"Ginny? Lav?" Hermione asked as sat down at the breakfast table. Today was a Hogsmeade day and Hermione had a question for her friends. The redhead and the brunette (Hermione still couldn't get used to Lavender's new hair) looked up from their food. They were both dressed in muggle clothes and ready for the Hogsmeade trip.
"Yeah?" Ginny asked.
"I have some Christmas presents to buy and I was wondering if you two would help me today?" Hermione asked. "I figured we could ditch the boys when they go to Zonko's?"
Ginny nodded, "Sounds perfect. I have some presents I need to buy too."
"As do I." Lavender said.
Hermione needed a day of girl talk so she was happy that Ginny and Lavender seemed keen on going off on their own. After breakfast they walked down to Hogsmeade with the boys. They spent the morning as a group. After spending some time at the Three Broomsticks the boys went to Zonko's and the girls went to do their shopping.
"Dean asked me to go home with him for Christmas," Hermione said as they were walking.
"What?!" Ginny and Lavender exclaimed simultaneously.
They stopped walking, "Why did you didn't you say something sooner?" Ginny asked. "This is a big deal."
"Is it?" Hermione asked.
Lavender nodded, "A guy doesnt take you home to meet his parents unless he loves you. Period."
Hermione hesitated, "Ron introduced me to his parents when we were 12," she said.
Ginny waved, "That was different. You were just kids and just friends back then. Dean is your boyfriend and he wants you to meet his parents. This is a big deal."
Hermione scrunched up her nose, "I think he just felt sorry for me because he knew I would spend Christmas alone."
"I don't think so," Ginny said. "I think he is trying to take your relationship to another level."
Hermione thought about that as they went into the bookstore. Was Ginny right?
Seamus was staring at Dean opened mouth, "You did what?" he looked horrified.
"I asked Hermione to go home with me for Christmas," Dean repeated, he didn't see the big deal.
Neville and Seamus exchanged a look. "That's a big step, mate," Neville told him.
"What?" Dean asked.
"You are introducing her to your parents, taking her to your home, sharing a holiday with her," Seamus said. "Might as well buy a ring."
Dean rolled his eyes, "You're crazy," he said. "She spent almost every summer and breaks at the Weasley's."
"And she and Ron were seriously in love," Seamus nodded.
"Well, I do love her," Dean said. He hadn't told Hermione that but he was planning on it before break.
"Are you in love with her?" Neville asked.
"I think I might be, yes," Dean told them.
The boys exchanged another look and then Seamus said, "You need to be sure. Real sure."
Dean wanted to change the subject, "How are you and Lavender?"
Seamus growled, "I can't make any headway because she has been too busy flirting with our professor," he complained.
"At least Charlie isn't flirting with her," Neville said.
"Oh? What about the look he gives her? The jokes? " Seamus countered.
"I think that is just how he is," Dean replied. "You remember Fred and George flirted with everything in a skirt that wasn't related to them."
"True," Seamus conceded. "I still don't like it."
"I know," Dean and Neville replied. The boys started laughing and decided to go to the Quidditch shop.
Hermione not only bought gifts for all of her friends, for Professor McGonagall and all of the Weasley but all of Dean's family as well. At first she just intended to buy one present for Dean's parents but then decided to get one for his mom and one for his stepdad. Then she felt bad for his siblings so she was going to buy one present for all four of Dean's siblings but she couldn't decide on one present that would be good for two boys and two girls ages ranging from 11 to 16. So, she broke down and bought them one gift each. She was going to go broke. She bought two presents for Dean and hoped that he would like them.
When the girls finished their Christmas shopping Ginny and Lavender said they had a stop to make. Hermione was thoroughly embarrassed when they dragged her into a lingerie store in Hogsmeade that she had never even noticed before.
"What are we doing here?" Hermione hissed as Ginny and Lavender perused the selections.
"I need some bras," Ginny replied.
"Hey Gin?" Lavender asked, "What is Charlie's favorite color?"
Ginny scratched her head, "Red, I guess, why?" Then she gave Lavender a horrified look, "Oh geez! Ew! No!"
"What?" Lavender asked with a smile.
"You can't like my brother," Ginny told her.
"Why?" Lavender asked.
"Well, we can start with the fact that he is your professor, then move onto the fact that he is eight years older than you and end with the fact that he is a player," Ginny supplied.
"He is?" Lavender huffed and then she narrowed her eyes, "What is wrong with your brothers?"
"Nothing," Ginny replied. "Aside from Ron my brothers all treat woman very well. I said Charlie was a player not a cheat. Every girl he goes out with knows the score. He doesnt miss treated them he just doesnt do commitment."
"Challenge accepted," Lavender winked.
Ginny just rolled her eyes. She looked at Hermione, "You should buy something nice," she said.
"I don't think so," Hermione blushed. "I don't do lingerie. If Dean doesnt like me in sweatpants then he can find another girl."
"I am not suggesting a leather bustier and crocthless panties," Ginny told her. "Just some fancy knickers and a matching bra. Maybe a pretty nightgown. You know in lieu of the cotton stuff you are so find of."
Hermione was thoughtful as she looked around. Some of the stuff in here was way over the top but some of it was fairly tame. Maybe she would treat herself. She and Dean had been talking about sex. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to be prepared with something nice.
Hermione ended up buying a pretty black satin nightgown and a few pairs of lacy bra and knickers sets. After they left the store Hermione said, "Let's go and find the boys before we go broke."
They met with the boys in honeydukes and shortly thereafter returned to the castle. That evening Gryffindor had a Quidditch match against Ravenclaw and Ginny wanted to practice after lunch.
The second Quidditch Game of the season didn't go as well as the first. Gryffindor won of course but they didn't score a single goal and two players sustained injuries. The only reason Gryffindor finally won was because their seeker caught the snitch.
The two injured players, Ginny and Dean, were taken to the Hospital wing and treated for minor bludger related injuries. They were released by 10:00 in the evening. Hermione met them at the hospital wing and walked them back to Gryffindor Tower.
Ginny went to bed after bidding Hermione and Dean goodnight. Hermione and Dean went into their common room. "Want to go to bed?" Hermione asked.
Dean was lying on the couch. He grinned, "Are you propositioning me, Ms. Granger?" He winked at her.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "You're injured, Mr. Thomas," she reminded him.
"It was hardly anything and I am healed," he told her.
"Are you in pain?" Hermione asked.
Dean shook his head, "Believe it or not, no."
"Good," Hermione said.
Dean hauled himself off the couch, "I am going to shower though because I smell like a Quidditch locker room," he gave her a chaste kiss on the mouth. "See you in a bit."
Hermione sat down on the couch and pulled out some homework. She tried to study. She did. But her mind kept going back to Dean. She could hear the shower running. Her mind drifted back to the night she caught Dean pleasuring himself and moaning her name. Hermione shivered. There was strange feeling in stomach and a heat radiating to her nether regions. She was feeling this more and more lately. She didn't know how long she could resist him?
Why was she trying? Well, she didn't want to be a slag. But would it make her a slag to give into these feelings and take what she wanted? She and Dean were a couple. They had been for months. She was sure she loved him though she hadn't said it. From what Ginny and Lavender said he might love her too. So, was it time? She wanted it to be time.
Hermione tried to go back to her studies but her concentration was blown now. So, she packed her stuff up and went upstairs. She deposited her bag on her desk and threw herself on the bed. A short while later she heard the shower turn off and Dean's bedroom door opened and closed. She sat up on her elbows and her eyes scanned the room. They rested on the bag from the lingerie shop. She was going to do it. Tonight.
Hermione grabbed the bag and went into the bathroom. She saw Dean had finished getting dressed. His bedroom door was open. "I was coming to look for you," he said with a smile.
"I am going to shower," she told him.
"I will be waiting for you in here," Dean said. Hermione shut the door and locked it. She stripped out of her clothes and jumped into the shower. She cleaned herself quickly. She shaved her legs and other areas. She only shaved her lower area for hygiene purposes but now she was kind of glad she made that choice.
When she was done she rubbed herself down with lotion and tried to do something with her rats nest of a head. She tried two spells which finally tamed the curls. Hermione's hand was shaking as she put the lingerie bag on the counter. She pulled out the night gown deciding a bra was unnecessary but what about knickers? Could she go in there with no knickers? Was she that kind of girl? What did it matter? If all went to plan he would see her in all her glory soon, right?
Hermione decided to be brave and go without knickers. It was a night of firsts. She slipped on the black nightgown. It fell mid thigh, it had spaghetti straps and a sweetheart neckline. It draped on her thin frame beautifully. It made her look like a woman and feel like a woman. Hermione decided not to wear makeup. It would be too much.
Hermione put her dressing gown on and opened Dean's door. He was sitting cross-legged on his bed and looked like he was drawing. "You feel ok?" Hermione asked as she came in. "No pain still?"
"I am fine," Dean replied without looking up.
Hermione sighed, "Ok, good," she replied. She took hold of the slash on her dressing gown and said, "Please don't laugh at me?"
"About what?" Dean asked. This time he looked up. He stared at he in confusion.
"About this," Hermione said and she pulled the dressing gown off. She let it fall to the floor behind her. Dean's eyes widened when he saw the nightgown. She heard him suck in air. "Dean?"
"Uhhh," was the response she got.
"You ok?" she said.
Dean nodded. He seemed unable to say anything.
Hermione crossed her arms over herself. This was crazy and she started to regret her rash decision. He didn't seem too interested. He was just sitting there. "I will go," Hermione said. She turned around to grab her dressing gown. Before she could reach it Dean was on his feet and across the room.
"Don't you dare," Dean hissed. He wrapped his muscular arms around her waist and pulled her into a searing kiss. He pulled Hermione flush against his body. She gasped at the contact and Dean's tongue entered her mouth. Hermione sighed as his tongue propped her mouth and messaged her tongue.
"Why have I never seen this before?" Dean asked running his hands down the soft material.
"It's new," Hermione said. "I bought it today,"
Dean chuckled as he kissed her neck."Did you have plans for me, Hermione?" The husky tone to his voice made Hermione shiver.
"No plans," Hermione said. "I bought it to be prepared and then I couldn't the idea out of my head."
Dean pulled away and smiled a wicked smile at her. His eyes dark with lust, "Bed?" he asked.
Hermione nodded, "Yes please?"
Dean started kissing her again. He walked backwards until his legs hit the mattress and he fell backwards pulling Hermione on top of him.