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Chapter X: Scratching the Itch
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She rolled her eyes and ran her fingers up and down his hard stomach, circling his navel and then going lower. She stopped abruptly when she realized whom she was with and why she did what she did in the first place. Thoughts of her brother and the deal entered her mind and she sighed, pulling away from the comfort of his arms and sitting up drawing her sheets up to her chin.
He looked up at her in confusion.
"Now you have to fulfill your end of the deal," she said with her no-nonsense tone.
Draco's mind was blank at first. He didn't know what she was talking about. However when the fact that they were both naked came into his mind and the fact they just hadsexual intercourse, he remembered why he had it in the first place. He sat up just like she did but didn't bother to cover up his body. And why would he? He had the best body in the whole damn school!
He cleared his throat and turned to face her, wondering where to start.
"I'm waiting," she said using that annoying know-it-all voice. The only time he liked hearing her speak was when she screamed out his name. He smirked at the thought
"Well you know I told you that I know about your brother--?" he began.
"Duh, that's the only reason why we had sex in the first place," she replied.
That made him look her straight in the eye. The act causing a shiver run up and down her spine.
"Really? That was all? That's the only reason why you had sex with me?" he accused in an odd calm manner that made her want to run away.
Yet she stuck her chin out defiantly and replied, "Yes."
"And all this time I thought you had a backbone, Granger. Good girls don't just have sex like that even if it's a deal that has to do with your brother," he told her, his voice colder than it was just moments ago.
Her face fell.
He was right.
But she sure as hell wouldn't let him know! "Then what was I supposed to do? Beg you? If having sex was what it would take to find out information about my brother, by all means bring it on."
"Then from that I conclude that you don't indeed have any morals. My father was right. Mudbloods like you are only meant to be good fuck buddies," he concluded.
Hermione's cheeks turned red with anger. "Am not! You're father is a lying bastard! I thought you were better!" she yelled jumping off the bed not caring that was exposing her naked body to him. "I guess I was wrong!"
That just made Draco fume with anger. He stood up quickly and gracefully and grabbed her arm. "I am NOT like my father!" he hissed dangerously.
"Oh yeah? Death Eating scum!" she yelled out.
"I wasn't a Death Eater nor I ever will, Hermione Granger," his voice piecing her like ice cold daggers. "And for your information my father died and guess who the murderer is Hermione?Your fucking brother."
Hermione's jaw dropped. Her brother did what?
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Harry told himself to close his eyes and not see Ron take off his shirt but he couldn't help it. He'd seen Ron shirtless quite a few times because they had to change after Quidditch practice but never before had he received a boner after staring at him. Just seconds ago he was completely spent after Luna's rough riding, but now he was up and ready for another go.
He crawled backwards until he was able to lean against a tree and marveled at the way Luna and Ron were snagging. The sight was so erotic he didn't know which to do first, stick his penis in Luna's pussy as Ron licked her tits, or slam his rock hard cock into Ron's ass. Both seemed quite pleasing and equally arousing.
He did the latter because Ron already occupied Luna's front hole. (a/n: disgusting isn't it?)
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"My brother?" Hermione managed to squeak out.
"Yes Granger your brother. And guess what now I'm free as a bird and I don't care if the whole world doesn't believe but I hate my father and I'm glad someone had the guts to kill him!"
"But my brother"
"Yes he sure has the guts. I never knew he was a wizard," Draco said. "And I must say I admire his courage."
"Where is he?"
"St. Mungo's. He's fine, though. There's nothing to worry about. Though I wonder why he was sent there in the first place."
Hermione rubbed her throbbing temples. She knew why.
A while ago shortly after the end of her 5th year, a boy with brown hair just like hers yet cropped short had came into her house. She only saw him years before when she was 9 years old. It was her brother but he didn't live with her. Her parents told her they didn't know where he lived but that was because they didn't want to tell her that he was in Azakaban for killing a lot of people both wizards and muggles. He followed the Dark Arts because he studied in Durmstrong and might have been one of Voldemorts followers but never fully a Death Eater. But the Dementors took a toll on him and drove him insane and they sent him to St. Mungo's instead. He visited that summer after her 5th year only to tell her that he was sorry for ever following the Dark Arts in the first place. He went back to St. Mungo's because the mediwitchs there still didn't believe he fully recovered, but he ran away. He must have killed Lucius Malfoy after his escape because he was the man that ratted him out during the trial.
"I need to sit down," she said as her mind swirled with all the thought in her head. Draco walked towards her and sat her down on the bed. Suddenly a noble side of him came out and he wrapped her up with a bed sheet covering her naked self up.
"I'm sorry for overreacting," she told him later after she gained control of her mind.
"And I'm sorry for yelling at you and calling you a mudblood," he said surprising them both with his apology. It slid off his tongue so easily it shocked him to the core.
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Harry lay on the bed of flowers panting with Ron a few feet away from him on his left with a bowl of cherries next to his head while Luna lay curled up on his side, her hand resting on his breastbone.
"Wow," he said out loud.
I guess this ain't so bad after all, he thought. In fact I think I liked it. But that still doesn't mean I'm gay am I? I mean I do still have an attraction to Luna so it's all good. Yeah I'm not gay but I'm not completely straight either. Oh I know the word. I'm bisexual!
He rubbed Luna's back and smiled. What a wonderful surprise.
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Hermione's jaw dropped for the third time that day as he heard Draco apologize. "It's all right," she heard herself say automatically.
"So what that the only reason why you agreed to have sex with me? Draco asked her after a few awkward moments of silence.
"Not really. I guess the whiskey played a big roll and maybe the simple fact that you're a sexy beast."
He smirked and she leaned against his side and sighed contently. "So why did you have sex with me in the first place?" she asked.
He chuckled again and replied, "I guess it was to get you out of my system."
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Ginny and Blaise entered the doorway to Gryffindor Tower.
"So I'll see you tomorrow then?" she said.
"Of course."
She gave him a lusty kiss full on the mouth, making the Fat Lady in the portrait cough.
"Oh right," Ginny said when she realized she was snogging Blaise in the hallway.
She whispered the password so Blaise wouldn't hear and was about to go in when Blaise slapped her butt.
"You naughty boy," she said laughing.
"I could say the same for you," he said and turned around to walk away only to have Ginny smack his arse too.
"I'll get you back for that Weaslette!" he yelled.
"I'll be waiting," she replied.
The portrait door closed and Ginny smiled with delight. This sure beats spending time with Saint Potter!
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Hermione removed her head from the comfortable spot on his chest and looked at him in bewilderment. "You what!"
"You heard me Granger. It was a itch that needed scratching."
"And now that I did you don't want me right?" she said, getting ready to stand up.
He encircled his arms around her waist and drew her close to him and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips that astonished them both.
"No. It needs a few more scratching sessions." he concluded.
Hermione smiled. "So you want me to scratch you until the itch is gone?"
"I suppose so. If it wouldn't be a problem," he said.
"No I suppose not. As long as we don't tell."
"And what if Potter and Weasley find out?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"I'll take care of Harry and as for RonI just give him some cherries to calm him down."
Draco laughed. A true hearty laugh. "What if the itch never goes away?" he said raising an eyebrow.
"Then I'll always be here to scratch you," she said seductively and gave him a vigorous kiss full on the lips that could only end in one thing: Scratching his Itch.
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And thus this story comes to a close
Where a friend shags his friend
Good girls become bad
And bitter hatred comes to an end
Hermione will forever scratch Draco's itch
Harry accepts being a bi
Ginny becomes Blaise's bitch
And Ron stuffs his mouth with cherry pie
So that's all my friends
Stand up, review, and shout hooray
It's officially The End
Of the Itch That Won't Go Away
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