Disclaimer: Check my past disclaimers, I don't own it, just wish I did.. If I would have then I definitely wouldn't have stopped at 7 books! J

Note: Again, I regret that I haven't posted in a while, but with things so hectic, my job, new boyfriend, and my other fic, I've been a little behind. If you already recognized this and/ or see it in the future, review and kick my butt in gear!

Another AN: I meant to mention this before, and truth be told, I'm not sure I haven't, but there are certain characters in this fan fic that are otherwise known as dead. Please don't take that as incompetence or stupidity. Either the character was brought back for a reason or it was just easier for me, the main characters survived, end of story.

**WARNING**: There is sex in this chapter, as well as the next. As for storyline there isn't much, so if you'd like you could skip chapter 4 & 5, you wont miss a bunch of storyline.. But I advise against it.. Review your thoughts and criticisms, please.

Chapter 4: *Hermione & Ron*

As the couple entered their designated rooms, they firstly noticed the plain, yet traditional style of the room. ...Until they shut the door… The changes were made suddenly, as Ron let the door shut behind him. The plain became red and gold, the fire came to life, and the room actually looked livable. Walking in now, you couldn't help but realize a Gryffindor stayed here, the deep reds, the bright golds, and the fierce lions that surrounded the rooms were noticeable, to say the least.

The first room was quite the common room, the fireplace with big comfy chairs around it, the desk in the corner, and the couches taking up the excess room. They could see a doorway, through which, a bedroom. The bed set along with the curtains and carpet matched the common room and the first room. Making a mental note of the bathroom on the adjacent wall across from entrance, they both headed for the bedroom. The hangings of the bed had 'Gs' embroidered on them. Pulling back one, Ron sat on the edge of the comfy mattress, refraining from let his exhaustion pulling him to laying down.

That's when it hit him, his eyes got big, even though he was starring into nothing, his only thoughts were the farthest thing from sleep. Hermione, being the perceptive girl she is, noticed her boyfriends change, immediately. She knew he current thought process had him thinking hard, for even when she went and sat next to him, he didn't move an inch. She couldn't get a response from at all, even from speaking to him, until she laid her hand on his back. Instantly his head snapped up. Hermione stood up, in front of him, to look in his eyes, "Ron, are you okay?"

"Huh?!" was Ron's first response. He was still dazed from crashing back down to reality so suddenly.

"You look upset."

"No, Sweetie, I was just thinking…" and he trailed off, vaguely. He pulled his arms up, to wrap them around her waist.

"You want to talk about it?" said Hermione, sweetly, but secretly she was scared. Could he be rethinking their relationship already? She had read a lot of guys do that, but usually its takes more than a few days, much less one.

"It's nothing." said Ron, but he saw his girlfriend's face, that said, 'I know when you're lying!', "Its just," he began again, "that you're staying in here, in the same bed, which I'm not complaining about!" He corrected immediately. He saw her face, which was confused. "Unless you want me to sleep on the couch." he ended sadly, and pointed to the other room.

"No, I want you in here, with me. Is that what the horrified face was for?""Not really. Its that you're my girlfriend, and I want to keep it that way. I don't want to screw this up, of all things, Hermione."

"What make you think you will?"

He looked into her eyes, as she leaned in to kiss him, their lips linked together, after it broke he decided just to say it, outright.

"Hermione," he began nervously, "I don't want to push you away or pressure you into something you don't want, or aren't ready for. There are so many things I want to do to you, for you, with you. I just don't know how far I can go, or how far you want me to go." he spat out, rapidly.

After a quick moment of thought, Hermione simply said, "I think I know the perfect way to answer that.", with a wicked grin, she put on leg on each side, straddling Ron. She kissed him deeply, pushing him unto his back with a bounce. The kiss last a long time before she moved to his neck, and then back up to his ear. She nibbled on his ear, realizing how much he enjoyed this, Ron held his arms around her tightly urging her to continue, which she did, until she found the perfect words, she whispered in his ear, "Ron, you aren't alone, you know? Those wants, those needs, I have them too." She backed away enough to look him in the eyes, "All of them." A shy smile whipped across Ron's face, as he picked her up, laying her lightly on her back, her head on the pillow.

"Are you sure?" Ron asked her.

She nodded, "Positive.", she gave him a reassuring and loving smile. Ron slipped the cloak from her shoulders and started nervously fumbling with the buttons of her blouse. Hermione really wanted this as much as him, and was equally nervous as well, even so she decided to loosen his nerves instead of her own, in hopes of loosening her own as well. With Ron still on top of her she stripped his shirt off and began to feel his muscles. She lifted her neck and repeatedly touched her lips to his collar bone, the chest, wiggling her way downward, on his stomach and further.

Ron had long ago abandoned his attempts at her shirt, considering he was already having trouble concentrating with her breasts under his hands, and when she started kissing his chest he was in hopeless, bliss. Hermione stopped at his pant line, not because she was scared or even nervous anymore, but Ron thought otherwise.

"What's wrong? Change your mind? I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone. I'm sorry, so sorry."

Ron said, apologetically and speaking very fast. As he tried to climb off her, she grabbed his hand and wouldn't let go, pulling him back atop her completely.

"Baby, I just wanted this to be special, for both of us. You weren't doing anything wrong." she pulled them under the blankets, carefully, not letting go of his hand.

Somehow, maybe it was her words, maybe got a breath, or maybe it was just the covers, he was calmer, he steadied his hands enough to remove her top quickly. Ron climbed back atop her and stared at the beautiful sight. Hermione had large breasts, pulled together by her favorite maroon bra. Ron took his hand, tracing her body, taking a trip around her chest, on her side, across her stomach, halting at her belly button. He went back to her lips kissing her passionately as his fingers went down her body again, slowing down as he traced her cleavage, and continued on to her stomach, lightly tickling her and then letting his finger tease her at her very low pant line, before he undid her button and zipper. He placed his hand inside her pants, to tease her more. With one hand for support, and the other playfully rubbing the sides of Hermione's pussy, occasionally Ron would graze the clit, exciting Hermione. After a minute or so of teasing and tickling her pussy she couldn't take no more, she tried to bring back his hopelessness enough to get the upper hand. As he bent over to kiss her, she leaned over in order to catch his neck, kissing at first until she found a spot he seemed to like the most, then she started to nibble, enough to excite him even more. His hand, still in her pants, one finger resting near her clit, each time she bit him just right he'd moan and twitch, including his finger. After a few times of that she bite harder than he expected, paralyzing him enough for her to flip him over. She got her wish, she was in control. She kissed his neck, nibbled his ear, and left a trail of both as she moved around his chest, down his stomach, lingering, intentionally, at a small spot about inch above his pant line, diagonally from his belly button. That was his most ticklish spot on his body. After the effect of what she did hit him, she sat up quickly, looking at her, bewildered.

"How.. in blo-loody hell.. did you.. kn-know about.. that?!" Ron stammered between giggles. Hermione blushed and gave a devilish smile.

"I heard your mom and Ginny saying it was the only thing you and Percy had in common."

She continued to kiss and nibble at the spot while unbuttoning his pants, afterward she sat up and started to unbutton her own, only to stop when Ron's hand's took over.

Helping each other out of everything, unclasping Hermione's bra, throwing Ron's boxers on the floor, and finally, after Hermione was on her back again, under Ron, did he pull down her panties, kissing her silky, smooth legs the further he went down

Now, completely naked, Ron looked her in the eyes, and asked one more time, "Are you sure?"

"Completely, but first maybe I should…" she said, grabbing her wand from the bedside table. She did the contraceptive spell and smiled. "Never more sure." Ron smiled and looked at her smooth skin, large breasts, hard nipples, flat stomach, nice hips, long legs, and lastly her wet pussy. He was hard, and every time he looked at her smile, her face, and her body, he got even harder. Her eyes were begging him to be inside of her, he obliged, softly, he want this to be as painless for her as possible.

At first, even though she was really wet, it was tight around his cock. They both felt pressure, and Hermione's eyes got tense, Ron's mind said stop, then it said don't, he thought to himself, the quicker the better, he didn't want her to hurt, but it might better just to get it over with. Hermione interrupted his thought process, which in reality was short, but Hermione's mind worked faster, she made the decision for him, wrapping her legs around him, and pulling him in further, the pressure subsided with a gasp from Hermione. She knew that he had popped her cherry, as they called it. Ron was still going slowly, taking in every moment, enjoying their first time. Even though Hermione was enjoying and taking in every moment too, she was happy that her boyfriend was inside her, and happy that he went slow at first, but now she wanted more, faster, deeper, she craved it. She tighten her legs around him and moved when he moved, synchronized. This either excited Ron or he realized what she wanted, either way, he went faster, going deeper. Almost simultaneously, they moaned. As they continued, their moans getting louder, Ron started to reach his peak, but he wanted to prolong he didn't want it to end, but as he got closer it felt even better, with each thrust his only thought was if he stopped he'd never feel this good. He couldn't stop or slow down, he didn't want either.

"Ron," she breathed, "come in me! I want you to come in me." He was glad she had said something he wasn't sure what she wanted, but he was still nervous.

"But what if.." his voice trailed as he moaned.

"Don't worry, that spell was a contractive spell, I learned it fifth year from a friend." She was afraid to say Ginny, but Ron didn't notice the vagueness of 'friend', he was so close to coming, his thoughts couldn't stray from the present. Not much longer at all, Hermione moaned as she felt Ron come inside her. Ron collapsed beside her, holding her in his arms, both falling asleep quickly.

Well, there's chapter four, and here's a spoiler, chapter five is titled Ginny & Harry. So I'm sure it wont take you long before you realize what that one's about, plus I already said five has sex too. So review, especially if I take too long to post again, I'm hoping this prolonged posting will cease, but who knows. Peace yo! **CaNDi**