Prologue.
It was just starting to cool outside, the humid heat from the midday sun just beginning to fade, a new record for Britain she was sure. She wondered over to the nearby bench watching the crowds of people pass obviously making the most of the last few days of the summer break, a luxury she could not afford. No, her mind was on the upcoming year, not the grades not the tests as you might presume, no she was contemplating what would happen to her, Ron and Harry and all her other friends for that matter and the people walking past not knowing of the possible catastrophic outcomes the dark lord held in store for all of them. You see it was not that Hermione no longer cared for her studies, she did very much! She spent all of the summer held up in her room with a pike of books the size of kilamanjaro, but now summer was ending and it was time to think about reality and prepare for what is about to Come. She had also carried out extensive research on self defence, protective spells, even a little dark arts to fully be able to protect herself and those she joined, do dear , well at least protect more than she could last year, she wasn't naive enough to believe she could take on someone like Dolohov or Lucius and win, but she'd put up one hell of a fight!
She sighed and stood to start the half hour walk home. She comes here often just to watch the carefree people passing by, going about their everyday relaxed her more than she could say to be able to forget her worries for a little while, after all studying didn't really take her mind away from the dark lord or his disposable plans whatever they may be. Not knowing what to expect was perhaps the worse thing of all. That being said however she knew what the next and last week of summer would bring, the chance to see the weasley's again and harry of course. Tomorrow she was heading to the burrow. Hermione smiled slightly she was looking forward to seeing them all again. Harry and Ron had sent her multiple letters over the summer but it just wasn't the same, she was longed to talk with them, reprimand them for not studying, laugh with them again, it had been a while since they had laughed and truly meant it for it had been a rough year previously for all of them, they all still felt the worry and the pressure to find the real horcrux. Harry more than anyone he felt the pressure lay solely on his shoulder, the chosen one, but he couldn't be more wrong. She and Ron were with him every step of the way they were a team, have been for years and they would face what was to come together. For now she would pack her bag for the burrow and pack a bag for emergencies if harry decided it was time to leave to search for horcrux's she would be ready.
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Chapter one.
"Hermione! Time to get up hun your late!" came a voice so familiar Hermione recognised even in her deep sleep. "coming mum, I'm up." She shouted back, or at least tried to it came out more like a drunken slur than anything else. She sat up and wiped her eyes, that was the best nights sleep she's had in weeks. She suspected it was because from today she had Harry and Ron to talk to she wouldn't have to worry on her own anymore. She climbed out of bed and observed her outfit she had chosen hanging from her wardrobe, a light blue short sleeve top with slight ruffles on the shoulders that would fall just short of reaching the hem of her dark jeans. Although Hermione was not a vain girl she took more pride in her appearance now she had grown into herself her soft curves had become more pronounced, her hair no longer the frizzy mess it was but now soft waves that fell just below her shoulders. She would never be the kind of girl to spend hours doing and redoing her makeup not with the real problems and heartaches that surely lay in wake for them in the months ahead, but she did have confidence now in the way she looked. She understood the effect a woman could have on a man and hoped that Ron would like her outfit. Things had progressed between her and Ron they were giving it a go, going steady so to speak, which in itself gave Hermione more hope than anything else in her life at the minute the fact they could start something in the face of what was sure to be the biggest war the wizarding world had ever seen meant the world to Hermione. She did not know if they would succeed long term for after all they were so very different but for now they enjoyed each others company and she enjoyed their little ray of hope. With that in mind Hermione finished dressing, grabbed her wand and flicked it at her luggage sending it to the burrow ahead of her. That taken care of she bounded down the stairs and flew at her mum and dad, they stumbled and chuckled. Wrapping one arm around her mum and one for her dad she felt tears come to her eyes despite the fact she promised herself she would not cry, this was not goodbye after all she was only going for the school year like she had for the past 6 years, but this felt different. "come on now Hermione, I thought you were looking forward to going back to school!" her dad looked at her with concern. "of course I am it's just, I will miss both of you." She replied smiling faintly and withdrawing her arms. "As will we Hermione, but you know we will always be here and you can come back whenever you want to." Her mum said as she grasped Hermione for one last hug. Hermione smiled she loved her parents and was thankfully they were unaware of the problems in the wizard ingredients world, they would never let her go if they knew and although she would miss them she had to go, she wanted to. "I know mum, I love you." She said. "I love you too dad" she reached for her farther, he held her tightly for a moment before letting go. Hermione stepped back and reached for the port key "I'll see you soon" She said and placed her hand on the old brown shoe, she felt the familiar pull within her stomach, she braced herself before disappearing through what felt like a vice that was getting tighter and tighter until it suddenly released and she reappeared in front of the Burrow.
Grinning she walked through the garden and opened the front door to be immediately bombarded by Ginny. "Hermione we were getting worried your late, you're never late!" she laughed only teasing, that was the wonderfully thing about Ginny even in the face of adversity she could smile and joke still. "I know I am sorry I overslept also not like me" Hermione laughed also. Ginny grabbed her hand "come on there is some who has been waiting for you. Asking every five minutes if you were here yet actually it was quite annoying actually!" Gin led her through the kitchen, and up the stairs towards Ron's room. Along the twins popped their head round the door "hello Hermione missed us?" they called out simultaneously . She grinned while still walking calling back, "always!" without missing a beat George said "you're too good for him you know Hermione you need a man's man" "someone who can make all your wishes come true" said Fred "some one like us" They said cheekily. Hermione let out a chuckle, they were too much the twins she really did like them they were a light for where ever they were they could make anyone smile. She could hear Harry and Ron talking in hushed voices, Hermione bit her lip as Ginny opened the door. Harry was the first to greet her pulling her in for a hug. "it's great to see you heroine! " Hermon smiled back it really was great to see him too. Harry stepped back to make way for Ron who grinned and blushed at the attention. Hermione made to hug him knowing she would have to initiate or they would be stood there for a long time. "it's so good to see you both too I missed you both." She took a step back "so how much studying have you both done?" she grinned at their suddenly innocent faces. "I'll leave you to it" grinned Ginny and with that left the room, Hermione noticed the look of longing on Harrys face as she left. Noticing Hermione watching him HARRY suddenly became very interested in a nearby sock on the floor looking every bit like a sheepish school child, which none of them were not anymore, Voldemort saw to that years ago. Hermione shook her head now was not the time to dwell she was with her friends again she should be happy. Smiling Hermione resolved to get back to enjoying herself.
They chatted for hours about their summer, the twins latest pranks everything light until tea where Mrs Weasley fussed over Hermione like a mother hen with a new chick , telling her she was too thin and giving her second helping. Hermione offered to do the dishes but Mrs Weasley was nothing if not stubborn saying she was a guest. Once back into Ron's room they all sat down and resumed their conversation until harry got up from the floor in Ron's room and proclaimed he was going for walk to stretch his legs. Hermione no Ron both blushed knowing it was his non too subtle way of giving them some privacy.
When Harry had left Hermione and Ron looked at one another, Hermione bit her lip and smiled moving to sit beside Ron. He cautiously put her hand on her upper thigh, and looked at her as if asking permission. Although they had had sex a few times Leady he always treated her like a filly a horse who could up and jolt any minute, it was sweet really that he did not pounce on her and take control but sometimes a small part of Hermione wished he would. "I missed you Ron" she said leaning in towards him. "Me too Hermione a hand is just not the same" he grinned as she laughed and playfully hit him on the arm. "Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, it always sound odd and funny when he was crude. Hermione stopped laughing and closed the gap between them moving her lips over his. Ron groaned pulling her over his lap so she had one leg either side of him.
They deepened the kiss, Hermione swirling her tongue over his, pausing to take her top and bra off, then unbuckling Ron's belt on his jeans and pushing his y fronts down his legs. Locking her lips Hermione pondered again what it would be like to taste him, something Ron never let her do, he said it wasn't something nice girls did. Hermione stood slightly to shimmy her jeans and lacey knickers off and rubbed her most intimate part of herself against his long hardening shaft . Ron groaned and threw his head back, before opening his bottom draw to throw Hermione a condom. Pumping him a few times with her hand to get him completely hard she then slipped the condom on and rolled it down and positioned herself above him. "Are you sure Hermione?" Ron asked. "shut up Ron and fuck me" Hermione replied past caring about etiquette.
She slowed lowered herself onto him letting out a gasp as she took him in fully, she paused for a minute then started to move, slowly at first then harder and faster, she wished Ron would play with her nipples, flick and play with her clit anything to help her come, but she didn't want to ask. Ron started groaning louder and bucking her hips faster and she knew he was going to come, she started to massage her clit moving her fingers in circles but too late, Ron bucked crying out loudly and came, she felt his hot speak shooting out into her caught and trapped by the condom. Stopping her movements Hermione resigned herself to the fact that once again she wasn't going to finish. She had only come once while having sex with Ron and that was largely due to the fact that Charlie was in the next room and they hadn't quite shut the door. The prospect of getting caught had turned her on immensely, Ron hadn't noticed if he had he would have stopped. "wow Hermione! That was amazing" Ron said, as she moved off him and started putting her clothes back on. "It was Ron, wasn't it" Hermione arranged her face into a smile. She didn't find it easy to lie but sometimes it was just easier.