Well hello, sorry I haven't updated everything else, my BEST FRIEND IN THE ENTIRE WORLD (and co-writer) moved very far away…my friend died…MAJOR family problems and no computer all contributed to not updating my other stories so I decided to go ahead and start a new one and continure the others while I get all my files back!
Thank you, and on with the story!
(I don't own anything so don't ask)
Midnight Lovers - Ch1
It was nothing more than a cold winter night at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Yet again it was nearly Christmas time and everyone was in the process of packing to spend the holiday season with family. Only a few students ever stayed at Hogwarts for the holidays, and this year was Hermione Granger who had no choice but to stay. Her parents had gone through a very rough patch in their marriage and were taking the holidays to set things right again. She didn't mind though, she would be spending it with friends.
Snow covered the bottom of the windows and ice cascaded onto the locks, freezing them shut.
She couldn't stand it. Parvati and Lavendar were both having restless sleep and Hermione was shivering fiercly, so she finally made up her mind. 'Fuck this,' she thought, 'it's too bloody fucking cold!'
Hermione stormed out of the girl's dorms down to the Gryffindor common room. Luckily for her the house elves had not extinguished the fire. She prodded the flames a bit then sat back on the couch looking into the fire. It was nearly 4am on a Saturday morning so she didn't have to worry about not performing well in class. After a few moments of just staring into the fire, Hermione laid back and shut her eyes. Her body was warm and her dreams were hot! She awoke with a small feeling of pressure on her forehead
"Whose there?" she inquired very sleepily.
"Sshhh, close your eyes," he said. He had a very handsom voice. Hermione could not see his face, she bloody well didn't care! She closed her eyes once she felt how good his hands felt on her skin. He slowly trailed his hand up the inside of her leg and theigh and slowed down completely when his hand reached the most sensitive part of her body. His hand moved slowly up her stomach and the middle between her breasts, up her neck, and rubbed his thumb on her cheek. He kissed her lips softly. She kissed back and let her tongue slide across his lips asking entrance, he allowed her and he slipped his tongue in her mouth, exploring every inch of her. She brushed her teeth along his tongue, softly biting it. He winced and kissed her more passionately, his hands massaging her full breasts, and making their way down between her legs and rubbing softly. She moaned a bit, arching her back and asking for more. After a few moments they both let go of each other's lips and he kissed her forehead again softly and said, "Sleep soundly, my love." Hermione loved these words. With that she drifted off into a dreamless, relaxing sleep.
He was stunned. He had finally kissed (let alone other things) the girl he had been in love with for the past 2yrs.
Ron walked into his dorm and slumped down onto his bed looking at the snow fall outside.
"So where did you go?" asked Harry opening the curtain.
"Yeah," was the only word he could muster. His smile couldn't be any bigger, nor could his erection.
"You dog! You felt her up didn't you?! What did she say?"
"She didn't know it was me, she was half asleep."
"So, let me get this right. You felt her up, you didn't tell her you love her, and you didn't let her know it was you?" Harry asked with both eyebrows raised.
"Well mate, yeah."
"Just tell her."
"I will, tomorrow, maybe." With that, Ron closed the curtains on his four poster and closed his eyes.
"You confuse me," all Harry heard from his friend after that was very annoying snoring!
In the morning, Harry and Ron were the first ones to wake. After they had showered, Harry met back up with Ron, who was attempting to towel dry his hair. Harry got dressed and the went down the spiral staircase to the common room. Hermione was still sleeping on the couch when the boys got down there. Harry sat down in the big fluffy armchair in front of the fire, Ron sat on the floor in front of Hermione and put the sweater his mother made him last year over Hermione. The other students gradually began to show up with their trunks and gifts for their friends, then left again for breakfast and the train home.
Ginny Weasly soon came running down the stairs, hoping up and down like a little child.
"What are you so happy about?" Ron grunted. Hermione winced and almost slapped Ron, unconsciously knowing it.
"Well Ronald, now that everyone is gone, I get the dorm all to myself, apart from Hermione over there. It's going to be so fun this year!" she giggled. "So why is Hermione sleeping down here?"
Harry and Ron looked nervously at each other for a moment, then Harry turned to Ginny and plainly said, "Well, my guess is she was down here all night reading." Rons's ears turned bright red after what he thought of what had happened the previous night.
"Oh well, I s'pose we should wake her and go to breakfast," Ginny said very giddy. She knelt beside her brother and gently shook the sleeping Hermione. She stirred a bit and finally come too after Ginny screamed Snape was handing out F's to all the 6th yrs. Hermione sat bolt upright with a look of pure terror. Harry and Ron were laughing so hard they clutched their sides, Harry laughed so hard he fell out of the armchair and laughed harder when he hit the ground. Hermione stared at the two of them like was daring to put a hex on them both.
"Come on Hermione, get ready for breakfast, I want to know why you've been down here!"
Hermione didn't know what to say, would she tell Ginny about her midnight encounter? Did she even know it was real? 'It sure as hell felt real,' she thought. "Oh, al..right. I need to ask you something anyways," she said while wrapping Ron's sweater tighter around her and followed Ginny up the spiral staircase into the now empty girl's dormitory.
Hermione left Ginny in her toom while she went to take a shower. Maybe her head would get cleared up then.
'This feels so good,' she thought as the warm water hit her. She had always believed that the running water would take her problems down the drain and away for good. But this time she wanted to savor these thoughts. 'His voice seems so familiar. Almost like he's always around me…Maybe I should sleep in the common room more often and find out who he is.' She loved the thought of a "Midnight Lover". That made her want to take a cold shower after this one.
She found Ginny sitting on her bed looking out the window. She grabbed a pair of black jeans from her trunk, a tank top along with a black jacket.
"So what'd you wanna talk about?" asked Ginny eagerly. "Is this about Harry?"
"NO! That was first year and you know it!" she screamed in protest.
Ginny rubbed her chin with her thumb thinking. She started marking guys off with her fingers. "Seamus? Viktor? Malfoy? Dean? Mark? That cute Ravenclaw boy from Herbology? Ron!?"
"Well…erm…3week thing; don't know if he still remembers me; was a PHASE!; no; got over him when he kissed Lavendar; forgot about him;…and well…yes…sorta."
Ginny's eyes widened as she sat forward. "Ron? My Ron? Big, goofy, can barely save a quaffle, let a murderer live with him as a pet, Ron?"
Hermione could only blush.
"Are you bloody mad?"
"Hey, you said it was cute when I told you in 3rd yr!"
""Well, you liked him for 3 and a half years and you've never told him!"
"I don't want to get hurt!" she screamed rather loudly. "Look, that's not the point," she had now finished getting dressed and was doing her make up. "I had a very…VIVID…dream last night."
"Oooo give me all the details!"
"NOO! But I will tell you it felt damn good! I couldn't tell I was so sleepy, but I thought the guy doing those things to me was, well, Ron."
"You have gone mad! Now come one, I'm hungry!"
"Alright let's go," Hermione couldn't help thinking about her dream as they all walked down to thr Great Hall. It was practicaly empty 5 from Hufflepuff, 2 from Slytherin, and them.
"So what was the screaming about earlier?" Ron asked thru a mouthful of toast.
"She was telling me about a dream she had." Ginny had managed to snap Hermione out of a daze with her comment.
"Hey that's private!" she scorned turning back to her orange pumpkin juice, "Besides, it was only a dream."
Ron snapped his head up and mouthed to Harry, "She was awake?!" HArry turned and asked, "So exactly what happened in this dream of yours?"
"She had the best time! She was-"
"Ginny! Please! It's embarrassing enough, I don't want them to hear!" Hermione practicly screamed, slamming her glass so hard it shattered.
"You loved it though, you said it yourself it was the bes-"
"Virginia Weasly, SHUT IT!" said Ron rather forcefully. He was staring at his toast, his ears now redder than his hair. He couldn't tell if he was mortified she knew or hally she liked it.
The windows slammed open and 3 or 4 owls flew in, and immediately the subject was changed.
Well, how ya like it so far? Leave a review with idea for the next chappy. I have it written but I'm making changes to it. Tell me if ya like it!! .
Thank you, and on with the story!
(I don't own anything so don't ask)
Midnight Lovers - Ch1
It was nothing more than a cold winter night at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Yet again it was nearly Christmas time and everyone was in the process of packing to spend the holiday season with family. Only a few students ever stayed at Hogwarts for the holidays, and this year was Hermione Granger who had no choice but to stay. Her parents had gone through a very rough patch in their marriage and were taking the holidays to set things right again. She didn't mind though, she would be spending it with friends.
Snow covered the bottom of the windows and ice cascaded onto the locks, freezing them shut.
She couldn't stand it. Parvati and Lavendar were both having restless sleep and Hermione was shivering fiercly, so she finally made up her mind. 'Fuck this,' she thought, 'it's too bloody fucking cold!'
Hermione stormed out of the girl's dorms down to the Gryffindor common room. Luckily for her the house elves had not extinguished the fire. She prodded the flames a bit then sat back on the couch looking into the fire. It was nearly 4am on a Saturday morning so she didn't have to worry about not performing well in class. After a few moments of just staring into the fire, Hermione laid back and shut her eyes. Her body was warm and her dreams were hot! She awoke with a small feeling of pressure on her forehead
"Whose there?" she inquired very sleepily.
"Sshhh, close your eyes," he said. He had a very handsom voice. Hermione could not see his face, she bloody well didn't care! She closed her eyes once she felt how good his hands felt on her skin. He slowly trailed his hand up the inside of her leg and theigh and slowed down completely when his hand reached the most sensitive part of her body. His hand moved slowly up her stomach and the middle between her breasts, up her neck, and rubbed his thumb on her cheek. He kissed her lips softly. She kissed back and let her tongue slide across his lips asking entrance, he allowed her and he slipped his tongue in her mouth, exploring every inch of her. She brushed her teeth along his tongue, softly biting it. He winced and kissed her more passionately, his hands massaging her full breasts, and making their way down between her legs and rubbing softly. She moaned a bit, arching her back and asking for more. After a few moments they both let go of each other's lips and he kissed her forehead again softly and said, "Sleep soundly, my love." Hermione loved these words. With that she drifted off into a dreamless, relaxing sleep.
He was stunned. He had finally kissed (let alone other things) the girl he had been in love with for the past 2yrs.
Ron walked into his dorm and slumped down onto his bed looking at the snow fall outside.
"So where did you go?" asked Harry opening the curtain.
"Yeah," was the only word he could muster. His smile couldn't be any bigger, nor could his erection.
"You dog! You felt her up didn't you?! What did she say?"
"She didn't know it was me, she was half asleep."
"So, let me get this right. You felt her up, you didn't tell her you love her, and you didn't let her know it was you?" Harry asked with both eyebrows raised.
"Well mate, yeah."
"Just tell her."
"I will, tomorrow, maybe." With that, Ron closed the curtains on his four poster and closed his eyes.
"You confuse me," all Harry heard from his friend after that was very annoying snoring!
In the morning, Harry and Ron were the first ones to wake. After they had showered, Harry met back up with Ron, who was attempting to towel dry his hair. Harry got dressed and the went down the spiral staircase to the common room. Hermione was still sleeping on the couch when the boys got down there. Harry sat down in the big fluffy armchair in front of the fire, Ron sat on the floor in front of Hermione and put the sweater his mother made him last year over Hermione. The other students gradually began to show up with their trunks and gifts for their friends, then left again for breakfast and the train home.
Ginny Weasly soon came running down the stairs, hoping up and down like a little child.
"What are you so happy about?" Ron grunted. Hermione winced and almost slapped Ron, unconsciously knowing it.
"Well Ronald, now that everyone is gone, I get the dorm all to myself, apart from Hermione over there. It's going to be so fun this year!" she giggled. "So why is Hermione sleeping down here?"
Harry and Ron looked nervously at each other for a moment, then Harry turned to Ginny and plainly said, "Well, my guess is she was down here all night reading." Rons's ears turned bright red after what he thought of what had happened the previous night.
"Oh well, I s'pose we should wake her and go to breakfast," Ginny said very giddy. She knelt beside her brother and gently shook the sleeping Hermione. She stirred a bit and finally come too after Ginny screamed Snape was handing out F's to all the 6th yrs. Hermione sat bolt upright with a look of pure terror. Harry and Ron were laughing so hard they clutched their sides, Harry laughed so hard he fell out of the armchair and laughed harder when he hit the ground. Hermione stared at the two of them like was daring to put a hex on them both.
"Come on Hermione, get ready for breakfast, I want to know why you've been down here!"
Hermione didn't know what to say, would she tell Ginny about her midnight encounter? Did she even know it was real? 'It sure as hell felt real,' she thought. "Oh, al..right. I need to ask you something anyways," she said while wrapping Ron's sweater tighter around her and followed Ginny up the spiral staircase into the now empty girl's dormitory.
Hermione left Ginny in her toom while she went to take a shower. Maybe her head would get cleared up then.
'This feels so good,' she thought as the warm water hit her. She had always believed that the running water would take her problems down the drain and away for good. But this time she wanted to savor these thoughts. 'His voice seems so familiar. Almost like he's always around me…Maybe I should sleep in the common room more often and find out who he is.' She loved the thought of a "Midnight Lover". That made her want to take a cold shower after this one.
She found Ginny sitting on her bed looking out the window. She grabbed a pair of black jeans from her trunk, a tank top along with a black jacket.
"So what'd you wanna talk about?" asked Ginny eagerly. "Is this about Harry?"
"NO! That was first year and you know it!" she screamed in protest.
Ginny rubbed her chin with her thumb thinking. She started marking guys off with her fingers. "Seamus? Viktor? Malfoy? Dean? Mark? That cute Ravenclaw boy from Herbology? Ron!?"
"Well…erm…3week thing; don't know if he still remembers me; was a PHASE!; no; got over him when he kissed Lavendar; forgot about him;…and well…yes…sorta."
Ginny's eyes widened as she sat forward. "Ron? My Ron? Big, goofy, can barely save a quaffle, let a murderer live with him as a pet, Ron?"
Hermione could only blush.
"Are you bloody mad?"
"Hey, you said it was cute when I told you in 3rd yr!"
""Well, you liked him for 3 and a half years and you've never told him!"
"I don't want to get hurt!" she screamed rather loudly. "Look, that's not the point," she had now finished getting dressed and was doing her make up. "I had a very…VIVID…dream last night."
"Oooo give me all the details!"
"NOO! But I will tell you it felt damn good! I couldn't tell I was so sleepy, but I thought the guy doing those things to me was, well, Ron."
"You have gone mad! Now come one, I'm hungry!"
"Alright let's go," Hermione couldn't help thinking about her dream as they all walked down to thr Great Hall. It was practicaly empty 5 from Hufflepuff, 2 from Slytherin, and them.
"So what was the screaming about earlier?" Ron asked thru a mouthful of toast.
"She was telling me about a dream she had." Ginny had managed to snap Hermione out of a daze with her comment.
"Hey that's private!" she scorned turning back to her orange pumpkin juice, "Besides, it was only a dream."
Ron snapped his head up and mouthed to Harry, "She was awake?!" HArry turned and asked, "So exactly what happened in this dream of yours?"
"She had the best time! She was-"
"Ginny! Please! It's embarrassing enough, I don't want them to hear!" Hermione practicly screamed, slamming her glass so hard it shattered.
"You loved it though, you said it yourself it was the bes-"
"Virginia Weasly, SHUT IT!" said Ron rather forcefully. He was staring at his toast, his ears now redder than his hair. He couldn't tell if he was mortified she knew or hally she liked it.
The windows slammed open and 3 or 4 owls flew in, and immediately the subject was changed.
Well, how ya like it so far? Leave a review with idea for the next chappy. I have it written but I'm making changes to it. Tell me if ya like it!! .