Things start to heat up!
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The late afternoon sun beat down on the three teenagers as they attempted to set up their tent once more. The ground was grassy and the area abundant with plant life. The trio had chosen this spot because of the large stream near by. The heat was so intense that summer day, and they were all looking forward to a good swim.
"Okay Ron," Hermione said. "Set your side."
Hermione had just slid the poles through the proper loops and staked it into the ground. The tent was severely lopsided now due to Ron's incapability of seating up a tent.
Ron followed Hermione's command and tugged and maneuvered the pole, attempting to align it with the loop hole.
He struggled. "I can't get it in!" He groaned with frustration. Harry stood by the other corner of the tent and smirked.
"That sounds like a personal problem mate, but I'm sure Hermione will shift a little to help you out," He stated smoothly. It was true that Hermione needed to shift a bit to let Ron get his side in, but she knew exactly how Harry had meant that comment and she let out a loud gasp of shock.
"Harry!" She scolded and he smiled guiltily. Ron, who was on the other side of the tent had let go of the pole and it flung back into the air. He was now flushed a deep red color.
"You're such a bloody git, Harry!" Ron said embarrassedly.
"Sorry, mate, but you always set yourself up for it!" Harry responded unapologetically.
"Harry, Shut up!" Hermione snapped. She had had her fill of humiliation today and if ever there was ever any sexual tension between she and Ron, today was the most there had ever been. She didn't need Harry adding to it.
"Let's just set this bleeding tent up and get on with it!"
The group fell silent and continued to set up their tent; pulling, stretching, and staking the pieces till competed.
They soon finished and Harry and Ron looked on at their handy work.
"That's a gorgeous tent that is," Harry stated as he wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead.
"Righto mate," Ron added. "I reckon we worked really hard this time."
"Hem, Hem," Hermione cleared her throat and the boys looked over at her. She now stood before them, clad in a small, blue bikini with a towel wrapped loosely around her slim waist.
"I'm going swimming," She stated haughtily. "Are you coming?" Hermione turned her back to the two boys and strutted down a narrow dirt path that led to the stream.
Ron swallowed hard and his skin heated up. Images of a naked Hermione flashed through his mind once again. Even in the swim suite her curves taunted him. He felt Harry give him a nudge to move, but Ron was afraid that if he did move, he'd have an orgasm.
"Come on Boys! Let's get wet!" Hermione shouted as she leaped into the water; plunging into the depths of the cool liquid.
Harry and Ron jogged up behind her, both in muggle swimming trunks. Harry glanced over at Ron and shook his head.
"Maybe is I was single and she wasn't my best friend we could do something about that," Harry stated and then smiled. "But your available Ron! You can get her wet!"
Ron flushed and turned an angry glance at Harry. "Sod off," he muttered as they approached the waters edge.
Hermione suddenly popped her head out above the water and splashed the boys playfully. They shrank back away from the splashes of cool water.
"Come on in, it's great!"'' She shouted at them.
Harry and Ron did as told and leaped in over Hermione's head and into the cool refreshing water.
The trio splashed around in the fresh water lake; dunking each other and leaping in. All tension seemed to leak away as the hours in the water passed by leaving their finger tips pruny.
Their conversation had once again shifted back to the school days.
"I always knew that Draco would join Voldemort the minute he turned of age," Hermione said.
"Yeah, I'm glad he went to Azkaban, the bloody wanker," Ron commented. As an after thought he asked casually. "Speaking of wankers…how is Viktor Krum?"
In response, Hermione sent a huge splash of water in Ron's direction. Ron was no longer jealous of Krum, he just simply didn't like him. During the end of their sixth year at Hogwart's, foreign wizards started to join forces with the English ministry. Krum was one to join the resistance. After one of the meetings Krum had tried to force himself on Hermione. Of course, she handled it well and hexed him into oblivion. That wasn't enough though. Once Ron found out, he made it his business to make sure Krum never touched Hermione again. She had never asked Ron about what he did to him, but the very next day Viktor had shown up with a black eye and gave a very long apology. Hermione had remained friends with him, but not very good ones. Ron need not worry about Hermione and Krum engaging in a relationship anymore, but he sure as hell had no respect for him any longer.
Harry and Ron laughed at the comment and even Hermione let a small smile slip; completely understanding of Ron's dislike toward Krum.
"Well mates," Harry chimed in. "I'm all swimmed out!" He stated as he swam to the waters edge, stepped out and dried himself off.
Hermione swam to the edge and stood in the waist deep water. "I'm going to stay in a bit longer; will you start up a fire?" She asked.
Harry nodded. "No worries love! You two behave," Harry stated as he saw that behind Hermione, Ron was sneaking up on her. Harry smiled and turned to leave.
Hermione nodded in thanks and just as Harry turned to leave she felt a big, strong, wet arm wrap around her chest, grab her shoulder and yank her under the water.
The water swallowed her face, flooding into her mouth, nose and eyes. When she swam back up to the surface she spluttered out water and rubbed at her eyes.
"Ronald Weasley!" she squeaked out between coughs. When the water cleared out of her eyes she saw him across from her laughing.
Ron looked so adorable when he got giggly, it was a rare treat to see him in such a fine mood and the fact that he was soaking wet just added to the delectable look that was purely Ron.
Hermione couldn't resist. She smile and made a leap at Ron; placing her hands firmly on the top of his head and pushed down. It was a vain effort, he didn't budge. Even when she put her full weight on him he didn't sink down, he was too tall. Before she knew it Ron had his arms wrapped tightly around her waist, her breasts were firmly pressed to the side of his face and she could feel his tight and slippery chest muscles against her stomach. She struggled in his arms to get him to dunk under, but it just wasn't happening. As she gave up on her attack she loosened her grip and slid down his body, coming to rest at a very close, face to face level.
Hermione took in a shaky breath. She and Ron stood in each others embrace at a very frightening distance. She couldn't move away though, didn't want to move away. She wasn't thinking clearly any longer, and her heart beat sped up to an alarming rate as Ron's nose brushed against hers.
Hermione's arms snaked slowly around Ron's neck and he held her firmly against him. She could feel herself start to heat up as she felt Ron's breath mix with hers. She knew in that instant what was about to happen and what surprised her most was that wanted it more than anything.
She leaned in closer and felt her trembling lips brush awkwardly across Ron's. They lingered in that position for a moment, unsure of what to do. Then, slowly, Ron closed his lips over Hermione's lower lip and kissed her; sucking lightly. Hermione gasped and opened her mouth. Ron reacted passionately and captured her lips once more in an eager kiss. Hermione felt herself loosing control as she let herself melt into the kiss. It was lasting much longer than she expected, but she wasn't complaining. This kiss was something she had waited a long time for, a girl could die happy after a kiss like this.
After a few moments, hands started to roam and things started to heat up. Ron moved from her lips and Hermione tilted her chin up giving Ron easier access to her neck. He kissed and nipped hungrily at her soft flesh and she let out a moan of pleasure.
The water was so warm and steam was rising from their bodies. At first she just thought it was her imagination, playing on her lustful emotions. Then it started to get really hot and very uncomfortable. Steam was rising from the heated water and Hermione shifted worriedly in Ron's arms.
"Ron," She whispered with fear and he moved away from her and looked at her, obviously unaware of their altered surroundings.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Ron, the water," Hermione stated more frantically. Ron smiled still, and moved to kiss her once more.
"I know, it's great," He purred.
Hermione pushed him away, growing with frustration and pain from the searing water.
"No, Ron!" She shouted. "The water is starting to boil, look!"
Ron finally caught on and his upper brain kicked in. He took one glance around the watering hole and noticed the steam rising and heat bubbles forming. It started to hurt.
"We've got to get out!" Hermione shouted as she pulled at Ron's arm. Ron obediently followed and the pair came splashing hurriedly out of the stream and they collapsed on the grassy bank. Ron and Hermione were breathing hard and steam was coming off their hot skin.
"What was that?" Ron asked frantically.
Hermione's eyes darted around, searching for the answer to Ron's question. The water was now bubbling harshly and Hermione knew that they'd be dead if they were still in that water.
Just then, Hermione and Ron heard a loud round of laughter and the rustle of leaves. They shot their glances over in the sounds direction and witnessed something they had both hoped never to see again.
Two tall figures dashed out of sight, long, black robes flowing behind them. With a loud CRACK! They were gone.
Hermione and Ron stared blankly at the sight. They had both been unprepared and harshly surprised by the incident. What were death eaters doing here? This was supposed to be over!
Ron was the first to stand up, all the while keeping his gaze locked across the stream in case the culprits were to show themselves again. Ron reached down quickly and pulled Hermione up to her feet.
"Death Eaters!" Hermione gasped. She and Ron both instinctively reached down for their wands and scanned their surroundings for any further threats.
"We have to tell Harry," Hermione stated quietly. Ron turned his attention to her quickly. This wasn't good news, and he knew Harry wouldn't take it well.
"No," He protested.
"Ron! We have to! They could come back!" She argued. Ron looked torn and nodded sadly.
Hermione gave him a tug on the arm and they both set off at a quick pace towards their camp site.
Harry had just finished adding the last ingredients to his soup that was boiling over the fire pit. The sky was starting to get dark and Ron and Hermione still weren't back yet. Maybe that was a good thing…they deserved a honeymoon just like any other newly married couple. Harry chuckled to himself knowing that if he had stated those thoughts out loud to either of his friends he'd be a dead man.
He sat back comfortably on a log and watched the fire burn.
"Harry!" Shouted the frantic voice of Hermione. Harry jumped to his feet, and searched the dark woods for the source of the voice. Within seconds he spotted Ron and Hermione running toward him.
"What's wrong," Asked Harry. Ron and Hermione came to an abrupt stop in front of him; both were breathing hard and flushed in the face. Neither spoke.
"What happened," He asked again.
Ron controlled his breathing and was the first to speak. "Harry…down at the stream…Hermione and I were kis-" Ron had begun to say kissing, but was cut off in pain when Hermione landed the heel of her foot right down on Ron's toe. He grimaced and then shot her an evil glare.
Harry looked on at his friends with both concern and irritation.
"Hermione and you were what?" Harry asked, urging Ron to continue.
"Hermione and I were-were, kidding around when the water started to heat up!" Ron explained.
"Heat up?" Harry asked with confusion.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "It started to boil! It was lucky that me and Ron got out in time or we'd have been dead!" Hermione stated.
Harry still appeared confused and somewhat pensive as he stared off past his two best friends.
Hermione watched Harry closely. She didn't want to be the one to bear this news.
"Harry," She started cautiously. "There were two death eaters."
Harry turned his gaze to her sharply.
"No!" He stated passionately. "No, there wasn't."
"Harry! Ron and I saw them! They tried to kill us!" Hermione argued.
"Then you saw wrong!" Harry spat and turned away from her; taking a seat on the log once more.
Hermione rounded on him. "You can't just ignore them Harry! Lupin said that we'd still have enemies out there-"
"It's over! All of it! Haven't I lost enough? I don't want to deal with it anymore, I just want a normal life," Harry explained emotionally.
Hermione shut her mouth and looked down on him with sympathy. "Harry…I understand. I just wanted you to know that there is a possibility of danger…so we can be prepared."
Hermione hated seeing her friend this way. She had hoped the whole thing was over as well, and as much as she wished she had been seeing things she hadn't and she had to be ready to fight for her life once more if needed. Harry would do best to do the same.
Harry stared into the fire pensively. With out looking up, he muttered. "Can we just eat?"
Hermione and Ron nodded silently and sat down next to Harry' serving themselves up some of Harry's soup.
After a few minutes of silence, Harry finally spoke. "We'll need to take turns keeping watch tonight," He said dully.
"I'll take first watch," Hermione suggested. No one argued.
It suddenly felt like old times for Hermione. It was strange how nearly an hour ago she was snogging passionately with the man of her dreams and now they were discussing defensive strategies. Situations that nearly kill you really spoil the moment. She had thought that finally she'd be able to move on and start a social life now that the war was over. She had failed to realize that she and her friends were marked for life. They were a central part of the battle and would probably be remembered through out wizard history.
The situation had caused her to forget all about her encounter with Ron, but the memories started to flood in and she had to force herself to not feel uncomfortable and embarrassed around him.
"If you had to pick any teacher at Hogwarts…" Ron voice suddenly broke the silence and Hermione and Harry looked on at him. "Which one would you sleep with?"
"What!" Harry and Hermione snapped simultaneously.
Ron looked taken a back. "I'm just trying to lighten the mood! Now answer the question!"
Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron. There was no way she was even going to think about it.
"Come on, mates," Ron said. "If you and one of the professors were the only witch and wizard left in the world and you had to repopulate…who would you hope that professor was?" Ron asked once again.
Hermione cringed at the thought. "I'd rather let the race die out," She stated simply.
"McGonagall," Harry stated. "She's a powerful witch and she's healthy." He explained. Both Ron and Hermione grimaced at his answer.
"I, er, I'd have gone with Sinistra," Ron said. "She's about twenty times younger and not bad looking either."
Harry furrowed his brows and blushed. "Er, yeah, that probably would have been a better answer," He admitted, not having thought of professor Sinistra.
"What about you Hermione?" Ron asked and looked at her. As soon as he did, he blushed deeply and looked away. He still couldn't believe what he and Hermione had done! I hope she's not upset about it, he thought.
"I told you! I wouldn't!" She answered stubbornly.
"Oh come on! We won't tell anyone," Harry said. Ron's little game had worked. Harry was now distracted.
Hermione hesitated. She didn't want to answer but she knew she'd be pestered the rest of the night if she didn't.
"Can it be any teacher that HAS worked at Hogwarts?" She asked.
"Oh! Not Lockheart!" Ron groaned, jumping to conclusions.
"No, NOT Lockheart. I was actually going to say….Professor Lupin," Hermione stated shyly.
To her surprise, Ron and Harry didn't respond. They simply sat there, looking thoughtful.
"What?" Hermione asked with concern.
"Well," Harry started. "I was just wondering if that was possible,"
"yeah," Ron agreed. "I mean, if the purpose is to repopulate the wizarding race, then you might not want to shag a werewolf," He explained.
"I don't want to!" She protested. "You made me chose, and Lupin is the male professor that I admire the most!" She stated, trying to explain herself. Harry and Ron laughed at her and she grew angry.
"That would be some real animal loving!" Ron laughed.
"Yeah," Harry said. "A HOWLING good time!"
The boys were in a fit of laughter now and Hermione was quite irritated. The only way to get them to stop them picking on her was to bring up a topic that would severely distract them.
She smirked, and then said. "Ginny….and Snap!"
Harry and Ron both stopped laughing right away and stared at Hermione.
"Their hot bodies pressed up against each other, hungry with lust," Hermione said and the boys looked horror stricken.
Hermione smiled with pride. It was a lovely thing to be smarter than the boys. Their greatest flaw was that they underestimated her.
Both Harry and Ron appeared completely disgusted.
"Thanks Hermione," Harry said. "You just ruined any eagerness I had to get back to Ginny."
Ron furrowed his eyebrows and glanced up at Hermione. "Well, now I'm not sure if I should stuff a sock in your mouth or thank you," He stated seriously. He didn't want Harry shagging his sister either.
Hermione smiled. "Just be careful next time you decide to make fun of me."
Harry frowned. "I'm going to bed."
With that, Harry stood up and sauntered off to the small tent. Ron stood up as well.
"Me too," Ron stated.
"Good," Hermione said. "I need some time to catch up on my reading."
Hermione watched as Harry and Ron entered the tent. Her thoughts soon drifted to the dire situation and she frowned. She then set her book aside and took out her wand. It was time to keep watch.
A/N: I'd love to hear what you think about this chapter, so leave a review! I plan on having a nice chat with Hermione and Ron in the next chapter so be looking out for that. After what happened, they need to have a good talk.:) Thanks again!