Chapter 2 – Enjoying the Holidays

A half hour after the Grangers departure, Ron whispered in Hermione's ear.

"Mione, I love having you here, but my leg is numb. Want to go for a walk?"

Hermione turned to him with a smirk.

"Sure. If you can walk with your poor numb leg."

As they got up, Ron took her hand and led her out of the Burrow into the clear, crisp night. They walked to the edge of the Weasleys' property, admiring the almost full moon and the beautiful night sky. Then Ron paused, turned Hermione toward him, and began to speak.

"Hermione, you know I love you. I've loved you for years, even if I was too dumb to admit it. The last few months with you in school and only being able to see you every couple weeks have been hell on me. I can't imagine not having you in my life."

As Ron paused, Hermione gasped as he knelt down on one knee and held up a ring.

"Hermione Jean Granger, will you marry me and stay with me for the rest of our lives? I know you have to finish school, but after that?"

Hermione choked back tears as she replied.

"Yes, most definitely."

Ron placed the ring on her finger and stood up to kiss her. They stood there for what seemed like an eternity, wrapped up in each other. Hermione no longer felt the cold. All she felt was a fire that had started low in her belly and was flaring outward. She and Ron were pressed tightly against each other and she knew that she wanted him right then and now. Reluctantly breaking the kiss, she looked into his deep blue eyes.

"Ron is there any place we can go to be together?"

Ron saw the hunger in her eyes and desperately tried to think of a place.

"Mione, I wish I had some place, a tent, anything, but I don't."

As he said this, Hermione was struck with an idea.

"Tent!"

After making her declaration, Hermione darted back towards the Burrow, stopping just outside the garden wall. Looking up, she was glad to see that Ginny had left her bedroom window slightly open.

"Accio, bag!"

Hermione summoned her bag with a wave of her wand and suddenly a small, floppy, beaded bag pushed its way out of the window and was flying toward them. Hermione reached up and grabbed it, then she took Ron's arm and they moved away from the Burrow a bit farther. Digging into the bag, Hermione extracted what looked like a large lump of canvas.

"Hmm, no, that's the old one that Perkins gave your dad. I know I got a new one, in here somewhere..."

She kept looking, but meanwhile Ron had come behind her and started nuzzling her neck and sucking on her earlobe. Hermione moaned and then she pulled out what looked like a several layers of folded silk. Dropping it to the ground, she incanted briefly and a small, pale blue tent grew in front of them. Ron had continued working his way down her neck and was whispering delightful suggestions in Hermione's ear as she yanked him into the tent.

Once inside, Ron stopped kissing her briefly and looked around. The tent was smaller than Perkins' old one, but still resembled a small studio apartment with a full bed at one end and kitchen to the side. Best of all, it was clean and did not smell like cats.

"Mione, when did you get this?"

"Oh, I found it on sale and the deal was too good to resist. I really hate the old tent and think I'll give it back to your dad. Now, where were we?"

With that said, Ron resumed his spectacular kisses and soon they both started undressing. As Hermione lost her blouse, Ron began to suckle her breasts, causing her to groan as she ran her fingers through his hair. After several minutes, she pulled him back up and drove her mouth into his. A while later, Ron pulled back to admire her.

"Mione you are so beautiful. I can't believe how lucky I am, but if we don't stop soon, I may not be able to stop. I know we have talked about limits, but I just need to warn you not to take me much farther."

Hermione regarded him and loved him even more for his concern.

"Ron, when I planned on coming to the Burrow for Christmas, I gave us a lot of thought. Even before you proposed, I had decided that I was ready to have you all the way. It's just hard here at this house finding time for us. So, if you are ready, then so am I. Please make love to me Ronald Weasley."

Ron needed no further prompting as he began to kiss her again, gradually undid her bra, and then worked his way down. When he reached her knickers, he took the waistband in his teeth and slowly inched them down. Hermione was dripping wet and about to scream at him to hurry, but Ron had other plans. He wanted to take his time and make their first time the best possible. Eventually he finished pulling the knickers off and was at eye level with Hermione's beautiful sex. He began to kiss it and then lightly flicked his tongue all around, causing her to gasp and moan. Then she grabbed him and pulled him up into another kiss. He was pressed against her and his cock was straining to get loose. Feeling his arousal, Hermione slowly began to undress him, lavishing kisses along the way. When she reached his nipples, he hissed and she realized they were almost as sensitive as hers, so she began to nibble on one. Ron was about to lose it and had to stop her.

"Mione, if you don't stop, I'm going to go early."

With that warning, she desisted and went back to undressing him, removing his last item of clothing, electric blue boxers. Finally, she had a full view of him and stepped back to admire. Ron was no longer a gangly boy. He was tall but had filled out with just the right amount of muscles. Hermione didn't like the gorilla types and Ron was just right. A small thatch of red hair stood in the middle of chest, with a wispy trail extending down and then growing thick again. His erection stood out, with a slight upward tilt and looked wonderful to Hermione.

"You're gorgeous Ron."

Then she gave in to a deliciously naughty thought, dropped to her knees, and began to suck on him. Ron wanted to scream.

"Unhh, Mione, oh, yeah, um, does this tent have, unh, wards, for unh sound?"

Hermione stopped slurping for a second and smiled up at him.

"Of course Ron."

She was about to start sucking again when Ron grabbed her and carried her to the bed at the back of the tent. He laid her down gently and then placed himself on his hands and knees over her. They continued snogging fiercely and he began to line his cock up to her entrance. Hermione took a break from his mouth and cast a contraception charm as Ron licked her earlobe and she moaned.

"Mione beautiful, are you ready?"

"Yes, Ron, please! But go slow."

Ron eased into her and the feeling was exquisite. She was so tight. He looked up into her eyes and could see the pain as he began to trace kisses along her jaw and slowly kept pushing in deeper. Then his progress stopped and he realized he had reached her maidenhood. She looked into his beautiful blue eyes and gave a slight nod. Taking the invitation, he pulled back and gave a light thrust. Hermione yelped as Ron slipped all the way into her.

"Gods, yes Hermione, you feel so good."

He waited for a minute, looking into her eyes and gently kissed away a couple of tears. After a minute, she began slowly moving against him and he took the cue and started thrusting again slowly. They continued making love at a slow pace for the next ten minutes or so when Hermione began to speed up.

"Ron, yes baby, oh yes, I'm close. Oh please harder. YES."

Ron felt Hermione shudder to her climax and the flood of fluids around his cock was his tipping point as he gave one last large thrust and came inside his love. As they recovered from their climaxes, they lay together panting, both marveling at this night. A while later, Ron was about to doze off when Hermione began to twirl her fingers in the thatch of hair on his chest and gradually leaned over to start kissing him again.

"You know what I've heard Ron?"

"What love?"

"I've heard that the second time is always better than the first."

Then she leaned over further and drove her tongue into his mouth. Ron couldn't believe she was ready to go again, but he wasn't arguing. They kept snogging and soon he was at full mast again. She reached down and took him in hand and he groaned. Then she did something unexpected, she climbed on top of him and slowly lowered herself onto him. Ron looked up at the beautiful sight above him. Hermione was sweaty with lust and her breasts bounced in rhythm as she rode him. He reached up and grabbed them and began to tweak her nipples. It didn't take long and she was screaming louder than before.

"Fuck Ron, yes, so fucking amazing. Cum for me baby. I want to feel your warmth in me."

Ron couldn't believe her. This was a whole new side to Hermione and he was loving it. As she urged him on, she began to cum and he watched enthralled. Her head whipped back and she screamed and rode him harder than he would have thought possible. Then she slowed down as her climax finished. Ron was still on the edge and she had stopped moving, so he thrust into her twice more and caused her to scream again as they both came together.

Hermione rolled off Ron, panting and exhausted. She was amazed at herself. She had held off for so long, waiting for the right time to give herself fully to him. Now that she had she couldn't believe the feelings awakened in her and the transformation that had come over her. She looked to the side and saw Ron smiling at her.

"Mione, I love you, forever."

She leaned over and kissed him briefly with a contented smile.

"I love you too Ron, forever."

They lay together a while longer and then realized that they had been gone from the Burrow for a long time and should probably return. They reluctantly got up, cleaned themselves, and left the tent. She packed it quickly back into her bag and they returned to the Burrow. It was well past midnight and everyone had gone to bed. Hermione was glad she didn't have to face anyone immediately after what had just happened. She felt certain that the night's endeavors must show in her pleased expression. She and Ron proceeded up the stairs and stopped outside Ginny's room. They kissed briefly and then she turned to enter the room she was sharing with Ginny, while Ron continued on up to his room at the top of the Burrow.

As Hermione entered the room, she tried to be quiet but found that it wasn't necessary. Ginny was awake and set her book down to grin at Hermione.

"Well, that was a long walk."

Ginny was smirking and Hermione regarded her friend and knew she had to talk to someone, but the first thing she did was to hold out her hand with the ring. Ginny squealed and jumped off the bed to get a closer look.

"Oh, congratulations Hermione, we're really going to be sisters!"

Then Ginny hugged her and they settled down to talk.

"So, Mione, did you have any clue?"

"No, not a clue Gin. Apparently Ron has been planning this for a while. Remember how he and my dad went to the workshop to look at muggle stuff? Well, he was actually getting dad's permission!"

Ginny sighed.

"I can't believe my shy brother Ron has actually grown up. Amazing."

They were both quiet for a minute, staring at the ring. Then Ginny broke the silence.

"Okay, so he proposed, but unless he was practicing a speech for the Wizengamot, it shouldn't have taken over two hours. And it's not exactly summer outside. So where were you?"

Hermione regarded her friend and soon to be sister-in-law. Ginny was giving her a knowing look and waggling an eyebrow.

"Okay, Gin, I can see you won't give this up. We were both cold, so I summoned my bag and set up a tent for us and well, one thing led to another…"

Ginny whooped.

"Ha, I knew it! About time too. The sexual tension you two have been giving off has been driving the rest of us batty."

"What would you know about sexual tension Gin? You apparate out of Hogsmeade to Grimmauld Place any possible chance you get."

Ginny laughed, then yawned.

"Well, Mione, I'm tired and you probably should rest up after your 'exercises'. Good night."

With a last chuckle, Hermione settled into her bed and waved the light off.

The next morning, Hermione awoke and the memories of the night before caused her to flush. Then she looked at her ring and just stared. Ginny returned from the bathroom while she was sitting with a rosy glow, smiling and staring.

"Okay, bathroom is all yours. You'd better get ready so you and Ron can go deliver your news. Then you can show that off to everyone."

Hermione looked up, smiled and left for the bathroom.

A half hour later, she was the last to arrive downstairs for breakfast. She gave Ron a quick kiss and sat down next to him. He looked at her and she gave him a nod. He then tapped his fork against a glass to call the table to attention.

"Good morning everyone. I have an announcement."

Hermione's parents grinned knowingly across the table as Ron continued.

"Yesterday I had a talk with Mr. Granger and last night, with his blessing, I proposed to Hermione. Thankfully, she accepted."

With that said, Hermione pulled her hand out from under the table to show off her ring. The room became chaos as everyone began talking and congratulating. Mrs. Weasley had tears in her eyes as she leaned over to look at the ring.

"That's very nice. You did well Ronald."

Then she beamed and pulled the two of them into a rib cracking hug.

"I can't say I'm surprised. Now, when will the wedding be? After school I assume? Summer or fall?"

Hermione laughed.

"Honestly, Mrs. Weasley I haven't even thought that far ahead. Of course, school first. Probably early summer. I don't want to wait longer than I have to."

"I agree!" Ron declared and the everyone laughed.

Later that day Hermione apparated her parents back home, staying to talk to them for a while. The Granger house was so much quieter than the Burrow. Hermione used to love the quiet, it gave her a chance to study and concentrate. Now she felt almost uneasy with all the quiet and was happy when she returned to the Burrow that evening.

The rest of the holiday went too quickly for Hermione. She relished the time spent with her friends, and especially Ron. She dreaded having to be away from him. They managed to get away for private walks a few more times and spent a couple long afternoons and an evening inside the tent. They had both waited a long time to advance their relationship, and now they couldn't seem to get enough of each other. Shortly before the new year, she and Ron were sitting in the garden discussing how they would continue the relationship after she returned to school. They both knew Hogsmeade weekends would be her only chance.

"Maybe I can get a room for us in Hogsmeade so we don't have to worry about the tent?"

"That will still be hard Ron, the village will be crawling with students. If I go disappearing into the rooms above the Three Broomsticks someone is bound to see me and figure out what is going on."

Ron was just about to counter when Harry showed up.

"Hi Ron, hi Hermione. I didn't mean to intrude. I didn't know you were out here. I also didn't mean to overhear, but I did and I think I may have a solution."

Hermione blushed.

"Um, you heard us Harry?"

Harry laughed.

"Not to worry Hermione. It's not like I haven't figured out where you two disappear to. You know you really don't need to resort to a tent. It's not a secret that Ginny spends Hogsmeade weekends visiting me. Grimmauld Place is big enough that each of us can be on separate floors and have our own space. You can apparate over with Ginny."

Ron grimaced and then a slow smile spread on his face. He knew about Ginny and Harry's arrangement, but usually tried to forget that his baby sister was regularly leaving school to get shagged by his best friend. Now Harry made a similar offer to him and it sounded good.

"Wow, thanks Harry, that might work. If Hermione is agreeable at least."

Ron looked at Hermione and she had a malicious gleam in her eye.

"Oh yes, that will definitely work."

The new year passed and soon it was time to depart back to school. On the morning Hermione was to leave, Ron took her in his arms. She was barely holding it together as Ron whispered in her ear.

"Just three weeks until the next Hogsmeade weekend and then we'll meet up at Grimmauld."

Hermione sighed, how would she wait three weeks? She loved school, but this was the first time she was dreading returning. She kissed Ron long and hard, forgetting that the rest of the family was watching. Then she broke the kiss and, with tears in her eyes, apparated to Hogsmeade.