Title: Closer
Rating: NC-17
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Chapter 2
Nobody Knows You Better

Hermione lay in her four-poster bed staring hopelessly above her. She could tell by the prominent snoring of the other girls that it was really late and that she herself should also be sleeping. She had tried to sleep with very little cooperation from her body. My mind spun so fast it almost made her dizzy. Her heart raced with anticipation for something she felt may never come to her. Her nether-regions ached for something that she could not give herself. Hermione rolled onto her side with her head propped up in her hand.

"Both of my best friends are males," she thought to herself. "How is it that neither of them had made a move on me yet? Is it that they do no find me attractive enough?" She pondered on that for a moment. She knew that Ron had always felt some form of affection towards her, but yet he had never shown, nor told her directly how he felt. But still sometimes she would catch him staring hazy eyed at her in Potions class, which always caused Snape to make a snide remark.

"Perhaps some of the boys find me too brainy? Oh that is clearly my problem… Boys this age do not want a girl they can have a civilized conversation with… they want someone who is willing to please them and be objectified…" Hermione had never once let a boy even outshine her in class… well, at least by using his own talents. How could she let a boy use her? Maybe he didn't have to use her… maybe she could find a boy who wanted everything from her, but gave some back in return. Shivers ran through Hermione's body as she thought about the thing a boy might do to her. Her hand slipped into her pajama top and her fingers circled around her stomach. She could feel her lower area becoming moist even at the thought of what a boy might do to her. Her hand slid further up her shirt towards her breasts. She looked down at herself.

"These aren't all that bad" Hermione thought to herself as her hands cupped her breasts. She pushed them together slightly to give the illusion that she had cleavage. "I can buy a better bra for that." Her hand then trailed down her body to her stomach again. She slid her hands around, feeling her own soft skin. "There is definitely nothing wrong with that," she thought. Her fingers ran along the top seam of her pajama pants. She felt a deep blush run over her face as she slowly slipped her hands into her bottoms. Her hands ran down her thighs and she rubbed them delicately. Hermione nodded to herself, as she knew there was nothing wrong with those either. Her one hand continued to rubbed her thigh, while the other ventured into the crevasse between her legs, which was now very slick and her fingers dipped in easily.

"I know there is nothing wrong with that" she whispered to herself. Hermione, feeling satisfied with her body, decided to satisfy another part of her. Her two fingers circled around her moist, dark area, while the other hand continued to massage her thigh. She sighed softly and quickened pace slightly, almost teasing herself. She proceeded to insert the tips of her two fingers into her tight opening. She positioned her hand so she was able to use her thumb to continue to massage her most sensitive part while probing her fingers shallowly into her own body. Her face was now hot with the blood pumping hard into her body. Her heart beat thundering in her ears and her body now desperate for the release she knew would come. Spasms graced her legs and a shudder enveloped her. She sighed softly but careful not to wake up the other girls. She removed her fingers from her opening and proceeded to circle her fingers around her spot, now swollen with desire. Hermione felt the incredible sensation growing larger and larger in her body and she knew she was close to orgasm. She bit her bottom lip and quickened her pace slightly, attempting to muffle her tiny cries of pleasure. The muscles in her arm began to ache as she reached her orgasm, but the hot feeling that flooded her and the sheer bliss that consumed her was enough for her to forget the pain. The room seemed to swallow her and nothing mattered for the moment of her orgasm. She continued to touch herself gently, feeling little earthquakes of delight pulsing through her and causing her to shake. When the good feeling appeared to subside she removed her hands from her pajamas and rolled onto her side and closed her eyes.

"Oh Fred…" She whispered to herself before drifting off into a most complete state of slumber.

"Oh Hermione?" Pansy squealed as she reeled away from him with a disgusted look on her face.

Draco looked stunned for a moment at what he had let slip from his lips, but he quickly decided it was best that he play this little slip up casually.

"Pansy you git, I used her name in contempt. I was thinking of you the whole time baby" he smiled, crawling over the bed to where Pansy was now huddled up.

Pansy eyed him for a moment, her brain deciding whether to believe him or not. But in the end she decided that since he had never lied to her before, she must believe him.

"Just… don't say her name again when we're together, please?" she said as she blushed and felt bad for accusing him.

Draco smiled and nodded at her, then gestured with his hand that she could leave. As soon as the door shut behind the bottom he had just assaulted Draco propped his hands behind his head and whispered, "Oh Hermione, you sly vixen."

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