Hot Lips

Summary: The war is over and wedding bells are in the air. Let us join two couples participating in a double wedding reception and honeymoon with unexpected pleasures. HP/HrG, BZ/GW

Disclaimer: These people are a figment of JKRowlings' imagination. I'm just foolin' around with 'em.

Author: Voluptua (and my two anonymous, best friends)

Introduction: Beautiful Ginny Weasley is engaged to handsome Blaise Zambini. Lovely Hermione Granger is engaged to drop-dead-gorgeous Harry Potter.

Chapter 2 - Double Your Pleasure

Hermione and Ginny had their heads together over the desk full of papers, pencils and wedding paraphernalia. Without preamble, Ginny reached over and licked Hermione on the cheek. Hermione reacted with a swipe to her wet cheek and a disgusted, "eeew" directed toward her friend.

Ginny merely chuckled, "come on My-nee, you know that turns you on."

"Yeah, but now is not the time," Hermione cautioned, "we have less than three weeks to pull this thing together, A double wedding and a double reception and a double honeymoon! I was crazy to agree."

"Hey you were out-numbered 3 to 1 at decision time before you capitulated, as I recall. Besides, once we are all in Disneyland, we're going to be soooooo glad we did it this way!"

Hermione turned her body toward the beautiful temptress, grabbed her cheeks, and planted a quick but sultry kiss upon those pouty lips to silence them. "Okay, okay, let's get back to work!"

Rubbing her thigh against Hermione's, she purred, "hmmm."

Hermione's answering moan put a satisfied smile on Ginny's face. Tabling further actions for later, she picked up a brochure, made some notes and dialed a number on her muggle phone.

At about the same time, two handsome men entered a private sauna. A lazy voice broke the silence. "You know what I'm thinking…"

With a deep sigh, Harry ventured, "I hesitate to imagine."

"This double business…the wedding and all…"

"Yeah?" Harry prompted.

"I think we ought to switch partners."

"What? Hermione wouldn't wa…" Harry began.

"Not Hermione."

"Oh." A light went off in Harry's head. He could feel Blaise's eyes upon him. Then to his surprise, the next thing he felt was Blaise's hand under his chin and sliding onto his cheek turning his face toward the Slytherin.

Dropping his hand to the hero's lap, he softly asked, "Harry will you marry me?" Blaise's contagious smile evolved into an equally contagious laughter then both men broke into boisterous laughter.

When they had calmed down, Blaise admitted, "Seriously Harry, I don't know where this is coming from and I'm rather embarrassed to confess, that I…" He looked away for a moment as if to gather courage, then turning back to gaze into those vibrant green eyes that were staring expectantly into his, he continued, "I have very unusual feelings for you."

"I know. And I share those same feelings for you…and yes…" Harry smiled, in spite of himself, "I will marry you."

After a brief silence, they both fell into gales of laughter during which Harry noticed that Blaise's hand was still in his lap...and rising, seemingly of its own volition.

"Oh, no!" Harry exclaimed, looking downward.

Nobody was laughing now…

The wizard world was ecstatic when the double wedding announcement was published in the Prophet. It was the first of its kind…a public invitation for everyone. To which, of course, almost the entire wizard world would be attending.

The Hero was finally tying the knot with none other than his Hogwarts sweetheart, Hermione. To top it all off Slytherin, Blaise Zabini, the delectable heartthrob of most of the girls at school, was sharing the double marriage ceremony with Ginny Weasley as his intended. Ron Weasley and Draco Malfoy, respectively, were serving as the best men with Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil as the respective maids of honor. The beautiful wedding, followed by a lavish reception would be the topic of conversations for years to come.

The day finally arrived, bringing perfect sunshine and clear, blue skies. There was a very festive air about every wizard community. People apparated from all over the globe to witness the great event! The ceremony was held at the Wizard Beach which was the only place large enough to hold the thousands of attendees. The excitement was stupendous!

Flowers were everywhere; garlands of flowers decorated every available space; expertly fashioned flower arrangements positioned throughout the beach areas gave the resort a feel of paradise. Colorful flower petals strewn all over the sand were magically treated to avoid being crushed as thousands of feet walked over them. The brides and bridesmaids carried breathtakingly beautiful bouquets.

The foursome was resplendent in their gorgeous wedding apparel. Each had memorized their vows which were solemnly recited amid tears and cheers from their families and many friends. Harry performed a magic spell of voice amplification which allowed even the smallest pin-drop to be heard by everyone attending.

First, the guests looked on fondly as the final salutes were shared by the newly married couples.. These loving kisses were accompanied by the usual catcalls and whistles. Secondly, when the brides decided to share a delightful and elongated tongue dance involving an embrace that included squeezing of each other buttocks; an unprecedented applause erupted at the culmination. However, a stunned audience became extremely quiet when Blaise grabbed Harry's hand and looking into his eyes said softly, "I've been waiting for this ever since that sauna. Remember?"

"How could I forget!" Harry replied, while gently pulling Blaise's head toward his own. Most members of the crowd chalked this unusual behavior up to 'over joyous wedding bliss' or a joke of some kind; but when the kiss seemed never-ending the guests began a murmur that escalated to surprised comments, then to cheers, playful gay-colored jeers, encouragement and finally applause when it appeared as though they would continue ad infinitum.

A playful tug on his arm from Ginny caused Blaise to reluctantly pull away, with a mischievous smile. However, Harry was in a mild state of shock when their lips pulled apart and had to be coaxed out of his state of tremendous arousal by Hermione who cast a spell to creating calmness that prevent him from making a bigger spectacle of himself.

Fortunately, the world renowned wizard orchestra chose that moment to switch from the traditional wedding music to lively dance music. With their attention diverted, the thousands of guests melded into a mass of undulating bodies of movement as everybody started dancing. Fun and romance was in the air. For added entertainment, a bevy of talented singers and acrobatic dancers performed on stages, hung-in-midair and magically transported up and down the beach.

An endless supply of Champagne flowed from numerous fountains strategically placed around the resort area. Tuxedoed Elves continuously replenished trays of tempting appetizers, entrees, fruits and desserts. By evening time, most of the guests had left along with the food and drinks. The foursome finally retired to their suites, extremely happy but thoroughly exhausted, realizing that they had to get an early morning start on their double honeymoon at Disneyland, California!

The foursome donned muggle vacation clothes and apparated to Anaheim, California. Upon entering the lobby of the Disneyland Hotel, Hermione cautioned, "Remember, we are in Disneyland not Wizardland. Be careful with your use of magic around these muggles. This pertains to you, Blaise. Look, at what you're doing!"

"What?"

"The three of us are pulling our luggage by the handles. You are not touching yours and it is following you!"

"Oh, that! Hmm, sorry." With a wink in her direction, he made a grandiose show of grabbing the handle. "How's this?"

"Fine. You're incorrigible," Hermione laughed, then cautioned her friend, "You're going to have to keep an eye on your husband, Ginny."

"Yeah, I know. He's a handful!" Ginny chuckled.

"Hey, you know I'm much more than a handful!" Blaise bragged.

Everybody laughed as they approached the check-in desk.

Because of her background of interaction with muggles, Hermione was designated to handle the check-in procedure, which because of Ginny's very precise reservations went very smoothly.

When they entered their luxurious suites, Harry noticed, "There's no adjoining door between the rooms. Guess I'll have to fix that." In the next instant, he had created a beautiful door with mirrors on each side.

"Wow, that's what I call a door!" Blaise proudly pirouetted in front of the mirror, admiring himself.

"You'll have to re-create that wall every morning when we leave the suites to accommodate maid service, don't forget, Harry." Hermione admonished.

"Yes, Mum," Harry teased.

"I want to ride the Matterhorn first!" Ginny exclaimed while perusing the hotel's brochure.

Everybody agreed and crowded around her to view the brochure. After getting an idea of what to expect, the group headed for Fantasyland.

"Gee, look at that line, Harry complained, "We'll be waiting all day to get on the Matterhorn."

"Uh, uh, here's where the fun begins," Blaise announced, "Harry, would you do us the honor of casting your newly discovered invisibility spell. However, when I pinch you, reverse it immediately, okay?"

"No problem," Harry cast the spell, wandless, "Now what?"

"Follow me." Leading the way, Blaise marched to the front of the line, let out a blood-curdling yell and cast a spell to produce a heavy blowing wind. In that instant every head was turned around looking for the source of the yell and grabbing their hats, clothes, children and whatever else was affected by the sudden windstorm.

Harry felt a pinch, "Ouch!"

"That's the signal to reverse the spells, genius!" Blaise's sarcasm was met with laughter as four beautiful new people appeared at the front of the line. Blaise turned to the family that was now second in line and said, "wonder where that wind came from, did you lose anything?"

"No," a prim little lady answered. "We were first. Where did you come fro…?"

"Next!" the park attendant interrupted, motioning to the honeymooners to board the next car.

Blaise gave the prim little lady an extra large smile as he joined his group.

Needless to say, the group, or more specifically, Blaise continued to create havoc on the 'Pirates of the Caribbean,' where he leaped from the boat onto the animated display and began chasing and catching the women. He further entertained by pulling their dresses up and feeling their breasts. Fortunately the people in the boat thought he was employed by Disneyland and laughed at his antics.

However, when the celebrants rode 'The bumper cars,' Blaise, demonstrated his magic-enhanced athleticism by riding upside down and expertly steering the car with his feet while using his hand on the pedal…that is, until the angry park attendant stopped the ride, much to the dismay of an appreciative crowd. When Blaise realized his game was over, he instantly turned right-side-up; adopted a very innocent look on his extremely handsome face and laughed inwardly as the confused park attendant restarted the ride, looking at him in bewilderment. An equally astonished crowd of riders and onlookers laughed and applauded as the ride continued.

When the foursome entered the 'Haunted House,' Harry said, "I'll take this one, Blaise."

"Be my guest," Blaise bowed.

Harry admitted later that this was where he had the most fun to the delight and fright of the other patrons. After performing an invisibility spell, he placed his fingers lightly around one of the elderly ladies neck while in the elevator.' When she screamed 'bloody murder' he gave a ghostly laugh, "muaahaa, gotcha!"

Exiting the elevator, he created a trick mirror. Within seconds he saw a man looking at himself in the mirror. Immediately, he superimposed an alternate image so that the man thought he was seeing an octopus instead of himself. At first the man merely laughed, but when the tentacles stretched out from the mirror and reach for him, he freaked out and ran screaming from the room.

Harry then proceeded to ensnare a group of girl scouts by encircling them with an invisible rope, then slowly dragging them around until their screams of delight turned into screams of terror; at which point, he removed the rope and watched them fall on top of one another, their relief enveloped in gales of laughter and, awww…embarrassed tears from the girl on the bottom of the heap.

Finally, Harry announced, "I'm hungry."

With everybody in agreement, they headed for a restaurant. Knowing very little about muggle restaurants they entered the nearest one they spied which was 'McDonalds.' Hermione, being acquainted with their choice was actually lovin' it! They started to sit down at one of the tables to wait for service when Hermione ushered them to the counter telling them that they had to order first, wait for it to be filled, and then carry their food to a table.

Blaise complained, "Where are the elves when you need them!" Looking at the cashier, he loudly ordered, "A filet mignon steak, medium well with a baked potato, spinach salad and a martini." Stepping aside he gestured for Ginny to place her order.

However, he was quickly informed, "Sir, we don't offer the food you requested. Just those items you see on the menus above me." The cashier pointed to the lists.

Blaise ignored the menu and ordered an empty plate, silverware and a glass. He was given a paper plate, plastic eating utensils and an empty plastic cup for the sum of $1.00. He placed his 'order' on a tray and waited until the remaining three members of his party had placed their orders. "I'll get a table for us," he swaggered off to choose a table near a window.

When the group was seated they noticed Blaise contentedly enjoying his filet mignon, baked potato, spinach salad and martini.

Ginny asked, "Where did you get that meal?"

Blaise showed her the tip of his wand, which he then tucked back into his clothing. He began to snicker around forks full of his sumptuous meal while they devoured their hamburgers, french fries and cokes.

Actually, the three Mac-eaters were very happy with their choices; going back for seconds, thirds and Harry even had a fourth helping. The four meals were finished in record time; not a crumb was left.

Ginny announced, "Let's go back to the hotel and go for a swim in the pool."

Everybody agreed, as usual.

As they were walking back to the hotel shuttle, Mr. Mischief-Blaise suggested, "I have a good idea for a fun pool-party!" Once they were seated in the shuttle, Blaise revealed his plans, in hushed tones, to an enthusiastic and accepting trio of honeymooners.

Once, they were in their rooms they made quick work of changing into their swimming attire. The ladies donned their skimpy bikinis which left almost nothing to the imagination and the guys wore colorful trunks they had picked up in one of the Disneyland boutiques. Harry's had images of 'Sponge Bob Square Pants' and Blaise sported pictures of Jessica Simpson in very strategic places on his bright yellow trunks.

The foursome created quite a spectacle as they made their way to the pool area, descending in the elevator amid quite a few stares and walking through the lobby in the midst of several low whistles and numerous comments. They pretended to ignore everyone while smiling knowingly at each other and enjoying every moment.

The pool attendant assigned them four chaise lounges near the deep end of the pool at their request and after distributing their towels and suntan lotion, left them to their own devices.

At first, they appeared to be chatting normally and hopping in and out of the pool without attracting undue attention. All of the sudden, Blaise jumped into the pool and apparently didn't resurface. Nobody did or said anything. The remaining members of the trio made sure no one was looking as Ginny followed suit. Hermione was next. But Harry had to cast a diversion spell over the area occupants so that he could successfully jump in without being seen.

At this point several patrons noticed the four empty chairs and figured the group had merely left the area for some reason, leaving their towels behind, which indicated that they would soon return. Well, return, they did! The now invisible honeymooners began making loud kissing and moaning sound from the direction of their chairs.

This got the attention of the other guests, who sat up almost as one and searched around the pool with their eyes for the source of the sounds. At a signal from Blaise, the quartette added expression of ecstasy to their prior sounds. Some patrons started leaving in disgust and others walked away suffering from embarrassment. Still others walked and/or ran around the pool area trying to find the culprits. A few adventurous types were turned on and provided their own little diversions.

One man stood on a chair and waved his arms to get the attention of the others and suggested, "I bet Disneyland has planned this little broadcast for our entertainment. There's probably a loud speaker hidden somewhere around here."

This seemed to satisfy a few of the people except for one little old lady who piped up, "I'm gonna call the manager, I've had enough!"

Finally, Poppa and Poochi, the hotel manager and his very effeminate boyfriend, strolled out to the pool in tandem and announced, "Everybody just relax and stay put; 'tsk' we'll solve this problem right away."

Poochi pranced around lilting, "Come out, come out, wherever you are." Poppa followed at a more sedate pace, peering first one way then another.

As soon as they approached the invisible foursome, Blaise cast a ventriloquist spell sending their voices to all different parts of the pool area, setting the pair of pseudo-detectives into frenzied action. They continually darted from one spot to another until Poochi exclaimed, "Honey, I'm winded," and immediately plopped down on the nearest lounge chair.

Blaise gave another signal, and for a few minutes the sounds were silenced. The patrons began to settle back into their chairs and lounges, a few braved the pool and things seemed to be back to normal…until a disembodied husky male voice invited, "Will the beauty with the long blond hair and turquoise bikini like to come and join us?"

There was a collective gasp, as the just settled patrons looked around in surprise. Poppa and Poochi, stopped midway back to their office, to turn around. However, the blonde's answer puts everyone at ease again. She merely quipped, "I would join you if I could see you." Whereupon, she casually sat down and began to apply suntan lotion to her legs. Noticing a residual amount of tension in the air, she looked up and said, "Hey lighten up, everybody, this is some kind of Disneyland joke!" Her infectious laughter spread through the guests.

As Poppa and Poochi resumed their retreat, Harry actually experienced an orgasm, "Hermiooooone…I'm cuooooh, god! That…was…in..credible! Thank…you!"

Blaise answered, "You're welcome."

"What? That was you?" Harry was dumbfounded.

"Hermione and I changed places when you closed your eyes." Blaise answered breathlessly.

"Good Lord, Harry, did you fart?" Blaise was appalled.

"Oops, sorry." Harry apologized, "It was one of those silent ones that I thought wouldn't smell."

"The silent ones, are the deadliest." Blaise convulsed in laughter.

"I guess I shouldn't have eaten that fourth hamburger!" Harry grinned.

The couple nearest them, jumped into the pool holding their noses; prompting Harry to immediately cast a deodorizing spell which cleared the air.

"Come on everybody; let's finish this game in our suites." Blaise stood and led the way to the elevators…

The End.

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