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You don't know why she was invited. She's a bloody Slytherin, a bitchy one at that. Yet here she is sitting at one of the family tables while your brother gets married. When you demanded answers, Bill just shrugged and said he worked with her cousin, that pretty-boy Pucey bloke who is flirting with Hermione while you sit at the table sulking. Hermione never blushes like that when you tease her, which makes your sulk become a scowl.

A hand on your thigh startles you. You look down and your eyes widen even more when you see the bright red fingernails standing out against the soft yellow robes that Fleur insisted 'eet ees perfect for you, Ronald' but you think are bloody awful. The hand moves up and down your thigh, getting closer and closer to bits that are starting to stir. You hear a familiar laugh and look up to glare at Hermione, who is blushing and swatting at that Pucey prat.

Fingers close around your bulge, which makes you jump enough to catch George's attention. He looks over and grins knowingly, shaking his finger at you before he rushes off, most likely to find Fred so this can become the most humiliating experience of your life. The hand doesn't seem to mind George's antics, though, as it's now kneading your erection in a way that makes your face flush and breathing difficult.

"Would you like a grape, Ronald?"

You look up at Pansy Parkinson and blink, watching her thin lips curve into a smirk before she drags her tongue along them and makes the red coloring seem to shine. She presses a round grape against her lips and licks it, which makes your cock twitch longingly. When she pushes it into her mouth and bites down, you buck against the hand on your crotch. Dumbly, you nod when she arches a brow and open your mouth, not even tasting the grape as the touch becomes more firm.

"You know, sometimes what you need isn't what's right in front of you," Pansy drawled lazily, nodding towards the dance floor where Hermione was shyly dancing with pretty boy Pucey, "but it's actually sitting right beside you."

You never knew that Slytherins could be so smart, but you're starting to realize that maybe she's not such a bitch, after all.

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