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So, in this one, you'll know more about Hermione's life in Hogwarts and there will be a hot moment between Ron and Pansy. And a surprise !
"It's twins!" Yelled Ron to who would listen in the lobby of the Maternity ward. "I have my own Quidditch team!"
Hermione looked at him, a huge smile plastered on her face, like the majority of those present this Saturday, December 5th. Exceptionally, Minerva had allowed Hermione to leave Hogwarts with Iris, the twins, Teddy and Victoire, to welcome the new addition to the Weasley clan. The new additions in fact! Who would have thought that Pansy did not expect one, but two babies!
"How are they?" Molly, Delia and Narcissa in unison asked Ron.
"Pansy is exhausted but is feeding them right now. Both were hungry!"
"Like their father!" Thundered the voice of George.
"I go back, I will introduce them as soon as their godparents have had the privilege of being the firsts to have seen them!"
He turned to the crowd that came to welcome his latest wonders. Counting his family, including children, the Malfoys and those who were considered Weasley without sharing the same name or the same blood, he had in front of him thirty-three peoples! Harry had to use his status, besides Draco and Lucius who, themselves, had to make eyes at the surly head of department (under the disapproving gaze of Narcissa and Hermione, though the latter has made sure that nobody sees... almost). But his family was there and it was all that mattered! He looked around and noticed their impatience.
"So!" He continued "Drum roll please!"
"Ronald!" Molly blurted out exceeded.
"Yes mom... So I call on: Hermione, Harry, Draco and... that's it!"
"Don't you forget a godmother?" Victoire asked.
"Nope! Hermione, you're godmother twice. Take that, Vicky!"
"This ridiculous rivalry is not over?" Asked Hermione.
"No, it was revived with your return!"
The chosen ones followed the proud father in the room occupied by Pansy and the newborns. Ron ran to her and took a redhead baby he presented as Hugo Gideon Weasley. Little Hugo looked as only a newborn can do with this serious look of one who discovers the world. He gave him to his godfather, Harry, before coming to a dark-haired baby this time.
"And here is Rose Patience Weasley!" Pansy presented. "Fortunately I wanted to be surprised, it has enabled us to provide a name for each sex. Although Ron ended up having what he wanted..."
"Seven children! One more and we will beat all records!" Ron blurted out, stars in his eyes.
"You can dream! It's over! Tomorrow I make an appointment so that you have a vasectomy!"
"A vasecto-what?"
"An operation that will make you shoot blanks!" Pansy explained, laughing with the other three in the room.
"But honey!"
"Don't Honey me! I know it was you who tampered my potions!"
"We'll talk later, huh? Let admire Rose for now!"
Little Rose royally ignored them and started to cry when Ron presented her to Draco. Which provoked laughter again except those of the person concerned. Ron proposed to Hermione to sit down to make it more comfortable to hold Rose. Once in her arms when the tiny hand closed around her index finger and squeezed hard, she felt a wave of love and whispered to the little girl she would be the most spoiled princess and she and her brother could shorten her first name as they saw fit.
"Hey, I never had the right!" Ron complained.
"Ronald, don't be such a child! You're thirty-five and have seven children, I think you're perfectly capable of fully pronounce my name!"
"I'm talking about when we were at Hogwarts!"
"Pansy, if you knew how I pity you!" Hermione replied. "Even when you'll have raise each of your children, in the end, there will always be one on your hands!"
"Hey!"
"Ron, you know I do not like it when someone shortens my name. Period. Now, I think a lot of people are impatient in the hallway..."
Hermione took advantage of the crowd fighting to know who would be entitled to see the new additions to go for a walk. She escaped of the great Weasley-esque flood and decided to go have a cup of tea in the cafeteria of St. Mungo's. Spending time with her friends and those she considered her family had given her something like homesickness. She, who wondered since ten days if she had to do what she had spoken with Minerva had found confirmation that the project was not one. No, it was vital that this project becomes a reality! She was so deep in thought that she jumped when she felt a presence. While she expected to see Harry or Draco, it was Ginny who seated next to her. Neither the redhead nor she spoke for some time. Finally, Hermione broke the silence.
"I miss it..."
"What do you miss?" Ginny asked softly.
"You, the Hogwarts of my time... I... I do not really become integrated. I don't want to be. From the first to the fourth years, students look at me as a freak and there are even those who run away when I talk to them or if I have the misfortune to look at them..."
"They are children Hermione... And other years react how?"
"With a few exceptions and I do not count the family, it does not change too much."
"Exceptions?"
"There are those who seek to test my reflexes but they are increasingly scarce... Too scared" She added with a smirk. "There are girls who harass me about Harry, Draco and even Neville. Some follow me and I feel like I have an army of Cormac at my heels... But detentions and loss of points from Draco eased the problem. My only friends are Iris, Vic and Teddy. A handful are nice but do not really try to know me more. After that, others don't treat me like a normal girl."
"I'm sorry Hermione." Comforted Ginny taking her in her arms.
"You do not need to. You can't say that I was a typical teenager! I was always ahead, then there was the war, and when I finally got a chance to be normal or near normal, poof! I find myself in the future! I'm not saying I do not like it here, or now, but... I think I'll take my NEWTs when I return from the Christmas holidays." She confessed.
"Really? Are you sure of yourself?"
"I've talked with Minerva. I love the courses, you know me. And those along with Iris, Victoire and Teddy make my days go smoothly. Fortunately I share some of my classes with Teddy! Without him, I would live again my pre-troll first year. But I really think, as a result of recent events..."
Ginny looked at the woman who had been her closest friend and since her return became more. Curiously, it was now that she appreciated everything that was Hermione. The adult side she always had in the past or now... 'It's tiring not knowing what time use.' She thought 'For me, it is the past and for Hermione, the present or the future?' In short, this maturity, she did not understand when she was younger, she accepted it with open arms today.
"Before I grill you on 'these recent events', I want to ask you a question."
"I'm listening."
"You're not afraid of losing or to have lost your adolescence?"
"Not really. The highlight of my puberty remain the Yule Ball. For the rest, we could not really have done otherwise and I live a very satisfactory post-adolescence!" Hermione admitted, blushing.
"And how so?"
Ginny listened to what had happened since their tea at Madame Puddifoot and was astonished of Harry's behavior. At the same time, against Draco, he had to use drastic measures! The Harry she had known as a teenager was far from the man he had become.
"So Draco sucked your finger as if it were an ice cream and told you things to make a virgin blush then you found yourself sharing a bath with Harry, naked, before he snogged the dayligts out of you... Am I forgetting something?" She asked, seeing Hermione looking down.
"Since then, Harry kind of more or less ambushed me in an alcove two or three times since..."
"So what?"
"It took all the will in the world to keep my clothes on..."
"And Draco ?"
"He handles the double meaning like no one else and he took the habit of..."
"Knowing Draco, this is great art! Do tell!"
"He licks his lips as if he was the Big Bad Wolf and me, the Little Red Riding Hood... And he wants to do naughty things to me... Like eat me there!" Hermione finally said, cheeks red, indicating the junction of her thighs.
"Roooh! Cunnilingus then! That reminds me, do you remember the "underwater" one?"
"I've just thought about it in the pool... With Harry."
"I'm sure Draco would be game! In addition, as a potions professor, he has the equipment!"
"Gin!"
"What makes me laugh in all is that you were totally ready to have your wicked way with them! They had to have a devastating effect on you! It stays between us but they are both more than hot!"
"Gin!" Hermione exclaimed, laughing. "Stop it!"
"What it's true! But mine are hotter! Otherwise, listen Hermione, if you feel that Hogwarts has nothing to offer you and you're sure not to regret, go! Take your NEWTs and do what you want with your life. And that includes your body!" She finished with a wink. "Come on, I have a pair of twins to meet you and two suitors to subject!"
Hermione waited for the next day to see her former head of house. She sent her an owl at breakfast, asking for an interview. When McGonagall stopped at her height and asked her to follow her, Hermione took her things and pointed out to her friends that she would join them later. While sitting in the chair that Minerva had indicated, she greeted the portraits of Dumbledore and Snape. Then she spoke. She told what she had omitted to her headmistress, explained that her talk with Ginny and the fact to be among her second family, had enabled her to make her choice. She left the office with the date of her examination, on December 30th, and after making Minerva as well as portraits promise to not divulge anything. Light hearted, she found her friends for a short time before going to bury herself in the library.
For once since she knew Hermione, Iris did not want to stick her nose into her business. No, she lived herself something unexpected, valuable since a couple of weeks and she wanted for once, take only care of herself. The big question being: 'How to make Loki looks at me, otherwise than friendly?' She who always had more than a scheme to get what she wanted, found herself helpless. Loki was worth so much more. She had loved to talk to him the first time. Their conversation was natural and when she ended up asking for help to bring together Hermione and Draco, he immediately agreed, his eyes looking mischievous. His eyes, his smile, his imposing presence while flying... She sighed. Nobody was training today, flying would clear her head.
The weeks flew by and with it, the time left to Hermione before taking her NEWTs. It has been two days at the Burrow since the Christmas holidays, and she had to join Iris at Victoire's to spend a girls night. Anyway, she could not revise with all children Parkinson-Weasley who came to spend the night at their grandparents. She took her things, kissed Molly goodbye and went to Shell Cottage.
Ron had waited for this moment for nearly two months! Two long months! He would finally have his wife to himself and realize his fantasy. He thanked Merlin that they both were wizards. With Muggles, he would not have had the right to touch her for at least six weeks, besides the fact that the recovery was painful to his wife. They had wanted to do this the Muggle way for Iris' birth and had quickly realized that magic and potions worth much more than nature! Now after three potions per day for a week, resumption of menses was a distant memory and the one of sexual activity possible only after a fortnight. A sound coming from the fireplace in the study, told him that Pansy was back. He rushed towards her to greet his wife and in a moment she was in his arms and kissing him back passionately.
"I believe darling that you don't wear the right outfit!" She whispered, biting his ear.
She took off her robes and revealed the clothes that haunted his dreams since he had first thought of it. The complete Gryffondor uniform... altered. Her half open shirt let him see her red satin bra, her skirt came just below her buttocks and if she bent, he would see what she was wearing underneath. Her widely visible garters - due to the smallness of the skirt - added to the sex appeal that his wife exuded with these colors on her person. Besides those high heels... Ron's pants were suddenly very tight. Pansy muttered an incantation and he felt his clothes change. He now wore black trousers and shirt and over it, Slytherins' robes. Pansy approached, ruler in hand and spoke the words that made double the size of his cock, if it was even possible!
"Professor, I've been a naughty, naughty girl! Punish me..."
With a wave, he ejected all that was on his desk and threw his wife on it. He stood directly between her legs and grabbed her hips to press her against his pelvis. He heard her moaning and felt her undulate against him, trying to create as much friction as possible.
"You'll have to undergo your punishment, Miss Parkinson. Do you have any idea?"
"I am ready for anything Professor Weasley... I'll do whatever you want" She said, rubbing herself against him even more.
"You who love to open your mouth to say nothing" He said pushing his harden member against her core "will make good use of it..."
He pulled back and released his member from its prison of fabric. Pansy had the wonderful idea to let him commando and had sat to see his reaction.
"What a naughty little witch you are..."
"If you only knew!"
"I think, Miss Parkinson, your punishment awaits you," He said, indicating his erected member.
Merlin! He could not restrain a groan of satisfaction when he felt her give a lick, followed by a kiss on his cock. She licked his penis along its length before taking it in her mouth, one hand at the base of his manhood. He let out another groan as she took his balls in her other hand and began to play with them, massaging it occasionally before pressing between his testicles and his anus. New kisses on his hard and throbbing member, followed by the tongue of his beloved annoying the crown of his sex.
"Aaaaaah! Your mouth is magic Miss Parkinson!"
"You... have... seen... nothing... Professor..." She managed to say between some back and forth from her mouth.
She quickened the pace, without hesitating to provoke a feeling of suction and Ron felt ready to cum.
"I'm... cuming… soon..."
When he felt her moan after his words, he knew he would not last long. He exploded when he felt one of the fingers of his wonderful wife teasing his puckered hole. He watched her swallow every drop of his seeds. Pansy stood up and looked straight into his eyes before licking a drop of his semen that had escaped from her mouth. He thought he almost came a second time seeing it... Ready return the favor, he gently sat her on the desk and began to remove the thong she wore while kissing her sex when the fire roared. He had no time for anything when he heard his eldest daughter scream.
"My eyes! Aaaaaaaaaah! My eyes!"
Iris had seen the most horrible thing ever! Her father between the legs of her mother! The absolute horror! She might never close her eyes without seeing this scene. Their compromising position had burnt her retina! And all because of Victoire who insisted to have her coral nail polish when that color was absolutely awful on her! Victoire! She would kill her!
"I've never seen anything, we'll never talk about that moment and I'll find out a way to Obliviate myself. Meanwhile, close the fucking fireplace!"
It goes without saying that this was exactly what her parents did before resuming to where they were!
So, did you like it ? To those who despise Iris, did you like Victoire's revenge ?
Next chapter will have really hot stuff, Harry will be more than sexy...
Thanks to my lovely reviewers, You're the best !