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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Hermione/Bill
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
14,414
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own any aspect of the Harry Potter Universe and make no money from this, I just like play with the Characters.
To Know All of You
No Denying It Chapter 5: To know all of You
Hermione woke just as the sun peeked over the horizon, the light coming in through the curtains illuminating the face of her lover.
Her head was pillowed on his chest, her arm wrapped around his waist. Bill’s arm was securely around her shoulders. The hand over his heart bore the scar that she knew she would have to explain.
Hermione sat up and pressed her face into his shoulder, taking in the deep masculine scent that radiated off him. The heighten senses she had gotten magnified his dark spiced aroma that made her mouth water.
She moved down across his chest, and she felt him stir. She went down farther running her nose across the ridges of his abdomen. His hand can up to entangle in her hair as she encountered the red wiry hair above his wakening erection.
“Good morning love,” he murmured- voice rough from sleep.
“Good morning,” she smiled.
“Going over the sense of smell?” he asked looking down at her with darkening eyes.
“It is next on the list.”
“Well you can’t have all the fun.” He pulled her up to lie over his chest and he claimed her lips in a firm yet gentle kiss.
“First things first though my love,” Hermione said in a tone that was serious enough to pull Bill’s mind out of the lusty cloud it was surrounded by.
“Is everything alright?” he asked.
“There is something I have to tell you. I was made a member of the Pack.”
“I know love, I saw your necklace and you told me within minutes of meeting each other.” He was confused.
“No I said I was an honorary member. To become a member you must be a werewolf or part-lycan or…”
“Have the blood of a member in your veins.” He finished and looked at her expectantly.
Hermione raised her hand to his face and gently cupped his cheek, Bill took in a deep breath and he smelt it.
“How much?” he asked has he took her hand and traced the faint scar with his tongue.
“Karina and I only shared a few drop but it was enough.”
“Enough for what?” He was nuzzling her hand now.
“I have heighten senses now, and I am far more aware of the moon, and of you.” She answered moaning slightly as he took a finger into his mouth.
“You seem frightened to tell me this…” he said now moving down her wrist.
“I wasn’t sure how you would react to the news in all honesty.”
“You took the blood of my kind, from a female in friendship, silly witch, you had no reason to worry.” He smiled and took her into his arms.
Hermione melted into his embrace.
“I knew I sensed something new and different about you when I first saw you, but I had no idea. That would explain the beautiful earthy scent you have.”
“Well I am glad you enjoy it.” She giggled into his shoulder.
“Sadly my witch, we need to get to work this morning.”
“Yes, how about we shower first?” she nipped his neck gently.
As an answer he jumped out of bed and swung her over his shoulder and made long strides to bathroom. Hermione enjoyed the view as he ran the water.
He placed her under the warm spray and smiled down with soap in hand. Hermione could not remember a more wonderful shower.
~~
Hermione sat at her desk in the ministry signing paper work and preparing a schedule for meetings and presentations on her findings in Russia.
Every once in a while she would catch her mind wandering away to think of her beloved Bill, and all the wonderful time they had spent together. She sighed, as she looked at all the work on the desk, wishing they could disappear for a while, away from the world and just be together.
By lunch Hermione was mentally worn out. She had spent a good hour arguing with the Head of the Ministry Department of Magical Creatures. He utterly refused to even listen to her argument that werewolves were not “creatures”.
‘Small-minded bastard’ She thought.
It was just at the moment, her secretary knocked on her office door.
“Enter” she bade.
“A package has just arrived from Gringott’s bank Ms. Granger, where would you like it?”
“You can bring it to me Mrs. Nelson, thank you.”
Once she was alone, she ripped through the brown paper and tore into the box. Inside was a length of midnight blue satin and a small note.
My beautiful Hermione,
As much as I love seeing you, we have one more sense to cover tonight dearest. I cannot wait to hear from you, pun completely intended.
Your Bill.
~~
Bill had just finished setting up the cottage when he heard a knock on his door.
“Come right in” he called out from his hiding spot.
Hermione entered and a note was floating in the entrance-way.
~Put on the blindfold~
Hermione smiled and did as she was told. Soon she felt Bill’s presence in front of her and she reached forward to him.
He dodged her hands, “Not yet love, follow my voice.”
“You looks so delicious tonight, I can not wait to get you out of those clothes and hear your sweet moans.”
“Oh Bill,” she gave a breathy sigh- she felt her knickers getting damp.
“Mmm, yes like that,” Then he growled deep in his chest as he led her slowly into his bedroom.
“Gods I love that noise.”
After he got her naked and settled on the bed, he quickly stripped off his clothes and blindfolded himself.
“Now we are both blind my dear, so I am depending on you to let me know what you like.”
He reached out and his warm hand came in contact with her soft flesh, and a long night of a chorus of moans, groans and whimpers of pleasure began.
About an hour in, two scrapes of satin lay tossed on the floor among the clothes of the two lovers poised to seal their union.
Bill was hovering above Hermione, her body more than ready to take him in and become one, become mates.
“Once I take you, you are mine and mine alone.” He growled nipping at her already swollen lips.
“Then take me and you will be mine as well.”
They both groaned as Bill entered her in one swift sure movement. Neither of them had ever felt anything so right, so good, and so utterly perfect.
“Merlin you are brilliant in every way.” He moaned out as his body picked up pace and her body arched to take him deeper into her wet heat.
“Gods I love you.” She keened as he hit a particularly wonderful spot.
The pace was frantic, and the full moon only two days away. He threw his head back, his muscle straining, and a howl erupted for deep inside.
Hermione watched in awe as Bill embraced the wolf that had been prowling chained inside of him for so long.
As he looked down, eyes shining with gold as he took his mate higher into pure ecstasy. Her body jackknifed off the bed, every muscle tensing up and suddenly releasing. Bill watched and released himself deep into her.
The stars exploded and dissolved behind their eyes and the bond between them was sealed forever.
The next morning the newly mated couple woke wrapped around each other, their bodies still join intimately from their first night together.
Bill opened his eyes to drown in his mate’s whiskey orbs.
She smiled sweetly at him, running her fingers through his hair.
“Hello Love,” she said
“Marry me,” is how he greeted her that morning.
“What?” Hermione asked, not sure if she had heard him right.
“Marry me,” he said his tone deep and his eyes searching hers.
“Of course love.” She answered and his lips found hers in an instant.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: A thousand pardons friends, life has not been overly kind these past months but things are starting to look up and the muse is returning, slowly, from vacation.
~Sarah Rae
Hermione woke just as the sun peeked over the horizon, the light coming in through the curtains illuminating the face of her lover.
Her head was pillowed on his chest, her arm wrapped around his waist. Bill’s arm was securely around her shoulders. The hand over his heart bore the scar that she knew she would have to explain.
Hermione sat up and pressed her face into his shoulder, taking in the deep masculine scent that radiated off him. The heighten senses she had gotten magnified his dark spiced aroma that made her mouth water.
She moved down across his chest, and she felt him stir. She went down farther running her nose across the ridges of his abdomen. His hand can up to entangle in her hair as she encountered the red wiry hair above his wakening erection.
“Good morning love,” he murmured- voice rough from sleep.
“Good morning,” she smiled.
“Going over the sense of smell?” he asked looking down at her with darkening eyes.
“It is next on the list.”
“Well you can’t have all the fun.” He pulled her up to lie over his chest and he claimed her lips in a firm yet gentle kiss.
“First things first though my love,” Hermione said in a tone that was serious enough to pull Bill’s mind out of the lusty cloud it was surrounded by.
“Is everything alright?” he asked.
“There is something I have to tell you. I was made a member of the Pack.”
“I know love, I saw your necklace and you told me within minutes of meeting each other.” He was confused.
“No I said I was an honorary member. To become a member you must be a werewolf or part-lycan or…”
“Have the blood of a member in your veins.” He finished and looked at her expectantly.
Hermione raised her hand to his face and gently cupped his cheek, Bill took in a deep breath and he smelt it.
“How much?” he asked has he took her hand and traced the faint scar with his tongue.
“Karina and I only shared a few drop but it was enough.”
“Enough for what?” He was nuzzling her hand now.
“I have heighten senses now, and I am far more aware of the moon, and of you.” She answered moaning slightly as he took a finger into his mouth.
“You seem frightened to tell me this…” he said now moving down her wrist.
“I wasn’t sure how you would react to the news in all honesty.”
“You took the blood of my kind, from a female in friendship, silly witch, you had no reason to worry.” He smiled and took her into his arms.
Hermione melted into his embrace.
“I knew I sensed something new and different about you when I first saw you, but I had no idea. That would explain the beautiful earthy scent you have.”
“Well I am glad you enjoy it.” She giggled into his shoulder.
“Sadly my witch, we need to get to work this morning.”
“Yes, how about we shower first?” she nipped his neck gently.
As an answer he jumped out of bed and swung her over his shoulder and made long strides to bathroom. Hermione enjoyed the view as he ran the water.
He placed her under the warm spray and smiled down with soap in hand. Hermione could not remember a more wonderful shower.
~~
Hermione sat at her desk in the ministry signing paper work and preparing a schedule for meetings and presentations on her findings in Russia.
Every once in a while she would catch her mind wandering away to think of her beloved Bill, and all the wonderful time they had spent together. She sighed, as she looked at all the work on the desk, wishing they could disappear for a while, away from the world and just be together.
By lunch Hermione was mentally worn out. She had spent a good hour arguing with the Head of the Ministry Department of Magical Creatures. He utterly refused to even listen to her argument that werewolves were not “creatures”.
‘Small-minded bastard’ She thought.
It was just at the moment, her secretary knocked on her office door.
“Enter” she bade.
“A package has just arrived from Gringott’s bank Ms. Granger, where would you like it?”
“You can bring it to me Mrs. Nelson, thank you.”
Once she was alone, she ripped through the brown paper and tore into the box. Inside was a length of midnight blue satin and a small note.
My beautiful Hermione,
As much as I love seeing you, we have one more sense to cover tonight dearest. I cannot wait to hear from you, pun completely intended.
Your Bill.
~~
Bill had just finished setting up the cottage when he heard a knock on his door.
“Come right in” he called out from his hiding spot.
Hermione entered and a note was floating in the entrance-way.
~Put on the blindfold~
Hermione smiled and did as she was told. Soon she felt Bill’s presence in front of her and she reached forward to him.
He dodged her hands, “Not yet love, follow my voice.”
“You looks so delicious tonight, I can not wait to get you out of those clothes and hear your sweet moans.”
“Oh Bill,” she gave a breathy sigh- she felt her knickers getting damp.
“Mmm, yes like that,” Then he growled deep in his chest as he led her slowly into his bedroom.
“Gods I love that noise.”
After he got her naked and settled on the bed, he quickly stripped off his clothes and blindfolded himself.
“Now we are both blind my dear, so I am depending on you to let me know what you like.”
He reached out and his warm hand came in contact with her soft flesh, and a long night of a chorus of moans, groans and whimpers of pleasure began.
About an hour in, two scrapes of satin lay tossed on the floor among the clothes of the two lovers poised to seal their union.
Bill was hovering above Hermione, her body more than ready to take him in and become one, become mates.
“Once I take you, you are mine and mine alone.” He growled nipping at her already swollen lips.
“Then take me and you will be mine as well.”
They both groaned as Bill entered her in one swift sure movement. Neither of them had ever felt anything so right, so good, and so utterly perfect.
“Merlin you are brilliant in every way.” He moaned out as his body picked up pace and her body arched to take him deeper into her wet heat.
“Gods I love you.” She keened as he hit a particularly wonderful spot.
The pace was frantic, and the full moon only two days away. He threw his head back, his muscle straining, and a howl erupted for deep inside.
Hermione watched in awe as Bill embraced the wolf that had been prowling chained inside of him for so long.
As he looked down, eyes shining with gold as he took his mate higher into pure ecstasy. Her body jackknifed off the bed, every muscle tensing up and suddenly releasing. Bill watched and released himself deep into her.
The stars exploded and dissolved behind their eyes and the bond between them was sealed forever.
The next morning the newly mated couple woke wrapped around each other, their bodies still join intimately from their first night together.
Bill opened his eyes to drown in his mate’s whiskey orbs.
She smiled sweetly at him, running her fingers through his hair.
“Hello Love,” she said
“Marry me,” is how he greeted her that morning.
“What?” Hermione asked, not sure if she had heard him right.
“Marry me,” he said his tone deep and his eyes searching hers.
“Of course love.” She answered and his lips found hers in an instant.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: A thousand pardons friends, life has not been overly kind these past months but things are starting to look up and the muse is returning, slowly, from vacation.
~Sarah Rae