Title: Just Rewards
Author: sdk
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Hermione/Draco, Harry
Rating: NC-17
Length/Word Count: Drabble, 100x6
Warnings/Content: Anal, Pegging, Voyeurism
Summary: Draco discovers the rewards for studying include more than just receiving high marks.
Notes: Since when did Pegging become my kink you guys? IDK. ANYWAY. This was written for draco100's prompt, Friendly Competition. torino10154 gave the further challenge of not involving Harry, but as you'll see, I couldn't leave him out completely. Unbeta'd so if you spot any typos or errors, etc., pls point the out. Thanks!
Disclaimer: The following is based on fictional characters I don't own doing fictional things in a fictional world I did not create. No copyright infringement intended.


Just Rewards

Draco arrived at their usual study table at half-seven, earlier than when they'd planned to meet, but he spied Granger's bushy hair as soon as he entered the library. It seemed she was just as anxious to find out the results as he was.

It was just a friendly competition, goaded out of her after months of studying together, but the stakes had grown higher with each passing week. The look on Granger's face when she found out he beat her (and he was confident he had) would almost be as good as the rewards promised to the winner.

Almost.

*

“Eight.” Hermione beamed and passed over her results as soon he sat down. Draco glanced over her parchment, his features neutral. She was practically bouncing in her chair, so sure of her victory. The next few moments would be delicious.

“Very impressive,” he conceded.

“Go on then! Let me see yours.”

Draco produced his parchment with a flourish and waited as she scanned the elegant script sealing her doom.

One, two, three...

“Nine,” she screeched, earning an impressive glare from Madam Pince. “Nine Newts! How did you-”

“Muggle Studies. I do believe it puts me over the top.”

*

“You didn't tell me you took the Muggle Studies exam!” Hermione's features twisted comically as she studied the parchment, surely looking for a mistake or trickery, though she would find neither.

“Muggles are fascinating. They produce the most interesting things—like this.”

Draco pulled a flesh-coloured dildo from his bag that was attached to a harness designed to be worn by the fairer sex. Hermione looked aghast.

“You can't have that here—this is a library,” she hissed.

“I believe the winner was promised anything they wanted.” Draco rose. “9:30. Restricted Section. Show up...with this. I'll send you further instructions by owl.”

*

She stood behind the last bookcase in the Restricted Section, naked save for the harness strapped around her waist. Though she was blushing furiously, there was a determined look in her eye.

“I've taken the liberty of preparing myself,” Draco said as he stripped, noting with surprise when she looked him over with clear arousal in her gaze. “Is...everything in place?”

“He's here,” she whispered, nodding to the wall beside her. Draco saw a shimmer of something for a split second and smiled to himself. Potter. He would use the Invisibility Cloak.

“Good.” Draco sank to his knees. “I'm ready.”

*

Hermione was tentative at first, easing the dildo into his stretched arsehole inch by inch as if he would break, but with a couple of snarky remarks, she fucked him how he wanted, fast and precise, hitting that spot deep inside him over and over again until he saw stars.

He faced where he knew Potter was hiding, imagined him with his hands stuffed down his trousers, wanking himself as furiously as Draco pulled on his own cock. Hermione made a small mewing sound, then suddenly smacked his arse, and Draco came all over the stone floor with a gasp.

*

Hermione dressed slowly. Draco simply threw on his outer robes and folded the rest to carry. He wondered if Potter was still there or if he'd fled at first opportunity.

“That was...what you wanted?”

“It was sufficient.”

“If you'd given me more time, I could have researched it properly-” she started until Draco's lips begin to twitch. “You're teasing.”

“Yes,” Draco admitted. “But if you think you can do better...we always could make another wager.”

Hermione raised an eyebrow. “Don't think you'll get lucky twice in a row.”

“Whatever the result,” Draco said, grinning. “I'm positive I'll get lucky.”

-Fin-







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