Author Note:
Ok guys this is my first fanfiction and it is dedicated to Ron and Hermione's relationship with a certain twist of mystery and adventure!
This is M rated for a reason because as you can guess this is centered around their relationship and the naughty stuff they get up to! I hope you enjoy this first chapter and hopefully its not too short.
This is set three years after the Battle, Ron and Harry stayed in the UK and helped George with the Joke Shop while Hermione went back to school with Ginny. Then Harry and Ron went to Australia to complete their Auror training.
I am going to stop this pointless drabble about nothing in particular and let you enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter *sad face*
"Hermione, Er...How are you? Mum and the rest of the family say hello, same with Harry. Well nothing interesting has happened at the office..." Ron trailed of as he reached out to take the still lifeless hand in his. Tears fell slowly down his face as he gazed at the pale girl he had grown to love over the past five years.
Losing Fred had been hard, but Hermione had got him through it. She had been there to comfort him and share sweet passionate moments. "Fucking Greyback" he growled under his breath as he thought back to the patronous coming through the window, corrupting the Weasley dinner. One word was uttered from the otters form. "Help"
Him and Harry had rushed over, but they were too late. Hermione's parents were dead and Finir Greyback leaning over a still Hermione. He could clearly remember the sight of Greyback looking up at him, blood smothering his lips as they enetered the room.
Ron was so lost in his own thoughts he didn't hear the strained voice from beside him. "Ron?" the voice croaked, he froze in his place to see Hermione gazing up at him. "Hermione!" he gasped standing up suddenly, dropping her hand in the process. He leant over the bed and planted an affectionate kiss on her forehead "Hello" she said smiling weakly up at him as leant back a bit.
"Hey" he replied planting a soft kiss to her lips, she moaned and shifted beneath him. "Now there's no need to get horny! We're in a hospital!" Ron teased grinning down at his girl friend "Shut up" she scolded lifting her hand in a mock hit, it ended up in a gentle tap as she closed her eyes and sighed.
"What exactly happened? I remember Greyback attacking me and my parents..." she trailed off and opened her eyes, gazing up at the troubled expression which covered Ron's face. "Ron what happened?" he sighed, how was he going to tell her, that her parents were dead? It isn't everyday this happens. "Hermione, I'm so sorry...Your parents didn't...make it" he said unsure of how to word the statement. A single tear rolled down her cheek.
"Hey, its ok...We'll get through this together" Ron said softly wrapping her into a hug. Sobs wracked he thin body as she fitted perfectly into him. "I-I...t-tried so h-hard to protect them all this time!" she cried as her tears soaked through his cotton t-shirt. Ron held her as she cried not caring that his top was now covered in his girl friend's tears and snot.
Ron lost count of the minutes he held her, but after a while her body ran out of tears and she just lent against him shaking with sadness and initial shock. Ron was concentrating on not letting his passionate emotion's get the best of him as he noted how close she was, and the feeling of her pressed against him. His body tingled in all the right places as he realized how thin the white gown was, he raised an eyebrow as he glanced down her back. The only thing holding it closed were some thin straps tied in neat bows held taught as her arms wrapped around him.
"Everything alright in here?" a healer asked, Ron glanced up annoyed as she walked into the room. It was Lauren, the healer assigned to Hermione. "Ron if its alright can I do some tests?" she asked. Ron scowled at her blonde hair which was cut short at her chin. "No you cannot! She's just found out that her bloody parents are fucking dead! How would you feel!" he shouted, Lauren stepped back in surprise at Ron's sudden outburst. "Its ok Ron...I'm fine" Hermione said reassuringly sitting up slightly and placing a calming hand on his rigid shoulder. Her eyes swollen and red from crying, she smiled sadly and squeezed his shoulder as he slowly and reluctantly left the room.
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Hermione was bombarded with hugs and cheering as she walked into the Burrow. Mrs Weasley squeezed the living day lights out of murmuring nonsense into her hair. "I'm so pleased you're alright!" she gasped as she stepped back letting Hermione regain some sort of composure, she smiled slightly "Thank you Mrs Weasley"
Mr Weasley gave her a more calmed hug, but George and Harry gave her rougher ones. "I've missed you so much" Harry whispered into her ear as he hugged her. She grinned "Me too"
After everyone had given Hermione a hug they settled down to the meal Mrs Weasley had prepared, once again it was the size of a feast with an asortment of dishes. The main one an iconic Sunday Roast. Hermione hadn't realised how much she had missed Mrs Weasley's food in the past two weeks she was in the hospital recovering from the coma. Beside her Ron was shovelling down the food without even swollowing "You're going to choke on that if you're not careful, Ron" she said putting on her best lecture voice. "Sure, sure" Ron mumbled around the food before placing a sloppy gravy covered kiss on her cheek.
Hermione shuddered "Yuck! Ron! Your mouth was full!" she gasped grabbing the closest napkin and rubbing of gravy smear. Harry, Ginny and George chuckled when Mrs Weasley began shouting at Ron for being inconsiderate to 'poor Hermione'.
In apology Ron's hand dropped beneath the table and rubbed her thigh beneath the hemline of her dress, it began travelling upwards and Hermione stiffened as she glanced nervously around the dinner table. Everyone was too absorbed in their food to notice her discomfort. She could feel the tingling start in her lower tummy as moisture filled her knickers. She kicked Ron under the table, he grunted and slid his hand back to the table. She gave him a disaproving glare before shifting uncomfortably on the chair, Ron just grinned his lopsided smile which made Hermione flush all over.
After dessert the Weasley family, Harry and Hermione settled in the living room as they caught Hermione up on what she had missed. "Hermione sweet heart, you're welcome to stay here as long as you like. You can even have...F... George's old room" Mrs Wealsey said pausing slightly before naming the room, Hermione felt she would be intruding on the famliy's privacy. Personally she wanted to have company, she was still gittery when she was alone.
"I would prefer to share a room, I'm not entirely comfortable on my own just yet" she said, Mrs Weasley nodded knowingly "Ginny you won't mind sharing a room with Hermione?" Mrs Weasley said.
"No not at all" Ginny replied smiling at her friend who looked so fragile tucked under Ron's protective arms. She wondered how her friend managed to hold it together so well, when Fred had died she spent a good deal of a month crying but she still teared up at a thought of him. Here Hermione sat with both parents most important to her dead.
"Thats great! Hermione how will you feel about staying here?" Mrs Weasley asked turning her attention back to Hermione. "Oh that would be lovely, thank you" she said "No problem deary, now I'm off to bed. Good night children remember please keep your hands off of each other while I'm not looking" with that Mrs Weasley left the living room closley followed by Arthur, who nodded his good night to the young adults sitting in the warmth of the room.
"What was the keep you hands off each other part about?" Hermione whispered in Ron's ear. "Mum caught Harry and Ginny snogging in her bedroom, and George and Angelina in the chicken coop" Ron said. "Charming place to go" she said as she tried to mentally picture a romantic session between herself and Ron surronded by a pack of chickens watching.
"I know, that's probably why George moved to the flat above the shop. More privacy" Ron mumbled. "Goodnight you four!" George, grinned leaving the room winking at Hermione before he left.
"So are you a Werewolf?" Harry asked as he pulled out the Wizard Chess board, and placed it on the little table between Ron and him. "I don't think so. I don't think there was much venom in the bite but they say I will have certain cravings like Bill and a short fuse" she said.
"Oh, well that's goo news. Wouldn't want you suddenly attacking me in my sleep!" Ginny exclaimed from beside Harry, this made everyone in the room laugh. It was the first time in three weeks since Hermione had truly smiled since her parents death and funeral. Everyone settled into comfortable silence as both girls watched their boy friends gaze at the chess board, their brows furrowed in concentration.
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Hermione awoke to the sun streaming through a gap in the curtain, she moaned as she rolled over and looked at Ginny's empty bed. Still drowsy from sleep she glanced at the clock resting on the little bedside cabinet. 10:35 am. She sat up slowly and stretched, easing out her stiff muscles. The healer's had said that an after affect of being in a coma for two weeks would be aches when being still for a long time.
She reached for her bag situated beneath the spare bed which had been put up especially for Hermione's comfort, grabbing out clothes for the day she walked up the flight of creaky worn oak stairs and towards the bathroom. She met Ron halfway "Morning" he said leaning down and kissing her lightly on the lips. "Good morning Ronald" she said kissing him again, she felt his warm tongue trace the length of her bottom lip. She moaned slightly in pleasure, and opened her mouth so that his tongue could explore. His hands slowly travelled down to her hips and then her bum, squeezing it gently which caused Hermione to gasp into his mouth. She let her tongue slide into his mouth as they battled a duet only they knew.
"Oi! Get a room!" Harry scolded as he walked up the stairs to find a snoging Ron and Hermione. "Shut up" Ron growled pulling away from Hermione, the moment of passion ruined by the disturbance. "Your mum wants you" Harry said jabbing a thumb back down towards the lounge. "Morning Harry" Hermione said still blushing from what had happened "Morning" he said beofore heading back down the stairs followed by a frowning Ron.
Hermione smiled sadly to herself before heading towards the shower, she let the warm water sooth her body as she rubbed shampoo through her hair. Still feeling slightly turned on from the snogging sensation with Ron and wanting to send the feeling of sadness away, Hermione felt the need to feel pleasure. Reaching down she began to gently massage her clit, it took ten minutes for the tension build to a climax and she moaned Ron's name when she reached it. Wanting more pleasure she slowly placed her finger into her vagina and pressed the shower head to her clit, she gently thrusted with her hand and let the warm jet of water penetrate her clit. Hermione let herself come two more times before she let herself relax.
Breakfast was uneventful and Hermione felt empty and the only way to feel whole was to eat, Ron and Harry were surprised at the amount of food she was eating but then the grave look Mrs Weasley was giving Arthur they soon knew that this wasn't Ron type eating. It was th begining of something more.
Author Note:
I hope you enjoyed that chapter, sorry if its a bit rushed or short.
I would appreciate reviews and it seems like the norm to review and I will write more!
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Thanks x