Note: No claim on HP.
Chapter Two:
Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy peered into the window seeing Granger unclothed, looking very pleased with her nudity.
Both of them had followed Hermione since they had seen her in Italy observing the museums and culture. Initially they hadn't meant to follow her, as the Gryffindor, princess wasn't exactly their agenda this summer. Something about Granger had changed. She was normally very haughty towards the Slytherin house, that was obvious. But it seemed that she was confident in a way that would drive men crazy.
"Don't you think that following Granger, and her silly little art obsession, is a bit foolish?" Blaise questioned to Draco, her archnemisis.
"Well, it is quite intriguing, and it gives us some more dirt on her when we go back to Hogwarts." Draco emphasized the last part. It was true, in their minds they would have more dirt on Granger, but somehow the way both of them looked at each other, they both seemed to be thinking the same thing.
Granger is a woman.
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Ginny saw that the door was open slightly, she caught a glance of… Hermione? Naked? She thought in a panic, yet curious tone.
It was Hermione, in all of her nude glory. Normally Ginny would be too scared to look, for she had never had anything but respect for Hermione when it came to private things. Hermione was a girl who liked to keep her personal matters, personal. And her being nude right in the front of her eyes, was one of them. Ginny blushed, she oddily enough didn't mind to see her in that state of, undress.
"Oh, Ginny?" Hermione looked with squinted eyes to see that it indeed was Ginny. Ginny had a huge flush of red upon her face, yet it seemed that Hermione was completely fine with Ginny there.
"Ginny…" Hermione whispered beckoning her to come over. It was a soft, sensual whisper. Ginny gulped but came over obediently. Hermione clasped Ginny's hand and led her towards the washroom.
"Yes, Hermione?"
Hermione didn't know exactly what she was doing, but she knew that she had to do it, she had to…
Suddenly Ginny felt her soft hands rub underneath her tanktop, and one hand slid up and massaged her flat belly. Whatever caused Hermione to be this open, Ginny felt that there was no need to interrupt. Her hands crept up farther and suddenly Ginny's shirt had vanished. She kissed Ginny's back leaving trails of kisses going up and down her spine. Ginny shivered at Hermione who slightly let her tongue through on each kiss. Slowly Ginny felt her hands rubbing Hermione's soft skin as Ginny closed her eyes and leaned back on the other woman. Soon Hermione lustfully sent a charm letting all of Ginny's pesky clothes vanish.
Ginny and Hermione slowly lowered themselves onto the floor as Ginny laid across Hermione's body. Ginny stroked and licked slowly up and down Hermione's belly and between the valley of her breasts.
"Mmm, Ginerva." Hermione moaned lowly through her breath. She gasped when Ginny slid up and sucked on her nipples and cupped Hermione's ample breasts in her hands. Hermione instinctively kissed Ginny and crushed her lips, hungrily opening Ginnny's mouth with her tongue. They arched their backs and their soft smooth, now damp skin rubbed up against each other.
"Ginny? Did I ever tell you how I wished that this would happen…so many times…" she said through her gasps as she purred out every word.
"No, you didn't, darling. But let me assure you I can read minds." Ginny said while softly licking Hermione's face.
"OH Merlin!"Ginny panted, as she felt one of Hermione's fingers slide into her flower, her womanhood.
"Shhh, dear." Hermione said as she lowered her face between Ginny's pale legs.
"What..ever… lead.. you to doooo… this?" Ginny purred and hissed as Hermione hungrily licked and sucked.
Hermione got up suddenly and licked her lips, "It was the painting, love." And she resumed her position as Ginny's screams and wailing continued till climax.
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It was the eve before the last day of summer session, and almost time for Hogwarts School of Witching and Wizardry to swarm with new students and students who had experienced the many years of wizarding education.
Ginny knew that Hermione would be Head Girl this year because of the relentless studying and work that she had done over her six previous years. Hermione was looking around the platform to see if Ginny was anywhere in site.
"Ginerva Weasley!!!!" she said and slightly kissed her face with a playful lick.
"Oh, Herms, how I've missed you!" Ginny had not seen Hermione since that fateful night of bonding two weeks prior.
Hermione didn't hesitate to rub Ginny's hand and lead her to the station before the trains were to be boarded. They ran up and down the interior to see if there were any compartments available.
"So who on earth could be Head Boy this year?' She in the back of her head knew it was going to be that blonde haired Slytherin, for he had the second highest grades, and was first for the highest ego.
Ginny kissed Hermione softly on the lips. "I'm sure that whoever it is obviously has some sense of intelligence and some sense of leadership."
""One can only hope… oh Ginny I was going to show you this painting I did." She grabbed her bag and slid out a canvas that she had put a minimizing charm on.
Ginny gazed at the painting with her finger on her chin… "That's… me!"
"Yes darling… when you were asleep that night, I decided to paint you. I guess that was my way of embodying the aesthetic of your body, like the woman that I saw in this painting, by Gaugin.
"Gau-what?"
"Gaugin, he was this painter in the 1870s who traveled to islands and painted the people he found in Polynesia. He painted a lot of nude women who were all quite beautiful, yet peaceable and nature goddesses, like you." Hermione said rubbing Ginny's thigh softly.
"You should show me sometime, I'd love to see more of your.."
"As I would too, Gran-ger." Cut off by, the insufferable Draco Malfoy.