AN: Sorry for the delay! I've been busy with my job and my Beta has been sick and now I'm sick too. But it is finally here so don't worry, I'm not abandoning it and I never will! I've already started chap 30 so it won't take that long before it is up. I warn you that there is more of a rougher sex scene in this chap but I've marked it out so that if you don't want to read it you don't have to. Enjoy! 29 New Year
It was New Years Eve and Ron, who was standing by the kitchen window, was watching Fred and George preparing the fireworks they would set off later that evening. They were digging small holes in the snow so the rockets could stand and must have been up to about twenty by now, barely half done.
Ron could feel someone walk up behind him and turned around to see Charlie standing there. He had arrived yesterday morning and surprised everyone as he had sent a letter to their parents that said that he wouldn't be able to make it to Christmas or New Year.
"I have heard a lot about you the last few months little brother." Charlie said and then came to stand beside Ron, who was a few inches taller than their mother but was still a lot shorter than Ron (who was the tallest in the family).
He and Charlie had never been close. He was seven when Ron was born and except for the first few years, he and Bill were off to Hogwarts while Ron was a kid at the Burrow. Even when Charlie was home for the holidays, he was either playing Quidditch with his older brothers (except for Percy and Ron who didn't get to play because he was still too little or he was off discovering some new animal in their pond to play with) or off seeing his old chums. Then after graduating from Hogwarts, Charlie had immediately gone to Romania to study his dragons which had bought them even less time together.
Ron had of course been closest to Ginny as they were so close in age. But of all his brothers, he had actually been closest to Bill even though he was the eldest. He was the one who had taught Ron how to play chess and comfort him when Fred and George's teasing had gone a little bit too far. They exchanged letters almost every week when he was at Hogwarts (his mother had to help him read and write at first but it was because of the letters that he could read and write earlier than any of his siblings).
"Oh yeah… What have you heard?" He asked him as Charlie walked up to him while he spoke.
"Well first that you and our little Miss Granger finally have gotten your fingers out of your arses and gotten together…and that you left a very good impression on her parents by saving their lives, twice!" Charlie smiled at him and gave a manly clap on his shoulder.
"Well I wanted them to like me." Ron said and smiled back at a chuckling Charlie as both turned around and went to sit down opposite each other at the kitchen table.
"Wished I had thought about that… maybe a better impression on the parents would have made one of my relationships gone a bit better."
"Or maybe you quitting your job as a dragon keeper would have made one of your relationships gone a bit better." Ron said and chuckled at him as he knew that Charlie knew it was true but liked his job too much to admit it.
"Oh please not you too. It's enough that mum is on me about my job. I don't know if I can handle my siblings attacking me too." Charlie rolled his eyes as he said this, continuing further.
"She wants me to quit, come home and settle down just like Bill. Well I'm not gonna quit my job so if no girl can stand me working with dragons then I rather have no girl at all." Charlie said sounding a bit angry.
"All right keep your pants on Charlie… I really don't care what you do, and I think none but mum do as long as you are happy." Ron said and decided to change topics.
"Anyway, was it mum who told you about me and Hermione?"
"No it was Ginny; we exchange letters to each other and she tells me every juicy bit about our family." Charlie said with a smug smile that reminded Ron of the twins.
"Oh…got anything good on Fred and George I can use against them?"Both boys laughed; even though Ron was not close to Charlie, he did enjoy sitting here with his big brother gossiping about their family with a cup of tea. As they were sitting and chatting, Ron saw their mother walking towards them and opens the kitchen door with some difficulty while carrying some firewood. Ron got up and took the wood from her getting a warm smile from his mother.
"Oh thank you dear." She said and dusted off a bit of snow before she stepped inside.
"Do you want some help with dinner later mum?" He asked struggling a bit so he wouldn't drop the firewood.
"Yes that would be lovely dear-the more hands the better. You can come in here again in about an hour as it will take quite some time to get it ready. Charlie, I want you to go out and feed the chickens".
Ron walked out of the kitchen to put the wood by the fireplace when he heard a pair of footsteps almost running down the stairs. When he turned around, he saw his beautiful girlfriend turn the corner of the stairs. When she saw him, he could see her face lit up and smile; he smiled back as she walked up to him and with her hands on his chest stood on the tip of her toes and kissed him passionately.
"Can we please go for a walk?" She asked when she backed away just enough to speak. Ron just nodded and grabbed her hands to lead her towards the front door. They put on their robes, gloves, scarf and caps (Ron's blue one was a bit too small as he had had it for a couple of years but Hermione said it looked cute on him so he wasn't about to complain) before they headed out through the door with their hands joined.
"Is there some place where we can be truly alone for some time? I eh... want to talk to you about something." Hermione said when they stepped out in the snow and the cold winter air.
"Well there is our old tree house dad built before the twins were born. I don't think anyone will look for us there for quite some time but we can't be gone too long as I promised mum to help her with dinner in about 50 minutes." He said.
"Oh that's all right; it will give us plenty of time."
They started to walk with Ron leading as he was the one who knew where the tree house was. They took the long way around the house as they wanted to avoid Fred and George and headed for the forest beside it.
It didn't take long before they spotted the old house a few meters up in the trees as the forest wasn't that big. The house itself looked a bit like the burrow with two rooms built on top of the first as the family grew.
Ron walked up to one of the trees it was built on and knocked on the wood three times. A gap opened and released a rope ladder that reached up to the highest floor.
"Dad enchanted it for us so that we could get it up and down when we wanted." He said as he motioned for Hermione to climb up before him. He was glad he let her go first as even though she had her robe on, he got a fine view of her bum when he climbed behind her.
"The first floor was for Bill, Charlie and Percy." He said and pointed to the three small beds placed alongside one of the walls.
"You used to sleep here?" Hermione asked looking surprised.
"Yeah on the really hot summer nights and when there wasn't any wind as it would get quite draftee." When she climbed up, she couldn't believe what the rest of the treehouse looked like as it didn't look like any treehouse she had seen her Muggle neighbours' children had in their trees. She noticed that across the beds was a big table with chairs to fit all the Weasley children and in one of the corners was a small stove that could be lit with fire. They continued up to the second landing which was a bit smaller and held only two beds and a small table with just as many chairs. Ron told her that this was Fred and George's landing and that he was supposed to have this floor too but then his parents didn't want Ginny to be left alone when she also wanted to sleep here as well and had to build another floor for them all to fit. They can approached the third floor which was the smallest room with only two beds across each other and some old toys lying around on the dusty floor.
"So what did you want to talk about, love?" Ron asked as he watched her move to one of the small beds that had been his (you could tell it was his as there were still some old Chudley Cannons sheets adorning it). She turned around to face him as he was still standing by the hole where the ladder was. She walked up to him and put her hands on his chest while reaching up on the tip of her toes to kiss him softly.
"It can wait till later." She said as she stood back down and motioned for him to go down first. Ron was really suspicious and curious about what she had to say as it wasn't like her to keep quiet when she wanted to talk. He really wanted to push it a bit but decided against it as he knew it would just be a waste of energy. He started to climb down and as he was concentrating on where he put his feet as to not to fall down, he didn't see the non-verbal spell Hermione performed on the room just as she was about to follow him.
"4…3…2…1-HAPPY NEW YEAR!"
Everyone shouted as the clock struck twelve and the fireworks went off just at the second as Fred and George had charmed them to do. Everyone was raising their glasses of firewhisky (Ron's dad had convinced his mum that he, Harry and Ginny should have a glass too even though they were underage) wishing each other a happy new year. What Ron wasn't prepared for though was Hermione grabbing him to make him bend down so she could kiss him hard and passionately in front of everybody, even her parents.
"A muggle tradition"
Was all she said before she let go of him. He just smiled as he looked at her back while she walked over to her parents; he often thought that Muggles were barmy but that tradition was pretty brilliant. He then saw Hermione walk from her parents towards him and felt something slipped into his hand as she continued her way towards Harry and Ginny. It was a wrinkled piece of parchment and after a quick look around as to see that no one saw him, Ron opened it to read.
"Meet me at the place where we were earlier after everyone is asleep. Love you!"
That was all it said.
He hadn't seen Hermione walk inside with everyone else when his mother announced it was time for bed. Ron had looked over the top of all heads as he was the tallest one there and decided to take it slow and go in as the last person. As he was looking around, he couldn't see the very familiar long brown curls of his girlfriends' hair and wondered if she had already left for the treehouse. As he was the last one in, no one noticed when he slipped inside to the kitchen as everyone else headed for the stairs (except for Charlie who went to sleep on the couch in the living room).
He waited and waited by the big kitchen table and when the clock struck 2 am, he thought that everyone should be asleep by then and decided to risk sneaking out through the kitchen door. He grabbed his robe which he had left hanging on the back of the chair beside him and tiptoed out as quietly as he could. It was snowing lightly outside now but Ron hardly noticed as he was still too curious as to why Hermione wanted him to come to the treehouse in the middle of the night.
When it came into his vision, he saw some light flicker in the top floors' window and smiled knowing that Hermione was up there. He saw the rope ladder and started to climb the up the treehouse while holding onto his wand (even though he knew they were safe at the Burrow, Ron still didn't like to take any chances so kept it on him at all times). When he finally reached the top floor, he peaked up through the hole but let go of it as soon as he saw what was waiting for him in his old treehouse room.
There against the wall in the middle of the room, lit by about a hundred candles around it, was a big king-sized bed with red sheets and two big white pillows. In the middle at the end of it, sat Hermione with only a small red silk nightgown that was held up with small thin straps and ended just below her bum. With her legs crossed hanging over the edge of the bed, biting her lip seductively but still looking a bit nervous, she smiled at Ron. Ron almost drooled from where he was peaking up through the floor while still hanging onto the rope ladder which he was glad that he had gripped hard instead of accidently letting go when he saw her.
AN: Here it starts!
"Hi."
That was all she said after a couple of seconds of silence. It was then that Ron realised that he was still hanging on the ladder just staring and gaping at her. He closed his mouth and climbed the rest of the way up but didn't take his eyes off his extremely beautiful girlfriend.
"Mione… wha…?" He couldn't form a single word as she stood up and he studied her from head to toe, lingering quite a long time at the cleavage the little thing she had on revealed.
"Do you like it?" She asked nervously fiddling a little with her hands.
Did he like it? No he didn't like it; he thought it was fucking AWESOME! But he wasn't going to say that out loud as even he knew that it wouldn't be proper. So instead he just grabbed and pulled her towards him and kissed her hard to show her how freaking hot he thought she was.
He immediately felt her hands wander up his chest up to his shoulders to push off his robe. When it was lying in a pile on the floor, Hermione grabbed a fistful of his jumper to turn him around and pushed him back on the bed while still kissing him. She broke the kiss though and stood up just looking and smiling down at him.
'Gorgeous.' Ron thought but realised that he had said it out loud and that he finally could speak again so he decided to ask the question that had popped up in his mind when he first saw all this.
"Why are you doing this Mione? I mean I like it so bloody much and am not complaining at all but…is there some occasion I've missed or something?"
Hermione giggled (which he still couldn't believe that she had started doing) when he finished speaking and he realised that he had been looking more at her breasts than her eyes when he asked. He shook his head and grinned sheepishly at her.
"No; there is no occasion Ron." She said looking sternly at him but the effect wasn't that great as she was still smiling mischievously.
"I know that I said we should wait with the alone time things until we were back at Hogwarts but… well, ok…I admit that it was too hard being with you here and not able to do what I wanted to do. That's why I asked if you knew a bit of a more private space to see if I could, you know, fix it up a bit."
"So you're saying that you did this because you can't resist my Weasley charm?" That earned him one of her small fists on his shoulder which he kind of expected.
"Shut up you or I will go back to my bed in Ginny's room to sleep." Ron just chuckled and grabbed her hand to pull her down on his lap and started kissing her again.
"But why did you do all this? You know that you don't have to pull some extra strings to get me into bed." He said as he broke the kiss and gazed with lazy eyes into hers as she chuckled lightly at his choice of words.
"I know; but I was feeling kind of romantic so it was more for my own that I did this. Now shut up already and kiss me." Ron obeyed at once and they both went into the kiss with equal passion. Soon Ron's large hands had wandered up to her breasts, massaging them gently through the silk material of her nightgown. This resulted in her grinding her hips and most private part of her body against his. He let go of her lips to trail his own lips down her chin to her neck and he heard her moans getting louder as he started to meet her thrusts with his already hard cock.
Suddenly she stopped moving and climbed off of him and sat down beside him on the bed and grabbed the hem of his jumper to pull over his head. She then motioned for him to stand up and as he did so, she unbuttoned his pants and he quickly understood what she wanted him to do and pulled them off. Hermione had moved back and was now sitting against the headboard as Ron crawled up to her as soon as his pants were off. She moved her head forward like she wanted to kiss him but Ron stopped her with a finger on her mouth which she frowned at.
"As much as I love to see you in this…" He said and took tugged at the hem of her nightgown just like she had done with his jumper. "…I love you even more without it."
With that, he pulled it over her head to reveal that she was only wearing her red lace knickers to which Ron groaned as he looked at her beautiful body.
"Are you gonna stare at me all night or are you gonna do something about the fact that I'm naked in front of you Mr Weasley." Ron snapped out of his dazed state and saw a deep teasing look in her eyes which made her look even sexier. He dived and attacked her mouth with passionate kisses while stroking his hands up and down her thighs. He soon let go of her lips just to trail a path with them down her chin and throat then down to her breasts, making sure he gave them the same equal time with his tongue.
He heard Hermione moan his name huskily which made him even harder than he already was and couldn't help but give his member a few strokes as he continued his path down to her most private area. He could feel Hermione wring her body as she moaned even louder as he licked and kissed her as it didn't take long for her to cum screaming his name. He then raised himself up and watched her lying there with closed eyes trying to catch her breath.
"I take it that it felt good." He said and smiled goofily at her as she opened her eyes. The only response he got was her reaching out for him, her hands grabbing around his neck to drag his head down and almost knocking their heads together as she kissed him with much force and passion.
He soon found himself on his back with Hermione straddling him over his waist still kissing him. Ron felt her reach down between them and grab him around his member. She guided it so it was lying flat against her stomach and then sat herself down so it was placed between her folds before she started rocking her hips just as they did before but now without clothes.
She let go of his lips and sat up to make it a little easier and more comfortable for them both as Ron was meeting her thrusts. He could feel his orgasm approach but he didn't want to cum like this and quickly asked if she had cast the spell over her as she barely had time to nod before he was inside her.
He could feel himself go deeper and deeper with every thrust and soon felt Hermione's walls spasm around him as she came a second time. But he still wasn't done and lifted her off of him and climbed behind her where he kneeled and pushed her gently forward so she was positioned on all fours. They had never tried this position before but it had been his fantasy for a long time and Hermione didn't seem to protest as he entered her once more.
"Oh God Ron, that feels so good!"
Ron thought so too and felt his orgasm build up more and more with every thrust as he let it all go just as Hermione came for a third time that night.
Both had fallen face down, Hermione on the bed and Ron on top of her, totally spent. It was a couple of minutes later when Ron finally had regained a bit more energy so that he could roll off her onto the bed so his weight wouldn't crush her too much. They were both still breathing heavily but Hermione was now able to turn and come to lay her head on his chest as she snuggled up to him.
AN: Here it ends.
"Well that is totally going to be one of my favourite New Year's." She said and chuckled a little.
"Oh you can bloody bet it's gonna be mine." They both laughed and Ron noticed that she didn't scold him for his swearing. The laughter soon died down though and Ron could hear the reluctance in her voice as she spoke again.
"We can't stay here tonight though as our parents will freak if they see us walk out of the forest through the yard in the clothes we had on yesterday. They will know what we've been up to and will make sure we don't see each other until we go back to Hogwarts."
Ron groaned but knew she was right. They snuggled for a while longer but when the clock struck half past 4 they put on their clothes again (but not without stealing a few kisses here and there) and climbed down to walk back to the house.
Somehow they managed to sneak past a snoring Charlie as he was sprawled out on the couch with a thick blanket on top of him. When they reached Ginny's landing, they shared a hug and a long passionate last kiss before Hermione headed inside the room as Ron carefully continued up the stairs, avoiding all the boards that creaked and would wake the whole house up.
When he finally reached his landing, he opened the door just to be met by two extra beds, one occupied by Harry and one with George, and his own bed that was taken by Fred. His mother must have forgotten that there would be four boys sleeping in here and not three and as usual, his siblings had not cared that he would not get his own bed. To be honest, that was what annoyed him the most about Fred and George, that they didn't seem to care that he would be hurt somehow with their actions towards him which in this case was having to sleep on the floor and would get a really stiff back in the morning.
"Well-"
He thought as he grabbed his pyjamas, changed out of his clothes and lay down on the hard floorboards and used a rolled up t-shirt as a pillow.
"-maybe Mione will give me a full back massage if I tell her what happened."
With that last happy thought, Ron smiled and fell asleep soundly.
AN you all know what to do!
