{Olivia looked down at a now blushing Narcissa, and that made her blush even more, "My my you think you know people," laughed the blonde witch.}
The whole room was laughing now and the blush had spread right across Olivia face. "Well, isn't that something, you mother and I were always worried you were going to ask for advice about men, to which we would be no help. What about you Penelope, anything to share?" Minerva tried to ask through giggles.
A still half asleep Penelope rubbed her eyes as she pushed herself to her knees, "What are you talking about, mother, what is so funny?"
"Well do you like witches or wizards? Your sisters have been rather honest this evening and you are the only one we are left puzzling over." Penelope shook her head and laughed at her mother's frank way of putting things.
"Ah mother if you must know, and it seems you must. I don't really like labels, I find that it can often be a person kindness and personality you fall for first, and sometimes gender just isn't an issue. Love is love whether gay or straight. I believe that gender is irrelevant if you truly love someone."
Everyone in the room stared opened mouthed at Penelope, "Such wise words from such a young person, well said Penelope, I couldn't agree with you more." Hermione had left her wife's lap and went to fill up her drink.
"Well, I think it is safe to say that all of us have kissed a girl at least once. Nobody wants to forfeit in a game of spin the wand. It is a fate worse than death." Violette added proudly as she continued to stroke a sleeping Bellatrix;s hair.
George looked at his wife eyes as wide as saucers, mouth hanging open, "Yes, George that is me included. Gryffindors girls have a tendency to experiment a little, what I can say we get bored."
Melinda laughed as she recalled the many kisses during games and kisses that were just for fun. She looked at George and promptly closed his mouth.
"I think it is time we went to bed don't you think, early rise in morning and that." With that Melinda had winked at him said her goodbyes and disappeared out of the room, he finally snapped out of it and followed.
"Yes, I do agree this conversation is getting to be a bit much for even me." Violette shifted her arms under the sleeping woman and whisked her up into her arms; Bella unconsciously wrapped her arms around Violette's neck and snuggled in tight. "Good night everyone, see you in the morning. You lot should think about bed to you have the express to catch in the morning."
They all groaned in a agreement and rose to their feet, tomorrow was the first day of term, which meant Minerva, Hermione and Claudia would be up at the crack of dawn in order to apparate to the school, before the pupils arrived. They all headed up the stairs and Molly and Arthur took the Floo back to the burrow.
Hermione reached out a hand and pulled Minerva to her feet, and promptly into a forceful and searing kiss. Minerva cocked her eyebrow at her wife; surely she wasn't looking for….. She was caught off mid thought by another mind blowing kiss and fully reciprocated it this time.
As they pulled apart, Hermione lead her to the door but not out of it, "I always feel guilty doing this at Hogwarts." She closed the door and quickly cast a Muffilato spell before pinning her wife to the wall and crashing their lips together once more.
The kiss was seductively calculated and infinitely profound; like nothing Minerva had ever experienced before, and as she stared back dumbfounded, she thought, where had this come from? Oh god she loved her wife, Hermione's hands spread up along Minerva's back, as she lead her to the sofa.
Her fingers smoothed between the ribbing of her sweater and then up into her hair, massaging and scratching the nape of her neck as she deepened their kiss. Reaching for her, Minerva gently cupped Hermione's face into her hands and the more she thought about her gorgeous wife and how much she loved her, the more she wanted her.
Minerva's hands fumbled down to find the buttons of Hermione's shirt and undid them as rapidly she could even though her head was spinning with alcohol and the alluring risk of being caught by their guests and daughters. With her smile about as guilty and wide as a Cheshire cat's, Minerva suppressed her moans and the overwhelming sense of leverage and lust she felt as Hermione licked her way up along her neck.
"God, you're so hot," Minerva growled, a darkness coming to her eyes as she looked back at her wife while tearing off her own sweater, although there was still a shirt to get through, then reaching forward and kissing her again.
"Maybe we shouldn't actually – ah!" Minerva gasped when Hermione's hands found their way to grope at her through her shirt. "Do this here," she finished, kissing Hermione's cheek and running her hands up the younger woman's smooth back until her fingers were under the simple and archaic enclosure of her bra.
"And yet…" Hermione snickered, gently biting Minerva's neck and then flicking her earlobe with her tongue as she slowly reaching behind herself to undo the hook-and-eye closure since Minerva was being obnoxiously coy about doing it herself.
Arching into Minerva's kisses after discarding the garment, she guided Minerva's hand up until it was over her breast. Then, gasping when her wife's fingers found the perfect amount of pressure to tease and entice her, she tugged on Minerva's blouse and willed it to come off so that she could do the same for her.
Though she resisted at first, she finally got what she wanted when Minerva pulled away from their kiss. The green eyes witch slipped out of her blouse, dropped it to the floor, and tossed her hair out her pins before reaching forward for Hermione and kissing her hard as she undid the buttons of Hermione's trousers and pulled them off of her in one brilliant sweep.
Impressed and excited, "Damn," the younger woman moaned as she ran her hands down Minvera's tight stomach and then over the gentle curve in her hips as she kissed her way along her shoulders, neck, and jaw. Minerva rolled her hips against Hermione as she held onto her waist, begging her to come down to her.
Hermione finally shifted forward and lowered herself onto Minerva, knotting her fingers into her long black hair and moaning quietly from the rapturous, feminine contact.
Eventually Hermione found the zipper on the dark grey slacks Minerva was wearing and slowly pulled the teeth apart before sliding the trousers down her thighs and onto the floor as she pulled Minerva against her tighter, wanting the woman more than ever.
Minerva doesn't even get time to respond as she feels Hermione recapture her lips and slip her tongue into her mouth battling with her own tongue for dominance.
The distraction of this almost throws Minerva off what happens next expect her senses are so heightened she couldn't mistake that touch for anything other than Hermione touching her between her legs, massaging her gently at first, circling her clit, teasing it until the blood is totally centred there.
Then she feels a hand move her emerald green satin panties aside and almost immediately she feels two fingers inside her, pulling in and out, matching the rhythm of Hermione's tongue in her mouth.
Hermione continues her assault of Minerva's mouth kissing deep and long, not knowing how either of them is actually breathing anymore. She proceeds to kiss down her neck and finally reaches her destination as she takes one nipple into her mouth through the satin. She leaves a wet stain as she moves to the other all the time slipping her fingers in and out in a slow rhythm, making Minerva moan and scream her name over and over.
'Please Hermionet'
Hermione removes her fingers and feels Minerva jolt forward at the sudden loss of contact. However when Minerva opens her eyes to look down, Hermione is kneeling on the floor in front of her, her intention clear.
She pulls the satin panties down out of her way and takes Minerva into her mouth, licking the wetness that adorns her crotch and sucking her clit gently into her mouth. The persistence and harshness of earlier has disappeared and Hermione is now gentle and soothing as she sucks and kisses Minerva's clit.
She feels Minerva jolt forward again, this time for a different reason, feels the spasm or orgasm as it overtakes her. She feels every gentle movement and shiver as she moves her way back up to look into those beautiful eyes. Her wife is just catching her breath as the brunette kisses her gently on the lips, a short kiss.
The older woman grabbed Hermione by the shoulder and spun round onto her back, gazing into Hermione's lustrous stare, she pushed the younger woman back, "my turn" was Minerva's husky response before she devoured Hermione lips
"Oh god Minerva, you are such a tease." Hermione breathed with her head thrown back into the plush cushion of the sofa. Her long black hair continued to tickle Hermione's stomach while her skilful tongue and her exceptionally talented fingers were busy elsewhere.
She was on the brink, right on the edge, her arms spread across the sofa grabbing at the cushions, holding on for dear life as Minerva brought her closer and closer, ever so slowly, teasing the younger woman in every way possible and prolonging the anticipation and frustration.
Minerva was a goddess, there was no doubt in Hermione's mind and with that thought, the waves came crashing, cascading, and the feeling of euphoria penetrating her body again and again. It was safe for her to say no one could ever match Minerva's prowess in bed, she was easily the best lover she had ever had, and well she was the only one she had ever had in fact. As she came around she could feel Minerva's soft fingers swirling patterns on her stomach, Hermione opened her eyes to meet her wife's intense stare, the green eyes before her melting with tenderness. "I love you, so much." She whispered as she placed a small kiss on Minerva forehead, it was return and she lead her now exhausted lover up to the bedroom. She really would have felt guilty doing that at Hogwarts.
They weren't the only ones in the house making the most of the last few hours they had before returning. Claudia and Lily now lay motionless and panting on the bed. Glistening from the rather impressive, we won't be able to do this for a while sex, they had just had. Lily turned into Claudia and wrapped her arm around the older woman, "I am going to miss being so close to you, this sucks."
Claudia squeezed the younger woman tighter, "Sssh darling, I will always be where you can find me. We will have the weekends, please don't fret. I love you." With that the two women fell asleep wrapped lovingly in each other's arms.
The next morning Minerva, Hermione, Harry, Ginny and Claudia apparated to Hogwarts to start the preparations for the feast. Ron was left to get the children to the express with Violette, Astra and Olivia, which went extremely smoothly. The express left on time and all the kids were on it ready for another year at Hogwarts.
They arrived at the school greeted as usual by Hagrid, there to guide the first years in the right direction, nothing changed there. After they were sorted, the feast was in full swing, everyone had so much catching up to do.
After dessert everyone was ushered back to their common rooms and promptly feel asleep, the first day back was always a tiring one.
When Penelope woke the next morning in the head girl dorm, she was greeted by her owl Daisy, with a note from her mother.
Dear Penny,
Please join me in my office as soon as you receive this.
Mum.
She got herself dressed and headed straight to her mother's office, mumbled the password, "Hermione" to the statue rushed up the knocked gently at the door and when she walked in she was greeted by both her mothers.
"Oh God has something happened already, it is only the second day." She rolled her eyes. "No no dear, no need to worry it is merely about you time turner application." She like both of her mothers had taken on far too many subjects to do without one. "It has been approved, but you must read the manual and sign it before you use it, understand. This is not something to be taken lightly."
"Yes, of course, Mum I will get right on that, I have a study period first anyway." She quickly took the turner from her mother's hand hugged her and left the room swiftly. She was so excited, she flicked through the pages as she walked, and it was so fascinating. She was so busy reading, she wasn't paying attention and she reached stairs she hadn't seen and tumbled down them, hearing the crunch of the time turner as she did.
Oh god how she going to tell her mothers she had broke it already. She picked herself up and began to survey the damage. It was indeed going to be hard to tell her mother what happen, especially since she was positive she wasn't were she should be.
She looked around her, although it was dark she could see enough to know that this time was not her own. Oh she was dead.
"Excuse me, just what are you doing out of bed at this hour young lady."
"Dumbledore, I was...ummmm..."
"My my we are far from home aren't we, my dear girl, please follow me.!"
