Hermione stripped off her clothes and conjured a mirror in the bathroom. She had now fully grown into a woman. She could notice the curves which men love. Her breasts bore slight purplish bite marks from Arthur yesterday. She smiled recollecting how her efforts this summer didn't go to vain.

She had been crushing for him for a while now which took even herself by surprise. She realised that Ron or anyone her age were too silly for her. She needs the love of a matured man . When Molly was instructing everyone to sleep early. Arthur gave a single look and she knew what it meant. She waited for everyone to sleep and tiptoed to the workshop.

Arthur was standing there waiting for her. Before she realised it, she was in her arms and were kissing each other. He cut open her dress in a single spell and the rest just happened. She had her first orgasm and the old dog was good enough for another round immediately and maybe a third if she hadn't rushed back .

She applied some lather to her crotch and took the razor towards that. it was her first time she is shaving her bush although she frequently trims wanted Arthur's tongue to lick them and play with them. She was already getting wet thinking of it.

After an intensive session,she was finally admired how she made it without a single scratch. She got dressed and remembered that Arthur instructed her not to wear any panties. She applied some sleakeazy potion to her hair and she was ready to go.

Hermione went into the hall and her eyes scanned around to find Arthur but he was busy with the guests. He greeted her in a usual way alongwith other bridesmaids but in lightning flash he ran his hands over her buttocks to check if she was going commando as instructed.

That was the only reaction she got all morning. She was however mobbed by the male cousins of Fleur . A granduncle of the bride tried to kiss her lips in the name of greetings. Hermione kept furtively glancing at Arthur every chance she got but he never looked at her even once.

After the wedding,they moved to the tent and then alcohol flowed. People were dancing and singing. The music was on and party was in full merry. Hermione too danced with the boys for sometime. She left sad for Harry being left out posing as a distant relative of Weasleys.

While she was dancing ,her eyes fell on Arthur. This time he looked at her and he didn't show a single emotion. But she understood what he wanted. He then started talking to the next guest and then whispered something in Molly's ear .Her expression showed that something was serious and he darted out of the tent.

Hermione waited for agonizingly few minutes. Her heart wanted to immediately run after him and she was already feeling wet. She looked around and saw Ron trying to balance a sausage on nose trying to amuse the veela cousins of Fleur. She told the boy that she has to powder the nose and slipped silently.

She quickly rushed to Weasleys workshop and opened the door hoping that this was where wanted to meet her. A hand immediately pulled her and closed the door. She could feel a purple flash as Arthur wordlessly casted a spell to lock the door.

They immediately started kissing. It was if they were two star-crossed lovers meeting after a decade of was an urgency involved in their kiss.

Arthur ran his hands on her thighs and pulled her dress up to feel her naked buttocks. Hermione felt so proud that she fulfilled his desire. His hands were cupping her ass as they were kissing passionately.

His hands were already roaming on her upper body. He was searching for her breasts and found them. His palms were full with her heavy breasts and he was massaging them roughly. Hermione moaned loudly and felt an intense pleasure running through her body.

His hands then moved down to her crotch. He was feeling her wetness and then parted her folds. His fingers slid inside her and started searching for her clit. He found it and started rubbing it. Hermione arched her back in response and her hips started moving towards his hand.

Arthur pulled away from the kiss and looked at her. He was breathing heavily and his face was flushed. He then bent down and took one of her nipples into his mouth and started sucking on it. Hermione threw her head back and moaned loudly. His hands were still rubbing her clit and she felt a building pressure in her core.

She reached down and unbuckled his belt. With a practiced motion, she undid his pants and let them fall to the ground. His erect cock sprang free, already leaking pre-cum. She took it in her hand and started stroking it, marveling at its size. Arthur closed his eyes and let out a shuddering breath.

Hermione knelt down in front of him, taking his cock into her mouth. She slowly began to bob her head up and down, her lips sliding up and down the length of his shaft. Arthur's hips bucked forward, pushing deeper into her mouth. He groaned loudly, his hands tangling in her hair.

His cock was thick and hard in her mouth, and she could feel the veins pulsing as he grew closer to release. She increased the pace, her tongue dancing around the underside of his shaft, teasing his sensitive flesh. Arthur's moans grew louder, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

He pulled her up and roughly lifting her hips into the air. He guided his cock to her entrance and thrust powerfully inside her. Hermione cried out, the sensation of being filled by him overwhelming her senses. He started thrusting hard and fast, their hips meeting in a frenzy of motion.

His hands were on her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples as he fucked her. She arched her back, her head thrown back as she moaned with pleasure. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the air, the scent of their sweat and desire thick in the air.

Arthur pulled her down, burying his face in her neck as he continued to thrust. His tongue darted out, tracing the outline of her collarbone before finding her other nipple. He suckled on it roughly, causing her to cry out in ecstasy. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders as he drove deeper inside her, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm.

The sounds of their passion filled the workshop, mingling with the scent of sweat and sex. Arthur's movements became more urgent, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He gripped her hips tightly, guiding her body to meet each thrust. Hermione arched her back, her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt herself about to lose control again.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving marks as she struggled to maintain some sort of purchase on the world. The sensation of being filled by him was overwhelming, and she felt as though she might shatter from the force of it. His cock throbbed inside her, and she could feel his climax building, the thickening of his shaft as he grew closer.

Arthur let out a hoarse cry, his body tense as he thrust one last time, deep into her. His hot seed spilled into her, filling her up as he emptied himself inside her. He collapsed on top of her, his weight pinning her to the floor as they both struggled to catch their breath.

Hermione wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as she reveled in the afterglow of their passionate coupling. The feel of his hard chest against her soft breasts, the weight of his body pressed against hers... it was all so overwhelmingly perfect. She could feel the wetness between her legs, where they were still connected, and the sensation of his softening cock inside her was almost painful in its intensity.

Just as they were recovering from the intense fucking, a lynx patronus appeared through the door, it was Kingsley shacklebolt's.

"The ministry has been compromised, Rufus scrimgeor is dead . The Death Eaters are coming" Kingsley announced with a grave expression. Arthur's heart skipped a beat as he heard the news. He quickly sat up, looking around the workshop in a daze.

Hermione's face paled. "No," she whispered. "It can't be true."

Hermione's face was drained of color, her expression a mixture of disbelief and horror. She struggled to find her voice, her thoughts racing as she tried to comprehend what this meant for them, for the wizarding world.

Arthur felt a similar sense of numbness wash over him. His heart raced, his mind reeling with the implications of Kingsley's words. They were no longer safe here. They needed to get to safety, to find a way to fight back against the darkness that had engulfed their world.

They could hear widespread panic in the wedding tent , there were multiple sounds of death eaters apparating around the manor. Arthur and Hermione quickly disentangle themselves .

Arthur quickly dressed up, Hermione couldn't find her bra but this was bigger than that. So she just wore the red dress back .

Taking the wand, they both kicked open the door and rushed to the wedding rent while the semen trail was slowly flowing down the thighs of Hermione.