LIFETIME MATE

Chapter Three

Harry and Ron were sitting outside on the deck, watching Ginny and Braeden as they were playing around on Ginny’s broom.

“He sure likes to fly doesn’t he?” Ron smiled as he looked to his nephew.

“Yes, he does. He’s already asking about Quiddich, and he’s only seven years old.” Harry said proudly.

“Well, if he’s anything like his mum and dad, he’ll be a natural.” Ron stated. He looked up to the sky to see a large tawny owl flying towards them. He nudged Harry to look up as they watched it come for a landing on the deck railing. “Looks like Hermione’s owl.” Ron said.

Harry untied the parchment and unrolled it. “It is from Hermione, but I’m surprised to hear from her. She usually likes to be left alone when she goes through these cycles of hers.”

“What does it say?” Ron asked.

Harry unrolled it more. “It says simply, ‘I need a friend’. Something must be wrong, she’s been keeping something bottled up and it’s starting to get to her. I noticed it at Kat’s birthday in March.”

Ginny came over to the deck at their looks of concern on both of their faces. “What’s wrong?” Harry handed her over the parchment from Hermione. “You guys better go, sounds like she needs you. I’ll stay here with Braeden. Please let me know if she needs anything.”

Harry and Ron both apparated to Hermione’s, not really sure what to expect. When they did get there, it was to see Hermione curled into the corner of the couch, her eyes puffy and red from crying. Ron went over and sat beside her, putting his arm around her shoulder as she rested her head against him.

Harry sat across from her and grasped her hand. “Hermione, tell us what’s wrong.”

She hitched in a breath, wiping the tears from her face. “I think I’m losing it Harry. Last night I dreamt of Draco, he was making love to me and it felt wonderful. When I woke up, I still felt the imprint of his hands on me and I could smell him. But how could I have, he’s dead. And it’s not the only time it’s happened.”

Ron rubbed her back , “How long have you been having these dreams Hermione?”

She looked up to Ron then to Harry, “For about seven years. It’s always during my cycle, twice a year. Sometimes, I wake up and I realize that I’ve been sleeping for two days, but the dream is still very vivid in my mind. And I also have sensed as if someone is watching me over the years. The last time it was at Kat’s birthday party. I looked to where I felt it, but nothing. No one was there.”

Ron looked to Harry over Hermione’s head. “Maybe check out her room Harry, I’ll stay here.” Ron said as he brought her closer to his side.

Harry nodded, and went to her room, his suspicions getting the better of him. He looked around the room, and in the closets. Nothing out of the ordinary. He then walked to the bed and could smell the aftermath of arousal. He touched the pillow and flipped back the covers, then took out his wand and muttered a spell to see what had transpired in this bed the night before.

After the vision was done, he sat back on a nearby chair, his suspicions proved correct. He mentally shook himself then went te bee bed for further proof. He smiled to himself, when he saw it and gingerly picked it up to put in his pocket.

Harry came out to the living room, where Hermione hadn’t moved against Ron. Ron looked to Harry noticing he looked worried. Harry nodded his head and mouthed the words, ‘I’ll tell you later.’ Hermione, these cyclesyours, hs, how long do they usually last?”

Hermione thought back. “The first year it lasted three days, then when I had Kat, it lasted five days. The past seven years, they’ve lasted about three to three and half days. Why?”

“Just curious. Ron you stay here, I need to check a few things out. Hermione, I’ll come back tomorrow. Do you need anything?” Harry asked.

Hermione gave a wry chuckle. “Yetelltell me I’m not going insane.”

“Well, I don’t think you are insane. We all know how much you loved Malfoy. That just doesn’t go away that easy.” Harry said as he leaned down to kiss her cheek. “I’ll be back.” Then he apparated to talk to a certain Headmaster.


Hermione put her legs over one of Ron’s while she snuggled closer. He started rubbing her leg through the thin robe, as she nuzzled her nose into his neck, feeling her skin starting to heat up again. “Uh, Ron, maybe you should go too. It’s probably not a good idea for you to be here right now.”

“I don’t think you should be alone right now, but if you want me to leave, I will.” He looked into her eyes. “Do you want me to leave Hermione?”

“No, not really. I need to be around someone.\" Hugging him close. \"Thanks Ron.” She held back some of the sexual urges that were slowly building as he snuggled her close. She closed her eyes and inhaled his male scent, then placed her lips softly against his neck.

His hand sti on on her leg as he felt her tongue lick along his neck. He brought his hand to the side of her face as she looked up at him. “Hermione?” He questioned as he looked into her heated gaze.

“Ron, I need this. I need you to make me feel something real.” She brought her hand up on his chest then up his neck to guide his head down to hers.

“Are you sure? I don’t want us to ruin our friendship here. It means too much to me.”

“It won’t. You will always be one of my best friends Ron. Nothing would change that.”

He closed the distance and kissed her for the first time in all the years they’ve been friends. He glided his lips along hers as she deepened the kiss. She ran her tongue along his bottom lip until he opened for her, his tongue meeting hers. They both moaned into each others mouths as he tangled his fingers through her hair, not wanting the kiss to stop.

She drew away and leaned her back against the cush of of the couch, her liquid gaze searing into his soul. She brought his hand up where she kissed each finger then flicked her tongue along them. She looked up to see Ron’s eyes were closed, then he looked down at her while she moved his hand down her neck, then to the opening of her robe.

He ran his fingers against the inside swell of her breasts, then moved outwards, slightly grazing her erect nipples as he opened the robe up to reveal all of her smooth tanned skin. He caressed her skin along her chest, her stomach and her thighs, then came up again to cup her full breast. He leaned down to kiss her mouth then moved to her jawline where he licked his way to her neck. He nibbled his way up and down her neck as he tweaked her sensitive nipples.

She arched her back up and bent her head back into the cushions as his tongue moved lower to lave around her nipple. She ran her fingers through his hair bringing him closer. When he finally wrapped his lips around the nipple and started to suck on it while his tongue flicked the tip, she groaned low in her throat at the sensations he was causing. She raised her hips as his hand skimmed her firm stomach, then moved to the inside of her thighs and inched his way higher, gently easing her legs apart until his fingers touched her heat. He touched her swollen lips, “You are so wet ‘Mione.” he said huskily as his fingers slowly stroked her, making her body beg for more. He slowly slipped one finger, then two inside of her, withdrawing, then plunging them back in deep while his knuckles would graze her clit.

Hermione bucked her hips up, meeting the thrusts of his fingers. He brought his head up and kissed her on the mouth, her moaning vibrating against his tongue. He pulled back and sat over a bit facing her, looking at her eyes that were clouded with desire, her flushed skin and her velvety folds glistening with her arousal. He ran his hands up her thighs to grip her hips, pulling her to him, then brought his hands around her bottom pulling her up. Her shoulders lay flush on the couch, her one leg draped over the back of the couch while the other one was over his one shoulder.

He leaned his head closer as he nuzzled her heat then ran his tongue along the length of heavoravoring her taste, lapping up her juices. She moaned at the sensations he was giving her and reached under her until she found his jean covered erection. She ran her hand along the hardness as he pressed into her touch. He groaned, the vibration running against her folds as he plunged his tongue deep inside of her.

“Ron, please.” She begged as he spread her legs wider.

He wrapped his lips around her clit sucking on the sensitive nub as he firmly stroked it with his tongue. He gripped his hands tighter on her backside as she gyrated against his mouth. Then her body went still as her climax quivered through her lower body. He felt the throbbing of her clit against his tongue then moved down to delve into her, sucking in her juices. He lightly kissed her, then lowered her hips to the couch.

She scrambled up and sat astride his hips, kissing his moist lips, then licked her way down his chin then back to his lips. She leaned back to slip the robe off her shoulders to let it fall to the floor. He ran his hands down her back then up again, pulling her closer as he took her nipple into his mouth. She moaned as she rocked back and forth against his erection, her breathing heavy and labored.

Ron grabbed her hips, “‘Mione, slow down, I want to be inside of you, I ache for it.”

Hermione drew back from his lips to look him in the eyes. “I want it too, badly. But first, I want to taste you. I want your hard cock in my mouth. I want to lick along you until you’re begging me for more.”

“Gods, yes.” He groaned as he closed his eyes, his erection getting even harder at her erotic words. He raised his hips against hers, letting her know that he wanted her.

She reached down to pull up his t-shirt as she slid down to kneel on the floor. She kissed his neck , and nibbled her way to his nipple, suckling it into he mouth. Ron grasped that back of her head bringing her closer as his hips bucked up into her breasts. She left a trail of wet kisses down his muscled stomach, while her hands unsnapped, then unzipped his jeans.

She leaned back as he stood up to slip his jeans off. Once he kicked then aside she gently nudged him to sit as she kneeled between his legs.

He leaned back against the cushions, as she kissed her way up the inside of his thighs, then he watched as she ran her tongue along the bottom of his cock as she gripped the base. He closed his eyes as her tongue slicked its way up and down his shaft. Henedened his eyes to see her flick her tongue around the engorged crown of his cock, licking the pre-cum as she slid her tongue in the slit. He gripped her shoulders as she licked her lips then wrapped them around the head. He watched as her mouth stretched as she inched her way down then to come back up, as her hand pumped him up and down meeting her mouth.

She looked up to see his lust filled eyes meeting hers. She lowered her head then came up again as she saw his chest heaving, his breathing deepening. She reached up her one hand up his chest where she tweaked the nipple, bringing out a low moan as he threw his head back in ecstasy. He looked down again as she was flicking her tongue around the crown, tightening her grip around him with her hand. He brought his hand to her head, threading his fingers through her hair as he looked into her eyes. “Deeper, take it all in.” He begged hoarsely.

She moaned, the vibrations running the length of his cock as she lowered her mouth down until he hit the back of her throat. She swallowed as he went deeper yet, her nose touching his pubic hair. He bucked his hips, fucking her mouth until he was close to cumming.

He pulled back as he lifted her. “I want to bury myself inside of you.” he said huskily. He got up then had her bend over in front of the couch. He raised her leg on the couch cushion then ran his fingers along her slick opening. He muttered a contraceptive charm, then plunged his cock deep inside of her. He pulled back slowly then would ram it in deep and fast, with Hermione backing up meeting him thrust for thrust.

She reached down between her legs and massaged her clit vigorously. “Faster.” She groaned as she threw her head back as the hot tension was building. He pushed her ass down to change the angle of his thrusts as it hit her very core. She cried out his name as her orgasm washed over him, her inner walls contracting around him. He thrust deep one final time as he came inside of her.

He pulled out slowly, and then went to shower together to cool down their heated bodies. They never did hear the popping sound as their mingled moans filled the room.