The Lord The Lady and The Land

Chapter 10 Party


The door of the carriage closed and they were off.
Hermoine turned to Harry and asked, “ Well,my lord, where are we going tonight?”
“To a party. The Duke of Belshire, John Wilson is having a party to celebrate the good breeding season his horses had, all of his broodmares had beautiful foals. He likes to brag about them. They are beautiful animals but he always wants me to go riding with him. He forgets that I can't ride very well.”

Hermione gave him a smile, “No you can't. You fell off your horse right before we met.”

“ I think I fell harder for you.” Harry said kissing her on the cheek.

As they drove up to the Mansion Harry said,
“ Hermione, I'll introduce you as a student studying to be a healer and potions mistress. You are my guest and a dear friend. As soon as they hear student, they will most likely smile and then not listen to a word you say. I doubt that they will want to talk about injuries or illness.”
“ What shall I talk about?” Hermione asked.
“ Your farm, the weather, or fashions with the ladies. Though they are usually gossiping,” Harry said plainly.

Hermione walked in and the place was beautiful. She was handed a crystal flute of champagne and some kind of cracker/bread with a fruit spread on it.

Harry walked around saying hello to people and introducing Hermione to them. People mainly talked about the horses the weather and a gaggle of ladies were gossiping about who was doing what and who was having an affair with who and where the next party was going to be.

Hermione found herself daydreaming as she watched the guests dancing in the Hall; the music was wonderful, some fast some slow.

Harry was talking to some dignitaries while she watched the dancing.
Some one came up behind her and said,
“Would you like to dance?”
Hermione turned to see it was their host, John Wilson, offering her his hand .

She looked over at Harry who was watching her looked concerned.
Before she answer he had her hand and they were walking on to the dance floor.
He was about her father's age, only shorter and grayer in his hair,
“Is his lordship watching us?” he asked.
Hermione glanced over at Harry who looked like he was trying to excuse himself.

The Duke and Hermione waltzed around the floor. He was an excellent dancer and was a having a wonderful time. When the music stopped the Duke bowed and Hermione curtsied.

Before she knew it, the Duke handed Hermione off to another partner. Much to her surprise, she was handed over to Viktor Krum.
The music began and Hermione was moving to an old folk dance.
She looked around for Harry who was watching for her, where she had just been, next to the Duke.
“Hermione, how are you? How were your exams? Did you pass them?” Viktor asked.
“I'm doing well. Yes, I passed them. But the teachers are always quizzing us now.” Hermione commented.
“Who are you here with?” Viktor posed.
“Lord Harry Potter, he brought me.” She said nonchalantly.
“ You've known him for a while?”
“Yes. We met about eight months after he fell off his horse and I saw to his scraps and cuts,” she laughed.

Viktor sees Harry watching them dance,
“ He keeps watching you.”
“It's my first time at a party in London. He just is looking out for me.” Hermione said, “ and he is my escort.”

“Perhaps I will have the honor of escorting you to your next party?” Viktor suggested.

“Viktor I don't know. ..” the music was stopped and they bowed and curtsied to each other.
Harry was taking Hermione's hand the next moment and guiding her to the dance floor. They played a slow waltz.
“ Enjoying yourself?” Harry asked.
“I'm doing alright,” Hermione replied, “and you?”

“I find it hard not to get jealous when other men are around you, especially when,” he looked into her eyes,
“ They are holding you so tight.”

Hermione let out a small laugh, but Harry kept his serious expression.
“Harry you’ve got nothing to be jealous about,” she said softly as her hand stroked his jawline.

“ I think we should go now.” Harry suggested.
“If you want to, I am getting a little tired with all this dancing,” Hermione said, as they walk off the dance floor.

Harry walked through a few rooms slightly pulling Hermione behind him until he came to the music room. It was empty and there were long drapes covering the windows and walls.

He pulled Hermione behind a pair of drapes,
“ I want you here and now,” He hissed. Harry lips claimed hers his hands roamed over her dress.
Hermione was a bit surprised but obviously aroused,
“Here?” She barely got out of her mouth.

Harry was gathering up her skirts to get them out of the way and the next he was inside her knickers on the floor. She gasped and he gently put his fingers over her lips to quiet her moans. He drove himself in to her several times holding back his own moans. Then they heard the door open on the far side of the room. Both froze. Harry pulled out of Hermione carefully not to move the drapes. Hermione fixed herself.
Harry peeked out and had a distress look on his face.

“What is it?” Hermione whispered.
“More people are coming in they're probably going to play some music in here now”.

Harry grabbed Hermione's hand and they walked around the room behind the drapes until they reached the open door and slipped out of the room just as the concert was about to start.

They went back into the main room and Harry went up to John Wilson and said,
“ It was great seeing you again John, we have to get going.”
“You're leaving so soon, it's still early,” the Duke commented.
Hermione extended her hand,
“It was pleasure meeting you sir.”

“The pleasure was all mine Hermione,” and he kissed her hand. Then he winked at Harry and said, “ It's a bit chilly tonight best keep her warm Harry....” and said even softer, “ or someone else will.”

The couple got into the carriage, stunned at what the Duke said. Hermione noticed Viktor was leaving the party in another carriage.

“Do you think he knows?” Hermione asked.
“Knows what .. that we were in his music room .. making our own kind of music?” Harry said. They both laughed out loud.

“Here, let’s wrap up” Harry said, handing Hermione part of a blanket, ?“ I will keep you warm tonight.” and he leaned over and kissed her.

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Hermione was looking in the mirror, trying to getting undressed when Harry came up behind her and loosened the laces on her dress. His clothes were on the floor already. He pulled the dress down slowly, easing it off her body. He enjoyed undressing her. He always looked amazed at seeing her body.
Her chemise was still on, but that too, he pulled down, bit by bit, kissing her exquisite skin as it was exposed to his eyes. He caressed her back with his finger tips until the slip dropped to the floor. He started kissing and mouthing her neck and stroked her belly, moving down to her mound. She twitched and jerked at his touch, squirming away from him,
“ Harry that tickles,” she whined.

He forcefully pulled her close and pressed his hand firmly on to her belly, the other holding her shoulder, pulling her against him, his teeth grazing her neck sending goose pimples over her skin and a strange wave of excitement roared through her.

Harry spun her around and captured her mouth with his. His tongue teased hers. She drew her tongue away and he went after it but couldn't reach it, to satify his needs so he bit down gently on her bottom lip. That made her laugh and let her guard down and Harry drew her tongue, into his mouth.

Harry bit down on her tongue carefully and slowly drew it out of his mouth as though it was a peppermint stick candy.
The sensation made her tongue tingle and she laughed.
Hermione's mouth was slightly opened and Harry entered it with a kiss. She bit down mimicking what Harry did but she did it a little harder then intended. Harry yelped and she quickly apologized.

He smiled and playfully pushed Hermione back onto the bed. She landed on her back and Harry turned her over saying,
“ I'll teach you to bite me,” and proceed to bite her upturned arse in several places.
Hermione screamed and squealed with laughter,
“No. No. Stop Harry, that tickles.” He stopped biting and began kissing her back and turned her onto her back.

He entered her, sliding himself in to the hilt. Harry gazed into her eyes, smiling mischieviously,
“Does that tickle?” he asked.

Hermione took in a sharp breath and said
“No, but it does feel.. Oh!” she blinked a few times and then her eyes rolled up in her head as the sensation of his penetration overwhelmed her.

He started moving in and out of her body. Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist, and her arms grasped his back and shoulders.

He leaned down to her ear and softly asked,
“How does this feel?”

Hermione could only groan as he asked the question, he pulled her leg over his shoulder and drove deep into her center.

Waves of passion swept through her, over and over as Harry repeatedly penetrated her body until she couldn’t stand it and Hermione moaned for her release.

Harry gladly granted her request as he sped up the rhythm.
“ God . . I love you Hermoine!” he grunted out as he came and then fell to the bed next to her.

“I love you too, that was wonderful.” Hermione panted out, snuggling up to him.

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Hermione’s eyes opened to the sunlight from the enchanted ceiling out in the garden. She rolled over and spooned with Harry's body. She closed her eyes but then opened them when she heard a knock at the front door.

She sat up wondering who it could be. She looked at Harry ' did he order breakfast?'

She slipped her silk nightgown on and a robe. She looked at the dress she wore at the party which was on the chair and the black shoes... she didn't wear.

She heard the knocking again.
“Susanna, oh no the shoes!” she thought .
Hermione ran into the other room and picked up the blue shoes that were at the bedroom doorway.
And started running to the door, hoping Susanna hadn’t been knocking for a long time and hoping the knocking wouldn't wake Harry.

Hermione dropped one of the shoes but kept running to quickly answer the door. She opened the door to the foyer and quickly opened the door to outside without looking and said as she ran back into the apartment,
“ Susanna I'm sorry for not answering the door faster I was still asleep.”

Hermione scooped up the other shoe, ran back to give it to Susanna who had walk in.
To her shock it wasn't Susanna's face she ran into and she let out a grasp of surprise.

A pair of brown eyes were glancing her over.

“Viktor, what are you doing here?” Hermione asked as she closed the robe around her and tied the sash.

“I saw you come in here last night. I went to visit you at the boarding house and your landlady said you had moved. So .. last night .....I ... follow you.” He reached for her hand and Hermione feeling very vulnerable stepped back.

Hermione heard something and turned.
There was Harry wrapping one side of his robe around him so that it was obvious that he was naked underneath. He wrapped the other side around him, while looking at Viktor with a concern and annoying expression, his body showed a defensive stance. Every muscle was flexed and his hand was holding his wand.

“Good morning Viktor.” Harry said politely,
“You’re up early this morning. What can we do for you?” he asked while walking up next to..but half a step in front of Hermione, blocking some of Viktor’s view of her.

Viktor bowed saying, “Good morning my lord. I ...I... was going to ask Hermione if she would join me for breakfast.” as he stared at Harry with a bit of shock and anger.

Hermione could feel the tension growing in the room between the two young men.

Viktor looked at her as though she was a golden snitch and she pulled her robe a little tighter as she felt herself blush.

Harry looked at Hermione touched her cheek and said,
“Why don’t you get something else on H’mione.”


Hermione quickly ran to bedroom and got a dressed and came back out in to the room. Hermione stood next to Harry as he was saying,

“Breakfast. Well .. Eh. We were still asleep so.. This is a bit awkward Viktor. Let me explain something ... YOU, being a very close friend of Hermione's will l expect understand.” Harry took Hermione’s hand in his lovingly and kissed it.

Viktor looked irritated. Hermione felt like a prize bone these two dogs were going to fight over.

“She's had a few rough months losing the baby and becoming a widow. She can't marry for a year.”
Harry looked at Viktor and announced,
“ We are unofficially betrothed. I don't want her name smeared in the public’s eyes or in the papers. And as her friend I'm sure you feel the same,” Harry reached his hand out to Viktor,
“So you will not speak about this to anyone.”

Viktor shook Harry's hand looking defeated,

“ Of course, I will not speak to anyone about this.”

“We must protect the ones we love.” Harry said as he looked at Hermione.

“Yes we must. Well, have a good day my Lord,” Viktor said bowing to Harry.
He turned to Hermione and kissed her hand and said,
“Unofficially betrothed?” just loud enough that only Hermione could hear it.

Viktor left. Harry followed him. Hermione heard Harry greet Susanna and gave her back her shoes then he locked both doors.

Hermione wasn’t sure how she felt about Viktor thinking ‘they were unofficially betrothed.’ and she knew understood why Harry said it.

However she felt like a prize cow, that had just been won and branded.

Harry walked up to Hermione looking guilty,
“ You didn’t look to pleased that I mentioned that we are betrothed.”

“ I know why you did it and it’s not going to stop him from liking me. Made me feel like a prize winning cow that just got branded with a hot iron.”

“ Stung did it?” He asked. “ I heard what he said. He’s not going to tell anyone but he is going away. By the way Hermione, no other men are to enter here, unless I’m here.”

“I didn’t invite him in, I thought it was Susanna, coming for her shoes,” she commented, looking very innocent.

“He was not something I wanted to wake up to. You, however, are worth waking up for.” and he took her in his arms and whispered,
“ I loved it when you came to my estate we made love on the dining room table.” Harry laughed out loud remembering.

Hermione pulled away from his embrace, putting her hand on her hips and complained “Maggie gave me such a awful look.”

Harry looked at Hermione seriously and said,
“When you want to marry, come to me without a note, letter or announcement That will show me you’ve consented to be my wife.”


“Harry even if I could marry you we still have to wait a year, and as it is, I’m still barren. So lets not talk about getting married, some prize cow I am.”

Harry came up to her and kissed her neck,
“Feel like being branded?” He asked her. me without a note, letter or announcement

“ No,” she laughed out.

“But I want to make sure no one else gets any ideas about you,” and Harry pushed her hair out of the way and began sucking on her neck. Raking his teeth over her skin sending waves of passion through herto a point that it was almost painful but she was still climaxing.
He stopped just at the right point and tapped his wand on the spot.

“That should last you for a few days, while I’m not here. I have to go back after breakfast.” He said, “Touch it!”
Hermione felt the spot and her legs gave way as she climaxed and came with a gasp and moan. Harry caught her before she hit the hard floor.


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