Hermione has a secret. A dirty secret to be exact.She likes to get off in public. It made everything so much more intense, and because she couldn’t turn her brain off when she was alone in her room, it took her out of her thoughts to fight the orgasm while she was out at the pub with Ron and Harry, or sitting at tea with Luna and holding in her moans. Her favorite by far though, was in the back corner of the Hogwarts library. She had staked out a claim on this particular table because it was tucked away from distractions, but later she found it was also a perfect opportunity to let off some steam. Private enough that she didn’t have to be as careful with her movements, but public enough she still had to consider the potential of getting caught.It had become so common that she started getting aroused every time she sat down at her table. Then she had begun to feel the telltale moisture between her legs as she walked through the castle near the library. It had become a Pavlovian response: Library equals orgasm.