-Chapter 11-

"Welcome to the first game of England versus France! The teams are circling the stadium waiting for the match to begin. It looks like our starters for Team England today are Captain Ginny Weasley leading the Chasers along with Aislin Kelly and Vaughn Shaw, Beaters Heddwyn Reilly and Phil Harris, Keeper Trance Ellis, and Seeker Willow Rose who is playing for the first time in her National career. Rose was a reserve Seeker for England four years ago but never saw any playing time. The coaches and Captain Weasley have chosen Rose to replace an ill Jacob Davis who came down with mumblemumps this passed week."

The Wireless was turned up and the announcer's voice echoed through the Burrow. Hermione listened intently while keeping one eye on Lennox who was playing with Victoire, Dominique, Molly, Albus, and James in one corner of the sitting room. During a commercial break Hermione talked about the house and land, Fleur was especially excited.

"I love looking at ze house magazines! I help you with all ze latest fashions and decorations!"

"Thank you, Fleur, that's very kind of you."

"So Hermione, will you and Ginny be having more kids after you get married?" Audrey asked.

"Most definitely. I've designed three bedrooms in addition to the master suite to be built on the top floor of the house. I can't wait for it all to come together, it's so exciting."

"And the Quaffle is up!"

The room went silent as the women listened to the fast paced commentating on the Wireless.

"Weasley takes possession, tosses to Kelly, back to Weasley, over to Shaw who narrowly avoids a Bludger sent his way by Roux. Shaw scores for England! Quaffle is back up, France takes possession, Laurent passes Simon who flies through Weasley and Shaw, Simon passes to Dubois who takes a shot and it's blocked by Ellis! What a move by Ellis, the Quaffle bounced off the tail of his broom, and Weasley has the rebound! Weasley dips down almost touching the pitch, she passes up to Shaw, Shaw flies up between Simon and Dubois, tosses to Weasley who came up out of nowhere and she shoots at France's goal and it's blocked by Moreau but Weasley races to get the rebound, takes another shot and it's good! England up twenty to zero!"

Hermione squealed, Fleur looked slightly disappointed but managed to look like she wasn't interested just a second later.

"Oh that's my girl!" Molly clapped her hands.

The afternoon flew by and the match got more exciting every minute.

"It's two hours into England versus France here in England. The score is now England at one hundred thirty points and France at seventy points. What…what's this?! Both Seekers are now racing around the stadium! Lefebvre has his arm outstretched just ahead of Rose! Rose moves forward, they're neck and neck! Lefebvre takes a swipe and…France catches the Golden Snitch! France comes from behind to win this first match with England! Willow Rose is not happy with herself right now, as is evident by her throwing her broomstick against the stadium wall. She is now being comforted by Captain Weasley. Team England is walking out of the stadium now. What a disappointment for England who won in their first two matches of the season against Peru. I'm throwing it down to our correspondent now. Fox, you there?"

"I'm here and I have caught up with Captain Weasley! Captain, big disappointment just now. How are you feeling?"

"It was a disappointment but I'm feeling pretty good still. It's best two out of three so we still have the chance to come back. I'm really proud of Willow, she flew excellently today and she'll definitely be playing again next week."

"Will you be changing anything in this weeks practice to help out for next week?"

"Probably not much. I don't want to give away too many of our secrets but we have a good regimen, well balanced with practice and workouts."

"Sources tell me you're not staying with the team at night, what's that all about?"

"Fox, how many times do I have to tell you that this isn't a gossip show?"

"Oh come on Captain, this is definitely relevant to Quidditch!"

"No, it really isn't. Where I sleep is none of your business."

"Wanna go out to dinner with me?"

Hermione nearly choked on her tea.

"I'm engaged, Fox. Isn't this supposed to be about Quidditch?"

"Well yeah but I had to get something not Quidditch related out of you. Wanna talk about your lucky fiancée?"

"You really should have your own talk show, you know that?"

"If I did would you come talk about something not involving broomsticks and Quaffles?"

"Sure, Fox."

Hermione laughed at the sarcasm dripping from Ginny's voice. She shook her head and smiled. "I guess I should go ahead and put the wedding announcement in The Daily Prophet because I know if I don't everyone is going to be clawing at Ginny to try and get an answer out of her. We wanted to wait for a while but it's really no use now."

"Bloody hell that was close!" Ron said as the group came in the kitchen door from the yard.

"It was." Harry shook his head. "I'm surprised you're not throwing stuff though, you're never this calm after your team loses."

"Yeah well you know…Willow did her best and all."

"Oy Ron!" George smacked Ron on the back. "You're in love with the Seeker!"

"Hush it George! We're barely even dating!"

"So it's true?" Bill smirked.

"Yeah yeah, it's true. I really like her though, you know?"

All of them clamored into the sitting room and found a place to sit. Everyone went on about the match. There was a loud crack just outside the kitchen door and Hermione shoved her way through the crowd. She nearly tackled Ginny as she stepped into the kitchen.

"Sounds like you played great out there, Gin."

"I did my best. I'm gonna go upstairs and shower though, ours were packed and I didn't want to have to wait."

Hermione let an evil grin slide across her face.

"Mind if I join you?"

"You realize there's a house full of people that will know exactly what we're up to, right?"

"They knew what we were up to when I was here for summers and that never stopped us."

The two women thundered up the stairs. Ginny stopped in her bedroom to get clothes and Hermione continued up the stairs to the bathroom. She turned the shower on and steam filled the room. She stripped down and stepped into the shower and let the hot water cascade over her head and shoulders. She heard the door creak open and then shut. Hermione smiled as she heard Ginny's clothes hit the floor. She turned around as Ginny stepped in the shower. Hermione admired the body before her eyes.

Water cascaded over the two bodies. Hermione turned Ginny around to face the streams of water and ran her fingers through the mane of fiery red hair. She found a washcloth and lathered it thick with soap and ran it over Ginny's back and down her arse. She reached around and ran the washcloth over Ginny's abs then dropped it just as she got to the redhead's pale, luscious breasts. Hermione slipped both hands around Ginny's chest and cupped one breast in each hand. Ginny moaned at Hermione's touch. While one hand fondled Ginny's breasts, Hermione's other hand traveled down Ginny's slippery stomach and slipped between the redhead's legs.

Ginny moaned as Hermione's fingers fondled her swollen clit. She writhed against Hermione's body and reached her hands up around the back of her head. Her hands found Hermione's hair and ran her fingers into it. She pulled at the mess of brown hair when she felt Hermione's fingers slip inside of her. Hermione felt Ginny tighten around her fingers and pulled them out. Ginny whimpered. Hermione spun the redhead around and pinned her against the shower wall. She dropped to her knees and lifted one of Ginny's legs over her shoulder.

Hermione's tongue was quick; it darted in and out of Ginny's wet slit while her fingers slipped around and over her clit. Ginny's screams of pleasure echoed in the small room as she came, her juices mixed with the water and flowed into Hermione's mouth. She held herself up against the shower wall as Hermione rejoined her at eye level.

Ginny smiled as Hermione's lips again touched her own. Just as her hands were roaming up Hermione's slippery stomach there was a knock on the door.

Ron's voice came from the other side, "Hey, you two drown in there? Mum is starting dinner and wants to know if Ginny wants anything special."

"Hold those lips, love." Ginny stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. She opened the door and poked her head out. "For the love of Merlin, Ron!" she hissed. "Would you leave us alone so I can shag my fiancée in peace?!"

Hermione's laughter echoed from the shower.

Ron turned bright red. "You guys are worse than rabbits, I swear."

"Tell Mum we'll be down in a little while and anything she wants to cook is just fine as long as it's nothing that Fleur suggests." Ginny slammed the door and locked it again. She dropped the towel and hopped back into the shower. "Now, where were we?"

Hermione guided Ginny's hands up to her chest. "Right about here…"

Ginny's lips found Hermione's neck and she sank her teeth hard into the skin.

"Fuck…Gin…gods…" Hermione gasped.

"Did that hurt?"

"Yes…no…fuck! Just do it again!"

Ginny obliged and her teeth again sank into Hermione's neck. Hermione moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Ginny's hand moved from Hermione's breast and between the brunette's legs. Hermione braced herself against the shower wall and whimpered as Ginny's fingers teased her slit.

"Is there a problem, love?" Ginny giggled into Hermione's ear and teased her just as Hermione had done to her earlier that day. Hermione could only whimper and dig her nails into Ginny's back. "What do you want me to do?"

"Fuck me," Hermione growled into Ginny's ear.

Ginny thrust her fingers deep into her lover. Ginny's name echoed around the bathroom as Hermione screamed it. Ginny thrust her fingers so deep into Hermione's slit that she swore she was almost lifting the woman off the floor. In between her screams Hermione was growling and moaning into Ginny's ear. Ginny had never heard such dirty things come out of her fiancée's mouth but she liked it. Ginny slowly worked her lips down Hermione's dripping wet body. She took one nipple into her mouth and the other rolled between the fingers of her unoccupied hand.

Ginny's mouth trailed down Hermione's stomach, her fingers still thrusting, and finally she was on her knees and eye level with Hermione's hips. As Hermione had done to her, Ginny lifted one of those long legs over her shoulder. Her mouth latched on to Hermione's inner thigh and teeth once again met flesh. Hermione howled and her hands gripped handfuls of Ginny's wet hair.

"Fuck yes, Ginny! Oh gods!"

Ginny smiled and her mouth moved to Hermione's clit. She flicked it with her tongue and continued pushing her fingers deep inside her lover. Hermione's slit tightened around Ginny's fingers and the redhead sucked on the swollen bud as Hermione moaned and screamed Ginny's name. Her body shook and she went weak, almost falling to the floor with Ginny. The redhead held her up as she stood.

"I never knew you liked being bit that hard." Ginny giggled as she pushed Hermione's wet hair out of her face.

"Neither did I until you did that."

"I'll have to remember to do it more often, won't I?"

A large bruise was appearing on Hermione's neck by the time the women finished their shower. She did her best to cover it with concealer but the skin was still purple. George made it a point several times during dinner to playfully make vampire references in their direction. Molly quietly slipped Hermione a small jar of Bruise-Healing Paste after dinner and giggled when Hermione blushed and thanked her.

You remember in the first installment when I skipped the perfect opportunity for a hot shower scene? This is why. Hope it was worth the wait ;-)