Envious of Ice
Pairing: Hermione/Charlie
Rating: T
Summary: A Hot Romanian Summer can drive people mad. Or lusty...
Beta: Rachel (Thanks so much)
Disclaimer: Don't own anything you find familiar. The characters and the places this fic do not belong to me, they belong to JK Rowling and the countries they are from.
Envious of Ice
She loved chewing on
ice. In the summer, in the rain, in the winter... in all seasons. It
didn't matter whether she had a cold or not. As long as that piece
of melting ice was in her mouth, she was content. How I wish I
could replace that piece of ice with myself- let her ravish me
instead of that cold shard. It had to be the Romanian summer
heat. Why else would I want to stick my warm tongue down my
brother's best friend's throat?
"Charlie? Why are you
staring at me?" Hermione asked me.
"Umm… I was just
wondering where you got that piece of ice… it's hot… I need
some too…" I replied, almost too quickly.
"Well, I'm sorry
but that was the last cube. I cast a charm on it so that it won't
melt quickly, we could share it if you like," she said
innocently.
I don't know what came over me, but as soon as she
said that, I was in front of her. She was going to spit the piece of
ice into her hand, but I stopped her. "Here, let me get it," I
said before I pressed my mouth down on hers. She let me. I pressed my
tongue against her lips -and she opened them, let me in. I explored
her ice-cooled mouth with my tongue as she cooled my hot mouth with
the ice.
Neither of us was aware that the piece of ice had
melted. When we drew apart, my hands were under her shirt, and my
own shirt lay in a wrinkled heap on the floor.
She said, "That wasn't what I meant, but it was a far better idea."She turned away, filled the ice tray with water, popped it into the freezer and said, "We'll need it - I love ice even more now," before she put her arms around my neck and pulled me down for another long, passionate kiss. Now I know how lucky that piece of ice was to be in her mouth - but I'm not envious of it anymore.