Date: April 26/2003 Character(s): Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger Location: Hermione's flat Status: Private Summary: Ron and Hermione reunite Completion: Incomplete
Ron was more nervous about this than anything else he had done so far in Annwn. He took a deep breath, preparing himself to see her. Hopefully she wouldn't just slam the door in his face, but if that happened he would spend all night outside of her flat is need be. He didn't think that George would let him escape without at least talking to Hermione and even without that threat looming over him, he didn't think he could deal with himself if they didn't at least talk.
Maybe he should have Owled ahead of time. Maybe he should have asked Harry to talk to her first. Maybe he wasn't brave enough to face her. Maybe...
Quit it, Ron, he told himself. He was going to do this. He needed to, for both of them.
Hoping this wouldn't automatically turn into another fight, Ron knocked softly on Hermione's door and waited.
Hermione put down her book and walked over to the door. "Who could that be?" she thought to herself. Hermione looked through the peephole and saw a flash of red hair. "George?" Hermione called through the door as she unlocked it and swung open the door. "What's the ma..." Hermione froze. It wasn't the Weasley she had expected. Instead, she found herself face-to-shoulder with Ron. Hermione could barely whisper, "Ron..."
Hermione was so tempted to grab Ron and just kiss him. On the other hand, she was still so furious with him. Her emotions were pulling her in all directions and it was driving her crazy. Why was she so calm with everything except Ron? Why did he drive her to do irrational, crazy things like leave her job and family to follow him to an unknown place? No matter how hard she fought it, Hermione knew the answer: she loved him. She was head-over-heels, giddy-as-a-school-girl crazy about this man.
Hermione composed herself and managed to coolly ask, "Yes, how can I help you?"
Ron had to fight the urge to grab her and never let go the second that she opened the door. He felt like he had never noticed how beautiful she was before. Which was totally ridiculous because he had noticed it plenty before, even if he had a lousy way of showing it. It had been too long since they had last seen each other. She really did seem like the most beautiful thing that had ever existed to him. At first he felt as if he wouldn't be able to say anything to her and he had to look away before any words could be formed.
"I thought..." he started but he always felt so stupid to use that word around her. 'Thought', as if anything he could think would equal up to whatever she had going on inside of that completely brilliant mind of hers. "Can we talk?"
Hermione watched as Ron spoke. She couldn't help but melt at his nervousness. And she knew Ron well enough to know that it meant a lot for him to come down and speak to her. She also knew that when it came to Ron and her, nothing was ever easy, clear-cut. Did she really want to put herself through all that again? Looking into Ron's eyes, Hermione knew that yes, he meant the world to her. Fighting with Ron was better than not having Ron in her life at all.
Hermione considered Ron's request for a moment. "Okay, Hermione...be strong," she told herself. "Be rational about this..." Hermione stepped aside and said, "Sure," in a warmer tone. She could never really, truly stay angry with Ron but she did want him to take things seriously, their relationship seriously. She knew that their relationship was far from perfect and she wanted to make it work.
Hermione panted and let out euphoric moans as Ron trailed kisses down her neck. Every sense was heightened and the anticipation was so intense she thought she was going to black out. Hermione felt a light breeze on her wetness as Ron finally pulled away her panties. Hermione laid fully naked on her bed, panting. She reached up and gave Ron a passionate kiss as she trailed down Ron's body with her other hand to Ron's now throbbing, hard cock. She lightly ran her fingers along Ron's shaft, never breaking their kiss.
Ron kissed her back, finally letting the lust in him drive him to more than teasing. His lips were just as forceful as hers. Her hand on his erection sent more need through him. His body tensed, wanting to feel more of her, all of her.
He broke their kiss to catch his breath and to look down at the contact between then. He looked back up at her, his expression filled desire. He wanted to be inside of her, but he couldn't just take it, no matter how responsive she was being or the fact that she clearly wanted him too.
Hermione whimpered a little at the sudden loss of contact. She looked up at Ron with her eyes full of lust. “I need you inside me Ron, now.” Hermione’s animal instincts took over and she grabbed Ron’s hair, a little roughly, and gave him a passionate, lustful kiss with all of her wonton desires coursing through her body. She wanted to please Ron and to be please by Ron.
Ron let his mind be swept away by the kiss. He wasn't even aware that he positioned their bodies until he finally felt Hermione surrounding him. A small grunt left him as he entered her.
It was pure bliss to him, after being away from her for so long, to be this close to her and inside of her. For a moment he simply took in the sensation, enjoying it, before started to move. His body screamed at him to make his movements as quick as he possibly could, but he showed self control and started out slowly. He wanted to experience every bit of her and draw it out as long as possible. He knew it wouldn't be able to keep up slow, teasing movements though, especially considering how her words and actions were driving him mad.
He said her name and kissed her before he started to pick up pace.
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Maybe he should have Owled ahead of time. Maybe he should have asked Harry to talk to her first. Maybe he wasn't brave enough to face her. Maybe...
Quit it, Ron, he told himself. He was going to do this. He needed to, for both of them.
Hoping this wouldn't automatically turn into another fight, Ron knocked softly on Hermione's door and waited.
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Hermione was so tempted to grab Ron and just kiss him. On the other hand, she was still so furious with him. Her emotions were pulling her in all directions and it was driving her crazy. Why was she so calm with everything except Ron? Why did he drive her to do irrational, crazy things like leave her job and family to follow him to an unknown place? No matter how hard she fought it, Hermione knew the answer: she loved him. She was head-over-heels, giddy-as-a-school-girl crazy about this man.
Hermione composed herself and managed to coolly ask, "Yes, how can I help you?"
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"I thought..." he started but he always felt so stupid to use that word around her. 'Thought', as if anything he could think would equal up to whatever she had going on inside of that completely brilliant mind of hers. "Can we talk?"
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Hermione considered Ron's request for a moment. "Okay, Hermione...be strong," she told herself. "Be rational about this..." Hermione stepped aside and said, "Sure," in a warmer tone. She could never really, truly stay angry with Ron but she did want him to take things seriously, their relationship seriously. She knew that their relationship was far from perfect and she wanted to make it work.
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He broke their kiss to catch his breath and to look down at the contact between then. He looked back up at her, his expression filled desire. He wanted to be inside of her, but he couldn't just take it, no matter how responsive she was being or the fact that she clearly wanted him too.
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It was pure bliss to him, after being away from her for so long, to be this close to her and inside of her. For a moment he simply took in the sensation, enjoying it, before started to move. His body screamed at him to make his movements as quick as he possibly could, but he showed self control and started out slowly. He wanted to experience every bit of her and draw it out as long as possible. He knew it wouldn't be able to keep up slow, teasing movements though, especially considering how her words and actions were driving him mad.
He said her name and kissed her before he started to pick up pace.
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