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Chapter 2: Summer plans

The second year university exams were over and Hermione was in her dorm packing up for summer. Next year was the dreaded dissertation year and she was going to move into a single occupancy self contained flat as her degree classification would depend on this critical year and by Merlin she wanted a First. Hermione was moving out the college halls as she just could not cope with the noise of the Firsties getting pissed 6 out of 7 nights a week and the dreaded facilities that were found in her College. Oh yes she had selected the single sex dormitory wing in the College but there were way too many interruptions and breaches of the overnight rule here in this wing that sleep was often difficult. Some people need to remember to use a silencing charm. The other issue was she would just like to get through a shower without freezing her tits off when there was suddenly no hot water or no water at all.

"Oi Moine watcha doing over the Summer," queried Mischa her floor mate from the door of Hermione's dormitory room.

"Well I am going to Romania with the Weasleys. Most of the family will only be there for a total of 6 weeks but I plan to be there for the whole 12 weeks of the summer break. Once I have packed today I am off to the Burrow tonight to see the gang and then I take a port key out to Romania in the morning. The main reason why I am going for so long is to get my dissertation done.

I plan to have my first draft completed before the Weasleys arrive out in Romania in about four weeks time as they need to wait for the others leave allowance. I will then get the revisions done after they have left in the last two weeks before we return for the start of the third year in October. I think it would be better time management and makes my own personal goal of a First class degree more achievable if I don't have the added pressure of the 8 modules and the dissertation all at the same time", explained Hermione to her friend.

"Gods Moine you are just so focused on your studies! What about a summer romance? You do know about sex don't you? Are you sure that you are not a 20 year old virgin? It must be awfully dry in your vag girl cause you sure as heck don't use it here on campus and there is some pretty good meat who have sniffed around you that you have never even looked twice at", exclaimed an exasperated Mischa.

Hermione wondered why her friend was so frustrated about her personal life. So she did not have a relationship it was not Hermione's fault that there was no one here that she was interested in at Oxford. The man she was interested was in Romania and hopefully she would for certain if she could have an adult relationship with him by the end of the summer. Now was her chance and she was going to take advantage of her time in Romania.

At that precise moment she remembered the Litha celebration night when she gave Charlie Weasley her blood love magic gift in the light of fires under the stars down near the oak bank on Black Lake. It was the memories of the night in the arms of a man who pleasured her so much for her sacred gift as he worshiped her body that caused the slip in Hermione's rigid control of her emotions and thus the flash of her Mona Lisa smile was seen in public, again.

"Ok Moine who is your dark horse and how long have you loved him?" asked a shocked Mischa. Whoever he was she had certainly kept him quiet and there was no indication at Uni that she ever had a chance to hook up with a lover. Did she do him in the college library stacks or in one of the other libraries? There is no way, any woman would have that smile if it was just a hit and run event. It must be a Weasley. Again there was no verbal response to Mischa's questioning about Hermione's lover just the continuation of the Mona Lisa smile of a very satisfied woman remembering her lover's touch.

"So Moine are you and Ron going to hook up again tonight and then have six weeks together under the guise of a family holiday?" drawled Mischa in a change of approach to try and get the details about Hermione's mystery lover.

"I thought you would have more sense than that, as Molly Weasley has been trying to get her sons married for years and only Bill has complied with mummy dearest wishes," observed Mischa.

"Oh for God's sake Mischa there is no way in heaven or hell I could ever love Ron in that manner. Sure we had a very brief relationship where we only kissed once which was enough to make me realize that he is my best friend and I only love him as a brother - ewwe. That is just, so sick, don't mind me I will just up chuck if you ever make that suggestion again," responded a very queasy looking witch.

"So you will be seeing your lover, your significant other or is he your fiancé, sometime over the summer? " probed the curious witch.

"None of the above but I would not mind if he took up any of those roles," responded Hermione. Oh my god did I let that slip. I never talk about my private life this is going to get so embarrassing that I have crush on someone.

"So you have bumped uglies with Mr Mystery man?" queried Mischa.

"Yes more than once," was the whispered response. Why was there always so much of a concerted effort by everyone to know her personal intimate details and why did they always appear to be SO shocked to hear that she was not a virgin thought Hermione with a great deal of frustration. Hermione was starting to radiate her frustration levels with the little sparks of lightening crawling through her mop of hair.

"Before you shock me to death with an electrostatic discharge from your lion's mane better known as your hair would you care to give me a hint about who this mystery man is so I could die a happy woman having one up on the whole college, bugger the whole damn town?" teased a worried Mischa hoping that a humorous approach would calm the raging beast she had obviously woken.

Mischa observed that she had some very good reasons to be concerned about her personal safety:

1) seen Hermione hex people before,

2) studied the recent conflict history as part of her degree so knew in great detail Hermione's actions during the Second Wizarding war including her proficiency at defensive magic,

3) met enough former Hogwarts students from Gryffindor who discussed their former housemate and the infamous lightning storm events. It was the first time in the two years that Mischa had known the woman had she ever seen this side of her friend normally she just brushed things off and serenely continued on her way.

Mischa had initially dismissed the lightning storm temper stories until Hermione's friend Ginny aka Mrs Harry Potter confirmed the stories. By Circe! The woman was literally sparking!

Turning away from Mischa, Hermione threw up a silencing charm and then proceeded to pack the last of her things in her trunk with aggravated force, sent her library books back to the library and wrote a brief owl to Molly Weasley to advise her of her plan for the afternoon. Hermione had to stop by her London apartment before making her way to the Burrow at 6pm. This activity of writing a note seemed to reduce the electrical sparks since Hermione had to settle enough to ensure she wrote legibly.

"Finite Incantatem," she dropped the silencing charm.

"I am sorry Hermione that I upset you I won't hassle you any more, all the best for your summer," apologized Mischa, who wondered if she really knew the woman whom she called a university friend.

"You are forgiven," said Hermione as she hugged her friend, "as long as you never ever pry into my private relationship ever again. You know I am an intensely private person and that facet of my life is not open for discussion. I hope you have a lovely break see you in October".