Chapter Twenty-Nine: Love Makes the World Go Round

When Ron and Hermione returned to Gryffindor Tower, they sat down by the fire. After sharing a kiss, Hermione said, 'I just have to go upstairs for a minute. Will you wait for me down here?'

'Yeah, of course I will,' he replied.

Ron watched her as she left the room and as she did, the thoughts that rattled through his brain were quick and too many to process right now. He looked up and there was Hermione. She had taken off her cloak and come back down to him, it seemed. She then took her seat next to him again. Ron pulled her close and kissed her again, but after a few minutes, Hermione pulled away.

'Hermione?' said Ron confused.

'Ron, can we go to the Room of Requirement?'

'What, now?'

'Yes, I just want to get out of here. Please, Ron.'

'All right, I'll just nip upstairs and get Harry's invisibility cloak.'

This time it was Hermione's turn to watch Ron leave the Common Room. She did not want to think about anything at all right now. She just wanted Ron to take her away from everything – if only for a few hours. Ron came back with the silvery cloak and together they left the Tower, before Ron threw the cloak over them.

The walk to the Room had taken no time and when they arrived, Hermione stepped from out from under the cloak, she walked past where the door was three times before it appeared. Then, together, they walked inside.

The Room had transformed into an exact replica of Hermione's bedroom. Ron took off the cloak as Hermione walked to what was the window. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She leaned back into his embrace. She turned around and hugged him tightly. Ron returned the pressure as he could feel Hermione trembling.

'I'm scared, Ron. You-Know-Who is back! What if he goes for our families? My parents are muggles, Ron, they wouldn't stand a chance –'

'Shush, Hermione, please. I know, I've thought about it too, and we'll do all we can to protect them, I promise. I love you, Hermione, and your parents, too. I'm scared as well, trust me on that.'

'What do I tell them?'

'I don't know. We can discuss it with my dad, and see what he says, okay?'

'Okay. Thank you, Ron, you always find a way to calm me down, is it any wonder I love you so much?'

'Here I was thinking it was my charm, looks and personality.'

'Oh, yes, those things, too,' she said softly.

'I love you.'

Hermione pulled away slightly and looked up into his eyes. She saw so much love in them it was just so beautiful, so without breaking eye contact she said, 'Make love to me, Ron, please.'

Ron gulped and said, 'Hermione, are you sure?'

'Yes, so very sure, I'm ready and I have been for a while. Please, Ron, take me, any way you want. I love you. I'm completely in love with you.'

'Hermione, I love you too, more than anything. I'm completely in love with you, too.'

They started to exchange kisses and removed clothing until they were both naked. Hermione could not take her eyes away from Ron and nor he from her.

'Wait, we need protection …'

'I'll take care of that, Hermione.'

Ron retrieved his wand and pointed it at himself before the tip of his wand turned green.

'Contraceptive Charm,' he said.

'I'm impressed.'

'There's no need to be, honestly. After all, I'm a Weasley and we're famous for two things: Our red hair and our ability to reproduce. This Charm is one hundred per cent effective and lasts for twenty-four hours.'

'Perfect, after all, I don't just want one awkward first time with you. I want to do it as much as possible, giving us plenty of practise and fun. But I do have to ask where you learned that Charm.'

'Every Weasley gets the talk at ten and at eleven we have that Charm drilled into us.'

'Wow, eleven?' she said.

'Yeah, cos that's when we get our wands, however, I'm the only Weasley who got the drill twice.'

'Twice?' said Hermione.

'Yeah, the second time was before third year when I got my new wand.'

'Oh. Right, where were we?'

'I believe I was about to make love to you, unless you've changed your mind?'

'No, I haven't. Please, Ron.'

Ron stepped up to her and began to kiss her again, but as he did so he swept her off her feet and carried her over to the bed. He gently laid her down and then he climbed on top of her, claiming her lips once more. Slowly he made his way down her body; kissing her neck, her breasts. Licking her nipples, and then kissing her flat stomach. He kissed her thighs before putting his mouth where she really wanted it. He licked her into bliss, not once, but twice before she turned the tables. She flipped them onto his back and began kissing him feverishly and returning the favour.

Ron then put Hermione on her back and positioned himself at her entrance.

'Are you sure, you can still change your mind, I know it's going to hurt you. I don't want to hurt you, Hermione, never.'

'Yes, Ron, I know it'll hurt, but I want to.'

Ron pushed his hard member into her as gently as could until he had to use a little more force to break her hymen. He noticed her wince as did this before a tear or two left her eye.

'I'm so sorry, Hermione …' he whispered lovingly, 'are you all right? Do you still want to do this?'

'Yes, Ron, I need you, I'll be fine … just stay still for a minute, I just to get used to you …' Hermione replied as Ron stayed stock still except to kiss her pretty face and soft lips.

'You can move, Ron, just be gentle,' said Hermione.

'Whatever you want, sweet Hermione …' he whispered before he started move.

Slowly the pain was replaced with pleasure as Hermione's whimpers became moans.

'Oh, Ron … oh, yes … you feel so good, my Ron …' she said, 'you can go faster …'

Ron began to move faster but he could feel himself getting closer to his climax.

'Love, I'm going to rub you … I'm too close …' he panted.

'Yes … do it … Ron …' she moaned as she could feel herself getting close, but she was not as close as Ron.

Ron wet his thumb before he started to rub her clit over and over again.

'Oh, God, Ron … yes … rub me … more, please, Ron, give it to me …' Hermione moaned as her pleasure increased and brought her closer to her orgasm as Ron moved faster.

'Oh, God … yes … oh, Ron … yes … I'm Cumming … OH, RON!' she moaned loudly as her orgasm hit her making Ron cum too.

'Hermione!' he growled.

When it was over Ron collapsed on top of her and Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs tightly around his waist.

'Was that okay? Am I crushing you?' he asked.

'It was wonderful and no, you aren't crushing me. I like your weight on me,' was Hermione's reply.

'Sorry I couldn't last longer,' he said apologetically.

'It's not your fault, and besides we've got all night and I want everything you have to offer.'

'You want to go again? You're not too sore?' he asked.

'I'll be fine, I just need another minute,' she replied as she felt Ron become hard again.

Ron began kissing her lips passionately before Hermione, using strength she didn't know she possessed, flipped them over so she was on top and began to move up and down to start their second time.

'Ron … oh, God, yes … oh, fuck …' she moaned as she found this position more pleasurable, but when Ron started to meet her thrust for thrust, her pleasure increased so much that was screaming in ecstasy.

'OH … OH … FUCK … YES … RON … OH, MY GOD … FUCK … I'M GOING TO CUM, RON … YES … YES … OH, OH, GOD, ROOOONNNN!' Hermione wailed as a more powerful orgasm wracked her body as Ron came hard again before she collapsed into his waiting his arms and he held her.

'Wow. That was amazing.'

'No shit, that was fucking incredible. Promise me you'll swear like that whenever I fuck you like there's no tomorrow. That was fucking hot.'

'Really?' she asked.

'Yeah, I didn't know you even knew that swear word!' he joked.

'Don't be daft, Ron, I've heard you use it more times than I can count …' she said trying to sound stern but she failed as she giggled.

'So, underneath it all, Hermione, you're really just another naughty girl?'

'Maybe I am,' she said before kissing him passionately.

'Well, naughty girl, perhaps I should punish you, eh?' he said coyly.

'How would you punish me? Would it involve you shagging me again?'

'Eventually but I was thinking of giving your perfect arse a bit of a spanking …' he said as he played with her hair.

Hermione then moved away from Ron, breaking their connection, and bent over a desk in the corner.

'Come and punish me, Ron … come and fuck me, Ron …' she said in a voice that oozed need.

Ron got up and took himself in hand to stroke himself and walked over to her. He then ran his hand down her elegant back, tracing her spine before caressing her arse.

'Perfect …' he whispered lovingly and she heard him as she gave him an electrifying smile.

'Ron, please, do it … punish me …' she pleaded.

'Do you want me to spank you?' he asked.

'Yes … please, Ron.'

Ron gave her a playful swat and she yelped with pleasure.

'Harder …' she said.

Ron swatted her arse a little harder as she yelped again in the same manner.

'More, please, do it as hard as you can,' she told him as she was getting wetter for him.

'Are you sure, love?' he asked, 'I don't want to hurt you.'

'Yes, Ron, I'm sure … please …' she replied.

SMACK!

'Again!' she replied as this time her yelp was in pain rather than pleasure.

SMACK! Ron delivered another hard spank but this time to other cheek so she had a matching pair.

'OW, yes, Ron!' she cried.

'You like that do you?' he asked.

'YES!' she screamed.

So Ron began to spank her arse very hard making Hermione cry out half in pain and half in pleasure as she became, if possible, even wetter.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

'OWWWW!' she cried, 'YES, PLEASE, RON!'

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

'OWWWWWW!' she cried out as she sobbed in pain and pleasure, 'PLEASE, RON, FUCK ME NOW!'

Ron wasted no time in burying his cock into her wet and warm pussy.

'OH, RON … FUCK ME HARD AND FAST!' she demanded.

Ron complied with his girlfriend's request as he pounded into her with vigour and no mercy as she shrieked in pleasure whilst building up towards his own release.

'OH, GOD, RON … YES … SO FUCKING GOOD … FUCK ME, RON!'

Ron then wet his fingertips and began to rub her clit as fucked her.

'OH, FUCK, RON … YES … OH … GOD … FUCK … I'M GOING TO CUM … YES … YES … OH, FUCK, ROOOOONNNNNN!'

Hermione shrieked as the most powerful orgasm wracked her small body causing her to shake and shudder while still feeling Ron cum hard into her with loud growl of her name to the heavens.

When Ron was done he collapsed on top of her so he was lying on top of her pressing her into the desk. He swept the sweaty, but still soft hair aside to kiss on the cheek, below her ear, her neck and her lips.

'Again I say I hope you swear like that when I fuck you senseless, Hermione … so fucking hot,' he said softly into her ear.

Hermione giggled and said, 'I'm sure I'll remember, Ron.'

Ron used what was left of his strength to pull out of her before picking her up bridal style to carry her back to the bed. He pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair and back.

'Are you all right, Hermione?' he asked lovingly.

'Yes, that was incredible, Ron.'

'I didn't go too far, or hurt you?'

'No, I liked it.'

'Okay. Do you think we should go to sleep?'

'Yes, I'm exhausted. This was wonderful – all of it, Ron. I love you.'

Ron pulled the duvet over them and said before falling asleep, 'I love you too, Hermione. Goodnight.'

'Goodnight,' she said sleepily as she too succumbed to sleep.

When Ron and Hermione awoke the following morning at seven am, both of them felt the need to have a shower and they took one together, Ron washed her hair as she washed him, they made love one more time, before drying themselves and asking the Room for clean clothes and a shrinkable bag for the clothes that had been discarded the previous night.

When they were done, they were both dressed in black. A black shirt and trousers for Ron and a black blouse and knee length skirt for Hermione.

He took her in his arms and said, 'I prefer you in a skirt, that way I can look at your sexy legs, sexy-legs.'

Hermione shook her head at her boyfriend as he picked up the bag with their clothes and shrank it with his wand before tucking it into his pocket. As they left the room, they held hands and walked to the Hospital Wing to see Harry.