Chapter 5: An Eternitys Wait

A single teardrop slid down her porcelain cheek,slightly smearing the make-up that Narcissa had expertly put on earlier that day. As she faced the door, she closed her eyes. ' No, I cant look at him...I wont look at him.' As she lay on the bed, she couldnt help but feel vulnerable, and she didnt like this feeling one bit. She didnt want Malfoy to think that he could do what he wanted with her body, and with her being sprawled on the bed like this she couldnt see how Malfoy wouldnt take this as an open invitation. Trembling slightly, with eyes still closed, she slid off the bed, and stood up straight. Tears were now falling freely from her face, and she didnt care if he saw or not. The floorboards creeked, and she heard him walking towards her. Hermione shivered, goosebumps prickling along her shoulders...She felt that with every footstep, she was being condemned to hell. Finally, the floorboards stopped creaking, and Hermione could hear slow breathing sounds that were coming from directly in front of her. Malfoy had reached his destination, and was indeed standing in front of her.

"Please..dont..cant you...understand...please..I dont want this...dont do this to me.." she whispered,and with every word she felt her body aching with fear. Her eyes were still closed, and tears were smeared in every direction all over her angelic face. She could hear him shuffling a bit, and then she felt his hand cup her face. She shivered out of surprise. She expected his hands to be cold,but they werent. They were warm,soft and gentle, like two nights before when he startled her again, by showing her an act of kindness when he gave her a massage. Even though the intentions were to apply the healing ointment. But something about his hands felt different, as if she had felt them before, but not on her back.

They werent as rough as Dracos normally were. In fact they felt bigger, and his fingers felt sort of lanky and long. "Please dont cry, I told you Ill always be here. You should have trusted me. Id never hurt you.", the voice said rather softly,in a voice that was not at all Dracos in any way...

Hermione knew that voice at once and opened her eyes, and almost fainted. She screamed very loudly, and backed away from him. She clutched her heart with her right hand, trying to slow it down. Her chest was rising up and down from her rapid breathing. "Shh...Its alright. Calm down, Im here now and nothing is going to happen, I promise" He smiled, and his blue eyes lit up. They were so mesmorizing, that she couldnt look away. "Ron..." Hermione said deeply. She hesitated,then took a brave step towards him. 'It cant be...It just cant be.'

"Yes, it can be" Ron said, as if he could read her mind. "Im always here with you, Hermione." He walked up to her, and placed his arms around her body, bringing her in close and stroking her hair. "Youre mine. Youre my Hermione, and now were going to be together both in mind...and body." He pulled out of the hug, and Hermione looked into his eyes. They were his eyes...This was no trick. His red hair, lanky thin fingers, and his unmistakeable tall and long figure were all the trademarks of Ron Weasley. "But, how can this be...Youre dead." she whispered, eyes brimming with unwanted tears. "No..." she said again, this time with more force and stability in her voice than before. "Youre not here, youre gone, youre dead, I saw you die. Im dreaming, this is nothing but a foolish dre-" But she never finished, as Ron put his freckly finger over her mouth silencing her. "Shh. Listen to me and only me. Not the voices in your head and all the rational reasons for this. Just listen to the sound of my voice." Hermione nodded her head faintly and let him continue.

"All that matters is that Im here with you. Especially tonight. My beautiful Hermione, do you know how long Ive waited for you?" He smiled at her, and nuzzled her neck, with kisses. She tilted her head back in pleasure, closing her eyes slightly. 'It is him...hes back and Im never letting him go again.' As he continued kissing her,even though her head was telling her that he was real and her skin was rejoicing with pleasure as he continued to touch her, in the pit of her stomach, fear started creeping back in. A voice was telling her things. Things that she didnt want to hear, but somehow she just knew were right. This isnt right and you know it. Rons dead. You saw him die. This is a trick. Wheres Malfoy? This is a trick. This isnt right. Wheres Malfoy..Wheres Draco...

"Wheres Draco?" Hermione said slightly stuttering. Ron backed away from Hermione and stared her in the eyes. His eyes were narrowed in an almost unnatural way. His usually warm blue eyes seemed cold, and he seemed to be surveying her. "You do not need to worry anymore abut him." His eyes were no longer narrowed and his face was alight with warmth. He walked forward her again and enveloped her body with his arms once more. He lowered his head to her neck and kissed the spot below her left ear. It was her favorite spot and only Ron knew where it was...

He whispered into her ear and said ever so softly,"I have wanted you since forever. I want you, and theres nothing that you can say to make me not get what I want, because I always get what I want." This remark startled Hermione. She pulled herself out of his arms, and looked into his face. Her eyes wide with surprise. She couldnt explain it, but when she locked onto his blazing blue eyes, she thought she saw a flicker of a reddish glint behind them But it was only there for a second...surely she was imagining things. She didnt have time to contemplate as Ron moved into her again and cupped her face with both of his hands.

"Hermione, I know that we were going to wait for our wedding night.Think of this as that night." He moved his hands lower to her shoulders. His voice was soft,and full of desire. Hermione felt like she was in a trance just by listening to that voice. Ron looked deeply into her eyes and without a second thought he bent forward and kissed Hermione in a rough, passionate kiss. She felt like she was gonna melt. Her arms felt like marshmallows as they stayed limply to her sides. Her legs were quivering madly, and her cheeks were rising with an intense heat that Hermione only felt when she was alone with Ron. He stopped kissing her abruptly,and stroked her arms while saying,"Hermione dont be afraid. Its me. Me and you for all eternity remember? Just accept me...Give in to youre deepest desires. I can hear your body screaming for me. Just acknowledge that its me and I can rid you of youre every fear..Please Hermione let me be with you...Let us fufill the destiny that we were put on this earth to do."

After he said this, he expertly placed his fingers to the buttons on the back of her wedding dress. He flicked them off, one by one until all of the buttons were off. He slid the smooth fabric of the dress off of her and let it fall around her feet. Hermione was wearing white lace underwear that could plainly be shown through her nightgown dress that was also white,but was made out of silk and reached up to the bottom of her thighs. Hermione didnt have time to feel cold from the lack of clothing, because he again filled in the space between them with both his lips and his arms. This time Hermiones arms acted, and while he kissed her she responded by wrapping her arms around his neck. His arms placed delicately around her waist. All fear and doubt vanished as he smoothly kissed her. All she felt was bliss. Heaven on earth and nothing she felt was wrong with the world now that the man she loved...the man she was destined to be with was now with her..holding her..kissing her.

He spoke into her ear,making Hermione feel disappointed that he had abandoned her lips,but still glad to hear her lovers voice. "Will you accept me?" was all he said before he snaked his right arm a little up her gown and caressed her thigh. She grasped onto him with pleasure and said very inaudibly so that only he could hear her if he was close enough, "Yes". Hermione didnt see the evil smile he threw at her,before he again placed his lips onto hers.

He grasped onto her tight,picked her up and gently lay her laying down on the bed. Hermione wasnt scared as he carefully removed every piece of clothing on his person. She loved the sight it gave her. She was happy, no beyond happiness. She was in complete ecstasy as her lovers lips met hers again. His hand caressing her in all the right places, the way he made her body ache for more even at the slightest touch.His hands were now all over her bare body,as he had removed her clothes with such gentle hands that she didnt even notice. He teased her with his hands and his mouth. She enjoyed every tantalizing thing he did to her, and even though his hands went everywhere and pleasuring her, he still hadnt accomplished the thing that her body was now aching for him to do.

He was laying on top of her, the sheets of the bed wrapped around their bodies, theyre lips hardly parting. He shifted his weight a little, and Hermione knew what he was about to do. But before he did, she had to tell him something. "Ron, I love you." He stopped and looked at her. An odd silence followed. Hermione was a bit surprised that he immediatley didnt say anything in return. Then after a few moments of odd pause, he said his voice full of truth,"I love you, too. Let me show you..." Hermione braced herself. She knew that it would at first hurt but it would subside because she was with him. After all, this is what they wanted to do since they had become a couple..Be forever entwined in each other. To feel each others body,to be with each other.To subdue the heat that always would build up whenever they kissed or were alone with one another.

The pain happened so fast that Hermione thought that she would never recover, but after a few more minutes and her body becoming rhythmic with his, floods of enormous pleasure followed and she again wrapped her arms around her lovers neck, moaning softly from pleasure and the realization that her and Ron were now enjoying an experience that she feared that she would have never had the chance to experience for the first time with him...

MID-MORNING,HOURS AFTER SUNRISE

Hermione had a wonderful dream. 'No,oh please I hope it wasnt a dream,oh but if it was may I never wake up from it.' She told herself,as she felt a ray of light bathe her in warmth where she lay. She slowly crept her eyes open and saw that the sunlight was poring through the curtains and hitting her directly in the face. She took in her surroundings. She saw her wedding dress on the floor and a few feet away was her undergarments along with the clothes of a boys. She smiled to herself and thought,' It wasnt a dream. It wasnt a fantasy, it was real. He was real and hes back with me and we made love last night' She closed her eyes, her smile still on her face as she felt an arm creep up her waist and rest on top of her own hand. She opened her eyes as she felt her fingers clasp around his hand. She stared down at her own hand which was now over his. But she didnt see long, freckly fingers anymore. And they no longer felt soft and gentle. She stared down at the hand and her eyes roamed to the arm it was attached to. No freckles. The arm and the hand looked a little bit muscle-toned and the skin color was very pale,too pale to be Rons...

A/N:Sorry it took so long to update! Christmas had me all tied up and I didnt have time to update! Please R/R hope you enjoyed it!