BACK AT HOME

Oliver went straight to the livinf room, turning on the television to watch the whatever might be on, "Mione, can you get me a butterbeer, please?"

Jareth followed his dads lead, and laid beside his father, to watch the television, "I want a juice, mommy!"

Hermione shook her head, as she went to retrieve her husband, and sons drink, "You know it won't hurt you to wait on me, every once in a while," she came into the living room, and set the two drinks on the table, in front of her boys, she smiled at the image in front of her, "You know, this is the kind of things, that don't let me regret anything in my life," she knelt down, and kissed her already asleep son on the cheek, and husbands cheek. She sat down in the chair and thought about when he had come over to her house her senior year, while her parents were out of time.

FLASHBACK

Hermione stood in front of the full length mirror in her head girl room, staring at her self in the navy blue stapless laced bra, and matching knickers, 'Oliver's favorate color,' she thought as she went to start putting a navy blue evening gown on, is clung to her waist, and flowed loosely as is fell to the floor, she spun around and watched as the dress fanned out, being lifted by the air. It had silvery star shapes all over it, she was satified how it had come. She looked in the mirror once again, her brown chestnut hair was straightened for the occasion, half behind one shoulder, and the other half resting over the other, she hardly recognized herself when she noticed how diffrent she looked.

"Oh my goodnes, you look amazin Mione!" Ginny came in, wearing a creamed color white down, and her hair had been pulled up in a high pontail wear ringletsstarted falling, it make her red hair even more radiant, she looked radiant, as he older brother had said earlier.

Hermione smiled at her friend, "You look amazing to Ginny."

"So is this mystery guy going to show tonight?" Ginny eyes her friend, making sure the brunnette kept her promise, by introducing her long term boyfriend, which she barely found out about a week ago, when Hermione announced that everyone will see her date at the ball, after being teased by Lavendar, about not having a date, and just making some guy up.

"Yes, he is picking me up here," Hermione wrapped her arms around the other girl, "I will be there I promise, go!"

Ginny gave her friend one last look, before leaving the Head Girl room, "See you!"

Fifteen minutes later there was a soft knock on the door.

Hermione gave herself a quick last look, then hurried to answer it, she smiled warmly at the visiter, "You made it."

"Merlin, you look wonderful Hermione," A man in navy blur dress robe stood in the doorway, staring at the woman in front of him, "Wow!"

Hermione red rose in his hand, obviously had been forgotten about at the moment, she wrapped her arms around the man, "I am so glad you showed Oliver, I thought you were going to cancel on me."

Oliver wrapped his arms around the womans small waist, and kissed her gently, "I said I would be here, and here I am," he lifted the rose in his hand, and handed it to the girl, "For you," he watched as she went to set the rose on her night stand, "Head Girl, private dorms, I remember when I was a student here, how Percy kept bragging about how great it was to have his own room away from everyone one."

"I spend more time in the common room in the Gryffindor tower, then I do here," She smiled when he took her hand, intrining the fingers together, "Everyone is going to be surprised see you, with me at least."

Oliver smiled at the woman next to him, "Lavendar Brown, she was the one who thought you were not coming, because you couldn't get a date right?"

Hermione nodded, rememvbering how mad she had gotten, she looked at Oliver before the reached they reached the empty entrance way, "Oliver, you know you don't have to do this, I know we said we weren't going to be open with our relationship, until after I graduate, and I wouldn't-"

Oliver turned to face her, "Hermione, I very much so want to be here with you, I rather you be escorted by me, then someone like Draco Malfoy."

"I didn't know he was an option," Hermione teased, causing her boyfriend to give his I-am-not-amused look, he leaned down to kiss her, before the doors suddenly opened for them, she moved her hand to wrap her arms around his own arm, "You're great, you know that?" she whispered into his ear.

Alot of attention was on the couple, who had just entered, not only becaus the DJ annouced that the Head Girl, and her date were coming in, but who her date ended up being.

Lavendar's eyes looked like they were about roll out of the place, she stared at the couple, who made there way to the center of the floor.

Ginny saw the look on the other girls face, which is why she took this oppotunity to say somethin, "Jealous much?"

Seamus, who had been Lavendar's boyfriend until his last year, when he walked in on her spreading her legs for Draco in the broom closet, wrapped his arm around the red head, proud that it she was his date, not afraid to say what comes to her mind, he looked at Lavendar, "Visited in broom closets, lately Lav?"

Ginny giggled, knowing what had happened between the two, she looked at her date, "You know, I am seriously thinkinh about saying yes to your question," she gave Lavendar the bird, before joining another group of friends. The two had been friends, and that had been why they came together, if you asked either one of them, they would had told you, they were just friend. They didn't officially start dating, until a couple weeks the Seamus had graduated with the other seven year students.

Oliver pulled Hermione in his arms tightly, as they swayed to the music on the dance floor, he gazed into her brown eyes, "You're beautiful, and thanks for asking me to escort you tonight."

Hermione rested her head on Olivers shoulder, she pulled his head down, so she could whisper in his ear, "This is going to be a late night, if your not in a rush to get back to your home," she bit her bottom lip, watching as he thought about what she had just said.

Oliver looked down at her, reading her eyes, leaned in to kiss her, "I'm all yours, not going anywhere."

Hermione jumped, when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder, she smiled recognizing it to be Neville, "Neville, you look nice, where is the lovely Luna Lovegood?"

"She is sitting down, I actually came to see, if I might beable to steal a dance from you," Neville looked at Oliver, "Can I please borrow your date, Mr. Wood."

Oliver looked at the boy, then at Hermione, he leaned in and kissed her cheek, "I suppose one dance won't hurt," he handed his dates hand to Neville, and made his way to some familiar faces.

Neville smiled at his friend, "You truly were, one of my few good friends, you were always there to help me Mione," he smiled at Luna, who was dancing wth Dean, awkwardly.

"You were one of my very first friends here to, Neville, you were always nice to me," Hermione spotted Oliver, dancing with Ginny, who was blushing.

After the music stopped, Hermione ended up dancing with a few other seventh year students from her house, and even the Head boy, Blaise. This was when Oliver came to cut in on the dancing.

Blaise could had been in Gryffindor, because he did not relate to the other slytherins, him and the Head Girl developped a strong friendship through the year, all the girls were head over hills for him, but he wasn't interested him them, he was interested in one of opposite sex, but even the guys here who rooted for the same team, were far to imature for the boy, he had once said.

"It was nice getting to know you this year Blaise," Hermione had said, once Oliver swooped in, and spinned her into his arms again.

"What's going on, you two seemed to be pretty close," Oliver held the girl in his arms.

Hermione rolled her eyes, and smiled, "He's gay, don't worry, no threat," she wrapped her arms around his neck, "You know what, I am tired of this dance," she took his hand, and lead him out of the Great Hall, without saying bye to anyone.

There was moaning coming from a supply closet, as they passed it.

"Some one is having a party of there own," Oliver teased, as they continued on there way to the Head Girl room.

Hermione stopped in front of the large potrait, mumbled the password, then lead Oliver inside, "Did you have fun?"

"I was with you," Oliver wrapped his arms from behind her, and started kissing her bare shoulder.

Hermione pulled out of his grasp, grinning, she waved her wand, which was hidingin the fabrics of her skirt part of the dress, in the direction of the bathroom, "I will call you when I am ready for you, alright?"

Oliver gave her a puzzled look, but nodded as she walked into the bathroom, he looked at her bed.

Hermione went into the bathroom, removed her clothes, and settled into the large hot tub size bath, she looked around to see if she had everything, then looked towards the doorway, "Oliver you could come in, now."

"Okay," Oliver slowly made his way into the bathroom, not exactly knowing what to expect, once in the restroom, he looked at Hermione, who's head was the only part of her body not covered by the bubbles and water, "Hermione?"

She looked up at him, biting her bottom lip, "I want to be with you, I am ready," she watched as he stripped down to nothing, but his boxers.

He slowly sank into the warm water, and made his way to his girlfriend, "Why in here though?"

"Lavendar, and Pavarti said it doesn't hurt as much in the water," Hermione looked at him nervously.

Oliver chuckled a little, as he reached for her, "Obviously, they don't know what they are talking about, no matter where our first time is going to be, you will feal pain at first, he slide his hands around her waist, realizing she had removed all her clother, "Either you are under dressed, or I am over dressed, which is it?"

She smiled at his calm way of saying she didn't have to go through with her plans, if she didn't to, she lowered her hands to his waist band of the boxers, and lowered them, she stared into his eyes, "I think you're the one over dressed."

He tossed his boxers out of the tub, then wrapped his arms arounf her waist, lifting her so she was now standing in front of him, as he sat back a little studying her features, "You're beautiful, you know that?"

Hermione felt the urge to cross her arms in front of her chest, causing Oliver to gently hold her waist, he stood to his full height, which was a good six-one, to her five-six, she slowly ran her palms up and down his chest, as she looked into his eyes, "I really care for you, a great deal Oliver."

"I really care about you to, Hermione, you know that," He lifted her in his arms, and carried her out of the tub, he leaned down to kiss her as he lead her to the bed, "Like I said, it doesn't matter where we are, you will feal a pain the first time," he laid her gently in the center of the bed, as he went to stand at the foot, he looked at her, as he crawled at the foot of the bed. He lifted one leg, and kissed it from ankle to inner thight, and back, then did the same to the opposite leg.

Hermione swung her head back, as she felt a rush in her stomach, "Ol-ive-r!"

He leaned over her, grinning, "That's nothing, I haven't even started anything," he lowere his head, and brought his lips back down to the center of her legs, he kissed her opening, as she grabbed his face, encouraging him to continue.

She felt as her chest rised up, and down quickly, "Oliver?"

He looked at her for a moment, concerned, "You okay?"

"I want to see you," She reached his shoulders, pulling him up, so they could make eye contact.

He stared at her for a moment, then finally leaned in, and caught her lips with his, "Okay," he slid his hand back to where his lips had recently been before, and slowly slid his finger inside of her openin, he moaned inside her mouth, as she bucked into him, then continued slide his other fingers in, and out until he felt she was ready for him, he looked at her for a moment, "I am not trying to hurt you, intentionally, remember that," he leaned down, and caught her lips with his mouth once more, as he positioned himself a little at a time inside of her.

Her eyes widened, at the contact, she burried her head against his neck, as he finally pushed himself fully in her, she yet out a painful moan against his neck, "Oliver."

He kissed her cheek, when she cried out, not wanting to move until she was confortable with how he felt in her, not knowing how long he was able to keep himself together, "Look at me," he felt her relax a little more, as she looked into his eyes, he then slowly started moving in her, until they finally fell into a rythymn as one.

She moaned as he pulled himself out all the way to his tip, and then plunged himself back into her, "Ol-iv-er!"

He caught her lips, as he planted his seed inside her, after she came. He slowly pulled out of her, and laid beside her, pulling her in his arms, "How you doing, Hermione?"

She stared up at the ceiling, still taking in all that just happened, and the mix feelings he had caused her to feel all at once, she looked at him, "I am glad it was with you."

He cupped her chin in his hands, and pulled her into a gently kiss, "I am glad we're together."

END OF FLASHBACK

"Hermione, dear wake up," Oliver shook his wife's shoulder lightly, as he held his still sleeping son in his other armm "Let's go to bed."

Hermione slapped her husbands hand away, not wanting to be woken up, "Go get your own parchment, Harry!"

Jareth looked at his wife, trying not to laugh, he tried to shake her shoulder once again, "Hermione, let's go to bed!"

"I am not tired, dad," Hermione waved her arms to shoo the person away.

Oliver rolled his eyes, as he carried his son to the Outerspace themed room, which his wife, and him decorated themselves, and laid him in the Rockeship bed, "Sleep tight, son," he pressed a kiss to his sons forehead.

Hermione, still half asleep walked up next to her husband, and child, she leaned down and kissed his cheek, "I woke up as you were leaving the living room," she looked into her husbands eyes, "I was thinking about the first time we had mad love."

Oliver wrapped his arms around his wife, and lead her out of there sleeping sons room, "Oh yes, I remeber that."

"You better, because there will be a test when your eighty-nine years old," She teased as she walked to her dresser, in there shared room, and grabbed her nightgown to change into.

Oliver went to his dresser, and pulled out his navy-blue bottoms, causing a small peace of paper to escape, he went to pick it up and put it back in the door, but his wife saw it begfore he had the chance.

"What's that?" She walked over, and snatch the paper from her husbands hands, and stared at him, "Why are you trying to hide-" she stopped mid sentence, when she realized it was a picture of the two of them, when they entered the Great Hall, she felt tears in her eyes, as she smiled at her husband, "Why do you keep it in you dresser?"

He smiled at his wife, as he pulled out a pair of boxer, "These were the one's I wear the night you gave yourself to me, I washed them, and kept them folded in the dresser ever since, with that picture forlded into it.

"You neve seaze to amaze me, Mr. Wood," She wrapped her arms around her husbands neck, and kissed him.

He smiled at her, lovingly, "How tired are you?"

She slid out of her husbands reach, and cralwed into bed, "I think I have time for some 'Adult Games'," She teased, remembering George's earlier answer to there son's surprising question.

Oliver laughed lightly, as he called the earlier events, he beside his wife, and grinned, "I thought I was going to die, when Jareth asked that," he started to unbutton the night gown his wife had on.

"Use the wand, dear," Hermione pointed to his bedside, "I want you now."

He reached for his wand, and mumbles a spell, causing both there clothes to dissapear, "Whatever you want, love," he prepared to position himself in between her, leaning in to kiss her passionately on the lips.

"DADDY!! MOMMY!!" Jareth high pitch scream cut through Oliver, like a sword.

Hermione pushed her husband off the bed, as she quickly threw on her bathrobe, to go to her sons room, she went to her sons bed side, and stroked his hair gently, "Jareth are you alright?"

Jareth had tears falling from his eyes, as he wrapped his arms around his mothers neck, "The monster was trying to get me."

Hermione stared at her son, "It's okay, the monsters won't hurt you," she laid him back against his pillow, as he laid beside him.

Fifteen minutes late, Oliver made his way to fis sons room, finding both his son, and wife sleeping peacefully.

He sat on the bed, beside his wife, and son, watching them sleep. His son was resting his head against his Hermione's shoulder, as she had an arm wrapped around the small child prtectivally. He drifted off to sleep about an hour later, with his own head leaning on the mattress.

A/N: I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER TOO, IT SORT OF CAME TO ME AS I WROTE THE FIRST CHAPTER, PLEASE READ, AND REVIEW!