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Dirty dreams
How you want to do me
Dirty dreams
Let me get through
Dirty dreams
A triple X-rated movie starring me and you
Dirty Dreams-Alice Cooper
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"You take it."
"No, it's fine. This place is huge. I'll just look around a little more. There has got to be another bed in the mansion."
"Hermione, just take the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor."
"No. I'll go and find a couch, you take the bed."
"I don't know if you've noticed, but this is the only furnished room. There's only one bed, no couches. Just take it."
Hermione sighed and growled, stomping over to the bed. "Fine. We'll share it."
Sirius was taken aback by how forward she was being.
"W-what?"
Hermione seemed to realise what she'd just said as a smirk grew over Sirius's face. "I-I mean..."
"Okay, Hermione," Sirius said, walking towards the bed as well. "We can share it. Go ahead, get in."
Hermione gave him a careful look before climbing into the large, king sized bed and scooting beneath the covers. Sirius, never missing a beat, got in on the other side, laying himself as close as he could next to Hermione without actually touching her. He chuckled. "Are you uncomfortable with me being this close?"
Hermione wasn't a liar. "Yes."
He chuckled again. "Good. That means you won't be out of line. You know that I'm stronger than you. You know what I can do to you."
Hermione rolled over so her back was facing him. This was mostly so he couldn't see the blush tainting her face, but also so that he would know she was ending that conversation then and there-she was in charge.
"Goodnight, Sirius."
"Sweet dreams, dollface."
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Sirius's dreams were filled with what Hermione knew he could do to her. They were definitely sweet dreams, but when he woke up, he was unhappy to find that he had had such a dream about a girl so much younger than himself. He jumped awake just as he was running his tongue up the stomach of the dream Hermione, pushing himself away from the real Hermione. The pillows and sheets around him were soaked with sweat, just as his face and pants were. He climbed quickly out of bed, breathing heavily, and lit a candle before dashing from the room, in search of the bathroom. He couldn't have had such a dirty dream about Hermione! She was only seventeen!
He found one just down the hall and turned on the faucet, letting the deep sink fill with water before dipping his head into the frigid liquid. He came up gasping for air, but at least his head was cleared.
After drying his face with a towel, Sirius examined his face in the mirror. The dream had him incredibly shaken up. He would never be able to look at Hermione the same way again.
Because now he knew how he really felt about her.
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Hey! One more chapter after this, and then I gotta work on my other fics before I do my homework! ^^