Chapter Two
[This chapter is rated M for sexual references. Remember, you've been forewarned... Please stop reading now if you're not comfortable with mature content.]

The first week of school passed by in a blur and before they all knew it, the weekend had arrived. As usual Hermione had finished her homework way before Saturday morning, and the others were leaving theirs until Sunday afternoon so they could spend the weekend doing whatever they pleased. Somehow Harry had convinced Hermione and Ginny to come swimming with him in the Black Lake and Ron was only too happy to join when he found out their plans.

"Are you alright Hermione?" Ginny asked. She was tying the strings of her bikini top around her neck but looking concernedly at her best friend, who was sitting in a sort-of trance on the end of her bed. She'd stripped down to her bathers but was obviously deep in thought about something. Ginny's voice snapped her back to reality though.

"I'm fine," she reassured Ginny, donning her cloak to walk down to the Black Lake. Harry and Ron looked rather odd in board shorts but the girls accompanied them out of the castle nonetheless. There were quite a few students taking advantage of the last of the warm weather across the grounds. Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione walked past them on their way to the Black Lake which was fortunately empty.

Harry dragged a giggling Ginny into the Lake and they disappeared beneath the water to do god-knows-what, staying under so long to make Ron and Hermione think they'd taken Gillyweed. There was an awkward silence which Hermione broke by running into the Lake and splashing water everywhere. Ron quickly followed and grabbed her around her bare waist which made her shiver. As he spun her around she was immediately caught by his soft eyes on hers and all thoughts disappeared from her mind.

Her mind was a complete blank except for one thought that was echoing, desperate to be made into reality. Kiss Ron. Kiss Ron. Kiss Ron. It was repeating herself and was driving her insane because that was the only thing she felt like doing at that moment. In fact, it was the only thing she felt like doing ever. Harry and Ginny seemed to have disappeared, perhaps because they wanted privacy so Ron and Hermione were alone.

Ron seemed to be thinking the same thing as her, because their lips met and Hermione's mind exploded. Her insides were screaming with joy as Ron's lips moved blissfully against hers. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pressed her body against his, desperate for him to hold her closer. He obliged and she locked her arms around his neck with pleasure. Her only thought now was Ron and how she couldn't stop kissing him.

Hermione had no idea why she'd been holding out so long. If she'd had any idea what the main course would taste like she wouldn't have waited so long after devouring the entree. She could feel her stomach careening into frenzy as Ron's hand moved down her back and came to a stop at the bottom of her spine. As his tongue swept across her lips she parted them to allow him entry. It was divine as their tongues met and entwined around each other as their lips never left their newfound home.

Her existence prior to this moment seemed feeble. Her only thought now was that she was made to kiss Ron and all these years she'd been missing out. As his other hand flitted across her stomach and moved upwards she felt a shiver of pleasure. His hand came to a stop on her shoulder, half resting on her breast and she felt it harden at his touch. When his lips eventually left hers she was struggling to catch her breath.

***

Hermione and Ron's newfound closeness didn't go unnoticed. As they snuggled up next to each other on the couch in the common room Ginny raised her eyebrows but didn't say anything. She was in a blissful state of happiness after her day with Harry and wasn't in the mood to spoil her brother and best friend's fun.

"Harry, can you come to the library with me? I need to find a book for that homework question on antidotes," Ginny asked sweetly. Harry willingly got up and followed his girlfriend out of the portrait hole. But instead of going down the familiar route to the library she dragged him behind the tapestry by his tie and threw herself on him.

Harry was surprised but more than willing to give Ginny what she wanted, which was clearly not help with her Potions homework. As her lips crumbled on his he had his hands free to roam her body. Ginny shivered as he lifted her shirt to move one hand up her back. She placed his other hand on her chest and he could feel her heart beating furiously beneath it.

***

The door slammed and her heart pounded in her chest. A pair of strong but firm hands pressed her against the wall and she arched her body up to meet his. Their lips were fighting each other to take the lead, their kisses growing more fierce and furious by the second. His tongue tickled the roof of her mouth and she could feel his hand moving gently up her thigh, beneath her skirt.

Somewhere, she had no idea where but confidence had taken over her body and she was ripping off his shirt. His muscles tensed at her touch but felt warm beneath her quivering hands. His fingers moved like lightning on the buttons of her shirt and before she knew it her blouse lay abandoned on the floor. But all she could think about was that she had to have more.

Her chest was his playground but she was more concerned with his. She lifted one of her legs up and he gently lifted her so both legs were around his waist. At new heights she could kiss every inch of his face that she could reach but eventually found his lips again. But when the broke apart the snarl on the face before her and the greasy blonde hair brought her to her senses.

Luna sat up in bed sweating with her heart beat pounding in her ears. The boy she'd been dreaming about hadn't been Neville. It was Draco.

***

When classes started on Monday several things were different. One, Hermione was no longer able to concentrate in any of her lessons due to the fact that was Ron was distracting her. This subsequently led to her failing to transfigure her porcupine and earning a worried look from Professor McGonagall.

Harry and Ginny kept looking at each other like they shared a juicy secret and refused to join the others outside for lunch breaks, preferring to find a quiet toilet cubicle to snog. Ron and Hermione hadn't kissed since Saturday morning, but just the feel of Ron's hand on her leg sent shivers up Hermione's spine. She was easily satisfied and just the feel of Ron by her side kept her happy.

Luna on the other hand was more distant than usual due to the fact that her dream from last night kept replaying itself in her head. She hadn't come across Draco Malfoy at all which she could only count as a good sign as they despised each other, but she was yet to figure out why she was dreaming about him when she had a major crush on Dean Thomas.

Hermione had somehow found out about this crush when she'd caught Luna staring at him at breakfast, and now she and Ginny had made it their mission to get the two together. Dean was approaching their spot beneath the tree and Luna could feel her heart rate rapidly increasing.

"Luna, could I have a word?" he asked charmingly, his mouth broadening into a grin. Hermione winked at Luna as she stood up and followed Dean across the grass. He waited until they'd walked a considerable distance a way before he came to a halt.

"Listen, I was wondering if you wanted to come to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?" he asked smoothly. Luna thought her heart was going to jump out of her chest. Yes, she wanted to go to Hogsmeade with Dean but was she really ready to spend a whole day alone with him? She had minimal experience with guys and what if she acted overly stupid.

As she said yes to Dean her mind screamed for her to get her friends' advice.