A/N: Just wanted to say thanks for all the lovely reviews! I hope this doesn't disappoint anyone :P
The next day passed just the same as any other aside from the fact that Hermione was acutely aware that she was going to lose her virginity that night. All day Ron had grinned at her knowingly every time their eyes met. He was doing nothing to calm her nerves.
Her third class of the day was Arithmancy which neither of the boys did and she was grateful for the break from them. Malfoy did this class too and he wasn't surrounded by his normal group of friends either. It seemed that as a general rule, only the more 'brighter' students bothered to take this class. Instead of sitting in her normal seat, she chose today to sit next to Malfoy. He was quickly becoming a bit of a calming agent for her.
When he saw her coming, he moved his things so she could sit with no hesitation or question. She could see that other students were looking at them strangely but she really didn't care. What did it matter to them if Hermione and Malfoy were friends?
They spent the first half of the lesson silently doing their work, not really acknowledging each other but not ignoring each other either. It was a comfortable silence that they were used to after sharing the same area to study back at their dorm.
After a while Malfoy eventually broke the silence. 'How are you feeling?'
She turned to look at him and found that he was looking back at her, his silver grey eyes swimming with concern.
'You're actually worried about me aren't you?' She chuckled but her chuckle dissolved into a gasp as he moved his hand and placed it on her thigh. She looked at him with wide eyes.
'Relax; I'm not making a move on you. Not even I would do that, not today.' He winked. 'But yes, as surprising as it is, I am worried about you.' He said without meeting her gaze.
She smiled at him; it was strangely comforting to know that he cared. 'Thanks Malfoy, and yeah I'm alright.'
He squeezed her thigh lightly and she was momentarily distracted by a longing for his hand to be slightly higher. 'You're going be fine.' He whispered to her.
She placed a hand on top of his on her thigh. 'Will you be there?'
He burst out laughing and Hermione could not work out what was so funny. After a shushing from the teacher, Malfoy settled and answered her, 'I'm not saying I'm not open to threesomes but I really don't think Weasley would be into that.' He laughed.
She playfully punched him in the leg under the table. 'I meant beforehand! You're gross.'
'What do you need me for?'
'To help me prepare!' She grumbled.
'I don't know how girls prepare for this; I just turn up and put it in.'
'Malfoy!' She shot him a glare.
He chuckled again, before turning serious, 'Whatever you need Granger, anything at all.' She smiled back at him and they both went back to their work.
'Am I coming with you straight after dinner or do you want me to come around later?' Ron whispered in Hermione's ear as they were both filling their plates. She didn't want him there straight away, she wanted sometime to compose herself before he got there.
'Maybe a bit later on. Is 7:30 alright?' She said kindly and he nodded.
He slipped a hand on to her thigh much like Malfoy had done earlier. 'Tonight's gonna be great.' He whispered and squeezed her thigh. She closed her eyes and pushed away thoughts of Malfoy doing the same thing before turning to face Ron and smiling happily at him. It was going to be great. It was the right thing to do, they were in love and she would finally be expressing that to him.
They ate their food and headed back to their separate dorms. When Hermione got back to hers Malfoy was waiting for her on the couch.
'What underwear are you wearing?' Straight down to business, Hermione inwardly chuckled.
'The purple set.'
He sighed and grabbed her hand, pulling her up her own stairs and into her bedroom. 'They simply won't do.' He said more to himself as he started rummaging through her drawers. She was about to protest when he pulled out a Gryffindor red bra. 'This is more like it.' He threw the bra at her and went to work trying to find the matching thong. When he found that he threw that at her too and stood outside the door whilst she changed.
'Should I put some different clothes on?' She yelled at him through the door.
'Nope, your uniform is brilliant.'
She opened the door and he walked back inside and looked around her room.
'Do I need to change anything?' She looked at him, eager for his advice.
'What more do you want Granger? Candles?' He laughed and she smiled.
'You can tell just from your room that you're a nerd.' He smiled to himself as he ran his fingers along the spines of the many books on her antique bookcase.
'What does you room look like?' She asked, annoyed that he had called her a nerd.
He looked at her with what she could only describe as a cheeky grin. 'I'll show you sometime.'
She wasn't exactly sure if there was subtext in that statement or not but she blushed at the possibility and looked at her watch to avoid looking at him. She couldn't be flirting with him right now. Her watch read 7:20 and she gasped.
'What is it?' Malfoy said whilst still looking at her books.
'Ron will be here in ten minutes.'
He turned and she noticed that his expression seemed almost melancholy. He didn't say anything as he walked out of her room and down the stairs. She followed him and found him leaning against the back of the couch.
'Are you going to leave?' She stood in front of him and she noticed the way that his hands were balled into fists. He really despises Ron she thought to herself as she tried to draw her eyes away from the way the muscles in his arms stood out as he clenched and unclenched his fists.
He looked up at her face, 'Nah, I'll probably just chill in my room or something.'
Hermione's eyebrows knitted together in confusion, 'Won't it be weird?'
'You've been here plenty of times while I was having sex.' He said matter-of-factly.
She felt her cheeks heat up. 'Yeah I suppose.' She said quietly, looking at the ground.
He stepped forward and she reluctantly looked up at him. 'I want to be here Granger. Just in case. If anything happens I want you to know that you just have to come through the bathroom and I'll be there. I won't let anything bad happen to you.' He lifted his hand and held her cheek. She leaned into his touch bringing her own hand up to hold his hand against her skin.
She couldn't bring herself to say anything, she just stood there a smile wide on her face. All too soon they heard what sounded like a knock on the portrait. They both turned to look and Hermione dropped her hand but Malfoy didn't. He pulled her face back to his and lightly pressed a kiss to her forehead. 'You'll be great.' He smiled before sprinting up his stairs.
She turned and took a deep breath. She straightened her clothes before walking over and opening the portrait. 'You're knocking now?' She laughed when the portrait hole opened and she saw Ron standing there awkwardly with his hands in his pockets.
He just shrugged and she moved to let him into the common room. He moved past her and stopped in the middle of the room turning to look at her with a soft smile. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his middle. She reached up and pressed a kiss to his cheek. He leant his forehead against hers and looked into her eyes.
'We should go to your room.' He whispered. She swallowed the nervousness that was rising in her throat. She nodded and grabbed his hand leading him up the stairs to her room. Once they got inside they both stood at the foot of her bed, staring at it as though it were looming over them, taunting them.
Slowly Ron reached out a hand and turned her head to face him. Gently he brought his lips to hers he began running his hands up and down her arms. She wound her arms around his neck and held his body closer. As the kiss deepened Ron slid his tongue into her mouth and Hermione stoked it with her own.
Eventually Ron broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down the column of her neck and began to undo the buttons of her school shirt. Once it was fully open he pushed it off her shoulders and stood back to look at her. She blushed and looked away from him feeling incredibly exposed under his gaze. He brought his lips back to her skin, nipping and sucking at the juncture where her shoulder and neck met. She moaned and moved her head to the side granting him better access.
She gingerly brought her fingers to the buttons of his shirt and removed it as he had hers. She ran her hands over his chest and brought them to rest on his shoulders. She had been right, Malfoy had a much more toned body than Ron but now was not the time to be thinking about Malfoy.
Ron brought his hands to her sides and began to run them up and down her skin. She giggled as the light touch of his fingers on her ribs was ticklish. He smiled against her skin and brought his hands to her breasts. He grazed his thumb over her nipples through the fabric of her bra. She moaned and he slipped his hands around to her back and undid the clasp of her bra.
'That was a damn sexy bra Mione but it really needed to come off.' He whispered before taking her earlobe into his mouth and sucking on it lightly. He brought her hands to the milky flesh of her breasts and gently kneaded them. She gasped at the feel of his touch on her bare flesh. She dropped her head to his shoulder and pressed a kiss to his collarbone. He rolled her nipples between his fingers and she arched her back wanting him to touch more of her.
He moved his hands from her breasts and grabbed onto her hands moving them lower until they were resting at the button of his pants. She looked up at him and he kissed her, once again sliding his tongue against hers. Almost without thinking she popped open the button of his pants and slid down the zipper. He pulled back from their kiss and smiled at her, shucking out of his pants until he was left in his red boxers. He brought his own hands to the zipper of her skirt, undoing it and pulling it down so that they were both standing there in only their underwear.
'We match.' She laughed, gesturing to both of their Gryffindor red underwear.
'You look really fucking sexy Mione.' He stood staring at her body. 'Why did you keep this from me for so long?' He smiled like it was a joke but she wasn't sure how to respond.
He didn't break eye contact with her as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of his boxers and moved them down his legs until he stepped out of them. She kept her eyes locked with his, she was nervous about looking down. She'd never seen an actual penis before. She'd felt Malfoy's against her core on the couch but that was so much different to this. He stepped closer to her and took one of her hands in his, gently ghosting his lips over the back of it before bringing it down to wrap around his cock.
It was a strange feeling touching it for the first time. She felt how hard he was and yet the flesh felt soft. She finally allowed herself to look down and saw the swollen head poking out above where her hand held him. He encouraged her to move her hand up and down his length.
'Fuck Mione.' He growled. The erotic noises he was making gave her the confidence to stroke him more freely. She looked up at him in confusion when he placed his hands on her shoulders and began applying pressure as though he wanted her to go down. Once she realised what he wanted she stilled her hand.
'Ron… I…' She stuttered.
'C'mon Mione. For my birthday?' He looked at her pleadingly.
'I don't know how.' She whispered.
'You'll get the hang of it.'
She swallowed thickly and slowly lowered herself to her knees. She looked up at him to see her smiling down at her. If it makes him happy,she thought to herself as she stared at the engorged organ in front of her. Tentatively she leaned forward and brought her tongue to it. She gently licked the head and the salty taste of pre-cum tingled her tongue. She noticed a vein that seemed to bulge slightly on the underside of his cock and she experimentally licked it from the base back to the head. She figured she must have done something right as he groaned and threw his head back. Feeling emboldened she parted her lips and took the him into her mouth. She lightly sucked on it and as she felt Ron slide his fingers into her hair she took more of him into her mouth. She began to move her mouth up and down his member making sure to breathe through her nose. She was beginning to feel like she was doing alright when Ron began to thrust his hips forward forcing more of his cock into her mouth. She let him fall out of her mouth and she looked up at him.
'Sorry Mione. I'll try to stop that. Carry on.' He said with a smile, lightly stroking her cheek. She took him back into her mouth and she found that he seemed to like it when she hollowed her cheeks and sucked a little harder. Every now and then she would stop and swirl her tongue around the purplish head and enjoyed the profanities that he would growl whenever she did. As he seemed to get more into it his grip on her hair tightened and he began thrusting his hips again. It was more violent than before and she found herself gagging as his cock hit the back of her throat again and again. She tried to move back but his grip on her hair held her in place. Her eyes began to water and out of desperation she moved her hands to his thighs and began to push against him.
He suddenly let go of her hair and she moved back from him, taking in large gasps of air. He helped her up and took her face in his hands. 'I'm so sorry Mione, I just got a bit carried away.'
'It's alright.' She gave him a light kiss that he deepened, tongue caressing hers. She wound her fingers into his hair as she pulled him closer to her, their bodies pressed up against each other with only her thong separating them.
They moved back until Hermione felt the bed hit the back of her legs. She laid down on top of her comforter, pulling him down with her. He nestled between her legs and began kissing her neck, moving further and further down until he was ghosting kisses across her breasts. She cried out as he took one left nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hardened bud and sucking on it lightly. Her back arched, wanting more. He moved to her right nipple and gave it the same attention. She squirmed under him, feeling wetness pool between her legs. He left her nipple and kissed down her stomach, until he reached the edge of her underwear. He hooked his fingers into the band of her thong and pulled it down her legs.
He spread her knees and ran a finger up her slit. She whimpered slightly as he pushed one of his fingers into her, slowly moving it in and out. She moaned and he added another finger and then another, stretching her. It was slightly uncomfortable at first but that soon faded as he curled his fingers hitting that same spot that Malfoy had hit the other day. She grinded herself on his fingers as she felt the pressure in her lower abdomen build. She felt as though she was lingering on the edge when he removed his fingers from her. She looked at him confused and was about to protest when she felt a completely different sensation. She looked down between their bodies and saw that he was gliding the head of his cock up and down her slit.
She moaned and threw her head back. She moved her hips in time with his movements, she wanted him badly. He positioned himself at her entrance and almost like though she was giving him permission she moaned his name.
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