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The Room on Requirement
Ron looked down at Hermione during their walk to the Room of Requirement, saddened by the fact he would never be able to marry her, love her, have wonderful children with her. Why did it seem so possible that they could have had that? Why was their happiness being stomped on by the Ministry? He had warned the others about a month ago of rumors floating around, all heard straight from his father. While they had all been scared, none of them had really thought the law would be passed. The Wizarding world is scared. Scared of the low population in Britain after the war, scared of another Dark Lord rising, just scared of everything it seemed. Well he was not scared, no, he was more along the lines of angry, betrayed, and restless. He knew Hermione felt the same way, but she was acting strong. His wonderful, beautiful Hermione, always thinking of others. Before he continued his thoughts they rounded the corner and bumped into someone he just didn\'t want to see.
"What are you doing out this late past curfew?!" Ron all but demanded. Draco just looked from him to Hermione and their locked hands. He glanced over to Pansy, with whom he was headed to the Room of Requirement with. She was looking at Granger with disdain and disgust.
"Not that it\'s any of your business Weasley, but we are headed back to dungeons. By all means is that alright with you?" Draco sneered slightly. He knew better than to tell them where he was really headed, they would tell McGonnagal so fast his head would spin. Pansy was looking at him distraughtly.
Hermione so far was remaining passive and said softly but firmly "We are Head Boy and Girl so technically it IS our business. Now please take to your Common room before we have to deduct points from Slytherin."
Pansy looked aghast and ready to start shrieking, but before she could open her mouth Draco responds "No need. Please, were leaving right now." And then they honestly began to take off towards the dungeons.
Ron look scandalized. "I can\'t believe he just said please AND left! Miracles really can happen!" Hermione just giggled and practically dragged Ron the rest of the way. Hermione then paced in front of the portrait three times just trying to visualize a place to relax and maybe get some shut eye. Once the door had formed and they stepped inside Ron seemed a little flabbergasted. It was a cozy room with a nice fireplace off to one side, and a beautiful cream colored couch facing the fire. Just a little off to the left was a bed with big red comforters and pillows, candles alight on some tables, and oddly enough a bookshelf. Of course Hermione would think of a bookshelf at a time like this. But upon inspecting closer, Ron noticed the books were about *gulp* making love? His heartbeat was fluttering slightly and his mouth had suddenly gone dry.
"Hermione, um, we.. why did you pick this um, area?"
Hermione took off her outer robe and sat on the edge of the bed. "Ron, I know this is a bit forward, and you know I would never, ever, do something like this without thinking it through but.... I want you to be my first. Before this law ruins everything." She now had tears glittering her eyes. "I know this is unexpected, and really if you don\'t want to we don\'t have to but I just don\'t think I have the heart to give it to someone who won\'t appreciate it as much as you do. Besides, it could be like practice right? We have one week before we meet our betrothed, only one single week before we have to give each other up for someone else. I\'m going to miss you so much." By the end of her slightly short speech silent tears were streaking down her face, and honestly Ron himself had a hard time not crying.
Instead of answering, Ron approached the bed, leaning down her took her into one of the most satisfying kisses he\'s ever had. Slow and languid, yet full of passion.
Hermione leaned back on the bed, slowly scooting up until they were in the middle of the bed. She reached back to pull off his Quidditch shirt, she had forgotten he was still in his uniform, continued to pull it off completely and ran her hands slowly up and down his back. She could feel her heart thudding in her chest, or was that his chest? She didn\'t know but it honestly didn\'t matter in that moment. He leaned up onto his knee\'s and slowly pulled off Hermione\'s shirts, her hair getting tangle for only a second in a button. Hermione giggled slightly at that. Well, we are still new and clumsy she thought. Ron went back to kissing her, now with a little more fervor, but instead of him, Hermione was the one to reach back to unclasp her bra and throw it to the side. Blushing slightly she let her hands fall away from her breasts. Ron looked down a little pink in the face, but the evidence of his happiness was pressed against her thigh.
With as trembling hand he touched it, softly, caressing it. He touched the bud and Hermione gasped slightly. "Ron can you um, do that with your mouth?" She used in a thick voice. They had had the heavy petting during the summer, so this was something new and exciting. He leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth. Rolled it on his tongue and even nibbled a little. Hermione\'s hand tightened into his hair and her face was screwed up in pleasure. It was like lightening was shooting throughout her body. He moved to the other nipple and continued his ministrations. While he was doing that, Hermione\'s hands were creeping. She unbuttoned his pants and lightly unzipped his pants. She hooked her fingers in his waistband and starting pulling his uniformed pants down. He seemed to get the point and lifted up his body, kicking the excess pants and his shoes off. He took the cue and unzipped Hermione\'s skirt, slowly sliding it down her legs, then realized her shoes were still on also. Smiling, with red ears, he untied her shoes and pulled them off, one by one, and slid her knee socks off as well.
Here she was, just in her knickers. Ron only wearing his boxers, which she noted, had little flying broomsticks on it. She tentatively reached out a hand and slid it under his boxers, softly touching his erect manhood. He groaned deeply, as if spurring her on, she gripped it tightly in her hand and starting pumping it up and down, and up and down, and "Oh my god! You have got to stop, please." Ron said in a voice so deep she didn\'t even realize it could be that low.....and sexy. So she pushed his boxers to his ankles. While he kissed her with so much passion she felt dizzy from it. Dizzy from her heart beating so fast. He pulled her panties down, took his pointer and index finger and starting making slow circles on her little nub. "Ahh, where did you learn that?" Hermione groaned, but barely breathing at the same time. He looked so happy, grinned, and said "You don\'t have five older brothers and learn nothing."
She was so wet, she couldn\'t believe it. Never in her life had she felt like that. She was gripping the sheets to tightly she thought they might rip. All the while Ron was making those soft circles on her nub. Moaning, she started to feel something building inside her. No, not in her lower stomach, in her personal area. It was like a building of of pleasure, making soft waves inside of her. And then, out of nowhere, it was like a great dam had burst. Waves upon waves of pleasure were rushing over her so fast she could actually feel herself pulsating. Her entire body not only shook but was convulsing. She moaned so loudly she was afraid people down the hall would have heard her.
"Ronald, that was...so absolutely amazing. I\'m speechless." She had said, breathing so hard her chest hurt.
Ron didn\'t say anything, but crawled fully on top of her. "Are you sure you want to do this Hermione?" She just nodded her head in consent. He took his very erect penis in his hand and slowly guided it into her vagina. He wanted to make it as painless as possible, so he swiftly moved in in one thrust. "OW" Hermione said almost shocked. But as quickly as the pain had come, it had stopped. Wow, thats not as bad as I thought it was going to be, she thought. He started to move in and out, slowly, and kissing her with all the passion and love that he felt for her. She gripped his back, nails starting to dig in because of the pleasure. "Hermione, he breathed, you are so gorgeous." And honestly, she did feel gorgeous underneath him, bringing him all the pleasure he could imagine. He started picking up his pace, and honestly, only lasted about two minutes. He came, saying her name so sweetly into her ear. She felt wonderful. While she didn\'t come to completion a second time she honestly didn\'t need it. She felt more beautiful in that moment than she had in her entire life, and knew she would always remember this moment.
Fifteen minutes later, you would find them asleep, cuddled up, in that bed. In the Room that it began in, and the Room that it would end in. The Room of Requirement.
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"Honestly Pansy! I don\'t know why the door won\'t open o.k?! Maybe the Room was destroyed because of the fiendfyre." Draco said, clearly annoyed because of his whining girlfriend. He tried walking in front of the Room three more times, and still, nothing. He sighed. This was not his night. First he finds he is to be betrothed to someone. Anyone really! Now he can\'t even get into the Room of Requirement to shag his girlfriend a couple more times before they were to be split up. He honestly didn\'t mind being rid of her, but now that he had to get married to someone he didn\'t even know, he felt a pang in his heart. What was it? Guilt? Annoyance? Maybe just exhaustion. He already knew they weren\'t going to be together. They had both gotten their Ministry letters, and both of them had to go at different times and days. He sighed again.
"Alright Pans, come on, there\'s no way were getting in there tonight. We\'ll try and come back tomorrow."
Pansy frowned but followed him back down to the dungeons. Pouting slightly she asked him "If we can\'t get in tomorrow, what are we going to do?" He just looked at her and shrugged.
"We\'ll find something o.k.?"
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To all: Hey all, I promise in my next update I\'ll have more of yummy Draco! And don\'t worry, I believe after next chapter, Hermione won\'t be with Ron anymore for those of you who don\'t like him! Also, sorry if the sex seen wasn\'t up to snuff! It was my first time writing about a first time, ironically enough
"What are you doing out this late past curfew?!" Ron all but demanded. Draco just looked from him to Hermione and their locked hands. He glanced over to Pansy, with whom he was headed to the Room of Requirement with. She was looking at Granger with disdain and disgust.
"Not that it\'s any of your business Weasley, but we are headed back to dungeons. By all means is that alright with you?" Draco sneered slightly. He knew better than to tell them where he was really headed, they would tell McGonnagal so fast his head would spin. Pansy was looking at him distraughtly.
Hermione so far was remaining passive and said softly but firmly "We are Head Boy and Girl so technically it IS our business. Now please take to your Common room before we have to deduct points from Slytherin."
Pansy looked aghast and ready to start shrieking, but before she could open her mouth Draco responds "No need. Please, were leaving right now." And then they honestly began to take off towards the dungeons.
Ron look scandalized. "I can\'t believe he just said please AND left! Miracles really can happen!" Hermione just giggled and practically dragged Ron the rest of the way. Hermione then paced in front of the portrait three times just trying to visualize a place to relax and maybe get some shut eye. Once the door had formed and they stepped inside Ron seemed a little flabbergasted. It was a cozy room with a nice fireplace off to one side, and a beautiful cream colored couch facing the fire. Just a little off to the left was a bed with big red comforters and pillows, candles alight on some tables, and oddly enough a bookshelf. Of course Hermione would think of a bookshelf at a time like this. But upon inspecting closer, Ron noticed the books were about *gulp* making love? His heartbeat was fluttering slightly and his mouth had suddenly gone dry.
"Hermione, um, we.. why did you pick this um, area?"
Hermione took off her outer robe and sat on the edge of the bed. "Ron, I know this is a bit forward, and you know I would never, ever, do something like this without thinking it through but.... I want you to be my first. Before this law ruins everything." She now had tears glittering her eyes. "I know this is unexpected, and really if you don\'t want to we don\'t have to but I just don\'t think I have the heart to give it to someone who won\'t appreciate it as much as you do. Besides, it could be like practice right? We have one week before we meet our betrothed, only one single week before we have to give each other up for someone else. I\'m going to miss you so much." By the end of her slightly short speech silent tears were streaking down her face, and honestly Ron himself had a hard time not crying.
Instead of answering, Ron approached the bed, leaning down her took her into one of the most satisfying kisses he\'s ever had. Slow and languid, yet full of passion.
Hermione leaned back on the bed, slowly scooting up until they were in the middle of the bed. She reached back to pull off his Quidditch shirt, she had forgotten he was still in his uniform, continued to pull it off completely and ran her hands slowly up and down his back. She could feel her heart thudding in her chest, or was that his chest? She didn\'t know but it honestly didn\'t matter in that moment. He leaned up onto his knee\'s and slowly pulled off Hermione\'s shirts, her hair getting tangle for only a second in a button. Hermione giggled slightly at that. Well, we are still new and clumsy she thought. Ron went back to kissing her, now with a little more fervor, but instead of him, Hermione was the one to reach back to unclasp her bra and throw it to the side. Blushing slightly she let her hands fall away from her breasts. Ron looked down a little pink in the face, but the evidence of his happiness was pressed against her thigh.
With as trembling hand he touched it, softly, caressing it. He touched the bud and Hermione gasped slightly. "Ron can you um, do that with your mouth?" She used in a thick voice. They had had the heavy petting during the summer, so this was something new and exciting. He leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth. Rolled it on his tongue and even nibbled a little. Hermione\'s hand tightened into his hair and her face was screwed up in pleasure. It was like lightening was shooting throughout her body. He moved to the other nipple and continued his ministrations. While he was doing that, Hermione\'s hands were creeping. She unbuttoned his pants and lightly unzipped his pants. She hooked her fingers in his waistband and starting pulling his uniformed pants down. He seemed to get the point and lifted up his body, kicking the excess pants and his shoes off. He took the cue and unzipped Hermione\'s skirt, slowly sliding it down her legs, then realized her shoes were still on also. Smiling, with red ears, he untied her shoes and pulled them off, one by one, and slid her knee socks off as well.
Here she was, just in her knickers. Ron only wearing his boxers, which she noted, had little flying broomsticks on it. She tentatively reached out a hand and slid it under his boxers, softly touching his erect manhood. He groaned deeply, as if spurring her on, she gripped it tightly in her hand and starting pumping it up and down, and up and down, and "Oh my god! You have got to stop, please." Ron said in a voice so deep she didn\'t even realize it could be that low.....and sexy. So she pushed his boxers to his ankles. While he kissed her with so much passion she felt dizzy from it. Dizzy from her heart beating so fast. He pulled her panties down, took his pointer and index finger and starting making slow circles on her little nub. "Ahh, where did you learn that?" Hermione groaned, but barely breathing at the same time. He looked so happy, grinned, and said "You don\'t have five older brothers and learn nothing."
She was so wet, she couldn\'t believe it. Never in her life had she felt like that. She was gripping the sheets to tightly she thought they might rip. All the while Ron was making those soft circles on her nub. Moaning, she started to feel something building inside her. No, not in her lower stomach, in her personal area. It was like a building of of pleasure, making soft waves inside of her. And then, out of nowhere, it was like a great dam had burst. Waves upon waves of pleasure were rushing over her so fast she could actually feel herself pulsating. Her entire body not only shook but was convulsing. She moaned so loudly she was afraid people down the hall would have heard her.
"Ronald, that was...so absolutely amazing. I\'m speechless." She had said, breathing so hard her chest hurt.
Ron didn\'t say anything, but crawled fully on top of her. "Are you sure you want to do this Hermione?" She just nodded her head in consent. He took his very erect penis in his hand and slowly guided it into her vagina. He wanted to make it as painless as possible, so he swiftly moved in in one thrust. "OW" Hermione said almost shocked. But as quickly as the pain had come, it had stopped. Wow, thats not as bad as I thought it was going to be, she thought. He started to move in and out, slowly, and kissing her with all the passion and love that he felt for her. She gripped his back, nails starting to dig in because of the pleasure. "Hermione, he breathed, you are so gorgeous." And honestly, she did feel gorgeous underneath him, bringing him all the pleasure he could imagine. He started picking up his pace, and honestly, only lasted about two minutes. He came, saying her name so sweetly into her ear. She felt wonderful. While she didn\'t come to completion a second time she honestly didn\'t need it. She felt more beautiful in that moment than she had in her entire life, and knew she would always remember this moment.
Fifteen minutes later, you would find them asleep, cuddled up, in that bed. In the Room that it began in, and the Room that it would end in. The Room of Requirement.
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"Honestly Pansy! I don\'t know why the door won\'t open o.k?! Maybe the Room was destroyed because of the fiendfyre." Draco said, clearly annoyed because of his whining girlfriend. He tried walking in front of the Room three more times, and still, nothing. He sighed. This was not his night. First he finds he is to be betrothed to someone. Anyone really! Now he can\'t even get into the Room of Requirement to shag his girlfriend a couple more times before they were to be split up. He honestly didn\'t mind being rid of her, but now that he had to get married to someone he didn\'t even know, he felt a pang in his heart. What was it? Guilt? Annoyance? Maybe just exhaustion. He already knew they weren\'t going to be together. They had both gotten their Ministry letters, and both of them had to go at different times and days. He sighed again.
"Alright Pans, come on, there\'s no way were getting in there tonight. We\'ll try and come back tomorrow."
Pansy frowned but followed him back down to the dungeons. Pouting slightly she asked him "If we can\'t get in tomorrow, what are we going to do?" He just looked at her and shrugged.
"We\'ll find something o.k.?"
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To all: Hey all, I promise in my next update I\'ll have more of yummy Draco! And don\'t worry, I believe after next chapter, Hermione won\'t be with Ron anymore for those of you who don\'t like him! Also, sorry if the sex seen wasn\'t up to snuff! It was my first time writing about a first time, ironically enough