Ron:
After the ceremony at the church, the reception began. Hermione had changed into a shorter dress with silver straps. I had a great view of her smooth, firm thighs. Damn, I just wanted to rub my hand up and down those golden thighs while she moaned my name into my lips.
Neville elbowed me. "Not very subtle!"
"And you?" I retorted. Luna probably had a drink already, because she was licking up and down Neville's neck.
"I love champagne and I love you!" she giggled, dragging Neville's tie with her long fingers.
After everyone settled down, Mum picked up her glass and tapped on it with a spoon. She was tapping so vigorously I thought she might break the glass. After she got everyone's attention she announced that Harry would be speaking. Harry, Ginny, Neville, and Luna gave their speeches. After everyone finished speaking, we all raised our glasses.
Unfortunately, that meant Luna would be drinking more. She set the glass down and laughed again. "Ron and Hermione hate abstinence!" she squealed.
"Luna!" Hermione cried. Mum cleared her throat, and Neville put his hand over Luna's mouth.
Mum made us go to the center of the room for our first dance. I wrapped my arms around Hermione's waist. She put her arms around my neck. She leaned her head against my chest. Her head felt warm. I pulled her closer, but then I made eye contact with Mum. She was shaking her head, so I reluctantly loosened my grip. When it was finally over, Hermione pulled on my hand. "Let's go," she whispered.
"We can't just leave. Mum will be furious."
"I know, but we can go to a corner or something." She winked at me. I liked this idea.
Hermione:
I planned on bringing Ron to a corner by the restrooms. On our way, we ran into George. "It looks like you two are running off!" he commented.
"Oh..we just.." I stuttered.
He laughed. "It's okay. I won't tell Mum."
"Well technically we're married now!" I pointed out.
"Try telling that to Mum!" he said.
Ron stepped forward. "George, thanks for coming. I know how hard this was for you. I really appreciate it."
"Me too," I said.
He smiled at us. "You're welcome. Well, I'm probably going to try putting something funny in Ginny's drink!"
Ron laughed. "That's the George I know!"
We waved at him and then continued to sneak away. We waited for someone to walk into the restroom and then snuck around to the wall behind it. We looked around cautiously one more time before he pinned me against the wall. He was pressing his entire bodyweight against me, but it felt exciting and erotic.
"I've waited so long!" Ron groaned, shoving his hand up my shirt.
"You waited since this morning!" I laughed, stroking the back of his ear with one finger.
"That's too long!" he grunted. Then he stopped and chuckled. "Isn't this the spot where we did it at the rehearsal?"
I shook my head and pointed to a door a few meters away. "Over there."
He shrugged and resumed. I lifted my knee up, behind his back, and he rubbed my thigh gently. My other leg was pressed up against his stomach, and I could feel it moving up and down, as he breathed heavily. My hand rested on his chest, where I could feel his heart beating quickly.
He moved his hand under my dress. "I want to," he whispered.
For a moment, I forgot that we were at our wedding reception. "I want to, too," I whispered back. My fingers hovered below his crotch. I pulled back instinctively. "We can't."
"Why?" he asked sadly. "You said you want to."
"Ron we don't have any protection! And we're in public!" I stroked his chest sympathetically.
"Well that doesn't mean we can't snog!" he said.
"Of course we can!" I grabbed his face, planting my lips passionately on him. I loosened my lips, hinting at him to push his tongue through. My palms rested on the wall, my back leaning on it, as Ron caressed my neck.
"Tonight," I promised. "As soon as we get home we are diving right into the bed."
"I guess I can wait a little longer," he sighed dramatically.
"Yes, you can. You're a strong boy," I teased, squeezing his bicep.
"Well, not as strong down there," he muttered. I looked down. His hard on was pretty obvious.
"Would this help?" I slipped my tongue through his lips again, gently brushing against his tongue.
He winced in pain. "No!"
I pulled away. "Alright. Sorry."
Ron frowned. "Well..that doesn't mean you have to stop." He leaned over me and pressed his lips on me.
Neville:
After being introduced to vodka and tequila, Luna was losing it. "Honey, we should make love on a broom!" she exclaimed to me. "I wanna ride your Nimbus 2000! Show me how long your wand is!"
Luna was usually very innocent, but when she was drunk, it was a different story. "I think you need some water." I bit my lip. "And you've seen my 'wand' before."
"Really? I have?" she asked, rubbing her eyes groggily. "Was it spectacular?"
"Um sure."
I found a glass of water and poured it into her mouth. "This doesn't taste like vodka!" she complained.
"It's water." I gave her another glass of water, and eventually she was able to walk with a little bit of help.
"Where are Ron and Hermione?" she asked.
"I don't know. We could go look for them."
As we neared the restroom, we heard moaning and heavy breathing. "I think we found them."
"Hermione? What are you doing?" Luna called out.
"Damn it!" someone screamed. We heard someone tumbling into the wall.
We turned the corner and found them staring guiltily at us. "Ron, apparently!" I joked.
There was a rather large purple mark on Ron's neck, just like the one I had. And I clearly knew where it came from! "Are you both really that impatient?"
"We weren't doing it!" Hermione protested. "We were just…compromising?"
I laughed and shook my head. "It's only a few more hours until you'll be home. You can't wait?"
"Well when we're not allowed to, it makes me want to even more!" Ron cried.
"You were always a rebel, Ron!" I said.
"Ron?" The voice was coming from around the corner.
"Oh please no, not another person!" Hermione groaned.
Harry came around the corner and saw us. "Oh, okay." He quickly left. Harry probably caught them very often.
Hermione grimaced. "That happens to him a lot."
"I figured."
"Um, Hermione?" Luna said. "You might want to put your breasts back inside your dress."
"What are you talking about they are in-"
"Hermione, look down!" I shouted with exasperation. I didn't like looking at other girls' breasts, and I don't think Luna would want me to either.
"Oh!" she gasped, quickly lifting her straps up and pushing her breasts down.
"Your mum is going to get suspicious. You're the most important people here tonight!"
"I know," Ron sighed unhappily. They went back to the table where their parents sat and conversed politely, occasionally making sex faces at each other.
"You two have to cut the cake together!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed. They obeyed, but when Mrs. Weasley wasn't looking, Ron put frosting on her neck and licked it off.
Eventually, it was over, and they stood by the door to say goodbye to everyone. They shook hands with all their old professors and friends from Hogwarts. As the last person exited, Hermione winked at Ron. I braced myself for the hours of moaning and screaming that I'd be hearing tonight.
