LEARNING EXPERIENCE
Do you hear that?" Said Ron coming up behind her suddenly.
She had been doing the dishes the muggle way, she found it
was good for calming her ever busy mind.
"Hear what?" She answered looking back at him with a confused
look on her face, he was grinning
"Nothing, absolutely nothing. The house is kid free." He said
nuzzling her neck. It was the Saturday after seeing the
children off for the beginning of the school term.
"And that is good why?" She said turning away from him to
hide her smile.
"Let me show you." He answered before scooping her up so
quickly she shrieked, he laughed and strolled towards the
sofa.
"Ron the dishes" she giggled feeling like a teenager
again.
"Can wait" he said as he placed her on the sofa. "It's been
awhile since we migrated from the bed room." He said with a
cheeky grin that caused a blush to travel up her cheek.
"Does this remind you of anything?" She asked suddenly.
He paused in the act of unbuttoning her dress. Then she saw a
blush grow on his cheek and started laughing. "Yes" he said
burying his face in the valley of her breast.
"It wasn't that bad!" She laughed, it was good to be able to
laugh about it now.
" you're just trying to make me feel better." He said with a
smile on his face.
" now if I were trying to make you feel better I'd have told
you that you kept you're promise and I've never regretted
that my first time was with you, and I never will." She said
smiling lovingly at him.
"Really?" He said smiling at her.
"Really" she said meeting him halfway in the kiss which he
took deeper even as images of a similar day flashed behind
her eyes...
She was set to start her last year of Hogwarts next week,
without Ron and Harry. She had told them that she was ok but
she had lied, she was nervous about the prospect of goog back
to school without her best friend and her boyfriend, gah she
was still getting used to that she thought with a grin. And
now she would have to leave him, yes she was nervous but she
couldn't not finish her last year of school. Sometimes she
wondered how someone who went through what she did was still
nervous at these mundane things but she couldn't help it,
sometimes she felt even more scared that the war was over.
Was this the calm before another storm? With a sigh she
pushed her maudlin thoughts aside and surveyed herself in the
mirror. She wore a simple spaghetti strap dress that stopped
at the knee and flats. Thanks to Ron she was comfortable
showing her scars, her badges of honor he called them. With a
smile she apparated to grimauld place.
Ron and Harry had moved in and did a major overall, New
furnitures, paintings. A new family tree hung in the living
room. Thanks to some serious magic on hermione's part the
portraits were gone for good and new ones hung on the
landing, indeed Hermione's favorite was the marauders (minus
peter) they never ceased to make her laugh. "Ron?
Harry?" She called out as she made her way inside.
"In here." Came Ron's voice from the living room. She went in
and saw Ron on the sofa with papers around him. Her heart did
a little stumble at the sight of him and an even bigger one
when he looked up at her and smiled at her. "Hey thought you
were spending the day packing and I wouldn't see you till
tomorrow" he said making space for her on the sofa.
"I finished early and got bored, hope I'm not interrupting
anything."
He grinned at her."you never have to worry about that" his
hair fell over his forehead, he had it longer than normal and
she liked it, which she suspected he knew, he also had a
neatly shaven beard which tickled her when they kissed. He
had grown so much she realized suddenly, would he continue to
while she was away?
"Where's Harry?" She asked suddenly to cover the silence that
had grown.
"He's out with Ginny and I think he's going to have dinner
with Andromeda and teddy later." He answered.
"Oh right Ginny mentioned that."
Silence again... "Are you ok Hermione?"
"Yeah my mind's just a bit scattered today." She said, it was
the truth, kinda.
"I will you know." He said softly. Her head snapped up. "I'll
miss you everyday, and send you mail and visit you each
weekend and you'll never have to worry about their being
someone else Hermione because there will never be. It's
always been you and it always will be." He finished in a
rush. Silence...his cheeks got red and he mumbled "say
something" as he nervously ran a hand through his hair. With
a sob she flew at him and kissed him.
"I love you so much." She Said in between kisses. He groaned
and took control of the kiss while pulling her on to his lap.
He buried his hand in her hair and deepened the kiss. His
tongue asked for entrance and she allowed it on a swift
intake of breath. She ran her hand over his chest feeling his
muscles shudder through his shirt. Then she was pulling it
over his head and it disappeared over the back of the sofa.
With another groan Ron took his mouth from hers. "Hermione if
we don't stop now we won't stop until the end understand?" He
said breathing hard and fast.
"I understand." She answered before cupping his cheek and
kissing him with all the emotion she felt for him.
His hand fumbled with the zipper of her dress and shook
terribly while taking off her bra. She never loved him more,
she kissed him again and his hand tightened on hee hips ans
suddenly she was lying under him.
"I've never done this before." She blurted suddenly
"Neither have I." He said blushing. "If you're having second
thoughts..." She cut him off with a kiss that for deeper and
deeper and then she felt him hesitantly between her legs and
she shifted to better accommodate him and then he was there,
entering her slowly and she winced at the pain and he stopped
looking concerned and she kissed him and told him not to stop
and then he started moving. She heard hers moaning and
wimpering she cawled at his back, the feeling of something
inescapable rising ans rising and then Ron groaned and
collapsed on top of her and the feeling eluded her and she
felt disappointed. "Is it over?" She asked before she could
help herself, disappointment evident in her voice. Ron rose
up looking very red from exertion and embarrassment, "I'm
sorry Ron." She said and she meant it.
"No I'm sorry, I messed up our first time mione." He
whispered now as red as a beet root.
"I wouldn't have wanted it with anyone else Ron, mess or no
mess. I want you to be my first time and my last, I love
you."
He kissed her gently and said "I love you too Hermione
and I promise everytime will be better than the last time."
He had certainly kept his promise she thought as she looked
at him sleeping on her chest. Even at their worst times the
love making was wonderful. She shuddered slightly at the
memory of his mouth all over her and he grumbled as he came
awake.
"Ready for round two already?" He asked as he rose up over
her smiling.
"Oh you know me too well." She answered as she kissed him.