Ultimate Experience Part I : Passion

The following story had been previously posted on AFF.net as a One-Shot under the name of Ultimate Experience. However, after a thorough evaluation, I have come to the decision of rewriting it into something better! Therefore, I present to you a new and polished version :)

The story will consist of 6 chapters over all!


Enjoy ;)


Yours truly,

Ms Velvela

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Chapter 1




'Come on, Hermione! Don't be such a tedious nerd for once and come out with us tonight! I give you my solemn word that it will be nothing like you have ever experienced before!'

Ginny’s exasperated voice has been proclaiming more or less the same theme for the past half hour. It might have been all for nothing if the two women wouldn't have been surrounded by numerous wizards and witches who, though creating an efficient illusion of working, were listening to every word that was being said to the distinguished Hermione Granger, owner of the Order of Merlin - First Class.

'Your word stays solemn right up to the moment you lay your hands on a cocktail, Ginny,' whispered Hermione back feverishly, making sure none but her fiery-headed friend could hear her.

The younger witch threw her hands up and exclaimed as loudly as before;

'And do you see me holding a glass with an umbrella on top of it now? Hun, you are only making excuses - and poor ones at that! I am genuinely starting to worry that you will end up spending the rest of your dust-free days parked in this blasted Auror Department without experiencing the definition of the word "fun".'

Hermione shot her an exasperated look. However, something else must have peaked through her countenance as well.

'Don’t worry,' continued Ginny now in a much more hushed fashion than before. 'The only other people attending will be Harry, Parvati and Neville. Promise you.'

Hermione noticeably relaxed at these words. After graduating from Hogwarts almost four years ago she and Ginny have become much closer then they have ever been during their school years. Establishments like Hogwarts had a habit of making trivial gaps in age seem much more extreme then they were in reality. What is more, their friendship strengthened further by mutual understanding of each other as well as partaking part in a war that by all means should have been fought by full-grown wizards of the time. She has come to learn that Ginny’s promise was not an empty word and that the young witch herself was someone she could always rely on.

'So... he's not coming, is he?' enquired Hermione in a carefully masked manner.

Ginny negatively shook her head. Gentle compassion shone in her beautiful bright brown eyes.

'No, Hermione. He’s not coming.'

Hermione’s hesitation was obvious and a number of minutes must have passed before the silence between her and Ginny was broken. Hermione was so engrossed in her inner debate that she ultimately failed to notice that the rest of the Ministry's Auror Department had fallen silent. All sat or stood still as every last employee waited for what was about to come next with a held breath.

'Alright, I’ll go,' announced Hermione abruptly. She would have said more but the next moment she found herself being jumped upon by a happily squealing Ginny.

Hermione was rapidly developing a nagging thought that perhaps she had not made the right decision, after all.

Her apprehension heightened further as the room around her all of a sudden exploded with applause.

Oh, Merlin...Why do I have a feeling that nothing will turn out as planned?



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