Author's Note
Hey friends!
Just a quick reminder that THIS STORY IS M RATED! ;) Enjoy!
Love you all,
Wishin' Girl x x x
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His hands roamed over her curves, rolling the buds of her nipples between his fingers as he scattered love bites down her neck. His tongue flattened as it moved between her thighs and slowly ran from her core up between her lips to rest on her aching nub. His tongue flicked at her clit before his fingers took over, teasing her and spreading her juices as she neared orgasm.
"Oh…" she moaned and felt him smirk against her lips as he kissed her deeply while his magical fingers played with the throbbing buds of her clit and nipples "Fred… Fred… FRED!" she chanted loudly as electricity coursed through her and she neared orgasm.
"What!? What's wrong?" Fred ran back into the bedroom frantically and gathered her up into his arms, rocking her to wake her "Wake up love, it's just a nightmare, you're safe. It's just a dream. You're safe now love."
She woke with a start and it took her a few moments to process what was happening. Her shorts were soaked through from her arousal and she buried her head in his chest to hide her blush.
"Go grab a shower, love. I've made breakfast then we can go see if these ones are your parents." He only released her after he felt her breathing calm back down to normal.
She was thoroughly confused.
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They appeared on a side street next to the town's dental practice with a faint pop, the words 'Wilkins Dentistry' written in large letters hung on the sign over the door.
"May I help you?" A spotty receptionist asked as the two entered.
"Yes, we're here doing research from a british dentistry magazine for an article on ex-pats who have set up practices around the world. I understand that Dr and Dr Wilkins moved here from England." Hermione recited her well practiced opening speech "If they have any time in the next day or so I'd be ever so grateful for a meeting with them both."
The receptionist beamed in response and checked the computer's booking system.
"Well yes they did move here from England a couple of years ago." He said "They're both free now actually for an hour, would that do for you both?"
He ushered a shell shocked Hermione and nervous Fred into the practise's meeting room before fetching the two dentists from their offices.
"We've never got this far before" she said tearfully "none of the others had moved here from England."
"I'm here for you okay. Remember the plan, I'll start asking questions and if it is them you perform the charm while they're distracted." Fred whispered as the door re-opened and the two dentists entered.
Hermione leapt up and stood behind the door, pretending to read the notice board there while Fred shook their hands. She turned and her tears began to fall in earnest when she set her eyes on her parents for the first time in over two years.
"Memini Totalum" she said clearly and twisted her wand in the precise pattern she had been practicing every night since learning the spell.
"Mr Weasley?" Mr Granger said in surprise after his eyes had re-focussed on the young man shaking his hand.
Fred turned the older couple to face their daughter who promptly broke down in her parents' arms.
Hermione spent the next hour explaining what she had done and all of the details she had never told them about the war and the darker side of wizarding life, from fighting the troll in first year to her torture at Malfoy Manor to the end of Voldemort for good. Tearful apologies peppered every other sentence but her parents weren't angry or disappointed as she had feared.
They loved her and were immensely proud of the fierce daughter they had missed so dearly. Even with their memories altered they had both felt as though some part of their hearts had been missing since the day she erased herself from their lives.
They spent the next two weeks packing up their belongings and preparing to relocate back to England. Hermione and Fred travelled across the beautiful country during the days while her parents worked and spent the evenings bonding over home cooked meals and family board games. These gave Fred numerous new ideas for the shop and by the time they were ready to go home he had a notebook half filled with ideas and half filled with sketches of Hermione in the various places they had visited.
She had used her creativity to take photos of them on their travels instead and was putting together a scrapbook with her mum on the penultimate night before their flight home, documenting their adventure. They had just finished adding the photos of her and Fred snorkeling in the great barrier reef before moving on to them hiking around Uluru when her Dad looked up from his cross word puzzle.
"Fred son, would you give me a hand in the garden?" Mr Granger's request caused the ginger to look up from the charcoal sketch he was drawing of Hermione from across the room.
"Sure, of course sir." He set the charcoal down on the side and slid the notebook into his back jeans pocket. Dropping a tender kiss on the top of Hermione's head as he passed the coffee table he followed the older man out into the crisp night air.
"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Eric" he chuckled and passed Fred a beer "so, what's going on between you and my daughter? She introduced you as her friend but it looks like you're interested in more…"
"I'm not here to take advantage of her I swear" replied Fred as a bead of sweat started to form on his brow
"I know that son, from the way you look at her I'm more worried of you getting hurt than my little firecracker Hermione!" He laughed
"I love her." Fred blushed "I can't seem to breathe without her, she makes me a better man and I want to make her as happy as can be. Whatever she needs I'll be there for her."
Eric Granger nodded and took another swig from his beer bottle.
"I told her how I felt the night before we found you," Fred continued, feeling a strange sense of comfort around the older gentleman "she kissed me that night too but we haven't kissed like that since."
"I admire how selflessly you love her" her father began slowly "but I think it's time for you and her to have a little selfish alone time before heading back to England. Our flight leaves from Sydney the day after tomorrow, is there anywhere in particular you want spend the day tomorrow with her?"
Fred thought back over their adventures and considered how her face had lit up when they saw humpback whales from a boat trip but settled on returning to the paradise of the Whitsunday islands.
"The Whitsundays" he said firmly "I heard on the radio that its supposed to be around 27 degrees there tomorrow, I really have no idea how you cope in summer when it's this hot in the winter. There's also a wizarding hotel in Sydney we stayed at the first night here, would you mind if I got us all rooms there tomorrow night ready for the journey home?"
"Sounds like a great plan" Eric grinned and patted Fred on the back "but I wouldn't be a good father if I didn't warn you. Hurt my baby girl and even magic won't be able to save you."
"Sir, if I ever hurt Hermione I promise you - I will be the very first one in line to punish myself."
