Sensitive Touch

Chapter 31: Valentine

Hermione strode to the library after classes on Valentine's Day, making sure she went the way that would run her into Ron. She knew Harry and Draco had already gone to the library after potions as she had seen them trotting off while talking amongst each other when she herself left. She noticed Romilda shooting Harry venomous and almost lusty looks as he walked with Draco.

Hermione paced herself behind Romilda and one of her pug nosed girl friends to listen in on the conversation that had just started.

"I still can't believe he's gay and going out with that death eater honestly. It pisses me off to no end that I got pulled away from him right when I was feeling him up that day, before he had that seizure of course." she sighed dismissively.

"Have you seen those new jeans he wears?" the other girl Hermione didn't recognize inquired.

Romilda let out a foul moan, "Oh my god you can see everything! He's so big for a man of his height! What I wouldn't give to fuck him!"

"He's a bit aggressive though, kind but with a sassy temper you know."

"All the more reason! He's a bit snippy and temperamental sure, but he's gorgeous. He's got those big eyes in such a unique shade of green and you can see all his muscles in those clothes he wears... I just wanna-" Romilda made a claw with her hand and mimed grabbing something from underneath, "Right on his cock just to see how much the chosen boy's really got."

The other girl groaned appreciatively.

"He's simultaneously cute and hot... Honestly... I'd love to see him fuck that death eater, or better yet! Be fucked by that death eater! Think of how hot that male on male action would be... The blondie is a bit of a hottie as well..." Romilda drooled.

"Did you see Malfoy grab Potter's arse on the way out of potions? That was so hot... He's got such a nice arse for a boy..."

Romilda pushed up her bust, "How can he not like these? I'd love to get one good fuck out of him, even if I have to use illegal spells..."

Hermione was disgusted.

"Gay couples are not your fetish!" she growled, "Harry is gay and yes he is very attractive, but that doesn't give you the right to relish his body and his intimate moments with his lover! You're objectifying him like he's a sex toy for your enjoyment, how revolting can you get?" she snarled.

Romilda swirled around, "Granger? Who are you to talk? You just called him attractive!"

"That's because I can appreciate a beautiful person while still being in a stable relationship and not fetishize said person and his lover who he cares for very deeply! Those types of experiences aren't for anybody but the couple being intimate sexually unless they decide themselves to publicize it! It's not your right to touch Harry's body, especially his penis, women can be charged with sexual assault as well you know! Leave him alone. He's comfortable with his sexuality and his relationship, you touching an openly gay man when he explicitly doesn't want it and insulting his neurological condition to overwhelm him is assault." Hermione snapped.

She stormed in front of them and marched furiously along the corridor, leaving a shocked Romilda in her wake.

Once she found Ron she had calmed down considerably, but was still seething under her breath.

"What's up with you?" Ron asked as he opened a sugar quill and stuck it in his mouth.

"Romilda Vane being horny and obnoxious about Harry." she huffed.

"Wha-" Ron mumbled.

"Just her drooling about how much she wants to fuck him with her friend."

Ron flushed and choked on his spit.