Ch 91: Anniversary Surprise – No Fooling!

The following morning, Hermione awoke slowly in Ron's arms. The previous day had been special but exhausting, with Hugo's incredible surprise in the morning, and then fitting in visits to the care home, her parents and The Burrow so everyone would feel loved on Mothering Sunday. And now it was Monday, but not just any Monday. And she was not sure what to expect, but then she felt Ron's lips on her shoulder.

"Happy Anniversary, Mrs. Weasley."

"You remembered," she said softly with a large grin.

"Are you kidding? How could I forget our first anniversary? Hermione, you are everything to me," he said as he moved to hover over her. "I love you so, so much," he mumbled as he crushed his lips to hers.

She kissed him back, but pulled back reluctantly. "I wish we could stay here and see this through, but it is Monday morning, and we have to get Hugo off to school, and then I have an all-day conference to attend."

"Yes, the Magical Foundation Association Bookkeeping conference, right?"

"Yes, how did you know that?"

"'Cause I made it up and invited you to a fake conference so we could do this all day after we got Hugo to school since I didn't think I could just tell you to take it off."

"What?! Is this an April Fool's joke?"

"No," he chuckled. "But you are reminding me a lot of my mum right now and how she reacted last year when I tried to tell her about our impending wedding."

"But there was a formal invitation and everything."

"Yeah. I did that. Some of my auror training can kick in every now and then. Are you mad?"

"Mad?" she asked, "No, I don't think so. Bewildered maybe. I would have taken the day off if you asked me to."

"Really?" he asked doubtfully.

"Well, probably at least most of the day, or maybe a long lunch or something," she said defensively.

"Hence the made up meeting magical accountant boring blah blah blah," he chuckled as he kissed her again and rolled so she was now on top of him.

She pretended to be upset, but as she ground her hips into him, he knew she was bluffing. "Ok then," she fussed. "But you will pay for this."

"Oh, I'm counting on it," he assured her.

Laughing, she swung her leg over and got off of him and the bed. "Get up, Ron."

"I thought that's what you were working on," he scoffed.

"Hmm. You are cheeky today," she laughed. "Let's get Hugo packed off to school, and then we'll regroup."

He grinned watching her go. Hermione headed to the shower and got dressed, then went to wake Hugo and fix breakfast. Hugo came down to the kitchen and nattered away about the April Fools pranks he thought his classmates would try to pull that day.

"Are you planning to pull any pranks?" Ron asked as he came into the kitchen.

"Well, I had talked to George, but all of the really good ones are magic-based, so I couldn't do them at my muggle school."

"That's a relief. I wouldn't want to hear you had turned Melissa Rupesmith into a canary or something," Hermione said.

"Well, I didn't say I wasn't doing any – just not the really good ones."

"Great," Hermione said as she rolled her eyes.

"Just don't get caught," Ron muttered into Hugo's ear, but Hermione heard him and smacked him with a dishtowel.

Ron laughed, but mussed Hugo's hair as he got up to get tea.

"Come on, Hugo. Get your bag. I'll drive you to school," she called.

Ron walked out with him, quietly saying, "Hu- don't forget, Jean is going to pick you up at school and you're staying with them tonight, right?"

"I know. I know. I don't want to know what you two are up to tonight. But I have to come back here to get my stuff after school so can you be all kissy face somewhere else then?"

"Of course," Ron laughed. "I'm actually taking her away as a surprise. Just don't mention it to her on the way to school, ok?"

"No worries, Dad. I am still your wingman." Ron grinned and hugged him.

Hermione grabbed her keys and met Hugo at the door. "Ready?"

"Yup. No fooling," Hugo grinned as Hermione rolled her eyes and ushered him out the door.

They drove the few minutes to the school, and Hermione pulled into the parking lot to let him out and waved as she saw Melissa on the walkway.

"Good morning, Melissa!"

"Morning, Hermione."

"Wish me luck today."

"Good luck – but why do you need it?"

"Please, Hermione," she scoffed. "It's April Fools at a primary school. There will be whoopy cushions and snakes and bubble gum in pigtails and all sorts of torments I have yet to imagine."

"Oh no," laughed Hermione. "Then I do wish you luck."

"Right. Want to switch places for the day?"

"Not a chance," she laughed. "Actually, today is our anniversary and he surprised me by tricking me into having a free day together."

"That is outstanding. Just brilliant. Enjoy it," Melissa said as she winked at her before she headed into the school.

Hermione drove home, already aroused thinking about the day ahead of her. She opened the door and was confused to see Ron changed into khaki pants and a button down shirt.

"I thought we were spending the day together? Why are you dressed in nice muggle clothes?"

"We are spending the day together," he smiled. "We're just not doing it here."

"OhhKaay…" Hermione said. "Where are we going?"

"Just trust me. Hawaii turned out alright, didn't it?"

"Yeah, but we had more than 8 hours that time."

"Well, we have more than 8 hours this time too. Your parents are keeping Hugo tonight, and we are going somewhere special."

"Wow, um, sounds intriguing. Do I need to pack anything?"

"Already done," he said patting his pocket. "Packed, shrunk and ready to go. Our portkey leaves in ten minutes."

Fifteen minutes later, Hermione let her jaw drop.

"Paris? We're in Paris?"

"Just for one night," he said. "But, yeah. Hotel is around the block and we can check in anytime. I have a dinner reservation at 7, but other than that, the day is ours."

"You're incredible," she said as she kissed him deeply. "How did I get so lucky?"

"I was sort of thinking the same thing," he whispered as he looked at her chocolate eyes.

"Maybe we could go check in to that hotel now? We can see Paris this afternoon, but there are a few things I want to take care of first," she said in a breathy voice.

"Brilliant," he mumbled, and they quickly headed to the hotel.

It wasn't long before they found their way to the large room at the hotel.

"This place is so posh, Ron!"

"It's just one night," he shrugged. "We only have our first anniversary once."

"Come here," she said, her voice now huskier.

He took the two strides to cross the room to her and leaned to kiss her sensually and slowly, but Hermione was far too aroused to go slowly. She tugged at his shirt, pulling it quickly up over his head and started working her fingers down her own buttons to shed it quickly. Ron groaned as he saw she had worn his favorite Canons Orange bra, which she quickly removed. He went to reach for her breasts, but she had already bent to work his buckle and shed his trousers as she kicked off her own skirt. Unable to resist her aggressive advances, Ron stepped out of his trousers and quickly shed his pants, reaching for the tiny orange knickers to tug them off.

Hermione moaned at his touch, and he quickly reached one hand to cover her now-glistening sex and the other behind her shoulders and unexpectedly lifted her up and took her to the bed. She lay on her back, legs bent and falling open to allow him access. He crawled on his knees to hover over her, his erection now hard and jutting into her thigh. His hands immediately went to her breasts, where his flicked and rubbed her nipples until they were rock hard. His mouth attached to one breast while one hand continued to work the other. He bit lightly at her nipple, causing her to arch her back off the bed. She reached for his hardening length, eliciting a groan and slur or curses as she wrapped her fingers tightly around the velvety skin and began pumping him as he continued to suckle at her breast.

"Please, Ron," she begged.

At her words, he released her breast with a sucking sound, and moved his hand to take his erection and line it up at her opening. As he rubbed against her slick folds, she moaned more and gasped when he gently hit her clit with his rock hard cock. Before she could say anything, he pushed into her opening, causing another groan from her as her breath changed.

"Hard, Ron. I need it hard," she gasped.

He arched an eyebrow at her, as she had never said anything like that before, but he soon grinned and began pounding into her, loving the tiny squeak she made with each thrust. He felt he wasn't getting deep enough and soon leaned back to grab her right leg, pulling it up towards him as he pulsed feverishly into her. Her gasps increased, which only urged him on. She reached down to rub her clit as he continued.

"Fuck, I love it when you touch yourself, Hermione."

"So good, Ron, don't stop," she yelped as she continued to rub herself with one hand and grabbed her breast with the other.

"Fuck," he moaned as he watched her come undone. As her walls clamped tightly around him he soon joined her in her post-orgasmic bliss and collapsed next to her on the bed. They lay there, panting and catching their breath as they held each other.

"Fuck," she whispered. "That was incredible."

"No shite," he panted. "We need to have you go all sex-crazed on me more often."

"Sex-crazed?" she laughed.

"Yeah, you've never been like that before, and it was really hot. Not sure what wound you up, but we need to make sure we find out so we can wind you up again in the future," he said as he rolled on top of her and kissed her again as she giggled and wrapped her arms tightly around him.

Several hours and many shags later, they had peeled themselves from the bed, showered and strolled out to find a café for lunch. They spent the afternoon strolling through art museums and parks, mainly just relishing in being together. They headed back to change for dinner and then went to the restaurant Ron had planned for dinner. It was breathtaking, with a view of the Eifel Tower where they ordered champagne.

"To my wife," he said earnestly. "You have changed my world so much, and I am so very grateful to have found the most amazing woman in the world."

"To us," she corrected. "To the first year of many years of our marriage. The ups, the downs, the adventures we've had and the adventures to come. I love you so much."

Ron kissed her and grinned, then pulled a small gift box out of his jacket pocket and gave it to her. She gave him a questioning look.

"It's not an office," he shrugged.

She opened the box to find a necklace and stud earring set. "Oh Ron, it's gorgeous. I've never seen anything quite like it. Are they brown pearls?"

"No, they are koa wood beads from Hawaii. I got it when we were there last year. They were unique enough to make me think of you, but classic enough for you to wear with all of your muggle suits."

"Oh, I love it. So beautiful! Thank you, Ron."

"You're welcome. I love you so much."

"I love you too. I didn't get you anything nearly as wonderful. You are hard to shop for, Ron Weasley. You can get yourself anything you want or need, but you never seem to do it. So, I went for an upgraded version of a practical gift. I feel kind of silly actually now that you have given me something both beautiful and sentimental. But, well, I got you a new wallet. Your other one is so ragged and beat up, so I found this one and thought of you. It has two sections in it – one for muggle money and one for galleons. And, well, I had it embossed. I hope it is alright."

He looked at it tenderly, fingering the butter soft leather and admiring the embossed design. It was a fancy W with two Rs and two Hs written in smaller scroll intertwined with the W. "Thank you, Hermione. I love it. And I love you."