Hermione sits near Ron's sleeping body. She strokes his face and hold back tears.
"Everything will be okay." Hermione whispers.
Ron was still recovering from being splinched, his arm in a cast. "I know it will." Ron whispers back, though his eyes are still closed, "Because you are with me."
Hermione's eyes grew large and she clasped her hands over her mouth. Should I really tell him? Is it really worth it? What if I die tomorrow? Will he ever know? How...I feel….about him?
"Ron, I love you." Hermione chokes.
One of Ron's eyes open, "What?"
"I love you. I have no feelings for Harry, at all. He's just a really good friend. I love you!"
Ron pops up and kisses Hermione. He wraps an arm around Hermione and she moves closer. Ron pulls away and says, "I love you to."
Hermione smiles and kisses Ron. Their tongues dance together and Ron tries to remove Hermione's shirt. "Not yet." Hermione says against his lips. Instead, Ron sucks on Hermione's neck and rub her back. Hermione moans.
Why would I say no? I really want this. It's pretty clear by how…wet I am.
Hermione blushes and turns her face away from Ron's.
"It's okay, it's okay if you don't want to do it." Ron says, hurt by Hermione's movement. "I'm not going to pressure you."
"No, Ron, it isn't you. I'm just…so happy. And afraid" Ron continues to kiss and suck on Hermione's neck. She moans and grasp at Ron's back. He tries once more to remove her shirt. Hermione does not protest and helps him remove her shirt. Ron chokes at the sight of Hermione's full chest.
He leans down and lick Hermione's chest and goes down, to her abdomen and unbutton her trousers. He removes those and kisses Hermione.
She gasps when Ron begins to play with her. He slides his hand under her panties and inserts a finger into her slit. She gasps in pain. "Ron-"
He removes his finger and licks it, tasting Hermione. She looks disgusted. "Are you supposed to do that? Won't you get ill?"
Ron starts to unbutton his own shirt. "No, Hermione, I won't get ill."
Hermione, still not convinced, says "But that is inside the body for an r-"Ron kisses her, stopping the flow of words from her mouth. He fumbles with his own trouser buttons and at last removes them.
"Are you sure, Hermione? Are you sure you want to do this?"
"I'm sure, Ron. Thanks for asking. Most guys would just have a go and not consider my feelings. I love you, Ron."
Ron positions himself and thrusts into Hermione. She cries out because of the pain. Ron does not move, waiting for Hermione to get adjusted. Tears form in Hermione's eyes. She grips Ron's shirt in fists.
"Are you okay?" He asks. Hermione does not answer, but shakes her head.
"It hurts so badly." Hermione manages to choke out. "The pain is receding. You can move now."
Ron thrusts once, Hermione does not cry, so he thrusts more. Pleasure overcomes the pain. "Ron thrust faster please."
Ron thrusts faster and Hermione moans. He kisses her and moves his tongue into her mouth. Ron plays with her clit to stimulate her more and she moans louder. "Oh, Ron!" Hermione cries, "faster, please go faster. Harder."
Ron rams into Hermione and she cries out his name, chanting it. He rubs her clit and thrusts faster, harder. It makes a nasty squelching noise. Hermione's back arch and cries out, "Rooon!" Ron is close to coming. He loves the sound of Hermione screaming his name, so he tries his best not to. Hermione lifts herself up and wraps her arms around Ron's back.
She scratches his back and kisses his neck; eliciting moans from Ron. Ron feels the overwhelming urge to come. He thrusts faster, harder. It causes Hermione to bounce against his body. He shoots his seed into Hermione and grunts. His toes curl and he falls back into the sleeping bags, exhausted and floating on Cloud 9.