This chapter is more of a N-C17, if ya know what I mean. Have fun!

Chapter 8: To fuckin remember

Hermione apparated besides her bed in London. She felt anger towards herself for being such a fool but also towards Draco for having given her that look. He had never landed eyes on her this way since that night, in 6th year. Preparing for bed, she remembered.

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That October day, the slytherins seemed very happy but no one knew why. They spent the whole day harassing, threatening and insulting anybody who had the bad luck of crossing their way, or simply, their eyesight.

Hermione had done everything she could to avoid Malfoy and his little gang buy she had unfortunately found them over every corner she had turned. Bad luck was: Ron, Harry and her had been yelling at each other the previous day, something about her not being their mother nor teacher, to harass them with their homework all the time. So, she was alone in a cold with her two best friends of six years already. She had taken all of Malfoy's insults without showing any sign of weakness.

When in came to potions, the last period of the day, Hermione felt like tears would soon be coming. For the whole class, she couldn't concentrate and spoiled her potion. When Snape had called her in front to bring a sample of her potion he said: "Well,Well! Miss Granger. This is beyond the expectations I had of you. I always knew nothing good could come out of Gryffindor anyway. But perhaps if Miss Granger would give us the pleasure of her full presence and not let her mind run away over some boys (looking over to Harry and Ron) she could have made it. Ten points from Gryffindor." Snape finished, smiling with delight (if it could be called a smile; or did he even know the existence of the word?!)

Going back to her seat, a single tear rolled down her cheek, to her chin and down between her breasts. When she crossed Malfoy's freezing look:

"Oh, little mudblood freak is crying." Malfoy said with a fake expression of compassion as all the slytherins burst into laughter. " Take care everybody, crying mudbloods are poisonous, all their diseases can be transmitted by tears!" he continued, clearly amused by this sarcastic statments of his narcissic self he called humour.

That was just one too much. Hermione grabbed all her things and ran away in the direction of her dorm as the bell announcing the end of the day rang. Blinded by her tears, she ran into someone and excused herself, ready to start running again when a friendly hand stopped her.

That was Cho Chang. She was headgirl that year and she had always been really friendly to Hermione.

"What's wrong 'Mione? Why are all those tears blinding you enough to run into me?" she said in a motherly voice, leading to confidence.

"Oh Cho! I can't stand that bloody Malfoy anymore. He's been insulting me all day long but that was just too much!" Hermione said, her voice shaking because of the tears.

"Come on Hermione, you've got mascara all over the face. The prefect's bathroom isn't far, let's go in there and you can tell me about it and no one will hear."

She lead her to the bathroom and made sure no one was there before she sealed the door with a spell.

They sat down on a bench, side by side and Cho tenderly wiped the tears off Hermione's cheeks. She put an arm around her shoulders and listened to Hermione and tried to comfort her as good as she could. When Hermione had no more tears to cry, she felt soft lips brushing her cheek, like she'd been kissed by an angel. Hermione slowly raised her eyes from the ground and looked at Cho, confused. As an answer, Cho cupped her chin with both her hands and tenderly kissed Hermione. Closing her eyes, Hermione kissed her back and felt a tongue making its way through her lips and into her mouth. Cho's lips tasted like vanilla and, forgetting all her problems, Hermione started massaging Cho's tongue.

Putting her arms around Hermione's waist, she took her closer and instinctively, Hermione's arms found their way around Cho's neck. Their kiss deepened as they were exploring one another's mouth, tenderly.

Cho was the first to break the kiss. She looked deeply into Hermione's hazel eyes, waiting for a sing, telling her if she should of shouldn't continue what she had started. Hermione soon nodded and smiled as Cho bend down to lpace another kiss on her cheek.

Cho's hands made their way from Hermione's waist to her shoulders, gently brushing the fabric of her shirt. Passing on Hermione's breasts, Cho noticed her nipples were lit up and she smiled. Her hands reached Hermione's shoulders; she placed a small kiss on Hermione's lips as she started unbuttoning her shirt. She kept going, placing a soft kiss down Hermione's neck for each button untied. When none remained, Cho gently pushed Hermione's shirt down her shoulders and let it slip onto the floor. She took off Hermione's bra and dropped it near a toilet cabin. She kissed Hermione's clavicles and her kisses made their way between Hermione's breasts and down to her bellybutton. She had placed a soft kiss on every inch on her way down and licked Hermione's skin all the way back up the track she had just made.

With the tip of her fingers, she slowly brushed Hermione's skin down to her nipples, making little circles around them. Smiling, she took one of Hermione's nipples in her mouth, teasing it with the tip of her tongue and sucking it gently as she grabbed the other firmly. When she heard a little "mmmmmmmmmmm" coming from Hermione's throat, she released her breasts and blew a bit of air where her mouth had been that made Hermione's eyes close as shivers came down her spine. Hermione decided it would be better to lie on the floor before her knees to break down under her. As amazing as it was, the floor felt hot and comfortable and she felt Cho, lying on top of her, doing with her other breast what she had done with the first.

Cho took off her shirt and bra and let them slip to the floor before lying on Hermione, rubbing her breasts against hers. Hermione opened her eyes and took her hands on Cho's hips to take off her skirt as Cho did the same for her. Hungry to discover more, Hermione moved on the floor until her mouth was at the same level as Cho's little breasts. Hermione started to do to Cho what Cho had done to her, moments ago.

When she thought it had been enough, she replaced her hands on Cho's waist and pulled her up, for she was now eye level with Cho's white, lace bikini cut panties. Placing kisses on the edge of her panties, she suddenly grabbed them with her teeth and rushed to take them off. Cho suddenly turned to the "69" position as both kicked their shoes through the room. Both started a kissing blitz down the other's clit. Hermione opened Cho's vulva with two of her fingers to have a better look on the sensible spot. Touching it with her fingers, just to know what someone else's clit felt like, she smiled and started teasing it with the tip of her tongue. She rapidly heard "mmmings" coming from Cho as she sucked her clit harder and harder. Continuing her maneuver, she approached her hand and rubbed Cho's vulva with her fingers and suddenly slipped two of them into Cho that jumped a little in surprise. Hermione had never made love to a girl, neither to a men, but she was learning fast.

While Hermione had started her up and down movement in Cho, she, on the other side, was gently sucking Hermione's clit, also teasing it with the tip of her tongue. She heard a loud "AHHHHAHHHH", telling her Hermione had had a clitoridian orgasm, like herself, moments before. Still, Hermione hadn't stopped her up and down movement and, within seconds, Cho's back arched in pleasure as she ejaculated and moaned in delight (for your knowledge, yes, a girl can ejaculate. It's a sort of rare orgasm originating from the "g" spot.) She had never felt such a deep pleasure as no men had ever been able to do that before.

Contempted, she turned herself, grabbed her own breasts and rubbed them against Hermione's clit. Wanting to give Hermione just as much pleasure as she'd been granted with, she slipped two of her fingers in Hermione, keeping up with her clit with her thumb as she hungrily grabbed her butt with her free hand. Hermione surrounded Cho with her legs for her fingers to go deeper into her. Within minutes, Hermione's back arched as she experienced both vaginal and clitoridian orgasms at once. Cho could hardly take her fingers off of Hermione at that specific moment because Hermione's vaginal muscles were too tight on Cho's fingers.

When Hermione silenced, Cho knew her orgasms were over and started kissing Hermione on the stomach. Hermione seated, her legs still surrounding Cho. Wanting a last drop of pleasure, both girls arched their back backwards and started rubbing their clits together in a lateral movement, slow, then fast, then slow, then fast again, until they reached the sky in a same yell of deep pleasure and accomplishment.

Their hearts racing, their cheeks flushing and their foreheads soaking, they seated again, hugged each other, their breasts fitting perfectly side by side. In a thankful way, Cho licked Hermione's chin, up her lips and they finished their encounter by a passionate kiss, their tongues twirling around one another's in a last attempt to seal in their memories the profound pleasure they'd had together. No word had been said, just noises and looks said it all.

Back on their feet, they reached for their clothes and dressed back up. Hermione searched for her bra and forgot about it when she couldn't find it.

Having finished their business in the prefect's bathroom, the girls separated with a last kiss on the cheeks. Cho headed straight to the Great Hall for dinner as Hermione ran straight to her dorm to put on a new bra before running back down the Great Hall.

What had happened to Hermione's bra? Only one person knew: Draco Malfoy that had hidden behind the row of toilet cabins, having performed an invisibility and a silencing charm on him to follow Hermione. The bra had been dropped near him and he had grabbed it. That very simple bra, scented with Hermione's sugary smell would always remind him of what he had just witnessed, that little secret, he would keep for his lonely pleasures. From that moment on, he had never looked at either of them in the same way.

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What Hermione had seen tonight, the presence of Cho at the gathering, that look Draco had given her, it had brought back that painful yet sweet souvenir. Hermione felt confused, putting on her night gown and heading to the bathroom to take off her make-up. She was still really angry at Malfoy for having looked at her that way but had wettened between her legs at the thought of the affair she had had with Cho, the only time she had actually made love with someone within Hogwarts' eared stone walls (everything was known so freaking fast between these walls!). She had had several affairs with boys when she got out of Hogwarts but so far, none had come as near of total pleasure as her first time: Cho.

Heading to the kitchen to make some tea, she heard someone knocking on the door.

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