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Hermione groaned as she tried to roll over on the small bed, she was stopped however by a slightly groggy Parvati who gave her a blurry-eyed look. Both were glad that Luna's cot remained empty, and Luna had decided to go home after the wedding instead of spending one more night at the burrow.
Parvati grumbled something and put her arms around Hermione, nuzzling her nose in her hair.
"Mmm, morning Vati," Hermione sighed in her pillow.
"Morning, 'Mione," Parvati sighed. "You're hair smells like trees." She made a face as she felt something prickly scratch her nose. She picked out a small twig and showed her girlfriend. "You still have twigs in your hair."
Hermione snorted, "I wonder why."
The memories of last night came back like a warm breeze. Both girls smiled softly at remembering.
Parvati was kissing her near the thicket of trees, slowly at first then with growing passion. Hermione could taste the alcohol on Parvati's lips as they pulled themselves closer together exploring every inch of their mouths. That was when Parvati decided exploring just the mouth was not enough. Parvati grabbed her lover's hand and led her into the thicket of trees, far enough from the perimeter to not be seen, but not too far inside that it was too dark. Hermione did nothing to protest, as Parvati slammed her body against a tree and impulsively grabbed her breasts through the dress material. She felt a groan escape her lips, as Parvati pulled down her lover's straps and tugged the dress down to her mid-drift exposing creamy round breasts whose hard nipples enticed Parvati's tongue to taste them. "Par- Parvati," Hermione groaned loudly unable to control herself. It had been so long since she's had the touch of her fellow gryffindor it was dizzying.
Parvati crushed her lover against the tree unable to contain herself. She felt as if she was trying to become one with Hermione. Eager grasping wasn't enough, Parvati wanted to be inside her lover, to be one with her. She pulls her closer hoping to slide right into her skin as she gropes her. She is sorely disappointed and decides a way to settle her frustration. She hikes up the fabric of Hermione's dress causing a slight rip to be heard, but Hermione wants Parvati to do what she is about to do so much that she hardly cares. The indian girl kneels on the dirt and grabs onto Hermione's thong with her teeth, and pulls it down in one swift motion.
Hermione shivers as the cool night air drifts between the wet spot between her legs. Parvati smirks as she sees a string of her lover's juices slide down her leg. She already knew it before, but that is just more evidence of Hermione missing her. She arches her neck and sensually licks the arousal off of Hermione legs and stops just short of the place of origin. Hermione moans as she feels Parvati's breath in her moist private area.
For a long time Hermione thought oral sex was gross. Having someone lick and suck you down there, she thought, really did not seem like love or even caring for the other person. She changed her mind in an instant of course the first time she was with Parvati there was nothing else she wanted to do except kiss the place that few have kissed. She was saying without words as she went down on Parvati that she loved her, every inch of her. More so, she was saying that she loved her sexuality too, and that feeling sexual was a beautiful part of her that Hermione supported full-heartedly. That by kissing her there, she was hoping to make an intimate connection unique in it's own way. Hermione thought of this as Parvati hovered her lips around Hermione's other set of lips. "You're. . . you're so beautiful Hermione," Parvati murmured looking at her girlfriend's dripping sex. "I want to make you feel even more beautiful."
Before Hermione had a chance to respond, Parvati threw her tongue inside Hermione forcefully. Exploring the inside of her folds and faintly feeling Hermione contract as she drew in ragged breaths, Parvati felt Hermione's body slide down the tree as if the pleasure was too much to stay standing. Leaving the inside of her lover, but never taking her tongue off of her, Parvati licked Hermione waiting until her mouth was fully salivated before she slathered Hermione's clitoris in a sloppy wet kiss. She tried to hold her lover up as Hermione slid even further down the tree, her body wracking in pleasure, her abdomen clenched and flexing. Unable to support Hermione, she guided her down to the base of the tree until she was sitting down leaning against it and Parvati spread out on the ground grabbing Hermione's legs and continuing her fantastic oral sex job.
"Parvati-" Hermione choked unable to stand the pleasure she was feeling.
Parvati did not nothing but moan in her lover's legs in response.
"Parvati I'm gonna cum," Hermione breathed. Parvati did nothing but increase the speed of dexterity of her love making, pushing her face deeper inside the wonderful place that was between her lover's legs.
Hermione told her in a deep ragging breath when she came, but she needn't have. Parvati could feel her lover's legs shaking around her shoulders, feel the flexing of her muscles as she had a hand on her girlfriend's stomach, and the faint squirt of more juices being added to cocktail of juices already on Parvati's mouth.
They were both breathing hard as Parvati slowly removed herself from Hermione's legs and sat down at the base of the tree next to her lover. Hermione glanced unbelievingly at Parvati who was fingering the wetness that remained on around her lips and chin. She said almost shyly, "You always taste good, but you cum too fast."
Hermione grinned still breathing deeply, as she guided her lips to her own and tasted herself on Parvati. She groaned deeply. "You taste better," Hermione decided after the liplock ended.
Parvati's eyes twinkled in the dark. "I would argue that. . ." she said taking in the sight of a very exposed Hermione Granger. The bookworm groaned and pulled up her thong as she pulled down the skirt of the dress, and pulled up the top to cover her breasts.
"Was that really necessary?" Parvati asked sounded disappointed. "I knew I should have just tore the whole thing off."
Hermione grinned. "I would have just fixed it, just like I'm gonna have to fix how dirty our dresses got."
Parvati frowned looking at the sight of their dresses covered in earth. Hermione picked a twig out of her brown hair that was getting bushier as the night wore on and smiled. "You're insane Patil, you know that."
Parvati rolled her eyes, "Like you weren't dying for it Hermione," she said with annoyed affection. "You know it's been like three weeks since we've had sex."
Hermione sighed. "Mostly my fault, I know," she said thinking of how busy she had been with the wedding and at the Ministry.
"Well around tomorrow and Monday we'll make up for those weeks," Parvati promised with a mischievous grin.
"When you kidnap me?"
"Of course. I'm gonna do things to you Miss Granger, that'll blow you mind."
Hermione giggled as she stood and held her hands out to help the other girl to her feet. "It sounds kinky. I like it."
xxx
"So where exactly are you guys going?" Ron asked.
Hermione, Ron, Charlie, and Bill were crowded around the kitchen table of the burrow. Mrs. Weasley was hastily filling everyone's plates with hot cakes and sausage.
"I'm not sure. It's been hectic the last couple of weeks though that we haven't had the time to see each other much. I'm looking forward to the girl's night."
"You're lucky. Since Harry's gone I have to wait to have my boy's night," Ron said sarcastically.
"We're here, what are we chop liver?" Bill asked with a mouthful of sausage. In fact, sausage (extra rare) was the only thing on his plate.
"Raw liver," Charlie said distastefully, eyeing his brother's plate.
"You're my brothers you don't count," Ron said waving it away.
"Alas I guess we aren't Harry Potter. . ." Bill said grinning.
"How long are they going to be gone anyway?" Hermione asked realizing she never had asked Ginny how long the honeymoon was going to last.
"Three weeks in Bermuda," Ron answered. "Honestly, though, staying in one place that long you'd think they'd get bored of it."
"I doubt they'll get bored," Parvati said entering the kitchen. "It's their honeymoon- Bermuda is only the half of it."
Ron's expression grew queasy and he shut up. Bill and Charlie looked disgruntled too. "You just had to say it at breakfast," Charlie said pointedly. "It's hard enough to stomach Bill eating raw meat."
Parvati giggled as she took a seat next to Hermione. "Sorry, it won't happen again."
It wasn't long before Mrs. Weasley had a plate of ham and eggs to pass around and George came down. Before long, George's antics (bewitching a raw sausage to dance the salsa around the table) had everyone laughing and talking loudly. Mrs. Weasley sat down and Mr. Weasley came in the room and joined everyone.
"Careful," Hermione said loudly handing Parvati a plate over the guffaws of the loud brothers. "It's hot."
"I touch you all the time and I seem to do just fine," Parvati said coolly and loud enough so that only the brunette witch could hear.
Hermione rolled her eyes, but smiled nonetheless.
"So where are you and Hermione going?" Ron asked turning to Parvati before shoving a forkful of hotcakes in his mouth.
"Oh well," Parvati smiled turning to look at Hermione. "We're going camping."
Ron started choking on his food and thumped on his chest. He grabbed his goblet of pumpkin juice and washed the foot down his throat. "Camping?" he asked incredulously.
Parvati couldn't help but get offended by his tone. "What's wrong with that?" she demanded.
Ron laughed. "Oh nothing, but if you knew Hermione you would know she never wants to go camping again."
Parvati turned to Hermione for an explanation, a face full of confusion and hurt. Hermione opened her mouth to say something, but then shut it, not knowing what to say. She gave up on Hermione and turned back to Ron, "What's wrong with camping?" she demanded again.
"She's slept in a tent enough for a lifetime," Ron said like it was the most obvious thing.
"Well, maybe I've gone camping enough with you and Harry for a lifetime," Hermione interjected surprising herself. "It might be nice to go camping with a girl for once, she might help out with the cooking or at least not complain about it." The last part came out a bit harsher than she expected, and Parvati gave her lover an impressed look. Ron looked like he was going to retaliate but then thought better of it and took a drink from his goblet instead. "So when are we leaving?" Hermione asked Parvati before taking a bite of her eggs.
"As soon as you want. . . around noon maybe," Parvati answered. "I just got to figure out how we're gonna take all our bags with us.
Hermione swallowed thoughtfully. "Leave that to me. I've got a good charm for that."
"You've got a good charm for everything," Parvati said rolling her eyes in an affection way.
"You could too if you studied more," Hermione reminded her smiling.
"Study?" Ron put in with, yet again, another mouthful of food. "I thought we graduated Hogwarts."
Parvati snorted. "That hardly matters. I think I've been studying more now that I'm out."
"How do you expect to be an auror, Ron," Hermione said in a business-like tone. "if you don't study? It's not easy."
"Especially recently," Mr. Weasley put in, "surely you've noticed the problems with dark wizards arising recently. Nothing in league of Voldemort of course, but enough are trying to rise up and fill in his spot will the same ideals. The ministry needs aurors that will get rid of this problem before it gets out of hand."
"So, basically if you flunk out Ron you've damned the wizarding world," Charlie added teasingly. "And you're going to have to find a new career."
"There's always room for one more flunkie at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes," George put in with a grin. "I actually just put in a couple ads around Diagon Alley that we're hiring. Even a couple of magazines too."
"Which ones?" Mr. Weasley asked with a tone of interest.
"Oh you know, Witch Weekly, Witch Beauty. . ."
"Interesting choices," Bill said sarcastically. "Since those are all obviously joke magazines."
"I'm not looking for comedians," George said solemnly. "I'm looking for a pretty witch to make the business come a-calling. We have plenty of employees who know the merchandise, I reckon now I need a pretty girl to make customers want the merchandise."
"George!" Mrs. Weasley said in a scolding tone.
"Sorry mum, that's business. Speaking of which though, where's the copy of Witch Weekly? I want to make sure they use the entire page for my ad. They cut it in half last time."
"It hasn't come yet dear," Mrs. Weasley replied with a sigh. "They've been sending it late recently. I'm going to have to owl in a complaint if they keep doing that."
"You know Parvati," George said turning to her. "If you ever want a job you wouldn't even have to do an interview."
Parvati gave him a dull look. "I think I'm good, thanks."
xxx
Around noon Parvati and Hermione were ready to leave. They had said their good-byes and thank you's to the Weasley's and were upstairs straightening their things. Hermione stuffed clothes and the tent Parvati had borrowed from her Uncle into the same beaded bag she had used when she was hunting horcruxes. Parvati watched in amazement as the assortment of things fit easily in the bag.
"You're brilliant," Parvati said looking at Hermione with new eyes. "Absolutely brilliant."
Hermione laughed. "It's a simple charm. I'll teach you sometime. So where are we going?"
Parvati just smiled and grabbed her girlfriend's hand, holding her wand with the other. "I'll tell you when we get there." A moment later they apparated away, and when the world stopped spinning she was standing with Parvati in a familiar looking forest. The name was on the tip of her tongue when Parvati announced, "We're in the Forest of Dean."