Chapter 2:

Christmas secrets revealed

"Come on Ron." yelled George. "It's not that hard, you just make sure the quaffle doesn't get through the holes…Damn you suck."

"Shut up!" yelled Ron as he dove for the quaffle, sitting in the tall grass behind the goals. "At least I'm trying."

"Yeah, trying to lose!" yelled the other twin.

"Fuck you!" yelled the young red head as he dismounted his broom. "And fuck this game, besides what the hell do you do? Hit stuff, like you can't do anything else." Ron stomped off into the house, slamming the door behind him.

"What was that all about?" yelled Ginny to the twins. They both looked away acting as if neither of them did anything wrong.

"Where is Ron?" asked Harry cluelessly as he returned with the snitch in his left hand.

"He ran into the house, I swear, ever since the little puff turned into a fa-" Ginny hit George over the head. "Well, it's true!" George defended his head as Ginny rose her hand again.

"Look, it's none of our business to tell the world about Ron's problem."

"What problem?" Harry asked again.

"Oh, seriously Harry, you can't tell?" said Hermione from below sitting on the ground. "I'll be right back." She said walking away from the other four. Hermione had changed since her first year days. She was Five feet and seven inches, her once unruly and curly brown hair had been tamed and now shone, silky and straight behind her, softly flowing onto hr back. Her breasts had finally grown into a full B cup and her legs were tan and long.

Hermione walked into the Burrow and walked up the stairs to Ron's room. She knocked quietly and walked in. Ron's face was away from her, but she could tell that he was on the verge of tears.

"Ron?" Hermione asked. "Are you alright?" she sat down next to him, his face covered.

"Go away." Ron said so quietly that it was almost a whisper.

"Oh, get off it." said Hermione back to him. "You need to get over that. No one is mad at you, hell, we have practically all known since last year. I swear I came back from Christmas break and everyone started questioning."

"Yeah, thanks, that really helps Mione." Ron said harshly sarcastic.

"Look, all I mean is that no one is meaning any harm to you, besides even if you weren't gay those boys would still practically hex you every time you turned around. Don't get bothered by it."

Ron turned towards her. "That is easy for you to say, you aren't gay!" His voice cracked at the end of the word. Hermione hugged him.

"Oh, don't see it like that see it like this, now we can talk about boys together." Ron laughed and Hermione let go of him. Ron had changed too. He was no longer the lanky red head that started at Hogwarts. He was now, still, very tall, but he had filled out. His body was no longer pale but a nice soft tan color. His dark green eyes had softened and his hair had grown longer and un-kept, but it was the perfect style for him. His freckles had darkened and he finally was, attractive.

"I have one question though. What happened over that Christmas break?" Ron blushed heavily. "Ooh, this is gonna be good!"

"Swear never to tell a soul?" Ron said, a jolt of happiness sprang to his face.

"Cross my heart and hope to die!" Hermione went through the motions and sat staring at him intently.

"Okay, well, Over Christmas break Harry and me got in a huge fight, I mean big, so we never hung out over break like we usually did. After a few days I caught myself walking around when I saw this guy. He was making out with...you swore remember…..another guy-" Hermione's eyes lit up, Ron proceeded. "I had never seen two guys kiss and it stuck in my imagination…only I ended up replacing the other boy with, me. I imagined me making out with another guy. And…this might sound weird…but I constantly saw him in the halls staring at me after that, and every time…and don't laugh…I got a huge hard on every time I saw him. It was so embarrassing." Hermione laughed and let Ron continue.

"So, after a few more days I was in the library and I saw him, only this time we confronted each other, sort of. He walked past me and he squeezed my ass and I jumped, finding myself in another predicament." Ron pointed towards his crotch. "Yeah ,so anyways, I asked him "What the hell?" and he replied "You know you like it." I pretended I didn't but I did so much. He pushed me onto the wall, we were hidden so the librarian couldn't see us, and he kissed me. It felt magical, he pressed so hard and in minutes we were biting and licking and sucking."

"Okay, this is a little graphic. I can't picture you and another guy together."

"Well believe it, and it was amazing. You don't want to hear any more then?"

"Oh no, keep going, you grabbed my attention." Hermione said shifting her eyes towards the door to check that no one else was in the room.

"Okay, so we were kissing and then he started pulling my shirt up and feeling my chest and I did the same with him, we heard someone coming so we ran off but we found a better hiding spot and continued, I have never felt like that before 'Mione, and we proceed…are you sure you want to hear this?" Hermione shook her head yes. "Okay, well he…"

"Dinner!" yelled Mrs. Weasley from outside the room… "Oh well, maybe some other time." Ron said getting up. Hermione hit his arm.

"Little punk! She said, you are so telling me the rest of this after we eat, I didn't swear just to not hear you tell me the whole story." She teased.

"Fine…maybe later tonight, but to put it short, I got sucked." Hermione laughed as he whispered it into her ear.

"Was it any good?"

"Any good? hell yes!"

"Who was it?" Hermione asked

"I don't kiss and tell." Ron said as they sat down to dinner.

….

It was two in the morning and the Burrow was finally calming down. Ginny and Harry had gone to bed hours ago and Fred and George were keeping Hermione up with their practical joke stories of Hogwarts. The stories, while exciting, sparked no interest in Hermione, it was George she wanted. Ever since her third year she had a crush on George, mainly because he was the funnier of the two.

"Well, I best be off to bed, Weasley's Wizard Weezes wont run itself tomorrow, George you better come too, it's gonna be a fun day tomorrow-" said Fred, George interrupted.

"Yeah, tomorrow we are making candy that is really, really, really sweet, but when you get to the center it gets so hot and spicy that you literally blow fire out your back end." Both Fred and George laughed.

"We're gonna test it on the prick as soon as we think its good enough." Fred nodded towards Ron's room. "Well, best be off to bed, see you in the morning!" Hermione waved them goodnight and ran towards Ron's room.

Hermione, once reaching Ron's room, knocked and entered, not caring that Ron was putting on P.J.'s and was stark naked. "Oh cover up!" She giggled. Ron turned around redder than a beet.

"You could knock!" Ron yelled.

"Yes, but I wouldn't have gotten to see the moon! It's whiter than I thought." Hermione yelled, plopping herself down on the bed. "Now… back to business! Who 'sucked' you?" Ron stopped in his tracks. He hadn't forgotten about their deal, but he had hoped that she had. "Well?"

"You just don't give up do you?" Ron asked pulling on his t shirt.

"Nope!" Hermione smiled brightly.

"Fine, but swear not to tell a soul."

"I already did, a million times." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Fine" Ron paused. "Malfoy."

"Malfoy! He's gay!"

"Sh! Be quiet! Don't tell anyone 'Mione!"

"But Malfoy? I can't believe it! Malfoy?"

"Sh, be quite!" Ron whispered sharply. "When school start up again I'm gonna act like it never happened, and so should you." Ron said harshly.

"I still can't believe it was Malfoy!" Hermione giggled.

"What about Malfoy?" A voice from outside the room asked. Both Ron and Hermione jumped. It was Harry.