Hermione's Secret
(Warnings: This fan fic will deal with homosexuality, hetero, and a few other things, it will be heavily descriptive becos that's the way I like it ok? Good on with the story.)
(((Chapter 4 – Quiditch)))
I made it to practice just in time to here Ron
"I looked everywhere for her Harry she's not around" Ron said as he got ready to mount his broom
"Yes I am!" I said as I sauntered out like the queen of Sheba. "Why did you wait for little old me?" I asked trying to be as cute and sweet as possible
"Yeah we did Mione, Now hurry up before I start calling you Hermy" Harry threatened as he mounted his own broom and whizzed into the sky
I quickly changed into my robes out and raced out into the field
"Harry can you come here I need to ask you something?" I asked as I watched Harry talking to Ginny and Neville who were sitting in the stands watching the practice.
"On my way Mione" He said having obviously gotten over my tardiness
As soon as he was close enough I got really close so no one could see much of anything and grabbed his cock "Now Harry I hold in my hands something that I'm quite sure neither you nor Draco wants to lose so while you're here I just thought I would remind you that no one calls me Hermy!"
Except for George I thought as I let go of poor Harry's manhood "We good know?" I asked
"Yep, no doubt about it!" Harry said as he sped off as quickly as he could.
The rest of practice went really well until the end when Ron cornered me and asked me where I had gone.
"Where were you Mione, I went to the library so we could walk to practice together but you weren't there" Ron asked as he gazed longingly into my eyes, waiting for me to answer.
"Ron, can I talk to you?" I said as I led him off to the side where the rest of the team couldn't interfere. "Look Ron, I like you hell I love you and Harry like you were my brothers but, I'm just not in love with you and I don't want this to ruin our friendship so I think we should stop seeing each other.
"But Mione, we've been through so much I mean…" His voice dropped to a whisper "we were each others first" he said trying not to sound hurt
"I know but I need you as my friend too much to screw it up with shagging and snogging." I said
"But…"
"I'm sorry Ron." I said as I kissed him on the cheek and went into the girls lockers.
Author's Note: I think I may do a few chapters in Harry's POV or maybe Neville's tell me what you think so far of the story! )