Horny and crazy about her skirmish with Ron, Hermione figured that asking Cormac out would only benefit her. She unbuttoned his trousers and slipped one hand in. Draco? He released his death grip on the back of her head and let her breathe. “I will.” He slapped her. Christ,” Pavarti said. But she was still adamant. When she began dating Krum, she was the one making the first moves. Cormac’s soft, warm tongue swirled around her cunny. Cormac shot a cocky look at his friends and agreed. As she attempted to wipe the cum off her face, he bent down and whispered in her ear, “The next time you defy me, you’re going to be sorry.” He zipped his pants up, grabbed the letter that had fallen on the floor, and continued down the hall, leaving Hermione used and alone. Would you mind taking it to him?” Hermione was a bit reluctant but she agreed because McGongogall was clearly distraught and needed this done in a hurry. “Let’s meet up in the common room at seven or
