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Hermione sat up from the hunched position she had been in at her desk. She had just finished her draft of her newest project; the werewolf bill. The bill would force employers to look at those bitten as equal to those considered "normal", the Quibbler had called it a "revolutionary idea" when it was first announced but Hermione was pretty sure that was mostly Luna's influence rather than an actual endorsement. Beside her was a long forgotten and very cold cup of tea and an untouched beef and mustard sandwich which Ron had brought her earlier in the evening when he'd gotten home from training with Harry. The light outside the window was dark and starlit reminding her quite how long she'd been sat there. Ron would have gone to bed ages ago. She sometimes marvelled at how understanding he was, when she got really into a case she would spend every waking minute focussing on it and he would simply let her be, only interrupting to provide her with food and drink. Granted he made up for it by getting annoyed at other things but she did the same to him so she couldn't complain.

She stood up and stretched letting out a loud yawn. Tidying up her papers she put them in her briefcase ready for the morning before turning the light off and heading up towards the room she shared with Ron. As she walked up the stairs of Grimmauld Place she heard the soft sounds of Harry and Ginny's snoring coming from their room but, instead of the thunderous sound of Ron doing the same, there was only silence coming from the floor above. Reaching their room she creaked open the door and found Ron very much awake and sat up on their bed surrounded by paperwork.

Now there was only one thing in the world that turned her on more than Ron after he'd just finished a Quidditch game and that was Ron when he was working hard. She stared as his brow furrowed and he used his wand to highlight sections of his notes from a case. He hadn't noticed her yet so she quietly snuck into the room and round the side of the bed. As she sat on the bed behind him he tensed slightly as he was alerted to her presence. She reached out and placed her hands on his shoulders massaging them slowly as she leaned in and kissed him softly on the neck, he let out a low noise and closed his eyes, leaning his head back. She moved her hands over his shoulders and down his bare chest pulling him slightly to her before turning her neck and capturing his lips with hers. His hand moved up to her face cupping it as he deepened the kiss. She broke it and stared deep into his lust filled eyes, he stared back slowly twisting a curl round his fingers. She smiled slightly and that did it. Ron pulled her round onto his lap and kissed her deeply his hands tangled in her hair as she moved herself over him wiggling that marvellous, if he did say so himself, arse of hers as she did so. He felt the sheets for his wand and eventually found it and banished the paperwork that covered the bed to his bag not caring that it wouldn't be in order. He then leant back bringing his girlfriend with him. He broke the kiss for a second to properly look at her. She was beautiful, and that look she was giving him drove him crazy, he asked himself every day how he got so lucky with his life. He longer wondered why she was with him, as she explained frequently why she was, but he knew he was blessed with a pretty fantastic life and an even more fantastic girlfriend. Hermione laughed at his vacant expression and kissed him quickly before leaning back up and painfully slowly, for Ron that is, removing the vest top she had on. She'd been working from home all day and therefore hadn't felt the need to wear a bra under her tiny pyjamas, something Ron was incredibly thankful for at this point. He grinned wickedly and flipped her over stealing a searing kiss, running his hands up and down her supple body eliciting a series of loud moans from Hermione. It was going to be a fun night.

Harry made his way down the stairs the following morning and was greeted by the sight of his two best friends joined at the mouth as they stood beside the oven. He cleared his throat and they broke apart, Hermione had the decency to look embarrassed but Ron grinned smugly at him.

"Morning Harry!" Hermione chirped turning back to the stove and plating up three rounds of sausage, egg's and bacon.

"You two look disgustingly happy this morning. Fun night?"

"Don't know what you mean mate." Ron grinned taking a large bite of his bacon and sausages.

"Sure… did you finish your bill Hermione?"

"Yep, I'm dropping it off for approval this morning. Gin left early this morning? Has she got morning practice?"

"Yeah they've got the big match next week so Gwenog's doubled the training schedule."

"They put her through more training than us." Ron joked.

"Speaking of which we should be going," Harry said taking one last bite of his breakfast, "Leave the dishes Hermione I'll pop back at lunch and do them." He stood up and slipped his jacket on.

"You know I'm not going to do that Harry but thanks for offering, unlike this one." She playfully hit the ginger beside her on the shoulder. Ron winked at her and stood up himself ready to go. Harry waved goodbye to Hermione and started to make his way out the kitchen stopping just before the door and turning around.

"Oh… and one thing. I'm begging you, can you two please, please, PLEASE remember to use a damn SILENCING CHARM." And with a grin he turned to leave hearing only Ron's loud laugh and Hermione embarrassed squeal as he stepped into the fireplace.