Meet the Parents

"Bye sweetie, have a good time all right


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"Bye sweetie, have a good time all right!" Melinda Granger
called as she and her husband climbed into their car.

 

"Thanks mom, we will." Hermione waved to her parents as they
exited the driveway.

 

She closed the door, and a bright smile crossed her
face.  It was going to be a great
day!  She couldn't wait for the
carnival, and better still, Harry was coming with her.

 

 

 

 

Hermione headed upstairs and heard the shower running in the
bathroom.

 

"˜Hmm"¦' her brain began to churn with thoughts of Harry in
there all alone "“ with nothing on.  It
was too good to pass up, and besides, she needed a shower too.

 

With a sneakiness Ron would have been proud of, Hermione
crept into the bathroom and closed the door quietly.  She locked the door and dropped her robe and nightgown on the
floor.  Oh yes, it was going to be a
very good day.

 

 

 

 

 

Harry thought he'd heard something move, but the spray
hampered his ears so he just figured it was the wood creaking or something.  He had the strange sensation that he was
being watched, and his neck hairs began to tingle anxiously.

 

"There enough room for two in here?" a soft voice cooed from
behind him.  He snapped around to see
Hermione grinning devilishly at him.

 

"Hermione!  What are
you"¦" He lost his train of thought as she stepped into the shower .  The steam from the hot water caused a sheen
of sweat to appear on her, and her skin glistened slightly.

 

"What am I what?" she teased and advanced on him with eyes
full of desire.

 

"What are you"¦d-doing in here?" he choked out.

 

"What do you think?" Hermione pressed her body up against
him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm seducing you," and she kissed
him hungrily.

 

"Bloody hell!" Harry lost it completely.

 

He crushed her in his arms and swarmed into her mouth.  Reaching down, he squeezed her round
derriere and ground his hips into her waist.

 

Deciding to play with him a bit, Hermione reached down and
coiled her hand around his blatant arousal. 
He'd been hard from the moment she'd joined him in the shower, and she
could feel the blood pulsing within her hands.

 

Harry snatched her hands away before she killed him and spun
them around.  He grasped her hands and
pushed her up against the wall.  Staring
into his lust-laden eyes, Hermione licked her lips and put a "˜come get me'
smile on her face.

 

His hands slid down and cupped the full round orbs of her
breasts.  Now, it was Hermione's turn to
be surprised, and Harry swooped down on his target.

 

"Oh Harry!" His mouth closed over her nipple and suckled her
gently.

 

With one hand now free to work, the young wizard went for
her hot spot and brought his fingers to play against the very heart of her
womanly desire.  She was already swollen
with arousal, and he could feel the wetness of her juices against his
hand.  She was more than ready for him.

 

"Yes"¦oh, my love"¦don't stop!" Hermione begged as she held
his head to her breasts.  Harry knew
exactly how to drive her crazy.  All it
took was one touch or one caress, and she was hot for him.

 

Ignoring her moans of displeasure, Harry released her
breasts and stood back up to his full height. 
His hands slid down under her legs, and he hoisted Hermione up into the
air.  Parting her thighs, he slipped in
between them to his ultimate goal.  His
shaft brushed her opening, and she nearly shrieked.  He'd left her right on the brink, and he knew it.

 

"Now, who's seducing who, my angel?" he smirked.

 

"You're mean!" Hermione retorted as unsatisfied desire
continued to burn inside her body.  It
was worse than having an inch you couldn't scratch.

 

"On the contrary"¦" Harry whispered seductively and kissed
her, ""¦I just know how to please my girl!" and he plunged into her depths in
one full stroke.

 

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

 

Hermione exploded as she felt him fill her completely.  Her head slumped onto his shoulder, but he
held her up in his arms.  He wasn't done
with her yet.

 

Harry pulled out and thrust back into her, driving his
hardness into her sweet opening with hard but controlled force.  He knew that there were different types of
ways to make love.  There was soft and
tender, which they did quite often, but they'd never just gone after each other
like this, and it made his desire burn even hotter.

 

"Dammit Herm, you feel so good!"

 

Hermione clung to his neck as he practically drilled her
into the wall, but she absolutely loved it. 
Never had she seen him so primal"¦so lustful towards her"¦so damn
irresistible.

 

"Yes Harry"¦" Her legs tightened around his hips, and he sunk
even deeper inside her.

 

"It's so good with you inside me.  Please keep going!" she pleaded with him.

 

With his hands free once again, Harry assaulted her breasts
with a wondrous massage while his mouth assaulted her lips.  Their tongues swarmed around each other,
mating with their corparrpart.

 

No one would believe the scene.  Here was Harry and Hermione - probably two of the most
conservative people in all Hogwarts screwing the living daylights out of one
another in the shower.  They'd held
their feelings back for so long, and even after they'd made love several times,
the walls were still in place "“ until now.

 

Hermione was screaming her head off as her lover tore into
her with no restraint"¦no conscious thought except to give her ultimate
pleasure.  Her orgasm hit her la
ta
tidal wave, and she dug her nails into his back with such forcefulness that
welts were certain to form later on.

 

Harry cried out as she drenched his shaft in liquiat, at,
and he called her name as he filled her with his essence until he was nearly
unconscious.

 

 

 

 

They slipped to the shower floor, quivering in each other's
arms.  Harry slipped out of her body,
and he kissed her forehead as she panted against his chest.

 

After several minutes, Hermione lifted her head and smiled,
looking into his green eyes.  How did
she ever do without him?  Giving him a
gentle kiss, she embraced her lover, and Harry held her close, savoring their
intimacy and trust.

 

"Sweetheart?" he whispered into her hair.

 

"Mmm," she murmured softly.

 

"The next time you want to play shower siren"¦warn me first,
okay?"

 

Hermione giggled happily and snuggled deeper into his arms.

 

"I promise, Harry. 
That was so amazing.  I have no
idea what just happened."

 

"I don't know either. 
I had no idea what a wild woman you could be!" he teased.  She just grinned and kissed him.

 

"And I had no idea what an animal you could be, love."

 

"By Merlin, I swear"¦I think you were born half genius"¦half
vixen, Hermione!"

 

"Ooooooh, I take that as a compliment.  Am I really that good?" she asked.

 

Harry could see the joy his words had brought her.  He always made her feel like she was more
than just books and knowledge; she was a beautiful, sensuous woman.

 

"Herm, you're the sexiest girl I know!"

 

"And you're the sexiest guy I know, Harry."

 

"Well then"¦I guess we're a match made in heaven aren't we?"
he sighed and gave her a tender smile. 
Her eyes glowed with her love for him.

 

"That we are, my darling hero, that we are."

 

 

 

 

Eventually, the pair made it out of the bathroom and
dressed.  Harry grabbed his invisibility
cloak out of his trunk and headed downstairs to meet Hermione.  She was waiting for him in the middle of the
living room.

 

"Ready Herm?"

 

"Yup, I think I have everything."

 

Since it was quite warm out today, Hermione had decided to
wear knee-length jean shorts and a yellow t-shirt.  Her hair was pulled up into a ponytail to keep herself cool, and
she had on a pair of brown sandals along with a pair of black sunglasses.  Harry had on a pair of faded black jeans and
a dark green t-shirt that matched his eyes almost perfectly.  Because they were going to be walking most
of the day, he decided to wear gym shoes instead of leather or boat shoes.  Hermione had a windbreaker tied around her
waist in case it got chilly later on, but then, she could always use Harry to
keep warm too.

 

"Well then"¦shall we go?" She nodded at him emphatically.

 

Harry wrapped his left arm around and pulled her against
him. His right hand tossed the cloak over them, and the two teenagers
disappeared.

 

"All right"¦hang on."

 

A few seconds later, a small pop was heard, and they were
gone.

 

 

 

 

Harry and Hermione apparated into a grove of trees and
quickly checked their surroundings. 
They were behind a pair of large tents just outside the main
entrance.  Making sure they were alone,
Harry pulled off the invisibility cloak, and they reappeared.  He neatly folded it back up and looked for a
place to stash it.

 

"Harry"¦in here," Hermione advised, pointing to a large knot
in one of the old, oak trees.

 

"Perfect!" He rolled up his cloak and tucked it safely inside
the trunk.  It was down at least a foot
so no one would see it if they walked by.

 

"Well then"¦shall we?" Harry asked extending his arm.  Hermione smiled and linked her arm in his.

 

 

 

 

The line wasn't that long, but the pair still had to wait
about ten minutes to get in.  Finally
arriving at the entrance, Harry reached into his pocket and handed the
gatekeeper the necessary amount for admission, but he grabbed Hermione's hand
when she tried to pay him.

 

"Oh no you don't, it's my treat!"

 

"But Harry?" He only smiled at her.

 

"No buts, Miss Granger."

 

The man stamped both of their hands to show that they'd
paid, but Harry hadn't asked for normal admission.  After reading the sign, he'd paid for a special pass, which gave
them free access to every ride or activity at the carnival.

 

 

 

 

"Harry, why didn't you let me pay?" Hermione asked once they
were inside.

 

"Hey"¦like I said"¦it's my treat.  Besides, this is our first real date.  I wouldn't be much of a gentleman if I asked my girlfriend to
pay."

 

"All right"¦just don't think I'll let you pay for
everything.  I'm the one who suggested
this anyway."

 

"Fine, now, let's stop arguing and start having fun."

 

 

 

 

Hermione led them into the main square.  The carnival was arranged around a large,
central, circular arena.  Maybe it was
going to be used for their medieval show later on?  There were four different paths leading out from it, and Hermione
quickly grabbed a brochure, which listed the various booths and shows that were
being offered this year.

 

"Ooooh, Harry, we have to go to this!" Hermione said
happily.

 

"What is it?" She immediately pointed to the listing that
read "˜Exotic Herbs, Objects, and Perfumes For Sale.'

 

"Who knows"¦maybe we can find supplies for next year!"

 

"Always thinking ten steps ahead, aren't you?" he teased.

 

"Oh hush, besides we might find them cheaper than in Diagon
Alley."

 

"That's true, I guess it wouldn't hurt.  What else is there?"

 

Harry skimmed through the list.  One read "˜Venus Flytrap' another "˜Catch the Hctins'.

 

"What's a hctins?" Hermione asked confused.  That was when Harry saw it.

 

"I don't believe it!"

 

"What?"

 

"Hermione"¦look"¦take hctins and spell it backwards."

 

"S-N-I-T-C-H.  No
way, you don't think they're wizards here do you?"

 

"It wouldn't surprise me. 
After all, we're here aren't we? 
It would make sense I guess because at a carnival you can get away with
weird things on display.

 

"That's true, but it's still hard to believe," Hermione
gasped.

 

"Hmm, let's see what else there is." Harry continued down
the list until his eyes bugged out. "Oh my gosh!" He quickly pointed to
something near the bottom.

 

Hermione read "˜Jokes Galore "“ If it can make you laugh,
we've got it!'

 

"What's so strange about it, Harry?"

 

"Herm, take a look at who owns that booth."

 

She followed the line across the page, and her eyes widened
at what she saw "“ Fred and George Weasley.

 

"They're crazy!  Mr.
Weasley would kill them if he found out about this!"

 

"Come on, love, do you think they really care about that?"
Harry asked.

 

"You've got a point. 
Why don't we go see them?"

 

"You read my mind!"

 

"Comes with the package," she teased.  Harry's eyes narrowed, and for a moment, he
looked at her with what could only be called "˜bedroom eyes'.

 

"And such a gorgeous package it is," he laughed with a wide
grin.  His hand reached down and
squeezed her rear.

 

Hermione jumped in shock and blushed to the roots of her
hair.  He chuckled lightly, and she
covered her flaming cheeks.  She got him
back however when she leaned and whispered in his ear.

 

"Be nice, and you'll get my package later tonight," she
purred seductively.  Harry gulped and
felt sweat form on his brow.  Damn, the
things she could do to him.

 

"All right, sweetheart, how about a truce or else I'm not
gonna make it through this day without a serious accident."

 

"Agreed, but that doesn't mean I'll stop flirting with you!"
Harry pulled her close and buried his face in her hair.

 

"Hermione, your flirting I can handle, but I swear, the next
time you purr in my ear like that, I'm gonna pull you onto the floor and love
you till the sun goes down."

 

She giggled happily, knowing she'd gotten him back with some
serious interest and backed away.

 

"Come on, let's go see the "˜Terror Twins'!"

 

Harry took her offered hand, and they headed off down a side
path to meet up with their old friends.