Fics like Just Before Curfew

It hadn’t meant to become anything—certainly not the obsession it had turned into. It started harmlessly enough. Draco sat behind Granger in a few of their eighth-year classes, bored, tapping his foot. He thought it wouldn’t hurt to probe into her mind, just a touch. Her Occlumency was weak. There was no wall, no defense, and Draco was a very skilled Legilimens; he’d have sensed a barrier. Whatever went on in the Golden Girl’s head was likely just a never-ending list of studious answers or ways to be even more insufferable. What he didn’t expect was the image that would change him indefintely: Granger—fantasizing about his cock, pacified in her mouth beneath the Quidditch stands, while she played with herself. The shock of it nearly made him jolt upright. Blood rushed to his groin, leaving him sweaty, disoriented, and suddenly desperate to see that scene play out in real life. A smugness ravaged in Draco’s chest, a trophy of victory. Hermione Granger wanted to fuck him. What a depraved little slut.

Fics like Just Before Curfew

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