Chapter Two

As she walked past the end of the Gryffindor table, Hermione noticed the black haired girl sitting next to Draco, Pansy Parkinson. She was watching her too, eyeing Hermione up and down before resting on her breasts. Hermione looked down subconsciously before crossing her arms over her breasts, her face getting redder by the second. She noticed Malfoy whisper something to Pansy who licked her lips and rose from her seat, making her way towards the unsuspecting Hermione.

Hermione stopped walking when she reached the end of the Slytherin table, confused by the way Pansy was smiling at her, like she knew something awful. Pansy's eyes met hers as she approached Hermione, the powerful stare never leaving her face. She stopped about a ruler's length from the brunette, and looked back at Draco. He nodded at her before staring at Hermione and winking. Hermione's eyebrows furrowed with confusion as Pansy wrapped her fingers around Hermione's wrists that were now hanging loosely by her sides. Pansy took another step forward and shifted her gaze towards Hermione's lips. Hermione took a step back sensing danger but winced as Pansy leant in and brushed her cheek against Hermione's, purring in her ear.

"Don't move now, darling. We're going to have some fun, put on a show, kay?"

Pansy's warm breath tickled Hermione's ear who swallowed nervously. Whispers and giggling could be heard from the hall as Pansy turned towards a tall, tanned looking boy. She beckoned him towards her and whispered something into his ear. He grinned at her before moving over behind Hermione and taking her wrists from Pansy, his grip even tighter than hers. Hermione stood there, motionless and speechless. Pansy had moved closer now, her breasts pressed against Hermione's. She reached up to her face, cupping Hermione's cheek and tracing her jaw line. Pansy placed her hand on the back of Hermione's neck and pulled her lips to her own. Hermione squirmed against her, trying to scream, letting out poor attempts but Pansy just brought her other hand up to hold her face still, her eyes closed with a smirk still playing on her lips. Hermione reluctantly stopped struggling, knowing that it would come to no avail as tears formed at the edges of her eyes.

Every single person in the room had a reaction of some sort. For the girls, it was whispering and giggling or 'I told you so'. The boys' however was mortifying for Hermione. Most of them were amazed at the sight, cheering and some even yelling out suggestions of what Pansy should do next. Hermione looked over at Harry, who stood up, furious. Ron on the other hand was just staring at her, eyes glazed, obviously enjoying the 'show'.

"Let go of her, leave her alone! Stop –"

Harry was knocked down by several Gryffindors, each of them telling him to "shut the fuck up" and "enjoy the show". He worriedly met Hermione's gaze and mouthed I'm sorry before being restrained by Ron (of all people) while other boys covered his mouth.

By this time, Pansy had her left hand up Hermione's shirt, encircling her waist, torturing her. Tears were overflowing her eyes, rolling down her cheeks. All of a sudden Pansy stopped, much to the disappointment of the boys, and looked at the tears falling down the brunettes face. She pouted and looked genuinely sorry for her before she smirked once again and licked the bookworm's left cheek in front of a now very restless crowd. Hermione felt the boy behind her release his grip on her wrists before grabbing her breasts and she gasped as he began squeezing them from behind, pinching them, making her cry out in pain. She felt helpless and weak and tried desperately to push Pansy and the boy away.

Suddenly Hermione felt something slide in between her thighs and glanced down, horrified as she saw Pansy's knee slip between her legs. Pansy's body rubbed against Hermione's, her hands stroking her back, grabbing the brunette's ass. Hermione felt the boy against her back, his erection poking into her as he, too, began rubbing against her body. There were wolf whistles from the crowd and Pansy slid down Hermione's body and flipped up her skirt before turning around and rising seductively so that her ass slid up the girl's legs, resting at her groin.

"Please…st–" whimpered Hermione

"Please… what, honey? You want more of me?"

"N-n-no" Hermione's voice was so faint that only Pansy could hear her.

Pansy turned to the engrossed crowd grinning.

"She wants more!"

Pansy stripped off her skirt and jumped on Hermione, wrapping her legs around Hermione's hips. She rubbed her wet panties against the smart witch, bouncing and grinding whilst screaming out in pleasure. Hermione continued to cry, as Pansy crashed her lips back down to hers.

Soon other boys got up from their seats and ran towards them, laughing as they began to rub and massage both girls. One was bold enough to yank his cock out of his jeans and wipe the head against Hermione's leg. Pansy unwrapped herself and ducked down to Hermione's groin, one hand fingering her panties and entrance, the other proceeding to pleasure the boys cock. Hermione gasped but was cut short by a boy, behind Pansy, capturing her mouth. His tongue licked her mouth as she shook her head, his erect cock poked Pansy's head through his jeans and she head-butted Hermione's pussy over and over.

It was only now that some students started muttering that it was "going too far" and that "they should stop" but no one did anything. They too, were scared that they would be restrained like Harry who was struggling and kicking more desperately against Ron.

Momentarily, through the rubbing, licking and grinding, Hermione zoned out. The sounds had disappeared and everything was in slow motion. Her eyes darted about the room, accidentally locking with Draco Malfoy's – how she hated him. But to her surprise he wasn't smiling, wasn't enjoying the 'show'. He almost looked… disgusted. Was that possible? His sexy grey eyes scanned her situation: the boys still kneading her breasts, rubbing their dicks against her body; Pansy's head under Hermione's skirt licking the inside of her thighs, laughing as boys pushed her head more into Hermione's groin. His eyes were quickly back on hers and he looked away, slightly in pain, his face scrunched up looking ill.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!!!"