Chapter 15
Draco lay behind Hermione in the dim light of his dormitory, their breaths mingling in the quiet. He rubs his drying cum into the skin on her thighs, his mind wandering until Hermione's unexpected question cut through the silence.
"Do you think Astoria is beautiful?" she asked softly.
Draco's fingers paused. "Astoria? Why do you ask?"
Hermione's gaze was calculating. "She's quite striking, don't you think? Pureblood, rich, kind."
Draco smirked, catching on quickly. Hermione was testing the waters, hinting at using Astoria as a distraction. The idea intrigued him. "You think she'd fit into our... arrangement?"
Hermione's eyes glinted. "Perfectly. It might give me some time to focus on my studies. You have been very demanding lately."
Draco's expression darkened with a predatory gleam. "Always scheming. But remember, Hermione, I won't lose interest in you. If anything, it might make me want you more."
Hermione's smile was edged with danger. "I wouldn't have it any other way."
Draco's mind raced with the possibilities. Astoria idolized Hermione and would likely do anything to be close to her. He raised her thigh over his own, lining up the head of his hardening cock with her warm cunt, "Let's see how this plays out."