Draco was a tiger in the bedroom, well when he wanted to be.
Charisma was too, so it was one big, exciting massacre.
It was so rough and bump, that it is hard to detail.
If there were windows in the room, it would've had at least ten layers of
fog on it.
You could've boiled an egg in there!
As they lay there motionless, Charisma started Humming. As Malfoy recognised the song, he sang the first bit.
"You ain't gotta say too much,
From the look in your eyes,
I can tell you wanna fuck" Charisma smiled.
"And you ain't gotta call me ya boo,
Just as bad as you wanna fuck,
I wanna fuck you" They sung the chorus again and finished. Malfoy pounced on top of Charisma and they started again. They had done it so many times they were losing count. "Oh, oh" moaned Charisma. "Draco." Malfoy thrusted. "Oo, There!" Malfoy moaned at Charisma's pleasure. "Ah, Ah, Ah..." In, out, in, out.... Not like when Malfoy was doing Hermione, this had something to it. Charisma screamed as she had an orgasm, which didn't take long when she was with Malfoy. Malfoy took himself up and the two cuddled together. "Do you like 504 boys?" asked Charisma snuggling into Malfoy. "Really only that song," smiled Draco and kissed her head. "Seeing we're doing the talking bit, where would you put me on a scale from 1 - 10?" asked Charisma, mischievously. "Hmm... 1?" Charisma hit him. "No, um...You'd be infinite, that's the best fuck I've ever had!" "Better than Samantha?" Charisma ran her fingers down Draco's muscular chest as she spoke. "Way," Draco and Charisma embraced into a passionate kiss. "Anyway, aren't you scared someone's gonna come up here and hear the noise?" "No silly," giggled Charisma as she got the cherries and chocolate-dipped strawberries from the hidden fridge. "The walls are absolutely sound proof," Charisma seductively ate one of her cherries, and placed the bowl on the bed. She then went and got 2 shot glasses, and filled them with "Wizard's Orgasm." "To us?" she toasted. "To us" the two toasted their glasses and drank.
'Dear Draco, What's going on? Ever since the night we slept together, you've barely spoken to me. Have I done something wrong? Aren't I good enough? Please write back, Love Hermione' Hermione slipped her letter into Malfoy's robe, as he walked past. When she was alone she went to find Charisma.
Hermione found Charisma in the library looking at "Witches Dirrty Lingerie." It was a catalogue of sassy lingerie. As Hermione approached Charisma she circled a pair of hot pink bra and undies. "Umm..Charisma, can I talk to you?" "Yeah, whatever" Charisma kept flicking through her book. "Umm...In private. Girl to Girl" Hermione had a quaver in her voice. Charisma looked up and closed her book with a twinkle in her eyes. "Yeah?" Hermione leaned forward and whispered into Charisma's ear, "I slept with Malfoy." Charisma smiled and as she faced Hermione she went serious, "And?" "And he hasn't talked or anything to me since." Charisma acted shocked. "Well have you spoken to him?" "No way!" Hermione shook her head. "Written a letter?" "I slipped one into his pocket today" "Well now we wait," Charisma shifted in her chair. "Does it mean I'm bad at it?" worried Hermione. Charisma smirked. "No, it's just guys. Did *you* like it?" "Oh Charisma," said Hermione dreamily, "It was great! I wanna do it again and again and again!" Charisma nearly burst out into laughing fits, "Then do it!" "I can't Charisma" Hermione looked at her feet. Charisma waved her wand over her catalogue and chanted *"Duplicaro!"* Suddenly there was an exact copy of Charisma's magazine. She handed Hermione the catalogue. "Try this!"
Hermione was stunned at the clothing she was seeing. She'd never wear this, well maybe once.
That night, Charisma went looking for Malfoy, she found him outside. "Hey" she smiled. "Hey" this wasn't going anywhere. "Did you get a letter today?" "What?" Malfoy was confused. Charisma got close to him and slid her hand down...into his pocket. Malfoy thought it was something else, and was shocked that's all she was doing. "This, my dear, is a letter from our little Hermione" "Oh, I didn't even notice" "Well, guys usually don't!" Charisma opened the note and read it out aloud. "Yeah, she was right on the money, she wasn't good enough, she was horrible!" Malfoy spat on the grass. "Well, she wants more," Charisma leaned forward and place her hand on Malfoy's leg. "Oh, no... Please don't make me Charisma" pleaded Malfoy; he didn't want to go through it again. "Oh come on Draco, for me" Charisma kissed him and Malfoy knew he couldn't let her down. "Oh OK. But I'm doing this for you. The snake doesn't even want it and that means something's wrong" "Does the snake want it now, from me?" asked Charisma cheekily. "The snake wants it from you 24/7" informed Malfoy. "Well Mr. Snake" said Charisma to Malfoy's pants. "Until you get Hermione going, I'm off limits!" Charisma got up and started to leave. "But Charisma!" called Malfoy. Charisma waved her hand in the air, as if to say 'whatever,' and went into the castle.
"Charisma" Harry jumped off his chair kissed Charisma as she entered the room. "Where have you been?" "Oh just for a walk" "Aren't you cold?" worried Harry. "Don't worry about it" smiled Charisma, "It's not that cold out anyway." "Oh, Hey Charisma" Ron was walking down the stairs, from the boys bedroom. "Hey Ron" "Hey Ron" echoed Harry. "Have any of you two seen Hermione?" asked Ron. "No," Harry and Charisma shook their heads. "Can I tell you both something?" asked Ron getting closer to them and whispering. "Yeah" "It's a secret OK?" Harry and Charisma nodded and the three were all close together. "I like Hermione" "Yeah Ron," smiled Harry "We all do." "No, Harry. More than a friend." "Oh" Charisma pretended that she was shocked but was also cool about it. But actually Charisma was jumping up and down in her skin thinking 'this is even better than my plan.' Harry was shocked, "but Ron, when? Why now?" "I've liked her for ages" said Ron, "But I've been to shy to tell anyone" "Well, have you told *her* Ron?" asked Harry. "No" Ron shook his head. "Well, you should do that" said Harry. "Not necessarily, Harry" informed Charisma. "You might scare her off! You have to play it hard-to-get some chicks love that stuff. And seeing's that she likes Malfoy, well that's what she wants" "Ugh.." said Ron, "Don't say that, how she can like Malfoy is besides me" Charisma was boiling up inside, 'how could he say that about her man?' "Why don't you take her to the Qudditch match this weekend? We could double date" smiled Harry. "Double date?" asked Charisma. "Yeah, well sorry to spring this on you now, I wanted to wait for the right moment, but I have tickets to the Quidditch match on the weekend. And I was gonna see if you wanted to come with me...I have VIP seats" "Oh Harry" cried Charisma and gave him a big hug. "I'd love to!" "I should be able to get 2 more tickets for you and Hermione" said Harry happily. "Cool" shrugged Ron and he went to his room to think.
"You're here still?" teased Charisma as she approached Malfoy, who was sitting on the bench. "It's getting late Malfoy, you should be in bed by now" Charisma imitated a teacher. "Hmm...I'm thinking of what I'm going to do about Hermione" Malfoy looked up at the stars. "Well, think no more!" Charisma stood up in triumph and then sat back down again. "I'm listening" said Malfoy. "Well, Ron likes Hermione. Sooooo Harry and I (cough, cough) are going to try to set them up this weekend at the Quidditch match we're going to" "Keep going" Malfoy shifted in his chair. "And...you're going to be in the VIP section as well, watching the game. And tempting Hermione to sleep with you again..." Charisma looked at Malfoy and continued. "Anyway when she goes to the Bathroom, you're going to follow her, take her away, fuck her, bring her back all glowing to finish watching the match...Another success, another triumph, and breaking up the fantastic trio" Charisma pretend to cry. "Good plan, is it going to work though?" Malfoy was a bit worried, he'd have to fight Harry and Ron. He knew he could take them one on one, but two on one would be a bit harder. "Of course, I'll set all the pins up, and you just have to knock them down" Charisma kissed Malfoy long and hard. "Tomorrow when I wink at you, go and ask her if she wants to go out Saturday night, she'll have plans of course, but that's part of the plan. Oh and you might wanna have some excuse for not writing back to her. Ciao!"
"Oh My Gosh Hermione, guess what?" Hermione just arrived at the breakfast table when Harry started talking to her. "What?" she asked. "I have 4 tickets to the Quidditch game on Saturday night, and one is for you" "Oh wow! Thanks Harry." "No problem. And they're VIP. There's only one thing...Someone's going to have to sit on their own." "Oh, I will" volunteered Charisma. "How far away from you guys is it?" "Oh just a couple of rows" said Harry. "Yeah, that's fine." Charisma winked at Harry, to let him know that as long as Hermione and Ron were together that it didn't matter. "What seat am I in?" "FF6" read Harry from the ticket. "Cool" Charisma smiled and then excused herself from the table.
"So, did you get a ticket?" Charisma asked Malfoy. "Yep, FF7" "Oh my god!" cried Charisma. "Is something wrong Miss Cruise?" asked Snape. "Oh, sorry Professor." Charisma turned to Malfoy and whispered, "You're gonna be next to me!" "Cool, do I get something when we're there?" "We'll see," smiled Charisma. "Oh, when you're ready you can ask her if she wants to go out on Saturday" "OK" smiled Malfoy and turned his attention to his cauldron.
"Umm...Hermione" Malfoy approached Hermione in the library. "Malfoy" said Hermione stunned. Malfoy smiled, "Urgh...Do you want to go out with me on Saturday night?" "I'd love to" cried Hermione. "Oh, I can't. I'm going out with Harry, Ron and Charisma to the Quidditch" "Oh really?" asked Malfoy. "I'm going there too. Maybe we should meet up or something" "Yeah we should do that" smiled Hermione. "Umm... Why didn't you reply to my letter?" "Oh, I'm so sorry. I've just been really busy lately." "Oh that's OK. So I'm not bad or anything?" "No Hermione, you were actually quite good. Now I have to go now" with that Malfoy left and went outside. "Fuck! I need to wash my mouth out with soap for saying that." "Now, now Draco. It's all for a good cause." Smiled Charisma. Malfoy went up to kiss her. "No way" Charisma shook her head. "You ain't kissing me, straight after what you said." "But..." "Shh...."Charisma put her finger on Malfoy's soft, warm lips. "No buts allowed."
"Charisma" shrieked Hermione as she saw Charisma at dinner. "I need your help" "Yeah," Charisma didn't want to hear Hermione's shit. She had things to do. "Oh Charisma, Draco's going to be at the Quidditch game and wants to meet up" whispered Hermione. "Oh wow!" faked Charisma. "I need you to help pick some clothes and some stuff from that magazine" "Oh OK, after dinner all right?" The boys arrived at the table. "OK!"
As they lay there motionless, Charisma started Humming. As Malfoy recognised the song, he sang the first bit.
"You ain't gotta say too much,
From the look in your eyes,
I can tell you wanna fuck" Charisma smiled.
"And you ain't gotta call me ya boo,
Just as bad as you wanna fuck,
I wanna fuck you" They sung the chorus again and finished. Malfoy pounced on top of Charisma and they started again. They had done it so many times they were losing count. "Oh, oh" moaned Charisma. "Draco." Malfoy thrusted. "Oo, There!" Malfoy moaned at Charisma's pleasure. "Ah, Ah, Ah..." In, out, in, out.... Not like when Malfoy was doing Hermione, this had something to it. Charisma screamed as she had an orgasm, which didn't take long when she was with Malfoy. Malfoy took himself up and the two cuddled together. "Do you like 504 boys?" asked Charisma snuggling into Malfoy. "Really only that song," smiled Draco and kissed her head. "Seeing we're doing the talking bit, where would you put me on a scale from 1 - 10?" asked Charisma, mischievously. "Hmm... 1?" Charisma hit him. "No, um...You'd be infinite, that's the best fuck I've ever had!" "Better than Samantha?" Charisma ran her fingers down Draco's muscular chest as she spoke. "Way," Draco and Charisma embraced into a passionate kiss. "Anyway, aren't you scared someone's gonna come up here and hear the noise?" "No silly," giggled Charisma as she got the cherries and chocolate-dipped strawberries from the hidden fridge. "The walls are absolutely sound proof," Charisma seductively ate one of her cherries, and placed the bowl on the bed. She then went and got 2 shot glasses, and filled them with "Wizard's Orgasm." "To us?" she toasted. "To us" the two toasted their glasses and drank.
'Dear Draco, What's going on? Ever since the night we slept together, you've barely spoken to me. Have I done something wrong? Aren't I good enough? Please write back, Love Hermione' Hermione slipped her letter into Malfoy's robe, as he walked past. When she was alone she went to find Charisma.
Hermione found Charisma in the library looking at "Witches Dirrty Lingerie." It was a catalogue of sassy lingerie. As Hermione approached Charisma she circled a pair of hot pink bra and undies. "Umm..Charisma, can I talk to you?" "Yeah, whatever" Charisma kept flicking through her book. "Umm...In private. Girl to Girl" Hermione had a quaver in her voice. Charisma looked up and closed her book with a twinkle in her eyes. "Yeah?" Hermione leaned forward and whispered into Charisma's ear, "I slept with Malfoy." Charisma smiled and as she faced Hermione she went serious, "And?" "And he hasn't talked or anything to me since." Charisma acted shocked. "Well have you spoken to him?" "No way!" Hermione shook her head. "Written a letter?" "I slipped one into his pocket today" "Well now we wait," Charisma shifted in her chair. "Does it mean I'm bad at it?" worried Hermione. Charisma smirked. "No, it's just guys. Did *you* like it?" "Oh Charisma," said Hermione dreamily, "It was great! I wanna do it again and again and again!" Charisma nearly burst out into laughing fits, "Then do it!" "I can't Charisma" Hermione looked at her feet. Charisma waved her wand over her catalogue and chanted *"Duplicaro!"* Suddenly there was an exact copy of Charisma's magazine. She handed Hermione the catalogue. "Try this!"
Hermione was stunned at the clothing she was seeing. She'd never wear this, well maybe once.
That night, Charisma went looking for Malfoy, she found him outside. "Hey" she smiled. "Hey" this wasn't going anywhere. "Did you get a letter today?" "What?" Malfoy was confused. Charisma got close to him and slid her hand down...into his pocket. Malfoy thought it was something else, and was shocked that's all she was doing. "This, my dear, is a letter from our little Hermione" "Oh, I didn't even notice" "Well, guys usually don't!" Charisma opened the note and read it out aloud. "Yeah, she was right on the money, she wasn't good enough, she was horrible!" Malfoy spat on the grass. "Well, she wants more," Charisma leaned forward and place her hand on Malfoy's leg. "Oh, no... Please don't make me Charisma" pleaded Malfoy; he didn't want to go through it again. "Oh come on Draco, for me" Charisma kissed him and Malfoy knew he couldn't let her down. "Oh OK. But I'm doing this for you. The snake doesn't even want it and that means something's wrong" "Does the snake want it now, from me?" asked Charisma cheekily. "The snake wants it from you 24/7" informed Malfoy. "Well Mr. Snake" said Charisma to Malfoy's pants. "Until you get Hermione going, I'm off limits!" Charisma got up and started to leave. "But Charisma!" called Malfoy. Charisma waved her hand in the air, as if to say 'whatever,' and went into the castle.
"Charisma" Harry jumped off his chair kissed Charisma as she entered the room. "Where have you been?" "Oh just for a walk" "Aren't you cold?" worried Harry. "Don't worry about it" smiled Charisma, "It's not that cold out anyway." "Oh, Hey Charisma" Ron was walking down the stairs, from the boys bedroom. "Hey Ron" "Hey Ron" echoed Harry. "Have any of you two seen Hermione?" asked Ron. "No," Harry and Charisma shook their heads. "Can I tell you both something?" asked Ron getting closer to them and whispering. "Yeah" "It's a secret OK?" Harry and Charisma nodded and the three were all close together. "I like Hermione" "Yeah Ron," smiled Harry "We all do." "No, Harry. More than a friend." "Oh" Charisma pretended that she was shocked but was also cool about it. But actually Charisma was jumping up and down in her skin thinking 'this is even better than my plan.' Harry was shocked, "but Ron, when? Why now?" "I've liked her for ages" said Ron, "But I've been to shy to tell anyone" "Well, have you told *her* Ron?" asked Harry. "No" Ron shook his head. "Well, you should do that" said Harry. "Not necessarily, Harry" informed Charisma. "You might scare her off! You have to play it hard-to-get some chicks love that stuff. And seeing's that she likes Malfoy, well that's what she wants" "Ugh.." said Ron, "Don't say that, how she can like Malfoy is besides me" Charisma was boiling up inside, 'how could he say that about her man?' "Why don't you take her to the Qudditch match this weekend? We could double date" smiled Harry. "Double date?" asked Charisma. "Yeah, well sorry to spring this on you now, I wanted to wait for the right moment, but I have tickets to the Quidditch match on the weekend. And I was gonna see if you wanted to come with me...I have VIP seats" "Oh Harry" cried Charisma and gave him a big hug. "I'd love to!" "I should be able to get 2 more tickets for you and Hermione" said Harry happily. "Cool" shrugged Ron and he went to his room to think.
"You're here still?" teased Charisma as she approached Malfoy, who was sitting on the bench. "It's getting late Malfoy, you should be in bed by now" Charisma imitated a teacher. "Hmm...I'm thinking of what I'm going to do about Hermione" Malfoy looked up at the stars. "Well, think no more!" Charisma stood up in triumph and then sat back down again. "I'm listening" said Malfoy. "Well, Ron likes Hermione. Sooooo Harry and I (cough, cough) are going to try to set them up this weekend at the Quidditch match we're going to" "Keep going" Malfoy shifted in his chair. "And...you're going to be in the VIP section as well, watching the game. And tempting Hermione to sleep with you again..." Charisma looked at Malfoy and continued. "Anyway when she goes to the Bathroom, you're going to follow her, take her away, fuck her, bring her back all glowing to finish watching the match...Another success, another triumph, and breaking up the fantastic trio" Charisma pretend to cry. "Good plan, is it going to work though?" Malfoy was a bit worried, he'd have to fight Harry and Ron. He knew he could take them one on one, but two on one would be a bit harder. "Of course, I'll set all the pins up, and you just have to knock them down" Charisma kissed Malfoy long and hard. "Tomorrow when I wink at you, go and ask her if she wants to go out Saturday night, she'll have plans of course, but that's part of the plan. Oh and you might wanna have some excuse for not writing back to her. Ciao!"
"Oh My Gosh Hermione, guess what?" Hermione just arrived at the breakfast table when Harry started talking to her. "What?" she asked. "I have 4 tickets to the Quidditch game on Saturday night, and one is for you" "Oh wow! Thanks Harry." "No problem. And they're VIP. There's only one thing...Someone's going to have to sit on their own." "Oh, I will" volunteered Charisma. "How far away from you guys is it?" "Oh just a couple of rows" said Harry. "Yeah, that's fine." Charisma winked at Harry, to let him know that as long as Hermione and Ron were together that it didn't matter. "What seat am I in?" "FF6" read Harry from the ticket. "Cool" Charisma smiled and then excused herself from the table.
"So, did you get a ticket?" Charisma asked Malfoy. "Yep, FF7" "Oh my god!" cried Charisma. "Is something wrong Miss Cruise?" asked Snape. "Oh, sorry Professor." Charisma turned to Malfoy and whispered, "You're gonna be next to me!" "Cool, do I get something when we're there?" "We'll see," smiled Charisma. "Oh, when you're ready you can ask her if she wants to go out on Saturday" "OK" smiled Malfoy and turned his attention to his cauldron.
"Umm...Hermione" Malfoy approached Hermione in the library. "Malfoy" said Hermione stunned. Malfoy smiled, "Urgh...Do you want to go out with me on Saturday night?" "I'd love to" cried Hermione. "Oh, I can't. I'm going out with Harry, Ron and Charisma to the Quidditch" "Oh really?" asked Malfoy. "I'm going there too. Maybe we should meet up or something" "Yeah we should do that" smiled Hermione. "Umm... Why didn't you reply to my letter?" "Oh, I'm so sorry. I've just been really busy lately." "Oh that's OK. So I'm not bad or anything?" "No Hermione, you were actually quite good. Now I have to go now" with that Malfoy left and went outside. "Fuck! I need to wash my mouth out with soap for saying that." "Now, now Draco. It's all for a good cause." Smiled Charisma. Malfoy went up to kiss her. "No way" Charisma shook her head. "You ain't kissing me, straight after what you said." "But..." "Shh...."Charisma put her finger on Malfoy's soft, warm lips. "No buts allowed."
"Charisma" shrieked Hermione as she saw Charisma at dinner. "I need your help" "Yeah," Charisma didn't want to hear Hermione's shit. She had things to do. "Oh Charisma, Draco's going to be at the Quidditch game and wants to meet up" whispered Hermione. "Oh wow!" faked Charisma. "I need you to help pick some clothes and some stuff from that magazine" "Oh OK, after dinner all right?" The boys arrived at the table. "OK!"