Hermione finally woke up in her own bed. She patted down her body. Comfortable yoga pants: check. A loose fitting Gryffindor jersey: check. The empty bottle of Lust potion: check. She sighed contently and rubbed the back of her neck. She groaned loudly.
'Ok, let's get the facts straight. Let's make a list off all the ones that fantasized about me and what happened in these fantasies. Maybe then it'll make some sense…'
Hermione crawled out of bed and grabbed a few pieces of parchment and her favourite quill.
'Ok Hermione just think. There were a few surprises but also a few good ones… Ok Hermione get your head in it. Just start writing.'
'Well the first one was Harry as a professor. Well that was an unexpected surprise. He was very passionate.'
While she was writing a few details behind Harry's name, a faint blush spread on her cheeks.
'Ok stop it! Let's continue writing.'
After a while her list was complete. After each name there were a few details describing the fantasy.
- Harry: professor, dominating, still very sweet
- George: quidditch uniform
- Fred: intelligent and oh so sexy
- Draco: dominating and rude
- Neville: exhibitionist and outdoors
- Goyle: loving and sweet
- Daphne: library and very sexy
- Bill and Fleur: threesome centred around Fleur
- Dean: artistic, very sensual
- Oliver: adventurous, with a broom
- Percy: study session, love on the table
- Charlie: at the dragon reserve, very rough
- Ginny: a girl's night after everyone left, very loving and tender
- Lee: in the radio studio in between shows
- Theo: rough, in the dungeons
- Blaise: on the Italian beach, at midnight
- Snape: surprisingly tender and loving…
- Lucius: a pregnant kink
- Remus and Sirius: threesome, centred around me
Hermione sighed and rubbed her face.
'What the hell am I going to do now?' She hugged her knees.
There was a pounding noise on her door. "Mione, are you ok?" Harry called out.
Hermione was freaking out. "Euhm yeah sure! Don't come in here Harry!"
Hermione paced along her room. 'How could she face all of the people that fantasized about her? I mean really.'
'Well they don't know you know they fantasize about you… You can use it to prank people.'
Hermione sighed. 'I'm not that mean.'
But the little voice in the back of her head was convincing her to have some fun. She looked at the list again. Well there were a few fantasies she really liked namely Fred and Harry and Neville. She blushes. She needed a plan if she really wanted to go through with this.
The fact that Ron hadn't fantasized about her, did sting a little. But she didn't need him. There were more handsome men who really liked her. She would show them just how sexy she could be.