Written In The Body
Poetheather
A/N: I missed you all. My trip was great. Alex Kingston was awesome in MacBeth and being able to watch Gilderoy Lockhart and Firenze fight to the death was epic! If you have a chance to see the National Theatre Live Macbeth, take it. Wonderful stuff.
Anyway, enjoy this. I am sorry that there are only two chapters remaining before the epilogues.
Still not JKR.
Forty-Eight
"Kitten, please… you need to put the books down. You have been studying almost nonstop for the last couple of days, so much so that I've barely seen you. You need to relax," pleaded Ginny.
Hermione looked up from the book she was scanning and frowned at her. Was it really that difficult to understand why she was studying? Studying allowed her to keep her mind off things. She was still troubled by the fact that the anniversary of her torture had affected her powerfully. Three days of nightmares. And the fact that the anniversary of the battle was approaching made her want to dive even deeper into her books. "Gin, we only have a bit over a month and a half left before we take our NEWTs. That's barely any time at all. I want to make sure I haven't forgotten anything or to shore up anything I am weak in. There is just so much material to cover that it takes time to properly go over it all. They want us to know everything Ginny and I am trying to get it all in my head. I can't slack off or I'll fail."
Ginny rolled her brown eyes and shook her head, her red hair moving back and forth. After taking a pause where she may have counted or something she said with some degree of exasperation, "I know the NEWTs are important 'mione but you waited another half month before you did this with the OWLs. I know you want to do your best but remember you don't have to prove yourself to anyone. You are amazing and wonderful all on your own. You don't have to prove you are the best, everyone already knows you are. Can't you just wait a little bit longer before you do this?"
"Ginevra, I am trying to work," growled Hermione, trying to return her focus on her notes. She raised her hand and rubbed at the tension between her eyes. There was safety in her notes, they kept her from thinking of other things and she appreciated that.
"There are so many Wrackspurts around you right now that I might need to get Luna in here to take care of you," complained Ginny, giving her a rather pointed look. "I'm not sure I would be sufficient to cure you."
Snapping her head up and over, Hermione glared at her fiancée. She searched the redhead's eyes as she said with some irritation, "You wouldn't dare."
Ginny smirked evilly at her, turned her head slightly and called out, "Luna! Can I get your help?"
"Fine! Fine! What do you want?" asked Hermione heatedly, trying to keep herself from being snogged by the blond. There was no doubt in her mind that the blond would do as asked, happily so.
Luna came around the stacks with a few books in her hands, the veritable image of inquisitive innocence and asked, "Did you need my help Ginny?"
"No!" yelped out Hermione, half rising from her chair in her rush to stop this.
"Miss Granger!" chided Miss Pince.
Hermione dropped her head onto the table with a thunk, sinking into her seat. She just couldn't win with these two could she? What could she do but relent in this case? "Sorry Miss Pince."
"Sorry Hermione, but you really do need to relax. You have been so focused on studying that you have barely done anything else for weeks already. I have an idea." With a few flicks of her wand she set up privacy wards for the three of them before she turned back to the table. She then grinned at her fiancée and friend. "Lately we've been pulling smaller pranks, hitting small groups or individuals with things, to keep up the overall feel we have been cultivating so what we need now is another big one prank that will also take people's minds off the upcoming exams. I think my idea might be kind of fun if we can pull it off. What if we found a way to change the passwords of the different Houses to things that were kind of amusing about the other Houses? Things that they would never use on their own but are funny and not exactly mean, just some teasing. Like for Ravenclaws, we can use something like 'Brainiacs are sexy' or 'Knowledge gives you wings' and maybe for Hufflepuffs we use 'Friendship is Magic' or something silly like 'We're excellent finders'. It's the other two I am having trouble with. The only things I came up with for Slytherin were really mean."
Luna giggled at that and her eyes were filled with excitement. It was obvious what she thought of this idea. She cocked her head to the side thoughtfully and then said, "What about 'Clever is as clever does' for Slytherin?"
The other two giggled at that. Hermione did like that as it was a nice dig at those Slytherins who failed to live up to that aspect of the House, such as Malfoy and many others. Maybe that would be nice. It promoted a good aspect of the House but could also be a bit of a dig if you looked at it right. "That works nicely. Oohhh… because of the whole Slytherin/ Parselmouth thing we can use, 'We use our tongues.'" That got the other's giggling. "What about our House? Any ideas?"
Shrugging, Ginny said, "No clue. I was hoping you might be able to figure something out. I mean that Slytherin one is really good."
"Once we figure out what to use as pass phrases we can manage to make this happen. There are notes in Lupin's journals from year six about how to change the passwords for the Houses. Apparently the Marauders had done this a few times to the Slytherins." commented Hermione with an amused smile. "They used some very disparaging ones attacking individuals in that House, all the Death Eaters to be."
"Is there a way to make them rotate between the Houses? I mean, maybe have them start with their own House for a day and then skip to another House so that each House gets all four of them that we choose to use?" asked Ginny looking thoughtful.
Hermione sat there and pondered that, wondering about differing ways that the charm could be modified to do this. There were several methods available that readily came to mind and some were more intrusive than others. The trick was trying to work with the paintings to make this work. Since it wasn't actually an attack on the paintings per se, the paintings shouldn't fight back against what was being done with the passwords. Remus had said that the Ravenclaw painting thought that their changing of the password had constituted a particularly good riddle all on its own. The fact that Remus had talked to the different paintings was intriguing on its own and made her think that they really could make this work rather quickly if it was approached correctly. "I can think of a number of ways to do that. I think the easiest would be to put them on a loop, one password per day for four days, same pattern but with a different starting point for each door. It would also make the spell work easier overall."
Ginny got up and kissed her deeply getting Hermione to moan appreciatively. When she finished she looked down into her love's face and said, "You are so sexy when you're smart."
"I thought I'm always smart?" asked Hermione with a raised eyebrow.
"Exactly." Ginny waggled her eyebrows suggestively.
Luna looked between the two girls and their flirting before she got really excited as she exclaimed, "I got it!"
Ginny and Hermione paused and turned to face the blond, both appearing worried as the redhead cautiously asked, "Got what Luna?"
"What to use for Gryffindor. It's perfect." She looked quite smug and seemed to be having a difficult time containing her giggles.
"I think I may regret this, but what?" asked Hermione slowly and worried about whatever the blond was going to say. Based on the impish look on her face it was not going to be good. Luna really did come up with some creative stuff but this might be a bit too far.
"We can make you roar." She grinned rather cheekily, giving them a saucy look before winking.
Hermione and Ginny both groaned and lowered their heads to the table, glad that their arms could hide their blushes from the inordinately pleased blond. Hermione had just know it was going to be something like this. "See… I knew you would like it."
HGHGHGHGHG
The door prank they had worked out had gone off without a hitch and Hermione had to admit it had brought her some relief from the stress of studying. The planning had been pleasurable and walking around the school hearing people laughing about the new passwords really made her feel good as well. They hadn't picked anything mean, well not completely as the Slytherin one was a bit of a crack against some of them, especially people who were no longer here but all in all it was naught but good fun. And on the topic of Slytherins, she was still pleased that the school had reacted better than she had expected to the punishment, even their own House had been quite irritated with them. Currently the Bullies were being shunned by most everyone and no one really seemed to mind. Life might be better for them next year, but Hermione was not sure of that and kind of doubted it. They had really not made themselves any friends by doing this and the students who weren't graduating had really been asking for it. They had completely misjudged the school, and even with the improved atmosphere that there was now, they were not going to do well. Did they think that kind of pureblood nonsense was going to fly after all that? Honestly, Hermione didn't care anymore. There really was nothing like burning the bridge you were standing on, and they had set a big fire. They had gotten caught, punished, were now known bullies and people avoided being alone with them. Fair was fair. At least she hadn't given in to her urges and torn them to pieces for hurting Lucy, though it really had been a close thing.
No, she was finally back to studying for her NEWTs and that was good. It had her mind off all that other nonsense and focused where it needed to be, her academic goals. She had humored Ginny for the most part and had waited just a bit longer to dive back in, though she had snuck in several mini-reviews whenever she had a chance or during Quidditch practice when she was not being supervised by the redhead. But no, Ginny had relented on her ridiculous point and allowed her to get back to going over the vast amount of material that there was to go over again. She had begrudgingly conceded the point that she did not need to study all night and if she did, due to a thorny problem or information that refused to stick, that had to be arranged and agreed upon first. She had rolled her eyes at that point but accepted that compromise to her usual approach to major tests. Things were sure to change again the week before the NEWTs but she was just trying to focus on the task at hand. For now she would actually manage to have decent sleep every night to humor Ginny. That had been a promise and she didn't want to break her word to her love.
Given that she was back in her corner of the library where she was less likely to be disturbed by other students, she was in the zone and zipping through her books, supplemental reading, notebooks, a copy of Luna's and Ginny's notes as well as Lupin's notebooks. This gave her the widest possible range of information on a given subject imaginable and she was sure she was going to need it if she was going to be able to not fail on these most important of exams. She was going over potions minutiae when Lucy ran up, slammed something onto the desk in front of her and said, "Hermione, you won't believe it?"
She flicked her eyes down, noting the title of what was in front of her and she scowled. Part of her understood why Lucy would have this… this attempt at journalism, but she also really wished that her sister would show better taste in casual reading material. It was almost embarrassing. Even the Quibbler was better journalism in her opinion and some of their stories seemed a half-step from pure fantasy. "Lucy, honestly, why are you reading that drivel?"
Her sister frowned at her somewhat angrily and said, "Hermione, it's not mine. Give me some credit. One of my friends handed it to me because of what I'm trying to show you. You need to see this. Now read it!"
Sighing in frustration at this interruption, Hermione looked closer at the cover of Witch Weekly and noticed a teaser that was in fairly bold print that read: Hermione Granger's Surprising Love Life. Seeing that she began to frown and she found the table of contents quite easily, looking for the section in question. Lucy interrupted her search as she said, "I have a piece of paper marking the spot you need. You can just turn right to it."
A bit worried about what sort of nonsense it was going to be this time, Hermione opened the magazine and blinked a few times as she saw the picture of her and Ginny hugging and kissing, looking blissfully happy without a care in the world. If she could make out the details correctly it had to have been in Hogsmeade, possibly on their last trip a few weeks ago. She groaned and rolled her eyes. Great, this was just what she needed right now, the whole bloody wizarding world involved in her love life. She read the article with a degree of disbelief.
Golden Girl in Sapphic Tryst with Silver Siren
One of our clever reporters, dear readers, found out one of the most amazing bits of information the other weekend. It seems that not one but two of our brave heroes have found themselves in a relationship, and a serious one at that. Hermione Granger, Order of Merlin First Class, friend to Harry Potter, the Golden Girl herself was spotted in the arms of Ginevra Weasley, Order of Merlin Second Class, another friend to Harry Potter, and one of the big heroes of the Resistance Movement at Hogwarts. Sorry to dash your hopes boys but it's true, they're indeed together and have been since August of last year when they started dating. What's more, these two, who were former paramours of the other two members of the Golden trio, are not only in a relationship with each other but are also engaged, which happened over the winter holidays on Christmas Day. Given the beautiful rings each are wearing this is clearly a serious situation between the two of them. While we are on pins and needles, trying to figure out who Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley could be dating, we here at Witch Weekly wish to offer up our congratulations to these brave witches who helped save us all in our nation's darkest days. They deserve every happiness.
She blinked a few times in surprise. When she had seen the title she had clearly expected the worst, knowing what she did of wizarding journalism and their lack of libel laws, common decency, or so it seemed. But this, this… this was unexpected. A major magazine congratulating her and Ginny on their engagement, nothing in her experience with majority of the media had prepared her for this. What was she supposed to do with this?
That made her think about that last Hogsmeade trip and who she had run into. Seeing Parvati had been wonderful and they had spent some time catching up with each other. She had seemed very interested in their relationship and had insisted on knowing all the details. Given that the behavior was not out of the norm for her gossip hungry former roommate, Hermione had thought nothing of it, now however it seemed a touch suspicious. She flipped to the table of contents which also had the list of reporters for the article and sure enough, under interns, was one Parvati Patil. She sighed heavily. They had walked right into that one.
She looked up at Lucy who was grinning at her. Her sister seemed more pleased than upset. "Isn't that a good picture of you two?"
"Did you know about this?" asked Hermione, slightly accusatory.
"Not until I was shown it. But still, isn't this a good thing? Now everyone knows and you won't have to worry about hiding it from everyone," pointed out Lucy rather obviously.
Hermione frowned slightly as she tried to figure that out. It had been a matter that she had been concerned about. "I hope so. I honestly don't know."
"We should send this to mum and dad," said Lucy excitedly. "Do you think Perdita would have any problems carrying it? I am sure they would love the picture of you two. You two look so cute."
"I think she would be fine with it. It's not that heavy and she is a very strong owl. And I think mum and dad would be amused by this especially the title," replied Hermione. "I'm just worried about what the overall response will be to everyone finding out about the two of us. One time things got printed about me in the press I got sent howlers and envelopes of bubotuber pus. It wasn't pretty."
Lucy frowned a little. It was clear that she had not thought about that possible side of things. "You'll be okay… won't you?"
"I don't know. Maybe?" Hermione was unsure. She wanted to reassure her sister but she didn't want to lie either. The reactions of the wizarding public was always difficult to figure out.
"Well, you know Ginny will be there for you no matter what. And the same with me and Luna and Harry and you know Mum and Dad and Amy will always be there." Lucy came up and hugged her. She relaxed into that, just enjoying the feel of the hug. Lucy did hug better than Simon had as she was less tentative about it.
Hermione then looked worried as something else occurred to her, something that could prove to be a different kind of problem. "Has Ginny seen this?"
"I don't know?" Lucy seemed unsure why this could be an issue.
Ginny's voice then boomed across the library, "Where are you my sweet? Come, we must away to our Sapphic tryst!"
Hermione groaned and lowered her head to her books as she could hear Miss Pince begin chastising Ginny, berating her for excessive noise. Giggling and outright laughter from other students filled the air. Why did this always seem to happen to her? And what was it with Weasleys and embarrassing her?
HGHGHGHGHG
Friday afternoon found Hermione back in the Library, once again at her table, desperately hoping that people would leave her alone so she could get some bloody work done. She had been getting rather frustrated overall as people just wouldn't leave her alone or stop acting the fool. The last troublemaker she had caught, who had done something, she didn't even remember what anymore, she had left them dangling upside down by an ankle thanks to Levicorpus with a sign in front of them making a bold statement as to his guilt while her patronus raced off to get him assistance. She seriously did not want to waste any more of her precious time with this nonsense and she hoped that people would get that hint. It was almost time for the NEWTs and she was just done. Had people simply forgotten how important they were, how much they could affect your future? She hadn't and tried to devote as much time as possible to making sure she had this information down pat. That was especially difficult with the constraints to her time that Ginny had imposed. She had to come downstairs for dinner, had to get a full night's sleep, had to relax at least a half hour each day. Was she aware of how much she could learn in a half hour? Honestly! And that was on top of the fact that she had lost a few days at the beginning of May to nightmares and flashbacks.
The table was filled with Arithomancy tables as she was working through a set of equations that were more likely to be seen as part of someone's Mastery level work than as part of the NEWTs however she was sure that there might just be a question or two at this level to trip up a few of the better students. She wanted to ensure she didn't transpose anything and accidentally have her power levels inverted or worse yet somehow flip the geometry of the wand gestures. It was very exacting work and could not be rushed. Needless to say, she was more than a touch frazzled at this point in her work and her hair was actually bushier than normal, as her magic was not helping matters. That is possibly the only excuse for what occurred.
Luna sat down across from her and said brightly, "So, about tomorrow."
"GAH!" Papers flew into the air along with her quill.
Luna remained unaffected, simply watching her. When Hermione quieted down and stopped panting she continued on, "I figure if we leave early we can floo to The Leaky Cauldron and have breakfast there. Harry is planning on meeting us so we can eat all together."
Hermione rubbed her eyes and counted to ten in Old Norse and then again in Old English before she felt even remotely able to speak, "What exactly are you talking about Luna?"
"Honestly Hermione, can't you remember anything important? Tomorrow is the date you two agreed on when you and Harry are meeting at Gringotts…" Luna trailed off to see if that would spur Hermione's memory.
It did. Brown eyes widened and then she groaned in frustration. "Crap. The ceremony's tomorrow."
Luna cocked her head to the side, trying to figure her out, and asked, "Did you honestly forget that you and Harry are going to become siblings tomorrow? This big event you two have been planning since New Years? That you chose the date for since it was auspicious for both goblins and wizards? The thing that had both of you so giddy?"
"What? I have been trying to study but people keep interrupting me. Instead of being able to use my time wisely I have to keep breaking my flow to deal with one inane problem or another. I am so wound up over all this I am worried I might even forget my own name." Hermione protested, throwing her hands in the air to make her point.
"It's Hermione Jean Granger in case you are wondering though I don't know if you are planning on taking Ginny's last name or she is taking yours after you are married. Either way it would be cute." Luna pointed out helpfully. "Though if you had stayed with Ronald I can't imagine you taking his last name as it wouldn't exactly fit now would it but I can get how even though they're the same they're different."
Hermione ground her teeth, trying to keep calm, closing her eyes in an attempt to push all this irritation away. She loved Luna dearly, having grown so much closer to her ever since Shell Cottage and strangling the girl would really not be helpful at this juncture. Working at controlling her breathing she tightened her fists, hoping that would help. Suddenly she was tipped over backwards and kissed vigorously. Her eyes went wide, her mouth opened in surprise, an error which was quickly exploited by the lips pressed against hers, as a tongue dove in and she was properly snogged. Flailing slightly in panic, her arms tried to figure out what to do until Luna sat her upright a bit later. Hermione sat there staring at her, eyes almost comically wide, mouth fallen open, and disbelief clear on her face. This kiss had been longer and more through than the one at Christmas much to her dismay. Luna searched her eyes carefully and then the air over her head before giving her a pleased look. "Yes… much better. That seems to have taken care of the majority of the warckspurts that you were being plagued with. You really need to do more to prevent an infestation like that Hermione. It could have really caused so permanent damage. With Ginny busy prepping for this weekend's game you could have had a colony make its home in you and that would have required far more drastic action to remove. I mean, do you really want to end up like Cho Chang?"
Hermione blinked at her slowly, her mind failing to turn over as she was having some trouble following what the blond was saying. "I… you… wha…"
"Why yes Hermione, you are correct, after that many wrackspurts messing with your mind you could use a break. Why not take one of your calming potions and have a break for thirty minutes before you get back to work. Once you've done that everything will be as bright as a Heliopath." Luna patted Hermione on the shoulder and started to walk away, sashaying a little, knowing it would draw her friend's eyes. She looked over her shoulder and winked before saying, "I'll see you at the Entrance Way at eight so we can leave for London. The sooner we get done the sooner we can get back here to watch Ginny play."
Hermione nodded dumbly, barely registering what the blond said. Luna had kissed her. Again. It wasn't a bad kiss. Actually it had been pretty nice overall but that wasn't the point. Luna had kissed her. Why did she do that? Maybe… maybe Luna was right and she could use a bit of a break. With a wave of her wand she gathered her things together and shoved them into her bag absently. She pulled out a vial of her calming draught and drank it down as she left the Library, heading downstairs rather leisurely. Maybe she should go watch Ginny practice. That might help her feel better. The way that girl rode a broom just did things to her, for her. She knew Gin wouldn't feel jealous about what had happened between her and Luna and would actually laugh at her for needing a wrackspurt cure but still, Luna had kissed her. Again.
What was going on with her life?
HGHGHGHGHG
Tuesday was upon them and Hermione was once again at her library table, books spread out and going over her notes. This time the subject she was reviewing was Herbology and she had made a special effort to get Neville's notes as she knew that he was the only person their year who was superior to her in the field. Even with her having an extra year of class time she was sure he was still superior in his knowledge of plants. This was his passion and to neglect that fact was to simply miss what was important. He would always be better in that subject because he truly loved the field. She was decent but had no real love for plants so she did the best she could.
She had formatted her notes more along the lines of muggle biology notes and field guides, something that Neville had copied from her their second year, as it gave her easier reference and access to information. The older Grimores and even the school books to a degree had information scattered about and it was a pain trying to look up any one thing. It made cross-referencing a major chore. This way was certainly easier for her to work with which was why she had stuck with it. Their sketches were not the greatest but they had gotten progressively better over time, with Neville's improvement being greater, again probably due to his passion for herbology and his desire to show things correctly. Hermione had books covering the pictures where her artwork was not best in order to get clearer images, to ensure she had the absolute best idea of what each plant looked like in her mind, for identification purposes. Memorizing the various details about the plants was the easy part but the focused information about individual plant anatomy and soil analysis and how that affected the specific plants, the nuances of the field, that was not her strength. She was trying to make sure that she had filled in that gap before the NEWTs as it was her biggest failing in any one topic (besides Divination which was just poppycock). There was no way she was going to fail in this subject, not if she could help it. Granted she did not expect to score anything close to Neville whose score in Herbology was akin to Harry's in Defense. No, she wanted to make sure she did the best she could and that meant a great deal of focused studying to drive the information home.
Turning the page of her notes, getting to the next plant on her list, everything was interrupted as Ginny burst in on her waving a letter, her face red, and she seemed to be hyperventilating despite the smile that kept getting broken by her panting. She managed to gasp out, "'mione… look!"
With a groan that her study was interrupted yet again by someone waving something in her face, Hermione dropped her head quickly, managing to refrain from banging the table and stretched out her hand for the letter. If her fiancée thought it was important she might as well read it so she could get this entire mess over with and return to her studying. Ginny gave it to her with a grin and continued puffing as she watched her. Clearly she had run to her from wherever she had been when she had received this letter. What could it be that was so important?
Hermione glanced down and noted that the letter in her hand was on Holyhead Harpy stationary. That made her quirk an eyebrow in surprise. She glanced over at Ginny who was nodding her head excitedly. All thoughts of annoyance over this interruption vanished and her interest had certainly been peaked.
Looking further, she read the letter and could feel her eyebrows climbing as she went.
Dear Miss Weasley,
After watching you play twice, both last fall and again this past weekend, I must say that the club is indeed interested in your style of play. It is aggressive without being foolhardy and you seem to have a good understanding of where your teammates are on the field. Your quaffle handling skills are impressive and you seem to be able to score easily from any direction you approach the goal. That in and of itself is an impressive skill and when taken all together our club is rather interested in you. We would like to offer you a spot in our summer training camp to determine if there is a place for you in our organization.
Sincerely,
Gwenog Jones
Captain, Holyhead Harpies
Hermione's eyes had only gotten wider and wider as she had read further into the letter, her breath even catching in anticipation and when she had reached the end she had whooped loudly. "Yes!"
Miss Pince stormed over and chided her, "Miss Granger!"
"Sorry Miss Pince. I… I just got some really fantastic news." Hermione colored, embarrassed that she had broken the silence of the library in that manner. It was not something she did often because she hated disappointing the Librarian.
By this time, Ginny had gotten her breath back and grinned at her, speaking again as Miss Pince left, "I know… right?"
"This… this…" Hermione was at a loss for words. This was simply amazing and everything her love had been working towards.
"You know, I couldn't have done this without you keeping me focused. You, you just do something to me." This time Ginny was the one who flushed and looked away briefly.
Hermione's gaze turned rather smoldering as she looked at her fiancée. There was no doubt in her mind now that she was going to be married to a professional athlete. How could Ginny fail with an opportunity like this? It was kind of thrilling in a way that she had not expected it to be but who was she to fight it? Who would have thought way back when in primary school when all those bullies were calling her names, knocking books from her hands and other things that she would be marrying an extremely hot professional athlete? If only they could see her now. She could feel herself growing slick at the notion of how amazing Ginny was, how awesome a player she was, and just how absolutely hot she would look in one of those tight dark green and white uniforms with the gold talon that the Harpies wore. That uniform would cling to her so nicely except for the robe. It would be so lovely to peel it off her after a game and have her way with her little Chaser. They always did have such excellent sex after a game and with her playing professionally that certainly offered the hope of lots of thrilling sex to come. As she ran her fingers up and down Ginny's arm she could see her fiancée's eyes darken in response to her desire. There was to be no waiting to celebrate this. "Absolutely. You do the same to me love."
She cast the privacy spells quickly, efficiently and might have accidentally overpowered them just a little bit in her haste. She honestly didn't care if it drove students away from this area as it ensured more potential security. She had something far more important to do and it did not involve worrying about other students or classwork. With another brief flick, she capped the ink in the no spill bottle and gave her redhead the entirety of her focus. "Oh Merlin baby I am so proud of you. Come here."
"Thank you love." They came together clutching the other tightly, each of them kissing with as much passion as they could muster.
"You will be a marvelous Harpy." Hermione began kissing and sucking on Ginny's neck, occasionally biting in a few spots, knowing that Ginny liked that occasional flare of light pain. She did to for that matter but right now she was trying to take care of her love as Ginny had certainly earned this.
"Mmmmm… my girl." Ginny ran her hand down Hermione's hair and then slid her fingers up at the base, tangling her fingers up inside. Hermione enjoyed that sensation just before her fiancée tightened her hand.
That action made Hermione's head pull slightly back and away from Ginny's neck, letting the other girl move her head down to start working on the older girl's neck. She sucked a few places before moving back up to kiss Hermione deeply, hands sliding down shoulders to pass over breasts before the fingers curled the hand around. Hermione moaned and bent her back, pushing up into her hand. Their kissing and snogging grew even more aggressive and they sort of fell into the table, jostling it, making it move with a slight screech of wood skittering on stone.
Both women pulled back, short of breath, staring at each other lustily, deep into the other's eyes hungry with need. Hermione's brain ran over things, including where she was and honestly she had to admit she would rather not have hard wood under her ass or stone under her knees while she was occupied at taking care of her beloved Vixen. And she planned to be occupied for a while if she had her druthers. They had a far better place for this anyway and could linger there as long as they liked. "Room?"
With a wanton smile Ginny answered, "Room."
She packed quickly, flicking her wand about crazily, making sure to get everything all together, and even grabbing a few library books at the same time. Her panties were soaked at this point and she wanted to get to her room so she could peel them off. They were not the most comfortable things to have on when she was this aroused, given how they clung to her and tended to grow slightly chill. As they left, she canceled the privacy wards and they hustled to the Gryffindor Tower by the most direct route they knew. She realized that a few voices had called out to her as they had gone through the school and common room but honestly she couldn't care, she had something far more important in mind. There was no screaming or explosions occurring so clearly none of the calls were an emergency. She wanted to try something and that took priority.
On an impulse at the bookstore when she had been getting the books for Lucy as well as a few more for her, she had made a purchase, something that she knew would be fun however she had not been sure how Ginny would react to it. The book she had found at Flourish and Blots had a few spells within it that she knew could make the experience… well far more intense than she thought muggles could achieve that was for sure and she was good with that. This was one of those times where being magical really was superior. It didn't always work out that way in her experience but this was most definitely a positive for the magical side. Now if only Gin would be fine with the idea.
Ginny gave the password and the two of them bundled into the room, throwing the door closed behind them. Hermione quickly set things for privacy. The last thing she wanted was to be interrupted while they were having crazy mad celebratory sex. It just wouldn't do. Once was one time too many in her opinion and she was still a touch embarrassed about that.
The kissing began again and clothes began to fall by the wayside, flung every which way. Once the floor was properly littered, a few pieces even hanging off various bits of furniture, Hermione shoved Ginny backwards onto the bed and dove between her legs with intent, her mouth already salivating, craving the taste of her beloved. This had been something she had been thinking about the whole run up from the library and it was most certainly a Need. She feasted, losing herself in the taste, the sounds, the tight pull in her hair, the press of thigh against her head, the feel of the skin on and under her tongue. She used her fingers a bit, sliding them in, first one, then two, hooking her fingers and turning them to really make Ginny scream, cry, gasp, moan before she pulled back, leaving her a touch shaky. Ginny worked to catch her breath as Hermione gave her a cautious look before asking, "Do you trust me?"
Ginny's return look was a touch glazed but filled with absolute love and devotion. She smiled happily at her happy looking fiancée and said, "Always."
Hoping that that would remain the truth, Hermione slid from the bed and moved to her desk, opening one of the drawers. She summoned her wand with a twist of her hand and once she had it, removed the privacy protections on the box. Ginny's eyes widened as Hermione opened it and pulled out a harness with a big ring on it and what looked like a disembodied penis. Her mouth opened in shock and she muttered, "What the…"
Hermione smirked, enjoying the response, finishing the tightening, as she hadn't sewn in the self-tightening runes into the inside of the harness to make it easier and faster to put on. It all depended on what Ginny thought of it after all. What was the point of exerting that kind of effort if her fiancée hated the whole thing? Why spend hours of work if it would never be used again? Once on and properly adjusted, with the dildo settled correctly, she cast the two spells she recalled from the book that were in there to make a strap-on feel more real and could transfer sensations to her. That book had proved itself time and again to her so far and she was trembling slightly in anticipation. Walking back towards the bed, the phallus bobbing in time with her hip sway and feeling so… different, Hermione gave Ginny a cheeky grin, with fists perched on her hips. "Alright Kitten, it's time for your surprise."
Ginny's eyes were wide and she bit her bottom lip nervously as she couldn't take her eyes off the dildo. She gave a slight nod as Hermione crawled onto the bed and towards her, her tousled hair looking even more mane like with that predatory look on her face. Ginny's knees were bent and they were slowly pulled apart and to the sides by Hermione, who looked down at her, enjoying the sight of her freckled love lying there, somewhat uneasy, clearly trepidatious. In all honesty she was as well, but Ginny had let it show first and in her mind only one of them could be visibly nervous at any one time. Besides, since she was the one in control right now it really ramped up her desire to see the normally so in control redhead look a bit anxious. Once she had settled herself on her knees between her fiancée's spread thighs, she took the dildo and rubbed the tip of it slowly up and down the redhead's cleft.
Ginny closed her eyes and shuddered at the sensation and so did Hermione. She could feel the wetness, the smoothness of the flesh, the slickness as she slid up and down. It made her tremble in eagerness. If it felt like that for something that simple, what would it feel like…? Taking the head and turning slow circles at the entrance of the vaginal canal she watched attentively to catch whatever reaction Ginny would have to this. Her love shuddered and tried to roll her hips upward, trying to get more, more contact, more depth, more what she didn't know but so wanted to discover. A smile grew on her face. Perhaps this hadn't been a rash purchase after all.
Sliding in slowly, the intensity of the feeling rolling down her legs and up her back, Hermione kept going until she was in as far as she could go. Ginny moaned deeply, a sound similar to when Hermione really worked her with her fingers. Since this was longer and thicker than her fingers she could understand why that sensation could be pleasurable. She enjoyed that as well, that fullness. Pausing there hip to hip, groin to groin, until Ginny opened her eyes, she leaned down and they kissed softly, gently. Now it was time to start thrusting. She rocked her hips back and forth, leisurely, getting a feel for the unaccustomed action. And after one set she had to stop and pause, her breathing tight. Oh Merlin… that sensation was so different from anything she had felt before. She had to focus if she was going to continue, the spell having given her a completely new array of experiences.
Moving her hips in as smooth a rhythm as she could manage, both of their breathing grew ragged as they got more and more into this. Ginny did not take as long to go over the edge as she had been very primed already and when she started bucking her hips up, clenching around the dildo Hermione's eyes widened at the resistance and how that felt. She kept going, feeling her own wave growing, shoulders vibrating as something new moved through her. Moving faster and faster, she thrust, her hips starting to ache from the unfamiliar action but she could not tarry. No matter how much it ached she would do this, she wanted to do this. She was getting closer and closer, the crest of her wave rising higher. Ginny tightened around her, again, a slight pulsing of the vaginal walls transferred through, breath coming in gasps, skin tingly, almost as if it had lifted off her body, Ginny hooked heels around her hips, pulling Hermione in deeper, harder, faster, stronger, the sensations of the dildo so immediate, so focused, like it was her clitoris only longer, oh god, fingers clutching her arms, sliding to her breasts, to sheets, grabbing Gin's thighs as she leaned back, still thrusting, the new angle drawing new, different moans, trying to wipe hair from her face, pulling Ginny towards her, plunging forward, torso undulating to fall forward onto her arms, breasts pressed together, sweat drenching hair, arms aching, hips shuddering on the verge of screaming as she drove on, oh merlin, oh god, Oh Ginny, legs still pulling her in, trying to reach in, thrust in deeper, to touch all of her, fingers tight on shoulders, flare of pain, nails in flesh, oh god, oh merlin, clenching, tightening, must, so tight, must, oh god, harder, so…, more, so… guh, uh, guh, Uh, Ah, must, Aaahhh, harder, AAAaaahhhh!
Hermione slumped against Ginny, her legs and hips throbbing in new ways, feeling some of the muscles actually quivering, almost numb, especially in her hips. With great effort she lifted her head up from Ginny's shoulder and her love brushed damp hair that was sticking to her face away. With a smirk, Ginny said in a voice drunk with pleasure, "Yeah… I think we will have to do that again."
With a nod, Hermione smiled, wanting to catch her breath. "That was… wow. The spell focuses the sensations. I… wow. You'll enjoy it when it's your turn. Thank you."
With a chuckle, that tightened muscles in a pleasurable manner around the enspelled dildo that made Hermione moan happily, Ginny said, "No, thank you. I am so looking forward to it Kitten."