Beautiful Disaster Chap 8
- Hermione POV -
"You are dead kid!" Paul yelled before he started chasing Brady through the snow. This began a killer snowball fight that I knew would hurt if one was hit. Jared, Paul, Jake, Seth and Sam were going up against Brady, Collin, Quil, Embry and Leah. Harry and I were sitting up with the Elders, Sirius, Sue, Em, Claire, Josie and Kim just watching the boys muck around. It was Christmas day and we were spending lunch with the boys. I would then spend Christmas dinner with Paul's family. Paul had met Remus, Tonks and Teddy the day before and they approved greatly.
The boys finished their snowball fight quickly and Paul's team was victorious. As he came back to the table, he picked me up and sat me down in his lap. He kissed my lips lightly and I smiled. Sue and Em served all the food up and I loaded a plate up for Paul and I to share. As we ate, everyone joked and laughed and I loved the peaceful feelings I felt. Harry and Leah were sitting in a position that mirrored mine and Paul's and Harry looked happier than he ever had. Sirius was smiling at both Harry and I and I couldn't help but smile back. I had never felt so happy before. The boys had become my brothers, Kim, Leah and Em were my sisters and Paul, Paul had become my everything.
"Merry Christmas everyone," Billy said as he held his glass up in a toast. We all toasted and went back to eating. Lunch passed quickly and soon Paul and I were heading to his place. He held my hand tightly and every so often would kiss it. I started giggling and he looked over at me.
"What?" Paul asked. I kept laughing and Paul pulled the car over so he could turn to look at me. "What?"
"I just find the three different versions of Paul so hilarious," I said through my giggles. At his raised eyebrow, I continued. "Well, there's the Paul who appears when you are around the boys, there's the Paul who comes out around his family and then there is this Paul who only shows himself to me. I just find it hilarious."
"Oh do you now?" he said menacingly. Before I could react, he had me pressed against the passenger side door of his truck and was tickling me relentlessly.
"Stop!" I cried between giggles but he continued. I looked up at him through the tears in my eyes and did something I knew would stop him - I pressed my lips to his. Sure enough, he stopped tickling me and moaned. He pulled me into his lap and deepened the kiss instantly. I felt his hands slip up under my shirt and I ran my hands through his hair before tugging gently at the hair on the nape of his neck.
"Mmm, that's cheating," Paul said huskily against my mouth.
"Two things. 1. I got what I wanted and 2. I don't hear you complaining," I replied. I moaned as Paul nipped my lips gently before kissing and nipping his way down my throat.
"Oh I'm not complaining babe trust me," he whispered against my neck before biting and sucking gently. I moaned slightly louder and ground my hips down into his. He growled against my neck and in response, he bit and sucked slightly harder. He pulled away eventually and pressed his lips harshly to mine.
"Mine!" he growled out as he dominated my mouth. I knew there would be a serious mark on my neck but I couldn't find it in me to care. I could always cover it with a scarf or some makeup. I looked into his eyes and noticed lust and possessiveness tinting his gaze I kissed my way across his chiselled jaw and down his throat until I stopped just above where his neck and shoulder met. I kissed it gently before mimicking his actions and biting and sucking his neck. He groaned loudly into my ear and I groaned against his skin as he bucked his hips into me. I payed enough attention to his neck to be absolutely sure that a mark would be there. I pulled away and grinned at my handiwork.
"Mine!" I hissed out in a reply and Paul grunted before kissing me furiously.
"I love you Mya," he whispered and I sat back slightly. His eyes widened when he realised what he had said. "Shit Mya! I'm sorry."
"Do you mean that?" I whispered to him. His eyes flickered with emotion before settling on determination.
"Yea, yea I do I love that way you smile brightly whenever you see the sun, I love how your skin glows in both the moonlight and sunlight, I love your wicked sense of humour, I love how comfortable you are about joking with the boys, I love being able to stand up for you but also knowing you can fight your own battles if necessary. Most of all, I love you Hermione. I couldn't imagine my life without you in it," he said passionately. I smiled as tears filled my eyes and kissed him sweetly.
"I love you too Paul. So much! I love you more than I've loved any guy before," I replied. He seemed relieved as he grinned brightly and kissed my nose. "Come on, we are going to be late."
He smiled at me and helped me off his lap. He pulled me close to him before pulling back out onto the road and driving off. We were soon pulling up at his home and I grinned as he helped me out of the car. He kissed me gently and I smiled against his lips. He grabbed my bag and my hand and we walked inside where I was met by both Lee and Neen as they hugged me tightly. I noticed Paul smiling at me with a weird look in his eyes and I had no idea what he was thinking.
"Hi beautiful," Jolene said as she walked into the room. She pulled me into a hug and when she let go, Chris did the same.
"Merry Christmas," I said once I'd hugged them both.
"Merry Christmas. Paul, why don't you and Mya head upstairs? Your grandparents, aunts and uncles will be here in a little while," Chris said. Paul nodded and took my hand and we walked up to his bedroom. I closed the door behind us and found myself quickly pressed up against it with Paul's lips on mine and his body holding me in place.
"You're beautiful," Paul whispered against my lips and I smiled.
"And you're sexy as hell," I replied as I scraped my nails against his head. He growled against my mouth before lifting me up into his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he walked over to the bed. He lay me down on the bed and rested his lower body on mine as we kissed. We kissed for a while longer before Paul rolled onto his back and rested me against his chest.
"Paul," I said. He looked down at me and I smiled up at him. "What were you thinking about earlier? You had this weir look in your eyes."
"Hmm, oh I was thinking about how gorgeous you were with the kids. I kept imagining you like that with our kids," Paul said. I blushed and Paul grinned. He kissed my nose before pressing his lips to mine. "Did you want to get changed? The family will be here shortly."
I nodded and sat up on the bed. He handed me my bag and I tipped the clothes out onto the bed. I took my shirt off and stood staring at my clothes trying to decide what to wear. I watched as Paul took his shirt off and changed into a white button down shirt. I walked over to him before he could do the buttons up and ran my hands up his bare chest. He groaned slightly and I gasped as his warm hands held onto waist. I lifted myself onto my tiptoes and pressed my lips to his. He moaned and I felt one of his hands move down from my hips and rest on my butt. He squeezed and I grinned against his lips. In retaliation, I raked my nails down his chest and bite his lips gently. He growled low in his throat and pulled me against him.
"Babe," he hissed out as he started kissing his way down my jaw and neck. I giggled as he nuzzled my neck where he had bitten me and he laughed softly.
I pulled away from him and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before walking back over to my clothes.
"That was cruel," Paul said and I laughed. I slipped my jeans off and stood in front of my clothes. I didn't watch Paul as he finished getting dressed but I did feel him come up behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I blushed slightly when I felt his very obvious desire for me.
"I don't know what to wear," I said as I leant back into his warm chest. He ran one hand over my stomach and the other down my leg slightly.
"If it was just you and me I'd say wear what you are wearing now. But since my family are going to be there and I don't want my stupid cousins to see you like this I would suggest the green dress," Paul whispered against my shoulder.
I picked up the green and black wrap dress and held it up to my body as I stared at the mirror. Paul growled in approval and nuzzled my neck.
I quickly put the dress on over my head and smiled as Paul tied the tie at the back. I grabbed out some black heels and slipped then onto my feet before grabbing my makeup. I carefully covered up Paul's mark, put the rest of the makeup on my face and pulled my hair up into a half ponytail before turning to my boyfriend.
"You look beautiful. Come on, I think people are arriving," Paul said. I kissed him gently and he grabbed my hand. We walked downstairs and Paul led me into the living room.
"Paul darling," a woman said and she walked over to us. He let go of my hand and hugged this woman tightly. She kissed his cheek and then let him go. He stepped back and took hold of my hand again. "And who is this?"
"Aunt Josephine this is my beautiful girlfriend Hermione. Mya this is my Aunt Josephine, mum's sister," Paul said. I shook hands with her and noticed her looking me up and down. She seemed to sneer slightly before a man who I assumed was her husband walked over to us. "Mya, this is my uncle Nick. Uncle Nick, this is Hermione."
"It's a pleasure to meet you Hermione. Paul, you've caught yourself a beautiful one there," his uncle Nick said and I laughed.
"She's probably as dumb as dogshit," Josephine whispered. Paul didn't hear her because he was engaged in a conversation with his uncle but I did. I glared at her and she glared right back.
"Mya, these are my cousins Leanna, James and Pat," Paul said. Leanna and James were around 14 and Pat was about 10.
"Hi guys," I said. Leanna and James smiled at me and Pat waved brightly.
"You're pretty," Pat said with a blush. I laughed and looked down at him.
"And you're very handsome," I said and I giggled slightly as Pat blushed again.
"Excuse us guys, I've got to introduce Mya to some other people," Paul said. He kissed the back of my hand before we walked over to another couple. "Uncle Mark, Aunty Stacey, this is my girlfriend Hermione."
"Well it is a pleasure to meet you. Jo has told me so much about you," Stacey said as she door up and pulled me into a hug.
"Aunt Stace is mum's sister," Paul explained and I nodded. Mark pulled me into a hug as well and I actually felt comfortable. Paul grabbed my hand when we broke apart and whispered in my ear. "Are you ok?"
"Perfectly fine," I replied. He grinned and kissed my temple gently before we turned back to his aunt and uncle.
"Aww. You two are so cute. How long have you two been together?" Stacey asked.
"Nearly three weeks Aunt Stace," Paul explained. I watched as four kids appeared beside the couple and I smiled at them.
"How cute. Oh right, Hermione these are our children Aaron, Josh, Taya and Olivia," Stacey said. "Aaron is 19, Josh and Tay are both 15 and Liv is 9."
I was quickly introduced to everyone else in Paul's family and I felt really close to his grandfather who was a Vietnam War Vet and he and I had a lot in common.
As we sat down for dinner I was glad to find myself seated between Paul and Grandpa Jack (as I'd been instructed to call him). I was also unfortunately across from Josephine and I think Paul could sense my discomfort because he squeezed my knee.
"So Hermione, your accent is British correct?" Paul's Uncle Damon asked and I nodded.
"I lived there my whole life before I moved here," I answered. "I went to a boarding school in Scotland once I turned 11."
"Why did you move to La Push? Surely England was a big, busy place yet you traded it in for this small town?" Damon's wife Stephanie asked. I felt Paul squeeze my knee tightly and I squeezed his hand gently.
"My adoptive father decided that for the sake of my health and the health of my adoptive brother, we needed to leave London and head somewhere where we could start a new life," I answered and Stephanie looked at me sympathetically. I smiled at her and took a bite of my food.
"How old were you when you were adopted?" Josephine said snarkily. I could feel Paul tense and he started growing low in his throat. I had told him the full story behind my adoption and he got very protective when someone asked me about it. I squeezed his hand and got his attention. I shook my head at him and pressed my lips to his cheek gently.
"I was 16 and before you ask, the circumstances behind the adoption are not appropriate Christmas or Dinner conversation and beside that, it is very personal," I deadpanned as she went to speak again. She glared at me and, out of respect for Paul and the rest of his family, I refrained from childishly returning the gesture.
"So Mione, what are your grades like at school? What subjects are you doing?" Grandpa Jack asked and I smiled at him.
"Well at my old school I was top of my year and I think that's the same so far here," I answered. I was about to say more when Paul cut in and told him all about my grades. I then explained what classes I was doing and Grandpa Jack smiled.
"Well Paul wasn't kidding when he called you the smartest girl around. So, in all honesty, what are you doing with a mug like Paul?" Grandpa Jack asked with a smirk.
"I ask myself that everyday Pops," Paul said as he kissed my temple.
"Well, I kind of love him so he'll just have to do," I said with a mock sigh. The guys at the table laughed as Paul pouted to me while the women (besides Josephine) awed. The rest of dinner we spoke everything except my adoption. Paul was rubbing my thigh gently and I smiled at him. When we finished, I helped Jo take all the plates into the kitchen. Once away from everyone, Jo pulled me into a tight hug.
"I'm so sorry about my sister. She's been in a shit mood since I told her you were coming for dinner," Jo whispered into my ear.
"It's fine Jo. I've got a few tricks still up my sleeve," I said. She kissed my head and ushered me back into the living room with everyone else.
"Ah Hermione. Do you like the study of psychology?" Grandpa Jack asked as I walked into the room. Paul pulled me into his lap and I grinned.
"I find it interesting yes," I answered. Josephine again mumbled something under her breath that I couldn't catch.
"We were just discussing cognitive development. Would you like to contribute?" Paul's uncle Stuart asked me.
"She probably doesn't understand what you mean," Josephine cut in. Paul growled softly and I kissed his lips briefly.
"That depends Stuart," I said.
"On what Hermione?" he replied with a smile.
"To which theory about cognitive development are you referring too? Was it Piaget's theory of cognitive development or was it Vygotsky's sociocultural theory of cognitive development. Or were you considering Kohlberg's focus on moral reasoning in his theory of cognitive development?" I asked with a sweet smile directed towards a now gaping Josephine. Paul laughed against my shoulder and nipped it gently with his teeth.
"Well played my dear," Grandpa Jack whispered into my ear and I laughed. The conversation continued and I contributed every so often but mostly Paul and I were off in our own little world. We watched as all the kids opened their Christmas presents and I could imagine mine and Paul's kids doing this eventually. I felt him growl against my neck and I knew he was thinking the same thing.
Eventually everyone started leaving. Grandpa Jack and his wife Grandma Val invited me up to their house anytime I wanted as did Aunt Stace and Uncle Mark. I thanked them and waved as they left. Josephine and Uncle Nick left soon after and Josephine wouldn't look me in the eye.
"Thank god that's over," Jo said as she and Chris dropped down into the lounge. Paul and I sat in the love seat whilst Nina and Liam played with their Christmas presents on the floor.
"Agreed. Alright kids, bed time. Say goodnight to your mother, Hermione and Paul," Chris said. Liam and Nina walked around to all of us and said goodnight before heading up to bed.
"Well I'm heading to bed as well. Goodnight kids don't forget to turn everything off before you go to bed," Jo said. She kissed us on the cheek and left the room.
I flicked the TV but before I could look through the channels I was pulled into Paul's lap and his lips were on mine. His tongue quickly entered my mouth and massaged against my own and I moaned as I felt him lowering me down on the couch.
"I've wanted to do that all night," Paul growled against my mouth. I moaned into his mouth again as his hips ground against mine. "I apologise for my aunt."
"Not your fault," I replies huskily as I slipped my hand up his chest and started undoing the buttons on his shirt. When they were all undone I ran my nails down his chest and loved the feel of his muscles under my hand.
"Mm," Paul moaned out and I squealed as he lifted me up off the couch and into his arms. I wrapped my legs around him tightly and he walked us up to his room. He kicked the door closed behind him and lay me down on the bed. He ripped his shirt off how body as he knelt above me and I stared at his gorgeous body. He crawled off me and made his way down to my feet. I watched as he slowly removed my shoe before kissing my ankle and doing the same with the other one. As he crawled back up my body he brought my dress with him. I lifted my arms and sat up as he slipped it over my body. I still hadn't shown him all my scars but I knew I would soon. He pressed his lips back to mine and I sighed as his hand traced my ribs.
"You are so beautiful," he whispered. I moved my neck as his lips moved across my jaw and down my neck and I felt him smirk. "I can never say that enough."
I let my hands roam across his muscles and soon I was running my fingers across the band of his pants. I undid them quickly and he flicked them off. All of a sudden, Paul rolled us over and I was now straddling his waist. He smirked up at me and I leant down to kiss him. I kissed down his jaw but didn't stop at his neck. I found myself kissing and nipping his chest to which he groaned loudly.
"If you don't keep quiet you'll wake your family up," I said with a smirk. Paul growled at me and pulled me up to meet his lips. One hand anchored onto my thigh and the other held my head to his.
"Love you Mya," he whispered against you lips. I was once again rolled onto my back and Paul began kissing down my chest. I groaned softly when he kissed my breasts and I could feel his desire pressing into my thigh.
"Love you too," I replied. I moaned as he nuzzled my breast but pulled his head back up to mine. "We have to stop."
Paul nodded and rolled onto his side. "Sorry if I pushed you. I don't want you to be uncomfortable."
"It's fine, you didn't push or make me uncomfortable. I just don't think we should have sex when your parents and siblings are just down the hall. Plus, I'm not fully ready to go to that next step," I answered honestly. Paul nodded and kissed my forehead, then eyelids, then nose before pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. "I love you."
- Paul POV -
I held my baby to me as she slept. It was 3am but I just couldn't sleep. My mind was racing like mad. I heard Mya moan and I looked down at her as her eyes fluttered open.
"You ok?" she whispered sleepily.
"Yea babe. Go back to sleep," I said. She nodded and closed her beautiful eyes again before drifting off to sleep. As I gazed at her I had a sense foreboding coming through as I looked at her. It was almost like my wolf was agitated and worried that someone would try and take my imprint from me.
I shook my head and cuddled my girl into my side more. I kissed her head and closed my eyes before drifting off into sleep.
- Matthias Clarke POV -
Given his past I had no doubt that Sirius Black was good at hiding. It had taken a few weeks but I had finally tracked him and those brats down. This led me to be sitting disillusioned in the woods near a beach watching as a large number of people celebrate the New Year. I kept an eye out which soon paid off as Black, Potter and Granger appeared. I photographed them quickly and watched as Granger made her way to one of the muscled men while Potter moved to the young woman. Both kissed their respective person on the lips and I got a photo of each.
Once I knew I had gotten all I needed, I activated my portkey and landed back in my office. As I put the file together for Mrs. Weasley, I could only smile as I thought about the money soon coming my way.