Hermione

When I woke up, my head was still swimming from everything that had happened last night. Last year I would have laughed if anybody had told me I would lose my virginity to someone I had not even been on a date with before, and that completely sober. To a girl. To Pansy Parkinson, of all people.

I could practically feel how a big grin spread across my face. I had slept with Pansy! I softly kissed the bare skin of her neck in front of me, reveling in the content, fuzzy feeling that enveloped my body. I snuggled deeper into Pansy, enjoying the warmth that radiated from the her skin. I did my best to let my arms stay around the appropriate area around her waist, but somehow, now that I was awake, my hands seemed to constantly drift either to her breasts or her pussy.

"Don't you think this is a little early to be horny?", Pansy asked me, amusement evident in her voice. I had been so mesmerized by her body and my memories from last night that I had not even noticed that, in the meantime, she had woken up, too. "Not that I am complaining", she added, as an afterthought.

"You certainly weren't complaining last night", I told her smirking. She turned around to face me, and grinned right back.

"Neither were you. More like, encouraging me to continue." I most certainly had, but though I had anticipated to feel ashamed in the morning for begging Pansy to touch me, I was not embarrassed.

I kissed her nose lightly. "And I totally would again." I was more than willing to repeat last night's performance then and there, when I realized it was Wednesday. I immediately sat straight up, repressing the urge to swear.

"Tempus", I mumbled instead, resulting in the current time appearing in front of my eyes. The answer was just like I had feared; we were already more than two hours late. I instantly jumped out of the bed and began a fanatical search for my clothes.

Pansy meanwhile lounged on the bed, propped up on one arm, and watched me with utter amusement. "I like my shirt on you", she remarked offhandedly. "It shows your tits off very well." I looked down, a bright red blush spreading across my cheeks. I was indeed wearing Pansy's shirt, which clung to me quite closely as it was far tighter around my chest than it should have been for me. While I took it off and went in search for mine, Pansy had slipped off the bed and snuck behind me. Gently, she wrapped her arms around my waist.

"Calm down", she whispered into my ear. Surprisingly, I really did calm down.

"We're way too late for class", I said, a slightly desperate tone finding its way into my voice.

"And we'll be way to late in a few more minutes, too, so it doesn't matter if we slow down a bit. You can stand to be too late for once, Mione. You're still a saint compared to me." I laughed quietly, finally relaxing.

"You're right", I told her, smiling. We sat down on the bed next to each other. Upon seeing the look on her face I added: "And no, I am not going to miss school altogether and just stay with you here."

"You're no fun", she said, pouting. I simply laughed.

"If anybody could see you like this, you'd lose your bad girl image very fast." Sliding closer to her, I whispered into her ear: "And you know I am lots of fun", before standing up again. I winked at her, then went in search of my clothes once more.

H/P

"I am very disappointed in you, Miss Granger", Ms. McGonagall said when I finally entered the classroom. Of all the teachers I could have had I had to have her when I was late. "That will be 30 points from Gryffindor. Sit down please."

I took my usual seat next to Harry and Ron. While Ron looked at me as if I had just walked in with two heads (come to think of it, he probably thought that way more likely, we were at a wizard school, after all) Harry simply quirked an eyebrow in that knowing way that seemed to be saying "I know exactly who you were with." I grew beet red and turned away quickly, only to be faced with Ginny, who just had to look at my face once to say:

"I really don't wanna know any details."

My blush grew even worse, if that was possible at all. I was eternally thankful when Ms. McGonagall reprimanded the class to listen and watch what she was doing and thus stopped everybody from regarding me curiously.

It did not stop my friends from needling me for details as soon as the lesson was over, though. But it gave me time to think of a nice lie for Ron, as I really did not want him to spring his jealous on Pansy just yet. I somehow managed to convince most of them that I had been studying too long the previous night and simply overslept due to exhaustion. I could tell that Ginny and Harry were not buying it, and although Ginny stayed true to not wanting to hear any details, as soon as I was alone Harry started needling me on what we had done.

"So", he said, grinning, "where were you last night? Sneaking away on a date at night? Somehow seems very unlike you."

When I did not answer, he tried again. "So, what were you two up to?"

"Look, I am most certainly not going to give you all the dirty little details", I snapped at him. Upon seeing the look of shocked surprise on his face I realized that I had reacted a little harsh. He was merely curious, and judging by his reaction it became very clear that he had not been expecting us to have gone this far already. Ginny had seen it, but then again she had also seen us when I was drugged.

"Sorry", I said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I never meant to snap at you. I'm just a bit overwhelmed by how fast all of this is happening. And I still have no idea how to tell Ron. He's going to flip for sure. I'm just happy you are supportive of my choice of partner."

"It's okay", he said, now smiling. "Maybe you should wait a bit with telling him, until he's over you."

I nodded. It made sense to stay low until then. "I will. Thanks, Harry."

"You're happy?"

Instead of answering, I simply grinned, so wide that I thought for sure my face would split.