It Happened One Night

CHAPTER 8: Hidden Passages







Hermione waited for a few minutes before she followed Remus into the back hall of the house. He was leaning against a bookcase at the darkened hall’s end. When she reached him she was nervously biting her bottom lip.





“I don’t think we are going to be able to fight this.” He said low and rough.





“I don’t think I want to.” She replied. Remus reached up and pressed the nose of an old portrait of Sirius and the bookcase slid to the side and revealed a small doorway. Remus smiled and put his hand on her waist to tug her into the passage with him. He flipped a switch once inside and the bookcase slid back in place, enclosing them in a small alcove.





Remus had very acute night vision, so seeing his way in the dark was easy enough as he ran his fingers over the wick of a beeswax candle and watched it flicker to life, dimly lighting the tiny space. Words weren’t needed as Remus pulled her into his arms and covered her lips with his. Hermione moaned softly and opened her mouth, accepting his kiss and joining in with fervent forays into his mouth with her tongue.





“I’ve wanted to kiss you again since the moment you walked in tonight.” Remus whispered into her mouth as he pressed her back into the wall.







“I didn’t know you saw me come in.” She said breathlessly as his lips traversed the long line of her neck, nibbling softly.







“I could smell you the second you apparated onto the stoop.” He growled against her throat as she shoved his jacket from his shoulders. “I was instantly hard and eager to set eyes on you again.”







“I’ve thought about you non stop since the night of the wedding.” Hermione was tugging his tie free from its knot and plucking impatiently at the buttons on his shirt. “I’ve never wanted anyone like this….” She raked her nails gently down his hairless chest and over his abdomen to start working on the fastenings of his trousers.







“Not very patient are ye, love?” He chuckled, cupping her breasts through the fabric of her dress before dipping his fingers into her cleavage.





“No, it’s been almost a month….” She tugged his belt loose and opened the button and lowered the zipper. “Now…..please.”





Remus began to gather her voluminous skirt in his hands and tug upwards until he could grasp her bare bottom in his hands and lift her.





“You aren’t wearing knickers are you?” His voice was raspy and sent chills skating across her skin.





“I took them off earlier. I was hoping I might convince you to go home with me later.” She confessed softly as she wrapped her legs around his hips. Remus cast a quick contraceptive charm and tossed his wand to the floor before sliding into her slick heat slow and easy. They were both groaning softly as they came together.







“Gods I thought I had imagined how tight you were.” Remus said, pressing his forehead against hers. He pulled out slowly and pressed back into her with more force. Hermione let her head fall back against the wall and tightened the grip of her legs around his hips.







“Don’t stop Remus, please!” She pleaded. Remus couldn’t take his eyes off of her face as he fucked her slowly up against the wall in the hidden passage. Her face was so expressive, every emotion, every single moment of pleasure was there for him to see.





“Damn, love, you are amazing.” He began to take her more forcefully, his ears ringing with her cries of pleasure. The sheer ecstasy of being inside her slick heat was almost too much.





“Remus I’m…..oh gods!” He could feel the tight clasping of her walls around him as she came. Her greedy little body sucked at him through her orgasm until he couldn’t hold back his own release and flooded her with his warmth.







“So much for my vow to let you be.” Remus said, shaking his head and laughing softly.







“I don’t think I can move.” Hermione groaned, tightening her arms around his shoulders as her legs slid from around his hips. She moaned slightly as she felt the sticky trickle of his seed on the insides of her thighs. “Can I borrow your wand?”







“What for?” He asked, wondering if she would hex him for taking her in a dirty cubby hole.







“So I can clean up a bit.” She said, shifting uncomfortably. Remus blushed a little and reached for his wand where he had tossed it to the floor and handed it to her.





“Sorry, I suppose I really didn’t think things through when I decided I couldn’t wait until we were in a more private location to have you.” Remus was righting his clothing as she cast the cleansing charm. She reached up and refastened his shirt and tied his tie while he caressed her arms.





“Did it sound like I was complaining?” She asked, tucking his wand into his pocket as he shrugged into his jacket. “Because I can assure you I have no complaints.”





Remus slid his hands along the sides of her neck and tilted her chin up to kiss her again. He took her mouth slowly, a soft, wet slide of lips and tongue that had her warming all over again and melting against him.





“We should get back.” He said softly, kissing her again briefly before stepping back. “Would you come home with me tonight?” He asked.





“I was just about to ask you the same thing.” She smiled. “I want to spend the night with you again.”





The corner of his mouth lifted in a slight smile as he tapped her on the end of her nose with his finger. He stepped up to the back of the bookcase and listened, sniffing in search of others who might see them. It took a few minutes but when he was certain that the hall was clear he flipped the switch and the bookcase slid open. The exited, closing the passage behind them and quickly made their way back into the front room where the party was.









Harry nudged Ginny when Remus and Hermione reappeared together.



“Look who popped back up.” Harry said. Ginny smiled and started to laugh softly.





“I wonder where those two got off to.” They were both smiling from ear to ear and it was pretty clear that wherever they had gone, they had made one another quite happy.





“You don’t think they were…..” Harry saw Remus trying to subtly re-tie the sash of Hermione’s dress as he stood behind her. “Well I suppose that answers my question for me.”







“Let it go, sweetheart.” Ginny said, putting her arm around Harry.







“I just don’t understand what is going on. They aren’t dating but they’re sneaking off like teenagers in the middle of a party.” Harry watched them talk to one another and he had to admit that they truly looked content, though weren’t most people content after sex? Or in his case at least sleepy.





“It’s their….relationship, if you want to call it that. They will work it out.” She kissed him on the cheek and rested her head on his shoulder. “She looks happier than I can remember seeing her.”





“So does Remus and they both look fantastic. Do you think they will end up together?” Harry asked, cuddling his bride closer.







“You never know, Harry. I don’t care, as long as she is happy.”