Exploring Hermione's Sexuality

Chapter 3: An Unexpected Group

At long last, they had made it back to Hogwarts for their 6th year. The sorting had finished. Gryffindor had gained 13 new first years. Dumbledore stood up and announced the new teacher.

"This is my old friend Professor Slughorn. He will be resuming his old post at potions master this year." Slughorn stood up to a warm round of applause. "And I am pleased to tell you, that Professor Snape, will be taking over the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year." Three of the four house tables groaned while the Slytherins whooped and hollered. "Now, without further adoo. Icke, bickle, bop." He spoke and waved his hand.

The gold plates and platters filled with food in-front of their eyes. Hermione grabbed chicken, potatoes, and beans. She was famished. The other sixth years chattered about Snape and Slughorn while Hermione indulged in a treacle tart.

The first week had gone by smoothly for Hermione. She was getting top grades in all her classes as usual, she was getting plenty of sleep not as usual, and she pleasured herself daily. One thing she was not enjoying so much at the moment was her prefect duties. She had to walk the halls of the huge school for hours each day.

Currently, she was pacing the dungeons. She didn't like it much down there, but it was part of being a prefect. As she turned the corner, she glimpsed Draco Malfoy walking with Pansy Parkinson. With no interest of an interaction with either of those two, she spun on her heel and walked the other way.

"Oi, Granger!" Called the cold voice of Draco Malfoy. He had spotted her. He and Pansy walked over to Hermione as she slowly turned around to face them. Draco was wearing the same attire as the last time they met, green and silver tie, white shirt, black pants, silver belt. Pansy was wearing big black hoop earrings, her hair was tucked behind her ears, she had dyed bits of her hair Slytherin green. She wore a green shiny tube top, a black mini skirt, fishnets, and big black boots. She looked edgy, but gorgeous Hermione thought to herself. Pansy was shorter than Hermione, maybe 5'3. She had a sharp jawline and a perfect neck. Her boobs were a bigger than Hermione's. They looked firm and perky under the tiny shiny fabric. Pansy had a slim stomach, it was strong and muscular. Her hips were not too wide not too thin, just perfect. She had big thighs. They looked sexy in her black fishnets.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Hermione prompted.

"Same thing as last time don't I?" He paused. "I told Parkinson about our little "meeting". She wants in?" Draco drawled.

Hermione was revolted. She wanted nothing to do with Draco. She was about to turn back down the hall when it happened. Pansy gently placed her hand on Hermione's soft cheek. Her hand was warm, soft, and felt gentle and comforting.

"Tomorrow at Midnight, prefects bathroom." She spoke in a whisper and leaned in close to Hermione. Hermione smelled Pansy. She smelled of sweet roses and lavender. It was calming. Pansy kissed Hermione's cheek. Her red lipstick left a mark on her face. Hermione suddenly felt a rush of passion coursing through her towards Pansy. She got turned on. Her pussy grew wet and her nipples grew firm.

"Be there." Pansy whispered.

Chills trickled down her spine. Hermione blushed and turned around. Although she wanted absolutely nothing to do with Draco as a person, he still had a big dick. The real thing that changed her mind though, was Pansy Parkinson.

Hermione made it back to her dormitory and collapsed on her bed. She
fell asleep fantasizing about the next night with Draco and Pansy.

The next day was tough. Hermione got constantly distracted thinking about what was going to happen later the day. It seemed like she saw Draco and Pansy twice the amount as usual. She couldn't keep her mind off of either of them. Finally, night had fallen. She was the last person in the common room. It was 11:45, she couldn't wait any longer. She crept up to the boys dormitory and tip-toed over to Harry's bed.