I ran to the other side of the lake so Hermione couldn't attack me. "Stay back!" I yelled at her from across the lake.
"You know you want me right there. Don't deny it." Hermione laughed.
"I don't want you anywhere near me. I'm mad at me you." I smiled and winked at her.
"I get it. You're in love. You like to flirt. Stop shoving your relationship in my face." Ron screamed.
"Oh get over it. We kissed like twice. That hardly counts as a relationship. I'm sorry it hurts you, but you're just going to have to get over it because I really like Fred and I don't want to lose one of my best friends either."
Just then, Hermione ran over to me. "What did I tell you woman? Get away from me. I don't want to be near you. You're a bully." I said.
"You like it and you know it." Hermione laughed as she pulled me tightly against her.
Her warm breasts were flat up against my chest and I could tell I was breathing very carefully. Why does that girl have such an effect on me? She grabbed my neck and brought our faces so close that I couldn't take it. I leaned down and tried to kiss her but just then she pulled back.
"Psych! You thought!" She screamed as she ran away from me.
"You know, flirting is a form of bullying." I laughed, chasing after her.
"Yeah, keep telling yourself that Mr. Granger. I have you wrapped around my finger and you know it."
"It is. It's sexual harassment and I don't stand for bullying. Also, I am NOT Mr. Granger. Even if I did want to marry you, which I don't, at least after what you've done to me tonight, I would never take your name. It just doesn't work with my fiery red hair."
"Wait, you don't want to marry the girl you've been in love with since sixth year? Likely story." Ginny yelled, clearly not helping my situation.
"Shut up, Gin. I don't like Hermione very much right now, she's a tease and a bully."
"It's not bullying if you like it, Freddo." George yelled.
"WHY IS MY ENTIRE FAMILY ON HER SIDE?!?!? SHE'S BEEN TORTURING ME ALL NIGHT AND I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" I yelled.
"Fiiiinnneeeee. We can call it a truce. I just want a kiss now." Hermione ran back over to me. Why does she look so good 100% of the time, especially in that bikini?
She pressed right into me again. "I-I don't believe you anymore." I breathed. Just then she began kissing down my body.
I couldn't take it anymore. I backed up until our bottom halves were funny submerged so my whole family couldn't see how excited she had gotten me.
"Get a room!" Charlie yelled to us.
"Well we could take your old one. Not like you need it anymore." I managed to say between heavy breaths.
I looked down at the beautiful girl I had all over me. "Mione, you gotta stop. I can't take this anymore. I'm going to have to rip that skimpy bikini off of you if you don't. My self control levels are very low."
"What did I tell you guys about funny business in the lake?" Mum yelled from the side.
"Mum, I'm not doing anything. She won't stop torturing me. Tell her to stop."
"Likely story Fred. Just please don't let the clothes come off and I'll let it slide."
I don't know what had gotten into mum but she was a lot calmer about this than I thought. Hermione was literally kissing my entire upper body, purely torturing me just because she found it fun, and my mum was watching, only caring that the clothes didn't come off.
"Hey, my lips are up here. How about you kiss those?"
"Well if I do that, you get what you want, and giving you what you want isn't very fun." Hermione laughed at me.
"Either way I'm enjoying myself but this torture is literally killing me because I want you so badly. Please stop."
"But you have me, Fred. I don't understand," Hermione said, pretending to be clueless and innocent.
"Quit the act, Mione. We all know you're not ready for sex so unless you want me to take that suit off right now and nail you right here in front of my whole family, I suggest you stop." Saying this made her pause for a few seconds before running her fingers up and down my abs, continuing to kiss my neck.
"Is that permission to do so? Hermione, you know I have poor impulse control. I'm going to start counting down." I looked at her. She was so hot. I kept thinking about how this all might be a dream and I would wake up, no Hermione, no lake. Damn. My imagination of Hermione in a brand new bikini is good if that's the case.
"Ten!" I began, wanting so badly to get to 0, and apparate to my room and finish this there.
"What was in Hermione's water? She looks like she's about to tear Fred's shorts off." Harry started.
"Can we stop talking about Fred and Hermione? They're about to smash in the middle of the lake right in front of me. Do they have no respect for my feelings?" Ron cried as he stormed inside. George followed after him, probably trying to plead my case, but I was too distracted by the hot lady trying to please me while still messing with me. There was no way she was going to let me do anything here or now, nor did I really want to. Of course I wanted her, but not in from of my entire family.
"Alright children. Don't spill any semen in the lake. Other people have to swim in there." Percy said.
"Nine!" I screamed. She looked up at me but clearly was enjoying herself way too much to stop. I ran my fingers through her beautiful curls, hoping she'd stop for long enough for me to talk for a few seconds, but not Hermione. I had only seen her this passionate about one thing, school, and even then she didn't try to seduce and undress her books in the classroom.
"Eight! Mione, continuing is giving me permission to nail you. I hop you know that." I said, trying to be quiet so my siblings couldn't hear.
"Oh I know." She said between breaths as she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, still kissing everything but my lips.
*Come on, Mione. Just one kiss?" I asked. "Also, seven."
"I'm giving you a lot of kisses. Stop complaining." She said, laughing at me as she moved her hands up and down my back.
"Six. This is torture and it's taking every little bit of restraint I have to not rip that little bikini off of you. You look so hot, and I know you're just trying to torture me."
"You know me so well. Torture is fun, especially cause I know you enjoy it. I can tell." Well no duh. I knew she could tell. She was wrapped so tightly around me, we were basically stuck together.
"Five! Four! Three!" I continued.
"Can I get a recount? I need more time."
"No more time. You're at two. You could stop now, we could take it back to the flat or we could wait a while and stay the night. Come out here later and finish this under the stars."
"Tempting, Weasley. Very, very tempting, but taunting you is a lot more fun than any other option."
"Last chance. Stop now or forever hold your peace."
"You wish." She giggled.
"One!"
Hate to leave you guys on a cliffhanger, but I'm hoping to get the next chapter up by later tonight. I had a lot of fun with this chapter, but I would really like some ideas for what to do. I know where I want the next couple of chapters to go, but after that I would like to incorporate some of your ideas.