Chapter Five: Hermione's Choice

The tears were pouring from Hermione's eyes as Ron poured his heart out to her, but he was wrong, he had not made anything more complicated for her in making her decision, he had made it very, very easy, so she said, 'Oh, Ron, that was the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me … and more importantly, you have not made my decision more difficult, you have made it so much easier because I love you too, Ronald Weasley …'

'Really, why?' he said, 'I'm nothing special …'

'Yes you bloody well are!' she exclaimed, startling him, but then she spoke again, this time more softly, 'You are to me, Ron, I've loved you since you knocked out that troll … then you sacrificed yourself in that chess game, belched slugs defending me, and that time when Snape called me an insufferable know-it-all, you stood up for me, and I was desperately hoping you would ask me to the Yule Ball, but you didn't, and it hurt, and you hurt me during and after the ball, too, but you've apologised, and told me that you love me, so as far as I'm concerned Harry can stick his ultimatum up his arse, now will you please kiss me?'

Ron gently placed his large hand on her soft cheek before moving towards her as she moved towards him before their lips met. The kiss was gentle but full of love on both sides, and when it was over their foreheads were touching.

'Wow … that felt amazing, Hermione …'

'I agree; I'm so glad that you're my first kiss, Ron, I love you …'

'I love you too, Hermione …'

They started to share more kisses, but as they started off with tenderness, they soon progressed into fierce and passionate snogging as their tongues battled for dominance. As they shared kiss after kiss Ron and Hermione were lying on the floor with him on top as she wrapped one of her legs around him, while they continued to make out, Ron's hand found her leg and he began to caress her gently. As Hermione felt Ron's hand on her thigh, she moaned into his mouth and she also found that as his hand moved further up her thigh and rucked up her skirt, that she wanted more. Ron's lips moved to her neck and she whimpered in pleasure as he found the most sensitive spot, saying his name. Ron whispered her name back to her in awe as he kissed her.

'I love you … I love you … I love you … I love you so much, Hermione Jean Granger …' said Ron as he kissed her neck and jawline, Hermione could only whimper and moan in response.

'Ron?'

'Yes?'

'Stop a moment …'

Ron complied and said, 'Are you all right?'

'Yes, it's just I wanted to say I love you too, Ron,' she said.

They sat up again and Ron removed his hand from her thigh and said, 'You are my whole world, Hermione, and all I have left in my life now … all that I have is yours too, granted I don't have much, but it's yours, is that enough for you?'

'All I want is you, Ron, all I need is you, now where were we?' she said.

'I do believe I was lying on top of you, kissing you and had my hand on your thigh, er, if that's okay with you?'

Hermione giggled and said, 'It's more than okay with me, in fact, I want to do more.'

'More, what do you mean by more?'

'Um, will you make love to me, Ron?'

'Hermione, are you sure?' he asked, seriously.

'Yes, I want you, Ron, so badly …' she said.

'In that case, we need a bed, I'm not going to shag you on the floor …' he said.

A large and cosy looking bed appeared in the room. Ron then got to his feet and helped Hermione to hers before scooping her up into his arms and carried her to the bed. Once there, he gently placed her down on the bed and got on top of her again before they shared more passionate kisses. As they kissed, clothes were being slowly removed as they found it hard to stop kissing long enough to concentrate on what they were doing. Then when they were down to their underwear, Ron said, 'Are you completely sure, Hermione?'

'Yes, Ron, I love you and I want you to make love to me,' she said.

Ron then grabbed his wand and cast a Contraceptive Charm upon himself and Hermione before tossing it aside again.

He pulled her towards him and said, 'I love you, Hermione.'

'I love you, Ron,' she replied.

As they were standing up, Ron reached around to unhook the white bra Hermione was wearing but he couldn't work it so Hermione did it for him, so he pulled the straps down off her shoulders and pulled it away from her breasts, dropping the bra on the floor. To his surprise, Hermione made no move to cover her breasts with her hands, so he lowered his lips to her chest and began to kiss her, lick her and gently bite and suck on her nipples, earning him a loud moan of pleasure from her.

'Beautiful, absolutely beautiful, Hermione …' he said huskily as he alternated between her breasts.

'Oh, Ron!' she moaned.

Ron then suddenly stopped to look Hermione in the eye and said, 'There's something very important I forgot to ask you.'

'What?'

'Will you be my girlfriend?' he asked.

Hermione burst out laughing and said, 'Ron, of course I will, you daft sod! Now finish what you started …'

Ron chuckled too before obeying Hermione's command. He then scooped her back into his arms and placed her back on to the bed. He then climbed on top of her and began to kiss her again. He then began to kiss his way down her body, earning more whimpers and moans from Hermione. He then started to kiss her flat stomach as he hooked his fingers on the waistband of her knickers. He shared eye contact with her for a moment and she gave him a nod before he pulled down her knickers. When they were off, he kissed his way up her legs, soft, gentle kisses to her shins before starting with open mouth kisses to her inner thighs. He ran his tongue up her soft inner thigh making her moan; he then pressed his cheek to her thigh and said,

'You have the best legs I've ever seen, and now I've found out how soft and perfect they are … you smell so good, Hermione …'

Hermione blushed, but before she could say anything, Ron had begun cunnilingus. Hermione moaned very loudly, the pleasure was incredible. She looked down to see Ron eating her pussy with the same fervour as if she were a meal. Ron was devouring her juices like an alcoholic downs Vodka. Hermione's moans were even louder now as Ron was sucking and licking her clitoris.

'Oh, Ron … yes, right there … more, please!' she moaned.

Ron did as he was told and knew that she was close.

'Oh, God, Ron … oh … oh … yes, yes … oh, fuck … I'm going to cum, Ron … yes … OH, OH, YES, YES, OH, RON!'

Hermione's orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks and she began to shudder, but Ron carried on as he lapped up her juices.

Ron stopped when Hermione started to pant and he moved up to talk to her face to face.

'Are you all right?' he asked gently.

'Oh, Ron … that was … that was … wonderful,' she said before pulling him into a kiss. Ron kissed her back with fervour as Hermione tasted herself on his tongue and lips.

Tasting herself on his lips gave Hermione the determination to return the favour so she flipped them over so she was on top of him now. However, she did not kiss her way down his body; she knelt between his legs and simply pulled down his boxers.

'Your turn,' she said with a sexy smile that told him that she wanted to do this and he need not ask.

'Do you want me to warn you?' he asked.

'No, I want to taste you, Ron,' she replied before taking his cock and started to stroke it.

'Oh, fuck, Hermione …'

Hermione smiled before licking the head.

'Oh, Hermione …'

She smiled at him again before taking him into her mouth. She then began to move her lips up and down his shaft as he caressed her hair.

'… Love you … Hermione … yes … so fucking good …'

Hermione continued and as she did she hummed which made Ron grunt out her name as he filled her mouth with his seed. She took every drop before swallowing.

Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand she said, 'It's an odd taste, but nice …'

Ron then lunged towards her and kissed her deeply before saying, 'You are fucking incredible, Hermione, and the words I love you simply aren't enough to describe how I feel about you.'

He had spoken so gently that it brought a tear to her eye. Ron caught the tear as it left her eye and said, 'Do you still want to make love?'

'Yes, more than ever, Ron,' she replied.

They moved so Hermione was on her back again and Ron was kneeling between her legs. He then took himself in hand and said, 'Are you ready, I know this is going to hurt you, and I really wish that it won't.'

'Yes, I'm ready, Ron, please just do it,' she said.

'I love you,' he said.

'I love you too,' Hermione replied.

Ron then pushed his cock into her opening, stretching her, before finally breaking her hymen.

Hermione winced in pain as Ron checked to see if she was bleeding, which she wasn't, he then saw the pain on her face.

'I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I hate that it hurts you, are you going to be all right?' he asked.

'I just need a minute … to get used to you …' she whispered.

Ron began placing kisses to her face, neck and hair until she told him he could move.

Their love-making was slow and tender as pleasure soon replaced pain. Words of love were exchanged in between kisses as whimpers became moans. Hermione told him to go faster, so he did, and as he did, Hermione's moans got louder.

'Faster, harder, please, Ron!' she moaned.

Ron grunted as he complied, hoping he would last long enough for her to climax. More words of love were exchanged between them as Ron made Hermione feel the most exquisite pleasure.

'Oh, God, Ron, I'm so close …' she moaned.

'Yes, Hermione, my Goddess, cum for me …' he said huskily.

'OH … OH, GOD … OH, FUCK … YES, YES … OH, ROOOOONNNNNN!' Hermione screamed as she came hard.

Ron felt Hermione's orgasm as she started to shudder and allow the pleasure to wash over her before he climaxed with a cry of her name to the heavens. He then fell into her embrace and they held each other in place as they recovered.

'Am I crushing you?' he asked.

'No, I like it,' she told him and to emphasise her words she wrapped her legs around his waist to hold him in place.

After a few minutes, Ron raised himself up on his elbows to look Hermione in the eyes. She gave him another sexy smile before he lowered his lips to hers.

'That was wonderful, Ron,' she said.

'No regrets, then?' he asked.

'None whatsoever, my love,' she replied.

'Wanna go again?' he asked.

'God, yes,' she replied and then she unwrapped her legs from around his waist, flipped them over so she was on top, before having another go …