Fire and Lust 4
She was late, knowing she was going to hear about it she didn't make any stops. She landed in London at made her way outside; she was only a few blocks from where she was going to meeting Ginny.
She saw the red headed witch running up the block in front of her, she was late as well. That was good now she wouldn't have to hear about it. Getting to the café at about the same time they laughed. Finding a seat outdoors they sat and ordered some brunch and coffee.
"What are you wearing Hermione, and how are you late you just had to slip out of bed and come this way." Ginny looked her up and down and smirked at her friend.
"Why were you late, stay up a bit too late?" She smirked at her friend. Ginny who never had a problem shared entirely way too many details about her love life with her friend. Hermione shook her head as Ginny told her how happy she is that she didn't have to cast a silencing charm and that they finally got to break in the kitchen table.
She laughed and a great brunch with her best friend, even though she was thinking about another Weasley entirely. "Are you coming over for dinner tonight?" Ginny asked her friend. Hermione didn't seem to hear her though lost in her own thoughts. She was thinking that after sitting for so long the pain from the night seemed to have settled and wondered if she was going to be able to walk normally back to her flat. "Hermione," Ginny snapped at her friend. "Where have you been all morning, are you okay? This isn't about Ron getting married, is it? No, no I don't think it is you were fine yesterday. Hermione are you listening?"
"Yes Ginny, sorry I was just lost in thought. No, I am not thinking about your brother. I mean Ron, who is your brother. I mean, I… I think I just need to take a nap. I didn't get nearly enough sleep last night. If I wake up in time I will come over for dinner. Without looking back she walked on to her flat knowing that her friend was going to bug the hell out of her later to find out what was up.
She felt the familiar warmth of her wards as she unlocked her flat. Putting down her stuff and stripping her borrowed shirt dress she made her way to the washroom to take a much needed bath. After putting in a few potions and some healing salt charming it to stay the perfect temperate she slipped into the huge crawl foot tub. Washing off and feeling the healing potions working on her started to calm her down.
She had a great night and didn't regret it in the slightest, but what was she going to do now? She wasn't stupid she knew last night was a fluke, and wonderful fluke but a fluke none the less. Trailing her hands in her hair she remembered how amazing it felt being pulled. Leaning her head against the pillow in her tub she re lived the night in her head. Closing her eyes she felt his hands trailing her skin, she felt the soft biting on her neck, and the warm kisses down her legs. She felt the soreness in her legs and core from going at it with him without a break. She shivered as she remembered the way he talked to her with such lust like she was a vela and he had no control over the things he wanted and was going to do to her. Not the normal way people looked at her with admiration for her talent, or with pity over everything she had been for during the war.
She felt the scars she knew she had and thought about how for once they were not looked like with pity or something she felt subconscious about, they were kissed and loved and thought to be a beautiful tribute to herself in general. The scars were there because she was a bad ass and brave and strong, and she for the first time didn't tear up thinking of the pains over the past few years.
What was she going to do? She wasn't like in love with him she knew that. She had never really been close with him but how it is after a one night thing with him her thoughts were a mess, and she couldn't stop replaying the night in her head over and over again like rereading a favorite book. She hated that she felt like 'that girl'. Smiling to herself and relaxing she drifted off to sleep.
Waking up to shouting in her living room she looked for her wand. What time was it and how long had she been asleep?
"Hermione, its Harry don't hex me I sent my stag but you didn't respond and I tried to floo you but you didn't answer. Just let me know you are okay please!" He sounded worried, always so worried for his best friend even if she was the one always saving him. She loved that about her best friend though, both being only children and new to the magical world she really did look to him as a brother.
"Sorry Harry, I fell asleep in the tub again give me a second and I'll be out!" She stood and felt cold as soon as she left the still hot water. She wandlessly dried herself off and put on her favorite shirt and boxers she always kept in her bathroom tying her hair in a knot on the top of her hair, feeling some of the lose curls falling down and framing her face.
Harry was sitting in the arm chair he always sat in when he came to visit. He looked up at her and smiled so familiar with the way she did her hair and the clothes she wore when she got out of the tub living with her and being on the run with her made them closer, like living with a sibling but without all the fighting. "Hermione what's going on, Ginny told me to check on you because something was wrong at brunch." He always knew, even if it wasn't for his girlfriend he would have known she was elsewhere and over thinking everything.
She sat down in her favorite chair; she sunk into it and curled into a tiny ball. "Harry, I don't think you really want to know. I am fine, better than fine really I was just tired this morning because, well um…" How was she was going to tell her best friend/ brother that the reason she was so tired was because she literally up until sunrise shagging.
"Merlin just spit it out Hermione. I won't judge you, and if there is something I can do to help you know I will no matter what." He walked over to the kitchen and started making some tea, and looked at his friend while he got their mugs down.
She got up and made her way to the kitchen sitting at the island with her friend, both sitting on the counter rather in the bar stools like they always had. Putting the tea between the tea them and sipping on it. Alright she needed to tell him everything, she needed a sounding board and it might as well be her best friend.
"During the wedding last night, I um… I danced with Charlie Weasley and well we… we went to his place together last night." She spat the last part of the sentence all out in one big breath. She was blushing and she knew it, she heard her friend gasp and spit out some of his tea. She looked up and told him everything.
When she was done, he was sitting on the floor in the kitchen drinking fire whiskey instead of tea. "Merlin Hermione, I know I am your best friend and all but did you have to tell me every single detail…" He took another shot and shook his head trying to get the mental images out of his head.
She laughed feeling relieved that she got it all off her chest. "Harry, Ginny tells me everything. She is very good with details…" He coughed and fell back on the floor. "Great, that's great my sister knows all about my sex life." She laughed and took the bottle from him not pouring it into her mug like but taking big sips.
"So what are you going to do now? Was it a one-time thing, or do you fancy him now?" Laying down on the kitchen floor next to him, taking another sip and passing him the bottle where he finished it off. "Harry, I don't know. I think I am just going to go on like it never happened, I mean how often am I really going to see him?"
Laughing and catching up while lying on the floor together too drunk to move they just hung out like they used to do in the common room by the fire; it was just like old times. It almost felt like there hadn't been a war, and they both weren't so scarred from it all. That they were just two friends catching up after a normal weekend, not two people who had been to hell and back and were just now being able to get a normal life.
The fire cracked in the living room, and Ginny's head came through. "Harry, Hermione are you there?" She called out. "No, no one's home!" Hermione laughed back at her irritated friend still a bit too drunk to not be giggling like an idiot.
Ginny couldn't help herself she laughed. Her friend didn't get drunk often but when she did it was always amusing being near her. "Merlin, Harry how bad is she?" Harry spoke up, "She is doing just fine. Ginny you are so pretty, your hair is red in the fire." He laughed as he said it and Hermione died crying laughing so hard. "Open your Floo so I can come in please."
Hermione waved her hand in air over her head still laughing. Hoping she opened the floo wandlessly and didn't lock it, she really couldn't concentrate to do anything. She knew she did it right when she heard Ginny come in the kitchen. "What on Earth have you guys been doing? Harry I sent you over here five hours ago. Oh Merlin, I can smell you from here. She saw the two empty fire whiskey bottles on the floor and sat down to where they were lying in the kitchen.
"Do I even want to know?" Hermione sat up and leaned her head against the counter. "Ginny! I am so happy you are here. I haven't seen you in forever. You are the best. Especially when you cook your boyfriend and best friend food, we are about to die!" Ginny couldn't help herself she was laughing, holding her friend close to her. "Oh dear, a sober up potion won't even work on you lot now. Come on loves, I came to fetch you for dinner mum cooked a feast. It should be enough to take some of the edge off of you too. Can you floo or do we need to go an apparition point?"
"Ginny you are so pretty." Harry said as he tried unsuccessfully to sit up and touch her hair. Ginny called for the floo to open. "Hey can one of you come and help me get them to floo." A male voice replied, "Is everything okay, are Hermione and Harry hurt?"
"No, they are just too drunk to function and need food." Ginny replied to one of her brothers. In a minute Fred and George came into the flat looking around for them finding them all on kitchen floor. George bent down and helped Harry to his feet putting one arm around his shoulder letting Ginny hold his other side up. Fred bent down and scooped Hermione into his arms holding her like he was a child and not a grown witch. "What is it with you Weasley's holding me like this?" She slurred out, the twins started laughing. "Mum's going to love this two of the golden trio smashed." George laughed liking the idea it wouldn't be him in the hot seat for once. "Merlin Hermione, why weren't Fred and I invited to this bit of day drinking? I don't recon I have ever seen you so drunk love, and what other Weasley is caring you around like a princess love? Harry laughed and turned to look at his friend as they went through the fire. Fred Kissed the top of her head and stepped through the fire with her close to his chest.