(A/N yay!! I finished another chapter ... this chapter has no darkness in
it but it is still rated R ... just keep reading ... I find it very sweet.)
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Hermione woke up form a nice sleep. It was one of the best sleeps she ever had. She opened her eyes and found herself not in her bed. It took her a few minutes to realize that she was in Ron's living room.
She felt something squeeze her hand. There was Ron sleeping on the floor holding her hand. The events started to flow back to her mind. She remembered everything .. Well at least the events until she reached Ron's house ... Then blank. She tried hard to forget what was on her mind. Instead the last image of Ron's face as she looked at him sleeping was the only thing on her mind ... that sweet face ....
Ron must have stayed by her side all night and took care of her. She looked at her clothes. She was wearing Ron's clothes and she felt so comfortable. She was surprised that he did all this for her. After her blowup with him at the Leaky Cauldron, she thought that she pushed the final button on him. She smiled. She realized that even though they argue a lot, they still care a lot for each other. She squeezed his hand back and he felt it. He woke up and smiled at Hermione.
"You feeling better?" he asked softly. She nodded. She tried hard to sit up but her back ached.
"Don't try to get up yet. You still need a few hours for the spell to kick in. They'll heal soon," he said soothingly. She nodded again and layed down. She sqeezed his hand again. Ron just realized that he was still holding her hand and awkwardly let go and stood up. His face turned red and he headed for the kitchen.
"T .. Thank You," Hermione finally managed to say. Her voice was a little hoarse but she had to say it. Ron looked at her looking a little surprised.
"You know I'd do anything for you," he said quietly putting on a cute grin and continued his way to the kitchen. She smiled weakly and relaxed her body. She continued on with her sleep.
Harry visited later on that night. He arrived with flowers and food for dinner.
"Hey Hermione," he said cheerily as he saw Hermione looking well. He sat beside her and stroked her hair. "You doing okay?"
"Yeah! I am! Thanks to Ron! He did such a good job on the healing spells. They're healing up nicely. I think they will fully heal soon," Hermione said happily flashing Ron a big smile. Ron blushed. Hermione continued on to explain what else Ron did for her .. like the clothes and the comfort. Harry just kept on grinning at Ron teasing him. Ron returned those grins with dirty looks.
"Hermione," Harry started to say seriously, "I know this will hard for you right now but Ron and I need to know what happened to you yesterday." Hermione gave a grave expression. She didn't want to talk about it but she knew it was going to happen sometime. Her two bestfriends were aurors, she can't escape that. She looked straight at Harry's eyes then turned to Ron. He nodded his head and she started telling the story.
Harry was right. It was hard. She tried hard not to cry as she explained her story. She managed to go through the whole story, making sure she didn't leave anything out. By this time tears started to swell in her eyes but she held them in as best as she could. Ron sat next to her and held her hand. His touch gave her life and she finished. Harry and Ron listened to her carefully and attentively, absorping every detail and word. They were speechless. She could their faces. They both were furious but they didn't want to react violently.
"I'll go check up on background on Malfoy. We'll get him tonight Hermione. We'll get him good," he said reassuringly. He got up and patted Ron on the back signalling his goodbye. Ron headed to the kitchen to unload their dishes and Harry talked to Hermione.
He kissed her forehead and whispered in her ear.
"You are lucky he loves you so much," Harry said quietly so that Ron won't hear.
"I know," she whispered back. Harry left and Ron came back and sat by Hermione. There was only silence between them.
"Ron .." Hermione started, "I know that I have already said this before but .... I want to say thank you again. I'm sorry for - "
"You don't have to say sorry Hermione," Ron said looking at her, "I'm the one who should be sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you and I don't mean any of the things that I said to you - " He paused. He looked away and stared at the fireplace. He felt so much guilt. If only he could just tell her how he felt about her. But he felt that he didn't deserve her. Hermione touched his face and caressed his cheek. Ron touched her hand and closed his eyes. He loved her touch. She turned his face so he could look at her. She didn't say anything. She just looked into his eyes and Ron knew she understood what he was feeling.
"Ron," she said softly as she moved closer to him and hugged him, "I love you" she whispered in his ear. Ron pulled back and looked at her straight in the eyes, hoping that this wasn't a dream. She smiled and nodded. She looked at his lips then back at his eyes. Ron knew what she wanted and he placed his lips gently on hers kissing her softly. Hermione's hand cupped his face and kissed him back. Ron's hands slowly went down her back, held her waist and pulled them back. He thought he hurt her.
"They healed," Hermione said with a smile. Ron kissed her again and placed his hands back on the small of her back. He slowly lifted her shirt up as they kept kissing. Hermione started to unbutton his shirt too and opened it revealing a body that she never thought she would see. She rubbed his chest and kissed it. She helped Ron take off her shirt and Ron too was amazed that her body. Hermione cupped his face again, willing to give herself to him. He never thought he would be able to touch her body in such a way. He kissed her neck. Hermione moaned quietly in pleasure and leaned down on her back. As he moved his lips down to her chest Hermione ran her fingers through his hair. He kissed her breasts and touched them gently then he kissed her stomach giving her sweet tingles with each touch. She pulled his face back up and kissed him. The kiss was no longer slow and gently. It was passion now. They removed the rest of the clothes and they loved the feeling of each other's body pressed up against each other.
The heat of the fireplace drove them both as Ron entered her. Hermione moaned louder biting her lip. Hermione's hands massaged his back pressing him even harder against her. Ron felt the smoothness of her thighs as he caressed his hands on them. They both started to sweat as Ron started to thrust. The pain Hermione felt was addictive and they both started breathing differently. Their breathing patterns shifted to loud heaves. They gasped for air as the pace got quicker. Their moans got louder and their grips on each other got tighter.
Ron held her hand and looked at her, "You okay?"
"Yes."
They both wanted this for so long, they didn't want to stop and let each other go.
Ron continued to caress her breasts as Hermione moaned louder and louder. Ron started to moan to as he felt her fingers mark his back. He kept on thrusting. He gave her all he got. Hermione called his name out breathlessly as Ron shoved, each getting closer tot he climax. Hermione closed her eyes tight and so did Ron's. They never held on so tight. They breathing got heavier, the moans turned to soft screams.
"Ron," she called out as she grabbed his face and kissed him like she never kissed before. Ron grabbed her thighs and her back. She leaned her head back ready for it. She called his name one last time as they both reached what they were pleasurably working for. Their climax.
Ron's body relaxed on top of Hermione's. The both had short breaths and they both felt each other's sweat. Ron rolled over to her side and pulled the blankets up to cover them. Hermione's breathing calmed down as she fell asleep soundly next to him wit her arm over his body. Ron stroked her forehead with the tip of his nose and kissed it. He kissed her hair and ran his fingers through it, pushing off the strands off her face. He looked at her lovingly and smiled. An angel was sleeping next to him.
"I love you," he whispered as she held him tighter putting her head on his chest.
"I won't let anything happen to you .."
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Hermione woke up form a nice sleep. It was one of the best sleeps she ever had. She opened her eyes and found herself not in her bed. It took her a few minutes to realize that she was in Ron's living room.
She felt something squeeze her hand. There was Ron sleeping on the floor holding her hand. The events started to flow back to her mind. She remembered everything .. Well at least the events until she reached Ron's house ... Then blank. She tried hard to forget what was on her mind. Instead the last image of Ron's face as she looked at him sleeping was the only thing on her mind ... that sweet face ....
Ron must have stayed by her side all night and took care of her. She looked at her clothes. She was wearing Ron's clothes and she felt so comfortable. She was surprised that he did all this for her. After her blowup with him at the Leaky Cauldron, she thought that she pushed the final button on him. She smiled. She realized that even though they argue a lot, they still care a lot for each other. She squeezed his hand back and he felt it. He woke up and smiled at Hermione.
"You feeling better?" he asked softly. She nodded. She tried hard to sit up but her back ached.
"Don't try to get up yet. You still need a few hours for the spell to kick in. They'll heal soon," he said soothingly. She nodded again and layed down. She sqeezed his hand again. Ron just realized that he was still holding her hand and awkwardly let go and stood up. His face turned red and he headed for the kitchen.
"T .. Thank You," Hermione finally managed to say. Her voice was a little hoarse but she had to say it. Ron looked at her looking a little surprised.
"You know I'd do anything for you," he said quietly putting on a cute grin and continued his way to the kitchen. She smiled weakly and relaxed her body. She continued on with her sleep.
Harry visited later on that night. He arrived with flowers and food for dinner.
"Hey Hermione," he said cheerily as he saw Hermione looking well. He sat beside her and stroked her hair. "You doing okay?"
"Yeah! I am! Thanks to Ron! He did such a good job on the healing spells. They're healing up nicely. I think they will fully heal soon," Hermione said happily flashing Ron a big smile. Ron blushed. Hermione continued on to explain what else Ron did for her .. like the clothes and the comfort. Harry just kept on grinning at Ron teasing him. Ron returned those grins with dirty looks.
"Hermione," Harry started to say seriously, "I know this will hard for you right now but Ron and I need to know what happened to you yesterday." Hermione gave a grave expression. She didn't want to talk about it but she knew it was going to happen sometime. Her two bestfriends were aurors, she can't escape that. She looked straight at Harry's eyes then turned to Ron. He nodded his head and she started telling the story.
Harry was right. It was hard. She tried hard not to cry as she explained her story. She managed to go through the whole story, making sure she didn't leave anything out. By this time tears started to swell in her eyes but she held them in as best as she could. Ron sat next to her and held her hand. His touch gave her life and she finished. Harry and Ron listened to her carefully and attentively, absorping every detail and word. They were speechless. She could their faces. They both were furious but they didn't want to react violently.
"I'll go check up on background on Malfoy. We'll get him tonight Hermione. We'll get him good," he said reassuringly. He got up and patted Ron on the back signalling his goodbye. Ron headed to the kitchen to unload their dishes and Harry talked to Hermione.
He kissed her forehead and whispered in her ear.
"You are lucky he loves you so much," Harry said quietly so that Ron won't hear.
"I know," she whispered back. Harry left and Ron came back and sat by Hermione. There was only silence between them.
"Ron .." Hermione started, "I know that I have already said this before but .... I want to say thank you again. I'm sorry for - "
"You don't have to say sorry Hermione," Ron said looking at her, "I'm the one who should be sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you and I don't mean any of the things that I said to you - " He paused. He looked away and stared at the fireplace. He felt so much guilt. If only he could just tell her how he felt about her. But he felt that he didn't deserve her. Hermione touched his face and caressed his cheek. Ron touched her hand and closed his eyes. He loved her touch. She turned his face so he could look at her. She didn't say anything. She just looked into his eyes and Ron knew she understood what he was feeling.
"Ron," she said softly as she moved closer to him and hugged him, "I love you" she whispered in his ear. Ron pulled back and looked at her straight in the eyes, hoping that this wasn't a dream. She smiled and nodded. She looked at his lips then back at his eyes. Ron knew what she wanted and he placed his lips gently on hers kissing her softly. Hermione's hand cupped his face and kissed him back. Ron's hands slowly went down her back, held her waist and pulled them back. He thought he hurt her.
"They healed," Hermione said with a smile. Ron kissed her again and placed his hands back on the small of her back. He slowly lifted her shirt up as they kept kissing. Hermione started to unbutton his shirt too and opened it revealing a body that she never thought she would see. She rubbed his chest and kissed it. She helped Ron take off her shirt and Ron too was amazed that her body. Hermione cupped his face again, willing to give herself to him. He never thought he would be able to touch her body in such a way. He kissed her neck. Hermione moaned quietly in pleasure and leaned down on her back. As he moved his lips down to her chest Hermione ran her fingers through his hair. He kissed her breasts and touched them gently then he kissed her stomach giving her sweet tingles with each touch. She pulled his face back up and kissed him. The kiss was no longer slow and gently. It was passion now. They removed the rest of the clothes and they loved the feeling of each other's body pressed up against each other.
The heat of the fireplace drove them both as Ron entered her. Hermione moaned louder biting her lip. Hermione's hands massaged his back pressing him even harder against her. Ron felt the smoothness of her thighs as he caressed his hands on them. They both started to sweat as Ron started to thrust. The pain Hermione felt was addictive and they both started breathing differently. Their breathing patterns shifted to loud heaves. They gasped for air as the pace got quicker. Their moans got louder and their grips on each other got tighter.
Ron held her hand and looked at her, "You okay?"
"Yes."
They both wanted this for so long, they didn't want to stop and let each other go.
Ron continued to caress her breasts as Hermione moaned louder and louder. Ron started to moan to as he felt her fingers mark his back. He kept on thrusting. He gave her all he got. Hermione called his name out breathlessly as Ron shoved, each getting closer tot he climax. Hermione closed her eyes tight and so did Ron's. They never held on so tight. They breathing got heavier, the moans turned to soft screams.
"Ron," she called out as she grabbed his face and kissed him like she never kissed before. Ron grabbed her thighs and her back. She leaned her head back ready for it. She called his name one last time as they both reached what they were pleasurably working for. Their climax.
Ron's body relaxed on top of Hermione's. The both had short breaths and they both felt each other's sweat. Ron rolled over to her side and pulled the blankets up to cover them. Hermione's breathing calmed down as she fell asleep soundly next to him wit her arm over his body. Ron stroked her forehead with the tip of his nose and kissed it. He kissed her hair and ran his fingers through it, pushing off the strands off her face. He looked at her lovingly and smiled. An angel was sleeping next to him.
"I love you," he whispered as she held him tighter putting her head on his chest.
"I won't let anything happen to you .."