AN -
Thanks for the birthday messages. It was a pretty quiet one.
Even the greatest writers are the most tormented and challenged. I'm not saying that I am great, by any standards. Man, I wish I was then I could perhaps make some kind of career out of this, however, the torment comes with the territory. I have a lot going on at the moment and I am drowning my sorrows in binge watching The Good Wife and playing Theme Hospital. It is taking up most of my writing time, but i am trying to get to this whenever I can. I want to do this story justice and the scene that I envisioned when I thought up this ff is coming in the next chapter so I am hoping to get it done by this afternoon.
This chapter is basically all smut. If you don't like it, its worth reading the first half as it is pretty interesting. I wanted to write a really typical teenage party scene where there's some consentual partner swapping. Nothing OTT.
Enjoy.
***I have used a line from one of my favourite books - The Fault In Our Stars - in this chapter. Absolutely love it and think its relevant here. I initially left out the citation, however, upon receiving feedback, i have come to the understanding that it is more essential than i thought***
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After their wedding, things went back to normal pretty quickly. Hermione spent a few nights at the flat above the shop in Hogsmead and helped George decorate it so that it was suitable for them both. There wasn't much that needed altering, however, a few plants, some nice pictures and a place for her books was all that needed adding. The maroon and gold bed sheets were perfect, and the kitchen supplies were more than adequate.
"Its only for now" George said as they placed some pot plants around the living area.
"Its perfect" she said, standing beside George who had his arm around her.
"When are you going to bring your things over?" he asked her.
"Pansy wants to throw a leaving party before I go, so I guess, on Saturday after I've had a hangover potion or two" she said.
"A wild one then? Am I invited?" he asked.
"Of course you are. You're my husband. Where I go, you're invited" she said, wrapping her arms around his torso.
After spending the last few days with George, one on one she realised now, more than ever, that he was perfect. And she was perfect when she was with him. More and more, Hermione was falling in love with George. She felt it on the night of their wedding when he made unbelievably passionate love to her, worshipping her, kissing her, touching her, loving her. Hermione had never really placed too much consideration on sex, as an act of love. Her intellectual mind had always considered sex to be a physical act between two people. However, she was now realising that there was far more to it than comparing it to a game of singles tennis.
She had fallen in love the way that one falls asleep, slowly, then all at once.
She had loved George all these months, but now, it was like something changed instantly. She was in love with him. She was in love with the way he loved her, with the way he worked so incredibly hard for his shop, with the way that he looked at her and smiled when he was talking to someone else, with the way that he could hold a conversation about philosophy and alchemy and arithmancy . The realisation had her floored. She wanted to tell him, but the idea of blurting it out scared her.
The week was a short one, with the newlyweds having had Monday and Tuesday off to enjoy their new marriages. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday classes were quick and before she knew it, it was Friday and she was getting ready with Ginny for the party.
"When are you going to tell people?" Hermione asked Ginny, who was busy pouring lemonade into an empty wine bottle in Hermione's room.
"Not sure, I think I'll leave it a few more weeks. I haven't even been sick. Not showing, no one would even know. I think I can keep it a secret for a while longer" she said.
"Well, I don't know if it's the food or if its just me being happy, but I'm finally putting weight back on. Anyone would think I was pregnant, not you" Hermione said, patting her stomach which had become less concave than before.
"Are you… I mean, have you been tested?" Ginny asked.
"I've been getting my period. I literally had it this week" she said.
"Well then… Better luck next time, hey" Ginny said, cheersing Hermione with her feux wine while Hermione clinked her glass of real wine with Ginny's.
"Or not. I'm keeping George away while I'm ovulating so that I don't get pregnant. I'm just not ready, Gin" Hermione said, winking at her sister in law.
Hermione waved her wand and before her eyes, her hair shortened to shoulder length.
"Oh my Godric, what have you done?" Ginny screamed, looking at Hermione's now very short hair.
"I read it in this book that Pansy gave me. Its quite something. I've been needing a change, so here it is" she said.
"But… Your hair…" Ginny said, still in shock.
"Does it look ok? Do you think George will like it?" Hermione asked, wondering if she had made a huge mistake.
"It looks great, but I'm in shock" Ginny said.
Hermione put some product on her hands and combed her fingers through her hair, leaving the ends touching her shoulders in chic waves.
She waved her wand over it again and cast the spell that would hold it in place.
"George will love it Hermione. He won't be able to keep his hands off you" Ginny said.
"Great. That's the look I was going for" she said as she added red lipstick to complete her make up.
"Ron will be here too" Ginny said, looking worried.
"Ron and I spoke at the wedding. Everything is fine between us. We are great friends; the past is in the past. He is happy with Lavender and I'm more than happy with George" Hermione said.
"As long as you know Ron will be eye fucking you like crazy tonight" Ginny said.
Hermione shrugged, "His problem, not mine" she said.
"Woah, where did this sudden confident woman come from?" Ginny asked.
"I guess I must have taken on some of George's traits when we married" she shrugged again.
"Right, well, I like it. It's a little scary, but I like it. Now, lets go get our party on. Remember, you're drinking for the three of us now, so don't go easy" Ginny said.
"Three?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, one…" she pointed to herself, "…two" she pointed to her belly, "…three" she pointed to Hermione.
"Right, well, shall we, Mrs Potter?"
"We shall, Mrs Weasley"
The witches entered the common room which had been decorated with a banner that changed with different farewell messages. It was currently displaying "GOODBYE MRS WEASLEY". Every now and then, it would flash "WEASLEY IS OUR KING" before flashing to something else. Hermione giggled at the reference to years gone by.
George was talking with Harry and Ron when Hermione and Ginny left Hermione's room and entered the common room. His chin hit the floor when he looked at her and he immediately halted his conversation, meeting her halfway between her and where he stood and took her in his arms.
"Merlin, wife, you look simply edible" he said in her ear before he kissed her neck.
"Why thank you. You look pretty fine yourself" she said. She wanted to tell him he looked absolutely fuckable but didn't feel like it was appropriate just now.
She cast a quick spell over her red lips to hold the lipstick in place before he kissed her. She allowed the public display of affection to continue for a little while before pulling away and joining in the festivities.
There was loads of drinking, a lot of Ginny pretending to be tipsy, much to Hermione's amusement, a fair bit of Ron and Lavender attempting to keep up with Hermione and George and a few really good conversations.
After everyone was sufficiently drunk, Pansy had another great idea for a game to play.
"Truth or dare" Pansy said.
"Oh good Godric, this will be interesting" Hermione said, taking a seat with George on her left. To her right sat Malfoy who still made her cringe, even after having apologised months ago.
Pansy took a small phial from a shelf nearby and placed it on the small table in the centre of the room. Hermione took a good look and even in her inebriated state, she could tell what it was.
"Veritaserum?" she asked.
"You know your potions Granger" Malfoy said.
"Its Weasley" George piped in from her other side.
Malfoy nodded.
"I'm actually quite smart. Did you not know?" she asked.
"We'll see" Malfoy said.
Pansy took an empty bottle, and much the same as last time with the 'never have I ever' game, she began by spinning it. The bottle landed on Neville.
"Neville, truth or dare"
"Truth" he said, and Pansy passed him a dropper.
"Place a drop of this on your tongue and it will last you about a minute… Hmm, let me think… Were you happy to be matched with Luna?" Pansy asked.
"Of course I was" he said, after having placed a drop of the liquid on his tongue.
"Aw, so sweet" Pansy said as Luna snuggled up to Neville.
Neville spun the bottle and it landed on Blaise.
"Blaise truth of dare"
"Truth"
"Is it true, that Hannah refused to consummate the marriage with you and ran off with someone else?" Neville asked, asking a question that everyone had been dying to ask for days.
Blaise smiled as he dropped some veritaserum on his tongue.
"It is true that she refused, initially, to consummate, however, upon running off, she realised that she had some things that needed taking care of. And I was able to assist her with that. She is currently away helping her mother recover from the stress of the wedding" Blaise said.
"Ok, so who else was effected by that consummation spell?" Ginny asked.
A few people around the circle nodded.
"I'm concerned about those who were not happy with their matches. How did they manage it?" Hermione asked.
"Hannah hates me. Refuses to even get to know me, but when it came to the marriage, she was all over me. Turns out, I like to be slapped during sex. Who knew?" Blaise said.
"Bit rude to impose a sex clause to the wedding charms" Hermione said.
"Nonsense, its been happening for centuries. Its just that no one talks about it. How do you think half the pureblood children were conceived? The arranged marriages between the girls in the first marriage law and the older men who created the law in order to provide them with young virgin brides" Malfoy was saying.
"So that reaction, you're saying that happened to fourteen-year-old girls who were married off to 20 something year old men?" Hermione asked, disgusted.
"No, I'm saying that they matched fourteen-year-old girls with men in their thirties. There isn't anything written in the law, but that's how it was created. The ministry was full of men. They created the laws, sealed them somehow and laughed their asses off to the grave" Malfoy continued.
"That's barbaric" she said.
"That's pureblood idiocy" Ron said.
"Good thing no one here adheres to that tripe anymore" Theo said, shutting down that line of conversation.
Blaise spun the bottle and after landing on Harry and Harry, choosing truth, was asked, "Did you really have sex with Cho Chang in the room of requirement?"
"Godric no" Harry said.
"That's not what she's saying" Blaise said.
"That's completely false. Absolutely not true. We kissed for about half a second and she stopped because she was upset about Cedric" Harry said, the truth serum still having its full effect.
"Come on Harry, be honest" Ron said.
"I am, Ron" he said .
"Cho cried while she kissed Harry" Hermione told the group.
"Alright, she was more than upset. But she wasn't crying when I kissed her. Not till after" he said.
"Stop digging your hole babe" Ginny said.
Harry grimaced, looking to his wife who was all smiles, before spinning the bottle. It landed on Hermione.
"Hermione, truth or dare" Harry asked.
"Truth" she said, taking the drop of veritaserum.
"Are you in love with your husband?" he asked. She narrowed her eyes at Harry and Ginny and shook her head, letting out a sigh.
"Yes, I am" she said, hearing George beside her take in a deep breath. She refused to look at Ron, however, his anger from across the circle was palpable.
"Really?" George asked her, filling the silence that had overcome the room.
"Well, yes. Of course. I'm under veritaserum, I can't lie George" she said.
"Days ago you said you weren't sure"
"And that was then" she said.
"Damn woman" George said, throwing himself at her full force, sending her flying back in her chair. He was kissing her, and she was kissing him right back.
"Aright alright… now that truth of dare has gone out the window, Hermione, who's the better kisser, Ron or George?" Pansy asked.
"George… Damn it, I thought the veritaserum had worn off. No more. I refuse to answer" she said.
"Who's better in bed" Pansy asked.
Hermione closed her eyes "George" she said, not opening them.
"Who's got the bigger….." she began.
"I think that's enough, Pansy" Malfoy said.
"What? I'm just having fun" she said in a girly whiny voice. "Fine, lets play spin the bottle then" she suggested.
"We're all married" Neville said.
"So? Spin the bottle doesn't mean anything. Its just kissing. It's not like we're spinning the bottle and fucking the person it lands on" Pansy said.
"Yeah, come on, I want to see if Hermione is right" Pansy said, looking over to George who was grinning proudly, having removed himself from his wife. Ron, however, was livid.
"Fine. But anyone can refuse" Harry said.
"If you refuse, you spill a truth" Pansy said.
"Truth or kiss?" Luna asked.
"Yeah. Great game" Pansy said. "I'll go first" she said, spinning the bottle in the middle of the table that stood in the centre of the circle. It came to a stop, point to Blaise.
"Been there, done that" she said as she stood and kissed Blaise with tongue.
Blaise sat back down chuckling to himself "you've gained some skill since fifth year Pans" he said.
"Well, I learn from the best" she said, elbowing Draco in the ribs, who was sitting with his hands behind his head. Hermione wondered how she was going to feel when the bottle landed on George and she had to watch him kiss someone. She wouldn't cope with it.
The bottle spun around and around and she watched as Luna kissed Theo, Ginny kissed Neville and Ron kissed Hannah. It would only have been a matter of time before it landed on her. As Ron spun it, she watched the tip slow down more and more, she counted the people in the circle and knew before it stopped that it would point to her.
The last thing she wanted or needed was to have to kiss her ex in front of everyone.
"Oh, this is interesting. Hermione" Pansy asked.
"Can I take a truth?" she asked.
Pansy looked to Ron who shrugged. Lavender was furious.
"Ok Hermione, who has the bigger….." Pansy said, before Hermione cut her off.
"Fine. I'll do it. Ronald let's just get it over with" she said.
"Gee, Hermione, make it seem like a punishment" Ron said.
Hermione looked to George who shrugged. Part of the game, she told herself as she leant towards her ex.
His lips were not smooth like Georges, his face was also prickly. He held her by the shoulder as he kissed her with a small peck.
"Nope, not good enough. Haven't you been watching? Tongue or truth" Pansy said.
Hermione rolled her eyes and moved in for a kiss. She tried her hardest to avoid thinking too much into it. She tried to supress the memories of when they used to kiss like this under the trees in the orchid and by the lake and on the beach in Australia. She pulled away and her eyes locked with Ron's. He appeared to be thinking much the same as she was, given that his eyes were quite wet with emotion.
"Was that to your liking, Pansy?" Hermione said, not looking at anyone when she sat down.
"Yes, thank you. Now spin" Pansy said. Hermione hadn't realised that she would have to now kiss someone else. She hoped it would land on George, but as luck had it, the bottle slowed and came to a stop between herself and Pansy, pointing directly to Malfoy.
"Oh Merlin" she groaned.
"Come on Granger" he said, getting up. "Shall we get this over and done with?" He asked, placing his drink down on the table.
Hermione looked to George who, once again, shrugged.
She stood but didn't have to go far as Malfoy was right beside her. She pressed her lips against his and was surprised to find that they were soft and his face was free of stubble. His tongue touched her lips requesting to enter. She allowed it, as it was part if the rules and kissed him back, briefly. If she wasn't married, engaged, partnered or standing in a room full of people, she'd probably like this. He was quite the kisser, even though he probably wasn't trying. She pulled away quickly and sat back down, sighing and looking to her husband for his response.
"Don't worry my love, I'll make you forget all about them in a minute" George said
Draco spun and the bottle landed on Lavender, who eagerly stood and kissed Malfoy.
"Hmm, Hermione you didn't tell me the Slytherin could kiss" Lavender said after they parted.
"I suppose he's ok" Hermione said, earning herself a scoff from Pansy and Malfoy himself.
Lavender happily spun the bottle, which slowed and stopped on George.
George looked to Hermione, who cringed as she nodded to him to just do it. George stood and moved in front of Lavender. He towered over her, which gave him control over the situation.
He pressed his lips against hers and Hermione watched as her tongue greedily searched out his. She was vile and aggressive as she grabbed the back of his head to kiss him. It lasted only a few seconds, but even that was too long for Hermione.
George returned to his seat moments later and took a long swig from his drink.
"That bad was it?" Hermione asked.
"I just wanted to wash the taste o her out of my mouth before I do this" he said, as he took her by the chin and kissed her passionately.
"Alright, I think this game is over" Luna said, as George and Hermione continued to make out.
By now, Pansy and Malfoy were kissing and Ron and Lavender were arguing in the kitchen area of the common room. Hermione was enthralled with how George was making her feel that she tuned everyone out. That was, until Lavender was standing beside them.
"Hermione. Is it true?" she demanded.
Hermione pulled herself away from George.
"Is what true?" Hermione asked, standing up to her full height.
"You enjoyed that, didn't you?" she asked.
"Yes, I did enjoy that" she said, indicating to George who was sitting on his chair still.
"Don't play dumb with me, princess, you enjoyed kissing my husband, didn't you?" Lavender accused.
"Play dumb? I'm sorry, I can't play any other way around you Lavender, or you might not understand. Ron and I have history. That kiss reminded me of things, I'm not going to lie, but I am happy with George now. I didn't enjoy kissing Ron at all because I worked hard to move on from him… Ron and I are done. We are friends" Hermione said, slightly yelling at the other girl.
"You're just trying to get back at me for sixth year. Admit it" Lavender said.
"Sixth year? You mean when Ron and I weren't dating and you threw yourself at him at every opportunity in an attempt to make me jealous? And he still left you for me in the end?" Hermione asked with a scoff.
Lavender looked from Hermione to Ron and stormed off to their room. Hermione just laughed and sat back on her chair with her drink in her hand.
"What a night, hey?" Pansy said.
"Oh yeah, great night. Was forced to reveal things about my life that no one had a right to know about then I kissed my childhood bully and my ex fiancé all within the space of fifteen minutes. I'd say that was a night indeed" Hermione said.
The room was silent and everyone was looking to Hermione.
"Ex fiancé?" George asked.
"What?" Hermione asked, not seeming to have noticed what she said.
"We were engaged. Just after the marriage law was announced, I asked Hermione to marry me and she said yes. Just in case it matched us. I didn't want her to think that I was being forced to marry her" Ron said.
"We were engaged for about a day" she said.
"No it was longer than that. We never broke it off. You came to me the day after the engagement ball to say goodbye and… well, we said our goodbyes and broke it off then" Ron said. Hermione noticed the look in his eyes. He was trying to trap her, to let George know that they slept together that day.
"Oh, Ronnikins, you mean the day Hermione slept with me in the morning, twice, after sleeping with me the night before, then came to you to do the honourable thing and you gave her three minutes of your time and didn't even get her off?" George said.
Ron's face went red and he froze to the spot.
"Hermione… so scandalous" Pansy said.
"Yeah well…" Hermione said with a shrug of her shoulders. She had gone beyond the place where she cared.
"Come on Hermione" George said as he stood and took her by the hand, leading her to her room.
"Thanks for the party Pans" Hermione said, shutting the door behind herself and George.
Hermione took off her shoes and unzipped her dress, ready to get into her pyjamas.
"You didn't tell me you and Ron were engaged" George said.
"It didn't matter" she said.
"It does to me. How am I supposed to feel knowing that the ring that was placed on your finger was put on there while another still had ownership?" he asked.
"Ownership? I'm not a car, George" she said, pulling on her pyjamas as George removed his pants and got into her bed.
"You know what I mean. You and Ron hadn't thought to even break it off before the ball?" he asked.
"He wasn't speaking to me. I flood home to avoid everyone and spent the week in bed best trying to figure out how to kill myself. I didn't want to hurt Ron and I didn't want to disappoint you. I didn't plan on getting to this point. I was ready to end it all. After the ball, I was done" she said, tears in her eyes.
"Right…" George said, getting out of the bed and pulling his pants back on. "…just another person to die this year, right?" he asked, storming out of her bedroom, through the common room and into the night air.
Hermione stood stunned in her room, uncertain about what just happened.
Ginny came in and shut the door behind her, having seen George run off.
"What was that all about?" she asked.
"He's upset that I didn't tell hm Ron and I get engaged. It's not like I had a ring or anything. Ron made me an oversized circle out of tree vines. That's all" she said.
"Its not like George to get jealous over something that happened in the past. He's not like that Hermione" Ginny said.
"Well, I told him that I never planned to get to this point. I was going to end it all" she said.
"End it all? Like, kill yourself?" Ginny asked.
"Ginny… I was in love with Ron. I had been in a war. I was and still am having nightmares that I wake up screaming from. At that point, I couldn't think of anything worse than being torn away from the person I loved and who loved me back. I have no family, I have no one. I thought Ron was it and for him to be taken from me against our will, I was not ready for that" Hermione said.
"And you told George this?" Ginny asked.
"Basically"
"He just lost the person he cared about the most. He didn't smile, talk, eat, drink laugh, or so much of anything until he got matched with you. I see now that it was probably all the sex too, but he genuinely loves you, Hermione. He's madly in love with you. To hear you say that you would remove yourself from his existence, purely because you were matched with him… I don't know how I'd take that, let alone someone who is in his condition" Ginny said.
"Godric. Ginny you're right" Hermione said, slipping her shoes on.
Hermione ran out the door and followed George's footsteps through the powered snow that had fallen.
He was apparently fast, because by the time she got to the gates, he was gone. His footprints stopped. Shed apparated to the flat above the shop in Hogsmeade and stood in the living room with tears in her eyes.
"George?" she called.
"Come to tell me more about how you're going to kill yourself?" He asked.
"That's not… I'm not… I wouldn't do that. I just wanted to explain"
"Go ahead, I'm listening" he said.
"It wasn't because of you. And I wouldn't have gone through with it. Especially after realising how much I cared about you and how you could make me feel" she said, taking his hand and lacing it on her chest. "George, I love you. I'm in love with you. It has taken me a while to see it, but its true. I couldn't imagine my life without you now. You're it for me. Do you not see that?" she asked.
He looked to her and brushed a tear away from the corner of her eye with his thumb.
"I love you too, so so much" he said, kissing her lips softly.
She took this as a sign that George was ok. That he would be ok. She unbuttoned his shirt slowly and moved to his pants, stopping for a moment so he could take her shirt off over her head. The slow soft kisses began morphing into needy, passionate kissed fuelled by desire.
"Fred would be laughing so hard at me right now" he said.
"Why?" Hermione asked.
"I've turned into a sap" he said.
"That's fine. He would understand" she said.
"He would, because he was into you last year" George said.
At this, Hermione pulled away.
"What?" she asked.
"I'm joking, that was a joke. Trying to disengage the sap in me" he said.
Hermione smiled and pushed George hard so he backed into the bedroom. She pushed him again so that he was laying on the bed. She hastily removed his boxers, revealing his erection waiting for her to claim it.
She divested herself of the rest of her clothing and climbed up the bed from his feet. She stopped at the top of his thighs and took him into her hand, stroking up and down, watching Georges face as she did. He was watching her intently, closing his eyes every now and then. She took a moment of courage and used her tongue to lick up the entire length of it, taking a moment to appreciate the throbbing it was now emitting. The bead of cum on the end was a surprise to Hermione, who tasted the salty substance and was now intrigued. She repeated the previous motion, this time, placing her whole mouth around it when she reached the tip. George's sharp intake of breath was enough for her to know she was doing this correctly. She hadn't ever wanted to do it before. She pressed her lips tightly around his length, sucking in with her cheeks and bobbing her head up and down. He was quite large, so she found that she struggled to get to the base, but she used her hand as a guide. As she listened to George's breathing, she heard them become more unsteady, quicker. The jerking motion of his legs indicated to her that he was close, and she wanted him to finish. To enjoy this. She sped up, sucking, licking, moving her hand up and down his incredibly hard length. She hadn't realised before how hard he could get and how large he truly was. She was wrapped up in the rhythm she had created and barely heard when George took her head in his hands.
"I'm… I'm going to cum" he moaned, but she didn't stop. She wanted him to. She wanted to taste him, to experience his pleasure. She wanted to feel his juices in her mouth. It was so sensual to her and when he bucked his hips and came into her mouth, she swallowed eagerly, desperate to please him.
At this point, she was unsure about what to do. She had pleased him, yet, she was naked and desperate for him to touch her. She laid down beside him and gazed at the look of sheer pleasure that adorned his face.
"You are full of surprises" he said, as he rolled towards her and let his hand travel south down her body.
"I aim to please" she said, closing her eyes as his finger dipped inside of her.
"You're soaking" he said, pumping a finger in and out of her. It was agonisingly sweet. She was desperate for more. She pressed her hips against his hand, desperate for friction. He continued tormenting her with his one finger, now curling it inside her, searching for that spot she knew he knew so well. She lifted her hips and he thrust another finger inside of her. She let out a moan of absolute pleasure at the intrusion and as he found the tender place inside of her and pressed against it, she moaned even louder. Her orgasm came quicker than she thought possible, just with him using two fingers and not touching her clit. She hadn't experienced anything like it before, and the intensity of it make her scream out in pleasure.
Through the starts behind her eyes and the ringing in her ears, she vaguely became aware of George moving on the bed, climbing on top of her. She was all sensation, all over her body. She was on fire and as he eagerly thrust himself inside of her, she cried out, yet again in pleasure. He was absolutely the king of making her feel good and as he moved, slowly at first, she felt the dissipating orgasm begin to build again. He increased in speed, grabbing her short hair in his hands.
"You're so fucking perfect" he grunted as he pounded into her, again and again.
"I love you so much" she said, reaching the peak of her pleasure.
"You're mine. I am yours. Now cum for me Hermione" he said.
He didn't have to say it twice, she was already there. His words pushed her over the edge and with a scream of pleasure she came all around him as he released himself inside of her.
He didn't pull out before collapsing on top of her. His weight was just bearable.
She didn't know when she fell asleep, but when the sun shone through the window, she felt him stir, still on top of her. He was no longer inside of her, but as he moved and she felt him harden against her, she held him close and moved herself ever so slightly so that he entered her again. She couldn't get enough of this man who called himself her husband and with the two of them barely awake, they made love till they both came undone again before falling asleep once more.
~~OvO~~
AN - I think i'm getting better at writing the smutty scenes. It doesn't make me cringe anymore. That's good, right? Its coming up to Christmas for the Weasleys. How awkward will that be, now that Hermione is fighting with Lavender, Ginny has an announcement to make and Hermione and George are sex fiends who just want to bonk each others brains out every moment of everyday?!
Citation: Green, John. The Fault in Our Stars. New York: Dutton, 2012.