these books , all that effort .

- How is there no use , Draco ? - Harry asked . – You're not expecting me to not help you, are you? Or that I'd just sit and watch you marry someone else, while I know there has to be a solution for it.

- There's no way , Harry ! Hear me , please. - The blonde boy said, loudly, sitting and grabbing the other for a moment . - My father went to make arrangements with Wizengamot , when they were planning this. By means of an arranged marriage , I have to marry a pureblood woman. And if I don't find one, within the time stipulated by them , then they themselves would suggest a pureblood for me to marry. It's done , there's no way to end this. I'll have to marry her ..

- No. - Harry said. - No, that can't be . I still know that there is a solution , even if it is hard, even if it is ..

- Even if there was , and there isn't, it would have to be my father to undo everything , and he would never agree to that. Please, I'm sorry .. - He tried to get closer to Harry , however , he didn't let him. He turned to the opposite side and laid down.

'Why is he giving up so fast?' , was what Harry thought , as a tear trickled down his cheeks , wetting the white pad .

Hermione spent several days thinking about what Blaise had told her about her life , about them and about Ron , and during that time she didn't even try to talk with either of them. After thinking that much about it , she had found an answer and had to give it.

It was the end of the afternoon. The sun was still shining , but the sky was definitely getting dark. The girl was sitting at one end of the stands , somewhat hidden . The Slytherin Quidditch team was finishing their practice, and Blaise was a member of the team, as Chaser . When they all came down and started walking to the locker room, Hermione followed.

They got in and closed the door , but not too far , she watched as the boys came out after some time. She decided to get closer. Arriving next to the brown wooden door, she put her hand on the doorknob and slowly opened it.

She looked inside , and entered , being now in front of a talk guy , who looked her up and down before moving her away with his hand , and get out. Who was now in front of her, even if a few feet away , was Blaise . He didn't have a shirt and looked at the girl with a raised eyebrow.

- Hermione ? What are you doing here? - Blaise asked with a smile on his face .

She didn't answer . With just three steps , she could grab him and fiercely kiss him. Both had a hand in one another's necks , wanting to be closer and closer, that now being impossible.

The boy bit her lower lip when Hermione began to undo his pants . Seconds later , these fell to his ankles and, not breaking the kiss , he took off his shoes with his feet , and soon after, his pants , kicking them away . Blaise pulled her sweater out, and both kissed again, as Hermione was undoing her own jeans and throwing them away.

The two were now in their underwear. Blaise's right hand caressed Hermione's torso. Then, he went down to her thigh , feeling a piece of fabric . So, he touched her over her panties. Hermione moaned softly , and instantly took her hand to his already hard cock, over the boxers .

- I was going to take a shower in my room but .. want to take here, with me ? - Blaise asked as she nodded . He grabbed her hand and pulled her to one of the showers . Their bodies were against one another again. The boy unhooked her bra and her breasts were now exposed. He sucked her nipples with desire. With a step back, Blaise put down the only piece of clothing he still had. In response , and with a smile and lustful look, she took out her panties too.

He put Hermione against the wall , to what she shivered a little, by the contact of her hot body with the cold. He picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist . Both moaned softly with the friction between his penis and her entrance. He turned the shower on and the hot water started to fall on them . Blaise continued to suck her nipples , alternating with kisses on her neck and earlobe , and bites on her lip as he continued to rub his cock in her entrance. After a few minutes , Hermione couldn't bear it anymore, no matter how good it was.

- Blaise, please. Put it in.

The boy obeyed and penetrated her in a strong, steady rhythm. Hermione moaned loudly along with him . Hermione's nails dug into Blaise's back , but he seemed to feel no pain, just the pleasure .

Shortly after , she decided to take the reins , jumping off his lap and leading him to lie on the floor . Then, she sat on top of his hard penis , able to start her own rhythm , supporting her hands on his chest . She moved on top of him with an almost staggering speed, so much was the desire .

- Oh , Hermione, yes. - He said, low , and with a shaky voice. He grabbed her waist tightly, to help the movement. The moans grew louder . Unconsciously with the pleasure, Hermione put her head back and closed her eyes , cumming . Below her, Blaise came inside, filling her with his sperm. Still with his penis inside her, she took her hands off his chest . They laughed .

The Slytherin grabbed her, turned and was now lying over her, in the middle of her open legs. He gave small kisses on her lips and her neck , still laughing . She smiled more than ever. It was, now, perfectly clear . Hermione had made her choice .