The Lord The Lady and The Land

Chapter 15

The morning dragged on and on as Hermione went to her classes.
She drank down the giggle juice with a purpose, to beat the tickling sensation and learn to concentrate on healing the sick.

She glanced at the schedule for the coaches on her way to her apartment. It would be hours before she would be home and be able to go to Harry.

She thought, 'A broom is much faster and I could leave when ever I wanted.'

Hermione went to her apartment and was looking in her jewelry box when Victoria knocked at the door and came in.

“What are you doing?”
“Trying to see if I have any thing I can sell to buy a broom,” Hermione said.
“ Why buy a broom?”
“I have to see Harry. The coach is too slow.”
“ You can borrow one of mine, if you want.”
“Can I, oh thank you. How can I repay you?”
“Introduce me to Victor Krum. I'm tired Sir James cold hands.”
“Perhaps!”
“Then come to my room and I'll give it to you.”
The two schoolgirls raced to Victoria's apartment.
Victoria handed the broom to Hermione and asked.
“Why are you in such a hurry, what news have you got to tell him?”

Hermione opened her mouth to tell her but then said,
“ I fear it may bring me bad luck if I were to tell you.” she said mournfully.

“ Then don't tell me, I don't want to be blamed for bad luck.”

The girls hugged each other and Hermione went back to her apartment.

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Hermione looked around, she didn't have time to pack she just wanted to get to Harry and tell him the good news. She put on her warm cloak, scarf and mittens and went to the roof. Getting her bearings, she lifted off the top of the building. It was cold, Hermione covered her face with the scarf but her legs got numb.
It took her two hours to get to the Potter Estate. She landed just on the road in front of the mansion.

The sun was close to setting and the mansion had the lights lit in the rooms.

Hermione walked up the stairs her heart beating with such excitement, each step she took, catapulted her up the stairs.

She set the broom down and before she could knock, Maggie came around the house with flowers calling out,
“Hermione is that you?”

“Maggie, so good to see you.” Hermione said and hugged the women.

“Is something wrong child” Maggie asked with a concern tone,
“we did not get any word that you were coming,” taking hold of Hermione's hands.

Hermione started to speak but began to laugh and cry at the same time too,
“Maggie, I have such news to tell you.” she said with a huge smile tears racing down her face.

The woman looked at Hermione with curiously,
“What news?..”
“ I've healed. There's a good chance I can bare a child now.”
“ A miracle!” The old woman said clapping her hands together and then she gave Hermione a huge hug.

“ His lordship, where is he?” Hermione asked.
“Oh he is in with his uncle and aunt. They brought a friend with…” Maggie said as she open the front door.

Hermione took a few steps into the entrance hall and saw Harry bowing, kissing a very pretty young lady's hand in the far end of the room. Her heart sank and ached as she saw it was the same lady from the papers.
‘Why did she not send a note first? Was she too late. Did he propose?” she wondered. She couldn't watch anymore, she turned to Maggie, “Why didn't you tell me?” Hermione whispered.

“HERMIONE!” Harry called out.
Hermione looked to see Lord Harry rushing toward her, his cloak falling to the floor.
“ My Lord.” she said fighting back tears while slowly curtseying
“ I apologize for not sending notice but I had news to tell ....”
she didn't get to finish what she was saying.

Harry pulled her up, out of her bowing position and against him.
His mouth covered hers in a wanton kiss. His hands untied her cloak and his fingers began to undo his tie, vest and shirt. Her hands rested on his shoulders not knowing what else to do.

His uncle and aunt started yelling at Harry to stop such crude behavior but Harry just kept kissing Hermione; she felt him moving her.

Maggie started shouting as well,
“ You wild boy, stop this, stop this at once.”

Hermione felt Harry move erratically as the kiss broke.
Maggie was hitting and slapping furiously at Harry as he pushed Hermione into the mudroom and locked the door behind them.

There was a huge pile of clean blankets and sheets on the floor.
Harry took off the rest of his clothes as Hermione stood there puzzled.

He then started pulling off her clothes, raising her hand she slowed him down,
“Harry is that not your fiancée out there?”
“No.” he said simply shaking his head, taking off her chemise.

Then Harry took Hermione's hand and kissed the palm making her shiver. He looked at her and kissed it again harder, making a ripple go through her. Glansing at her, Harry scrapped his teeth across her palm. Hermione’s eyes closed slightly, but her eyes rolled back in her head; and she fell back as a wave went crashing through her, and she let out a gasp.
Hermione found herself on the pile of fluffy sheets and blankets. . He smiled at her and brushed the few stands of hair out of her face,
“ You've made me the happiest man alive,'' he lean down and started kissing her lips.

His body covered hers, Harry's hands caressed and pulled her closer to him.
It took a minute for Hermione to understand what he was talking about. She had come to him with no note, letter or warning announcing her arrival. A surprise visit was something that they had not been able to do and was the sign that she accepted his proposal of marriage.

Hermione closed her eyes as he entered her. My god he was hard and some how bigger she thought to herself. He filled her, her toes curled as she let out weak cry. His skin against hers was wonderful every move he made was sending shock waves through her.

“You do remember your promise don't you?” he asked.

“ I remember.” opening her eyes to look at him.

“Good.”

He kissed Hermione's neck as she heard the group just out side the door yelling.

The pile tilted and Hermione’s head slid down making her hips higher. Harry took advantage of the position and plunged in to her, deeply, pumping her like a mad man. Until the pile shifted again, rolling Harry down on to the floor with Hermione landing on top. They laughed starting their rhythm again. Harry sat up and kissed her,
“ I love you.”

Hermione stroked his cheek and said,
“ I love you too.”

“We have to start making lists of guests, food, music and” kissing her again, “ where to honeymoon.”

Hermione felt a sense of dread suddenly coming upon her,
“ We have time Harry. Let’s make sure I can get pregnant first. It might take some time to get there.”

“Well, I’m willing to try, try, try again,” he teased rolling her on to her back. Harry drove himself into her again, and again moaning loudly.

The tension in Hermione’s body grew so intense that when Harry gave her her release, Hermione cried out loudly, digging her fingers in to his back and fainted away.

She open her eyes to Harry’s eye inches away from her, he smiled,
“Glad your back. I’m sure Sirius and my uncle believed I have murdered you,” kissing her softly on her forehead.

She smiled as she blushed.

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Harry listened at the door to see if any one was still around, hearing nothing they dressed and headed for Harry’s bedroom.

Harry opened the door and was about to throw Hermione on the bed when they saw Sirius sitting on the bed.

The two lovers got a long lecture on propriety and modesty from Sirius and he left in a huff.

“He was really angry.” Hermione remarked.

“Yeah, but he calm down in a while. I think if my uncle wasn’t here he would have laughed it off,” Harry commented.

There was a loud knock on the door, and Maggie peeked in,
“ You two dressed? It’s dinnertime. You two better stop taking off your clothes in other places than your bedroom from now on.”

“And if I don’t? This is MY home I can act…”Harry was saying when Maggie interrupted,

“ You will act like a gentleman for Hermione’s sake if she is going to be your wife, you have to act dignified. Pulling her into the mudroom, treating her like a hussy,Well … I never!” Maggie scolded him giving Harry his tie vest and coat.

Hermione wasn’t sure if she should say anything to defend Harry,
“Well Harry was happy to hear that I had healed and wanted…. to….celebrate..” she said as she tried not to laugh. She looked at Harry who’s mouth was twitching, his lips pressed together, softly trying not to laugh.

Hermione then glanced at Maggie who was also trying not to laugh out loud.

“Well it’s time for dinner,” Maggie finally said,chuckeling softly.

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They all sat down at dinner, Harry’s uncle and aunt, Sirius, and
Lady Mary, but no one spoke for a while, until Harry’s uncle slammed down his mug and shouted,
“Your display earlier was unforgivable. We found a fine match for you and you had to ruin it with this trollop.”

“Trollop?” Hermione spat out.
“Yes, trollop” Uncle Vernon retorted squinting at her.

Harry stood up and slamming his mug down, hard on the table to get their attention,
“ How dare you. She’d be my wife by the old law. You apologize to her, now.” Harry said very slowing reaching for his wand, but Hermione’s hand stopped him.

There was a soft sound coming from the other end of the table,
“Excuse me.” Lady Mary said again a little louder,
“but it’s clear that these two people are in love Mr. Dursley. I heard their story months ago and though it was just a story, His lordship doesn’t need a noble blood wife. His actions,”she looked at Harry and raised her eyebrows questionably,
“except for earlier today, make him noble. He’s taking care of his people and his lands. No one has gone hungry this winter and all of the homes are warm and dry thanks to his lordship,” she said to Vernon.

Mary turned to Hermione and said.
“I understand that congratulations are in order? You have healed and are now able to bare children?”

“ Yes.” Hermione replied shyly.

“Well, I think our dinners are getting cold.” Mary commented and she sat down, waiting for Harry to start eating again.

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After dinner, Harry and Hermione walked Lady Mary to her carriage. She smiled at Hermione, leaned over for a hug and whispered,
“It’s rare to find a good man; it’s rarer to find a man who would willingly
jeopardize his family name for a girl. I wish I could find such a man, noble or common.”

Harry bowed and kissed her hand respectfully,
“Thank you Mary for understanding.. thank you for coming all this way.”

“ It was worth it. Now I know what I’m looking for in a Nobleman and husband, ”she said.
“What is that?” Harry asked.
“ Love. Not money or a large title,” she answered with an enlightened smile on her face.

They watched Lady Mary’s carriage drive away, with a still steaming Uncle Vernon and Harry’s aunt.

Harry and Hermione walked back in to the house.

Harry turned and kissed Hermione on the forehead saying,
“We have a lot to do, guest lists, food, do you think your aunt can help you with that?”

“Yes, I’m sure she will, whether I ask for it or not.”
“Remember it’ll have to be a fairly large wedding, they’ll be the aristocrats, judges and family. We’ll start making a list of people and send it to you at school.”

“Harry do we really need to have a large wedding?” Hermione asked.

“Well, people expect it, they want to go to weddings, it helps families stay together. I hate to say it but it looks good to invite the upper crust of society for future allies, partnerships and friendships; in the ministry and royal court.”

“ But there are so many people I don’t know.” Hermione commented.

“You’ll be meeting them in the next few months at parties,” he wrapped his arms around her waist, “ as my betrothed.”

“ As your betrothed.” Hermione said softly smiling.

They strolled in to the mansion. Harry grabbed a blanket and covered them as they went out onto the balcony and stood looking at the snow covered garden,
“We could hold the wedding ceremony here in the garden.”

Hermione slipped out from the blanket as Harry was talking.
She turned to the wall and started to read the poem softly,
“We will meet again my love and live the life we were denied
In another time, in this place we’ll find each other
and let history be our guide.
Where noble and common blood and germ will be mixed
the charmed couple reunited destiny will be fixed.
Harry who wrote this? ”

Harry turned around,
“My great great, great, great great, grandfather wrote that or something like that. I don’t remember the story that well. He wanted to be with his love but something happened, and he had to marry someone else.” Harry admitted.

He turned back around and looked out into the garden.
“Well what do you think? We can have fairies light the path…
You should look at some dresses from Paris, they have beautiful gowns there all the women are raving about them.”

Hermione walked next to Harry took his hand and slipped it in to her cleavage, letting Harry know she wasn’t in the mood for talking about a wedding. She wanted him. Was it because she missed him? or was it the fact that she could now have his child and that stirred her?

Harry turned as his fingers felt her smooth soft flesh.
He kissed her and said laughing,
“ I guess that can wait.”

“Show me how much you love me Harry,” she said provocatively.

He kissed her, holding her face in his hands,
“God what are we doing out here?” and they somehow stumbled through the door, kissing each other until they reached a spare bedroom. They helped each other undress quickly.

Harry smiled and pulled her into an embrace, as he kissed her and said,
“We can go to Paris for a honeymoon. A few weeks there and .. we can start ..” he placed Hermione’s hand on his very hard penis,
“ trying for a child, if not before,” and he kissed her again. He sighed,
“Or now,” and kissing her again making them fall on to the bed.

"Can't get pregnant now, Madame Pomfrey has been slipping me a potion in my tea." Hermione admitted.

Harry moan disappointedly.

Harry lifted Hermione’s leg up on to his shoulder and slid inside her,
“God I love you.”
Hermione moaned, feeling Harry pushing himself inside her. He was so hard and big like earlier, but not so rushed. Hermione looked at him, his eyes were closed as he plunged in again, enjoying the sensation rippling through his body, and then the rippling sensation
hit her. They fit so well together. She craved his touch, more and more. Hermione wanted him to be all over her, in back, in front and especially inside her. ‘He’s bewitched me,’ she thought to her self and she smiled.

Harry drove himself deep inside her, driving Hermione to climax. Hermione moaned, wanting to come; but Harry took his time savoring every movement and every cry Hermione let out until neither could wait and then he came, bringing Hermione with him.

They laid entwined, panting. Hermione said as she fell asleep,
“ We have to tell my father and aunt that I can get pregnant now.”

With that Harry replied,
“Tomorrow, we’ll tell them tomorrow.”