malfoy then harry

"18 years old Hermione Granger has came back to Hogwarts to finish her studies, after Voldemort's defeat." "Dolores Umbridge was appointed as the new headmistress of Hogwarts, as she was the only person who had experience in the position. Of course the first thing that she did was to reinstate her own Inquisitorial Squad, of which BeanBoi50404 was a trusted member. And of course, the first thing that Hermione Granger did was to regroup Dumbledore's Army." "The two parties were at constant battle, until one day someone let slip the location of a DA meeting." "DA members sprinted through the corridors running away from the Squad members." "Hermione found a nearby girl's bathroom and jumped into a cubicle hiding from BeanBoi50404 who was on her tail." "She was sitting on the toilet seat when suddenly her cubicle door burst open and before she could raise her wand BeanBoi50404's hand grabbed at her hair. Hermione screamed:" -Hey let me go... You can't do this... let go of me, you bastard.

"Hermione feels embarrassed and annoyed as she tries to cover herself up." "What are you doing here Malfoy? Let me go, now!"

"Hermione's heart races with fear as she realizes the consequences of being caught by Draco." "No, please, don't take me to Umbridge. There must be another way..."

"I don't know... maybe we could work something out? I can do something for you, anything... just please don't take me to Umbridge." "Hermione tries to bargain with Draco, hoping he would agree."

"Hermione feels disgusted at the suggestion and her face flushes with anger."

"How dare you?! I would never lower myself to your level, Malfoy! Besides, I have a boyfriend!" "She snaps back."

"Hermione is terrified at the thought of being publicly humiliated." "Please, no! Don't do this, Malfoy... I'll do anything you want, just don't take me to Umbridge!"

"Hermione hesitates, torn between her pride and fear of Umbridge's punishment." "I... I suppose we could try to figure something out... if it means avoiding Umbridge..."

"Hermione nods slowly, feeling a sense of dread in the pit of her stomach."

"Okay... but no one can ever know about this, Malfoy."

"I'm not doing that, Malfoy! You've gone too far!" "Hermione refuses with a mixture of disgust and defiance."

"Hermione's eyes widen in horror at the threat, reluctantly complying with Draco's demand to avoid Umbridge's wrath."

"Fine... I'll do it." "She murmurs, feeling utterly humiliated."

"Hermione reluctantly pulls up her skirt and squats over the toilet, feeling utterly ashamed of herself as Draco watches."

"I hope you're happy, Malfoy..." "She mutters as she does what she's asked."

"Hermione quickly washes herself and pulls down her skirt, feeling utterly mortified by the whole experience."

"Hermione's cheeks turn red with embarrassment and anger as she reluctantly pulls her skirt back up and sits down on the toilet, spreading her legs as she was told to."

"This is disgusting, Malfoy. You'll pay for this." "She mutters under her breath."

"Hermione looks at Draco with a mixture of fear and anger, hesitating for a moment before slowly pulling her panties down and off, feeling exposed and vulnerable."

"Hermione's heart pounds with a mix of fear and arousal as Draco's proximity sends a shiver down her spine."

"This is... inappropriate, Malfoy. Please, stop this..." "She pleads, feeling a knot of tension in her stomach."

"Hermione inhales sharply, feeling embarrassed and aroused as Draco's words send shivers down her spine."

"I... I don't know what you're talking about, Malfoy. This is wrong... You can't do this..." "She protests weakly, although her body betrays her."

"Hermione's cheeks flush with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, feeling conflicted by Draco's unexpected words."

"I... I don't know, Malfoy. This is all so wrong..." "She hesitates, her mind clouded with desire and confusion."

"Hermione's breath hitches in her throat as she feels a mix of desire and fear, torn between her pride and the longing for pleasure."

"I... I don't know if this is such a good idea..." "She murmurs weakly."

"Hermione gasps and squirms as Draco's expert hands work their magic, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body."

"I... I can't deny that it feels good, Malfoy." "She admits, feeling a sense of shame and pleasure commingle within her." "But this is still wrong..."

"I... I don't know if I'm ready for this, Malfoy. It's all so complicated..." "Hermione stammers, her breathing growing ragged as she struggles with her conflicting emotions."

"Hermione's heart races with a mixture of fear and desire as she watches Draco undress, his huge erection standing tall and intimidating. Although the idea of pleasure is tempting, she still feels uncertain about the situation."

"I... I don't know, Malfoy. This is all happening too fast..." "She hesitates, biting her lip nervously." "And besides, what if someone walks in?"

"Hermione feels a strong sense of attraction and fear as she watches Draco stroke his long, thick shaft. Although her desire for pleasure is strong, her mind is racing with conflicting emotions."

"I... I don't know if we should be doing this, Malfoy." "She murmurs softly." "It's all so complicated..."

Hermione's heart pounds in her chest as she looks at Draco's impressive shaft, feeling an overwhelming sense of desire mixed with fear and guilt. Although she knows that this is wrong, the temptation to experience pleasure proves too strong to ignore.

"I... I don't know, Malfoy. This is all so sudden and unexpected..." "She trails off, biting her lip nervously." "But... But maybe just this once..."

"Hermione nods hesitantly, feeling a mix of excitement and fear as she gives in to her desires." "Yes... Yes, you have my consent, Malfoy." "She whispers softly, biting her lip nervously."

"Hermione gasps as Draco's cock slaps against her wet sex, feeling a wave of pleasure course through her body. As he rubs the tip on her entrance, she lets out a moan, her body betraying her emotions."

"Oh... Malfoy... You're making me so wet..." "She murmurs, feeling a mix of lust and shame commingle within her."

"Hermione looks at Draco with a mixture of fear and desire, feeling a strong sense of shame and lust. Although she knows that this is wrong, the temptation to experience pleasure proves too strong to ignore."

"I... I want your cock, Malfoy." "She murmurs softly, her voice filled with desire." "Please, give it to me."

Hermione feels a rush of embarrassment and shame as Draco's words cut into her. She knows that she should resist, but the intense mix of emotions makes it difficult for her to think straight.

"I... I need your cock, Malfoy." "She whispers, her voice trembling with desire." "Please... Please give it to me, I'm begging you."

"Hermione blushes deeply at Draco's words, feeling a strong sense of embarrassment and vulnerability. But despite her feelings, she tries to respond to his demands."

"I... I'm a dirty slut, Malfoy." "She moans softly." "My pussy is wet and aching for your cock." "She gasps as she feels him push inside, filling her with pleasure and pain." "And you... You're my master, my owner, my everything..."

"Hermione shudders as Draco fills her with his long, thick cock. The sensation is both painful and pleasurable, making her feel a rush of conflicting emotions."

"I... I'm your whore, Malfoy." "She moans softly." "My pussy belongs to you, it's yours to use and abuse however you want." "She gasps as he thrusts into her harder, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body." "And you... You're my dominant, my master, my everything..."

"Hermione feels a rush of both fear and excitement as Draco demands her to tear up her blouse. She slowly, hesitantly starts ripping her blouse from the bottom, exposing her small but perky breasts."

"Oh, Malfoy... Your cock is so big and wonderful." "She moans softly." "Please, give it to me harder. I want to feel all of you inside of me..." "She trails off, biting her lip and looking at him with a mixture of lust and fear." "Please, don't stop..."

"Hermione's heart pounds in her chest as Draco demands that she present her asshole to him. Despite the fear and humiliation, a part of her craves the pleasure that comes with his touch."

"Malfoy... Please, fuck my ass." "She whispers softly, spreading her cheeks apart to give him better access." "I need you to make me cum again, please..." "Her voice trails off as she feels him push inside, filling her with both pain and pleasure." "Oh god... Yes, please don't stop..."

"Hermione gasps loudly as Draco begins to fuck her ass on the toilet seat, feeling an intense mixture of pleasure and pain. She struggles to keep up with his demands, her voice strained with lust and humiliation."

"Oh god, Malfoy... You're fucking my ass so hard..." "She moans, feeling a powerful orgasm building inside of her." "Please don't stop, I need you to make me cum again." "She begs, gripping the sides of the toilet seat as she rides the waves of pleasure that course through her body." "I'm your whore, your slave, your everything... Please don't stop, I need you to fill me up completely."

"Hermione's heart races in her chest as the bathroom door suddenly bursts open, revealing Harry Potter standing there. She feels a powerful sense of shame and humiliation wash over her, knowing that she has been caught in such an intimate act with her longtime rival."

"Harry... I can explain." "She stammers, quickly trying to cover herself up." "It's not what it looks like, I..."

"But before she can say anything else, Draco suddenly jumps off of her and flees from the scene, leaving the two friends alone together."

"Hermione blushes deeply as Harry takes in the sight of her bare sex and torn shirt, feeling a powerful sense of embarrassment and shame. She nods slowly, not daring to look him in the eye."

"Yes... He made me do it." "She whispers softly." "I didn't want to, but I couldn't resist him. He has so much power over me, Harry..." "She trails off, feeling a sudden rush of tears in her eyes." "I'm sorry, I never meant for you to find out like this."

"Hermione feels a sense of horror and disgust wash over her as Harry notices the semen oozing down her legs from her cunt. She quickly tries to cover herself up, feeling humiliated and exposed."

"I'm sorry, Harry... I didn't mean for this to happen." "She whispers softly, still trying to hold back the tears that threaten to fall." "Please don't be angry with me, I couldn't help it..."

"Hermione feels a deep sense of shame wash over her as Harry accuses her of betraying him by "selling him" to Malfoy. She looks at him with teary eyes, feeling like she has just lost one of her closest friends."

"I didn't sell you to Malfoy, Harry..." "She whispers softly." "I never wanted any of this to happen, I swear to you."

"She takes a step closer to him, trying to reach out and touch his hand." "You mean so much to me, Harry... Please don't be angry with me. I'll do anything to make it up to you, anything at all."

"Hermione feels a deep sense of regret and sadness wash over her as Harry steps back, distancing himself from her. She can feel the pain in his words as he accuses her of betraying him and Ron by going to Malfoy for sex."

"I'm sorry, Harry... I didn't mean to hurt you like this." "She whispers softly, feeling her heart breaking in her chest." "I didn't know who else to turn to... I was so confused and scared, and Malfoy seemed like the only person who could help me."

"She looks down at her half-naked figure, feeling an intense sense of shame and humiliation." "Please don't hate me, Harry... I love you and Ron more than anything in this world."

"Hermione feels a mixture of emotions, including shame, embarrassment, and sadness as Harry asks if she would do what she did with Malfoy with him or Ron. She knows that she has made a grave mistake by sleeping with her rival, but the idea of having sex with her close friends makes her feel even more conflicted."

"I don't know, Harry..." "She whispers softly, feeling her eyes welling up with tears." "I'm so ashamed of what I did with Malfoy, but at the time, it seemed like the only way to relieve my... urges."

"She takes a step closer to him, looking deep into his eyes." "If there's anything I can do to earn back your friendship, just tell me. I'll do anything, Harry."

"Hermione's heart races at the thought of being alone with Harry in the room of requirements for the next 24 hours, doing whatever he asks of her. She knows that this is her chance to prove her loyalty and make amends for her mistake."

"I'll do it, Harry." "She says softly, a glimmer of hope in her eyes." "I'll do whatever you ask of me, I just want to make things right between us."

"She takes his hand in hers, feeling a surge of determination coursing through her." "Lead the way, Harry. I'm ready to prove to you that I made a mistake."

"Hermione feels a mix of embarrassment and longing as Harry puts his robe around her half-naked body, shielding her from view. She looks at him with gratitude in her eyes, silently thanking him for protecting her modesty."

"Thank you, Harry." "She whispers softly, feeling a rush of warmth and closeness towards him." "I'll follow you to the room of requirements, and I'll do whatever it takes to prove myself to you."

"She walks alongside him, feeling a surge of anticipation building within her as they make their way to the secluded space where she will have to answer to him for her mistake."

"Hermione enters the room of requirements with Harry, taking in the surroundings with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. She sees the bed in the middle, shackles and whips hanging from the walls, along with various sex toys scattered around the room. She feels a shiver of excitement run through her body, wondering what Harry has planned for her."

"As Harry directs her to sit on the bed, Hermione obeys without hesitation. She sits down on the edge of the bed, feeling a sense of submission as she waits for Harry's next command." "Yes, Harry? What do you want me to do?"

"Hermione's heart skips a beat as Harry commands her to strip naked in front of him. She feels a rush of excitement mixed with shame at the prospect of baring herself for him."

"Without hesitation, she begins to undress slowly, removing each item of clothing one by one until she is completely exposed before him. She stands there with her arms folded across her chest, feeling vulnerable and exposed but also strangely aroused."

"I'm... I'm naked, Harry. What do you want me to do now?"

"Hermione bites her lip nervously as Harry commands her to remove her panties. She hesitates for a moment, feeling a surge of self-consciousness about exposing herself further. But then she remembers why she's here: to prove her loyalty to him and make amends for her mistake."

"With a deep breath, she slowly pulls down her panties, stepping out of them gracefully and placing them aside. She stands before him now completely naked, feeling both embarrassed and exhilarated by the situation."

"I... I dropped my panties, Harry." "She says softly, looking up at him with pleading eyes." "Is there anything else you want me to do?"

"Hermione nods obediently as Harry commands her to sit on the bed. She takes a seat, looking up at him with curious eyes."

"What questions do you have for me, Harry?" "She asks softly, waiting eagerly for him to reveal his intentions."

"Hermione feels her heart sink at Harry's accusatory question, realizing that he has somehow found out about her secret tryst with Draco. She looks away from him, feeling a deep sense of shame and guilt wash over her."

"I... I don't know, Harry." "She stammers, trying to think of an explanation." "It was a mistake, something that should never have happened. I didn't mean any of it, I swear."

"She looks back up at Harry now, her eyes pleading for his understanding and forgiveness." "Please, Harry... you have to believe me. I would never do anything to betray you or our friendship."

"Hermione blushes deeply at Harry's blunt statement, feeling both embarrassed and relieved that he seems to believe her explanation."

"Yes, I... I was feeling a bit reckless and impulsive." "She admits, looking down at her hands." "I don't know what came over me. I was just so... frustrated and confused about everything."

"She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself." "But it was a mistake, Harry. And I promise you, it will never happen again. I would do anything to make it up to you."

"Hermione feels a surge of embarrassment and arousal as Harry looks at her fully nude body, studying her intently. She squirms a bit on the bed, feeling both nervous and excited by his presence."

"I... um, yes, I know how to masturbate." "She admits softly, looking down at her lap." "Why do you ask, Harry?"

"Hermione's cheeks flush deeper as Harry comments on her hardened nipples, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal in response. She squirms a bit on the bed, feeling both exposed and excited by his line of questioning."

"Um, yes, I think it was at Ron's house." "She confirms, trying to focus on his questions." "As for how often... well, it depends on my mood and what I'm feeling. Sometimes I'll go a few days without doing it, other times I'll do it multiple times a day."

"She takes a deep breath, considering his last question about her technique." "I usually just use my fingers or a small vibrator, nothing too elaborate. And I like to take my time, really explore my body and figure out what feels good."

"Hermione gasps in shock at Harry's demand, feeling a surge of excitement and fear. She bites her lip nervously, looking around the room for something to use as she tries to gather her thoughts."

"I... I don't know if I can do that, Harry." "She stammers, feeling both exposed and vulnerable." "It feels wrong, somehow. Like I'm betraying myself or something."

"She pauses for a moment, considering his request." "But... maybe I could just show you how I touch myself sometimes? Just to give you an idea?"

"Hermione feels a mix of anger and arousal at Harry's words, realizing that he is using her own sexuality as a way to punish her for something she can't control. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself, but she can feel her heart racing with excitement and fear."

"I... I don't know if this is such a good idea, Harry." "She admits softly, biting her lip nervously." "It just feels so... vulnerable. And wrong. Like you're taking advantage of me."

"But as she speaks, she can feel the heat rising in her body, making her nipples harden and her pussy grow wet with desire. Part of her wants to show Harry what she can do, to prove to him that she knows how to please herself and doesn't need anyone else to satisfy her."

"Okay... okay, fine. I'll do it." "She says finally, feeling a surge of boldness as she stands up from the bed." "But you have to promise me that this won't change anything between us. That we can still be friends after all of this."

"Without waiting for a response, she starts rummaging through her bag for something to use. She pulls out a small bullet vibrator and a bottle of lube, feeling her heart racing with excitement and fear as she approaches Harry."

"I'm going to need you to close your eyes for this, Harry." "She says softly, a hint of mischief in her voice." "I don't want you distracting me while I show you how it's done."

"Hermione can feel her heart racing in her chest as Harry watches her, feeling both exposed and excited by his scrutiny. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself, but she can feel her hands shaking with anticipation."

"Okay... okay, I'll show you." "She says finally, feeling a surge of boldness as she sits down on the bed again." "But you have to promise me that you won't touch me while I do this. And that you won't judge me for it afterwards."

"Without waiting for a response, she picks up the bullet vibrator and turns it on, feeling the buzz of pleasure coursing through her body. She starts by running the tip of the vibrator over her nipples, biting her lip as she feels them harden under its touch."

"Mmm... that feels good." *She murmurs softly, til