Hermione/Percy Fic
Hey guys and girls!! please review and enjoy this fic!
Title: Kicking the Blues
Author: lkwreader or Lauren
Words: 372
Disclaimer: I don’t own HP…if I did, would I really be writing fanfiction?
Pairing: Hermione/Percy
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Percy cheers Hermione up on a miserable morning.
Warnings (if applicable): possibly not work-safe, but I doubt it.
Genre: Romance
Author's Notes: written for challenge 77 at books_freckles, Monday Morning Blues. Also, for their Muggle Studies class at Hogwarts (I’m assuming Percy would be the most likely Weasley to take Muggle Studies), they learned basic American history, including about the Revolutionary War & Civil War.
It was a gloomy, Monday morning and the rain was coming down in torrents. The thunder was booming and you could see lighting coming down.
Hermione hated these kinds of days. They were so gloomy and before she found out she was a witch, the power would always go out at her home; which scared Hermione. Even now, she hated these kinds of days. She knew that she had to get up and get ready to go to work, but she didn’t have to like it. She didn’t bother getting dressed; she and Percy had been together for 2 ½ years and they had both seen all there is to see. He smiled at her as she came out, but she scowled back, as the rain had put her in a bad mood.
He came over to her and put her mouth near her ear, whispering, “Hermione, what’s wrong?”
“The stupid rain,” she muttered.
“Well, can’t have you going to work mad, can we?” He said. He started kissing her neck slowly, eventually making his way to the groove in her neck, where the fine and thin hair grew. She relaxed her shoulders, suppressing a groan, since Percy knew that was her most sensitive spot. He turned around and kissed her lips, softly but full of passion. As they were kissing, his hands reached up to her breasts, and stroked the darker circle around her nipples and she could feel her nipples stiffen.
He broke away from her and whispered, “Hermione, did you know the battle of Gettysburg was started in part because of a lack of shoes?” he finished, making her giggle.
“Oh Percy, where did you learn that?” She asked.
“Muggle Studies” he answered, smirking at her
“Well, you might’ve learned it there, but why did you bring it up now?” she asked while chuckling.
Percy smiled, and replied, “Oh, you just know how crazy those muggles can be sometimes,” he said before pulling away from her.
“You always know how to brighten my darkest mornings,” Hermione smiled, before heading into their bedroom with him so they could get ready for work. In spite of the crazy facts, it was one of Percy’s quirks, and she loved those about him.
Title: Kicking the Blues
Author: lkwreader or Lauren
Words: 372
Disclaimer: I don’t own HP…if I did, would I really be writing fanfiction?
Pairing: Hermione/Percy
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Percy cheers Hermione up on a miserable morning.
Warnings (if applicable): possibly not work-safe, but I doubt it.
Genre: Romance
Author's Notes: written for challenge 77 at books_freckles, Monday Morning Blues. Also, for their Muggle Studies class at Hogwarts (I’m assuming Percy would be the most likely Weasley to take Muggle Studies), they learned basic American history, including about the Revolutionary War & Civil War.
It was a gloomy, Monday morning and the rain was coming down in torrents. The thunder was booming and you could see lighting coming down.
Hermione hated these kinds of days. They were so gloomy and before she found out she was a witch, the power would always go out at her home; which scared Hermione. Even now, she hated these kinds of days. She knew that she had to get up and get ready to go to work, but she didn’t have to like it. She didn’t bother getting dressed; she and Percy had been together for 2 ½ years and they had both seen all there is to see. He smiled at her as she came out, but she scowled back, as the rain had put her in a bad mood.
He came over to her and put her mouth near her ear, whispering, “Hermione, what’s wrong?”
“The stupid rain,” she muttered.
“Well, can’t have you going to work mad, can we?” He said. He started kissing her neck slowly, eventually making his way to the groove in her neck, where the fine and thin hair grew. She relaxed her shoulders, suppressing a groan, since Percy knew that was her most sensitive spot. He turned around and kissed her lips, softly but full of passion. As they were kissing, his hands reached up to her breasts, and stroked the darker circle around her nipples and she could feel her nipples stiffen.
He broke away from her and whispered, “Hermione, did you know the battle of Gettysburg was started in part because of a lack of shoes?” he finished, making her giggle.
“Oh Percy, where did you learn that?” She asked.
“Muggle Studies” he answered, smirking at her
“Well, you might’ve learned it there, but why did you bring it up now?” she asked while chuckling.
Percy smiled, and replied, “Oh, you just know how crazy those muggles can be sometimes,” he said before pulling away from her.
“You always know how to brighten my darkest mornings,” Hermione smiled, before heading into their bedroom with him so they could get ready for work. In spite of the crazy facts, it was one of Percy’s quirks, and she loved those about him.