The Carnal Club

Leverage

   "I don't want to know what you did with it last night, but just tell me one thing," Harry asked her ashe closed his Potions book and grimaced at her. "Do I need to put it on a boil wash?" 

   Hermione spluttered a laugh, putting her quill down to look at him and felt a pair of grey eyes onher from a few desks away. "Absolutely not. As if you would possibly think that I would defile itlike that."

    "Well you don't go getting into 8th place in two days by just doing a bit of heavy petting,Hermione." Ron told her pointedly as he read through his parchment. "Some serious bumping ofthe uglies must have been going on for you to up the ante that much."

    Hermione's not crinkled and she shook her head. "If you really want to know then you can look atthe list, but I'm not telling you...that's just...odd." 

   And she would not tell them. She refused to. Not because she was ashamed, but because it wasnone of their business. The look on Malfoy's face when he thought she had just disappeared lastnight would stay with her forever...but the look of pure euphoria that etched his features when shehad made him cum with her mouth had been...well...

    Like nothing that she had ever experienced before. Dare she say it; he looked beautiful. His eyeswere dark as he locked eyes with her and the look he gave her was so intense as he exploded intoher mouth, his head finally falling back as the motion took over him.

    It had made her cum. The intensity of the moment and the way he was looking at her... the wayhis cock pulsed in her mouth... she doubted that she would experience anything as primal andpowerful as that again.

    And now she wanted more. She wanted to see what else she could make him do...what he couldmake her do. The thought made her insides burn with something insatiable. All she had done forthe rest of the night is think about him. The way he looked and the way he felt and the way hetasted in her mouth.

    Her body gave an involuntary shudder.

   "Well hello there Gryffin-dorks!" Theodore announced as he came to stand by Hermione's side."Pothead," He nodded in Harry's direction. "Gingernut." Another nod. "...Hermione..." the grinhe wore on his face was positively shit-eating, and Hermione looked to the sky for help. Hewinked at her.

    "Piss of, Theodore." She decided to ignore him and put her head down to finish off her work. 

   "8th place, eh..." he sighed dramatically. "And I wondered why our dear Draco looked so thrilledthis morning... he actually smiled... he never smiles." 

   Harry and Ron chuckled beside her. "She won't kiss and tell." 

   "Neither will Draco..." another sigh. "Although I hear that the portraits in the Slytherin commonroom got a right eyeful last night-"

   Hermione just about died.

    The portraits...why didn't she think about the portraits?! 

   "If this involves my Invisibility cloak, then I really don't want to know." Harry put his hands overhis ears. 

   "Hermione..." Ron's jaw swung open. "...you never!"

    Shit ... oh well, if you can't beat them.

    "I did." She told them all casually. "And now I'm in 8th place...and I assure you, I will continue toclimb." She sniffed the air arrogantly, making her point. All the time, those same pair of grey eyeswere boring into her.

    "Let's try not to give the Portraits a show next time though, eh?" Theo gave her another winkbefore walking away, laughing to himself. 

   "Hermione granger, closet nymph...who knew." Harry said quietly from beside her.