Back to Ron's point of View. But before I start, I want you guys to know that I'm sorry if it seems like I'm bashing Ron- I love Ron! I would try to bash Ron on purpose. But if him finding someone else is what you mean by bashing him, then you're wrong that's just a key factor to my story.

Whatever.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Chapter 13:

The house was dark and quiet. It was storming outside and on the inside it was dark, even though the clock read 1:34 A.M. I poured a glass of firewhiskey and lit the fireplace in the dining room with the flick of a wand. I took a seat at the dining room table and gulped down my drink.

The house was empty except for Autumn and Hermione.

Hermione. I couldn't decide whether to feel sorry for her or be angry at her. I mean why is she still with him? The prick cheated on her five times. I wonder why she stayed with him for so long.

Whatever the reason I don't like him, truthfully I never have. I'd never been able to put my finger on it for whatever reason.

At least I had a good reason for staying with Samantha. She was 'pregnant', if she hadn't been I would've dumped her in a second. She's too bloody obssesive. Before telling me she was pregant, she barely let me speak to my family.

I wonder what life would've been like if I would've just stayed with Hermione, surely a hell of a lot better than this. I probably should've stayed with her.

It's not too late you know?, a voice in my head asked me. I rolled my eyes. of course it was too late, she's engaged. But she's not in love, she said so herself. And to be honest it would scare me if she did fall in love with someone else. Maybe you love her.

Why deny it? Maybe I still do. But I doubt she does. It's alot harder to fall out of love than you think, even if it's a whole bloody six years later. Maybe it's just because it's her. She's everything any man would want. Smart, funny, beautiful, and nice. What more could you ask for? Which is exactly why that Autumn bloke doesn't deserve her. I don't even deserve her.

And as if on cue, Hermione walked in.

"Where's everyone", she asked.

"Well Samantha should be at her parents' house. Harry and Ginny thought I could use some time to myself so they went back to their house. My mum stopped by earlier though, she's the one who kicked Samantha out. Nearly hexed her in the process", I replied with a small chuckle.

"Well are you okay", she asked silently. I studied her for a really long time. She hadn't changed very much. Nothing except for her hair, but even that was still wild and curly. She still had those beautiful brown eyes.

"Yeah I'm alright", I replied, turning away from her. She took a seat in the seat next to me.

"Are you sure you're okay?", she asked, "You don't look so good."

"Well, gee, thanks", I replied jokingly, but she apparently didn't get it.

"Sorry", she said.

"It's alright", I replied.

"Well are you hungry, I can make you something if you want", she suggested.

"Hermione, I told you I was fine. Seriously, I'm okay", I replied, "Besides, I ate a bag of chocolate frogs, I don't need anything else."

"Ron, that's not healthy", she said. I hadn't really eaten an entire bag of chocolate frogs, I just wanted to hear her lecture me like sh used too. Hmm, never thought I'd missed those. "You could ruin your teeth with all of the sugar that stuff contains. And honestly Ron, first thing in the morning?"

I watched her again, not really listening to anything else she was saying. I wondered if she'd shagged her fiance yet. Well of course she has, the bloke's a bloody shag-aholic.

"Where's Autumn", I asked her.

"What? Oh, have no idea. I didn't see him when I'd gotten up. He probably went out for breakfast since no one cooked any", she said.

"Why are you marrying him so early. I mean you practically just started dating", I said without thinking. She was quiet for a really long time.

"Well because he loves me and I love him, so I guess it was bound to happen anyway", she said.

"I thought you didn't love him", I replied.

"Well, I- I don't know. I still care about him."

"Just because you care about him doesn't mean you have to marry him. Especially considering he cheats on you", Ron said, "You deserve so much better than that. And it's not fair to you or him to marry someone you don't love."

"Well you were going to marry Samantha and I know you didn't love her", she replied.

"That's different, she was 'pregnant'."

"How would that have been fair to the baby or her if you didn't love her", she asked.

"I don't know. But he obviously doesn't love you or else he wouldn't have cheated on you in the first place", I replied angrily. She didn't reply, we just sat there in utter silence.

"Ron, can I ask you something", she asked me. I turned to her to hear her question. She looked nervous and was really quiet for a long time.

"I thought about this so long last night when we got back. And asking you seemed easy until now", she took a deep breath and looked down at her legs, "Can you kiss me, just one last time. It doesn't have to mean anything to you, I just really need you to kiss me one last time."

I didn't even hesitate to tilt her chin up and press my lips onto hers. She placed her hands on the side of my face. She stood up and deepened the kiss. She ran her tongue across my teeth lightly. She tasted like spearmint mouthwash. The palms of her hands were soft and warm against my face.
I hadn't realized how much I missed her until now. How just the slightest touch was enough to make my heart race, or how the feel of her soft lips against mine was enough to make me feel like I was making a quick stop to heaven. And I didn't want this kiss to be the last one we'd ever had. My hands had somehow made their way against her waist. And my heart dropped when we had to finally come up for air. But I continued to kiss her, but on anything else but her lips, they'd gotten far too much attention within the past three minutes or so. I kissed her neck, causing her to shiver a little. She gripped my shoulders hard, and placed her hands on my legs. I didn't know whether to be nevous or not. I mean this would be our first time together. I'd shagged before, but never her. And I was torn between feeling excited or not thinking at all. But Hermione was already pulling up my shirt so I suppose it was decided that I wasn't going to think. I was just going to make it as memorable as possible. She kissed me again, more passionate and lustful than sweet and slow. My hands traveled up her shirt and I ran them up her smooth skin. I stood up and we held each other as we kissed. I pulled her closer to me and she took off her robe. Leaving her in a simple black nightgown. I ran my hands up and down her arms slowly, trying to take in as much enjoyment I could. Her skin was so silky, almost as smooth and pillow soft as her lips. She took off her nightgown and tossed it on the ground with her robe. We kissed again but she broke it really quick. And just as I was about to ask why she did it she began to trail kisses down my neck, chest, and my torse until she reached my pants. She undid my pants and I wiggled out of them. She pulled out my dining room chair and pushed my shoulders gently, guiding me to sit down on it. I was about to ask her why, but she silenced me immidiately when she straddled me as I sat down. We were facing each other now and just as she was about to kiss me I stopped her.

"Are you sure you want to do this", I asked her. As great as everything was going I didn't want it to be forced, I wanted to be 100% sure she was doing this willingly. I wasn't entirely sure she wanted to lookback and remember that our first time was on a dining room chair.

"Of course", she replied incredulously, "Did you want to?"

"Absolutely", I replied. We kissed again and I unclasped her bra, "Ready?" She nodded and stood up to get out of her panties. I stood up and took off my boxers and we got back into our original position. I went inside of her for the first time ever and it was wonderful. She was really tight but somehow it didn't seem to hurt her at all. Her insides were warm and wet. Absolutely amazing. She went up and down, and I tried my best to contribute sitting down. It was very difficult, not just because of the position but, because it felt so spectacular that I just wanted to stay stock still and live in the moment. I pulled her closer into me so it would be easier for her, and a lot better for me. I felt a little selfish at first but she did seem to like it a lot more. We moaned and groaned until we both finally released. Her body felt moist and heated against mine. Our hearts were racing and my head head was spinning. It was such an amazing feeling. I felt like I had a ton of bricks lifted off my shoulders. She pressed her lips onto mine for a brief moment.

"That was amazing", she said slightly out of breath.

"Amazing is an understatement", I replied. She smiled and gave me another brief kiss before getting of of me and putting on her clothes.

I put my clothes on too and pulled her into another kiss.

"That was a great last kiss, huh?", she asked.

"It depends. Does it have to be our last?", I asked her quietly.

"No, not at all", she replied. I kissed her again, and not long after we were shagging again, and again, and several times after that until we both fell asleep.

Hope you guys enjoyed it, it was about time I provided some smut, huh?

Sincerely,

Jay