Down beside the Forbidden Forest a bored and grumpy Pansy stood magically
filing her nails. Silly Dracie, he should be here. Oh, well, I'm sure I can
get him to make up for it, Pansy smiled to herself as she pictured the
things she and Draco could do. She ran a hand down her smooth curves – boy,
did she know that she was hot…well, she thought she was anyway. She saw a
dark, tall and muscular figure strutting to wear she stood in her pink
dress. Draco ran up to her and embraced her in an intimate hug, leaving him
to glance over Pansy's shoulder trying to spot Hermione in her disguise. He
frowned as he looked around and saw nothing that had eyes. As he scanned
the forest edge he saw a tree wink at him. Malfoy did a double take and
mouthed to the tree, "Granger?" and he got a branchy thumbs up back. Shit,
she was mad. He had his little plan all worked out, although it was going
to be a bit embarrassing in front of Granger. He chose to ignore her little
green face and got to work.
He rubbed Pansy's back rhythmically and kissed her cheek. She smiled and attempted to hitch her skirt up even higher (god knows how it could get any higher!). Shit, no! Draco thought, but naturally he didn't actually say that. Instead he whispered in her ear, "Later Pansy. The best till last." He breathed a sigh of relief and got back to kissing her. He stiffened slightly as Pansy began peeling his shirt off but tried to just "go with the flow", even though it was becoming increasingly difficult when the Herm- tree was looking less green in the face and more red-tinged. The truth was that Hermione had never even kissed anyone for herself (I mean you have to feel sorry for her – her only choice was Ron!Harry is too besotted with Cho.)and felt very uncomfortable watching her enemy kissing some girl – and possibly more.
Over the next hour Hermione had to endure Draco and Pansy stripping down to their undies and kissing and moaning. She shuddered as she imagined what would happen if she waited too long. In fact, she was so busy shuddering and imagining she failed to see Draco giving his secret wink that meant that Pansy was defenceless enough for Herm-tree to waddle up and bonk her on the head with a rock or something. He had to cough very loudly and stamp his foot discreetly before he managed to get her attention, which had the effect of a deranged man with an itch trying desperately to stand still when he had an alligator in his pants. Naturally Pansy got slightly worried by this. But then she looked down at his muscular chest and – pouff – all was forgotten.
Hermione picked up a near by rock and slowly shifted forward hoping that her victim wouldn't notice. She stood over Pansy and raised her arms Horror Movie Style and even added the deranged look to her eye for effect. With a swift or at least as swift as you can be when you are wearing a plastic tree blow she brought the rock down and made a nasty clunking sound as Pansy was knocked unconscious.
Draco immediately jumped up from beneath the semi-naked girl and picked up his clothes. "Thanks. I didn't know how far I was going to have to go before you would whack her." He began pulling his trousers on. Draco smirked as he realised Hermione was looking slightly traumatised by the whole fiasco. "I…have…never…been…in…a…situation…like…that. I…hope…i…never…am…again." Hermione managed to choke out still in shock. Thoughts in her brain were jumbling around and ended up being pretty scrambled: Draco. Pansy. Clothes. Gone. Kissing. Doing…eugh.
She then ordered her brain cells back into…order and spoke to Draco, "Right, you take the legs I'll take the head. Got it?" Draco smiled and nodded. He picked up the legs and tried to ignore the view he got of Pansy and her panties. Now it was his turn to shudder and imagine. Together they teleported yes TELEPORTED – Lucius had persuaded his important friends to make a loophole for them back to the Malfoy Manor.
He rubbed Pansy's back rhythmically and kissed her cheek. She smiled and attempted to hitch her skirt up even higher (god knows how it could get any higher!). Shit, no! Draco thought, but naturally he didn't actually say that. Instead he whispered in her ear, "Later Pansy. The best till last." He breathed a sigh of relief and got back to kissing her. He stiffened slightly as Pansy began peeling his shirt off but tried to just "go with the flow", even though it was becoming increasingly difficult when the Herm- tree was looking less green in the face and more red-tinged. The truth was that Hermione had never even kissed anyone for herself (I mean you have to feel sorry for her – her only choice was Ron!Harry is too besotted with Cho.)and felt very uncomfortable watching her enemy kissing some girl – and possibly more.
Over the next hour Hermione had to endure Draco and Pansy stripping down to their undies and kissing and moaning. She shuddered as she imagined what would happen if she waited too long. In fact, she was so busy shuddering and imagining she failed to see Draco giving his secret wink that meant that Pansy was defenceless enough for Herm-tree to waddle up and bonk her on the head with a rock or something. He had to cough very loudly and stamp his foot discreetly before he managed to get her attention, which had the effect of a deranged man with an itch trying desperately to stand still when he had an alligator in his pants. Naturally Pansy got slightly worried by this. But then she looked down at his muscular chest and – pouff – all was forgotten.
Hermione picked up a near by rock and slowly shifted forward hoping that her victim wouldn't notice. She stood over Pansy and raised her arms Horror Movie Style and even added the deranged look to her eye for effect. With a swift or at least as swift as you can be when you are wearing a plastic tree blow she brought the rock down and made a nasty clunking sound as Pansy was knocked unconscious.
Draco immediately jumped up from beneath the semi-naked girl and picked up his clothes. "Thanks. I didn't know how far I was going to have to go before you would whack her." He began pulling his trousers on. Draco smirked as he realised Hermione was looking slightly traumatised by the whole fiasco. "I…have…never…been…in…a…situation…like…that. I…hope…i…never…am…again." Hermione managed to choke out still in shock. Thoughts in her brain were jumbling around and ended up being pretty scrambled: Draco. Pansy. Clothes. Gone. Kissing. Doing…eugh.
She then ordered her brain cells back into…order and spoke to Draco, "Right, you take the legs I'll take the head. Got it?" Draco smiled and nodded. He picked up the legs and tried to ignore the view he got of Pansy and her panties. Now it was his turn to shudder and imagine. Together they teleported yes TELEPORTED – Lucius had persuaded his important friends to make a loophole for them back to the Malfoy Manor.