Escape: Into the Potterverse [18+]

Chapter 11

The next morning you wake up and head down to the Great hall for breakfast. When you get there, you join Hermione at the table with Ron and Ginny. Ron has a huge plate of food in front of him. Ginny watches him take a big mouthful without even looking, and she rolls her eyes at him.

"Do you ever stop eating?" Hermione asks.

"What, I'm hungry," says Ron with a mouthful of food.

You just grin at Ron as you grab a slice of toast and pour yourself a cup of coffee. As you are putting down the coffee pot, you spot Harry walking up to the table. He stands for a moment looking at the four of you awkwardly.

"Can I join you?" Harry asks.

Before any of you have a chance to answer him, you hear the sounds of an argument outside. You quickly get up from the table and follow Harry and Hermione out to where the noise is coming from.

As you leave the Great hall you can see Professor McGonagall is arguing with Professor Umbridge. Professor McGonagall is angry with the way Umbridge has been disciplining the children, but Umbridge is not convinced.

"Things at Hogwarts are far worse than I feared," says Professor Umbridge. "We will need to take immediate action."

"That doesn't sound good," you say to Ron.

"No, it doesn't," he says. "Hey y/n, me and Harry have got quidditch practice now. You can come and watch if you want?"

"Yeah, that sounds fun," you say. " I've never seen people playing quidditch in real life before."

"Alright then," says Ron. "Are you coming as well Hermione?"

"No, thanks. I've got some things to do in the library," says Hermione. "But I might come and join y/n a bit later."

"Yeah, that would be nice," you say. "Well bye Hermione."

Hermione gives you a quick hug, then you head off following Harry and Ron towards the quidditch pitch. As you get closer, Ron points the way to the seating area while him and Harry head into the changing rooms.

When you reach the quidditch pitch you find that it is bigger than you imagined. And the hoops look so high off the ground too. It makes it seem dangerous when you realise how high they must be flying when the game is on.

The stands are all empty, so you find a nice place to sit and wait for the practice to start.  Soon you see Harry and Ron heading out of the changing rooms along with the rest of the Gryffindor team. You can't hear what the are saying, but soon enough they are all up and flying around. You see Ron guarding the hops at one end while most of the other players are passing the Quaffle around. Ron doesn't seem to be doing very well, and the chasers keep scoring points against him.

As you sit and watch, you hear a noise and voices behind you. When you turn around you see Draco walking round the corner followed by Crabbe and Goyle. When Draco sees you he smirks then whispers something to the other two. Crabbe and Goyle then walk off to the other end of the stands to watch the Gryffindor team closely while Draco walks over and sits next to you.

"So you like quidditch, mudblood," Draco sneers. "You should come and watch the Slytherin team practice. Then you will see some real players."

You try to keep your eyes focused on the Gryffindor players and ignore Draco sitting next to you.

"I think they are doing really well," you say without looking at him.

Draco scoffs. "If you want to see what real talent looks like then you should check me out," he says.

Your face blushes uncontrollably when you hear Draco telling you to 'check him out'. You would like to check him out, you think.

"You're blushing again, mudblood," says Draco. "Does it excite you, the idea of watching me play?"

You pretend to ignore him and keep your eyes forward.

"I'm very skilled," says Draco. "I know when to reach out my hand."

You feel Draco put his hand on your knee. He caresses you gently, then his hand moves slightly higher up your leg.

"How to get closer to the snitch," says Draco.

You gasp as you feel Draco's hand reaches the hem of your skirt. His hand keeps moving higher, then he starts to push your thighs apart.

"Getting closer to the prize," says Draco. "Until it's nearly close enough to touch."

His hand moves higher to the top of your thighs. You bite your lip and try not to moan as you feel Draco's finger rubbing up and down on the outside of your panties.

"And then, at the right time, taking it," says Draco.

He quickly pushes your panties to the side and slips his finger inside you. You gasp and then whimper as you feel his finger slowly going in and out.

"Mmmm, nice and wet," says Draco. "A nice tight little mudblood pussy."

You gasp and moan as Draco slides a second finger inside you. He keeps pumping his fingers inside you. You reach down and grasp Draco's arm as you feel yourself getting close.

Suddenly you hear a voice crying out from nearby.

"Malfoy, what are you doing? Leave her alone."

Draco pulls his hand out from between your legs and jumps up to see who was shouting. You quickly push your skirt back down then turn around to see Hermione standing there. She is staring furiously at Draco with her wand held out pointing at him.

"Urgh, more filthy mudbloods," sneers Draco.

"Just stay away from my friend," says Hermione angrily.

"She's fine," smirks Draco, walking right up close to Hermione. "I think she was enjoying my company."

Hermione's face starts to turn red. Suddenly Draco sweeps his arm up and knocks Hermione's wand out of her hand. Hermione shrieks, then her hand reaches and she grabs hold of Draco's hair and pulls it. Draco cries out in pain, then Crabbe and Goyle rush forward and grab hold of Hermione.

"You filthy mudblood whore," Draco spits out, holding his head in shock.

"You're going to regret that," says Draco pulling out his wand.

"No, stop!" you cry out.

Draco pauses for a moment and stares at you. Then he puts his wand back in his pocket and turns back to Hermione.

"I'll deal with you another time, mudblood," he sneers at Hermione.

Draco turns and stomps off towards the exit. Goyle shoves Hermione roughly to the ground, then him and Crabbe rush off after Draco.

You step forward quickly to check if Hermione is okay. She is sitting on the floor awkwardly, looking at something in her hand. She puts whatever it is in her pocket, then you reach down and help her up and onto one of the seats.

"Thank you y/n," Hermione says as she sits down. "I'll be fine. But what did Malfoy want with you."

"Oh, erm, he was just explaining how quidditch works," you say, blushing.

"Well come and sit down," Hermione says, patting the seat next to her.  "I'm sure I could explain it a lot better than Malfoy did."

Your face turns a brighter red at what Hermione says unintentionally.

"Oh, umm, no, that's okay," you say. "I, erm, I think I got enough from Malfoy already."

"Okay then," says Hermione with a shrug.

You spend the rest of the time watching the Gryffindor team practice. You try to listen to Hermione explain what Fred and George are doing, but you are too distracted thinking about Draco.