It's only been a few weeks into sixth year at Hogwarts. And I'm already been through some drastic changes. I've begun to move to the dark side of things. Not following the dark lord. I'm done being a goody two shoes. It's not fair to me to have to be the mother of the golden trio. And that's exactly who I am right now. I'm always leading. I'm the smarts behind the plans. I want to be able to let loose for a little while. So that's what I've decided to do. I'm going to be the person I've wanted to be. Tonight's a Halloween/masquerade party for all of the houses and I'm planning on being a little naughty tonight. I'm going to be a naughty healer. I hear he wants to be one himself when he graduates. And then I'm going reel Draco in. He's going to never know its me until my virginity is taken. And I can handle being hexed and called a mudblood. That's fine by me as long as I've gotten what I wanted. "What are you going to wear to the dance 'Mione?" Ginny Weasley asks me. I giggle shamelessly. "I'm going to be a naughty healer." I whisper to her with a swipe of my lips. She smiles with an inaudible gasp. "Who are you trying to get into bed with? Spill!" She squeals. "You're going to hate me. Draco Malfoy. The sex god himself," I bite my lip with a fake innocent look. "Hermione Jean Granger!" Ginny smacks my arm harshly. "You can do better then that! Like-like- like Neville! He's a sweet guy and all. I bet he's huge—" I cut Ginny off there. "Why not go to the sex god himself when I can't get a guy?" I question without defeat. Although Ginny looks defeated, she doesn't give up. "Or....Ron," she shudders at that thought. I crinkle my nose. He's too..dim for me. I need a smart and educated man to take my virginity and possibly by hex me later. Although Draco would do that later, I'm sure. I'm snapped out of my thoughts. "Hermione. C'mon," Ginny whines. "Just don't tell anyone okay?" I ask. I may be ready for a change, but I don't want to loose my friends. Ginny sighs. "I won't. But please be careful and make sure to bring your wand," Ginny reminds me. "You'll need it," When that conversation ended, I made my move to my dorm to get ready. Ronald steps in my way and looks at me with slight discomfort. "Hey Hermione. Do you have a date to the party?" Ron asks me. I shake my head. "I'm a lone woman tonight. I don't need a date, thank you though," I already shoot the idea down. I'm not that mean to sleep with another guy while having a date at the party. "Well actually I was going to mention that Malfoy needed one and he bribed me into asking you for him." Ron states off handedly. "Ron, Malfoy would never ask me to the dance. And never through you." I point out. "He gave me and Ginny both 50 galleons. That's 5,000 dollars in muggle currency. We needed the money Hermione," Ron says, pulling out the fifty galleons and shows them to me. They're real as can be. "Tell Draco that I'll be outside the Gryffindor tower at 8:00 sharp," I mutter. My plan is now officially into action. I make my way towards my dorm once again. I walk in and grab my costume and mask. The last thing I want to do is agree with Ronald. They really did need the money, they'll be able to buy themselves school clothes that fit and new books and quills. They really are my best friends. I'm happy for them. I'll have to thank Draco for such an act of kindness. I agree to myself. I shower really quickly before getting out and magically drying my body and hair. I curl my hair until it's perfected to kinky twists. I then slip on the cute little mid thigh white dress with short sleeves. There are red linings on the fake uniform.
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It fits more as a shirt then anything else. I put the red stethoscope around my neck and the little healers hat on top of my head, avoiding the most important curls. I pull on white fish net stockings that go up to my knees. I slip on six inch heels that I've mastered walking in in two days. I then grab my mask and slip on the whistle plastic material with red and white jewels. I goes all the way to my chin like a DeathEaters mask. But prettier. And less scary. It was naturally made for a girl. I look in the mirror and realize that no one should know it was me. Perfect. Not even the professors. I step outside of the portrait hole at 8:00. Draco is waiting there in a muggle Doctors uniform. He looks best like this. I bet he thinks it's just a stupid costume party. Draco rolls his eyes, holding his mask in his hand. He must not think its me. I step right in front of him and begin casually talking to him. "Right on time. I'm surprised." I giggle at him dumbfounded expression. "Hermione?" Draco's eyes widen I surprise. "Yes?" I ask him. "What are you doing wearing such a slutty costume?" Draco asks me, doing a once over. "Because I have a mission with you. I'm trying to seduce you." I'm being completely honest. "Well it worked. Do you want to go somewhere private?" Draco asks me. "Yes," I reply. We'll never make it to the party. Draco practically drags me to the ROR. And I'm okay with that. We nearly make it there when I hear someone calling my name. "Put your mask back on!" Draco hissed to me before turning around. "Hermione?" Harry asks me or the figure he doesn't know is me. "Get lost Potter. I don't know what you're talking about but it certainly isn't that mudblood Granger," at that word, Draco wraps his hand in mine and squeezes apologetically. "Call her that again," Harry draws his wand. "I don't have time for this," Draco responds, turning around and wrapping an arm around my shoulders. We leave Harry to stand awestruck. We pace back and forth. I get to think of what I want for us. I need a place for naughty boys. The doors open to a giant room painted in all black. There are whips lining the walls and floggers underneath that. Wooden paddles are on another wall along with riding crops. This isn't what I was expecting. "I didn't know you had such kinks Granger," Draco whistles lowly. "Oh. But these aren't for me. Those things are for you," I point at all of those things. "I'm a dominate." I chuckle darkly. Draco swallows heavily and straightens his back. I cock my head to the side and remove my healers cap, allowing all of my kinky curls to fall around my face In a frizzy mess. I unzip my costume slightly to show more cleavage as I remove the stethoscope and throw it on a nearby table. I grip Draco's arm tightly and drag him over to the bed and sit him down. I vanish his clothing, looking at his hardened cock. "Are you my needy slut tonight?" I purr in Draco's ear. "Yes mistress." Draco responds almost immediately. "Good boy," I lay him back. I flip him over and tie his arms and legs behind his back and his legs tied farther apart. I can't believe I get to whip Draco Malfoy. I walk over to the array of wooden paddles and riding crops. I pick a nice oak paddle with a emerald colored leather grip to the handle. I spank Draco Malfoy's left ass cheek with enough force to make the whomping willow angry. Draco cries out. I smack him again with the same force. I smack him over and over until he's completely red on the ass. He's moaning and sobbing into the comforter. I may have gone a little harsh. I think he deserves a reward for holding it together. I undo his bonds and flip him over. "Draco?" I ask. "Yes mistress?" He asks back, still in role play. "Do you want to deep throat me?" I ask him sincerely. "Yes mistress," Draco replies. I get to my knees and now my head a little to take Draco's cock inside of my mouth all the way. Draco moans loudly. I pop up and straddle Draco. That moan unleashed a sex monster. I slide his cock into me and almost cum immediately. But I don't. I bounce and Draco moans. "Cum. Cum now," I order. Draco cums and so do I. And that's how my night ended with.
