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A/N: Thank you all so much for your reviews, they were all so encouraging. Well, here's the next chap.
WARNINGS: Contains slash. If you don't like it, don't read it!
Chapter 2: Silken Sheets And Bad Tempered Italians
Hermione hadn't an inkling of how Draco had turned her into a mindless slut in less than five seconds but she was pretty sure she knew why he did it. She knew that she had been flustered over the whole Parvati/Blaise thing and she knew that it had shown. When she had entered that common room, heat was radiating from her. This might have been what had given her away but Hermione knew better.
About a week after school started, Hermione was starting to get frustrated. This was about the point when she started having a crush on Blaise (though she still wouldn't admit it). As Draco's best friend, Blaise would hang out around the head common room a lot, enabling Hermione to get to know him better. They had talked a bit but never too much because Draco was always right by his side insulting Hermione. Everytime this happened, Blaise would apologize for his friends behavior which would cause Draco to yell at him to leave and then mumble about guests giving him lessons on manners.
Hermione saw Blaise very little after so many of these instances but it seemed like every moment they spent apart, the tension to see him again was mounting. This was not the kind of tension you get when you have not seen a best friend in a very long time and are desperately awaiting their arrival. No, this tension was the kind that caused Hermione to relieve herself of her ache every night in her bed. She had never touched herself before in such a private way but she needed touch desperately and no one else could do it for her. Of course, she did wish that it was Blaise's hands bringing her to her peak and not her own.
While doing such daring acts, Hermione was very careful to not let Draco in on what she was up to. She didn't want to think of what he would do if he found out that the head girl and the top student in the entire school no less, masturbated. His reaction would be even more fatal had he known that it was his best friend she was masturbating to. She made sure to only do this long after Draco had gone to sleep. She also locked the door to her dorm securely and put silencing charms on every inch of it. She thought that she was safe from prying eyes, but apparently she was wrong.
On Halloween night, Hermione had just gotten back from the feast. She spent the whole of it staring at Blaise, waiting for it to be over. She needed to get back to her room and relieve herself from the pain. She was so caught up in these thought that she didn't even think to lock the door or to put up the silencing spells. She just rushed into her room, without a second thought, she rushed into her room, slammed the door shut and hopped onto her bed. Within seconds, her pants were down, her fingers inside herself, panting and sweating.
Only about 10 minutes into her little session, her door opened to reveal the shocked pale face of Draco Malfoy. Hermione was so stunned that she did not have time to explain herself or even pull her pants up before he walked over to the bed. "Looks like the head girl is in dire need of something that no one is willing to give to her," he whispered on her ear as he situated himself on the bed next to her. She motioned to pull her pants back up, blushing furiously but he caught her hand before she could do so.
His hand was now very close to her private area, still resting on hers. He seemed to come to himself and removed his hand. He got up of the bed and moved to the floor. He bent down right in between her spread legs. She watched as he devoured her pink folds with his eyes. He bent even closer to her and breathed in deep. Hermione felt his hot breath on her pussy. He smirked up at her, realizing the effect he was having. "Nice view, Granger," he said, still smirking. He got up and walked toward the door. "I just came up to ask you why you weren't out patrolling with me as we have duty," he said. He took one last look at her dripping pussy, winked and left, leaving Hermione the most embarrassed and aroused than she had ever been in her life.
If she had to think of the most outrageous reaction Malfoy would have had to seeing her in this venerable position, that would not have been it. First, she would have expected him to be disgusted at seeing her touching herself and second, she would have thought that he would definitely use this against. She thought he would taunt her and never let her live it down. But no, he hadn't done any of those things. He actually seemed to enjoy the situation. He had actually smelled her! And liked it! Hermione didn't know how she smelled down there but she was positive that it couldn't be anything good.
After that night, she was positively terrified of who he would tell and when he would do it. He seemed to be enjoying her constant state of nervousness and this power that he held over her.
When she had walked into her, he asked her if she was sexually frustrated, probably just another pun in his never ending game. Then, he must have cast some sort of spell on her, without her noticing. He probably wanted to show everyone that she was really as randy as he said she was because no one would have believed him about her exploits on Halloween, not even the Slytherins.
But, there was a problem in this theory. Draco had no idea that Hermione was going out that night. he probably figured that after dinner, she would have gone to bed. if he had hexed her somehow, he must have done it with the intention of getting her horny in the common room -- with only him there. Was he hoping that she would wank again and he could take pictures or something or was he hoping that she would have sex with him? She dismissed this last thought fairly quickly, saying that it was impossible that rich, snobby, pure blood Draco Malfoy could ever want someone like her. But, Hermione was very disturbed to realize that the thought of shagging Malfoy didn't disgust her one bit.
She tried to put this out of her mind as she walked closer to the head dorms. He had tried to put her into a submissive position and ruined two of her best friendships all in one night and she was going to make sure that he paid dearly for it. She knew that Harry and Ginny would never forgive her for leading them on and then leading like that but there was still a chance of redemption if she got Malfoy to admit what he had done to her.
When she reached the portrait of a dark skinned centaur that faintly reminded her of Blaise, she said the password "Unity" and entered. There was no one there. the green and scarlet couch and tow gold and silver chairs were empty as were the tables reserved for homework. Hermione figured that Draco had gone up to bed early. She usually didn't like to disturb people when they were sleeping but the circumstances were different. He had gone into her room without knocking and look where it had landed her. She mustered up all her courage and ascended the spiral staircase leading up to their dorms.
When she got to the door, she opened it and a stunning sight met her eyes. There, in Draco's large satin sheeted bed, was the hottest sight that Hermione had ever laid eyes on. Draco was completely naked and had his head thrown back in what was unmistakable pleasure, his silvery-blonde locks falling into his lust-filled eyes. But Draco was not alone. There, covering Draco's length with his mouth was none other than Blaise Zabini.
Draco saw her there and looked up. he did not seem perturbed in the least that she was watching them. He smirked at her as he was being sucked off. He licked his lips seductively and she almost came in her knickers. Draco then came for real. he arched his back and let out a small moan that sounded absolutely heavenly. He put his hand on Blaise's hair and pushed down as though to urge him further in his blowing.
As Draco came down from his mind-blowing orgasm, Blaise lifted himself from Draco's spent cock. Draco lifted his chin for a heated kiss in which he spent extra time licking his own cum off the Italian boy's face. As they kissed, Hermione felt the urge to leave -- and to join them. She didn't know what to do. The when they broke apart, Blaise turned in her direction. It looked as though he had not known she was there.
"Hermione," he said. His red lips were swollen, his eyes darkened in lust. His erection was sticking out at her and she looked at it instead of his beautiful face. 'His penis was even larger than Harry's', she thought with wonder. He saw where she was looking and quickly covered himself with the nearest silk sheet from Draco's bed. "Don't cover up, Blaise," Draco said, still panting. "She's not as innocent as you think."
Blaise raised his eyebrows at this comment and turned his head to face Hermione again. "I...erm...I--," Hermione stuttered before Draco cut her off "I caught the little Mudblood wanking last week and she hasn't been able to look at me since." All of a sudden, at hearing Draco call her by that horrible name he so often used, she came to her senses. She made to leave but Blaise called her back "Hermione," he said again in that seductive voice. He stood up, wrapping the sheet around the lower half of his body and ties it tight. He was drawing closer to her. "Don't mind the prat," he said softly. They were so close that his lips were almost touching hers. She gasped as his lips came cascading down upon hers in the same sort of kiss that he had given Draco just seconds before. She could taste Draco in the other boy's mouth and thought that he tasted rather good.
Blaise, she could tell, was a highly skilled kisser. He gently caressed her lips with his. He then nibble on her bottom lips, touching the top with his tongue, politely asking permission to enter the depths of her mouth. She opened her mouth slightly in response, feeling giddy as Blaise slid his hot tongue into her mouth. she opened her eyes and saw Draco sitting on the bed watching them. Then, Hermione remembered why she was here.
She unattached her lips from Blaise's, looking apologetically at the ruffled looking boy before rounding on Draco. "You did something to me," she said. "No, I don't believe I did but I would like to," he said, smiling at her. "You know what I mean, Draco!" His smile got wider as he said "You should say my name more often, Granger. it sounds sexy when you say it." Hermione blushed furiously. "Shut up, Malfoy!" she said emphasizing the last word and cursing herself for her mistake.
"What's this about him doing something to you, Hermione?" Blaise asked, now glaring at Draco. Hermione now turned around to face the Italian that she had just snogged. "He put some sort of spell on me to make me...well," she trailed off. "To make you what?" Blaise said, sounding angry that Draco had done something to her. "Horny," Hermione mumbled. "What, i didn't hear that, Granger. Speak up!" "I said HORNY," she practically screamed, feeling quite embarrassed. "And did it work?" Draco asked, his smirk back in place at her outburst. Blaise turned to Draco, looking furious. "So you did do something to her?" Blaise asked, his teeth gritted in anger. "Just having a little fun, Blaise," Draco commented. "Yeah, well your little bit of fun just ruined my friendship with Harry AND Ginny!" Hermione said suddenly.
Draco looked affronted and curious at the same time. "How so, Granger?" he asked her, his eyes narrowing. "I almost shagged Harry, Ginny, and Lavender in the common room," Hermione mumbled. "If Potter EVER touches you --" "You don't own her, Draco. Besides, you caused it to happen in the first place! Why would you do something like that?" Blaise said. Hermione looked at him. Blaise, the one of the hottest guys in the school and a Slytherin to boot was actually standing up for her. "I'll admit that i was trying to get her into bed," Draco mumbled, a slight pink tinge crossing his cheeks. "How dare you," shouted Blaise. "What's the big deal, Blaise? You never had a problem with that sort of thing before," Draco stated. "Yeah, well this is different," he said. "And you know that." "Oh I didn't know you were serious when you said you actually LOVED the little Mudblood," Draco said.
Hermione was stunned by this statement. Blaise LOVED her? He barely even knew her. This whole situation was staring to scare her. She slowly backed out of the room while the two boys that had just been shagging were now arguing.
She slipped back into her room and locked the door. She had no idea what to think. The girl that had just yesterday been obsessed with books and studying and would never in a million year join the 'wild side' had now made out with four different people and almost shagged three of them! She needed time to think and wanted to be left alone. the thing that most kept her in contemplation was the fact the Blaise loved her. She didn't know how it was possible, but she thought she might just love him back.
With all these complicated thought dancing around her head, she drifted into an uneasy sleep.
A/N: Please review and tell me what you think!