"I'm sorry, I know my house look like shit" Pansy said taking all the clothes thrown all around the living room.
"Nah, it's just fine. I don't care" Harry said looking around.
But it is clearly not the case, to be honest it's a mess in there. They both were trying to get something happens between them, but dudley made it so tough to even let them kiss.
So they were at her house now, but it looks like some kind of bachelor house, considering she lives with her mother and her brother.
"Come on, have a seat" She said patting the place beside her on the couch.
"Yeah...Sure" he said and sat awkwardly, few inches away from her.
"I think we took so much time now... we should make it fast. Don't you think?" She said as like there will be no more arguments.
"Um...Yeah, we-..." But he didn't finish the sentence, because before that, pansy lunged at him and started to kiss him fervently.
The kiss didn't look like it was first, maybe she had experience, so he concentrated on her movements and started copying her.
They were kissing so hard, so that he didn't notice one of her hands moving to the front of his pants and started to massage there.
Even though he was clothed, he can still feel her hands on his penis and he gasped into her mouth.
She took one of his arm and put it on her breasts, his eyes widened on the feeling of touching a women for the first time.
She was so solid there, not big but surely not small either, he squeezed there and she softly moaned into his mouth.
Suddenly there was flashes of light at them through her windows and they jumped apart.
Pansy sighed and got up, harry looked like a deer caught in front of a car and followed her.
She stood near the window and looked out, he followed suit.
There was a middle aged women, who looked like an older version of pansy, jumping out of a car and kissed the guy driving the car. The guy looked like one or two years older than him.
He whispered something onto her ears and slapped her backside, she giggled and waved him bye... when he drived away.
Pansy smiled at him tight lipped, her face red from embarrassment.
The lady walked in and froze for a second looking at pansy and him.
"Oh... hey pans... Who is this your boyfriend?". She asked looking him up and down.
"No, he's my friend and don't worry it's none of your fucking business" pansy snapped.
The lady shrugged and walked away to inside the house smirking.
"Uh, that's your...?" Harry asked, thinking it as someone like a house owner.
"My mum" pansy said, closing her eyes...A tear rolled down her cheek.
Harrys eyebrows raised seeing her cry. Since the time he met her, he never saw her cry.
She was always wild, just showing middle fingers and crude gestures to the people who calls her names in the campus.
"Pansy... are you okay?" He asked awkwardly.
"Yeah...I think you have to leave now. What you were here for is done. Now get out" she retorted angrily.
"Y-yeah, sure. Sorry" he said and walked out, leaving a messed up pansy, who turned around to lean on the wall and started crying.
"Really?... Come on, you joking" ron said looking up and down curiously.
"I'm serious...she is the one started, actually she jumped at me and it was...Wow...". Harry said smugly.
"So practically everyone at least did something with the girls now, including Neville" draco said and neville blushed.
"Except, icle ronnikines here..." Dean said sniggering.
"Aw... What happened Hermione doesn't want to kiss you or something?" Draco asked smiling.
"Shove off malfoy" ron said.
"It's not so tough weasley, you feel nervous first yeah, but it will become fun... She will be asking you for some. If you don't trust me, ask gin" draco said smugly.
"Ah, no thanks" ron said with a disgusted expression.
Harry felt something wildly related with anger bubbled inside him.
"Anyway, we don't have time, have to go to the next class... So see you later" neville said and left, followed by dean and Draco.
Harry didn't leave, he just sat there beside ron, where they were at the canteen.
"What... You dont have class?" Ron said him.
"You shouldn't get nervous Ron..." Harry started and was interrupted by Ron.
"Oh...God...Mate, please don't start with another advice, just because you fucking kissed a girl yesterday".
"It's not that you dolt...I think, Hermione likes you".
"Wh-what?" Ron spluttered.
"I said...I think, Hermione likes you" harry said and just got up, not even waiting for a response, just walked to class.
Hermione like me? Ron thought... no way, I'm just Ron... Ronald weasley, who works in a supermarket, poor guy, not studious, not famous.
She is beautiful, brilliant and amazing, why would she like me... harry should be lying just to get me...yeah that's it.
Besides it's not like, I like her anyway. We are just friends... best friends, I don't have that feelings for her.
"Blimey, I'm getting mad... Thanks to you harry" ron said to himself and walked to class, moving the thoughts about hermione to the back of his mind.
"Hermione... Please, you have been staring at me like that for some minutes now" ron said his ears red, looking at only at the chess board at her bed.
"Um... I'm sorry" hermione said quitely and looked away.
She sighed.
She know, she had been staring at him like that, but couldn't really help it.
She didn't want to be like this, she even got a earful from McGonagall after class for being distracted during her lecture.
It is ridiculous, by the way she was being, it looked like they are in love or something. Always thinking of his lips, his eyes, his laugh, his face and that small itching pulsation between her legs and that tingling sensation travel through her spines...she shivered just from thinking that. Maybe she liked him, but it wasn't like he like her anyway. She couldn't even look him in the eye anymore.
She wasn't so pretty, like lavender, so sassy like pansy, she doesn't have blonde hair, she don't have big breasts, well she have a good set of those, but it's can't get compared with lavender...'Ok hermione, just stop it' she chided herself mentally.
She got up from the bed and went to the book shelf in the far left end of the room, to search some book, to distract herself, to avoid there unbearable tension between them.
Ron looked up at her moving towards the books and breathed in relief, he don't want to destroy the friendship he have with her.
Yes, they have to eventually do the...Uh... sex part, he frowned thinking about that. It's not like he doesn't want to do it. He doesn't want to do it with her. Yes, she is beautiful, amazing, attractive...sexy.
But after being with harry and Hermione for some months now, he know they were going to be a part of his lives, so if he did this with her he know he can't avoid doing something stupid and with harry saying that 'I think she likes you ron' he is sure as hell It's going to be hard to keep all my emotions at check. Of course I don't love her... she is my best friend.
He heard a thud and looked where the sound was coming from.
Hermione was kneeling before the book shelf. A rack broke and the books have fallen down, it seemed big, like it could be used more for arm lifting.
He was there, the next second, starting picking up the books, kneeling beside her.
"Seriously hermione, did you really think that poor old wood rack, could carry this books... It will cry for sure, if had a mouth of it's own".
She scoffed "Oh, honestly, it's not that much wait, you know. That's the reason they made are for. It's just a book, which contains so much information with pictures explaining..." She stopped mid sentence and felt her face heat up.
During the process of picking up the books, they unconsciously now came closer to each other, her and his face are so close. She could practically feel his breath on her face and a the warmth, his warm because he is so near, it's so intoxicating, he smelled so nice. She could just tilte her head and move forward, just a few inches.
Before she could even think about what to do next... Ron's lips were on hers, ravaging her mouth, sucking her lower lip between his, with so much want, so passionate and it took nearly a minute for her to realise she is kissing him back with the same force and enthusiasm.
She wrapped her hands around his neck, just as his were around her waist, closing the distance between them, pulling him as much closer as she could.
A warmth filled her stomach, the pulsating she had been feeling between her legs, whenever she thinks of him increasing so very much.
Her heart raced, she shivered, but this is not enough, she wants more, so she did the one thing to quench her thirst for him, to deepen the kiss.
She delved into his mouth and started to massage his tongue with hers, making herself moan at bliss from the simple contact.
Ron groaned, he is at high euphoria... the feel of her in his arms and her arms around his neck, the intimate contact between there tongues, it felt so... so good. Maybe it's your first kiss? Yeah... Definitely. He thought to himself.
Her mind was so fuzzy clouded with lust, arousal sparking within her and a strange, uncomfortable feeling making it's way up, which she never experienced before in her life.
Ron suddenly lifted her by her waist, pinned her to the wall with force and simply started groping her hips and stroked her bare thighs which was already exposed by the small pants she was wearing, it sent shiver all through her.
Without realising "We're are doing this for just study purpose?" She asked out loud and it was more of a question rather than a statement.
"Totally" ron moaned, kissing her neck.
They are both are already so into it, they both don't understand what the other or themselves are saying for that matter.
"So we are just studying" she told.
"Yeah, we are just studying, that is kissing, it's not like we are having..." Before ron could speak more she grabbed his head and forced his mouth onto hers.
After few more minutes, for able to get the breathing properly, they moved away.
Ron swallowed, Oh shit. I kissed her...merlin. He have to get away from here, if it starts again, he know he wouldn't just stop with kissing, 'Lets get home, you always have your hand don't. Fortunately for him, it was already late to get home.
"Um... Hermione. I think, I have to go home now. It's super late don't you think" he said, pointing to the wall clock.
He saw her face fell for a moment, before a fake smile forced it's way into her face "Oh, Y-yeah, of course" 'He didn't liked it. He doesn't wanna kiss me. Oh don't be stupid, he has a valid point, it's getting late. He didn't want our parents to get suspicious' she nodded, a way of goodbye.
He walked over to the door and before closing it behind him "Don't take it wrong Hermione. I did like what we did. I'm only leaving because it's too late" he said, his face an interesting shade of red and closed the door.
Hermione's suspicions proved to be wrong and she jumped to the bed, beaming like mad, whatever the reason even she don't know, but she felt happy. That night she slept soon, with the smile etched onto her face, with a thousand butterflies fluttering in her stomach.