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The first time Draco fucked Hermione Granger, it was on a dare. It didn’t even need to be her in particular; either of the petrified girls would do.
Regardless, he’d taken up the dare, eager to lose his virginity this way with no witnesses, since Father had already decreed he was not going to uphold the family tradition of taking Draco to a brothel on his thirteenth birthday next month. It was the first disagreement he’d ever had with the man, and the first time Draco realized that his father might not always be right. According to Grandfather, Malfoys had historically been precocious when it came to sex. If his father wasn’t going to do his duty to his son, Grandfather encouraged Draco to seek out any opportunity to practice his technique with undesirables whilst he was at school. He wasn’t to interfere with any of the proper pureblood girls, but mudbloods and halfbloods were the perfect fodder for which to practice his sexual repertoire.
And Draco was more than ready to get his little virginity obstacle out of the way.
Disillusioned and armed with an enchanted camera to provide evidence of successfully completing his task, he snuck into the hospital ward at the witching hour, secure in his knowledge that would be the best opportunity to pull this off. Draco took in his options. Penelope Clearwater certainly had some nice tits that would not make fucking her a hardship, but with Granger lying there, mouth agog and hand in the air, staring sightlessly at her surroundings, he simply knew it needed to be her.
Ever since he’d started having wet dreams in recent months, he’d envisioned stuffing his cock down her throat to shut the mudblood up.
She wasn’t making any of her normal yammering noise at the moment, but with her mouth open like that, the temptation for it to be her was simply too great. There was also the advantage of her most likely being a virgin herself. Everyone knew Clearwater was gagging for Big-Head-Boy Weasley’s cock, and if Draco knew nothing else, it was that he didn’t want his dick anywhere near where a Weasley’s might have been.
Draco cast a strong, not Hogwarts approved notice-me-not charm over the general area of Granger’s bed, and cancelled his disillusionment. He was already hard and ready, having anticipated this since they’d learned of Granger and Clearwater’s petrifications yesterday.
He freed his cock from the confines of his trousers, pumping it in his hand to make sure he was ready.
Granger’s head was turned in his direction, her mouth parted as though she had been in the middle of saying something. It wasn’t quite open enough for him to push his prick into; he was afraid that if he tried, her petrified teeth would scrape him up. That didn’t mean he couldn’t take a few pictures suggesting otherwise, though. Maneuvering the camera, he pushed the head of his cock against her open lips, and Draco groaned. They were soft against his prick despite the petrification, and even that minuscule bit of contact was almost enough to make him cream himself. He supposed shooting his first load in Granger’s mouth wouldn’t be a total waste, but Draco wanted the full experience of ramming his cock in a waiting cunt for his first time with another person. He took several photographs for his personal wank-bank material, planning to charm them later so it looked like she was both awake and staring up at him as he crammed his dick down her throat.
That little mission accomplished, he stepped away, pulling down the sheets in the process. No one had bothered to change her into the normal sort of hospital gowns for a long-term stay, or even pyjamas, so Granger was still in her school kit, which made his job even easier.
He carefully lifted her skirt out of the way, revealing her plain, modest white knickers. They weren’t particularly enticing, but to his hormone addled mind, the plain white knickers standing between him and finally seeing Granger’s cunt for the first time were the absolute sexiest thing he’d ever seen. It removed any doubt from his mind that she might not be a virgin, too. There was no way Granger was slagging it up with knickers like these.
As dirty as her blood was, at least her cunt would be clean. He’d hate to be hit with a bout of Shrivilis Dictis. Or Biting Muff Mites. Or the ever-dreaded Penis Pustules. Draco would then have some uncomfortable explaining to do that was best to be avoided outright.
As that wouldn’t be a problem, it wasn’t worth worrying about. He pushed Granger’s knickers to the side and kept them there with a sticking charm. It might have been nicer aesthetically to pull them down her legs, but petrified and non-pliable as she was, it simply seemed too much of a hassle.
He stared at her cunt-lips and what had been exposed of her mons which was covered in fine, downy hairs. Draco swallowed, unable to believe this was really happening. He took several more pictures with the camera, going as far to pry and pull her lower lips apart to get a good shot of her pussy for the camera. The best part was he didn’t have to hold them apart— the petrification kept her pussy lips in place, just where he’d moved them.
It was good to know that he could move her body parts if need be. It just took a bit more effort than should normally be necessary. Draco pushed her legs apart enough that he could fit his cock in between them where it needed to go. He decided it was best if he left her largely positioned as he’d found her. He didn’t want anyone to notice and get suspicious after all.
He took several more photographs of his cock juxtaposed beautifully across her mons, and more with it poking against her hole. He activated the long-term enchantment and levitated the camera so the modified muggle device could capture the whole act on film.
Hands freed, Draco gripped Granger’s hips, more than ready to stuff his cock into her. Only… she was nearly completely dry down there.
Grandfather had given him a spell just for this situation though, and with a muttered incantation and a flick of his wand, the witch beneath him was dripping wet for him in an instant.
He placed the bulbous tip of his cock at her entrance, encountering a slight resistance as he attempted to push inside.
Fucking aces! He’d been right.
Draco pushed with a bit more force, and the resistance gave way as his cockhead popped past her virgin barrier into the warm heat of her untried cunt. She was so fucking tight that the sensation nearly overwhelmed him, and Draco moaned out loud.
Merlin, it felt even better than he thought it would!
Feeling his bollocks draw up and realizing he was about to cum from the over-stimulation, Draco forced his cock in all the way, as far as it would go. He moaned again as he came deep inside Granger’s tight little snatch, marveling at the sensation of her cunt wrapped around him, even as his prick deflated after delivering its load. Regretful only that the experience hadn’t lasted longer, Draco withdrew, his cock mesmerisingly coated in her blood and a bit of his cum. He released the long range enchantment on the camera and took several more photographs of his withdrawal, and at least a dozen of his blood-tinged cum leaking out of her newly-inaugurated-to-her-true-place pussy.
Draco lamentably scourgified away his leavings and rearranged the girl back how he found her.
Despite taking his task up as a dare, he knew he wouldn’t tell another living soul. He didn’t trust the others to not spread rumours or even tattle about what he’d done. Draco was already making plans for his next encounter. He needed to build up his stamina if he wanted to move on to slaggy, awake girls, after all.
Draco made plans to secure a helper-ship with Madame Pomfrey first thing in the morning.
He had always been a perfectionist; his parents had demanded it. And to eventually be perfect at sex, he needed to practice this new skill.
And what better time to practice than when Granger was perfectly laid out, largely unmonitored, and wide open for him to plunder as often as he was able?