Author's Note: I have sent this to Liz and I hope she doesn't want me to make too many

changes, but if there are screwups, then they are mine. If there are changes, well,

I'll enjoy reposting this. Thanks Liz...

Disclaimer -- I own nothing... not even my home... it's all JK Rowling's, who is one of the most creative people I have ever had the priviledge to read...

Honeymoons and Admissions

The month of January, 2013, rescues went as expected. Every now and then, Remus and Sirius would think of her and want to send her a message or apparate over to see her, but one would invariably talk the other one out of it. With the younger group out on their honeymoons, the rescues were left to Sirius, Steven, Lucius, and Remus. To the casual observer, one would have thought that there was a mutual 'like' between the four men, instead of an underlying mistrust from youth between Sirius and Lucius, and a definite hate between the once close friendship of Steven and Remus. More often than not, they were sent in teams of two that consisted of Lucius and Steven or Sirius and Remus.

While the four men were learning, at a very slow rate, to trust one another, the four couples had gone to the ends of the earth for their honeymoons. Madison and Draco went to Australia, while Mason and Katie visited the Phillipines. Ginny and Harry went to Berlin; while Ron and Ginny went to South Africa for a safari.

The younger couples did not correspond with the other couples, but Harry and Mason seemed to get owl regularly from Sirius and Remus. Both men, at seperate times wanted to contact Rowan, but as it always is, the younger men reminded them of Rowan's promise to return when it was time. It did not bother their wives a bit when the owls came and their

husbands' took a few minutes to write a response. Grinning and proud that their husbands were taking important time for the men in their lives.

Harry and Ginny, who had gone to Berlin for their honeymoon, found the city in winter to be a beautiful sight. It was strange to be without the constant companion of Ron and Hermione, but perhaps it was for the best. The spent their days touring the ancient cities and their nights wrapped in one another's arms. It never ceased to amaze Ginny how adventurous Harry was when it came to sex.

Three days after arriving, in the dead of a harsh European winter, he had managed to coax Ginny into the middle of the large square near their hotel, cast warming and disillusionment

charms over them and have Ginny ride him in the 'view' of those passing. Not quite sure it was possible, Harry had cum fast and hard inside of her while she had at least two orgasms.

The epiphany came one night during the second week of their honeymoon after a dinner of steak and firewhiskey, the latter of which they had entirely too much of. They were in their hotel room, wards in place, when he pushed into her tightest dark hole.

Without warning, Harry brought his hand up and slapped the bare flesh below him. She threw her head back and hollered at him. When she looked over her shoulder, she saw that he wasn't crazed by any means, but she saw something in him she had never seen: pure unadulterated lust. His eyes were dialated and his skin was flushed.

She pulled herself forward when he raised his hand again, pulling his hard cock out of her stretched and lubricated hole. She flipped and looked at him. "Harry what the hell was that?"

"Uh, sorry there Gin, I guess I got into it a bit more than I should have." His arm slowly dropping to his side. His cock twitched in anticipation.

"A little more... what the fuck Harry? Have you ever hit me like that before? Why would you think I liked that?"

"Your brother does." He put his hand over his mouth as soon as the words came out. His flushed skin turned a deep red and his cock lost its hardness. Unable to say anything else, he stood beside the bed and turned away.

"How do you know what my brother likes or doesn't like?" Harry did not look at her. "Answer me Harry." He said nothing. "How do you know what he likes?" She watched his body stiffen but he did not say anything. She watched as he walked into the en suite bath and shut the door. She heard the shower begin and continued to sit on the bed until the shower shut off and she waited for the door to open. She waited until she fell asleep on the bed. The door to the bathroom remained firmly shut.

Harry, after washing his body and dressing, apparated to the safari campsite to talk to Ron for a moment. He waited and finally sent a message via one of the few tribal men that he could communicate with. Ron was summoned a few moments later.

They stood in silence for a moment beneath the African moon, deep in thought after Harry told him what had happened. Finally, Ron put his hand on Harry's shoulder and told him that he and Hermione would meet him for breakfast at the Potter Estate. When Harry left, Ron hung his head and cried at the anticipated reactions of his sister and wife.

After getting control of his emotions and fears, Ron reentered his tent and took a deep breath and sat on the small stool looking into the brown eyes of the only woman he ever loved. Knowing it might cost him her love and respect, he told her that they needed to meet with Harry and Ginny the following morning.

Hermione had asked why and with a heavy heart, Ron answered. He talked to her as tears leaked from his eyes and flowed freely down his cheeks about what he could only dub an affair with his best friend. They had talked through the night as Ron admitted to the fantastic sex with Harry. He also told her of the last night they were together and how Draco had interupted them.

He was shocked when Hermione looked at him and said gently, "I know Ron."

"What?"

"Madison told me and Ginny before the weddings. She was trying to prevent us from getting married... I figured that if you were as content to be with me as I was to be with you, that I had no right to call your hand on it. You've known Harry just as long as I have, longer in fact. I know that you love me. You and I have always loved one another, but in your own way, you have to love Harry on some level."

Ron took her in his arms and held her as he realized that he would not lose her love or respect. He apologized over and over as he held her and promised that he would never again keep something so important from her.

When Ginny woke the next morning, she found Harry sitting at the small table drinking a cup of coffee. She was quiet as she looked around the room and saw their trunks packed and Harry fully dressed. His eyes were red-rimmed and she assumed he had been crying.

Not knowing what else to do, she slipped from the bed and quietly padded into the bathroom for a quick shower. Her clothes were hanging on the back of the door. She dressed quietly,

The trunks were not in sight, apparently, Harry had finished packing and shrunk them. Then it occured to her that Harry was no longer there either. A letter where he had been sitting earlier let know where he was.

Dear Ginny,

I don't know what to say to you, and quite

simply, I am sure that you don't want to see or

talk to me. Be that as it may, I am going home.

Please apparate there as soon as you feel like it.

Perhaps together, we can figure it out.

All my love,

Harry

Ginny reread the letter before pouring herself a cup of coffee. She took a long cleansing drink of the perfect caffeine loaded beverage and when she had finished it, set the cup on the table and apparated home.

That morning, Harry sat at his dining room table waiting for the other three people that meant more to him than any others. Ginny entered first, and without speaking, sat across from him after getting another cup of coffee. Hermione and Ron entered soon

after and sat as well. Hermione next to Ginny, and Ron next to Harry.

Harry drew a long deep breath and looked to Ron, who sat beside him, to Hermione and finally looked deep into his wife's eyes. His own brimming with tears. "I...don't know how to say this..." He gulped and looked to Ron, who took a deep breath.

"It's like this. Harry and I... uhm... experimented a bit before we married the two of you. We... were...together...TOGETHER...if you know what I mean."

The girls looked at one another. Ron and Hermione having already shared the intimate details almost felt sorry for Harry's guilt. Harry continued Ron's statement. "It was just that the only person I had ever been with or wanted was you, Gin, and when the opportunity came along to err...have a few lessons about what others like, well... to be with Ron, I suppose I didn't think too much about it." He took a drink of water. "And I enjoyed my time with Ron."

"What about Draco?" Ginny asked him.

Harry was shocked for a moment before coming back to himself, "He was... Wait a minute, how do you know about Draco?"

"Madison told us all about the affair before the weddings. That American bitch did everything she could to be sure that we didn't get married... it didn't work." Harry was stunned at the admission. "What I want to know is this, did you enjoy it?"

"Well, uhm, yea, a bit. But it was different, not you or Ron. It seemed a bit planned to me after it was over. I swear, Ron and I haven't touched one another since and we don't have plans to."

Ron answered the unasked question. "I can't swear that I will never want to be with Harry, but I can tell you that it isn't worth losing either one of you because of it."

Hermione cleared her throat and entered the conversation. "Look, I know that we are all a bit on the deviant side. The truth is, since we are admitting our deepest, darkest secrets is that Ginny and I have done a bit of...exploring with one another as well." Ginny nodded her scarlet face in agreement.

Ginny reached her hands across the table to take Harry's. "I wanted to tell you...I was afraid

you'd take it badly or like you weren't enough. Hermione was just... different and honestly,

amazing. But, I suppose, I am no better than you are."

Harry looked at the hands that held his and let go of the breath he didn't realize he was holding. Following the arm up to the face of the woman he pledged his life to, he realized that no matter what, he wanted her in his life and there was nothing to forgive.

"I love you Ginny Potter."

"I love you too, Harry. Now, can we finish our honeymoon?"

Smiling, Harry moved around the table to her. Hermione cleared her throat again just before

they kissed. They turned to look at her. "I know that this is a bit, over the top, but just once, I would really like to see Ron and Harry kiss..."

Harry looked at Hermione with a blank look of awe. "Uhm..."

Ginny took Harry's face in her hands, "I know it's my brother, but I can see why she would want to see that...for the past few weeks, I have actually thought about what it would look like to see you kiss someone else the way you kiss me..."

Harry looked back to Ron who was clearly thinking about kissing him again. "Uhm, Ron? What do you say? Once more to make them happy?"

Ron smiled a crooked smile as he stood. Taking Harry's hand, he helped him stand and looked deep into those emerald eyes. Leaning in, Ron licked his lips in anticipation. As the two men connected, passion took over. Harry's lips parted as Ron's tongue darted out, licking the teeth of his partner. Harry's hand wrapped in the long red hair of his partner, crushing their lips together in desire.

When they parted, they smiled at one another for a moment when they heard an odd sound, turning together, they saw an amazing sight: Hermione and Ginny were lip-locked. Their hands were everywhere on the other and their breaths were short and sparatic.

Grinning, Ron and Harry parted with one last peck, each picking up their own wife and carrying her up the stairs to their own rooms to spend the rest of the day. Harry's erection prominent and begging for release. It was granted that release many times that day.

When they went to breakfast the following morning, there was a note on the table, next to two cups of coffee.

Harry and Ginny,

We are going to finish our safari. Thanks for the honesty and encouragement that came with yesterday's admissions. Nothing will ever change our friendship.

We love you both,

Ron and Hermione

With a sigh, Harry and Ginny left to check on the Riddle House before continuing their honeymoon.