Ok, so here is the next chapter, and i thought i should issue some warnings here. There is some sexual content, so, if you, fro some reason, do not like that (which would be odd since this fiction is rated T, which i am thinking i will change, yep, it's changed. ok, so, there is your warning. have fun with it.
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Harry was sitting in the room he was sharing with Ron doing the last of his homework when Ginny knocked. "Ron, are you in here?"
"No, I think he's in the basement."
"Oh, hi Harry, Ron's Divination book somehow ended up in my bag. I figured he might need it so I was just bringing it back. I guess I'll just leave it here."
"Yeah, so, have you got all of your homework finished?"
"Pretty much, I only have a little bit of Charms left. I figured I would just finish it on the train tomorrow cause I'm tired and don't feel like doing it tonight."
"That's what I was thinking about doing. I really don't think I can take anymore History of Magic."
"I know, When ever I think about it I start to get drowsy. I think it has something to do with Professor Binns."
Harry laughed. He liked this, just sitting here, talking to Ginny. It was nice.
"Sooo…" Ginny said, searching for something to say.
"Hagrid sent me a letter."
"Oh really, how was his Christmas?"
"Fine, he went to go visit Madame Maxime, he hasn't heard from her in a while."
"So he really likes her huh?" she asked crossing the room to sit on Ron's bed across from him.
"Well, that's kind of complicated. I think he sees her more as a friend, a lifeline, to others like him. I know he admires her, but whenever he talks about her he doesn't seem to be all, ooh."
"All oooh?" she smiled and laughed
"You know what I mean, he doesn't seem like he has those feeling for her."
"Yeah, I guess I understand. So, what all did he say?"
"He said that he was trying to find her, and that he wanted us to be careful. He said that Voldemort is probably trying to think of more ways to get to us."
"Yeah, I've been trying to focus on us this holiday and not think about him. I guess we won't be able to ignore it for too much longer though, will we?"
She sounded so defeated and scared that Harry got up to sit next to her. He put his arm around her and she laid her head on his shoulder.
"No, the time is rapidly approaching when we can ignore the evil no longer and must stand up to fight it."
"You sounded a little like Dumbledore just then." She said and looked up at him.
"I feel like I'm becoming more and more like him the more time I spend with him. I guess that's a good thing, right. I mean, I need to be a better leader if I am going to face off against Voldemort or whatever." His voice sounded sad to him, so he quickly tried to lighten the mood. "Well, from now on, just think of me as Dumbledore jr. maybe I should grow a beard."
He laughed and turned to look at her and found her face very close to his. She was staring straight at him. Everything slowed down as she put her hand against his cheek.
"I don't have to think of you as Dumbledore jr. I think you are one of the strongest and bravest people I've ever met. You have faced Voldemort four times and you never lost your head."
He could stop himself. He leaned forward and kissed her. Lay just sat there for a full minute with their lips just touching before she finally opened her mouth. Harry couldn't believe this. He had only kissed one other girl, Cho, and that had been nothing like this one. That kiss had been overwhelming and hard, this kiss was different. It wasn't demanding or overpowering. It was soft and gentle. He never wanted it to end; he wanted to sit here with her, like this, forever.
She couldn't move. She was finally kissing him, and it was so much better than she had ever imagined. It was so simple; there was nothing showy or tough about it. It just was. But it was better than anything she had ever experienced. She put her arms around his neck and hugged him to her as she felt his arms slide around her waist to do the same thing. Her stomach was fluttering more than ever and she could have just stayed their forever.
"Harry? Have you seen my divination book?" Ron asked as he walked into the room.
Harry and Ginny both pulled away at the same time. When Ron opened the door and saw them they were still very close. He stopped dead in his tracks. Harry just stared at Ron, who kept glancing back and forth between the two of them. Ginny was more embarrassed than she had ever been in her life.
"Um, yeah, it was in my bag for some reason. I brought it up but you weren't here, but you are, so there it is," she pointed to the chair she had left it on. "And, yeah, I better go, I still have some charms homework to do." She got up and practically ran from the room, leaving the two boys in there alone in their room.
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Draco couldn't believe what Hermione had just said to him. "You.. you want to have sex?" suddenly he was very aware of how close the harness actually kept them.
"Yes."
"Hermione, no you don't. How could you? We've only been together for… like.. 3 weeks."
"So what?"
"So, if you really sat down and thought about this then you would realize this isn't what you want to do."
"How the hell do you know what I want! You don't! So don't act like you know everything that goes on in my head."
"I'm not saying that. It's just that, I don't want you to do this for me. I don't want you to look back on it and regret it."
"I won't."
"How do you know that Hermione? Trust me, someday you'll think back on it and wish you hadn't."
"Because it's you?"
He stared over her head and didn't answer. His stance was rigid and his jaw was clenched shut. That was more than enough answer.
"Draco, look at me." She reached up and turned his head so she could look him in the eyes. "I want to do this. It's not just a spur of the moment thing, I've thought it through and this is what I want. I've never been more certain of anything. I know that is the corny, cliché line for this moment, but it's true. All I want to do is be with you. You may think that I'll regret it, but I won't, I know that I won't. How could I, when it's you?"
He couldn't take it anymore. She was offering him more than just her body; she was offering him her heart, her love. He wanted that more than anything in the world. He knew that he shouldn't, knew that he couldn't give her what she needed in return. But for just one night, he wanted to hold her in his arms and love her. He wanted to lie in her arms and feel loved.
He leaned down and kissed her gently. He should walk away, but he couldn't. He removed the strap from around them and then lead up to his dormitory.
She was feeling strangely nervous now that it came down to it. No one had seen her naked since she was a little girl, and that had been her parents. Ok, maybe it wasn't good to think if her parents right now! She was scared. Not of what was going to happen but that he wouldn't like it, wouldn't like her. What if he saw her and laughed?
As soon as they were in his bedroom and he had closed the door he turned to look at her. All thoughts scattered from her mind. He was looking at her with such tenderness and hunger. It gave her a strange feeling in her stomach that she didn't quite understand.
He pulled her over to the bed and sat down. When she was sitting next to him he reached behind her and took the hair band out of her hair. She reached to stop him.
"Trust me, you don't want that."
"Why not?"
"Because you've never seen it when I wake up in the mornings, and then all I've done is sleep on it."
"Please Hermione, I want to see your hair."
"Alright, but, it's that soft, smooth, run your fingers through it hair."
"I don't care."
He took a strand of her hair into his hand and toyed with it. She just sat there with this strange foreign feeling coursing through her. She wanted him to kiss her, to touch her.
He never wanted this to end. He knew why she had come to him tonight, because tomorrow the real world would invade their dream reality. They would have to ignore each other in the halls and during classes. Even worse they would have to pretend they hated each other, just like before. That was tomorrow, this was tonight. And if he had anything to say about it, this night would go on forever.
He dropped her hair and caressed her cheek with his knuckles. His hand slid around to the back of her neck and he pulled her to him for a kiss. It wasn't possessive, it was just a tender caress of his lips on hers, but she sighed and he felt like fire had just shot through him. He remembered what she had tasted like. He wanted more of her, but he was going to take this slowly. She was going to enjoy this; he was going to make sure of it.
She was amazed at how she was reacting to this simply kiss. They had kissed plenty of times by now, and with a lot more fervor than this, yet she had never felt like this before. Like she wanted to touch him, wanted him to touch her. She couldn't believe where her thoughts were going. She had thought this through, but she had never expected these thoughts.
He wanted to feel her skin. He reached his hand down and lifted her shirt ever so slightly so that only her navel was exposed. He began to trace soft circles with his fingers. The circles got bigger then smaller, teasing himself and her. What he really wanted to do would make this go a lot faster and he didn't want that. He was willing to risk his sanity for her comfort and pleasure. He could tell she was still a little nervous. That made him feel incredibly protective, he would never let anyone hurt her, even himself.
She was getting restless, his hand was driving her to distraction and she didn't even know why. All he was doing was tracing her bellybutton, but she wanted him to do more. She decided to take things into her own hands. She grabbed his hand and dragged it up to her breast as her tongue moved into his mouth to rub against his. In the back of her mind she was wondering where she got the nerve to do this, but it was blocked out by the need to be closer to him.
He growled at her impatience and gave her what she wanted. He removed his hand from her breast and stared into her eyes as he removed his shirt, then reached to remove hers. He reached around to her back to unhook her bra. As soon as it was out of the way he pulled her against him. They moaned in unison. The feel of her soft body against him was too good for words. If he could have he would have stayed there, pressed against her, for the rest of the night. As it was, however, there were other things he had in mind that required that he move.
She had never imagined how good this would feel. His skin against hers. Viktor had kissed her and had even touched breasts, he had caressed her stomach just like Draco had, but it wasn't the same. It had never been this erotic before. She wanted more.
He laid her on her back and then pulled away from her. He hovered above her on his side, staring at her body. He put his hand on her throat where her pulse beat rapidly against his fingers. He trailed his hand downwards. He gently traced his fingers around her breasts, then he continued downwards, stopping just above her skirt. She closed her eyes and moaned at his teasing touch. He moved his hand around to find the zipper and quickly discarded the item. He looked down at her panties for a minute before he slid his hand beneath them.
His fingers were like fire touching her most private parts. She moaned as his fingers teased her nub. When one finger hesitantly moved inside of her she came off the bed. She writhed when he withdrew and then pressed a second finger into her opening. She could feel the emotions building inside of her.
"Oh my God Draco! Please."
"Please what?" he asked, knowing exactly what she wanted.
"Please, more! more. Draco, don't stop!"
She bucked against his hand as he withdrew then rubbed her before he eased his hand back into her soft core. He used his thumb to caress her intimately while his fingers plundered her over and over again. She felt like she was going to burst. Then she did. She came apart in his hands. She felt like she was in heaven. And the whole time, he kept up the gentle invasion with his hands.
He watched her the entire time. He saw he orgasm coming longer before she felt it, and he had watched her face as she came for him. He wanted to give her more. More than he had ever given anyone else. He didn't stop the sweet torture with his hands. He moved to position himself on top of her.
She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. His hand was still pleasuring her and she new she was going to come again. She captured his tongue in her teeth and began to suck as she arched against his hand again and again. She came again right there and screamed into his mouth. She wanted to feel him, she reached down to undo his pants. His hand stopped her.
"Don't do that just yet. I want this to last and if I feel your hands on me I won't be able to stop myself."
She like the idea that she could make him lose his control so she pulled her hands away from his and reached again for the opening of his pants.
"Oh, so, I guess, that would mean you wouldn't want me to do this." She said as she took his throbbing erection into her hands and began to message it from base to tip.
He almost came right then. "Oh, God, Hermione, you feel so good! Stop, you have to stop, or I'm going to-"
She silenced him with a kiss and moved her hands faster along his penis. He moaned into her mouth and she smiled as she pulled back. "Stop what? This?" She pulled his cock between her legs and rubbed herself against him. "Or this?" she asked as she moved her head to lick just below his ear.
"That, yes, stop, don't please, Hermione, keep going. Oh God, yes!"
She continued to caress him with her hands as she licked and nipped at his neck and shoulders. He could tell he was about to come and tried to stop it, but she wouldn't let him. She arched against him and moaned like he was inside of her and that was his undoing. He shouted as he came and then collapsed on top of her.
She smiled at the power she had over him.
"What do you think you're smiling at? I have plans for you missy, and don't think that made me forget them." To emphasize his point he shoved two fingers into her then kissed her throat. He moved his head down to her breasts and he took one nipple into his mouth and began to suckle. She threaded her fingers into his hair and held him there as she moaned for him to do it harder.
He moved lower still where he could kiss her stomach. She arched slightly, wanting more, and he gave it to her. She cried out when he entered her with his tongue. She had heard of things like this, but had never thought they would feel so good. Her back bowed of its own volition and she moaned his name.
He loved the way she tasted. And he loved her reactions to him. She was perfect in every way. His perfect angel. Though right now she was acting more like a wild animal the way she was pressing his head closer to her with her hands as she arched into his mouth.
"Draco, yes, yes, please, don't stop, just like that, yes, yes, yes, YES!"
She screamed as she came. He body shuddered against him and he didn't stop his gentle torment until she had glided back down to earth. Then he moved up her body, reigning soft kisses all over. He kissed her fiercely on the mouth as he reached to his nightstand and opened the drawer. He removed a condom and put it on. Positioning himself in front of her vagina he stopped and looked at her.
"Hermione, have you ever done this before?" She bit her lip and shook her head no. "Ok, then I'm sorry baby." And with that he rammed into her, capturing her cry of pain with his mouth.
"Stop! I want to stop now." She said but she knew that she didn't really want that, she wanted him to keep going, but it had hurt so badly.
"I know baby, it hurts, but it won't last, just give it a minute. No, baby, don't move, OH God, you feel so good! Baby, please, don't move like that, I don't know how long I can stay still if you do."
She stopped wiggling immediately. She looked up at the boy above her. He had his eyes clenched shut and hi jaw and body were rigid. He was trying so hard not to hurt her that he was hurting himself. That more than anything else took away the pain, and when she moved it actually felt good.
"Hermione, stop moving! I'm trying to let you get used to me, but if you keep doing that I won't be able to stop myself."
"Good, cause I'm getting sick and tired of waiting for you to move!"
His eyes flew open and he looked at her. He didn't see pain on her face. She actually looked angry with him for keeping her waiting. He smiled as he withdrew then slowly entered her again. She felt so good; he thought he might come from just being in her tight wet heat. But he wanted her to come first. He reached down between their joined bodies and messaged the nub just the way he knew would give her the most pleasure.
If she could have held on to a thought she would have been amazed at how good this felt. His thickness inside of her. Filling her to her womb. She would have been in awe of the fact that something could feel better than his tongue. But she couldn't think of anything but his body in hers and her body wanting more. She wrapped her legs around his waist and arched against him.
He had tried to go slow but she wouldn't let him set the pace. He rocked with her faster and faster, racing towards completion. She came first, throwing her head back and calling his name. As soon as he heard her cry his name in pleasure and felt her legs clamp around his waist just as her body tighten around his member he burst. He roared her name when he came. They collapsed together.
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Harry wasn't sure what he should do. Ron was just staring at him, he didn't know if he was angry or shocked or both. The one thing he was certain of was that he did feel protective of Ginny because she was his best friends little sister. He did feel protective though, he just wasn't sure why.
"Um, Ron?" Harry ventures, not sure if he should mention what just happened or not.
"You.. Gin… you…. What the hell was that!"
"I… I don't know."
"Well, you bloody well better figure out what it was!" Ron said sounding much more angry than he had before.
"I thought you wanted us to get together, why are you reacting like this."
"She's my sister! And if you aren't sure what you want from her then I will get pissed off all I want when I walk in on you on top of her."
"Ok," Harry began getting angry himself now, "A, I wasn't on top of her, we were barely kissing! B, you know me well enough to know that I wouldn't just fuck around with her!"
"Yeah, I do, but when you tell me you don't know what you want…. I do want you two to get together. I do know you well enough to know you wouldn't dick around with her. That's one of the reasons I want you two together. I trust you."
"Oh, that's so nice. You are trying to set me up with your sister so that you don't have to worry about her boyfriend!"
"That's not what I meant and you know it. Just, do me a favor all right? Know what you want from her before you go any further?"
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Ok, I am very sorry about the sex scene. I'm not sure how good it turned out. I just know that it was pretty long. Would you believe that I'm still a virgin! yeah, in the words of Prok I am in for a major disappointment. anyway! i don't know. it may have been awful. i am always really self concious about those kind of scenes, probably because I am a virgin and have never experienced it first hand. So most of that knowledge is from romance novels that I have read, and seriously, if you are looking for a good romance novel, read the Dark hunter series. if you go to and click reading order (duh..) it will tell you the order to read them in. they're great. but back to point! ok, that was it, i am glad I got it updated, and i am now going off to start the next chapter. (I hope at least part of that made sense to you)