Chapter 2:
Harry, Ron, Ginny, and I sat in the living room. Harry and Ron were sitting on the couch. Ginny and I were sitting on the floor talking.
"Auror training is way harder than Quidditch", Harry said to Ginny, "All you have to do is ride a broomstick and catch balls. Now the seekers have it hard but not the chaser. Whereas Auror training requires swiftness with the wand, strength, speed, and skill."
"Chasers don't just ride broomsticks and catch balls!", Ginny said angrily.
"I certainly hope not. You could get pregnant", I mumbled without thinking. Everyone looked at me. "What?"
They all laughed, and eventually I did too.
"Anyway, being a chaser includes balance, speed, integrity, and you've got to be able to catch a bludger and through it in a hole", Ginny said.
"Well I'm with Harry. Auror's risk their lives everyday to protect people. All you do is play a bloody game. It's an incredible game. But it's more-so fun than work", Ron said.
"Actually they do risk their lives. They could fall off the broom. It's not exactly sturdy. Or comfortable", I said.
"Thank you Hermione", said Ginny.
"Well you have the easiest job of all. Care of Magical Creatures. Pssh. It's not like anything's wrong with them. Who want's to see house elves walking around anyway. Their job is to clean and cook. It's not that hard", Ron said. I looked at him.
"Just because my job isn't dangerous doesn't mean it's not hard", I protested.
"Well it's pretty much useless. No one's ever going to just stop using house elves", Ron said.
"Well no one's ever going to stop commiting crimes, but you work hard to stop it as much as you can don't you?", I asked. I began to feel angry with Ron. Not only because he thinks my job is a joke but because of how poorly he talked about House Elves. Even though our first kiss was over the protection of House Elves. and now House Elves are pretty much a useless job.
"That's diffrent. People are important. House Elves aren't", Ron said.
"Actually some people aren't worth my time", I said harshly. Ron groaned.
"C'mon 'Mione", Ron said, "You should know by now that House Elves being freed is pretty much a useless cause."
"You're a useless cause Ronald", I said angrily. Ginny laughed.
"Don't get mad with me because you're job's a joke", Ron said harshly. I turned towards him.
"You know what Ron. My job's not a joke. You're a joke. Our relationship is a joke. You'd think that you could grow up and respect my decisions and my job as I do yours. But no. You've got to be a bloody prick about it", I said.
"What do you mean our relationship is a joke? You're overreacting", Ron said.
"No Ronald. I'm not. I've been wanting House Elves to be freed since fourth year and you still don't care about it", I said.
He got off of the couch and got on his knees next to me. He put his arm around me.
"I'm sorry, Hermione. I do respect your descisions to free House Elves. And I respect your job. And I have to admit, trying to get an entire society to look at things from your prespective has to be hard", Ron said. I looked into his eyes and smiled.
"Thank you Ronald. And you're right. Risking your life for the benefit of others has to be difficult. I've been there, I know how hard it is. And as for our relationship, it's not a joke", I said. I stroked his hand.
"And as for me being a useless cause?", he asked. I laughed lightly.
"Your about as useless as air", I said.
"Oh, would you two get a room?", Harry asked. But Ron and I ignored him.
I kissed him deeply as he held my face in his hands.
"Oh, bugger off", Ginny said. But we still didn't pull away.
"This was the worst fight I've ever seen between the two of you", Harry said.
"I never thought I'd miss when they'd just fight and avoid each other", Ginny said.
Ron broke the kiss.
"Would you two shut up? I never interrupted when you two would kiss", Ron said. Harry scoffed and Ginny gasped.
"Ron, you're lucky you got into Gryffindor because you don't have the Hufflepuff honesty or the Ravenclaw intelligence", Ginny said. We all laughed.
Harry stood up, "C'mon Ginny, it's our turn to wash dishes. We'll be back in a hour."
Ginny stood up and followed Harry into the kitchen. Leaving Ron and I alone. Ron stretched out his legs and yawned. I snuggled up beside him and he wrapped his arms around me.
I closed my eyes and mentally planned out our lives together. I imagined how he'd propose to me. We'd be in a park at night, the stars sparkling and the moon glowing as he got down on one knee. Then I fast forwarded at least seven months after that, to our wedding. It would be here at the Burrow near the lake. A big white tent would be up like at Bill and Fleur's wedding. I'd in a white wedding dress, my hair in an elegant twist. Ginny would be standing next to me with a purple bridesmaid dress on smiling. Ron would be beside me in a black tuxedo, and dark purple tie. And Harry would be beside him with a white suit, and purple tie on smiling as well. And six months after that, Ron and I would apparate to our new brick townhouse with three bedrooms. And then four months after that Ron and I would be at the same park he proposed to me in. His arms would be around my pregnant belly. And then four months after that I could see myself at St. Mungo's delivering my baby. Tufts of hair would be falling out, and Ron would be holding my hand. And hours after that I'd finally see my son, his eyes the same color brown as mine, and his hair would be red like his father. And six months after that I saw myself arriving at the Burrow, with my son in my arms, and Ron behind us carrying our luggage. And although it wasn't very noticeable yet, my son's brother or sister would be growing in my stomach. And so a year after that, I could see myself at the same park. With my kids in strollers, and Ron by my side. With his arm around me.
"'Mione?", I heard Ron ask.
"Yeah?", I replied.
"Just making sure you were awake", Ron replied. I opened my eyes and looked up at him.
"Ron, I love you, I said.
"I love you, too", Ron replied.
"What do you plan on doing after Auror training?", I blurted.
"I don't know yet. I think I'll get a dog or something", Ron said. My heart felt like it had deflated. I was hoping he'd say something about marriage. But no. He wants a dog.
Well maybe it's just me. We've been together for three years now. And we've known each other since we were eleven. Maybe he's not ready to take that step. And in order to stay in a relationship, it includes compromise. Which means I should wait, of course. But for how long?
Suddenly I felt his lips upon mine. It caught me by surprise at first, but I was starting to get into it ten seconds later. And of course that's when he decides to pull away.
"What was that for?", I asked. He looked down at me and grinned.
"Because five years ago I couldn't even though I really wanted to", Ron said. And that's when my heart began to fill back up. I kissed him.
"That was the sweetest thing you've ever said to me", I told him. I suppose marriage could wait.
He kissed me again. This time, a lot softer and gently. I lied down on the floor and brought Ron down with me, not taking my lips off of his. I ran my fingers through his hair. He broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down my neck. I moaned, rather loudly but I didn't care. I tugged at his shirt. I felt his lips form a grin onto my skin. He sat up and took off his shirt and leaned down to kiss me again but I held up my hand to stop him.
"What?", Ron asked. I simply tugged at his belt loop.
"You forgot to take these off", I said.
"I will as long as you take something off", Ron said. He smirked.
I knew he was expecting me to take off my shirt. But instead I reached under my shirt and unclasped my bra and pulled it out from under my shirt.
"Now take these off", I said tugging at his jeans. He took off his pants to reveal a stiffy.
"They were getting tight anyway", Ron said. I laughed and kissed him lightly on his lips.
"Lie down", I told him. I was expecting him to protest but he did. I kissed him on the lips, and then I began to trail kisses down his jawline, then his neck, then his chest, and eventually his abdomen. He groaned softly. I ran my fingers across the places I kissed him and then I reached under his boxers and held his cock and stroked it until he groaned a little louder. Then I let go and kissed him passionately.
"Bloody, hell", Ron said.
"Sit on the couch", I told him. Again he listened to me and did what I told him.
I got on my knees in front of Ron and took out his cock again. Except this time I didn't stroke it. I put it in my mouth. Well as much as I could. The rest I just pumped with my hand while I bobbed my head back and forth on his cock. And for the first time he was the one running his fingers through my hair.
Ron groaned. I knew he was close to his orgasm. But that's when I heard someone coming downstairs. I backed away from Ron and threw his pants at him. But it was too late. Charlie was at the bottom of the stairs by now.
"Hey", he said as he got to the very bottom step. And then he realized that one of us was half naked and I knew I probably had a visible hickey on my neck.
"Woah!", Charlie exclaimed. He looked at me and then Ron, who was struggling to get into his pants. Charlie smirked a bit.
"Oh, George is going to have a field day with this one", Charlie said.
"NO!", Ron and I shouted at the same time.
"No, do not tell anybody, Charlie, please", Ron said.
"Alright. As long as you degnome the garden tommorow and I get to take the credit", Charlie said.
"Fine", Ron said.
Charlie walked into the kitchen chuckling. Leaving Ron and I alone once again.
"Well that's two of my brothers who have seen me attempt to shag", Ron said, "Jeez Hermione, the next time we shag can you at least make sure it's somewhere private?"
I scoffed at him. How can he put the blame on me?
"Well you won't have to worry about us shagging anywhere anymore", I said. I went into Ginny's room. I put on a red t-shirt and matching plaid pajama shorts. And got into bed.
Okay so, this chapter might've confused the hell out of you guys. Especially considering the beginning. I already know you guys are gonna be like: 'Hermione would never say or do that!' 'Hermione's so oofc, you should really get to know the character before writing things like this' 'blah. blah. blah'. Trust me, I know what I'm doing. By the way, this story was requested by a friend of mine. I hope your reading this Hailey! I miss you! Message me!
Anyway, I have this thing where I CANNOT write unless I have a song based on the topic to listen to while I'm writing. Which is another reason it takes me so long to finish a story, because I come up with an idea without a song to match it. So if any of you know a song that describes my other story Cherry Red Lipstick, let me know, (it's another R/Hr story and the summary explains it all. And if you still don't get the summary just message me and I'll tell you what it's about).
And in case you were wondering, the song that I listen to to write this song is called Our Deal by Best Coast. AWESOME song. It's garage pop/ metal. If you don't like overly girly female singers/ bands (although there's one guy in this band), Best Coast is your band!
And the song Our Deal, is so mellow and just. . . . . . chilllllll. Personally I think it's a blowjob song. Which is what inspired me to write this chapter. I mean honestly, my friends and I just listen to it and we just feel like giving someone a blowjob. Or either getting high (and I swear we aren't even into drugs and we're not premiscuous at ALL, trust me). But yeah. This song is like meant for a blowjob/getting high in my opinion. But hey whatever it's completely off topic. . . . . . . . .
So anyway I hope you enjoyed!
Sincerely,
Jay