The long awaited new chapter! Please review:D
Dear Diary,
Last night was amazing! Malfoy was decently incredible in bed and he totally worshipped me! So now it's Sunday morning and I think we are going to officially announce to everyone but Ron that we are "going out". Besides, even if someone told Ron, he probably wouldn't understand. The only words he understands are "food," "sex," and "socks."
So now I am off to breakfast, still keeping "The List" in mind. Even if I will have 2 boyfriends. After all, third one's the charm. ;-)
Luv luv, Hermione
Hermione yawned and turned over in bed, glancing at her watch. It was 7:53 AM. With a tired groan, she got up and got dressed and ready. She had a big day ahead of her.
"Good morning Ron," she said as she kissed him in the common room.
"Guf mognign!" He said stupidly, trying to talk as her lips were on his.
Hermione glanced at Harry as she made out with Ron. He looked at her then looked down. So Hermione looked down…it was like a chain reaction.
Hermione's eyes bulged at Harry's pants. Ever since she had done it with him, he had been nothing but a walking erection.
Harry looked back up to Hermione and sighed sadly. He would never have her pleasure him again, and he knew it.
"Well Ron," she said, pulling away, "I must be off. I've got to go to the library to research…animal mating." She grinned at what she knew she would find there. Boy, would she be an animal! So she was gonna read up to learn some tips.
"Ok, I'll come with you!" He offered, always the helpful, faithful boyfriend.
"No, really Ron," said Hermione in a stern voice. "I need my space."
"But Hermy, I never see you anymore!" Ron whined, sadly grabbing her hand. He wanted to grab other parts of her, but he didn't.
"Now, now, Ron, let's not argue in public. I am the epitome of being incognito." She quickly glanced around her, and then leaned in to him. "However, I promise to do you later," she said loudly with a wink.
Ron perked up a bit, literally, and let her go, waving good-bye a little bit sadly.
Hermione blew him a kiss and went off to meet Draco in the library.
A FEW MINUTES LATER…
"Drakiekins! Where are youuuu?" Hermione called to the deserted library, in a sing-song voice. Usually, the library was closed on Sundays, but she "earned" special privileges, courtesy of the male librarian.
"Guess who?" A deep, silky voice said, wrapping his arms around her waist and slipping them into her pants, while stabbing her in the back with something.
Hermione giggled and turned around, wrapping her arms around his neck. She kissed him, then said, "Is that a sword in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" He laughed and kissed her.
"So, babe, I have a surprise for you." He pulled a pair of tickets from within.
"Ehmagawd, those are NOT a pair of tickets!" She giggled and bounced up and down, knowing how much Malfoy liked to watch her basoomas jiggle.
"Yeah, they're for the Weird Sisters concert in Hogsmeade tonight." Malfoy grinned and pulled her closer. "However, to earn these tickets, there's a catch. If you want to go with me tonight, you need to do me, right now." He winked at her and started unbuttoning her blouse, right in the middle of the restricted section of the library.
Hermione sighed. She pretended like letting him do her was a big annoyance, but she really loved all the attention.
"Well, I really DO want those tickets," she said, both of them fully naked. And then the oral sex began.
LATER THAT NIGHT
Hermione looked in her full-length mirror. She thought she looked pretty swell. She was wearing a micro-micro black leather miniskirt, with black fishnet tights, and a red lacy corset. She was also wearing knee-high leather stiletto boots and her hair was teased to perfection. Her lips were red and glossy, and her eyeliner was heavy. She had the "sexy bad girl" look down. Malfoy would love it.
Hermione smiled to herself as she walked down to the Gryffindor common room, heading to the front door of the school to meet Draco.
"Hello Harry," she said, encountering Harry on the landing. Harry ogled her goodies before tripping and falling over the banister. Hermione laughed.
"Hello Ron," Hermione said, kissing Ron. She was a bit nervous at this point, but the nervousness quickly vanished…this was RON she was dealing with, after all.
"'Ello pickle," he said, "You look nice!" He grabbed her luscious, round hiney.
Hermione kicked him in the face. "Ronald, you are such a pig, honestly!" She scoffed at him before angrily stomping out of the common room.
"Bye lovely!" He called. Hermione whipped around and gave him the middle finger.
"Hells yes, fuck me bitch!" He whistled in regards to her hand gesture.
Harry instantly perked up from the pool of blood he was laying in under the banister. "And me!" He yelled excitedly.
Hermione shook her head sadly and went to meet Malfoy.
THREE MINUTES LATER
Draco was standing in a shadowy section of floor near the front door. He looked up when he saw her. "Hey, babe," he said, wrapping her in his arms and passionately kissing her. Hermione smiled internally and let him do whatever he wanted to her for a few minutes.
Finally, she pulled away, gasping for breath. "But aren't we going to be late for the concert?" she asked.
"But we're making beautiful music right here, girl." He thought for a second. "You're more of a woman, actually."
"Damn right I am!" She said, reaching into his pants to grab the tickets from his butt.
"Whoa Nelly," he screeched, loving every minute of it. Hermione grabbed him by the belt and pulled him out into the crisp night air.
ONE HOUR LATER
"Tickets please," said the gruff, muscled bouncer guarding the door to the Three Broomsticks nightclub.
"Here," Hermione smiled coyly and slowly dipped the tickets into his pants. The bouncer looked taken aback for a minute, but then looked at her and grinned.
"So what are you doing later tonight?" he asked. Malfoy got very angry.
"GET AWAY FROM MY WOMAN!!!" He yelled, punching the bouncer to death. "AND STAY DOWN!" he finished, spitting on the corpse.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "It was no big deal, Drakiekins, I can't help that I'm wanted by all who lay eyes upon me." Suddenly, Hermione looked up to see Madam Rosmerta looking at her, giving her the ol' eye.
Hermione turned back to Malfoy. "See what I mean?"
Malfoy nodded and led her into the club. The Sisters were just starting, so he pushed his way right into the middle of the crowd.
"Holy Romerta's thong, someone just put their hands into my skirt!" Hermione gasped. "Drakie, quickly, put me on your shoulders so your hair can tickle my vagina!"
Malfoy grinned and picked her up, just as the music began. A few minutes into the concert, the mosh pit started up. Hermione took that as an opportunity to jump off of his shoulders and into the crowd, completely disregarding the puncture wounds she made in his shoulders with her boots.
"Rock on!!" Hermione laid back, loving the feeling of everybody's hands on her. "This is how it should be all the time," she thought to herself. Why didn't she just take off her clothes and let the crowd shag her?
ONE HOUR LATER
Eventually, she was deposited on the edge of the crowd, right next to Draco. With a yawn, she looked around. So they sat down on the floor together.
"Draco, I'm bored," she said.
"Well, what do you want to do?" He asked suggestively. An image of Ron suddenly popped into Hermione's head, and she was struck by a tiny wave of guilt.
"Actually, I'm a bit tired; could we go back to Hogwarts now?" Hermione stood up and brushed off her skirt.
Draco tried to hide the disappointment in his voice. "But they haven't even started the Shagging Session yet!" he whined.
Hermione scoffed. "I'll just do you tomorrow, ok?"
He nodded, and the two started their walk back to the castle.
BACK IN THE COMMON ROOM
"Hello, Ronald," Hermione said, falling onto his lap in one of the cozy chairs in front of the fire.
"Hey, Hermione. I was waiting for you to come home. I missed you." Ron gave her a tender kiss on the mouth.
Hermione suddenly felt choke up and a little bit guilty for dating Malfoy and doing various people behind Ron's back.
"So what do you want to do, Ron? I'll do anything you want." Hermione already knew what he would say, so her hand was on the top button of her blouse, getting ready.
He glanced at her hand, then pushed her hand away gently and buttoned it back up, shocking Hermione. "If you don't mind, I kind of just want to sit by the fire and enjoy your company tonight. You can tell me about your weekend." Ron gave her a sweet smile.
Hermione's eyes watered. She knew she would have to lie about her whole weekend to him. Even though she did everyone behind his back, she really did love him. Sort of. At the moment.
"Do you mid if we just sit her quietly and enjoy the proximity of one another?" She asked, settling into the chair, squished up next to him.
"Sure," he said, kissing her. "I'm just glad to finally be spending some time with you."
Ron and Hermione sat together in the chair, their hands gently intertwining. A few hours later, they both were fast asleep, Hermione's head on Ron's shoulder.
Harry walked down into the common room, which was deserted except for Ron and Hermione. Silently, he lay down across both of their laps, and settled down to sleep.
"To-Do" List:
There were a few quickies I did on here, but they weren't important enough to document so I will just list them here.
Harry–Check. Good sex, though he did call me Myrtle at one point. 8/10
Snape—Check. A bit much—yelled a lot, and was a bit on the wrinkly and unclean side. 2.3 /10
Neville—Check. Tiny penis. Not too smart. Totally inexperienced. What was I thinking? And what WAS that green thing! -654/10
Ben—Check. Not horrible, but definitely not great. He was just my quickie; I had nothing else to do. Too many pumpkins. And orange is SO not my color. 4/10
Malfoy—Check. Pretty good. Decent bod. Posse is too large, though. Father is SMOKING! Now I can carry on with my goal… 7.1/10
Lavender—Check. She was a little too into the lesbian scene for comfort. I was just experimenting anyways, and it was fun to do someone on the Quidditch field. A bit messy, but oh well. 8.3/10
Creevey Brothers—Check. Colin seemed a bit more experienced, and Dennis kept fumbling around, like he didn't appreciate the huge sacrifice I made for him. 2.1/10