What Anniversary? (R)
“Happy anniversary, Hermione” Ron murmured into her neck.
“Wh-what?” Men are supposed to forget anniversaries, not make them up.
“Our first shag was tonight.” He explained while unbuttoning her blouse.
“No, it wasn’t,” Hermione protested weakly.
Continuing to undress her, he whispered into her ear “In my dreams.”
“Oh,” finally understanding.
“Can’t say I didn’t know you were a girl after that,” he chuckled, kissing along her naked chest, “it’s been four years.”
“Wait - The Yule Ball was tonight!” she exclaimed, realizing the date.
“Um-hmmm,” his voice muffled by her breasts. “Reality is so much better,” leading her to bed.