Swimsuits and Cedar Point
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry, Ron, Hermione, or any of the other characters. If I did, I'd have all the money and definitely have rewritten that epilogue.
"Hey, Harry! How about this one?"
Harry turned from the rack of sunglasses he was looking through to see what Ron was talking about. He laughed when he saw the hideous green and red suit his friend was holding and shook his head.
"You'd look like a sick salamander," he retorted, turning his head in the direction of the fitting room that Hermione had disappeared into nearly ten minutes previous. "You O.K., Hermione?" he asked, heading over to the door he knew she was behind.
"Yes," Hermione answered, "I'm just not sure of this swimsuit."
"Well, why don't you come out and let me and Ron tell you what we think?"
"No, I don't think so. I'll get the first one that I tried on. It's the one that I like the most and I really don't look all that good in this one. Sort of like a toad."
Harry shuddered involuntarily as he remembered Umbridge at the mention of toads. Hermione stepped out of the dressing room a minute later and they headed to the front of the department store to pay for their purchases as Ron picked out a gold and green suit that complimented his hair rather than clashing with it.
"Ron, calm down. It's not as bad as it looks," Harry chuckled from behind his friend. He grinned at Hermione, who was sitting to his right. Ron was whimpering softly as he watched what was going on ahead of them.
"Not that bad?" Ron moaned over his shoulder as he heard a series of screams. "I can't believe I let you talk me into this, Hermione!"
They began to move slowly forward and Ron's whimpering grew more pronounced, causing the teenaged girl next to him to ask if he was all right.
"Don't worry about him," Harry answered her. "He'll be fine."
They started climbing the first hill and the whimpers stopped. Harry looked up and saw Ron's arms were shaking with the effort of holding onto the harness. The front car reached the crest of the hill and began to plummet off the other side, dragging the others with it. Hermione let out a piercing shriek as the rollercoaster's track, above their heads, turned to the right, making it appear as if they were going to crash into the trees in front of them. Harry laughed with delight and amusement at his friends' reactions. As the ride continued, Ron relaxed and enjoyed it, screaming with laughter as they sped around curves and down the final hill.
"I wanna go again!" he exclaimed when they'd exited the car and headed towards the stairs to the ground.
"How 'bout this? You go on it again with Hermione, and I'll go wait for you by Thunder Canyon."
Hermione turned a horror struck gaze to him.
"Thunder Canyon?" she asked. "After the..." she looked up behind her at the name of the rollercoaster. "Iron Dragon, you want me to ride something called 'Thunder Canyon'?" She sat down on the edge of a bench. "And I don't think I'm ready to ride that again so soon, Ron." She waved her hand weakly at the Dragon.
"Actually," said Harry. "Apart from the Mine Ride and the Kid Coasters, the Iron Dragon is the tamest rollercoaster here." He gestured around to the Corkscrew and the Raptor to make his point, then sat next to Hermione. "And as for Thunder Canyon, it's not what you think. Snake River Falls is the one you want to watch out for. You wanna come with me and I'll show you while Ron goes on the Dragon again?" He looked at her as he stood up. She glanced past him to Ron, who nodded quickly, the expression on his face saying, 'Are you kidding? You have to think about it? Go on!' She nodded and held out a hand to Harry.
"Ron," Harry said, taking it and helping her to her feet. "When you get off, we'll be down that way." He pointed down a shady path. "Just keep going to the right, follow the sound of the water, and you'll find Snake River Falls on the other side of Thunder Canyon. Head over to it and we'll be sitting on the bench there." Ron nodded, gave Hermione a wink, and joined the line of the Iron Dragon again.
"Come on, Harry." He started, looking around at Hermione. She was standing about thirty feet away in the direction he'd pointed. He realized then he must have been staring at Ron for a bit. He followed after Hermione, glancing back over his shoulder.
"What was that about?" he asked when he'd caught up.
"What?"
"Ron winked at you. Why'd he do that?"
"Haven't a clue. Now come on, or he'll be there before we are." Harry looked back once more and shrugged, then led the way to the bench.
"What's this?" Hermione asked when they'd sat down. Harry looked up to where she was pointing.
"This is Snake River Falls," he replied, turning to look at her. She was staring at it, awestruck.
"Can we go on it?" Harry laughed.
"After what you said back by the Iron Dragon about Thunder Canyon's name and what I told you about this one," he jerked his head toward the ride where several people were shrieking as their boat slid down a waterfall into the water at the bottom. "You want to go on it?" She nodded, and clasped her hands in front of her, a pleading look on her face. "All right," he laughed again. "We'll go on it as soon as Ron gets here."
"Can't we go now?" Hermione asked. "I wanna go on it right now. Ron can wait for us for a minute, can't he? That's what we're doing for him."
"O.K.! O.K.! Come on, we'll go on it now." He led her over to the line and they got into the middle row of what looked to Hermione to be a gigantic log. Harry pulled the bar down over their laps, and a minute later, the ride began to move. It rattled them along on its chain to the top of a twenty some odd foot hill then leveled off, moving slowly around the corners with the current, then they found themselves looking down upon the people watching from the line, under the trees and on a bridge that was the exit from the ride. Harry had only the briefest moment to see that Ron wasn't at the bench yet before the boat tipped forward and dropped at a seventy-five degree angle to the water below. Hermione screamed all the way down. They slammed into the water, then the back end hit as well, showering all the people with two waves of water. Hermione had managed to avoid most of it and laughed hysterically when she saw Harry's hair plastered to his head.
"Just wait, Granger," he growled laughingly, wiping the streams of water out of his eyes and putting his glasses back on. "You'll get yours in a minute." They got out of the boat and started across the bridge. Harry stopped Hermione in the middle. "Hang on, you've got to see this."
"What?" He didn't answer, but she found out a minute later when the next boat landed in the water. A third wave drenched the people standing on the bridge, Hermione catching the full force of it as Harry had placed her right against the rail.
"Harry James Potter!" she cried, chasing him back around to the bench where Ron was now sitting, looking confused. He heard Hermione's yell, and looked up to see his two friends, dripping wet, racing around a group of Japanese tourists towards him.
"What happened to you?" he asked as Harry flew past him and attempted to hide behind the bench.
"Just gave Hermione what she deserved after she laughed at me on Snake River Falls," he laughed, poking his head up from behind Ron to see if she'd stopped chasing him. What he saw made his jaw drop. Hermione had stripped off her t-shirt and was wringing it out on the ground. She was wearing the suit she'd bought underneath, a string bikini in pale pink and gold, and it showed off her curves quite nicely, if the looks she was getting from passing males was any indication.
"Nice suit, Hermione," Ron said.
"Thanks," she answered, attempting to pull her shirt back on. After struggling with it for a few seconds, she gave up and tugged it off again. "It was the one that looked the best on me."
"I'll say," Harry said, coming out from behind the bench. Ron and Hermione looked at him in surprise. Harry realized what he'd said and blushed furiously. "I mean..." he attempted to explain.
"It's O.K., Harry," Hermione laughed. "Thank you for the compliment."
"You're welcome," he muttered, still blushing. Ron winked at Hermione again, but this time, Harry did not see. He was too absorbed in the battle his mind was waging with his body. When he'd somewhat gained control of himself again, he cleared his throat. "Well, ready to go on Thunder Canyon?" He headed off, leaving the other two to follow him.
"Hermione!" Ron whispered as they started after Harry. "I don't know what you're up to, but don't stop!"
"What are you talking about?"
"You can't tell me that you didn't see the way Harry was looking at you just now. His eyes were practically out of his head!"
"That was because he's never seen me in a bikini, Ron. He was just surprised that I would choose to wear something like this, that's all." Ron snorted unbelievingly. "What?"
"Have you forgotten the 'compliment' he gave you already? You were making him drool on himself, 'Mione. And being a guy, I know when another guy is trying to hide a certain physical state, and Harry was almost to that point." They caught up with Harry and halted their conversation.
The line moved quickly and they soon found themselves buckled into seats in a large round boat that had about two inches of water in its bottom.
"It's not going to sink is it?" Hermione whispered to Harry, who was on her left. He didn't answer, and she turned to look at him. "Harry?" He jumped and whipped his head towards her.
"Sorry, what?"
"This boat, it isn't going to sink is it?" She indicated the water at their feet. Harry shook his head.
"No, it's because of the small waterfalls that we'll be going through." She nodded, satisfied with his explanation and settled herself in as the last person buckled their seatbelt. Harry was feeling very unnerved about her appearance and the fact that he still hadn't totally won the war that he was fighting to keep his blood where it belonged. He knew that her suit was going to become even more soaked on this ride and the falls were sometimes extremely cold. That may be a help to him while they were on the boat, but he knew what cold temperatures did to a woman's upper body. That thought made him shift position as they neared the first fall.
"What did I tell you?" Ron whispered to Hermione. He nodded towards Harry, having seen his friend's actions.
"What are you on about now?" she retorted. The boat sailed through the waterfall, the people on the far side of the boat squealing as they were drenched. Ron leaned closer to her to ensure that he wouldn't be overheard.
"Harry's got a raging hard on." Hermione's jaw dropped just as the boat spun around and she was hit by a second waterfall that was right behind her. When they'd exited the boat and made their way from the ride, Harry pulled Hermione a little ways back so Ron wouldn't overhear him. She flushed hearing his words, knowing what was behind them.
"Tell me what you want."
"What do you mean?"
"Don't act innocent, Hermione." She turned at the end of the path and stopped short. Harry's green eyes were feverish with desire. "You know what I meant. Tell me what you want and I'll do it. Here and now."
"Harry," Hermione giggled. "You can't do what I want you to do here." She resumed her course after Ron. "You'd get arrested for obscenity."
"Hang on," Harry said, catching up to her and touching her wrist lightly. "Isn't there 'anything' that I can do?" She looked down, back up and smiled.
"You're really uncomfortable, aren't you?" He nodded, biting his lower lip. She took his hand. "Come with me." She moved through the park, past Ron, who was shaking the water out of his hair. He saw she was searching for something. She looked back over her shoulder as she pulled Harry behind a closed up building. She saw Ron grin and wink at her again as the two of them disappeared from sight.
Harry looked around the secluded area she'd brought them to for a second, and gasped when her hands went straight for the zipper of his shorts. She had it down, pulled him free, and was on her knees before him in a matter of seconds.
"Oh my God!" Harry hissed when her lips circled around the blood engorged tip of his erection. He wet his lips with his tongue and looked down to watch what she was doing to him. He repeated himself and she looked up into his eyes.
"You like this?" she asked, stroking his length in her fist before taking him as far as she could into her warm wet mouth. Harry's answer was to take hold of the sides of her head, wrapping his fingers in her wet hair. It was taking a fair bit of concentration for him to let her continue instead of pulling her up and sinking his throbbing member deep into her body.
"Oh, Merlin, Hermione," he moaned softly. "That feels incredible!"
"You know what you can do for me right now?" she asked pulling back to stroke him again. He shook his head. "Exactly what you're already doing. Just enjoy this." With that, she began sucking him with absolute abandon. In the back of his mind, Harry knew this wasn't a good place to be getting a blow job, someone could come around the corner any second. but that thought only served to excite him more, and it wasn't much longer that he had to warn Hermione that he was about to errupt. She simply turned shining brown eyes to his green and added her hand into the act.
"Oh, God!" Harry panted, feeling it almost on top of him. "Hermione, ooohh, I'm going to... UUNNNNHHH!" His hips smasmed, he jerked under her hands, and her mouth was flooded by his hot, salty fluid. She swallowed repeatedly, pumping him for the last drops, then licked him clean until he'd gone completely soft.
"Do I have any around my mouth?" she asked cheekily when he was covered and his clothes were straightened.
"No," he sighed.
"Good. That would have been awkward." She stood up and held out her hand. He took it and followed out to where Ron was waiting by a caricature booth.
"Have fun?" he chuckled when they reached him. Hermione grinned, Harry blushed.
"I know Harry did," Hermione giggled, causing Harry's flush to deepen considerably.
"So what's next?" Ron asked. "I'm getting hungry. Can we get lunch?"
"Sure," said Harry, clearing his throat to help rid himself of his self-consciousness. "But trust me, you don't want to eat the food in most of the booths here. We'll go to the Red Garter."
"The what?" Ron queried as he hurried to catch up with the other two. Harry had started off as soon as he'd said where they were going, and as he was still holding Hermione's hand, she'd gone with him.
"The Red Garter Saloon," Harry said a minute later when they'd arrived at the building. He pulled open the door and let the other two in ahead of him. Hermione shivered a bit in the air conditioning and after a quick drying charm hidden behind Harry, slipped her shirt back on.
"What's the stage for?" Ron asked as they sat down near the stairs.
"They do shows in here," Harry answered, looking down at the paper he'd grabbed by the doorway. "Not for a while, though. We'll have time to eat, then we can stay for the first show, or we can head back out into the park."
"What kind of show is it, Harry?" Hermione asked when their orders had been taken and they were sipping their drinks. Harry took a gulp of his iced tea before answering her. He needed a second to calm what her voice did to him now.
"Oldies Rock and Roll," he said finally, shifting in his chair as their server brought their food. 'How am I going to get through the rest of the day knowing she can do that with her mouth?' This thought stayed with him throughout the rest of the day, during the ride back to their Apparition point, and while they were carrying their belongings back into the house after he'd parked the car in the driveway.
Harry waited until Ron had gone upstairs to get ready for bed and headed to the formal kitchen where Hermione was hiding the fudge she'd bought in the refrigerator where Ron wouldn't think to look for and eat all of it before she could sample it.. He walked right up behind her and she bumped into him as she straightened up and closed the door.
"Harry!" she exclaimed, jumping a bit, spinning around and bringing a hand up to her chest. "You startled me."
"Hermione, please," he begged softly. She smiled knowingly and shook her head.
"You made a deal with me, Harry."
"Then tell me what you want!" he pleaded, falling back against the counter behind him. Hermione thought for a second, then moved in front of Harry and whispered in his ear. His eyes were wide with disbelief when she pulled back to look at him. "You're joking, right?"
"Absolutely not. I want you to do this very much, and you 'did' promise to do whatever I wanted you to do. You're not going to back out now, are you?"
"No! I just think that this is a bit extreme to find out how far I'd go to make love to you."
"Well, if you're not going to do it..." She moved away toward the door.
"Wait!" He crossed the room in two strides. "I didn't say that I 'wouldn't' do it."
"So then you will?" Harry closed his eyes briefly and nodded. "Good. Come on." She grabbed his hand, dragging him towards the stairs.
"What, you want me to do it now?" he asked as he was pulled along to the second floor.
"Of course, like I've always said, 'Don't put off till tomorrow what you can do today'."
She raised her hand, knocked on the door, and after they'd been bid to enter, shoved Harry into Ron's room.