I am sorry this is so late. I had an exam this morning and hadn't managed to finish it beforehand. As always betalove to Nantai On another note: I am again and again astonished about how popular this fic is. The number of subscriptions, kudos, follows and favs is surprising. Thank you so much! I would just want to ask you if you could leave reviews as well. It would mean the world to me even if it was just a smilie or something like that.
Blaise slammed his door after him and Draco raised an eyebrow at the very uncharacteristic behaviour of his flatmate.
"Do you want coffee?" he hold up the pot with the fresh coffee he had just made for him to see.
When Blaise muttered something incoherent, Draco put the pot down and walked over to the couch where the other sat down after turning on their Playstation.
"What's wrong?" he asked. When Blaise still didn't react, he moved to stand between him and the TV, forcing Blaise to acknowledge him. "Was it your date?"
"Get lost, Malfoy."
"Talk to me," Draco crossed his arms, doing his best impression of his father's stare. Unfortunately, Blaise knew him far too long to be fazed by it.
"Get. Lost," Blaise repeated, his eyes flashing dangerously as he gripped the controller in his hands so hard that Draco was surprised the thing didn't break.
"It was your date. What happened?" Draco ignored all the warning sings, knowing that Blaise never got physical if he could avoid it. He was mostly talk and nothing else, but that was enough to scare most people off thanks to his height.
"You happened," Blaise grit his teeth and threw the controller carelessly on the seat next to him. "The girl I met turned out to be Astoria."
Draco's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Tori? In the group? You are joking."
"I wish," Blaise sounded more defeated than anything now. "It was kinda fine till she started talking about you. Not in the sense that she would take you back, hell no. But being compared to your best friend is a no-go. Even though I look stellar next to you, I had to tell her off. Thing was just plain weird and I seriously don't need Daph to hate us both."
Draco ran his hand through his hair, not being able to really process that Astoria took him as a measuring tool for her dates. Him of all people.
"What's her name in the group?" he walked over and sat down next to Blaise.
"JustaWitch."
Draco stood up again, somewhat restless, and went to get his coffee. It was probably lukewarm by now but he didn't care.
"Speaking of women, what happened with Granger yesterday? Theo texted me that I should talk to you about it. I assume he is trying to avoid an uncomfortable conversation about feelings and for once, I can't blame him."
Draco froze at Blaise's words, his cup halfway to his mouth. "Nothing."
"It was not nothing. She screamed at you."
Even though Draco's back was to Blaise, he knew that his friend was watching him closely.
"I overstepped."
"And that weird stalking before Construction Law was your fucked up attempt to apologize." It wasn't a question.
Draco took a deep breath and suddenly the coffee in his hand didn't seem appealing at all. He poured the contents of the mug into the sink.
"Why did you want to apologize?"
Draco put down the now empty mug carefully, knowing that he would slam it against the counter otherwise and turned around. Blaise was now leaning against the sofa, his arms crossed and his mismatched eyes firmly on Draco.
"Because I was, am, sorry." Draco ran a hand through his hair, feeling exhausted all of a sudden. "I think I'll skip Administrative Law. I am not feeling well."
He didn't wait for an answer and disappeared into his room.
Hermione was relieved when Malfoy didn't show up for Administrative Law and couldn't believe her luck when he didn't turn up the whole day.
Instead, she had received photos of several drawings and paintings from the Prince, which had improved her mood even more.
He had been spamming her and the group the whole day for some obscure reason, but she didn't really complain.
Hermione put her bag on her chair and sat down on her bed, crossing her legs, and pulled out her phone to finally reply.
THEPrinceCharming: picture send
THEPrinceCharming: picture send
THEPrinceCharming: I draw stuff like this. People, landscapes, surreal stuff, everything.
THEPrinceCharming: picture send
THEPrinceCharming: picture send
THEPrinceCharming: How are you anyway? Better than yesterday?
Persephone: Those are amazing! You really have talent!
Persephone: Definitely. The reason why I was in a bad mood wasn't around.
Persephone: How about you?
She closed the private chat and did something she hadn't done since the first day: opened the group chat. She had been asking herself what exactly people talked about in such a chat all the time and had decided to find out.
Persephone: hello
Casssanova: Hey Persephone. Finally decided to join the party?
KittyCat123: That really looks good! Do they have them in another colour too? I would like pink Batmaaaaaan
KittyCat123: Persephone. Hi
Datassismine007: Looking at the collection, we really have spend way too much money on toys #totallyworthit
Hermione raised an eyebrow and scrolled upwards to the picture Batman had send. She let out a quiet "oh". She wasn't sure what half of those things were but she could distinguish several paddles, crops, ropes and bonds. That was indeed quite an impressive collection
Persephone: Casssanova Yes, sorry. I was busy
Casssanova: Oooh! Did the Prince teach you naughty stuff?
Hermione gaped at her phone in horror. Had the Prince been telling others about what they had done? She opened the conversation with him again to give him a piece of mind, but several messages were already waiting for her.
THEPrinceCharming: Better too. But I might have a cold. That's at least what my headache suggests.
THEPrinceCharming: Cass and I live together and he looked over my shoulder once and saw your name
THEPrinceCharming: I swear he doesn't know what we are writing about and certainly not about the first evening
THEPrinceCharming: If he did both of us wouldn't hear the end of that
Not knowing what to reply to that, Hermione checked the group chat again to give herself a moment to contemplate her answer.
Red: nosy as ever, aren't we? Casssanova
justaWitch: he is just poking around in other people's love lives because his own is that pathetic
THEPrinceCharming: shut up Casssanova
THEPrinceCharming: Persephone I AM SO SORRY
Cassanova: You are so mean :((
justaWitch: back to the topic: so which shops are the best in terms of both quality & price?
Batmaaaaaan: Fire has definitely the best prices.
Datassismine007: but you should check amazon too
Datassismine007: sometimes they have the same things for less money
Datassismine007: But that really depends on a lot of things like the constellation of planets, the colour of your pants and if there had been a rainbow in your city in the past 24h
A message appeared on top of Hermione's screen and she sighed, when she saw the Prince's name.
THEPrinceCharming: Are you angry at me? I would understand, but I would prefer if you told me
Persephone: no. I am not
Persephone: Even though I would greatly appreciate it if you made sure that it won't happen again.
THEPrinceCharming: I do. He hasn't even gotten a glimpse of my screen since then.
Persephone: ok
Draco marched into Blaise's room.
"Was that necessary?!" he asked, glaring holes into him but Blaise didn't even look up from his phone.
"She is pissed at me!" Draco continued.
Blaise rolled his eyes and put his phone down. "She'll get over it. It's not like I read anything. You are super secretive about it anyway and to be honest I don't even care what you two get up to. Unless she send you some pictures. I would be glad to take a look at those."
Draco turned on his heel, slamming Blaise's door after him. Sometimes he wasn't really sure how they had become best friends considering Blaise's extraordinary ability to push his buttons. The only people better at it than him were Granger and Potter, but that was a different matter.
Thinking about it, he didn't even know why exactly he was so angry. Sure, he hated when people meddled with his life but this was certainly nothing that important and even his headache didn't present an adequate reason for his behaviour.
Draco ran a hand over his face. He really needed to get laid. That would help him to get his anger under control. Unfortunately, finding a suitable partner wasn't easy.
THEPrinceCharming: want to talk about something? bc I seriously need a distraction or I'll kiss Cass
THEPrinceCharming: I meant kill. Fuck autocorrect
THEPrinceCharming: It's weird that it changed kill to kiss - I certainly use kill more
THEprinceCharming: please ignore the last message
Persephone: I would say that's concerning, but I can understand the sentiment.
Persephone: I have to deal with some people that test my patience on a daily basis too
Persephone: Anyway, random question that popped up in my head when you said kiss Cass. Have you kissed someone of the same sex before? It's something I have been thinking about these past years a lot but have never discussed with anyone
Persephone: I mean, I am into guys for sure, but girls are so pretty and I feel like everyone at university has done it at some point
Draco had to reread the messages about three times to be sure he wasn't hallucinating. For one, he was positively surprised that she wasn't angry at him. And if she was, she wasn't showing it. And of course, the subject of those messages.
THEPrinceCharming: I am pretty sure everyone at university has - be it in a game of gay chicken or because of curiosity
THEPrinceCharming: and before you say gay chicken is homophobic - I know. One of my best friends is gay and I hate it when people play it, but unfortunately it's true. If my parents - or his - knew about us kissing boys we would be disowned
THEPrinceCharming: but to answer your question: yep, I have kissed boys. When one of your mates comes out you start questioning stuff
THEPrinceCharming: but I am pretty sure I am heterosexual
Persephone: are you talking about Cass?
Persephone: and that's horrific! Parents who would disown their children because of such things should be ashamed of themselves! Homosexuality is completely natural!
Draco smiled at her outrage at his and Theo's behalf. Unfortunately, it didn't change the situation and Theo would have to continue his life as a closeted gay until he was either independent or his father passed away. While Draco didn't wish for the older Nott to pass away as Theo loved his father, he was sure it would improve Theo's life nevertheless.
Theo suffered under his father's extreme expectations the same way Draco suffered under the expectations from his father.
They resulted in him feeling like he was not good enough and a failure and a rather lacking self-confidence he tried to mask with snark, arrogance and his overall unpleasant attitude to everyone who wasn't his friend and mostly to the one person who reminded him of this every single day - Granger.
THEPrinceCharming: It is. But some conservative families only care about heirs and values that are out since 1875.
THEPrinceCharming: And no, I am not talking about Cass. He is a different matter. But if you want to know more you have to ask him him yourself. I am not going to gossip about my friend (too much)
THEPrinceCharming: But back to the topic: if you want to try it, do it. Self-discovery is important and there isn't a better time for that than university. But refrain from fucking dead pigs or something - that could destroy your future career.
THEPrinceCharming: And no, I don't want to put lgtbq+ issues on the same level as fucking a pig. I am just quoting a friend
THEPrinceCharming: That was a stupid thing to say. I am way too used to making jabs at political figures
Draco cringed at his own words. He hated that he said and wrote things before he thought about them, but it was hard to unlearn the behaviour he had cultivated during his childhood and teenage years where being mean and an arse had been cool in his opinion and that of his peers.
Persephone: it really was a stupid thing to say
Persephone: and maybe you should get new friends if they say things like that
THEPrinceCharming: while they aren't always the brightest in the room, I still like them. despite their prejudices so no
Persephone: your choice
Persephone: how was your day anyway? You didn't answer because of Cass
THEPrinceCharming: boring as hell. I am sure you noticed as I terrorized both you and the group with messages
Persephone: I have noticed. I am sure there isn't a single person in that group who hasn't
THEPrinceCharming: Wanna do something against that boredom? ;)
Draco hold his breath as he waited for an answer. He knew that it was a risky move as he had said very weird things during the day, constantly irritating Persephone but he wanted to release some steam and it was more fun with another person - even if they were on the opposite side of a screen.
Persephone: if you promise to think about what you say in the future
THEPrinceCharming: Of course!
The promise was easy to make, but it was hard to say if he would manage to keep it. He had tried to change his speech and vocabulary a few years prior after a certain incident and it had taken him months to eradicate a single damn slur. Habits die hard and all that.
Hermione couldn't believe she was doing this. Again. And after the questionable things he had said! Sure, he had apologized but that didn't mean it was okay.
But a girl had needs and Hermione would use him for her own pleasure - it was okay, right?
She bit her lip and glanced down at her phone. She hated to be this conflicted about this, but she hadn't had sex in ages as she really sucked at picking up guys, mostly because she became really grumpy because of the behaviour of the drunks at the various parties her friends had dragged her to, and didn't want to get any of the numerous dating apps.
Hermione took a deep breath and set to type. "I knock on your door," she wrote but instead of pressing send, she deleted it. "I am waiting for you;" she tried again but deleted it as well.
She ran her free hand over her face, sure that she was red as a tomato by now. She felt so awkward.
Persephone: I wish I could feel you inside me
Hermione closed her eyes, waiting for the response. She had learned the last time that she would relax along the way, but the beginning was hard to write.
THEPrinceCharming: I wish I was there with you. But I would make you wait.
THEPrinceCharming: I want to tease you until you beg for me because you can't take it any longer
THEPrinceCharming: I would give you the best orgasm of your life if you held on
Hermione slipped her hand into her pants and started massaging soft circles around her clit, typing with the other hand in the meantime. She had contemplated to use the voice option so her hands were free, but she knew it would mess up some things and send the wrong words.
Persephone: Tell me what you want to do to me
THEPrinceCharming: I want to tie you up. Your hands behind your back so I can bend you over my desk
THEPrinceCharming: Your legs spread so I can admire you
THEPrinceCharming: I want to tell you how much I enjoy looking at you when you are like this
THEPrinceCharming: Just for me
Hermione bit her lip, imagining herself displayed to the man. Had it been anything but her imagination, she would have felt self-conscious, but this was for her and she was enjoying it.
Persephone: I wriggle against the desk, desperate for any contact.
THEPrinceCharming: I sink on my knees behind you and put a hand on your lover back to stop you from moving.
THEPrinceCharming: I lick my lips, barely able to contain myself as I long to finally taste you.
THEPrinceCharming: I run my tongue over your wet slit, one time and a then a second
Hermione couldn't help but to moan at that image, her fingers sliding over her outer lips.
Persephone: I moan. I wish I could run my hands through your hair, but the ropes around my arms make me unable to move
THEPrinceCharming: I squeeze your arse and leap on your pussy, devouring you, pulling away abruptly when you are close
Hermione waited for him to continue, replaying the images in her head. It was hot, but it sucked to have to respond if you were so passive. While she enjoyed his words, it was hard to find some action to describe. If it was up to her, she would only read his words and play around with them in her mind.
Her phone vibrated again and Hermione was pulled out from her thoughts. She really hated that sometimes she couldn't turn her head off during sex - or in this case sexting. It was annoying.
THEPrinceCharming: I have a surprise for you. I take a candle and pour hot wax on your back
Hermione closed her eyes, trying to imagine it but she would have to experience it if she really wanted to know how it felt. But she definitely liked the idea and noted it down as something she would try.
Persephone: I hiss at the sensation, arching my back and my arse rubs against you. I feel your erection in your trousers and moan in desperation
THEPrinceCharming: I chuckle and run down your spine with an ice cube, alternating the sensations between hot and cold
Persephone: I whimper under your touch. Sweet torture. My senses are alert and I want nothing more than to feel you. Please, Sir
Hermione was close. The ideas the Prince was giving her were driving her crazy, but she wanted to wait till he allowed her to come. It had brought her immense satisfaction the last time. She slipped yet another finger into her vagina, rubbing her palm against her clit in the process in an attempt to keep herself at the edge but to not stumble over. It was hard and frustrating but also incredibly hot.
THEPrinceCharming: I smile at your words and kiss your shoulder. You've been a good girl. I don't hesitate and get rid of my clothes.
THEPrinceCharming: I thrust into you and start to pound immediately. You are so wet for me that I don't have to wait. I reach down and pinch your clit. You are allowed to come
Hermione moaned, rubbing her clit. It didn't take long and a tingling feeling spread in her stomach and she fell over the edge. Waiting for his approval had been definitely worth it.
Persephone: I moan and my walls clench over you in sweet release. Thank you, Sir
THEPrinceCharming: I thrust into you a few more times and pull out shortly before my release, covering your back and arse with cum. It creates a beautiful picture together with the wax
Hermione put her phone away and went to wash her hands. Getting her own juices all over her things wouldn't do. When she returned, another message from the Prince was waiting for her.
THEPrinceCharming: I really enjoy this. Is this going to be a regular thing or not? I am asking now because I don't want to pressure you into anything later.
Hermione tilted her head in contemplation. She would lie if she said that she didn't enjoy it, even though she had questioned her sanity the morning after they had tried sexting the first time. It was a hard decision, but if Hermione was honest with herself she wanted to continue. It was fun, it was nice and it was so easy. She couldn't get pregnant and didn't have to throw herself at random guys. She didn't know who the Prince was and he didn't know who she was, what meant that it would never get more complicated. All in all a win-win situation.
Persephone: We can make it a regular thing. But don't forget to think about what you say before you say it
THEPrinceCharming: I will do my best!
THEPrinceCharming: What are you going to do now? Sleep? Watch TV? Something else?
Persephone: Read a book. You?
THEPrinceCharming: Same. What are you reading?
Persephone: Cicero's speeches. Currently Ad Milone
THEPrinceCharming: Seriously?! I finished that a few weeks ago!
Hermione was gaping at her phone. There was seriously somebody else her age who read Cicero in his free time? Where was he hiding and why hadn't she found him before?
She had started it because it made sense to her to learn about the beginnings of law and Cicero was considered to have the best rhetorics. She had soon learned that he had a good style and his humor made it an enjoyable read.
THEPrinceCharming: I still think it is funny how Cicero probably never held Ad Milone and it is one of his most famous speeches
Persephone: I can't blame him. They all had decided Milo was guilty beforehand
THEPrinceCharming: Didn't Milo thank Cicero at some point for getting him banished?
Hermione squeaked in joy. Finally somebody who was able to hold his own against her!
I am looking for an ALPHA and a second BETA reader.
The ALPHA reader should know how British universities work. I want to get their timetables as accurate as possible.
It would be really great if somebody could help me out.