A/n: I'm unsure if anyone realises that I have completely lost track of what month they're supposed to be in, but I'm going to have a guess at maybe November?
Contains smut! I'm hoping this makes up for the shoddy last chapter.
Thank you for all the well wishes, I'm feeling better already. Still a long while to go I assume, not too sure never done this whole heartbreak thing before. But the well wishes really mean a load! Thank you all so much.
Let me know what you think! :') 3
Chapter 33
The day had soon turned into night, and the night into early morning. A cool breeze filtered in through the open windows, blowing the curtains gently as it passed. A sliver of moonlight illuminated the area, and the discarded clothes that hadn't been moved.
Hermione lay with her head resting on Ginny's chest. Allowing the Lycans heart to beat it's repetitive rhythm as close to her as possible. Calmed by the noise of it bouncing gently around in the redhead's ribcage. She felt Ginny's chest rise as she took in what felt like a deep breath.
"Mione'?" Came her voice whispered into the darkness.
"Hmm?" The brunette hummed her reply, shifting so she could take in the redheads profile.
"What happens if you know, you do get pregnant" the younger witch asked vaguely. Hermione could sense something was playing on her mind, and was suddenly curious to what it could possibly be.
"Well, that's a good possibility considering we are trying just for that" She stated, propping herself up on her elbow.
The redhead seemed to think about her answer for a moment before replying. "I mean, what happens if you do, and the baby has my... Um... Condition..." She almost squeaked the last few words of the sentence.
Even in the dark Hermione could see the worry etched into the redheads features. The care, the want, the need, the love, but mostly the worry. And it pained her to see it.
She smiled a small smile, her dark eyes locking with hazel ones. Penetrating through the darkness, she knew even if she couldn't see well in the dim light, Ginny would be able to. Delicate fingers reached out to stroke down the Lycans heated cheek.
"It is a possibility, but I did think about it before we started the process. Well, when it first happened..." She trailed off, unable to bring herself to talk directly about the war. "All of my research said that because you are not a born Lycan, you are a made Lycan the disease is weaker in your blood and the likely hood of any of our children being born with the same issue is about Fifteen percent. If it does happen though Gin, it won't set in until they're teenagers and we'll be more than capable of handling it" She reassured her wife. Watching as Ginny's muscles visibly relaxed as her explanation went on. Almost laughing at the audible sigh of relief that escaped the Lycan.
"So it might not even happen? We might not even have to deal with it?" She asked relief evident in her voice as she questioned the brunette.
"We might not no, we have good chances. I'm not worried either way" Hermione beamed, moving to wrap her arms around the redhead once again. Pulling the younger girl into a smouldering kiss.
Hermione rolled on top of the taller witch, pinning her to the bed by her shoulders. Their kiss breaking briefly to accommodate the new position. Ginny's arms wrapped around the brunettes waist, and pulled her flush against her heated skin. Hands roaming down the older witches still very naked body.
Hermione smirked at her more than eager lover. Pulling away almost completely she smiled an almost evil smile. Reaching for her wand she summoned another vial from somewhere. Turning back to her wide eyed wife, she handed the glass container to her.
Ginny shook her head, a smug smile playing at her lips. "I guess when they say you need to watch out for the quiet ones, this is part of what they mean" She laughed as she uncorked the tube with a small 'pop'. "Bottoms up" She winked before downing the potion and setting the now empty container down on the side.
Looking back up at Hermione she noted the very smug expression on her face. With a shake of her head, she caught the brunette off guard and flipped their positions.
The brunette gave a squeal of surprise as her back hit the cushioning of the bed with a soft thud. The air had been knocked out of her, but she hadn't had time to catch it back before Ginny was attacking her mouth once again. Hasty kisses turned into deep needy kisses. Their tongues fighting in a somewhat clumsy fight for dominance. Hermione's lips trailed down Ginny's jaw and down her neck. Nipping harshly at the girls pulse point before soothing it with her tongue.
A low growl seemed to emanate from the redheads chest and outwards. Her hips thrust forward to grind into Hermione's core without much thought.
The brunette moaned as she felt the now somewhat familiar potion induced extremity rub against her again and again. Her hands snaked down the redhead's body, feeling the heated skin pass beneath her touch. She attacked Ginny's lips again, kissing the redhead with a bruising force for a moment or so before she mumbled, "Stop" against the Lycans eager lips.
Ginny pulled back almost horrified, her eyes wide and staring down at the brunette. Frantically scanning the girl's features for any sign of problem.
The panic soon faded as one of Hermione's wandering hands wrapped itself around her now hardened shaft, the other squeezing her bum. The brunette leaned up and captured her lips once again as she began guiding Ginny to where she needed to be.
A soft gasp vibrated past the brunette's lips as she felt Ginny enter her with guidance before pressing further in until their bodies were flush against each other. The redhead stilled for a moment, allowing Hermione a few seconds to adjust to the feeling.
She felt the brunettes legs curl around her waist, pulling her in closer. She took it as her que to start slowly building a rhythm, pulling herself out before pressing in once again. The rhythm stayed firm and soon gained speed. Hermione was bucking her own hips up to meet the redhead's forceful thrusts. Moans dripped from her lips, and were ripped from her chest. Their lips crashed together clumsily, swallowing the others moans as they came quicker and louder.
Hermione's nails scratched their way up and down Ginny's back, her eyes shut tight as if she was trying hard to contain the building pressure within her stomach. Her fingers ran into soft red locks, pulling tightly as her head fell back onto the pillow beneath her. Incoherent thoughts passed through her lips as gasped words.
Ginny's head flopped down against her shoulder, and her own moans came out as growls and profanities.
Their bodies writhed together, tensing and untensing as they did. Hermione felt the beginnings of her own orgasm rip through her being. In waves that got stronger and quicker as they progressed. Ginny's thrusts began getting frantic and almost violent as she felt Hermione's walls clench around her, she held on to her own peak for a few more moments before it exploded from her.
The redhead's body was quaking with the strain of holding herself up, trying not to collapse down onto the brunette. "Bloody hell" She rasped, her voice hoarse from the noises that had been ripped from her body involuntarily.
Hermione's arms wrapped tightly around her neck. Her fingers tracing circles against overheated skin.
"Calm" She soothed, her voice quiet and spoken into Ginny's ear as if someone was around to overhear words that were not meant for them. After a moment or so, the redhead rolled off of her, and flopped beside her. Her chest heaved and fell. Her eyes clenched shut.
It took a moment for Hermione to realise large K9 like fangs were protruding from beneath her shut lips, and whiskers had sprouted from either cheek. "Breathe, Ginny deep breaths" She spoke quietly, rolling onto her side. Running a gentle finger down the redheads jaw.
"It's just too much adrenaline, it'll pass in a moment" She spoke, pressing herself closer to the Lycans side. Breathing a sigh of relief when she noticed the elongated fangs had begun to retreat and the whiskers were doing the same.
It hadn't happened before, but she knew it would at some point. Especially after a particularly lengthy marathon of nothing but sex. The redhead was worn out, and pumped to the brim with adrenaline.
Brightly glowing eyes fluttered open, and a small smile pulled at the redhead's lips. "Sorry" she grumbled, a deep blush tinting her cheeks. "I didn't think this would happen" She sighed, reaching to wrap her arms around the older witch.
"It just means you've had a brilliant day, and can't handle any more of me" Hermione smiled, trying to make a joke of it.
"I suppose you're right" Ginny stated, her eyes fluttering shut once again.
"Sleep" Hermione stated, watching as the redhead struggled to fight off the much needed rest.
-xx-
It was the day of the first quidditch match of the season. Ginny stood nervously in the tunnel off of their locker room. The rest of the team behind her, waiting for the word. The last professional game she had played had led to death and events that would go to change her life ultimately for the better. She knew her family would all be in the stands, along with Sam, Luna and Harry.
The announcer's voice announced their team, and with that, they all mounted their brooms and flew off into the awaiting stadium. The crowd's cheers and calls were deafening, and almost painful to hear.
Ginny flew a lap around the pitch, her eyes scanning for the sea of red. When she found it, a wide smile split her face. She waved at them before flying off to take her place.
In moments the game had started. Ginny had swooped down to grab to quaffle from the air first. Throwing it towards one of her awaiting team-mates. They ducked and weaved past their opponents. The large leather ball was tossed her way, and she caught it with a thud before launching it with everything she had into one of the hoops.
The crowd erupted again and the commentator announced the goal. The game went on much like it had done. The Harpies taking the lead by far thanks to the redhead. Ginny was in her element, and soon she had blocked out the majority of the noise. She focussed on scoring and assisting.
Her eyes caught their seeker hot on the tail of what looked to be the snitch. She intercepted the quaffle and took off for the other end of the pitch. Her broom taking her as quickly as needed.
She faked, and passed. Watching as the quaffle went through one of the hoops with ease. The commentator's voice boomed through the stadium. Announcing their seeker had caught the snitch.
-xx-
Her heart was slamming in her chest as she made her way down to the Harpies locker rooms. Once she came to it, she waited impatiently for her redhead to emerge. A wide smile not far from her face at any moment.
Soon the girls started making their way from the within the room. All greeting her with wide smiles and pleasantries as they passed.
Ginny was last to make her way out of the room. Hermione didn't wait; she all but launched herself at the redhead. Wrapping her arms around the girl's neck. "You were brilliant" She spoke, her voice laced with relief.
"I don't know about brilliant..." The redhead laughed, pulling away to press a barrage of kisses to her wife's lips. "But I'm glad you thought so" She mumbled, a wide smile played on her lips. Her cheeks red and slightly chapped from battling against the wind.
Hermione's hands cupped her face delicately, and she smiled a wide smile up at the taller girl. "You're all wind burnt!" She shrieked, her thumbs stroking gently across the sore looking skin.
"I'm fine, it's not anything a warm bath won't cure" Ginny laughed, pulling Hermione closer to her.
Hermione just shook her head; there was nothing she could say to that. She was overly happy. "Gin, after you left this morning, well... I have something to tell you..." Hermione whispered, though her voice carried through the hall.
"Did I leave something where it shouldn't be?" Ginny asked seriously.
"No, well yes, but that's not the point" Hermione paused, trying to push down the urge to squeal in delight. "I'm pregnant" She almost yelled.
Ginny pulled back, her eyes wide in shock. Though, she didn't really know why. It's not like they hadn't spent days and weeks on end trying.
"Really?" She said her jaw dropping.
"Yes really" Hermione smiled a warm smile. Her hands had gone back to cupping the redhead's cheeks.
Ginny's eyes had fallen to the brunette's stomach, and she was staring as if she was trying to see anything different. "Merlin that's amazing!" She squeaked, almost jumping up and down on the spot. "Merlin! That's really amazing" She laughed a hearty laugh. The information had thoroughly started to sink in, and she was astounded.
"We're going to have to tell our parents!" Hermione smiled a wide smile, "Mine first! I owled them this morning, we're going over next weekend to announce it!" She stated. "We'll be with yours for Christmas, we can tell them then"
"I love you" Ginny stated simply, knowing it spoke more than any explanation could.
"I love you too" Hermione beamed.
