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Oblivious Idiots - Chapter 2
🕑 Added 2023-09-28 20:17:13 +0000 UTCA/N: Hey everyone! Here is the second chapter, as promised. I hope you enjoy it, and the next update will be of ASCoM. Enjoy!
The winds rushed through her hair as Harry zoomed past her, looking for the snitch.
It was a sunny day in the month of May, as the final quidditch match of the year was taking place between Gryffindor and Slytherin. The championship was on line, with Gryffindor chasing their fourth title in a row while Slytherin was trying their best to finally break their streak.
And among the loudly cheering crowd was Hermione, wearing a red and gold scarf, showing her support for her house. She may have never liked quidditch, as she still doesn't know why someone could like this sport so much, which includes such high risks.
But she loved her best friend, and for Harry, she had always come down to support him, just like she was doing right now as she chanted Harry's name along with the crowd.
It's been five months since that day when Harry and she almost kissed, and she still feels a bit resentful to headmistress McGonagall for interrupting the moment she had been waiting for her all her life.
Since then, in the previous months, they had both become busier than before, being the head boy and head girl, and their responsibilities had doubled, mainly because of the bullying incident.
McGonagall has implemented tighter rules and harsher punishments for whoever tries to do such a disgusting thing again.
She had given both of them more duties and checks to be done to maintain the peace between the two houses.
And Harry and Hermione had taken this responsibility seriously and given everything they had, which was why they both didn't even have any time left in their day as both of them had head duties and, in the case of Harry, the responsibilities of being the Gryffindor quidditch captain.
Their daily homework meetings had also become weekly, which gave Hermione much less time to spend with Harry alone and made it much harder to make her seduction mission successful.
But when they did spend time alone, something had changed between them since that night. Both of them have become much more comfortable in the other company and have started wearing less clothes around each other.
It seemed that both of them liked how the other stared at their bodies and tried every chance to show off in front of each other. Hermione had even started wearing a bra in front of Harry, and it was so worth it to see his eyes widen as he looked at her with something in his eyes that made her shiver.
She was brought out of her thoughts by an elbow to her arm. Rubbing her sore arm, she looked to her left and at the smirking Daphne.
"What?" she asked irritatingly.
"Don't zone out like that, especially when Harry is playing; he might feel bad if he knows you are lost in your thoughts rather than watching him play," Daphne playfully said.
Hermione huffed, "I am watching." She said while looking at Harry flying through the air, doing what he loves.
Daphne snorted, "If you say so".
She scowled at her friend, but inside she was happy to see her friend so playful.
In the past month, Daphne has changed massively. Gone was the girl who was dubbed an ice queen because of her expressionless mask and the fact that she never interacted with others.
But now, not only does she talk with people other than Hermione, but she has also started to smile more in public and show her emotions more, and if Hermione had to guess what the reason was for that, it would be easy.
Ginny Weasley.
It seemed that at least between them, Daphne had taken the advice she was given and had started talking with the 7th year red-haired witch.
They had both become friends very quickly. If Daphne wasn't seen with Hermione at any time, there was a high chance that she was with Ginny.
Hermione had even seen both of them flirt with each other; it was obvious that both of them wanted each other, and both were aware of that fact.
Hermione was really happy for both of her friends and couldn't wait for the day when they would both finally confess their feelings for one another.
Who knows, it might be today?
Suddenly, Hermione saw Harry dive down rapidly; it seemed that he had finally seen the snitch. She watched in awe and fear as Harry zipped and zapped around players dodging bludgers chasing the snitch.
He was closing on to the ground very quickly, and just as he was going to crash, Hermione closed her eyes in fear, as she couldn't see the boy she loved crash.
But what she heard wasn't the sound of crashing; instead, she heard a huge roar as the stadium erupted in cheer. Opening her eyes, she saw Harry waving his hands in celebration with the golden snitch secured in his hand.
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and went straight down the stairs to the ground to congratulate Harry.
She arrived, running there, and saw Harry getting patted on the back by his teammates. He looked at her running towards him, and a wide spread covered his face.
"Hermione!" He yelled and opened his arms to catch her as Hermione jumped straight into his arms and hugged him tightly.
Harry laughed and spun her around, with Hermione squealing and laughing with him. Once he stopped, he put her down and looked into her eyes.
"We won." He grinned with pride.
Hermione nodded and said, "You won again." She smiled widely at him, brimming with pride.
In that moment, Hermione forgot about everyone else. Her eyes drifted to his lips, and she licked her lips and stood on her toes to finally kiss his lips-
But before she could, Harry was pulled back by the crowd and hosted up in the air, with them loudly chanting his name.
Hermione stood there for a while in shock until she finally joined the crowd, clapping with a fake smile.
Beside her, Ginny yelled over the crowd, "PARTY TONIGHT AND EVERYONE IS INVITED."
The whole crowd cheered, and they finally put Harry down as the trophy celebration took place. Hermione grinned with pride and clapped with everyone as Harry hosted the championship trophy.
Even though she was happy for her friend, all she could think of was another missed opportunity to kiss Harry.
She was glad there was a party tonight; she really needed to get loose tonight.
Even though she had decided she was going to get loose tonight, Hermione was already regretting her decision as she finished the bottle of alcohol Ginny had handed her.
She should have known better than to trust Ginny.
She should have checked what she was handed by the mischievous younger girl, but she hadn't, and now she was facing the consequences of her mistake.
Whatever Ginny had given her was strong, and even though the bottle was hardly bigger than her hands, she was already feeling drunk.
Chugging the last of whatever was left in the bottle, she looked around at the loud party going on in the Gryffindor common room.
Ginny wasn't lying when she declared that anyone could come to the party, as the room was filled with not only the Gryffindors but also with other house students.
And most surprisingly, there were some Slytherins as well, including Daphne, who was enjoying her time dancing and singing with Ginny.
Smiling and feeling happy for her friend, Hermione diverted her attention to Harry and found him standing in between the gaggle of giggling girls who were trying to get his attention and flirt with him.
She felt a flash of jealousy as she saw those bitches touch and roam their hands on his body.
Just then, as if he felt her staring, Harry looked straight at her. He gave her a smile, and with some words to the witches around him, he separated himself and made his way to her.
Hermione's heart quickened as she saw him coming. Not wanting to look suspicious, she chugged the glass closer to her and swallowed a grimace from the taste of the drink.
"Hermione," Harry called her as he sat beside her on the couch. "Why are you not enjoying the party?
"I am," Hermione said with a forced smile, showing the bottle of alcohol.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Drinking is not the only thing to do at a party, Mione. Why are you not dancing and enjoying yourself with others?" He said this while pointing towards their dancing friends.
Hermione shook her head. "I don't feel like dancing much today, Harry."
Harry looked at her with a tilted head, and Hermione fidgeted under his gaze. She saw his eyes roam over her body, seeing the dress she had worn for today's party.
"That's a nice dress, Mione," Harry complimented.
Hermione smiled. "Really?"
Harry nodded. "It suits you and shows your beautiful body perfectly."
Hermione beamed, "Thank you, Harry."
She was wearing a green cocktail dress that came down to her knees; it was tight in the right place to give a modest view of her boobs and her thick ass, yet very comfortable.
She had brought this dress for an occasion like this to impress Harry, and seeing his reaction and hearing his compliment warmed her heart.
"And don't you think you are wasting such a beautiful dress by sitting here all alone?" Harry questioned, with a raised brow.
Hermione cursed silently. Harry had played her very well; she knew he was right and there were no excuses left, so with a defeated sigh, she nodded.
Harry smiled and gave her his hand as he stood up. "So why don't we go there and dance and enjoy this night of our final year, which we might not get to enjoy ever again? Please, Hermione, for me at least," he pleaded with his puppy dog eyes.
Hermione had never been able to deny him, especially when he used those secret weapons, which were his beautiful eyes.
So with that, she put her hand in his and let him take to the dance floor among their dancing friends, and they both began dancing with them.
As she danced with her friends and Harry Hermione realised she had been acting like an idiot instead of drinking alone, she should have been dancing like this with her friends and mainly Harry all along in the past hour.
She laughed and enjoyed as Harry spun her around, and they jumped and danced to the wild music booming in the room. Hermione took her chance as she rubbed her hands on Harry's body and her ass on his crotch as he swayed with her while his arms were around her waist.
She relished the feeling of his hard body against her and smirked at the jealous looks from the other witches who were watching her dance with Harry.
It felt good to be the one receiving those glares.
For the next hour, they danced and just enjoyed their time until the room was almost empty and only a select few remained.
All of them who were left, which included Hermione, Harry, Ginny, Daphne Lavender, and Parvati, were relaxing on the couch and chairs. Their breaths were heavy after the dancing they had done.
Finally, Ginny broke the silence as an idea formed in her head.
"Listen guys, we are the only ones left, so let's play a game," she said excitedly.
Lavender and Parvati leaned forward and eagerly asked, "Which game?"
Ginny smirked, "Truth or dare."
"What game is that?" Daphne asked with a furrowed eyebrow.
Ginny sighed. "Hermione was right; we pureblood really don't know anything." She murmered while Hermione smirked, as she remembered saying that to Ginny when she had asked the same.
She decided to explain the rules of the game to Daphne: "It's a simple game, Daph. We will all sit in a circle, and there will be a bottle between us. And then, we will spin it, and whoever the cap lands on has to choose between truth or dare; if they choose truth, they have to answer a question truthfully, and if they choose dare, they would have to do whatever they are dared to do."
"And I am adding some new rules to this." Ginny smirked and pulled out a bottle of Fire whiskey, and for some reason, Hermione didn't like that. "Whoever decided not to answer the question or do the dare, they would have to take one shot of Fire whiskey."
"What no!" Hermione exclaimed.
"why"
"Because then we might get very drunk and wouldn't even know what we are doing," Hermione said in fear because she knew if she got more drunk, she couldn't trust herself to not do anything stupid.
Ginny shrugged. "Well, that's the point of it; if you are a coward and don't want to complete the challenge, you have to take the punishment."
"but-"
"Hermione." Harry cut her off. "Ginny is right; this is a good rule; it would make the game more interesting."
Hermione shut her mouth, as she couldn't argue with him. She knew what Ginny was trying to do with this new rule; she wanted her to get drunk and do something in front of Harry, which she would regret later.
"Thank you, Harry," Ginny grinned. "Now, is everyone ready to play?"
Lavender, Parvati, and Harry nodded eagerly, while Daphne did after Ginny persuaded her. Hermione tried to say no, but with one look at Harry’s face, she changed her mind and agreed.
All of them sat on the floor in a circle around the bottle, with Harry on the right of Hermione and Daphne on her left.
Ginny held the bottle and looked at them with a grin. "Here we go," she said, and she spun the bottle.
Hermione watched with a waiting breath and relaxed as it landed on lavender.
"Lav truth or dare," Daphne asked.
"Truth," Lavender said confidently.
"Alright, so.." Daphne thought and said, "Who is the most handsome guy in the school?"
"Oh, that is easy." Lavender shrugged. "Harry."
Harry frowned. "Wait, but surely there are other-"
"Harry, don't try to be modest; you are the hottest guy in the school; there is no doubt about that," Ginny cut him off and said firmly.
Harry blushed as all the girls nodded their heads.
Lavender then spun the bottle, and it landed on Parvati, but it was Hermione's turn to ask.
"I choose truth as well. Ask me, Hermione," Parvati said.
"Um.." Too scared for her turn, Hermione hadn't even thought about any questions. Seeing everyone waiting for her in panic, she asked the first thing that came to mind, "What is your favourite subject?"
"Oh, come on, Hermione, that's such a boring question," Ginny whined.
Parvati nodded. "She is right, Hermione, and my answer is divination."
"Well, I am sorry if I don't have a dirty mind like you." Hermione huffed and sat back with her arms crossed.
She tried to act annoyed, but then Harry chucked at her, and her lips curled into a smile.
Parvati then spun the bottle, and it landed on Harry.
"Truth or dare, Harry?" Ginny asked.
"Truth"
Ginny smirked. "Tell us who has the best tits and arse among us."
"Wait, I can't answer that. I would look like a creep," Harry said with a furrowed eyebrow.
"No one would think of you like that, Harry," Parvati said.
"In fact, we would be happy to know that you have looked at our bodies," Lavender said slyly.
"Harry, please," Hermione requested.
Looking at her, Harry sighed. "Fine, Daphne has the best tits." Daphne smiled proudly, and Ginny nodded well, looking at her tits.
"And Hermione has the best ass," Harry said quickly, avoiding looking at her.
Hermione's eyes widened, and her face turned red as she heard Harry complimenting her ass as the best one; she had never felt proud like she did right now.
Looking at all the other girls, she found them smirking at her, and her face turns redder if that was even possible.
Thankfully, Harry diverted everyone's attention from her as he spun the bottle, and it landed on Daphne.
"Truth," Daphne chose.
"Who do you want to kiss the most?" Lavender asked.
Daphne looked at Ginny and back at Lavender. "Ginny," she said without hesitation.
Hermione and Harry shared a knowing look as they saw Ginny smile in satisfaction.
Daphne spun the bottle, and this time it landed on Hermione.
Hermione's breath hitched, and she looked at Parvati, who was looking at her with a predatory expression.
"T..Truth," Hermione said, fearing what Parvati was going to ask.
Parvati mischievously smiled. "Tell us, Hermione, who is the boy whose name you have always been moaning in your sleep all these years?"
Hermione's face turned into horror, and she tried not to look at Harry unless she gave it away quickly. Without even saying anything, she picked up the shot of fire whiskey and downed it.
"For fuck sake, Hermione," all the girls groaned as she took the cowardly way, but she ignored them and sneakily looked at Harry, and was he looking disappointedly at her?
She shook her head as the girl kept moaning and spun the bottle, and it landed on Ginny.
"Truth, ask me anything you want, Harry," Ginny challenged.
Harry smirked. "Who is your secret crush?"
Ginny narrowed her eyes at him and smirked back. "Daphne," she said confidently, looking at the blonde.
Hermione smiled as her friend's eyes widened, and the way she looked back at Ginny with hunger, she knew they were no longer just friends after this night.
From then on, the game continued, and they kept choosing the truth, wanting to make others lose their tongues and get their secrets out. Hermione found out much more about her friend than she ever did before.
Gradually, the questions start getting dirtier, as was evident when it was the lavender turn.
"What is your dirtiest fantasy?" Daphne asked.
For the first time, maybe ever, Hermione saw lavender blush as she answered, "Getting double-teamed."
Everyone's eyes widened in shock, and Ginny gasped, "You little slut."
Lavender just shrugged unashamedly. "I even found a spell that can make a doppelganger of someone," she smirked.
Hermione blushed as she tried not to think about what it would be like to be double-teamed by a duo of Harry. From the corner of her eyes, she saw him fidgeting in his place as if he were adjusting himself.
"Alright, now I'm not going to make it easy for everyone of you; my dirty secret is out, and now it's your turn," Lavender said, spinning the bottle.
It landed on Ginny, but before Harry could even ask, Lavender jumped in.
"Harry, can I ask?" she asked, and Harry shrugged.
She then turned to Ginny and smirked, "Tell us about your wildest sexual experience."
Ginny blushed. She thought about taking the shot, but not wanting to look like a coward, she decided to answer.
"Well, its not like I have any, but one time when me and Harry were dating, we..."
Hermione saw her looking at Harry, and when she turned to look at him, she saw him shaking his head in warning. She was now more eager to know what Ginny's answer was.
Ginny ignored Harry's warning and continued, "We both masturbated in front of each other."
Lavender and Parvati giggled while Daphne and Hermione had an expression of shock, and Harry groaned and rubbed his red face.
"It wasn't my idea; it was hers," he said in defence.
"Don't act like you didn't enjoy it as well," Ginny scoffed at him.
All while the other three girls watched their argument with interest and, with a smirk, Lavender innocently asked
"So, how was the experience? Was it good?"
Before Ginny could even answer, Harry shouted, "All right, that's enough! Let's continue the game," and he picked up the bottle and spun it.
And as if the gods were literally enjoying his torment, the bottle landed on him.
"For fuck sake," Harry groaned, and the girls laughed at him.
"It looks like it's your turn, Harry, so truth or dare?" Parvati asked.
Harry sighed. "Truth."
Parvati grinned. "So tell us, Harry, and you can't lie because Ginny here can tell us if you are." She warned, and Harry looked at her nervously. "Because what I, or should I say, we all want to know is how big your wand is." She slyly asked, wiggling her eyebrow.
For a while, Harry looked confused as he didn't understand what she meant, but then his eyes widened as he realised.
"No, no, no." Harry shook his head.
"Oh, come on, Harry, we are all answering what was asked; you can't chicken out now," Ginny said and then smirked. "And if you take the shot, then I will tell them."
"What! That's not fair," Harry whined.
Ginny shrugged with a smile. "Everything is fair in love, war, and games, Harry."
After looking at everyone, especially Hermione's eager face, Harry relented and sighed, "Okay, I have never measured it, but it's maybe this big." He said and spread his hands to the size of his shaft in his mind.
The girls except Ginny gasped and looked at the gap between his hands in shock and awe.
"That's fucking huge," Lavender murmured and turned to Ginny. "Is it really that big?"
Ginny nodded. "Believe me, Harry is actually maybe showing an inch or half less; he is still being generous."
"Can we please continue now?" blushing Harry said, and he spun the bottle.
And after that, the questions kept getting dirtier, and everyone tried to answer, but still, some questions were too personal, and shots were taken, or in Hermione's case, she took shots in almost every question, much to the annoyance of others.
She had thought she could escape the embarrassing questions by taking shots, but what she didn't know was how much it was harming her, as with every shot she took, she kept getting drunker.
Lavender then got bored by everyone only choosing truth, and to make the game more interesting, she took the first dare as the bottle landed on her.
"You sure?" Daphne asked with a raised brow.
"Yep, I am sure this game needs to get more interesting, and none of you are doing that," Lavender huffed, crossing her arms.
"Alright then" Daphne said with a mischievous look in her eyes, "I dare you to take your top off".
Hermione and Harry looked at Daphne in shock and then at Lavender when she shrugged and took off her tight top, revealing her big bouncing tits in a red bra that looked like they were holding for their lives under the strain of her huge tits.
Parvati giggled at her friend's unashamed behaviour while Ginny and Daphne licked their lips as they stared hungrily at lavender tits.
Hermione, on the other hand, wasn't looking at the things she had seen many times in the past, as she had shared a room with Lavender for so long. No, instead, her eyes were on Harry to look at his reaction.
Harry was looking at Lavender tits with no outward reaction, and when he felt her gaze on him, he shocked her as he turned and leaned closer to her.
"I like yours better, Mione, because I prefer perky tits." He whispered in her ears with a smirk.
Hermione's face turned red, and she felt goosebumps from his warm breath on her ears.
She didn't know if Harry was lying to her and was saying that just to not make her feel jealous, but she still felt very pleased hearing her compliment her boobs.
After that, it seemed like everyone wanted Dare, and Harry and Ginny were next, and both were asked to get their tops off, which they did with no hesitation.
Hermione was snickering as she looked at Daphne struggling to take her eyes away from Ginny's tits, and the red-haired girl made it much harder for her as she kept shaking them.
But then Hermione looked irritatingly at the hungry look Parvati and Lavender were throwing at Harry's exposed chest. She knew he had a hot body, but they didn't need to look as if they were going to eat him.
After that, the bottle landed on Daphne, who chose Dare as well.
"I dare you to kiss Ginny," Lavender smirked.
Hermione and Harry intensely looked at her to see if Daphne would take the clear chance, which she did.
Daphne turned to Ginny, who was looking at her with anticipation, and the Slytherin pulled the shorter witch towards her with her hand on her neck and kissed her.
Parvati and Lavender squealed and clapped, while Harry and Hermione looked at each other with smiles, both happy for their friends.
It seemed as if the dame was broken as Daphne and Ginny kissed each other, hungrily clawing at each other's hair. Daphne pulled Ginny into her lap, and Ginny thrust her tongue into her mouth, making both of them moan in each other's mouths.
Before they could escalate from just kissing to full-blown sex right there with the way they were going, Hermione shouted their names and separated the two hungry witches from each other's lips.
"If you two have enough, can we continue the game? You two can continue your snogging later." She smirked at their red faces.
Daphne and Ginny reluctantly saturated their lips and got their attention back to the game. Instead of going to her seat, Ginny made herself comfortable on Daphne's lap.
Daphne spun the bottle, and it landed on Parvati.
"I chose Dare Hermione," Parvati said, hoping that Hermione would finally challenge her to something interesting because she had kept asking only boring questions.
What Parvati didn't know was that the shots Hermione had been taking to avoid answering were coming back to bite her ass. She was really, really drunk; she was so drunk that she didn't even take her time to think about it before she said.
"I dare you to motorboat lavender tits," she challenged the Indian witch.
Everyone looked at her in shock, as they never expected the innocent Hermione they knew to challenge something like this.
Parvati accepted the challenge without hesitation, planted her face between lavender boobs, and began shaking her head.
Lavender giggled as she enjoyed her friend's face smacked between her tits while Ginny and Daphne looked at Parvati intriguingly with heaving breath, and Daphne kneaded Ginny's bra-covered tits, making her moan as they enjoyed the scene.
Hermione looked at Harry, who was trying his best not to look, but from his face she could tell he was getting aroused, and she drunkly wondered if he was getting hard while watching Parvati Motorboat Lavender.
Parvati finally pulled her face when the need for oxygen became too much, sat back with a smug smile, and spun the bottle.
It landed on Hermione, and she boldly chose dare.
"Hermione, this time you have to do it; you can't chicken out," Parvati warned.
"Parvati, just tell me what I have to do," Hermione said with great confidence.
"Okay..." Parvati narrowed her eyes, not believing her, "then I dare you to kiss the most attractive person in this room."
Hermione knew Parvati was indirectly challenging her to kiss Harry, but she was so drunk she didn't even question her.
If she had been given this dare half an hour ago, she would have taken the shot, but now she didn't even hesitate.
Hermione crawled and climbed into the lap of surprised Harry and straddled him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and before he could even say anything, Hermione smashed her lips on his.
At first shocked, Harry quickly recovered and kissed her back with the same hunger. He grabbed her thick ass and pulled her forward, crashing her chest on his.
Hermione moaned as Harry manhandled her. She loved how he put one of his hands in her curly hair, titled her head, and sent his tongue straight into her mouth. She moaned as she felt him dominate her tongue as he kissed and sucked on it.
With his other hand, he squeezed her ass, pulling her dress to her thighs, and Hermione grinded her burning core onto his groin.
She ignored her friends whistling and clapping and just focused on the feeling of euphoria she was experiencing as she finally had Harry kissing her so passionately.
She didn't care about anything else in her drunken mind; all she cared about was being in Harry's strong embrace with his hand on her ass and her grinding on his hardened cock that she could feel through his jeans.
She wanted Harry to pull her dress down, suck on her hard nipple, and then lick and kiss her drenched pus-
AHEM AHEM
Hearing someone cough, she pulled her swollen lip away from Harry's and shouted, "WHAT?! Can't you see we are busy with something?"
Ginny snickered and said amusingly, "You are such a hypocrite, Hermione. You told us to stop snogging, and here you are literally dry-humping Harry."
Daphne, Padma, and Lavender giggled as Harry blushed and tried to adjust his hard erection, while Hermione, on the other hand, was too drunk to feel ashamed.
She huffed. "So if you want to snog, then go and do it; at least let me kiss my Harry," she said, pulling Harry down to kiss him again.
But Harry stopped her, and Hermione looked at him in betrayal. Seeing her reaction, he explained, "Mione, you are too drunk right now."
"I am not! Please, Harry, kiss me," Hermione whined, but the slur in her voice clearly told the opposite.
Harry shook his head and said, "No, you are very drunk. I'm not going to kiss you when you are not in your right mind." Knowing she was not going to stop, Harry silenced her with a flick of his hand.
He looked at other girls who were giggling and enjoying seeing the head girl so drunk. "I am sorry, girls. I don’t think Hermione can continue playing, so I am taking her to the room." He said it apologetically.
Lavender waved her hands. "Oh, don't worry, Harry, it's already too late, and all of us are going to our room as well," she said, and other girls nodded their agreement.
Harry smiled and said, "Thank you, girls."
He then grabbed Hermione by the ass and stood up with her in his arms, holding him tightly with her legs around his waist, and with one last nod to others, Harry carried her to their dorm.
The girls giggled as they saw Hermione trying to say something but couldn't as Harry took her away. After both of them were gone, Lavender and Parvati went to their rooms, while Ginny took Daphne to hers.
Well, Hermione did tell them to continue their snogging in their own room, didn't she?
All the way to their dorm, Harry was trying his best to not drop Hermione, not because she was heavy, but because she was making it very hard for him to not fuck her right there against the wall in the corridor.
Once she realised in her drunken stupor that no voice was coming out of her mouth, she started kissing and biting his neck, making his already half-hard cock go full-hard and making it difficult for him to walk.
And that wasn't the only problem; somehow Hermione's tight dress had risen up to her waist, so Harry was literally holding her by her arse, and his fingers were touching her thong.
Finally, after a long walk, he arrived at their dorm, and he carried her to their rooms upstairs. Once there, he kicked open her room and put her down.
With a flick of his hand, he again removed the silencing charm and softly said, "Hermione, we are in your room; now it's time for you to sleep."
Hermione blinked her eyes and looked around her room in surprise. In her drunken stupor, she didn't even know she was being carried to her room. Seeing Harry go to his room, she pulled his arm.
"Harry! Please wait," she cried, pulling his arm.
Harry touched her hand. "Mione, you are very drunk. You need to sleep for your own good," he firmly said, looking into her brown eyes.
"Harry, pl..please i j..just want to t..tell you something." Hermione slurred and begged him.
Looking into her pleading eyes, Harry sighed. "Alright, tell me."
Hermione smiled, "H..ha..harry i." She hiccups but continues, "I l..lo..lov-" but before she could finish saying the three words she had wanted for years, she blacked out as the heavy amount of drinks finally sent her to unconsciousness.
"Hermione!" Harry catches her in his arms.
Seeing her asleep in his arms, he sighed, picked her up, and took her to the bed. He laid her down and, with a flick of his hand, changed her dress to nightwear from her wardrobe.
He then tucked her under the blanket, and looking at her peaceful sleeping face, he leaned down to whisper, "I don't know what you wanted to tell me, but I also want to tell you one secret of mine."
He caressed her rosy cheeks with his thumb. "I love you, Hermione Granger, and I have for a long time," he whispered, kissing her forehead.
With one last look at her, he then went to his room, where all night his kiss with Hermione would be in his mind.
Hermione smiled in her sleep without even knowing what the man she loved had said to her.
