Time Alone With Herself

The summer holiday had come and not a minute too soon. Hermione was well in to her second trimester and her stomach had swollen beyond what she could hide. She had tried a few charms that girls use to hide any extra pounds they might have gained over any holidays, but apparently they didn't work that well on pregnancy. Even on the train ride home girls were giving her funny looks. Ron just thought that she was getting fat, but thankfully, Harry convinced him not to mention it.

When they got off the train, Hermione cast one last charm on her stomach and hid it under her heaviest muggle cloths. They knew that once they were off the train doing magic was illegal, so they had to work fast. When Hermione saw her muggle parents waiting on the platform she stuck her wand out the window and cast the Confundus charm on them. Their eyes went white for just a second and luckily no one noticed.

Harry was nervous about meeting his fiancée’s parent's, but it wasn’t like they were about to tell them they were planning on getting married, or that he had gotten their little girl pregnant.

"Mom, Dad!" Hermione smiled, greeting her parents with a big hug.

After the usual asking of how school went and how everyone was, Hermione turned to Harry and said, "Mom, Dad, I'd like you to meet the famous Harry Potter."

Harry smiled. "It's a pleasure."

Hermione's dad shook Harry's hand, "So you're Harry Potter, I've heard so much about you. I've always wanted to thank you for protecting my little girl."

"Oh, she's helped me more than I've helped her. Your daughter's brilliant." Harry smiled.

Hermione smiled, "Mom, Dad, I've been invited to Harry's house for the summer, remember?"

Her parent's eyes seemed to shudder as the effects of her Confundus charm worked its magic. After a few seconds their eyes came back in to focus and they nodded their approval. Both Harry and Hermione breathed secret breaths of relief and after a few handshake and hugs, they headed off to deal with Harry's aunt and uncle.

"Hello Vernon," Harry spit, feeling his years of hatred bubbling up in his chest.

His thick uncle didn't even look him in the eyes as he spoke, "Come on now boy. If I have to keep you for a few months I will, but I won't like it."

"No, luckily for you, you won't have to deal with me this summer. As much as I would like to spend my free time hating my life, I've been invited to spend it at my friends house."

"What? Another freak like you're parents?" Vernon growled, staring at Hermione's bushy hair.

"No, actually she's from a normal family, like you. Her parents are dentist." Harry said, matter of factly.

He could see his uncle's mind trying to decide which was worse, living with Harry or letting him have any sort of fun this summer. It took him a few minutes but he finally growled and asked, "Are you sure they're dentists?"

Harry wasn't sure if that was Vernon's way of justifying his decision, but he didn't care, as long as he convinced him to let him go. "Yeah, dentist."

"Fine, maybe hanging around normal folks will straighten you up." Vernon said, looking at the sky.

Without another word, Harry grabbed Hermione's hand and left the station, dragging their luggage. They hopped in a taxi and headed for the only place they could think of, The Leaky Cauldron. They needed place to stay until they could get settled down in a place of their own. Harry had enough money stored away in Gringott's to buy a small place out in the country side, but without magic, it was going to take them a long time to get set up. Hermione felt bad using Harry’s money, but she didn’t see any other options.

Harry wasn't sure in the legal matter of buying a house, so Hermione was the one who set up the contract. What they finally ended up choosing was a tiny one bedroom one bathroom in a tiny village that was mostly wizard friendly. The best part of being out in the country would be hiding from all the nosy papers and tabloids. The idea of Harry Potter, the chosen one, running off with some muggle born would end up on the front page of The Daily Prophet.

The first few weeks of living together were awkward for the new couple. They were still too young to get married officially, but they really were acting like they were. Harry would spend his day fixing up the place as best he could without magic and Hermione would do the shopping and cooking for the two. She found that cooking was a lot like potion making, which was easy without Snape's greasy nose poking in on her every little move. At night, they slept in the same bed, mainly because they couldn't afford two beds, but also because it gave them an excuse to fool around before going to sleep.

Hermione’s hormones were raging uncontrollably and she never knew what her body wanted next. She would be horny and sick, crave random foods, have crazy mood swings and want nothing more than to go back to sleep. It was a living hell but it did have its perks. Harry couldn't seem to keep his hands off of her and Hermione was just eager as he was.

One late summer afternoon, Hermione pulled Harry away from his house work and dragged him in to their tiny little bedroom. She had that look in her eye that she was going to have sex and there was nothing he could do to stop it. There was something sweet in the air, something driving her wild, but she wasn’t sure what it was. Maybe it was the pear trees blooming outside their window, or maybe the freshly mowed grass in the yard, but Hermione couldn’t help but feeling dizzy with excitement. She pushed Harry up against the wall and her lips against his, kissing him till their hearts started beating out of control. In a flash, both of their clothes were off and in a heap on the floor.

"You sure this is alright?" Harry asked as he slowly pressed his cock towards Hermione's vagina.

"Should be, I can't find many books on this..." Hermione said through bated breath.

"Oh you and your books." Harry grinned, pushing himself in as gently as he could.

With an evil grin, Hermione pulled herself off of his cock slipped her mouth around it. With remarkable skill she relaxed her throat and pushed her lips to the base of his long throbbing shaft. Harry let out a low growl as the tight hotness of her throat enveloped him. She held her mouth there until the lack of oxygen made her head spin.

With a long slurping sound she pulled her head back and said, "I learned that in a book."

Harry nodded, "I take back all the bad things I've ever said about books."

"Everything?" She grinned, licking the tip of his shaft.

"Sure." He said, desperate for her mouth again.

Hermione laughed, shaking her head. She pushed her mouth back down of his cock, tasting the strange slimy coldness of her saliva still on it. As she sucked his cock, she made a mental note to never let it get cold again. Once she felt comfortable again, she relaxed her throat again and shoved her mouth back down, feeling Harry's cock throb in the back of her mouth. She felt his legs twitch then jerk, his whole body growing tight. Her mind was starting to spin again, but she knew he was close, so she didn't dare come up for air. She clenched her throat down, sucked as hard as she could, bobbing her head up and down a few times, until sure enough, she felt Harry's cock twitch hard, a burst of his seed pumping deep down her throat. She pulled her head back, gasping for air, and caught the rest of his load in her mouth, swallowing it down it a loud gulp.

"Blimey 'Mione, that felt great." Harry said when he finally caught his breath.

Hermione just smiled, her throat still too tired to talk. She was still a little horny, but she knew that Harry wasn't going to be ready to go again for a while and she needed to start cooking dinner. Doing household chores were a pain without magic, but since they were both from muggle families, they'd get by.

As the months passed they grew closer to each other, and Hermione began to feel like she had done the right thing, or at the least, dealt with her problems the right way. She knew that she was going to have to tell Harry the truth someday, but for now, till the baby was born, it would be her little secret.


To be continued

Author's notes

Okay it's short, but since I wanted to write the next chapter I had to get this one out of the way. I should have the next chapter soon, and if all goes according to plan, Hermione tells Harry. That's the plan, but if anyone's got any suggestions, let me know. So far, I've been very happy with the feedback you readers have left for me, so keep it up.

To the reader kyle, yes I can use a beta reader, but I don't know how much more of this story there is to need one, but leave an email or some way I can contact you.

And, someday soon maybe a few months from now, I'll be going away for a while. Which means I won't be around a computer, it might even last a year. So don't worry if I don't update for a while, I'll still be writing, it'll just be on paper. And, when I get back, I'll post all of the smutty goodness. Duty calls.