Vows

Chapter 6

He kissed her back, panting and began to pull her,
“It’s warmer in the garden,” he announced.

They didn’t get to the garden. Harry passions got to him and they stopped at the foot of hills and started kissing in a frenzy of lust. Hermione let out a moan that made Harry lose whatever control he had left. He pressed Hermione against the steep hill, pulled down her knickers and let them fall to the ground. As they kissed, he pulled up her tunic and unbuttoned his pants. Harry broke the kiss for a moment to spread some saliva on his fingers to his erection and to Hermione entrance. He lifted one of her legs on to his waist and poised himself between her legs.

Hermione felt Harry’s penis at her entrance as he pressed his way into her slowly. It stung at first as she felt something tearing inside her. The pressure and pain grew with each movement. She closed her eyes and gripped his shirt. He kissed her sweetly trying to stop the pain and then he moved to her neck and mouthed it for a moment and then bit down, HARD. Hermione let out a cry and Harry thrust deep within her.

He covered her lips with a soft kiss. They both stayed very still for a while. She looked at Harry with tears streaming down her face. He wiped him away. They heard a rumble above them and they both looked up as the drops of rain started coming down.

Harry went to kiss again and the earth shook as other thunder crackled from the heavens and a huge flash of lightening lit up the sky.

Harry pulled out of Hermione as the rain poured down. He drew up his pants and tugged Hermione onto her feet by her hand. They ran to the garden for shelter from the freezing rain.

It was warmer in the garden and it wasn’t raining on them as they jumped the hip high fence.

They were soaked.

Harry walked over to Hermione and pulled off her veil and wimple. He untied and removed her tunic and discarded his own shirt and pants.

Hermione heart was beating with fear. She didn’t want to feel the pain again. It seemed everything had pain attached to it, leaving her family to become a nun, loving and losing Remus, being saved and making love. But sex was a different pain that was hard to ignore. It was physical as well in your heart. This was what she wanted, to be with Harry and she couldn’t bring herself to stop him.

Harry was standing in front of her in his underwear that was bulging.
Hermione blushed.
Once again, Harry kissed her passionately and wrapped his arms around her felt her back, hips and up to her back again.

He kissed her neck moving around her to her back lightly caressing it under the last piece of clothes she had on. He moved to her shoulder and then moved down to her cleavage. He knelt down bringing her with him. Hermione’s slip was lifted over her head one movement and on her back the next.

Harry’s underwear had disappeared and once more his member was making its way inside her. Hermione prepared herself for the pain but with great relief there was no pain as his slid inside her.

She felt him go deep inside her. Harry let out a moan pushing himself as far inside her as he could go.

Hermione felt a wave rush through her body followed by shivers as he drew outward. Harry slowly slid back into her and Hermione felt a more powerful wave go through her and cry escaped her lips. His tongue touched the tip of hers without their lips making contact it was wild. His hand stroked her shoulder as he kissed her. Harry’s hand glided down to her breast and she found her body rose to his hand wanting to feel his caress. Her legs opened wider to allow him easier movement but he positioned her legs around his waist enabling him to go deeper inside her with each thrust.

Hermione found herself making noises that sound primitive and part of her felt embarrassed. Harry’s moans and breathing were making her go mad something about them aroused her and she just wanted more.
Harry must have sense it and he slowed the pace down a little. He looked deep in to her eyes, his mouth open but no words come out. With a slow thrust, his eyes rolled up and he groaned a low tone.
Hermione could feel tension growing in her body that she never felt before and wasn’t sure how at relieve it.

Harry rolled her over so she was on top of him. His hands guided her hips up and down and slowly she rode him. Her voice and cries getting louder with each gyration as her head tilted back. Hermione moaned louder as she felt sensations of falling, spinning, driving and rising as she rode Harry.

With eyes closed, her body climbed and there was a light behind her eyelids. She felt herself fall as a wave shuddered through her body and mind. She heard herself cry out in pleasure from her release and Harry’s moans.

She opened her sleeping eyes to rainbows swirling. Red, orange, yellow and green… green circles, black in the middle with darts surrounding them. She blinked to see Harry’s green eyes inches away from hers. She closed her eyes and his lips took hers in a warm loving kiss.

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Hermione woke in a bed that was not hers. She heard the door open and Harry came threw it with a large tray.
“Good, I thought you might be awake now,” he said putting down the tray on the table, “ YOU… need to …eat!”

Hermione sat up. She looked down to see she was wearing a boy’s shirt, and her feet had clean bandages on them.
Harry uncovered a few plates, “I wasn’t sure what you wanted to eat so I made us a little bit of this and that. There’s some chicken pie, fish and something pork…” uncovering something whitish in a bowl,
“I’m not sure what this is but it smells ok.”

Harry got to two cups off the tray and filled juice giving one to Hermione.

Hermione was still a little confused. Did they actually make love or was it a dream? But when Harry sat down next to her in the bed only wearing his underwear her question was answered.

“Hermione?” Harry said in a worried tone, “ Please eat.” He preceded spooning food into her mouth.

“Harry I can feed myself” she said more sharply than she wanted to and he pulled away,

Her face went red with embarrassment and nerves,
“Harry … I’m not sure how to feel right now. I’ve worked eight years of my life to become a nun. In all that time, I’ve never thought of anything else but that. That’s what my family wanted for me. And now ….”

“ And now?” Harry asked chewing his food long than necessary.

“I don’t know.” she said looking up at him, “I’ve never felt like this before I thought it was just a schoolgirl crush I had on you, but it’s not.”
Her eyes started to well with tears as her voice got softer,
“I’ve fallen in love with you. I shouldn’t have let the temptation of the flesh control me,” she looked down at her meal, “but I couldn’t help it. I would rather have a moment of happiness with you and burn in hell than go to heaven for being pure and good. My God, I’ve fallen so far I will never get in to heaven.”

“Yes you will. You’re an angel. I caught you before you wings were broken. I’ve caught you and I’m keeping you. Tell that to your church,” Harry said and then added leaning over to her and softly said,
“All you have to do is go to confession and confession your sins. They forgive and that’s the end of it.”

“It’s not that easy. You have to be sorry for your sins in order to be forgiven.”

“Are you sorry ... for,” Harry asked hesitantly, “making love with me?”

Hermione bowed her head and shook it,
“No.”

“Well…..” Harry said trying very hard not to smile, “maybe you can tell them you know it was wrong but you just couldn’t help yourself?”

“I’m not sure if that will work.” Hermione said sticking her fork in to the pie and eating it down. Now realizing how hungry she was Hermione started eating more rapidly. She ate in just a few bites and than ate some of the pork. She drank down her juice and was about to hand the cup back to Harry and ask for more when she felt his torso lean against hers.

Hermione sensed her desires again as she turned to ask for more juice.
Harry’s eyes had a dreamy expression to them as he chewed his food.

“Harry, may I have more juice, please?” Hermione asked trying to be casual about it.

“Sure.” He said covering his mouth with his hand as he had a full mouth
of food.

“Oh, I’m sorry Harry. No you keep eating I’ll get it,” she jumped out of the bed.

She walked in to the kitchen and noticed her feet didn’t hurt because they were bandaged up. She poured the juice in to her cup and drank it down and poured another.

“Thirsty?” Harry said softly walking up behind her.
He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and kissed her neck.

“Harry, we shouldn’t do …” she was saying and then Harry’s hand slid down her body to her belly lifting the shirt she was wearing and grazed the hair between her legs sending a wave threw her body.

Hermione felt his eagerness grow in her lower back,
“We shouldn’t do what? Make love here?” he asked.

He was kissing and biting her neck now and the novice felt her whole body relax against his. She turned around and their lips met with wild passion kiss. Hermione felt her body being raised off the ground and being put on the table. Her legs found Harry’s waist as he entered her core.

“I love you, Hermione.” He said aloud,” my angel,” as he slid deeper inside of her.
“Yes,” Hermione gasped, “love me Harry.”

Harry grabbed her head and kissed her fiercely as he thrust himself in to her again and again. Hermione’s arms couldn’t bring him close enough. She wanted all of him inside her and wanted to have him all around her like a blanket keeping her warm and safe.

“Yes, I will love you until you beg me to stop,” Harry murmured while kissing her.

“Harry go deeper, go deeper please my love,” Hermione implored him.

Harry pulled her off the table and balanced her just on his waist.
He started banging her harder and harder trying to go deeper.

Hermione held on tight but they were both getting sweating and she slowly slid off his waist. They laughed for a moment, as Hermione legs couldn’t settle on Harry’s hips.

Harry fixed his pants and then took Hermione’s hand and guided her back to his room. He took off the shirt she was wearing and dropped it to the floor.

He stepped towards his forehead touching hers,
“Why don’t you lay down, you need to be off your feet.”

Hermione got back in to his bed feeling a little awkward.
Harry followed after taking off his underwear. He pulled the covers up to his chest. Harry rolled on to Hermione and nudged her knees apart kissing her.

Harry slid inside her easily and their body’s tense started to build again.
Neither talked really, just moaned and grunted and she whispered his name as she climaxed again and again.
He slowly gently went in and out of her gazing at her in amazement. He caressed her breasts and licked suck her nipples making her blush as a moan escaped her lips.

Harry stroked her leg that was around his waist and had an expression of one waking for a wonderful dream to a more wonderful reality as he thrust inside of Hermione.
Hermione pulled his lips to hers in a long passionate kiss that surprised even her. She had lost all control now her body moving to meet Harry in an eager rhythmic dance. Her eyes fluttered as waves moved through her. Her mind was foggy. Hermione’s hand caressed Harry’s back with her fingertips feeling his sweat.
Hermione looked at his arms suspending him above her. They were bigger now it seemed flexing all his muscles, as was his chest.
His face was shining and beaded with sweat.
And the part of him she couldn’t see because it was in her was hard and big and was doing things to her she never imagined.

Hermione closed her eyes and let it all wash over her the movement the smell and sounds.
Harry’s lips were on hers as if to say “FEEL THIS TOO… MOUTH, TONGUE. Taste me as I taste you. Stay in this place with me and no one but us exists here.”
Hermione felt an eager thrust and lights went off behind her eyelids.
Another thrust and she was looking in to a bright sunlight.
She opened her eyes to meet Harry’s as the world stopped for a long moment and it was just Harry and she as one, as something more. For that moment, he stared into her eyes and they were beyond happy beyond anything either of them felt before and them it broke as they both came. I was like running a race up hill to the mountains top and running off falling through the air and falling to the ground.

Harry’s lips were on hers again. His fingers wiping her tears away,
“It didn’t hurt, did it?” he asked.

“No.” Hermione said confused as to why she was crying.
“Good.” and he kissed her again and then gently kissed the trail of tears then ended in her hair on one side and in her ear on the other.

Harry lied back for a few moments and glanced over at Hermione and she looked at him.

Harry cleared his throat and said softly,”
“Your back has marks on it, why were whipped?”

“ I .. the Bishop was lifting my night gown as I prayed. I didn’t want him..I didn’t want him to touch me. And I fought back,” she
thought back. It was the first time she really use magic to protect herself.

“The bishop got angry and whipped me with my belt. I don’t remember what happen after that accept I saw Father Remus in
a vision and he told me I was ready to go the Abby and take my vows,” she thought back talking softly like in a daze remembering,
“ and he said I’d be safe on the ship”.

“It looks like the mark they put on witches,” he said with concern in his voice,
"Now you don’t have to the Abby. You can stay here for a while then maybe we can travel a bit? Would you like to go to
Greece or Spain. I hear they are beautiful in the spring.”

“Harry? What are you talking about?” Hermione asked confused on the subject of them traveling.

“You and me going, traveling about. Don’t you want to see other places?” Harry asked.

“Harry. I’m going to the Abbey to become a nun. I can’t go traveling about with you.” Hermione informed him.

Harry raised his eye brows questionably and stated,
“Hermione you’re not a virgin anymore. You can’t be a nun. I’ve deflowered you. The Abbey won’t take you now.”

“They won’t be happy about it but they accept women who aren’t virgins. From mothers with grown children to women who were prostitutes.”

“No!” Harry said getting out of the bed and grabbing a bottle of something that looked like brandy and took a few sips of it,
“ You said you wanted to be with me. You said you couldn’t get me out of your thoughts. You said you loved me. You can’t go into the convent when you’re in love with me. It’s like lying to me, yourself and to God.”

Hermione sat up feeling ashamed, but before she could say anything Harry was sitting next to her.

“We can get our own house if you like on an island? We could buy a farm or open a shop somewhere … anywhere you want.” Harry said caressing her cheek.

Harry kissed her cheek moving close to her lips,
“We could make love to each other every night. You’d like that wouldn’t you?”

Hermione nodded.

He took hold of her hands and said,
“The world is ours. We can do anything we dream up. We could travel. Hell, you could be a pirate if you like.”

Hermione laughed, “I don’t think so.”

Harry took a swig of the brandy and then handed it to Hermione who took a few swigs herself.

It wasn’t long after that Hermione started to think of what else she wanted to do with her life then be a nun.

“Bet you’d be a great healer.” Harry commented.

“Well I would like to do more of that perhaps work in a hospital.” Hermione thought out loud.

“How about traveling. Wouldn’t you like to travel? See the world?” Harry suggested.

“Maybe.” she said taking the bottle and getting two glasses from the next room.

The room spun a little as she tried to pour the drink into the glasses but missed.

Harry took them from her,
“Here let me do that. I think you’ve have too much to drink.”

“I’m fine Harry.” her head started to feel fluffy and started to laugh for no reason.

“You’re drunk.” Harry remarked.

“Am I? I’ve never been drunk before.” Hermione admitted to him.

He handed over her glass filled,
“Drink it and then promise me something?”

Hermione drank it down in a few gulps and then asked.
“What did you want me to promise?”

He stepped toward her and said,
“Promise me that you’ll come away with me,” he looked nervous,
“Promise me swear it, Hermione. That you won’t go to the Abbey but stay with me.” He stepped closer to her and urged her,
“Promise me right now, right here, say it. Say it out loud.” He said quickly, “Please Hermione, give me your word you’ll stay with me.”
He was embracing her now and his eyes penetrated hers.

“Yes I promise.” Hermione said.
His lips took hers in a passionate kiss.
He still looked nervous,
“Good, good. Sirius is going to killed me,” and he kissed her again.

Hermione feeling tired tugged Harry to the bed and asked,
“ Will you lay down with me for a while? I need some more sleep.”

Harry smiled and sighed out, “ Yeah! Love too.”

They slept for a few hours.
Hermione woke up to fix dinner for them after she went to her room dressed. She prayed hoping for a sign that God was not angry with her for not becoming a nun. Somehow the sunset seemed more colorful, brighter and gave her a hopeful feeling inside she hadn’t felt in a long time.

Hermione went to the kitchen and Harry was behind her like a love- sick puppy trying to help but just getting in the way,
“Harry please sit down and I’ll get you something to eat,” as she stirred some stew and warmed up some bread.
He sat for few minutes and then he came up behind her panting and kissing her neck.
It was his breathing that messed her up she could think with him breathing like that.
She closed her eyes as she felt his chest against her back, he whispered,
“I’m not hungry for dinner” as he sunk his mouth in to her neck. His hands cupped each breast. He slid on of her hands to the front of his pants where his manhood bulged out.

Hermione gasped at his boldness as he started to unbutton her dress in front.
Once more Hermione found herself naked in the kitchen and Harry possessing her.