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Wolf thoughts
Hermione thoughts
Wolf spoken words
Updated 5-13-20
Much to Hermione's chagrin the night continued with not only embarrassing baby photos. No, no, no that would have been a blessing. Those photos led to home movies, specifically one in particular of a curly headed toddler wearing only her favorite blanky as a cape, singing with a hairbrush as a stand in microphone to ABBA's Dancing Queen. Tonks was rolling on the floor laughing at just how cute a tiny Hermione was. The young wolf knew that she would never hear the end of that particular memory.
The Grangers warmed up quickly to the hilarious Auror whom had stolen their daughters' heart. The abrupt nature in which Hermione had protected her mate was indeed startling to the muggles. They knew their daughter would not hurt them, or at least they hoped she wouldn't. The wolf and mate explained the true nature and instincts of werewolves and the real danger they had been in when they insulted and threatened her mate and visibly gulped.
Being educated individuals had been a blessing. Those whom graduated from universities tended to be more open minded and willing to wait for all the information to judge. Still…Hermione knew it was a lot for her parents to take in at one go.
The in depth explanation of her instincts as she and Tonks knew it went well into the night and only when Wendell started nodding off did Jean suggest they all go to sleep. That lead to a more uncomfortable discussion about calming a wolf at slumber skin on skin. The blushes on the parents and daughter's face were just adorable to the Auror. Tonks could see a whole lot of where her love got many adorable traits from.
Begrudgingly they let the pair go to Hermione's childhood room, with the promise of nothing going on, as they didn't want their house to meet their poor old shed's fate.
…really they tried to be good…
it's just that…
well a naked sleeping wolf, apparently horny, sleeping wolf, see…
puts out these pheromones…
and she was wrapped behind the older witch, naked breasts against her back…
it did things to a girl…
Thinking quickly Nymphadora reached for her wand on the nightstand and cast the strongest silencio charm she could manage. She then cast a strengthening charm to the foundation, and heavy locking wards on the door. All thought went out her mind when a sleepy hand began caressing her naked breasts, slightly pulling on the nipple ring she had gotten to surprise her lover with on her last visit.
A low moan escaped from her mouth and she knew the moment the Alpha opened her yellow glowing eyes behind her. A low powerful growl erupted behind her as the other hand dove into her now soaking folds, she had been on the edge for so long, pheromones driving her mad, her naked mate plastered on her back. Tonks lost all thought and dropped her wand, who knows where, and reached behind her grasping a head full of chestnut curls.
'That's it baby, feel me up, oh Merlin touch me!' Tonks whined and push her body wantonly into the hand giving her such pleasure.
'Grrrrr mine, mine, mine!' Each proclamation was heightened with a following thrust of the hand inside her filling her up, and the body behind her guiding her own hips deeper into her lover's gifted hand.
'Oh Merlin, yes! Yours, unnnhh yours, unghhhh only yours!'
The Grangers slept throughout the night blissfully unaware of the debauchery that was happening just down the hall.
The smell of bacon cooking downstairs wafted up to the enhanced senses of the young Gryffindor. Stirring slightly she smiled immediately when she felt the soft breast of her sexy mate in her hands. She had also wrapped one leg fully around the shorter witch in her sleep.
'Mmmm, morning 'Mione'. Tonks sleepily husked.
Hermione blinked her eyes open and nuzzled into the neck in front of her.
'I don't think I could ever get tired of this.' Hermione spoke into the soft neck of her love.
'Me neither, mmm I've never felt this way with anyone else babe.'
Hermione laughed into the metamorphmagus's shoulder.
'What?'
Hermione snorted, 'that sounded sooo sappy!'
Tonks flicked her mate's nose.
'Oi! I was being serious!'
'There's a first for everything.' Hermione giggled
Tonks wiggled out of her cuddle and on top of the naked wolf, hands on either side of the wolf's face. Hermione zeroed in on the piercing in front of her. She leaned forward and wrapped her mouth around the metal and tugged lightly.
'Merlin, the things you do to me witch'. Tonks muttered
Hermione looked up to the beautiful lust filled face of her mate. She released the metal and kissed all around her mate's amazing breasts as she squeezed the firm backside of her love.
A quick growl and she could feel her love getting wet on her abdomen.
The bookworm, ever studious knew about the act of tribidation, and loved it when she could cause her lover to orgasm just by using her own body as the delicious friction her mate needed against her aching drenched core. She tightened her abdominal muscles and forced her mate to ride her mercilessly.
So lost in their ministrations, they forgot to renew the silencing spells from the previous night.
As Tonks lost herself to the strong orgasm she yelled out , 'HERMIONE! Oh god here it comes! AHHHHHHH!' She leaned back riding her lover's body and grasping her own breasts as she lost herself to the pleasure only her girl could give her.
Her limp body fell on top of her wolf. Life was perfect in that moment for the metamorphmagus.
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'HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER!'
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'Oh shit' The wolf crassly cussed.
The pair chuckled, clutching each other tightly.
'I guess we forgot to set silencing charms.' Hermione finally laughed.
'GET YOUR FURRY BUTT DOWN HERE!'
The pair laughed even harder, but nevertheless, kissed briefly and untangled themselves. They cast scourgify charms and quickly dressed in whatever clothes they could find, stumbling around in the dark room, tripping over each other frequently until they stumbled out of the bedroom and walked down stairs to what they worried would be a fuming set of parents.
Hermione couldn't bring herself to look her parents in the eye and quickly sat down at the breakfast table next to her mate.
The silence in the room enveloped the 4 occupants.
Jean eventually was the one to break the silence, when she slid 2 breakfast plates in front of the mismatched pair.
The matriarch found the situation hilarious, after she got over the fact that she had just heard her daughter and her…mate…having sex under their roof. They had stumbled down heads hung low and their clothes looked crumpled and barely put on, the shirts were either backwards or mis-buttoned at best.
'For the love of God girls, at least keep it down!' Jean said sternly
Hermione wanted to be swallowed up into the ground and mumbled a quick, behind a hand over her eyes 'Yes ma'am'
'Sorry Mrs. Granger' Tonks added head still low, but sneaking a piece of bacon to munch on.
'Well…now that all that is settled, let's have breakfast. From the sounds of it, you both worked up quite the appetite.' Jean said conspiratorially.
'MUM!' Hermione blushed even a deeper color of red, dropping her hand and finally looking up to her smirking mother.
'Especially you Mrs. Tonks.' Wendell chimed in smirking.
Hermione just began banging her head on the breakfast table, muttering 'this isn't bloody happening…'
After the uncomfortable breakfast, everyone set about getting ready for the day. Strict orders to shower separately and keep their doors open were heavily enforced.
They had to pack their house for the move to Andromeda's cottage.
Having a few wands of legal age helped. Wendell was giddy like a schoolgirl. This was the first time he had ever seen his little girl perform any magic, besides the accidental magic of her youth.
Tonks saw this and had charmed the ottoman into behaving like a puppy, and had butterflies circle the elder Granger male.
Jean shook her head and laughed alongside her husband.
It had taken little time to pack their entire life into a small duffel bag. The young Auror set strong wards on the home and a Fidelius charm, to try and keep their house from ruin while they were hiding safely with her own mum.
'Ready luv?' Tonks asked Hermione
A stray tear fell from the bookworm's face, before Tonks could wipe it away. She nodded and embraced the love of her life. They hugged briefly and then wordlessly walked towards the elder Grangers.
'Ok mum dad, you ready?' Hermione asked gently.
'As we will ever be sweetie.' Wendell grasped his daughter's shoulder in a brief reassuring touch, then turned to the punk rock witch. 'Thank you' he simply said, before he turned back to his wife holding her in front of him. Hermione hugged her mother and Tonks held onto her wolf from behind.
With a pop the group disappeared from sight, not 2 minutes before a great darkness uncharacteristically covered the neighborhood.
'Muddy, Muddy…where are you hiding?' The black figure sing-songed to the now darkened street...