Hermione and Ron waved goodbye to the Hogwarts Express and to both of their children, Rose and Hugo, for the first time. Rose had been going to Hogwarts for a couple of years, but this as the first time Hugo would be going too.
Once the train was out of sight, Ron turned to Harry and Ginny, who had also been waving goodbye to all of their kids for the first time.
"So, what are you guys going to do with your empty house?" he asked, grinning.
"I dunno," Harry said, sighing. "Probably wallow."
"Hey, do you guys want to come over and we'll have a pool party or something?" Ginny asked, looking at her husband's expression. "If you're anything like us, you'll probably need something to take your mind of it."
"Sure!" Hermione said, imagining going back to their empty house. "It'll distract us for at least a few hours. We'll just have to go home first quickly to get our stuff."
When Ron and Hermione arrived home about half an hour later, it took all of Ron's strength not to call out as though he'd just arrived home from work.
Hermione, meanwhile, was still in mother mode, grabbing some things Hugo had left lying around in their lounge room.
"Typical! Look at this mess!" she said to herself, before turning to Ron. "Can you go and get our stuff? I won't be a minute putting this away."
Ron nodded and headed for their bedroom.
When he arrived at their room, he went straight to the closest and looked where he thought he'd let his swimming trunks. The only thing there was Hermione's bikini.
Thinking fast, Ron calculated how long it would take Hermione to put Hugo's toys away. Probably a least a few minutes. That meant he had a little while.
He grinned and grabbed the bikini and took it into the en suite. Once he'd closed and locked the door behind him, he stripped off his clothes.
Once he was completely naked he pulled on the bikini bottoms and then did the top up wih little difficulty. He'd been practicing with her other bras.
Ron looked at himself in the mirror, chuckling quietly at his bulge ad flat chest. E liked the feel of Hermione's swimsuit – why hadn't he thought of trying it on before?
Suddenly, he gasped and collapsed on the floor of the bathroom.
Meanwhile, Hermione had just flicked her wand, sending the last of her son's toys into his toy box.
"Ron?" se called, wondering what was taking him so long. She sighed and headed towards their bedroom.
She couldn't see Ron anywhere, although she noticed his swimming trunks lying under the bed.
Grabbing his shorts, she called out for him again. With no response, she looked again at his board shorts. She shrugged and took off her own clothes and slipped into the shorts.
There wasn't a mirror in their bedroom, but Hermione didn't need one. She looked own, past her admittedly small breasts to where she could see an excess of material around her crotch.
Without warning, she too gasped and collapsed onto the floor.