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Chapter 10: Quidditch Try-Outs, Draco, and a…Interesting Detention
The weekend came around quicker than Hermione had anticipated. It was Saturday, and she had been practically bullied into going and sitting in the stands to watch the first Quidditch training session of the school year. Today, team try-outs were taking place and Ron thought he had a pretty good chance this year. Hermione wanted to support him as much as she possibly could.
At the moment, things weren't looking good. Harry was Quidditch captain and it looked like the only people who were even listening to him were Ron and Ginny. The rest seemed to be more interested in larking about and hitting each other with the wood of their brooms like Neanderthals.
"Shut up or no one makes the team" Harry yelled at the group.
The entire try-out group paused as they acknowledged Harry's words and immediately stared at him.
"What you gonna do about it Potter?" One boy from the year below challenged him in a cocky tone.
"If you don't start listening to me, none of you will be accepted into the team and I know that some of you are hoping for Quidditch credits for your futures. All you have to do is listen for a few minutes and then we will be playing" Harry stated firmly.
"You can't do that Potter!" Another voice exclaimed.
"As captain, I have the power to refuse people onto the team if I believe that their behaviour, or mannerism, towards me, or other teammates, may be harmful. And by not listening to me, you miss out on all health and safety instructions, which you will have a minor written quiz on before you are fully accepted onto the team" Harry said.
"This is sport not a theory lesson. Why will we have to do a test?" One girl pouted from the back of the group.
"You will all have to pass the health and safety test so that you can prove that you are aware of the risks and hazards of the sport. No different to someone working with food having to pass a hygiene quiz or a teacher having to pass basic medical training" Harry said.
There were multiple groans but at least they were listening now.
Harry went through all the boring stuff such as health and safety, and rules. Then, after about ten minutes of instruction, and Harry explaining what he was going to be doing for the duration of the session, the try-outs began.
"Right you lot, let's play Quidditch!" Harry exclaimed.
There were cheers and shouts of joy as everyone mounted their brooms and ascended to the correct positions on the field that they were trying out for. Ron immediately headed to defend one of the goals as Cormac headed to defend the other goal.
The try-outs started and Ron was keeping his eye on the ball, watching as it made its way towards him. Ron swerved to stop the Quaffle going through one of the three hoops he was defending, and he nearly lost his balance in the process. He had managed to save the goal but if Ron was being perfectly honest, he was a nervous wreck. He could feel his arms and legs going to jelly as it was, and he was trying to maintain his concentration.
Hermione noticed Ron's distress and was worried that he was going to faint and fall off his broom. She thought quickly and muttered a charm that would keep him calm, relaxed, and his mind clear so that he could concentrate.
On the pitch, Ron felt a slight warmth tingle over his body and at first, he thought he was going numb however, the feeling subsided and he was left feeling calm and focused. With this encouragement, he got his head in the game.
After the try-out session ended, Hermione stood up from her seat in the stand and made her way back towards the castle. She could hear Harry speaking as she walked away.
"That was fantastic all of you. Congratulations to everyone that was a really good session. I have made notes and have watched you all equally in today's session. I will post who has made the team in the Gryffindor common room by Wednesday evening and we will begin official practises next Saturday" Harry informed them all.
Hermione smiled at Harry's leadership skills, it was a shame that he sometimes floundered in leadership in real world situations. Hermione allowed her thoughts to run wild as she headed towards her favourite, secret study room. She had promised a couple of hours with Draco.
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Upon entering the room, Hermione noticed that Draco had already arrived and was sitting in his favourite seat.
"How were try-outs?" Draco asked as she entered and sat herself down.
Hermione shrugged.
"It's an awful sport on lethal brooms. I only went because I knew that the boys wouldn't have talked to me if I hadn't" Hermione said.
She really did hate sports and flying.
Draco chuckled at her response.
"Quidditch isn't lethal Hermione, maybe a bit brutal and you could break all the bones in your body, but it's not lethal" Draco said.
"No, it's not deadly at all is it?" Hermione rhetorically asked in a sarcastic tone of voice.
"Enough with the sarcasm! How's your first week been? Excluding the whole Patronus issue, what is with that anyway?" Draco asked her.
Hermione sighed.
"I don't know, all I know is that my Patronus has changed its form and I've narrowed it down to three possible reasons, out of a whole plethora, as to why" she replied.
Draco stared at her for a moment.
"And you think this has something to do with the change you noticed in your magic?" He asked.
She nodded.
"And the reasons for this, you think, are…?" He encouraged.
Hermione sighed.
"Changes to mental or emotional health, overexposure to dark magic, and pregnancy" she stated.
Draco's eyebrows shot up into his hairline.
"Have you discussed this with Severus?" he asked sincerely.
Hermione shook her head.
"Not yet, I wanted to research a bit more for myself, before I included Severus. He doesn't need to be more stressed out than he already is" she said.
Draco nodded in agreement.
"Do you think you're pregnant?" he asked her gently.
"It's unlikely, I won't rule it out completely but I am close to perfecting the charm used by Mediwitches to check, hopefully I can rule it out soon enough" she said with confidence.
"Do you want me to get you one of those muggle pee-stick thingies? Yes, I know what they are! I'm not completely obtuse when it comes to muggle objects. I have a couple of discreet friends who live near Newcastle, I can get you one by this time tomorrow" He stated as a doubtful crossed her features.
"It would be quicker than me trying to accurately perfect that spell, do you think you can get a couple for me…discretely?" she asked him seriously.
Draco nodded.
"Consider it done" he said.
Hermione breathed out a sigh of relief; in twenty-four hours she would be able to rule out one of the most logical reasons why her magic was going haywire. She felt calm for the first time in a while.
Draco noticed this, and decided to change the topic.
"And what was that with Potter the other day? I nearly kissed you for that!" Draco exclaimed.
"He had pissed me off in potions that morning, I was just showing him how mad I was" Hermione grinned.
"Well I think you accomplished that very obviously" Draco said.
"Did Severus say anything when he held you back after class?" Draco asked her.
She nodded.
"Because the whole class saw, Severus had no choice but to give me detention. Speaking of which, I have that detention tonight. Thank you for reminding me Draco!" Hermione said.
"Right because sex with my godfather is a really nasty 'detention'" Draco said jokingly.
Hermione glared playfully at him.
"Draco Malfoy! Are you suggesting that Professor Snape is anything less than professional? I sincerely hope not...I have full confidence that my detention will be nothing less than hard labour and extreme exhaustion" Hermione replied with a giggle.
"Yes, I heard that numerous rounds of sex can make people feel like that" Draco chuckled back.
Hermione laughed at his reply but her cheeks did turn a little red from her blushing.
"Anyway, enough about me. What about you? How has your first week gone?" Hermione asked him.
Draco's expression suddenly turned serious and Hermione was almost shocked at the sudden change.
"Draco, is something wrong? Because you can tell me you know" Hermione said.
Draco shook his head.
"It's nothing really, it's just that this new task I've been set is a little stressful and it's already stressing me out" Draco told her.
"Oh Draco! Why didn't you tell me before now? Is there anything that I can do to help?" Hermione asked sympathetically.
Draco shook his head.
"Don't worry too much about it, I know that you are here should I need you" Draco said.
Hermione wanted to press him on the issue; she really was worried about him. However, she accepted that Draco would come to her if it was needed. She would always be there and have time for Draco.
"Have you snagged yourself a man yet?" Hermione asked, abruptly changing the topic.
Draco stared at her for a moment.
"Maybe..." he trailed off suggestively whilst grinning at her.
"Is it your secret lover from last year? Or is he someone different this time?" She asked, happy that Draco had someone else to confide in.
"The same guy as last year...I'm surprised but we really get on well and understand each other. I really like him" Draco said in a quiet voice, it sounded odd to admit all of this out loud.
"Have you guys talked about everything yet?" She asked him.
"Well, I think that he knows that I really like him and he's not the sort of guy to just turn his back or abandon someone in a brutal way. He hasn't said anything about how he feels but he still comes when we arrange to rendezvous, that means something doesn't it?" Draco said.
Hermione nodded.
"If he is gentle like you are suggesting then yes, I think you can take it that he feels some strong emotions too" Hermione said.
Draco nodded thoughtfully.
"So he's a wizard then? Does he go to school here still?" Hermione asked him.
Draco nodded.
"He does, he's a fellow student but, we have to be careful. If anyone knew or if anyone saw anything and reported it back to the wrong people, the both of us would be fucked" Draco said.
"Does he know about you?" Hermione asked.
"He's seen my mark, that was an accident, but he didn't say anything about it and it seems like he hasn't mentioned it to anybody because I haven't been carted off the Azkaban yet" Draco replied.
"He's known for a while then?" Hermione asked rhetorically.
"He saw it just after the Christmas holidays last year; do you remember I was brought back to the castle in a really bad state?" Draco asked her.
She nodded and closed her eyes. It was painful to think about what sorrow last Christmas had brought her. But she especially remembered how Draco was; she had been truly frightened for his wellbeing and sanity. She looked back into Draco's eyes.
"I was still in a bad state, even though I tried my best to push all of those dark emotions and thoughts to one side. He was just...there for me. He made me laugh and smile and feel better about myself, he truly brought me back from the edge of insanity and I will be forever grateful to him for it. It was at that point that we were exploring our potential relationship further, and we were snogging, and my shirt was removed and that was when he saw it. He froze and looked shocked for a moment or two and then he looked at me and smiled and we continued snogging" Draco said, telling her his story.
He hadn't told anyone about any of this before. This has been literally his own private world that he had created with a lover who he valued very much. Whenever he felt down or sad, or just wanted reassurance, he knew his lover would be there and Draco enjoyed having this one little secret. It was almost like Draco entered an alternate reality when he was with his lover and he could forget the shit that was the world. Draco smiled.
"Wow, that serious?" Hermione said in awe as she took in the nostalgic looks that were flitting across Draco's face.
Draco smiled like a fool and nodded at her.
"I think it really is serious" Draco admitted sheepishly.
Hermione grinned.
"I'm happy for you Draco. When you feel ready to tell me about him, please do. You know I won't judge and I'm happy as long as the both of you are happy" Hermione said to him as she went over and hugged her unlikely friend.
Draco hugged her back and smiled, he promised that she would be one of the first to know when he was sure and felt that it was safe enough to tell someone about his secret lover and relationship.
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A few hours later, Hermione found herself in front of Severus' office door. She knocked once and waited for him to tell her to enter. The door clicked and she took it as an invitation as she entered Severus' office.
"You are here for detention Miss Granger?" Severus asked rhetorically.
"Yes sir" Hermione mumbled as she nibbled on her lip.
"Take a seat" he told her.
She entered the room and sat down in the extremely odd looking chair that Severus had magically pulled out from under the desk, he motioned for her to sit down on it. She had never seen this chair before and wondered where the hell it had come from; the seat of the chair was made with an extremely thick piece of wood. She also noted that the chair had clearly seen its fair share of angry Severus as there were some cracks in the wood; there was even a large hole, the size of a small fist that could be seen in the thick wooden seat of the chair, which had clearly been caused by a punch. Hermione guessed she was alright to sit on the chair and looked at Severus for confirmation. He nodded at her and went to sit in the seat. As she moved towards the chair, she felt the door close behind her, the lock click and the silencing and protective wards go up around the door and the room. This made her suspicious.
She sat on the chair, which was a little higher up than she had anticipated, and sat with her legs dangling about half a foot of the ground. Then she noticed that there was a wooden bar attached to the legs of the chair, so that she could rest her feet on it so that they were no longer hanging in mid-air. As she placed her feet soundly on the offered bar, she noticed that the position forced her knees to bend higher than they normally would. Instead of her knees bending so that they were naturally parallel with her hips, as knees normally are when one sits in an ordinary chair, this particular chair forced her knees to bend at about mid-stomach height. The position wasn't uncomfortable per-se but, she could definitely feel the stretch in her hips and her thighs. She looked up at her Severus and noticed the darker look that had taken over his features, it made her pause for a moment and she wasn't sure how to react. Severus pointed at a pile of the papers that were placed on the desk in front of her.
"You will begin to mark these class quizzes for me Miss Granger, I will tell you when you are allowed to finish" he stated clearly to her.
Hermione looked at him in even more confusion but immediately reached for the first paper on the pile and began to mark it. She continued like this for about ten minutes when something rather odd started to happen. She could feel something poking her on the back of her thigh. She shifted slightly and brushed off the feeling as her sitting on one of the buttons of her robes. The feeling went away from the back of her thigh, only to resurface a moment later on the inside of her thigh right at the top. Hermione froze and immediately looked in the direction of where Severus had sat in his own desk chair. He had an extremely nonchalant look upon his face and it made Hermione narrow her eyes playfully in accusation. What was he playing at?
Hermione didn't have enough time to ponder on that question as the next poke landed straight against her knicker-covered clitoris. Hermione moaned loudly at the contact.
"What the fuck?" she moaned breathlessly.
"Language Miss Granger, do you think it amusing to display such foul language in my presence?" he questioned her in that authoritative voice of his.
"No sir" Hermione replied, playing along with the charade she was currently enjoying.
"Apologise" Severus growled at her.
She was about to open her mouth when she felt whatever was pressed against her clitoris begin to vibrate with enthusiasm.
"UHHHH" Hermione panted loudly.
"Miss Granger! Control yourself, and explain what all this nonsense is about!" Severus exclaimed angrily.
"Sorry sir" Hermione said, trying to control her reactions to the vibrating pleasure that was pressed against her.
She was getting wetter and wetter by the second. She could hardly stand it and she reached for her wand.
Severus watched her curiously, breaking his character of this charade for the first time since she had entered his office. What was she doing?
"Divesto" Hermione moaned out loud.
Severus froze for a moment and expected her to appear completely naked in the chair Severus had cleverly crafted himself. However when her clothes remained as they were before, Severus tried not to break the charade and stare at his Hermione in utter confusion.
Then, he heard it.
Slick
Slick
Slick
Severus' heart hammered in his chest; he was hard as rock as soon as Hermione had entered the room and he didn't think it was possible to be any harder than he already was. Apparently, he was wrong.
His cock pulsed painfully in the confines of his black teaching trousers when he realised that the Divesto that she had just cast had been just to remove her knickers out the way in order to have direct contact with the vibrator Severus had planted in the hole in the seat of the chair in which she sat.
'Fuck' Severus thought to himself, a wet spot was slowly beginning to appear on his trousers.
Severus cast his focus back to the charade at hand and decided how best to proceed, because he needed to be inside her…and soon!
"UH, UH, UH" Hermione moaned, she was being thoroughly stimulated by whatever the fuck was stimulating her. To be honest, she couldn't care less what it was; all she knew was that it felt so good.
It felt as if the tempo had suddenly gone up about a hundred notches, she could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm. Any second now and she was going to –
The vibrating stopped and whatever the object was that was giving her pleasure, seemed to disappear into thin air. Hermione almost wept in sheer frustration.
"Nooooo" She whimpered, begging him not to stop.
Severus chuckled headily at her response.
Hermione looked at him and instantly saw the state of his trousers and the tent that he was currently sporting there.
"Shag me" she managed to rasp out through her need.
Severus stared at her for a long moment, and Hermione almost snapped at him, she couldn't handle the anticipation.
"I told you that you would only be allowed to finish when I allow you to do so" he told her in a husky voice.
Hermione couldn't take it any longer. She let her hands wonder down to her clitoris and started massaging her precious nub. She whimpered at the contact and the pleasure.
The next thing she knew was that her hands had been forcibly removed from her nub by magic and they were magically restrained behind her back.
"Tut, tut, you've been a bad girl Miss Granger" Severus said seductively.
Hermione moaned quietly where she sat, she was beginning to feel hot under her robes once again.
"I must show you how I punish a mischievous minx. However, I think it will be more appropriate if we take this to the correct location, don't you?" He again asked rhetorically.
Hermione nodded as she braced herself to be dragged into Severus' bedroom and fucked into oblivion.
"Come on then" he said as he grabbed her hand.
To her utter surprise, he didn't lead her into his rooms but instead, took her to his Defence classroom. Hermione suddenly felt very nervous.
"Severus..." she whispered hesitantly.
"Do you trust me?" He whispered to her. He had noticed her hesitancy.
She gulped but nodded.
"Then trust me, I will stop if it gets too much" he whispered back, promising that he would never hurt her.