it didn't hurt you - Draco continued to caress her breasts, and began to move the member, rubbing against her flaming lips.

- Not! Get off me, I said!

“You don't care about Potter, is he like your friend?”

- Not true, do not give a damn! I, I will do everything! - she faltered, as if struggling with herself, - Everything except this one! You are welcome!

Draco froze. It was strange and unexpected. Mudblood told him "please." It was damn weird. Just a minute ago, he was possessed by rage and the desire to take her by force at any cost. And now, now he was ready to get up and leave after this one of her "please." Damn, what's going on with him again? He should not pity her, it will be a weakness on his part!

His gaze slid over the girl — smooth, elegant back, slim waist. Delightful ass, to which he pressed himself a member. Draco pulled back a little, and felt her breathe a sigh of relief.

But now he could see all her charms - the wet open petals of the genital sponges and the brown, wrinkled ass ring, also wet from the grease that had accumulated during their fuss. He got an idea.

- Well, I will not touch your virgin Granger. Until I touch. - taking a member in his hand, he ran his head over her anus, - but you yourself said that you would do anything!

Draco felt the girl flinch.

"What ... what are you ... Malfoy, are you serious?"

“What's the problem, Granger?” What don't you like? You stay and tselkov, and have time to fuck. - Draco gently pressed member, feeling like resisting his cock tight ring.

- Stop it, it hurts! - the girl's voice broke into some kind of quiet sob

- Relax, then it will not hurt! - He continued to slightly push member, but reached out and began to caress her clitoris with his hand. - Spread your legs wider, it will be more convenient for you.

She seemed to obey him, her legs spread wider and catching this movement, Draco pushed forward. The head of his dick slid inside, hiding in Hermione's ass. The girl shuddered and let out a whimper or a moan, and her ass firmly squeezed his cock.

- All already, Granger! Relax. - Draco pressed against the girl from behind, and with one hand continued to pull at her clit, and the other clasped his chest, touching the hard nipple with his finger.

The sensations were incredible, the narrow ass of the girl squeezed his cock, and he himself had difficulty restraining himself not to groan. Feeling that she was slightly relaxed, Draco began to move gently, literally a millimeter. For several minutes only their heavy breathing was heard. He tried to work her ass off without hurting her. Having clung to her from behind, he almost lay down on Hermione, burying his face in her hair.

- Bend a little. - He asked, and feeling her movement pushed inside a little stronger.

The dick slid inside by almost half, and Hermione groaned loudly.

- Painfully?

- What do you think? - because of the lingering breathing constantly, Draco could hardly distinguish her words.

He briefly stopped, concentrating on caressing her breasts and clitoris:

- Do not shrink, then it will not hurt.

After a couple of minutes, it seemed to him that her anus relaxed and he could move again, even with greater amplitude and not as carefully as before. She seems to be getting used to. But after the next movement, the girl screamed in protest, and he again had to stop.

Clasping her chest with both hands, he pulled Hermione to him. Slightly twisting nipples, whispered:

- Move yourself, Granger!

She was silent for several seconds, breathing heavily:

- Why did it happen? I'm not going to help you!

“Dura, I don't want to hurt you!” - not restraining, Draco bit her neck slightly.

Hermione cried out in surprise, and he felt her movement on his penis. Then another. She moved slowly, and he heard her drawing in the air, each time she sat down on his organ. Bursts of pleasure rushed through the cock, and Draco clenched his teeth, feeling the approach of an orgasm. Then he realized that she was not supposed to cum in her ass, and with a double force took her chest and clit. It seemed to have the desired effect, the girl trembled and made a loud moan, Draco felt how much her ass squeezed her cock. Has she really finished?

It was no longer tolerable. Pulling out his organ, he quickly unfolded, nothing thinking girl. Inserting a member into her mouth, he felt a long-awaited orgasm and let it go with pleasure.

* * *

“Malfoy, what the hell?” - Harry Potter indignantly considered the Slyrane, - Are you specifically trying to drop all the biggest stones on me?

- Do not get angry, Potter! Better give you some more rusty dagger in your side and see how you will roll stones!

- Shut up!

- Why did it happen? By the way, I did not try to kill anyone from jealousy!

“I wasn't going to kill anyone either!”

- So what about jealousy, I guess?

- Malfoy, I told you - shut up. Or you will need healing spells again.

- So I guess! You know, your girlfriend last time sucked almost perfectly. Apparently my workouts were not in vain.

- Why are you provoking me? By the way, Hermione asked you not to try to kill you again. But you know, we can easily do your broken face, ferret!

- Ha, fight the wounded! But what about all this nobility vultures? Potter, you are furious not by my words, but by the fact that your own girlfriend threw you!

- Kinula? What are you talking about?

- About! What are you like little!

- Malfoy, you express yourself more clearly!

- But the fact that? You beat me up because the Mudblood is the maximum that allows you - to hold on to her ass?

- Yes, we are with her ...

- Yes?

- None of your business!

- Yes, there is no "you with her"! Do our share-girl vryat you and suck at least once normally - I suppose shy!

- Oh, so this is your very envy, Malfoy! Did you fall in love?

- What kind of envy, what the fuck are you talking about?

- Fuck? Listen to me, you must understand that everything that is happening here is just a consequence of the idiotic situation in which you are guilty! She does not like moral monsters! And you - especially!

- Potter, shut up the dick!

- Fuck off. Yes, and you're actually late!

- late? - transfixed, Draco cautiously looked at Harry. - In what sense was he late?

- In such! She is now my girlfriend, and I'm not going to report back to you about what we are doing to her.

* * *

After Malfoy left, Hermione sat down heavily on the sofa. I wanted to close my eyes and burst into tears. Did she really let him fuck herself? Yes, even in this way ...

Frowning, she remembered the initial sensations. It was painful. Although everything happened so quickly and unexpectedly, that she didn’t even have time to get scared. Now she was ashamed. She almost did not resist! She allowed the Slytherin to do that to her, and then she finished it under him.

And what would happen if he fucked her in the normal way? She would have forgotten everything at once and would have moaned on his penis? But he will try to repeat it! And what should she do then?

Maybe we should tell Harry everything. No, he will kill him then. And sure to be in prison. But something needs to be done!

For starters, she should get dressed. Wincing, Hermione stood up. There was the impression that a member of the Slytherin was still in her ass. On the one hand, it caused discomfort, but on the other ... She quickly pulled on her mantle, trying to get rid of the memories. But it only got worse. Hermione shuddered, suddenly remembering that Malfoy had been lying on the clothes she had just worn for a day and a half.

It was necessary to calm down. This is all nonsense, she winds herself up in vain, and this smell, this is just imagination ... But she could not do anything. Thoughts circled, returning again and again to the damn Slytherin.

His cock was again felt in the ass, and she moved on him, dying of shame and excitement. Between her legs she felt wet again, and Hermione launched her palm under her robe. Damn what she was doing, for sure Harry will soon wake up and come to her.She removed her hand, and again tried to distract.

In vain. Memories and sensations did not want to go away. Besides, she suddenly had a fear that Malfoy could tell Harry everything himself. And for certain it will present it in such a way that their new relations and the old friendship can have them crossed out forever. We had to hurry before it was too late. Now she knew what to do. Reassured, she waited for Harry.

* * *

After releasing the penis from the mouth, Hermione looked the boy in the eye for a couple of seconds. Mentally reminding herself of the decision, she got up and pulled off her robe. Harry opened his eyes and looked at her in surprise.

- Hermi, what are you ...

“Hush,” she put a finger to her lips and sat down on her knees, spreading her legs.

Having covered his lips with hers, she pressed herself against the boy and felt the contact of her wet hole with the shaft of her penis. His hands clasped her ass and their bodies pressed closer together.

Hermione felt hot, her whole body seemed to be filled with some kind of liquid fire that threatened to spill out and set everything on fire. She could not restrain herself and began shamelessly moving her ass and hips, trying to rub herself against Harry's dick by her clit.

They were kissing furiously, not understanding whose language is in someone's mouth. Harry's hands slid along her ass even further and she felt his touch on her wet lips. Her crackle burned and pulsed, driving away the remnants of fear and replacing it with a desire to feel a hot hard organ inside.

- Harry, I, I ... want ...

- Hermi, I ...

- But I'm afraid. He is so big. - Hermione lifted up and slightly moved, feeling the filled head of the penis, - I'll try it myself, okay?

Grabbing a member with her palm, she sent a hard organ into her current hole and began to gently fall on it.

* * *

A man in a dark robe walked quickly down the corridor. Black hair, tightly compressed lips, Severus Snape looked like a big, gloomy bat that had turned into a human being in some way.

He was furious. Already that day he explored the corridors under the castle, trying to find the missing students. But this time he could usefully spend in his laboratory! But Dumbledore knew who to turn to. He promised to take care of Draco. And Potter. This wild trick is undoubtedly his fault. But he must also find and save him. Let him not promise anyone this, but he should. Because otherwise, he will not forgive this to himself. That year waking up in a cold sweat, looking for her green eyes was unbearable. And if there are two pairs of them, he definitely will not stand it and will go crazy.

Search spells worked, but with some deviations. The general direction was easy, but the closer he got, the more distortions were. It looks like this trinity was under some kind of protective curtain, or next to the artifact that knocked down the search.

Stop. Maybe it is here. He stopped in the center of the corridor by a wall of nothing. A couple of steps forward, a couple backwards, a complex movement with a wand. Yes, it is for sure here.

- Bombardo Maxima! - A large piece of the wall collapsed, revealing a huge space, flooded with the light of a multitude of candles.

It seems he got the right place. But it seems not quite on time. Here is the devil, and how will he retell it to Albus?