Cats Away...the Mice will Play
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,135
Reviews:
28
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Hermione
Standard Disclaimer: Don\'t own any part of Harry Potter or it\'s characters. J.K. Rowling\'s has that supreme honor.
*Denotes personal thoughts
Cats Away..the Mice will Play by Yawning
~Hermione~
*I was wife, mother and a talented Potions master at Hogwarts all in one. My life was perfect. Absolutely perfect. I had survived the Great War. Harry had utterly defeated Voldemort in our seventh year. The prophecy was finally filled. I had helped find a counter spell to fight against the Avada Kedavra, a spell used to protect my best friend Harry and helped defeat the greatest dark wizard in the world. And one of my best decisions out of life was marrying my soul mate Ron Weasley. Hermione Granger-Weasley. I still get a kick out of saying that even after seven years of marriage and one child, my adorable five month old daughter, Gennifer.*
Life was good. Still...
\"Hermione.\" a deep voice rang out. Looking behind herself as she stood in front of her bedroom mirror, Ron stood in the doorway. Tall, red haired and gorgeous. And shirtless with just his navy blue pajama bottoms and the noticeable erection poking through his pants.
Hermione couldn\'t breathe. The heated, lustful loom in his eyes left her wanting and needy. Their gazes locked. She ran her hand through her now waist length curly, ever so slightly, bushy mane. No matter how much she hated her hair, she knew he loved it. His body shook as he stalked into the room. She felt his eyes sweeping down her body. Her thigh length lingerie of pale pink clung to her like second skin. From the look in his eye, she knew she would be out shopping for a new on soon.
\"You drive me mad, Mione\" he growled. \"But then you know this. Take off the gown.\"
Her gaze fell from his hot eyes to his flat belly and his bulging sex. \"No. Maybe I don\'t want to tonight.\" she teased.
He stared her down, his muscular chest rising and falling rapidly. \"Mione, you\'re asking for it. Keep it up and you\'re going to get it.\" he said thickly.
\"You promise?\" she said softly and boldly stepped forward to touch his hard stomach. At her touch he jerked and hissed. They both stared down at her tiny hand resting so close to his straining manhood. The sight was just too much for them both. Pulling her close, he caught her up in his arms, kissing her wildly, carrying her to the bed. Throwing her down, he pressed on top of her, slipping between her legs and grabbing a fist full of her hair as he overtook her mouth. Their mouths nipped and dueled for supremacy.
Moaning in pleasure, she fiercely held on to his back with her right hand, before reaching down inside his pajama bottoms to stroke his thick length, hard and fast. Hot and sticky, he easily slid in her grasp. Out of his mind with lust, he thrust mindlessly in her palm.
\"Hermione, Merlin!\" he cried arching his back. The heat from their bodies was making him delirious with need for her. He pressed into her, tossing up her gown, tearing away her delicate satin panties. Tossing them aside like trash, he stared down at her flushed face and body.
\"You\'re beautiful.\" he whispered in reverence, bringing a tear to her eye. He bent down and they shared a kiss full of love and understanding. It was slow and leisurely, yet it brought a flood of desire in its wake. At the feel of his fingers against her wetness, Hermione gasped. He stroked over her wet mound, teasing her clit with his thumb while he took a nipple in his mouth. Suckling softly like a baeforefore adding pressure, he paid close attention to his lovers movements. Writhing wildly, he knew she was close to completion and he wanted to be there to join her.
He guided himself in her slowly, inch by inch until he couldn\'t go any further. They groaned in unison at the tight feel of their joining. Starting slowly, they moved together as they established a mutual rhythm. That quickly changed as he suddenly plunged savagely into over and over again and she met him stroke for stroke. Sweat glistening off them, their eyes met and held as pleasure upon pleasure reined down on them. Digging her nails in his back, Hermione arched as he suddenly gripped the headboard, pumping endlessly as he came. And through the haze of ecstacy, she yelled out his name as she joined him.
Breathless the couple laid on the bed, panting and very sweaty. Hermione caressed his shoulders as he rested his head on her breasts.
\"That was wonderful.\" she sighed happily.
Lifting his head, Ron\'s crimson face shimmered and changed. Red hair and baby blue eyes shifted into sleek blond hair, cold gray eyes and a pointed, pale face.
\"Yes. It was.\" \'Ron\' said, with a devilish smirk. \"You naughty girl.\"
**************
*Why do I act the way I do? Why cheat when I love my husband? Hell if I know.*
\"So when will the prat be back?\"
\"Tuesday. That gives us two more days before you have to go back home.\" Hermione said, sighing as Draco Malfoy nuzzled her throat, while his right hand swept down to caress her breasts. Her moan of pleasure excited him further and he felt his loins tightening in response.
\"Hm. Well, I guess we better make the most of it.\" Draco smirked. He should be exhausted from their vigorous love making, but found he never could get enough of her. Laying in her bed, the bed she shared with the red haired Weasel, gave it an added element of pleasure.
\"I\'ll make a larger batch of Polyjuice potion for you when you return.\" she whispered, nipping at his bottom lip as he kissed her. With a groan he pressed her back beneath him and rocked against her hips.
\"Good. Now who do you want me to be next time I come visit?\" he questioned hoarsely. Their mutual humping making them both flushed and aroused again.
\"I need to think on it. Maybe Harry?\" Hermione replied, before arching her back at the particularly erotic motion of Draco\'s penis rubbing against her clit.
\"Potter?!\" he exclaimed, slightly outraged and very jealous. It was bad enough he had to share her with her idiot husband-but bloody Potter!
\"I\'m joking. Now shut up and get back to business. Oh, and remember to put up a silencing spell. I don\'t want to wake the baby.\" Hermione said with a wicked smile.
On to the next chapter~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*Denotes personal thoughts
Cats Away..the Mice will Play by Yawning
~Hermione~
*I was wife, mother and a talented Potions master at Hogwarts all in one. My life was perfect. Absolutely perfect. I had survived the Great War. Harry had utterly defeated Voldemort in our seventh year. The prophecy was finally filled. I had helped find a counter spell to fight against the Avada Kedavra, a spell used to protect my best friend Harry and helped defeat the greatest dark wizard in the world. And one of my best decisions out of life was marrying my soul mate Ron Weasley. Hermione Granger-Weasley. I still get a kick out of saying that even after seven years of marriage and one child, my adorable five month old daughter, Gennifer.*
Life was good. Still...
\"Hermione.\" a deep voice rang out. Looking behind herself as she stood in front of her bedroom mirror, Ron stood in the doorway. Tall, red haired and gorgeous. And shirtless with just his navy blue pajama bottoms and the noticeable erection poking through his pants.
Hermione couldn\'t breathe. The heated, lustful loom in his eyes left her wanting and needy. Their gazes locked. She ran her hand through her now waist length curly, ever so slightly, bushy mane. No matter how much she hated her hair, she knew he loved it. His body shook as he stalked into the room. She felt his eyes sweeping down her body. Her thigh length lingerie of pale pink clung to her like second skin. From the look in his eye, she knew she would be out shopping for a new on soon.
\"You drive me mad, Mione\" he growled. \"But then you know this. Take off the gown.\"
Her gaze fell from his hot eyes to his flat belly and his bulging sex. \"No. Maybe I don\'t want to tonight.\" she teased.
He stared her down, his muscular chest rising and falling rapidly. \"Mione, you\'re asking for it. Keep it up and you\'re going to get it.\" he said thickly.
\"You promise?\" she said softly and boldly stepped forward to touch his hard stomach. At her touch he jerked and hissed. They both stared down at her tiny hand resting so close to his straining manhood. The sight was just too much for them both. Pulling her close, he caught her up in his arms, kissing her wildly, carrying her to the bed. Throwing her down, he pressed on top of her, slipping between her legs and grabbing a fist full of her hair as he overtook her mouth. Their mouths nipped and dueled for supremacy.
Moaning in pleasure, she fiercely held on to his back with her right hand, before reaching down inside his pajama bottoms to stroke his thick length, hard and fast. Hot and sticky, he easily slid in her grasp. Out of his mind with lust, he thrust mindlessly in her palm.
\"Hermione, Merlin!\" he cried arching his back. The heat from their bodies was making him delirious with need for her. He pressed into her, tossing up her gown, tearing away her delicate satin panties. Tossing them aside like trash, he stared down at her flushed face and body.
\"You\'re beautiful.\" he whispered in reverence, bringing a tear to her eye. He bent down and they shared a kiss full of love and understanding. It was slow and leisurely, yet it brought a flood of desire in its wake. At the feel of his fingers against her wetness, Hermione gasped. He stroked over her wet mound, teasing her clit with his thumb while he took a nipple in his mouth. Suckling softly like a baeforefore adding pressure, he paid close attention to his lovers movements. Writhing wildly, he knew she was close to completion and he wanted to be there to join her.
He guided himself in her slowly, inch by inch until he couldn\'t go any further. They groaned in unison at the tight feel of their joining. Starting slowly, they moved together as they established a mutual rhythm. That quickly changed as he suddenly plunged savagely into over and over again and she met him stroke for stroke. Sweat glistening off them, their eyes met and held as pleasure upon pleasure reined down on them. Digging her nails in his back, Hermione arched as he suddenly gripped the headboard, pumping endlessly as he came. And through the haze of ecstacy, she yelled out his name as she joined him.
Breathless the couple laid on the bed, panting and very sweaty. Hermione caressed his shoulders as he rested his head on her breasts.
\"That was wonderful.\" she sighed happily.
Lifting his head, Ron\'s crimson face shimmered and changed. Red hair and baby blue eyes shifted into sleek blond hair, cold gray eyes and a pointed, pale face.
\"Yes. It was.\" \'Ron\' said, with a devilish smirk. \"You naughty girl.\"
**************
*Why do I act the way I do? Why cheat when I love my husband? Hell if I know.*
\"So when will the prat be back?\"
\"Tuesday. That gives us two more days before you have to go back home.\" Hermione said, sighing as Draco Malfoy nuzzled her throat, while his right hand swept down to caress her breasts. Her moan of pleasure excited him further and he felt his loins tightening in response.
\"Hm. Well, I guess we better make the most of it.\" Draco smirked. He should be exhausted from their vigorous love making, but found he never could get enough of her. Laying in her bed, the bed she shared with the red haired Weasel, gave it an added element of pleasure.
\"I\'ll make a larger batch of Polyjuice potion for you when you return.\" she whispered, nipping at his bottom lip as he kissed her. With a groan he pressed her back beneath him and rocked against her hips.
\"Good. Now who do you want me to be next time I come visit?\" he questioned hoarsely. Their mutual humping making them both flushed and aroused again.
\"I need to think on it. Maybe Harry?\" Hermione replied, before arching her back at the particularly erotic motion of Draco\'s penis rubbing against her clit.
\"Potter?!\" he exclaimed, slightly outraged and very jealous. It was bad enough he had to share her with her idiot husband-but bloody Potter!
\"I\'m joking. Now shut up and get back to business. Oh, and remember to put up a silencing spell. I don\'t want to wake the baby.\" Hermione said with a wicked smile.
On to the next chapter~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~