Part 1 - A farewell to remember
A frown of concentration was replaced by a knowing smirk on Hermione's face. She had returned to Hogwarts to complete her final year of education much to the confused amusement of Ron. "We've done more in the last year than even most Aurors don't manage in their whole careers" he had said. "Kingsley has already said the three of us have jobs for life with the Ministry. Harry and I are already set to join Magical Law Enforcement as Aurors, you could join too. It'll be brilliant!" "I'm sorry Ron, but it just wouldn't be right to take up a job in the Ministry without the proper qualifications. I have already spoken with Professor McGonagall and she's agreed to allow me to return to Hogwarts to complete my 7th year and sit my N.E.W.T.s."
And that was that, following a slight detour to locate her parents in Australia and restore their memories she had headed off to Kings Cross station on the 1st of September. Harry had thrown her a going away party at Grimmauld Place and invited as many friends as could come to join the celebration which carried on long into the night.
Hermione realised at one point that both Harry and Ginny had disappeared only to return later looking slightly dishevelled and a little flustered. She's caught Ginny's eye and the girl's face had gone nearly as red as her hair. Clearly she and Harry had done more than talk during their absence. Hermione had felt a slight pang of jealousy at the realisation of what had happened between her two friends, not that she was interested in Harry that way, but for the intimacy shared between them. She wondered what Ron would say if he realised that his little sister had become a woman at the hands of his best friend, but Ron was his usual oblivious self. A pang of sadness tugged her heart as she realised that she wouldn't see Ron again until Christmas after they parted tomorrow and she now determined to ensure that their goodbye would be memorable.
"Ron, can will you come upstairs with me? I have something I want to show you away from everyone." Hermione whispered in Ron's ear. "Sure, 'mione." replied Ron. Hermione beamed at him and lead him by the hand up to her room.
"So what did you want to show me?" asked Ron as Hermione shut the door to the room. Hermione bit her lip and summoned up all her courage but could still barely get out a single word "me..."
Ron turned to face her with a perplexed look on his face as Hermione moved forward and threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Breaking the kiss she stared into his eyes and said "I love you Ron Weasley and I want to show you just how much." She took a step back from him and began to remove her clothes until she stood naked before him. Ron stood staring at her, still with the same perplexed look she had seen on his face earlier. Hermione didn't know whether to laugh or cry at his expression however her eye was caught by the growing bulge in Ron's trousers. A wicked smirk crossed her lips as she said "well, at least part of you knows what's about to happen" and with that she fell to her knees and began tugging at Ron's clothes. As she pulled down his underwear Ron's cock sprang upwards and Hermione was please to see the effect she had on him. She reached out and wrapped her delicate fingers around it drawing a stifled moan from Ron's lips as she slowly moved her hand up and down the shaft. Gingerly she moved her head closer and opening her lips she engulfed the tip of Ron's wonderful cock in her mouth. "Merlin's beard, 'mione. That feels so good" gasped Ron. Even with her mouth full a smile played across her lips. She moved her head back to look up into his face and saw her own lust reflected back at her in Ron's eyes. He lifted her up and carried her over to the bed and laid her down on it, his mouth finding hers as their hands explored each other's bodies. As his fingers caressed the outer lips of her pussy felt explosions of passion through her body and a sounds of bliss escaped her mouth as Ron's questing lips closed round the nipple on her left breast. He began to move away from her and she felt a scream of frustration begin to build in her throat until she realised that his head has moved between her legs and his tongue began to probe her sensitive clit. "Oh god Ron, yes! Yes!" The words were torn from her as her lover's tongue took her higher and higher towards ecstasy. More and more he continued pleasuring her with his tongue until Hermione felt the dam within her burst and her first orgasm shook her entire body.
She lay on the bed panting, her mind swimming in the glorious pink fog of pleasure that Ron had given her. Looking up at him she smiled and reached out for his cock, guiding it into her. He slid into her as smooth as silk, her well lubricated pussy easily accepting his length into her. "I love you 'mione" gasped Ron as he fucked her slowly at first and then began to fuck her with long deep slow strokes. Inch by inch he worked more and more of his huge young hard cock into Hermione's pussy.
She kept her eyes closed and let her body relax. She lifted her ass slightly as Ron pumped forward into her and she felt him hit even deeper inside her. Ron felt her begin to move against him and began to pump a bit faster and harder. Each stroke he went deeper and deeper in the eager young witch.
Ron now began to fuck her with a pace and intensity she'd never known. She felt it building in her and felt it building in him. She opened her eyes and looked straight into his. He looked down at her, his face a mask of pleasure and lust and she returned his gazing knowing he was ready and she wanted everything he could give her.
"Let it go lover. Give it all to me." Hermione whispered softly up at him.
Ron's head flew back as a roar escaped his lips and his potent seed exploded out of him and into Hermione's waiting pussy.
"Oh god!" Screamed Hermione as the pulsing of Ron's cock pushed her over into a second orgasm.
They collapsed together in sweaty heap on the bed, both spent but happy.
"That was amazing 'mione" gasped Ron. Hermione smiled and cuddled her self up against her lover's body a fell into a contented sleep.
