Response to DragonMoonX's Valentine's Day Love Fest Challenge

Disclaimer: I don't own any of HP, just this plot.

Prompt(s): Silk Lingerie, The Burrow

Word Count: 2673 (No A/N)

Pairing: Harry/Hermione

Warnings: Some sexual content

A/N: Just to let everyone know, all of this is implied consent.

Percy's wedding was normal sized, and peaceful. Nothing like Bill and Fleur's "grand" wedding from almost two years ago. Percy got married to Audrey in a small ceremony at the Burrow, officiated by the Minister of Magic himself. There was only one bridesmaid and one groomsman. Ron as Percy's groomsman/best man and Lavender Brown as Audrey's bridesmaid/maid of honor. Most people could see the glances Ron and Lavender to each other, Harry would be sure to bring that up when he got back to the table.

Harry and Hermione were sitting next each other at a table saved for Ron's friends. All of Harry and Hermione's friends knew that they had recently gotten together. After Ron had broken up with her because he felt like he wasn't able to keep her happy or stop arguing with her. It was true, everyday it was an argument about something, one of them would always get upset and they both seemed to go to Harry in their time of need.

Harry eventually got sick of it and told them both to figure their relationship out, he wasn't going to be a go between anymore. So Ron decided Hermione deserved better than him. Ron and Hermione agreed to sell their flat and move to other places. Ron went back to the Burrow, and Hermione went to stay with her parents for a few months.

Once things calmed down, Hermione started visiting Harry more often. Eventually one let slip how they felt about the other person to one of their friends whilst the other had accidently walked in on the conversation. Finally Harry gathered up the courage to ask her out, she was surprised he had feelings for her, she never thought that he would reciprocate how she felt about him.

When Harry got the invitation to the wedding he asked Hermione immediately if she would like to go with him, she said yes right away. She picked out a dress similar to the one she wore twos years previously to Bill and Fleur's, except this time is was a dark red dress instead of a light red. She had hid the dress from Harry, and he was dying to see her in it.

Harry couldn't take his eyes off of her the entire ceremony and reception. Hermione had noticed during the reception at their table and decided to embarrass him.

"Harry, take a picture, it will last longer." Hermione said loud enough for the entire table to hear, smirking taking a sip of her wine. Harry blushed and darted his eyes around, becoming embarrassed. After the laughter had died down, he smiled and took a hold of her hand underneath the table and squeezed it.

After the first dance between Percy and Audrey had finished, Harry went up to the band that was playing at the reception and asked them to play a song that he had heard on the radio a few years ago. Harry went to the bar and ordered two glasses of red wine, one for him and one for Hermione. He walked backed to the table, handing her the glass of wine. "Thank you Harry." She took a sip of her wine and placed it on the table. She leaned back in her chair, "Where'd you go? I lost sight of you for a few minutes."

"Oh, I just had to go do something for someone. Sorry." Harry was managing to hold back a grin. He knew this upcoming song would make Hermione happy. It held memories for them both.

"It's okay Harry, I'm not upset. I was just curious." She smiled and moved her chair closer to Harry, linked her arm through his and rested her head on his shoulder. Harry kissed the top of her head, she lifted her head to look at him, and smiled. Her eyes darted from his eyes down to his lips. Harry bent closer, her lips parted, the smell of wine on their breaths, she closed the gap between their lips. The kiss was simple, but held for a long time.

Eventually someone noticed, it was either Ron or Dean by the sound of their whooping. "Get it Harry!" Ron said loudly across the table. Harry smiled against her lips, and began to laugh before breaking the kiss. Harry and Hermione were laughing as the kiss broke. They gave each other a few more chaste kisses. She laid her head against his shoulder once again.

Harry looked over to the other side of the table where Ron and Lavender were sitting. They weren't sitting as close as people thought they would be, but they were talking, so that must have been a good sign. "They need to have a few more drinks." Harry whispered to Hermione. She giggled, likely from having 'too much wine', it wasn't much wine, she was just a lightweight.

The last song ended and Harry looked over to the band, saw one of them look in his direction, Harry nodded, and the band member nodded back. Harry's song began to play.

Pass me that lovely little gun

Hermione sat up, she recognized the song from somewhere, but couldn't place a name to the song. She looked at Harry, and furrowed her eyebrows.

My dear, my darling one

Harry unlinked his arm from Hermione's, placing his glass on the table.

The cleaners are coming, one by one

Harry stood up, smoothing out his black dress pants, white dress shirt and black tie.

You don't even want to let them start

Harry held out his hand to Hermione, "Would you like to dance Ms. Granger?"

They are knocking now upon your door

"I most certainly would like to dance Mr. Potter." She took his hand and stood up. "Though I must warn you, I've had a few drinks."

They measure the room, they know the score

"You haven't had that much, plus, you only have to follow my lead." Harry led her to the dance floor.

They're mopping up the butcher's floor

Harry stopped in the middle of the floor, surround by many other couples, mainly Ministry officials from Percy's work. He placed one hand on Hermione's hip, taking her hand in his other. She placed her free hand on his shoulder, letting it rest, absently playing with his hair on the nape of his neck.

Of your broken little hearts

"Harry?" Hermione asked, as they began to step and sway with the music.

O children

"Yes Hermione?" Harry replied, half focusing on her face, half focusing to make sure he remembers how to dance.

Forgive us now for what we've done

"Where have I heard this song? It sounds so familiar." Hermione held her hand on his neck, rubbing her thumb along his jaw.

It started out as a bit of fun

"I'll let you figure it out. You are the brightest witch of our age 'Mione." Harry smiled, carefully spinning Hermione.

Here, take these before we run away

"I've had too much to drink though Harry. Just tell me." Hermione almost whined. She didn't feel like thinking tonight.

The keys to the gulag

"I'll think about it." Harry smiled and pulled her close, giving her a kiss.

O children
Lift up your voice, lift up your voice
Children
Rejoice, rejoice

The two danced in perfect rhythm, lost in the music, surrounded by other couples also swaying in unison.

Here comes Frank and poor old Jim
They're gathering round with all my friends
We're older now, the light is dim
And you are only just beginning

Harry moved placed her hand onto his shoulder, then placing his own hand on her hip so now both hands were holding her at hip level.

O children

Hermione stepped closer to Harry, linking her hands around his neck. She smiled at Harry, letting a small hiccough out. "Whoops." She giggled, with Harry following suit with a chuckle.

We have the answer to all your fears
It's short, it's simple, it's crystal clear
It's round about and it's somewhere here
Lost amongst our winnings

"Y'know Harry, people know we're together, no need to be so modest." Hermione said, taking one of Harry's hands and pushing it downwards, slowly. She bit her bottom lip and raised an eyebrow.

O children
Lift up your voice, lift up your voice
Children
Rejoice, rejoice

Harry smirked, he let his hands move down slightly, letting them rest at the top of her buttocks. The two continued to sway.

The cleaners have done their job on you
They're hip to it, man, they're in the groove
They've hosed you down, you're good as new
They're lining up to inspect you

O children

Harry felt like a little bit of spontaneity would 'woo' Hermione, so he decided to try a dance move he saw on the telly once.

Poor old Jim's white as a ghost
He's found the answer that we lost
We're all weeping now, weeping because
There ain't nothing we can do to protect you

Harry moved one had up from her buttocks to her upper back, he braced himself, moved one hand down her thigh. He proceeded to "dip" her low to the ground. "Woah! Harry! Be careful, this is kind of a small dress." Hermione turned red. Harry just smiled and gave her a kiss.

O children
Lift up your voice, lift up your voice
Children
Rejoice, rejoice

"Sorry 'bout that 'Mione, just thought it might surprise you. Try to make you think I can be romantic." Harry said as he re-placed his hands on her hips.

Hey little train! We are all jumping on
The train that goes to the Kingdom
We're happy, Ma, we're having fun
And the train ain't even left the station

"Oh Harry, it did surprise me," She leaned in closer to his ear, "If you want to show me how romantic you can be, wait till after the reception. That way it won't be so one-sided." She whispered seductively. She smiled and nibbled on his earlobe.

Hey, little train! Wait for me!
I once was blind but now I see
Have you left a seat for me?
Is that such a stretch of the imagination?

"I thought you wanted to wait till after." Harry pulled her as close as he could get her. Hips almost touching, chests against one another, her arms linked around his neck, his around her sides, resting on her buttocks.

Hey little train! Wait for me!
I was held in chains but now I'm free
I'm hanging in there, don't you see
In this process of elimination

She leaned back, biting her lip while raising her eyebrow, "After this song? Wait. I think I remember the name of this song! It's uh... uh. Shit!" She cupped her mouth, as she rarely swore, ever. She giggled before continuing. "Sorry, it's that song we danced to in the tent way back during the 1999 Quidditch World Cup, right?" Harry nodded. "What's the name of it?" She asked him.

Hey little train! We are all jumping on
The train that goes to the Kingdom
We're happy, Ma, we're having fun
It's beyond my wildest expectation

"I'll let you figure it out since you decided to be a minx and tease me earlier." Harry smiled as she gave him a frown.

Hey little train! We are all jumping on
The train that goes to the Kingdom
We're happy, Ma, we're having fun
And the train ain't even left the station

"Oh! It's O'Children by Nick Cave!" Hermione smiled as the song ended.

"Yes, you are correct." Harry smiled as he led them back to their seats. They sat down and picked up their now-refilled wine glasses.

"I shouldn't drink mush more Harry. Imma light-weight." Hermione started to slur some of her words.

"Alright, shall we get you on up to bed then?" Harry set his glass down, he wasn't much of a drinker so he didn't mind. He also wanted to spend more time with Hermione.

"Mmm, I think we shall head to bed." Hermione checked her watch, 11 p.m., "Can you carry me Harry? My feet are sore." She stuck her lip out and bowed her head, still looking at Harry through her eye lashes.

Harry smiled at her, "Of course I can 'Mione." Harry walked over, bent down, place one arm behind her knees and the other behind her back. He lifted her up as she linked her arms around his neck once again for support. She reached towards her feet with her wand levitating her high heels off of her feet to float beside her.

"Thank you Harry." Hermione said into his chest as he was carrying her towards The Burrow.

Harry approached the building, most of the lights were off signifying that most of the Weasley's were already in bed. Fred and George had invited even more people to the reception after Percy and Audrey had left. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had leant Ron's old room to Harry and Hermione. Harry walked up with stairs with ease. He set Hermione down, keeping one arm around her so she wouldn't fall.

He opened the door, and was about to pick Hermione back up. "Wait, you go on in first, I'll be right back." She kissed him on the jaw. She walked off towards the Ginny's room, swaying her hips seductively. Just before she turned the corner, she looked back and saw Harry looking at her, biting his lip, she winked at him.


Harry was lying down in bed, propped up on one elbow reading a magazine that he had found on the floor while waiting for Hermione to return.

Hermione opened the door slowly and quietly, Harry not noticing she had entered the room. She closed the door behind her. She cleared her throat and spoke softly, "Harry?"

"Hmm?" Harry slowly looked up from the magazine. His jaw dropped at the sight of her. She was wearing silk lingerie. It was a set of red knickers, and bra, with a sheer camisole. She held her arm over her flat stomach, there was a bit of awkward silence before Harry spoke up, "Oh my god, Hermione. You are so beautiful."

Hermione blushed, "Thank you Harry" she walked towards Harry who was now sitting upright on the bed. She wasn't always so confident with her body, but when Harry told her how beautiful she looked, she felt like she could rule the world. She crawled onto the end of the bed, slowly making her way across the bed to Harry.

Harry began to sit up and move towards her but she reached him and pushed up back down to a sitting position. She straddled Harry, his hands placed on her hips. She kissed him in the way she'd wished to before, at the ceremony, on the dance floor, in the way that wasn't meant to be witnessed by others no matter how dear. Her hands were at his button, then sliding over his chest, then they were tossing his shirt to the floor. Her silk bra soon joined it on the wooden floor. She reached down and began to untie his pajama pants. He had slid them off and threw them across the room, they hit something on the wall, that fell to the ground. They both giggled, "Shh, they'll hear you!" Hermione whispered. No sooner had she slipped off her silk knickers, had she felt the bed underneath her. All there was in the world at this moment, was him... and her own joy.

A/N: I do plan to continue this story. Let me know what you would like to see next!