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Hermione And Ron

Just what were Ron and Hermione busy with…? Each other. It happened the first night they arrived at headquarters.

The first problem was that the two of them had been confined to the same room. There was, for the time being, a shortage of space. Mrs. Weasley felt that Ron was the only of her sons that she could trust alone with Hermione. Yet in the first night they had already broken her trust.

"So Hermione," Ron asked casually. "Do you remember last summer? You said you weren't ready yet. Are you ready now?"

"I think I might be. Let's try it and see what happens." She pulled him into a kiss that became passionate almost at once. Ron seized the back of her head as he slid his tongue in her mouth. He ran his fingers through that bushy hair and then began massaging her back; pulling her closer as he did so. Her hands, in turn, began quickly gliding down the buttons of his shirt. As he reached the bottom of Hermione's shirt, he lifted it up and over her head; breaking the kiss temporarily.

"Oh Ron," Hermione moaned in that broken moment. "I love you."

"Ron responded by resuming the kiss on her neck. She moaned and shuddered as his tongue trailed over her flesh. He moved even further down to her breasts. Though they hadn't really grown much since third year, they were still quite beautiful. He ran his tongue over her hard pink buds for several minutes.

Hermione finished with Ron's shirt and slid it off of his shoulders. Her hands now moved to Ron's pants. She rubbed at the bulge in the front before going for the button and zipper. His hands went for the zipper in the back of Hermione's skirt. It fell to the floor, leaving Hermione exposed to him. She made quick work of his pants and boxers and then climbed into the bed; leaving her legs spread open for him. He climbed in too and poised himself for penetration.

"Now Hermione, this might hurt a bit."

"No it won't," she stated simply.

"What?!"

"I'm, not really a-a virgin."

"What?! Who with?!"

"I-I was raped. I don't wanna go into the details."

"Oh – erm – all right then. If it won't hurt –" He plunged into her folds and began rapidly thrusting. He was in for only five minutes when he came. "Oh God Hermione," was all he said and then pulled out and coated the outside of Hermione's area inn his cum.

"Ron!" Hermione shouted. "What'd you do that for?"

"Do what?"

"Pull out?"

"So you wouldn't get pregnant," Ron said, very confusedly.

"There are charms for that. Now you got cum all over me."

"Gosh, I'm sorry, I –"

"Well hey," Hermione softened her tone. "It's done now."

"Oh well – yeah I guess it is." Ron began redressing himself.

Hermione had not expected this. Surely he wasn't so thick as to not know women had orgasms too. What was he trying to pull? Yet all she did was watch as he finished dressing and went downstairs for dinner.