Untold Desires
Elfman
Summary: Harry has just told Ron about Hermione and Draco, and Ron was not happy at all. And then soon afterwards, Harry and Ron come to realise there both gay.
Woooh, haven't updated in, cor, lets think, over a year. Just got tangled up with other things. Well I hope I can write this chapter, and keep the spark of my story going...enjoy.
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Chapter Seven: The Big Question
Harry woke up the next morning cold and drowsy. He got up and wiped the sleep out of his eyes. Then he realised that he was still in Ron's bed. Harry shot up quickly and peeked out the four-poster. Luckily no one was up. Harry scurried into his won bed and hid under the covers. That has been close. If he'd done anything else with Ron other than hug him, he wouldn't have got up for hours. Then he'd have been really screwed, especially if someone found out where he was.
Harry quickly changed clothes, and jumped out of bed, then made his way down to the main hall.
In his sleep, Ron leaned over and hugged his pillow, in the spot where Harry had been previously.
Far off in the boy's dormitories in the Slytherin dungeon, Draco was waking up. Last night had been FANTASTIC. She didn't look like it, but Hermione was the best kisser he knew. Her tongue went so far down his throat, he thought he might choke. And every now and again her hands worked there way down his trousers and teased at his boxers. 'MY GOD' he thought. All of that had worked up his appetite, he was hungry for her, and he felt a lust to just be with her. His head was spinning. No girl had done this to him before. He wanted more of her. And he could think of only one way to do that. Only one way to get end his thirst for her, but that would take some convincing. And as Draco walked up the steps to the main hall, he thought about how he was going to as her.
In the main hall both Draco and Harry walked past each other, and both were so lost in thought, and they didn't even snap at each other. Harry was too busy imagining Ron in pink lace boxers. And Draco was too busy imagining Hermione in absolutely nothing.
Over the next few days, snow fell over hogwarts, as Christmas approached. And also every relationship at hogwarts was steaming. Every single person at hogwarts seemed to of found someone they loved, but no one told each other about there own.
Dumbledore grinned as he walked around the castle watching young teens with there hands held close. He could feel the hormones raging, and it was a constant source of amusement for him.
Draco has started to slap Hermione's ass whenever she walked past him. And Harry and taken to tripping Ron over so he accidentally/on purposely landed in Harry's arms. And this happened to prove (not that anyone realised this) that most humans, even wizards, are incredibly stupid, as not a single person realised what was going on.
Draco sat at slytherin table. He watched the verbal ping pong games, and listened to the "I love you's" and the "no I love you more's" drifting through the air around him. He'd managed to keep his boredom to a minimum by imagining Hermione lying down on his bed, stroaking his pillow, and inviting him in. Thank-god for loose robes, they were very handy for concealing the excitement that seemed to dance around his legs.
That night Draco sent an owl to Hermione, inviting her to his dormitory. And Hermione sent one back saying
"I thought you'd never ask, I'll be there right away ;) Hermione"
Hermione managed to sneak out of the girls dormitories un-noticed, and she cautiously made her way up to the boys rooms. She tip-toed over to Harry's bed, and began shuffling through his trunk. But the invisibility cloak wasn't in there. Luckily quick thinking saved her from total panic. And she slowly eased Harry curtains open. She could see the cloak glinting in a corner. Obviously Harry slept naked she thought blushing, and she caught hold of the corner, and slipped it off gently. What Hermione has expected to see was a naked Harry, which would be a quick turn on before she met Draco, but what met her eyes was much different to what she expected.
There on the bed were Harry and Ron, sleeping next too each other, both with grins on there faces. All each boy had on was a pair of pyjama bottoms. And the thing that most made Hermione stair was that Ron's left hand was resting between Harry's legs. And even in the dark, Hermione could see Harry's sleeping excitement, pushing against his pyjamas legs.
Some woman would of run for it, and thrown up in a sink. But Hermione just grinned, and folded up the cloak, and she gently pulled the covers over the two sleeping boys.
Where is she, thought Draco. "Hurry up Hermione" Draco hissed. "Sorry to keep you waiting" whispered Hermione, making Draco jump. Draco turned quickly around, and found Hermione standing there taking off the cloak.
Draco grinned happily, Hermione was wearing a black silk dressing gown, and boy did it bring out her curves though Draco. All he could do was stop and stare at her. Every impulse in his body, willing him to jump on her, and explore every part of her soft skin.
Hermione could see the temptation dancing in his eyes, and she grinned slyly at the fact that she could drive him wild, just by turning up by his bed. Hermione knew Draco was too busy watching her too move, so she grabbed his shirt collar and tugged him down to his sheets.
Draco's eyes burst open, what is she doing, this cant happen, I'm always in charge, I'm always on top. But Draco couldn't help but melt and Hermione pushed her lips against his, and let her tongue dance playfully across his mouth. But soon Draco got to his sense, and he wrapped one arm around her waist, and leaned into the kiss. He used his free hand to pull off the dressing gown, leaving her in her underwear.
Hermione seemed to only just realise what she was doing, her instincts has taken over to quickly, she hadn't even known what had happened. She quickly slipped her tongue out, and bit gently on Draco's lip to get his attention.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Why? Want me to stop?" Said Draco, half playfully, but half concerned too.
Hermione thought. She'd always thought she might save this night for her wedding night, so she could wake up knowing that the person would still be there, asleep, and hers. But now all she wanted was to lose herself in Draco, wash away her old self, the self that liked books, and the self that would of cursed Malfoy for even trying this. So she simply answered
"No".
And Draco smiled, knowing tonight it was going to happen, there was no backing out now. And knowing if he didn't start now his boxers where going to burst off and fly out of the window. And he could tell Hermione was thinking about the same thing too. As he could see her nipples plainly through her bra, stood to attention, and waiting for him.
And Draco smiled again, pulling the covers over himself, and almost hurting his mouth with the strain of smiling so much.
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Oooooh, looking back over it, this has to be the most exciting chapter. But alas the sexy teases have to stop. Or this chapter goes past fluffiness. I'd do more, if ff hadn't removed the C-17 option, but what do you know. If someone wants to contact me, to help write the next chapter, which I'll host on my web-site for all C-17 lovers plz do. But until someone contacts me, I'll stick to the fluff for the next chapter. Hope you enjoyed my comeback to this story.
Remember to R&R
ElfMan
Summary: Harry has just told Ron about Hermione and Draco, and Ron was not happy at all. And then soon afterwards, Harry and Ron come to realise there both gay.
Woooh, haven't updated in, cor, lets think, over a year. Just got tangled up with other things. Well I hope I can write this chapter, and keep the spark of my story going...enjoy.
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Chapter Seven: The Big Question
Harry woke up the next morning cold and drowsy. He got up and wiped the sleep out of his eyes. Then he realised that he was still in Ron's bed. Harry shot up quickly and peeked out the four-poster. Luckily no one was up. Harry scurried into his won bed and hid under the covers. That has been close. If he'd done anything else with Ron other than hug him, he wouldn't have got up for hours. Then he'd have been really screwed, especially if someone found out where he was.
Harry quickly changed clothes, and jumped out of bed, then made his way down to the main hall.
In his sleep, Ron leaned over and hugged his pillow, in the spot where Harry had been previously.
Far off in the boy's dormitories in the Slytherin dungeon, Draco was waking up. Last night had been FANTASTIC. She didn't look like it, but Hermione was the best kisser he knew. Her tongue went so far down his throat, he thought he might choke. And every now and again her hands worked there way down his trousers and teased at his boxers. 'MY GOD' he thought. All of that had worked up his appetite, he was hungry for her, and he felt a lust to just be with her. His head was spinning. No girl had done this to him before. He wanted more of her. And he could think of only one way to do that. Only one way to get end his thirst for her, but that would take some convincing. And as Draco walked up the steps to the main hall, he thought about how he was going to as her.
In the main hall both Draco and Harry walked past each other, and both were so lost in thought, and they didn't even snap at each other. Harry was too busy imagining Ron in pink lace boxers. And Draco was too busy imagining Hermione in absolutely nothing.
Over the next few days, snow fell over hogwarts, as Christmas approached. And also every relationship at hogwarts was steaming. Every single person at hogwarts seemed to of found someone they loved, but no one told each other about there own.
Dumbledore grinned as he walked around the castle watching young teens with there hands held close. He could feel the hormones raging, and it was a constant source of amusement for him.
Draco has started to slap Hermione's ass whenever she walked past him. And Harry and taken to tripping Ron over so he accidentally/on purposely landed in Harry's arms. And this happened to prove (not that anyone realised this) that most humans, even wizards, are incredibly stupid, as not a single person realised what was going on.
Draco sat at slytherin table. He watched the verbal ping pong games, and listened to the "I love you's" and the "no I love you more's" drifting through the air around him. He'd managed to keep his boredom to a minimum by imagining Hermione lying down on his bed, stroaking his pillow, and inviting him in. Thank-god for loose robes, they were very handy for concealing the excitement that seemed to dance around his legs.
That night Draco sent an owl to Hermione, inviting her to his dormitory. And Hermione sent one back saying
"I thought you'd never ask, I'll be there right away ;) Hermione"
Hermione managed to sneak out of the girls dormitories un-noticed, and she cautiously made her way up to the boys rooms. She tip-toed over to Harry's bed, and began shuffling through his trunk. But the invisibility cloak wasn't in there. Luckily quick thinking saved her from total panic. And she slowly eased Harry curtains open. She could see the cloak glinting in a corner. Obviously Harry slept naked she thought blushing, and she caught hold of the corner, and slipped it off gently. What Hermione has expected to see was a naked Harry, which would be a quick turn on before she met Draco, but what met her eyes was much different to what she expected.
There on the bed were Harry and Ron, sleeping next too each other, both with grins on there faces. All each boy had on was a pair of pyjama bottoms. And the thing that most made Hermione stair was that Ron's left hand was resting between Harry's legs. And even in the dark, Hermione could see Harry's sleeping excitement, pushing against his pyjamas legs.
Some woman would of run for it, and thrown up in a sink. But Hermione just grinned, and folded up the cloak, and she gently pulled the covers over the two sleeping boys.
Where is she, thought Draco. "Hurry up Hermione" Draco hissed. "Sorry to keep you waiting" whispered Hermione, making Draco jump. Draco turned quickly around, and found Hermione standing there taking off the cloak.
Draco grinned happily, Hermione was wearing a black silk dressing gown, and boy did it bring out her curves though Draco. All he could do was stop and stare at her. Every impulse in his body, willing him to jump on her, and explore every part of her soft skin.
Hermione could see the temptation dancing in his eyes, and she grinned slyly at the fact that she could drive him wild, just by turning up by his bed. Hermione knew Draco was too busy watching her too move, so she grabbed his shirt collar and tugged him down to his sheets.
Draco's eyes burst open, what is she doing, this cant happen, I'm always in charge, I'm always on top. But Draco couldn't help but melt and Hermione pushed her lips against his, and let her tongue dance playfully across his mouth. But soon Draco got to his sense, and he wrapped one arm around her waist, and leaned into the kiss. He used his free hand to pull off the dressing gown, leaving her in her underwear.
Hermione seemed to only just realise what she was doing, her instincts has taken over to quickly, she hadn't even known what had happened. She quickly slipped her tongue out, and bit gently on Draco's lip to get his attention.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Why? Want me to stop?" Said Draco, half playfully, but half concerned too.
Hermione thought. She'd always thought she might save this night for her wedding night, so she could wake up knowing that the person would still be there, asleep, and hers. But now all she wanted was to lose herself in Draco, wash away her old self, the self that liked books, and the self that would of cursed Malfoy for even trying this. So she simply answered
"No".
And Draco smiled, knowing tonight it was going to happen, there was no backing out now. And knowing if he didn't start now his boxers where going to burst off and fly out of the window. And he could tell Hermione was thinking about the same thing too. As he could see her nipples plainly through her bra, stood to attention, and waiting for him.
And Draco smiled again, pulling the covers over himself, and almost hurting his mouth with the strain of smiling so much.
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Oooooh, looking back over it, this has to be the most exciting chapter. But alas the sexy teases have to stop. Or this chapter goes past fluffiness. I'd do more, if ff hadn't removed the C-17 option, but what do you know. If someone wants to contact me, to help write the next chapter, which I'll host on my web-site for all C-17 lovers plz do. But until someone contacts me, I'll stick to the fluff for the next chapter. Hope you enjoyed my comeback to this story.
Remember to R&R
ElfMan