What's a Riddle?

Hermione

| This chapter has strong sexual content. I've included a girl to girl sex scene. Don't be disrespectful about it. Love is love, and I wanted to add another special relationship to this story. There is mentions of traumatic things such as death, emotions, neglecting, and other trauma related things. If you're sensitive to these topics either read with caution, or go to the next chapter. You could also find another book to read. It's not my intention to trigger anyone in anyway. |

Everyone was comforting Harry, everyone except Pansy. She's such a bitch that she can't have any compassion. I stormed out of the Gryffindor common room which was full of tears, and grief. I headed to the Slytherin common room where I saw all the guys leave the common room. They must be going to a party as usual instead of studying. Pathetic piece of shits.
I ran into Pansy's room, and saw her buttoning the final buttons on her shirt. "Did you just have a threesome?" "Are you about to start a war in my room? Don't you respect people's privacy?" "Why aren't you in the Gryffindor common room?" "Why would I be in there?" "To comfort Harry. He's crying up a storm in there." "Why do you guys care about him so much?" "Because he's had the worst life in this school." "You don't think that maybe Roxanne had it worse?" "No. She has a perfect life." "Does she now?" Pansy's expression looked like she wanted to hurt me. "Roxanne watched her mother slowly die in front of her when she was young. Her father neglected her for many years which royally fucked her up. She saved me from being raped by that asshole, and now she jus witnessed her father die in front of her. And if you didn't notice, she was on the floor crying her eyes out. But you and the rest of those cock sucking assholes didn't even notice her screaming."
   My face went blank, cold, and dead. She was correct but Roxanne is cruel. "She's a bitch. She doesn't deserve anything." "I think I know why you say that." She walked over to me looking me down and up while her thighs moved her skirt in an elegant way. And her fishnet stockings addressing her pale skin so perfectly. "I know you like women as much as you like Ron. But maybe you like us more than you think." "I don't know what you're talking about." "I know Roxanne rejected you. I could see the way you looked at her when you two were friends. You were in love with her. You are like this because you're upset she wasn't a lesbian or bisexual." "You're a fucking bitch!" "When I admitted I also appreciated the idea of women my life became easier." I started to back away to the door, but it was locked. This bitch locked the door, and I didn't even notice.
"Why are you trying to leave? I was never going to tell anyone the truth." "So what if I do?" "No judgement, Granger." "You're a fucking cunt!" "Alright, and do you think I'll be hurt if you call me that?" "I just wanted to tell you the truth." "You're not telling the truth." "What do you mean?"
She smirked at me, and moved closer but I couldn't go anywhere. I was trapped. "I can see the way you stared at my tits, my thighs, my neck, and my lips. I think there is something you want to tell me." "I don't like you." "What if I proved you wrong?" "What are you talking about?" She got even closer, and moved her mouth to my ear. "What if you have sex a try with me?"
I was shocked by her words, but yet I could feel a second heartbeat. " You want me to sleep with you?" "If you don't want to that's fine. But if you knew what it felt like. Maybe you would realize who you truly are." My face went from pale to red. My palms were sweating, and I could feel my fabric soaking. What the fuck.
I looked her in her eyes, and saw that evil but charming smirk warm her face. "I'll only do it to prove to you I like guys. And only guys." Her smirk was appreciated with a flick of her tongue. "You've mad your choice. Let me know if you want me to stop." "Fine!"
   She walked me over to the bed, and had me lie on the soft sheets. She straddled my hips, and moved her face down to mine. Her tongue brushed over the side of my mouth. Her full lips softly slammed into mine while her tongue dug into my throat. She removed her tongue, and bit down on my bottom lip. I could feel a little blood come down my chin. She ripped open my shirt exposing that I wasn't wearing a bra. I saw a smirk raise on her face again. She lowered her face to my stomach and trailed her tongue up my torso, and kissed my breast. My breathing increased, and I could feel my fabric becoming more and more soaked. I felt her hands grab onto my legs, and I realized she was moving slowly down my body. I hated this, but I could feel my legs spread open slowly. A small chuckle left her lips. She lifted up my skirt, and removed my knickers. Her hands went under my thighs. I sat up a little to see her kiss my thighs, and then her diving her head into my clit. Her tongue slowly flicked me, and I hit my head back onto the bed. I could feel my eyes close, and her tongue went inside me and the breathing became unbearable. Her nails were digging into my thighs while her mouth swallowed me. She was inside me with the motherfucking tongue. Her hands moved my legs even father apart, as she exposed me more. She removed herself, and I could feel herself staring at my clit. I wanted her to do more, and me gripping the sheets told her that. I felt her tongue shove inside me again, and my back arched to no end. I let out a small trail of moans, and her tongue circled the inside of me. I felt some air hit me, and then I felt her tongue do one last lick as she kept that lick going until she moved up to my neck.
She moved my face to hers, and her other arm went underneath my back. "You can try now." She flipped me over so I was on top of her. "I don't know how to do this." "Just do it. I wanna feel a little something too. Trust me." She motioned her head for me to do something, and I decided to follow her routine.