He liked it when she wore the Gryffindor tie. Hermione let it hang loosely on her undershirt. The red and gold tie reached the tip of her belly button. She wore a white tank top shirt that cut off to expose most of her pale mid-section. She had red booty shorts that barely contained her creamy bottom with the words ‘Felix Felicis’ printed in white letter with one word on each cheek. She slid her wand between her shorts and bare skin of her thighs and covered herself with a long, brown robe and hid her brown hair, tied in back over her shoulders and quietly left the girls dormitory.

            She tiptoed down the staircase into the common room, and as quiet as a mouse opened the painting that was the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

            Hermione was light on her feet, not making any noise to attract the attention of the caretaker Filch or his cat, Mrs. Norris.

            Her destination was the library, and her hips began to swag with anticipation building inside her. Their relationship had only been a few weeks, but they had kept it secret. She didn’t want Harry to know she was seeing a Slytherin.

            When Hermione reached the doors to the library she withdrew her wand and whispered ‘Alohamora’ and the door opened with a creak. She quickly slipped her thin body through the partially opened door and breathlessly closed it tight, hoping no one had heard her.

            The library was dark, only the glow of one light in the middle signaled that he had made it here safely as well. Hermione removed her large brown robe and tossed it aside, revealing her gorgeous and partially dressed white body.

            She tiptoed towards the source of the light, finding him standing there, shirtless, only the green and silver Slytherin tie adorning his chest, revealing his dark skin glowing in the firelight from his wand.

            “You look stunning,” Blaise Zambini said, walking towards Hermione.

            He drank in her hips and thighs, placing his hands around her waist and kissing her deeply. Hermione backed into a book of shelves.

            She kissed him back, and Hermione felt his hand grace her genitals and casually slide a finger into her nethers and began massaging lightly. She cooed, feeling herself become wet with wild earnest.

            They kissed for several more minutes before Hermione pulled her white tank top off her chest, revealing a navy bra that housed her pale breasts. Blaise withdrew his hand from her crotch and massaged both of her breasts for several seconds until he worked the clasp of the bra off and the navy piece fell to the ground.

            Hermione’s tits jiggled slightly before him, and he kissed the tops of them before moving to her neck. He bit playfully at her and Hermione moaned in pleasure. When Hermione was entirely built in anticipation, Blaise lifted her up against the bookshelf, resting part of her butt on a shelf. He slid her shorts off her milky thighs exposing her quim.

            Hermione clutched as his waist pulling the folds of his own pants down, watching as each inch of cock was revealed to her. His dick suddenly popped up as the shorts were lowered past it, and it swung in the air, up and down, bouncing. Hermione’s eyes followed its sway until Blaise’s hand grab hold of it and placed it at the tip of her pussy.

            Hermione cooed as Blaise slipped his black cock into her pussy. Her back arched, and her hands clumsily knocked a few books from the shelf. He stood before her, rocking his hips and massaging her insides.

            “You are the best lover I have taken at Hogwarts,” Hermione whispered through gritted teeth, “Even Victor Krum can’t compare.”

            She reached out and grabbed Blaise’s hips and pulled him deeper inside of her, taking every inch. She wrapped her legs around his waist and they stood in embrace as they made love.

            Hermione’s hips rocked the shelves she rested on as Blaise continued to thrust his cock deep inside her. More and more books fell, and she momentarily worried if the noise would attract Filch.

            Blaise seemed to notice her weariness, and lifted her off the shelf, holding her on his dick and continuing to fuck her standing.

            He graciously laid Hermione down on the carpet between the two shelves. She wiggled on her back, smiling at him. He grabbed one of her long legs and placed it over his shoulder. Hermione slid her other leg beneath him so that his ass rested on her thigh. Blaise grabbed the thigh of the leg over his shoulder and rested the base of his dick on Hermiones nethers, so that the shaft stretched past her smooth stomach and just past her milky belly button.

            She clutched his dick in her hand and guided it back into her quim. He rocked her with perfect rhythm. Blaise watched his girth stretched Hermione, a small bulge appearing up from her pussy to her belly button when he was fully inside her.

            As he fucked her harder, the porcelain skin on Hermione’s toned stomach jiggled slightly with every thrust, and her boobs bounced up and down.

            Hermione adjusted her arms so that the cusps of her palms supported her neck and she looked so relaxed and happy as Blaise pleasured her. The rug burned on her back as they banged but it did not bother her, the ecstasy of Blaise’s black cock inside her was overpowering her senses. How Harry would burn with anger if he knew she had been sleeping with Slytherin. She thought of Ron, and the crush he had on her, and almost burst into a sheepish laughter thinking of how he must dream of her at night. All while she is out fucking a boy from the villainous house.

            Blaise slipped his hands beneath Hermione’s body and pulled her up and his penis slid out  from inside her. She let out a coy sigh of disappointment, before she flipped onto her stomach so that her curved butt danced in the air before him.

            Blaise stretched his legs out fully beneath Hermione’s body so that he was in a sitting position with his legs in front of him, and she seated herself down on his hips. She placed the palms of her hands on either side of Blaise’s knees and waited in eager.

            Blaise rested one hand on the crack of Hermione’s ass and pulled her hips down onto his cock. She half-screamed with pleasure. He kept his one hand on her booty, watching her clap her ass up and down of his cock.

            Her pale skin slapping against his thighs echoed throughout the library, and he picked up his pace.

            Thwack.   Thwack.  Thwack. Thwack.Thwack.thwackthwackthwackthwack.

            Hermione bubbled with joy and he could see her cum on his dick. Her hips swayed back and forth as he fucked her, the skin on her ass jiggling with each pounding. Hermione arched her head back so that her brunette hair trace along her smooth back. She turned her head enough so that she could see him and let out a wicked grin as her pussy vibrated with a soft orgasm.

            Her hips slipped off of Blaise’s dick and twitched slightly in the open air as her orgasm finished. She rose to her feet, and pulled Blaise up by his tie. She dragged him by the tie over to where desk and chairs rested in the back of the library for students to study.

            Hermione climbed onto a long wooden desk, standing up and running her hands along her body to tempt him. Blaise followed her lead. He crawled on the chair and lay flat on his back. He arched his back and pushed up with his heels and palms so that his body shaped like a bridge on the table.      

            Hermione smiled, and lifted her leg up and over Blaise’s body so that each leg was on either side of his hips. She pushed up onto her tippy toes so that she could get her hips over the head of Blaise’s cock and then lowered herself down onto his dick.

            She rode him like a Symbian, pushing up with the heels of her feet and then crashing her hips back down on him while he arched like a bridge on the table. The sheer power to hold himself in that position intrigued Hermione who rested her palms on his dark stomach as he rode her.

            Hermione’s tie loosely bounced around her neck as she bounced on him. When Blaise’s strained to hold the bridge, he lowered his hips down to the surface of the table so that his back was perfectly flat. Hermione rode him cowgirl, swinging her hips back and forth feeling every inch of him deep inside her. The bulge of his black cock just barely visible beneath her creamy porcelain skin.

            Hermione cooed and moaned as her hips crashed on Blaise’s. He cusped her hips with his hands and held her firmly in place as he fucked her harder, thrusting his manhood deep inside her and sending her in a sputter of three semi-orgasms.

            Blaise watched Hermione’s breast wobble, and he pressed his hands hard against her hips to hold her firmly as he fucked her.

            When Hermione had nearly exploded off of him like a rocket, he stopped and helped her down off the table, he sat down in a chair and offered a hand to Hermione. She sat down too, her back on his chest and began riding him again. He held her thighs with his hands as he pumped himself inside her. Hermione turned back and kissed him.

            She took his Slytherin tie and intertwined it with her Gryffindor one and then let the two playfully wave around her neck and stomach. Hermione turned her head down and watched his cock slip in and out of her wet pussy, stretching her quim wide to accommodate.

            Blaise wrapped his hands around Hermione’s stomach as he felt the wave of orgasm begin to form inside him. She arched her back, placing her palms on the arms of the chair and let him hold her tightly as he climaxed.

            He bit lightly at Hermione’s shoulder as he felt the pressure inside him relieve himself like carbonation from a soda bottle. He thrust one final, mighty time and exploded his seed into her. She screamed, a full scream, and felt limp in his hands as he pumped into her. Her hips twitched with orgasm as they climaxed one final time together.

            Hermione slipped herself off of Blaise’s big black dick, feeling a shiver of  pleasure exonerate her actions. She would have to return to the Gryffindor House soon, and pretend tomorrow as she went to class with Ron and Harry as if nothing had happened. She would see Blaise in the hallway and have to steal a smile or a wink. Knowing they would next meet in the library in one weeks’ time to continue their taboo romance.

            She pulled her white tank top down over her breasts and rested one hand on her exposed navel, watching as Blaise redressed himself. His seed spilled from her pussy as she pulled her red booty shorts back over her still mildly twitching hips.

            Blaise pulled her in one last time and kissed her.

            They would meet in secret for another three months before…

            Hermione wore a tighter fitting black tank top, similar to her white one. Her belly was exposed, but it was not as smooth as it had been before. Her clothes were all a bit tighter. She threw her brown coat over her shoulder and snuck out of the dormitory to meet Blaise in the library.

            ‘Alohamora’

            The door swung open and she could see the light of his wand in the middle shelves. Last week, they had knocked so many books off the shelf that he slid her body on the shelves and took her from behind.

            When she found Blaise, he was shirtless and in his Slytherin tie, but he did not look pleased to see her. His eyes kept flickering towards her slightly expanded midsection.

            “Hermione…” he said.

            “What?”

            “Look at you,” he pointed to her belly.

            Hermione clasped her hands on her stomach and felt it jiggle a little more than usual. What was he getting at?

            “You’re pregnant,” he said and Hermione felt an ere or protest bubble inside her.

            “But…” was all she could manage. How had this happen?

            She thought her birth control spells were enough to protect her, but Blaise’s seed had still somehow impregnated her. How was she going to explain this to Ron and Harry?