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The Weasley's rarely Apparated from within their house, but there were always exceptions. This was one of them. Within a few moments they were standing in the cosy living room of Ginny's cottage at Holyhead. Hermione went to sit on the arm of one of the armchairs to steady herself from the ride. She would be really glad when she could Apparate herself again.

She set her bag down as Ginny had gone off into the kitchen. Hermione already felt more relaxed, she loved the cottage and was so comfortable knowing it was just herself and Ginny there.

Ginny walked back into the room again. Hermione went up to her and embraced her tightly; she could feel all the tension drop from her shoulders.

"Do you want something to drink?" Ginny asked. "Anything? Just ask and I will oblige," she said pulling back from the hug and smiling at the brunette.

"No. I just want you, Ginny," Hermione said, her eyes fiercely focused onto Ginny's, her brown eyes darker than ever.

"You have me," Ginny managed to answer, aware that she was taking faster, more shallow breaths.

Hermione didn't pause for long and placed her hands against Ginny's cheeks, and brought their lips together. She slid one of her hands into Ginny's red hair, as their lips danced to their own rhythm. The brunette was first to push her tongue forwards, seeking entry, which Ginny gave immediately. Ginny had her arms around Hermione, with a hand sliding down the length of her girlfriend's back and rested on her backside, giving it a squeeze, causing Hermione to moan into her mouth, and push closer against her.

They broke apart momentarily, with Ginny unable to stop a laugh, she then reached for Hermione's hand and led her upstairs to the bedroom. The woman had hardly got through the door before Hermione had her backed up against the closed door, kissing her hard, while now fiddling in front of her to undo the buttons on Ginny's shirt.

Finally Hermione had the shirt undone and slid her hands down from the redhead's neck to inside her shirt to cup and lightly squeeze Ginny's bra-covered breasts. She lowered her head and kissed a path along each collarbone, and down to the valley between those beautiful breasts, before kissing the tops of them which were visible. Ginny had a hand in Hermione's hair almost holding her to her chest, her head back, breathing fast and whimpering ever so slightly.

Ginny took her shirt off completely, briefly kissing Hermione on the lips as they moved to the bed. Ginny sat while Hermione stood before her and the redhead started to unbutton the brunette's shirt. She soon had the garment open and moved her face to the middle of her chest, kissing and licking the flesh she found there. Hermione rested her hands on her girlfriend's shoulders to support herself.

Hermione then took off her shirt and Ginny wrapped her arms around her to unhook her bra, gently and slowly freeing her prize; with the bra discarded, she was able cup and knead those gorgeous breasts before her, flicking her thumbs over the nipples, feeling Hermione's whole body shiver with pleasure.

"Now you," Hermione said reaching around Ginny to remove her bra also. The pair lay down on the bed, both now topless, soft hands exploring soft flesh as their lips joined. Hermione's lips were demanding and needy, wanting to give and show her love for Ginny as well as kiss away all the upset of the day. The redhead was making Hermione literally melt as she worshipped the brunette's breasts.

Hermione's hand slid between them, pushing through to cup Ginny's crotch through her trousers. Ginny moaned louder as her hips involuntarily thrust towards Hermione's hand. The brunette moved the hand to the waist of the black trousers, undoing the top button and sliding the zip down. Hermione slid her tongue into the redhead's mouth again at the same time her hand dived into her girlfriend's trousers, and inside her underwear, immediately sliding a finger into the wet slit she found there.

The brunette moaned into Ginny's mouth, and kissed her way across her jaw, and neck and whispered in a husky voice thick with want. "You're sooo wet. Is it all for me? Hm?"

Ginny's hips bucked against her questing finger and hand again. "Yesss. You're the only one who makes me like that," she managed to say between deep breaths.

The red-haired woman wanted better contact and broke away for a moment to slide off her trousers and underwear, now completely naked under the gaze and hand of Hermione as they lay side by side. Her girlfriend decided to discard her trousers and underwear too, wanting to feel their full contact together.

Settling back down lying on their sides looking at each other, Hermione's eyes roamed all over her girlfriend's form.

"You're so stunning, Ginny." Hermione said looking over her girlfriend's figure, trailing a hand down from Ginny's shoulder, to her breasts, to the curve of her hips and a toned thigh. "I want you so badly," the brunette added, she almost had tears in her eyes now.

Ginny reached over to cup the brunette's cheek. "Then have me. I'm yours," she said, her own voice thick with the hunger of deep desire. Ginny settled back inviting Hermione to claim her.

Hermione needed no further urging, she leaned over, lowering her body onto her girlfriend's, their breasts touching delicately and divinely, with Hermione leaning in to capture Ginny's lips again, breaking off after a time only to kiss her way to first the right breast, then the left. She took each nipple in her mouth, sucking, kissing, licking and lightly grazing her teeth against them. While her mouth worked on one nipple her hand made sure the other breast didn't feel left out.

The redhead was squirming a little and arching up into her girlfriend, almost pushing more of herself into Hermione's mouth and hand. While giving her attention to the right breast again, Hermione slid her other hand down to Ginny's mound, cupping it, and sliding two fingers into her girlfriend's hot, wet folds, immediately finding her pulsing clit, begging for her touch.

Hermione's fingers rubbed and circled her lover's bundle of nerves, Ginny moaning her pleasure, louder and louder. The brunette kissed her way up to her girlfriend's lips again, nibbling and tugging on Ginny's bottom lip. She slipped her tongue into the redhead's mouth just as she entered two fingers inside her. Ginny's eyes flew open as she threw her head back, "Oh god Yessss!" she moaned.

The brunette set a steady pace, sliding her fingers in and out of her lover, while keeping the base of her palm rubbing over her girlfriend's centre. Ginny's hips were rocking constantly and Hermione could begin to feel her tighten around her fingers. She whispered to Ginny, telling her how much she loved her, how sexy she was, and she watched her lover's face as she grew flushed and a sheen of sweat appeared over her face and body.

"Are you going to come for me? Hmm?" she urged, and her girlfriend gave a loud moan, her hips rising off the bed and stilling, before wildly bucking.

"Yesssss, Hermione! Yessss!" Ginny cried out as a powerful climax hit her, Hermione coaxing out every pulse of it with her hand, frequently kissing her lips and cheeks to soothe her.

Finally panting, with her chest heaving Ginny began to come down from her orgasm. Hermione held her, with her fingers still placed in her favourite location, inside Ginny as her inner walls continued to grip at her and spasm.

Ginny kissed her long and sweetly. "That was...bloody hell...good," Ginny spluttered out continuing to try and catch her breath.

Hermione laughed. "You're amazing, Ginny," she said, kissing her tenderly. "I love you so much."

After several minutes Hermione reluctantly slid her fingers out of her girlfriend, unable to resist licking them clean, then kissing Ginny again so she could taste herself on her lips.

Their kissing became deep again and full of passion. Hermione settled back so Ginny leaned over her, reversing their positions.

The brunette felt so alive, so attuned to feeling Ginny kissing her and her hands touching her breasts. Each kiss and touch to her chest felt like sparks of energy, causing her to wriggle and writhe under her girlfriend's touch.

She reached out to Ginny, bringing her face to hers, and kissing her again, becoming almost urgent to the point of being frantic.

"I want you so badly," she breathed out. Hermione got hold of one of Ginny's hands and guided it between her legs, wordlessly asking to be touched.

Ginny lightly rubbed at her clit, as they always did.

Except...this time Hermione felt beyond turned on, she felt desperate for her lover's touch, she felt tears forming in her eyes. Hermione was feeling such a mixture of huge emotions, but the strong feeling was her deep want and need for Ginny.

Hermione rocked her hips against Ginny's hand seeking more friction. Ginny looked at her, and saw the tears. She stilled her hand, kissing the tear that had rolled down from the corner of Hermione's eye.

"Hermione, my love?" she asked.

"Don't stop, Ginny, please don't stop," the brunette pleaded.

"I don't know...," the redhead said concerned.

"I need you, Ginny. My god I need you, make me forget. Please?" Hermione asked.

Ginny understood what Hermione meant, that she wanted Ginny to make her bad memories go away, or at least try things to see if it was possible.

The redhead smiled at her lover, before kissing her thoroughly, letting their tongues dance with each other. She began to move her fingers against Hermione's clit again, but with more purpose than usual. The brunette moaned delightfully into her mouth, her lower half rocking to the rhythm of her hand.

Hermione felt that distant burning tension building deep within her. She wanted to break through that invisible wall, the thing which that bastard had left her with. I'm better than that, Ginny is better than that.

Ginny was kissing a trail down her neck, kissing and nipping lightly at every inch of soft skin she found.

"Ginny?" Hermione almost whispered.

Her lover looked up at her and stilled her hand again, wondering if she had gone too far.

"Love me Ginny, really love me. I need you inside me," Hermione managed to say.

The redhead began moving her hand once more and raised herself up again, to lightly press her lips to her lover's. Looking her in the eyes, she carefully pushed two fingers inside Hermione, the brunette raising her hips up to meet her, moaning softly.

Another tear fell from Hermione's eye, but she wasn't distressed. She could feel Ginny, and only Ginny; her fingers moving within her; her soft, toned, gorgeous body against hers; her soft lips against her own, frequently placing featherlight kisses to her cheek, and neck too.

Ginny set a steady rhythm and Hermione could feel that familiar burning sensation become bigger and bigger. It was then she saw and heard Felgate laughing and could feel him pressing against her, but instead of giving in to him she growled back defiantly, mentally and almost physically pushing him away, moaning with the pleasure Ginny was giving her, trying to show that bastard what he would never feel and never know. He stopped laughing and began to fade. Yeah, you have nothing to laugh at now you sick shite, Hermione thought as if she were saying it to him. I've won!

Hermione could feel her insides tighten a little, as could Ginny, who circled her clit with her thumb more firmly.

"I love you Ginny," Hermione said. She was looking into Ginny's eyes; her girlfriend looking at her for any sign of distress or pain.

"You're a goddess Hermione," she picked up the pace of her thrusting fingers, beginning to feel the faintest sign of a spasm.

Oh my god, I think I'm going to to come, Hermione thought astonished. She was astounded by the fact she felt she could do it, as well as the incredible feeling she was experiencing which had last been felt so long ago.

"Yesssssss," she said out loud.

"That's it, my love. Let go. Come for me now, Hermione," Ginny encouraged.

"GINNNYYYY!" Hermione cried out as her body went over the edge, her hips writhing uncontrollably. Her inside walls gripped and spasmed around Ginny's still moving fingers as the redhead tried to draw out every bit, to give her the pleasure she had missed for so long. She still lightly rubbed against Hermione's centre with the heel of her hand and unbelievably Hermione's body went rigid for a moment again before she had another orgasm straight away. I can't bloody believe this, Hermione thought, who needs a broom, I'm flying now!

Hermione didn't get to feel much after that as she actually passed out. Her inner walls were still gripping Ginny's fingers and her whole lower body was still shaking in the throes and after effects of passion.

After a couple of minutes, Hermione opened her eyes. Great, it was all a dream, and don't tell me, I'm resting in bed again? she thought glumly. What a bloody brilliant dream though!

She turned her head and found Ginny looking at her, with tears in her eyes, smiling at her, her face showing so much love for her. She turned a little more towards her, and it was then she felt her girlfriend's fingers still very much embedded inside her.

"Oh!" Hermione panted out.

"You OK?" Ginny asked, leaning forward and kissing her cheek.

"I'm not sure, I think so." Hermione answered as she moved a little more, setting off another flinch within her,...a post-orgasmic spasm. It was all real?

"Do you want me to come out? You've been holding onto me so hard, I didn't want to just whip my fingers out until you were ready?"

Hermione smiled. "It's been so bloody long. I never thought I'd ever feel that again," she continued to smile, but another tear fell. "And no, I want you to stay there. I've wanted you inside me for ages."

"I'll stay a bit longer then," Ginny smirked and placed a kiss on Hermione's lips.

"So? It happened then?" Hermione asked, still not quite believing it.

"Oh yeah! Twice in fact!"

"Hmm," Hermione grinned, everything coming back to her, literally. "I remember."

For a few moments they just enjoyed each other's presence, placing soft kisses to soft skin.

"I fought him back," Hermione said quietly. "He was there the moment you...you entered me. But I made him go away, made him see he was a loser and had no control over me, not when you were touching me anyway." She blushed a little. "I think facing it all in the Court today, made me realize that I could face him down and that my want for you was more powerful than my fear of him. In the bedroom at least," she half-smiled.

"I love you and I'm so proud of you, Hermione," the redhead quirked her lips at the slight frown Hermione hadn't been able to hide. "No, I'm not going to blow hot air up your arse, like everyone else...although that could be interesting sexually...err...what I mean," Ginny spluttered on. "is that you faced that demon and you fought it. I would have waited for you forever and yet you still fought him, even after what you went through today. You are incredible Hermione. And my god you're good in bed!" she chuckled.

Hermione couldn't hold the frown any longer, besides it was different when Ginny told her she was 'amazing' and 'incredible'. It was from her heart, with no elaborated nonsense.

As Hermione laughed too, she set off another set of spasms between her legs. And that seemed to make both of them laugh harder.

After a while spent kissing and talking about nothing in particular, Hermione gave an enormous yawn.

"I know you hate the idea these days, but I think we should both get some rest. It's been quite a day," Ginny suggested.

The brunette vaguely nodded only half hearing, she was a bit tired now, but felt completely peaceful and content.

"I'll slide out now," Ginny said.

"I don't want you to, but I can hardly leave you in there all day can I?" Hermione blushed.

"No that's true. I can always visit you there, when you want me to though?" Ginny winked as she slowly removed her fingers from her girlfriend. Hermione whimpering slightly at the loss of fullness.

"I don't want to sleep, you know, or particularly rest," said the brunette.

Ginny looked at her with a serious face, reaching a hand to her cheek and then pressing the back of the hand to her lover's forehead, as if testing her temperature.

"What?" Hermione asked uncertainly.

"I'm wondering. A flushed hot face, sweating, shortness of breath, passing out...hmm...I'm supposed to take you back to Mum if anything like that happens." Ginny broke into a wide grin.

Hermione slapped at the investigating hand, but also started smiling, relieved that Ginny was playing around.

"And what would we tell her had happened?" Hermione put on a funny voice trying to imitate Ginny. "I don't know what happened Mum. We were fucking each other senseless and just as Hermione had a second huge orgasm she passed out?"

Ginny laughed out loud, holding her stomach. "Hermione Granger?" Ginny tried to stop her laughs to get her words out. "You're so sexy when you swear! It's adorable!"

Hermione rolled her eyes and laughed too. It was hard to be sad for long around Ginny.

"No, I'm serious, Herm. I think we should rest. You've been put through hell today, and then a little heaven," she gave a crooked devious smile. "But I think you should get some rest."

"It's still only afternoon?" Hermione protested.

"Does that matter? " Ginny asked incredulous. "You haven't got a lesson to get to? Besides this is my house and we can do as we please."

The redhead got up from the bed, despite Hermione trying to keep her there.

"Hmm? Where are you off to?" Hermione asked.

"I'm going to get us a cold drink and get your sleeping potion. Just a few drops should be enough for a nice calm nap," Ginny said as she slipped on a bathrobe and left the room.

Hermione felt amazing. It had happened, she had finally broken through that barrier. She hoped it was always in her power now. She knew what she had to do if Felgate encroached on her again, while she was with Ginny. Fleur was right, she had to replace her bad memories with good ones, and make Ginny strong in those memories. That's exactly how she had worked it, showing the presence of Felgate that only Ginny mattered and only Ginny would have access to her now.

She sighed; there was still the matter of the nightmares. Hermione had to admit that she was feeling a bit too tired now to consider attempting sleep without the potion. I suppose I'll have to fight him in my dreams in a similar way, she thought. At least I'm closer to fighting it now.

Ginny walked back into the room, carrying a small tray with a couple of glasses of ice cold pumpkin juice. She had the sleeping potion bottle in her bathrobe pocket.

"First you make love to me, and now you wait on me?" Hermione observed amused. "I'm a lucky, lucky girl."

"Uh-na," Ginny admonished. "I'm the lucky one. And bloody stupid for not seeing how you felt about me years sooner! Which makes me even luckier, because no one else claimed your heart while I faffed around for years with Harry."

"Let's just agree that we're both lucky," Hermione said, taking a sip of her juice as Ginny sat back next to her on the bed. They raised their glasses to that.