I lied back down on the floor and Hermione fell forward to me, her head on my chest. Indian porn sex She knelt down and took my face in her hands. She got up slowly and crawled over to her underwear. Wait…what is she doing with her…oh…oh my, oh what… Do I tell Ron? She looked like a cheesy romance novel right then, with the orange-red sun making her look all…beautiful and such. After I’d managed to go back to a normal shade of white and I was sure little Harry was all set to go, I left the closet and went back to the common room. The room was tall and had very tall, long etched-looking windows overlooking the Quidditch pitch. I could feel a rush of adrenaline pumping through my stomach and legs, readying me to explode. Did she not realize I was a 17-year-old male? But I knew then to take a mental snapshot of Hermione naked for later viewing, with her knee socks and shoes on, crawling toward me with a Cheshire grin on her face and a little pink in her cheeks.
