Another prompt I read on instagram about having loud sexytime, lol. There was like 100 prompts so who knows, I might use them all ? writing the actual smut is the hardest part? Oh and I couldn't kill Tonks, Remus and Fred, I love them too much, so I killed off Percy.
I DO NOT OWN THE WORLD OF HARRY POTTER NOR AM I MAKING MONEY OFF OF THIS, I am merely playing with them, I'll try not to break them. oh and (*) means quoted from the book, like, I copied and pasted it. enjoy!
Forgetting to Use Silencio
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*"And then you can come back in!" he shouted after her as she ran up the steps after Tonks. "You've got to come back in!" "Hang on a moment!" said Ron sharply. "We've forgotten someone!" "Who?" asked Hermione. "The house-elves, they'll all be down in the kitchen, won't they?" "You mean we ought to get them fighting?" asked Harry. "No," said Ron seriously, "I mean we should tell them to get out. We don't want any more Dobbies, do we? We can't order them to die for us —" There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione's arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet.*
she instantly regretted the kiss though, as Ron started blushing madly, and took the kiss the wrong way. She internally groaned and scolded her impulsiveness. Oh… Forgive me Minerva!. But, what's done is done, idiot, she thought to herself, and we still have a war to end.
And end they did.
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"'Mione, c'mon! We'd be so good together!" Ron whined as he once again asked Hermione to consider dating him. Around two months ago during the aftermath of the War, ever since that impulsive kiss that she very much regretted due to a mess of emotions coursing through her, he somehow got it into his mind that they are perfect for each other.
"Ronald! Can you please just leave me alone! I'm trying to read!" Hermione exasperatedly exclaimed, she really didn't know how to break it to him without outing some sensitive information in the most extravagant of ways. She felt rather bad, his brother was killed, and he probably needed comfort, but she couldn't provide it for him. She really wished he hadn't found her in a somewhat hidden alcove looking like a love-sick puppy, it was a pitying display to her. Her wishes were halfway met though, because he did leave, but the look in his eye told her he won't give up just yet.
Now, why was she so against dating Ron? For starters, his manners were almost non-existent, she found him too thick to keep up with her sharp wit and debates, too immature, and for one very, very important reason,
She's a lesbian.
And very much taken by one powerful, fiery, and decidedly scottish witch. Though no one knew just yet, for they were a secret.
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After Hermione thought she finally received a moment of peace in her alcove, Ginny called into the room, "Hermione, mum says that lunch is ready and to find a place at the table!" Hermione groaned, and stepped out of her not-so-useful hiding place. Ginny just chuckled and in a conspiratorial tone of voice stated, "Y'know, I heard mum say that Minerva was coming over for dinner, something about her 'probably wanting to socialize for once.'" Hermione couldn't help the small smile creeping on her face, Ginny was the first and one of the only people to know of her sexual orientation and relationship with Minerva, the other two were Nymphadora and Harry.
"I'll go, then." Hermione simply stated as she placed her unfinished book on the coffee table near her. She walked through the hallway to the increasingly loud sound of the kitchen/dining room. Inside, was of course, the Weasleys, minus Bill and Charlie, Harry, then Kingsley, and Remus and Tonks. Hermione sat down at the narrow table, inconspicuously searching for her witch, but she was nowhere to be seen. Everyone sat down, and to her annoyance, Ron somehow snagged the seat to the left of her, but Ginny did sit near the front of her, and Harry next to her, though the seat directly in front of her was left.
Suddenly, the floo flared up and out stepped her witch: Minerva Mcgonagall, wearing a dark green (muggle?!) dress that complimented her slim build. She politely smiled at everyone as everyone greeted her, and took the empty seat in front of Hermione, locking eyes with her and and smiling more sincerely. Molly passed the dishes of food onto the table and soon, everyone began to eat and lightly converse with one another.
The food was great, as always, and Hermione was enjoying the time talking and sharing brief glances with Minerva, but it was when the food was being cleared up and the conversations were drifting to the living room when Ron placed his hand on her thigh and whispered near her ear, "Would you like to go somewhere more private, so we can...you know… talk?" His hand went a bit higher at the end of his question, and her temper flared, as did Minerva's, since her sensitive ears could pick up what was said. He couldn't even be subtle with his attempt at flirting! Hermione abruptly stood up from the table, startling many, and raged out of the door. It was awkwardly silent.
"Well, can someone explain what just happened?" Molly asked, looking round the table, then noticing the slight blush on Ron's face and ears and becoming genuinely confused.
Ginny leaned in closer to Minerva and voiced quietly, "Now would be a great time to comfort her."
Minerva nodded slightly and stood up from the table, "I will check on her to see what's wrong." Molly looked confused for a second, but allowed her to go. Minerva already had a sordid plan forming in her head, and smirked.
Oh Mr. Weasley, you will regret trying to take my witch.
Chapter one :) tell me if ya like it! Next chapter's gonna be some lemon-y goodness.