Portia and her Sister

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Chapter 1 Portia

The war had ended almost a year ago, and Ron and Hermione were struggling to get on with their lives. Hermione's parents had been killed in the war, along with many of their friends. Ron and Hermione had both finished school, and are now working at the Ministry of Magic, Ron as an Auror and Hermione as an assistant to the Minister. They are living in London at Hermione's parents house with Hermione's younger sister Portia, age twelve.

Portia is not a magical person, and is as much a muggle as her parents. This has caused many problems for Ron and Hermione. How to properly raise Portia in the muggle world while maintaining their own lives in the magical world? Portia is of course aware of the magical world, but understandably can not relate to it. She does not hold any thoughts of jealousy for her sister, but at times the distance between their two worlds does bother and confuse her. Portia and Hermione have had many heart-to-heart conversations about their life's differences, and the problems that they face in trying to be a compatible family. Ron is not much of a help in this situation. Having been raised in a pure blood magical environment, he knows nothing about the muggle world, or the unique problems that Portia and Hermione face in trying to exist peacefully in both worlds.

By mutual agreement, Ron and Hermione do their best to avoid using magic whenever Portia is around. This works most of the time, but still presents problems. Portia attends Kent College Pembury, a private boarding school about an hour north of London.

When not in school, Portia lives with Ron and her sister at their flat close to the Ministry offices. Portia comes home on occasional weekends and holidays, and the three of them co-existed peacefully. But the summers are difficult for all three.

Portia is feeling the hormonal urges normal for a young girl. She is discovering her sexual feelings, and discovering boys. When Hermione was at that age, she was attending Hogwarts, and had many role models in the older students both male and female. She also had an excellent early education in the whys and wherefores of sex thanks to her parents. Maybe, Hermione thought, it was time to discuss these things Ron.

They had just finished their evening meal and were settling down for the evening when Hermione broached the subject of Portia's sex education. "Ron," Hermione started. "We need to talk about a few things. You know I'm worried about Portia. We need to talk about how we are going to approach talking to Portia about, you know, sex and things."

Ron looked up, startled by Hermione's revelation. "Don't you mean how YOU are going to approach this?"

"No Ron. I think we both should be involved. I'm asking you to help me with this. With our parents gone, she needs a strong male influence in her life. Please Ron."

Ron twisted and turned in his seat, running his fingers through his hair. "Well, alright, I guess. What do I need to do? How did your parents handle this with you?"

Hermione let out a strong breath and continued. "When I was Portia's age, things in my family were quite different. My parents belonged to a beach club in southern France. We went there during the summer for long weekends, and sometimes spent several weeks there on vacation. The club was very private. Although not exactly a nudist beach, things were very liberal. It was topless, as were most beaches in southern France, but being private it was understood that we could do just about anything. For example, the children up to age eleven seldom wore any swim suits at all. The whole time we were there I never even had a bathing suit. Portia was about two years old, and my parents had her in a small portable enclosure that protected her from the sun. She received most of my mothers attention, so I was pretty much on my own."

"The adults all wore something covering their privates while on the beach. But once in the water, many would remove their suits while swimming. Occasionally I would notice some of the adults holding each other in the water and moving their bodies against each other and making strange noises. I asked my parents what they were doing, and my mother said that they were just playing with each other. Not knowing anything about sex, I accepted my mothers explanation and thought nothing more of it. This was the accepted way of things, so from an early age I was exposed to nudity by both sexes."

"I had a very enjoyable time that summer at the beach. I made many friends, especially a girl I called Jessy. She was a few years older, but for some reason, took me under her wing, probably because she had no siblings herself. She helped me to understand what being a girl was all about. She taught me the ways and wherefores of life in general, especially concerning sex and boys. I never knew her last name, so I was never able to contact her in later years.

"WOW," breathed Ron. "Were there other magical people there? Was this Jessy a witch?"

"No," Hermione replied. "I don't think so. But remember, at that time I knew nothing about the magical world, or that I was a witch. So I wouldn't have known what to look for."

"Ok, so how long did your family stay there on that beach?"

Hermione continued. "My family belonged to the beach club for several years. Many things were changing in our lives. I learned that I was a witch, and started Hogwarts. My family's business was having financial troubles and they had to cut back their spending. So with everything, we never went back to that beach after I was at Hogwarts. I often wonder what happened to the gang, especially Jessy."

"Ok, so when Portia comes home from school, you give her 'the talk', and what am I supposed to do?"

"Nothing directly. Just be available and understanding. I remember when my mother first talked to me about sex, I was very confused. It was hard for me to accept the fact that my mother and father did those things. For a while, I couldn't look my father in the eye, or even hold a conversation with him. Despite all the help and knowledge I received from Jessy, I was still having problems accepting things, especially my mother and father's relationship."

"So Ron, I guess what I need from you is for you to make a special effort to be patient with Portia while she learns to accept things, especially our relationship."

Later in the week Portia arrived home from school. Once she was settled in, Hermione gave her the talk. At first, Portia rejected the idea of her sister talking to her about sex, but once Hermione assured her that this was not going to be a typical 'you must refrain from sex until you are married' type of talk, she started to show interest. Everything went quite well with Portia showing considerable interest in learning how to prevent pregnancies. Then when got to the specifics of sexual intercourse, Portia covered her face with her hands and ran to her room. Hermione could not persuade her to open her door.

Finally, and with all the persuasion Hermione could muster, Portia opened her door and allowed Hermione to continue on. Portia apologized explaining that the thought of her sister having sex with Ron simply blew her mind. They talked about it for another hour, with Portia slowly getting to the point of understanding.

"So my sister," Hermione said. "Please feel free to ask me anything, anything at all. Not just now, but anytime in the future. Ok?"

"Ok, I guess."

"Now let me ask you a question. Have you had your period yet?"

Portia embarrassingly turned her head away and mumbled "No."

"Sorry, I didn't hear you. What did you say?"

"I said NO!"

"Portia, are you embarrassed by this. Didn't you have this covered in your health classes at school?"

"They mentioned it, but I didn't understand any of it."

"I can't believe it. Well, no time like the present."

Hermione spent the next hour explaining everything to her sister, both from a biological view point and from a women's view point. Portia was very attentive, and seemed to absorb everything. Hermione looked at her sister and asked, "Feel better about things now, sis?"

Portia reached out her to Hermione saying, "Yes. Yes I do. I didn't know about all that stuff. Sis, can I ask you a stupid question?"

"Portia, there is no such thing as a stupid question. There are only stupid answers. So yes, you can ask me anything."

Portia giggled at Hermione's statement about stupid questions. "Well, I always wondered if there was any difference between you and me, you know, our bodies, because, well, because I'm a muggle?"

Hermione smiled. "No sis. There is absolutely no difference between our bodies. And that's NOT a stupid question."

Portia sat there, looking at the floor, seemingly counting the tiles. Hermione noticed that Portia was deep in thought about something. "Sis, you seem to be deep in thought about something. What's on your mind?"

"Nothing Mione. I was just thinking about Mom and Dad, and that I would be talking to mum about all this stuff."

"I know, sis. I know. I miss them too. That's not something to be embarrassed about."

"I know, Mione. And please know that I appreciate all you and Ron have done for me."

"So," Hermione continued. "I can tell that there is something else on your mind. Is it something about your period, or something else that we have talked about?"

Portia sighed, saying "Are you sure that you wont get mad at anything I ask?"

"Guaranteed, sis."

"Ok. Can a women have sex while she has her period?"

"Portia, that's a perfectly legitimate question. Nothing to be embarrassed about. The answer is a qualified yes. There is no reason not to other than the obvious. Blood is very messy. Some people are really put off by the sight of blood, or even just the thought of it. And it makes for a very messy bed. Years ago, and in some cultures even today, girls are ostracized while they have their periods. They are sent off someplace where they will have no social contact with anyone. But if you are ok with it, and your partner is ok with it, then there is no reason not to have sex. And I have heard from some girls that frequent intercourse during their periods helps to relieve the cramping and other things."

"May I ask, sis, do you and Ron have sex when you have your period?"

"Portia, we saw so much blood and gore during the war that a little menstrual blood is no more to us than a small cut on the finger. Yes, all the time."

" Mione, you really know everything about sex, don't you."

"No, but I learned early on that sex was going to be an important part of my life, as it is for most women. So knowledge is vital to our happiness. Portia, this is very important. I remember when my mother first talked to me about sex, it was hard for me to accept the fact that my mother and father did those things. For a while, I couldn't look my father in the eye, or even hold a conversation with him. I don't want that to interfere with your interaction or friendship with Ron. Do you think that is going to be a problem?"

"No, I don't think so," responded Portia. "I know that you and Ron love each other. I guess, maybe it might bother me at first. I never actually thought about it, you know, sex and stuff with you two. But now it will be hard not to think about it. It's something I'm just going to have to learn to accept."

"Good, I know you and Ron will work things out. So, is there anything else you would like to talk about?"

"Yea, sort of. Mione, I know that the school I attend is very expensive. I know it cost you and Ron a lot, and I'm sorry about that. I'll move out if you want. I don't want to be a burden, Mione. Do you want me to move out?"

Portia started crying at the thought of not living with her sister. Hermione is her only family, and she loves her."

Hermione pulled her sister into her arms and hugged her. "No, no, of course not, sis, I love you and would never let you do that. Ron and I make a fair salary, and yes, money is tight sometimes, but I wouldn't have it any other way. We will handle the costs of that school."

"That's another thing I wanted to talk about," said Portia. "I hate that school. All the girls there are from very rich families. They don't like me because I'm a nobody. There isn't a

single girl there I can call my friend."

Hermione let out a sigh. "Why didn't you tell me about this before?"

"I don't know," Portia sobbed. "I guess I didn't want to bother you about it." Portia was crying now, the tears running down her cheeks.

Again, Hermione held her sister close, rocking her softly. "I understand sis. And I promise you, you do not have to return to that school next term. We will find a better school for you, one where you will be happier. I promise, sis. I promise."

Portia held her sister tightly and sobbed, "Thank you, thank you. I'll do anything else you want. Anything. Just tell me. I love you so much. Really I do, Mione. Really I do."

"Alright now, one problem solved. Sis, you know that you will be here alone the whole week while Ron and I go to work. I don't think that's good for you. So, I am going to suggest something, and I don't want you to reject the idea immediately, just think about it. There are many volunteer services that young girls your age can do. At hospitals and nursing homes for example."

Portia interrupts, "Sis, I think that sounds like a great idea. What do I have to do?"

"That's great, sis. I'm glad you like the idea. Tomorrow or whenever I can get some time off, I'll take you around and we'll see what we can find."

"Sis, do you think that there is anything in your world that I could do?"

"Good question. I've never thought about it. Tomorrow I'll ask around and see what I can find out."

"Now, next thing. I have to go to France in a few weeks for a series of International Ministry meetings. They are very important, and I have to go. Ron will be here the whole time, so I want to set some rules. I haven't talked to him yet, but I will. It would be very naive of me to think that you too will totally behave yourselves. So, these are my rules. Ron's the boss. He will treat you fairly, but I want you to be ok with him. I want you two to co-exist peacefully. No fights about anything. Understand?"

"Yes, sister dear. I promise to behave."

"Now understand, I haven't talked to Ron yet, so there may be some modifications to be made. Understand?"

"Again, yes. And again, thank you."

"Ok, Why don't you start breakfast while I go and wake Ron."

End Chapter one