It was late at night towards the end of July, still a few days until Bill and Fleur’s wedding. The whole Burrow was quite, almost. Within the attic, a Silencing Charm upon the room, if anyone was in the room they would hear the small moans and loud smacking sounds of and eager 17 year old wizard Ron Weasley slurping, sucking and licking away at the usually modest Hermione Granger. She was moaning and whimpering, her hips bucking and tossing like a crazed bronco. It had started off innocently enough, Ron slipping silently out of his room and Hermione apparating from the room she shared with Ginny. They were just snuggling on an old cot used when more family members stayed at the small house. They started kissing and one thing lead to another until they got here. Hermione started moaning wildly, risking breaking the Silencing Charm on the room. She grabbed Ron’s head, holding it tight to her spasming pussy, arriving at her first orgasm of the night. After a few moments she released her hold on Ron’s head. He looked up at her, her juices dripping from his chin. When she regained her composure, she looked back down at him. “Oh my god! If I knew you were this good…How did you learn all this? Was it with Lavender?” she asked knowing that the whole episode with Lavender made Ron feel extremely bad and want to continue to make it up to her. “No, actually…like I’ve told you before, nothing happened between us. As to where I learned, you’re not the only one who knows how to study.” he said with a chuckle. “Oh, really, since you mentioned it I have been studying some things since the end of semester last year. Muggle libraries have much more detailed books on sex and love making as opposed to the Wizarding libraries that concentrate on using spells and potions. And to answer your next questions, yes I have been going through those too.” He smiled up at her and she grabbed his shirt collar pulling him back up, locking her lips with his, almost magnetically. She then flipping him over so she was lying on top of him, with a wicked smile on her face. She licked down his chest and abdomen, undoing his pants and sliding them off. Ron’s breathing increased, watching anxiously for her to continue. She was kneeling between his legs, gently tracing the outline of his erection with her fingernails. He growled, “Please stop teasing me!” She smiled that mischievous smile again, “Well I guess you have earned something…” She reached out and slid his boxers off, his cock jumping out at her. She saw it and looked up at Ron, “My goodness Ronald, I guess your height isn’t the only thing that increased over the summer.” She grabbed his 8 inches and started to slowly rub her hands up and down the entire length. He groaned obviously enjoying the treatment she was giving him. She leaned down cautiously, gently lowering her mouth over the head. He moaned even more when he felt her hot, wet tongue swirling around his cock head. She began to slowly take more into her mouth, gagging slightly when the head hit the back of her throat. She got over that quickly and began to deep throat his piece of meat. It only took a few minutes and Ron began to blast his cum into Hermione’s accepting mouth, swallowing every drop. She slid back up his body and began kissing him again, preparing to continue their pleasure when a loud knocking, pounding really on the front door was heard. Hermione gasped, “Harry’s here, we need to get back to bed. She quickly gathered their clothes, re-dressed and returned to their rooms just as Mrs. Weasley ran down the stairs to the door.
Harry walked in carrying one end of his trunk; with Lupin carry the other end. She grabbed him and pulled him into a tight rib-breaking hug. “Harry, how are you? You look so thin, have the Muggles been underfeeding you?” “No Mrs. Weasley, I’m fine.” he said not wanting to tell her that he hadn’t been with the Dursleys since he turned 17. He had been traveling around, accompanied by Lupin for most of his trip. He had found a lead on one of the Horcruxes that Dumbledore had told him about. Unfortunately though it turned out to be a dead end, the item not actually being Helena Hufflepuff’s cup, like they had thought. ‘Remis, good to see you, been keeping Harry out of trouble?” “It’s actually the other way around, Molly. Harry had saved me a few times, brewing the wolfs bane potion for me.” “Has he really?” she asked excitedly, “That’s quite a difficult potion.” “I thought the Professor helped me back in third year against the dementors, I thought it was only fair that I find some way to help him.” “Well Harry you must be quite a Potion-maker. You seemed a bit exhausted after you’re trip, I’ll go set up a bed for you in Ron’s room. She hurried off to make up the bed and Harry turned to Lupin. “Thank you Harry for not telling Molly the whole story, she might have been very angry at me.” “Professor, I had to help. I’d known that I might run into you so I started studying the potion, just in case. The one I gave you was the first successful batch.” “Still I have to thank you, I don’t know what would’ve happened had you not come along to stop me.” “Don’t mention it.” he said stifling a yawn. Mrs. Weasley came back and saw that, “Off to bed with you Harry.” “Yes ma’am.” he said without argument, trudging up the stairs. She turned to Lupin, “You know Tonks has been asking about you almost daily, she’s quite worried about you.” “Yes I know Molly; I’m actually on my way to see her. Give my regards to Arthur, goodnight.” He walked out the door, disappearing into the night.
Harry awoke the next morning to an all too familiar sound; it was Hermione and Ron, arguing again as usual. He sat up in bed looking over at them sitting on Ron’s bed waiting for him to wake up. “About time sleepy-head,” Ron said laughing at Harry’s bed head. “Well honestly who can sleep with you two arguing. Do I dare ask what it is about this time?” “No, it’s not a big deal Harry,” Hermione said. Mrs. Weasley has lunch waiting for you then you and Ron have to go for your apparition tests.” “Oh!” Ron groaned remember his last test attempt. She looked at him, “Come on then Ron, I’ve seen you practicing and you have it down, just relax and stay calm. You can do it.” They trudged off down the stairs while Hermione went to check what was keeping Ginny. She walked into the room quietly and heard a strange almost squishy sound. She walked around the corner and found Ginny masturbating. She turned bright red and pulled the blankets up over her head when she saw Hermione walk in, catching her in the act. Hermione walked over and pulled the blanket down, looking down into Ginny’s embarrassed face. “Ginny, come out here.” She slowly pulled the blanket away from her face, “Please don’t tell mum,” she said in barely above a whisper. “Now why would I tell your mum about what you were doing? It natural and everyone does it.” “You don’t, but of course you don’t have to, you have my brother…” “Ginny…how did you know about your brother and me?” “I heard you apparate out last night and then I saw Ron sneak out of his room up to the attic. Then I saw you when you when you came back, your clothes disheveled and your hair mussed. It was pretty obvious what you were doing. But I guess that’s alright since he really does love you…No one loves me like that, Dean was just trying to get into my panties and Neville, let’s just say our dancing at the Yule ball kept him too busy to try anything. I thought that Harry…” she trailed off a single tear sliding silently down her cheek. “Why don’t you just tell Harry how you feel? I know he still cares about you…I willing to bet that he does actually love you. I know you’ve liked him since you saw him at the station. I also know that the only reason he broke up with you is because he doesn’t want Voldemort coming after you. All that still doesn’t explain why you were in here, playing with yourself.” “Well after you fell asleep, Harry went into Ron’s room and fell fast asleep. I snuck in there to see him, and he was obviously having a sexy dream because his cock was standing straight up and it looked huge! That got me so horny I couldn’t sleep so I waited for you to wake up and go see Ron so I could get myself off. It was so big, at least 9 inches and about 4 inches around; oh…I just imagined it slamming into me, over and over.” She was getting worked up again, and began to pinch her nipples through her night shirt. Hermione too was getting turned on and even though she was in love with Ron she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have Harry’s pole deep within her. Before either of them knew what was happening Hermione was kissing Ginny, unbuttoning her shirt and Ginny had Hermione’s pants down around her knees, rubbing her clit frantically. She finally got her shirt off and began to suck lightly on her nipples. Ginny brought her hands back up and grabbed Hermione’s head holding it tight to her breasts. Hermione reached with one hand, grabbing her wand and flicked it at the door, silencing the room. She then went back and slowly began to lower Ginny’s pajama pant and then her panties. She slid down her body slowly dragging her tongue down over her stomach, then down to her pussy, which was begging for attention. Hermione started out slowly, licking from the bottom to the top, swirling her tongue around Ginny’s pulsating clit each time she got to the top. Then she started darting her tongue into her hole, tongue-fucking her. Ginny reached up and grabbed Hermione’s hip, practically ripping off her jeans and thong, which she had just started wearing to please Ron, and pulled her so that her wet hole was directly over her mouth. Ginny began to lick, suck, and nibble every inch of her friend’s tight pussy as she could. Within just a few minutes both girls were bucking and moaning in orgasmic pleasure. There was two loud pops as Fred and George apparated into the room, catching the girls in the act. “Well George I guess we should’ve knocked…” “Yes, Fred, then they could’ve had a chance to scramble for their clothes and make up some excuse…” Hermione held her shirt covering herself while Ginny pulled her blanket over herself. “Oh come now girls, we wouldn’t tell anyone anyway. Mum said to come get you, breakfast is ready.” They apparated out again, leaving the girls where they were. The girls got dressed quickly racing down the stairs to the kitchen sitting down for breakfast. Neither of they made eye contact with either Fred or George during the whole meal. Mrs. Weasley informed them that they would be heading off to Diagon Alley once Harry and Ron returned from their tests.
After they had eaten the girls were outside, throwing gnomes out of the garden. Crookshanks thought it was funny just to chase after the little critters, to get rid of them. Shortly after they had started their were three loud pops coming from the front yard. Harry, Ron, and Lupin arrived back at the house. Harry and Ron both held high their certificates showing that they had passed their tests. Ginny smiled at both of them, though not meeting Harry’s eyes. Hermione hugged them both and gave Ron a knowing glance. Mrs. Weasley had them all come into the house, crowding around the fireplace. Each of them in turn stepped in threw down the Floo Powder and shouted, “Diagon Alley!” disappearing in a blast of green flames, and then reappearing in the fireplace of the Leaky Cauldron. They all arrived and moved through the shady looking pub out the back door. Mrs. Weasley tapped the three bricks with her wand, causing the magical gateway to open up. The four friends moved quickly trying to go off on their own. Mrs. Weasley tried to stop them but then gave up. “Watch yourselves; I’ll meet you at Fred and George’s in one hour.” She then moved off heading towards the joke shop.
As they were walking Hermione gave Ginny a wink and whispered something into Ron’s ear. He said, “Why don’t you two head over to the book store while I take Ginny over to the new robe shop. They went off one way, Harry and Hermione went off on another. Once out of sight, Hermione shoved Harry against the wall of a shop. “Do you have any idea what agony you are causing that girl?” she spoke very harshly, very unlike her. “What do you mean Hermione? Who?” “Are you that dumb? Ginny! You broke up with her and she’s been heart-broken ever since. It’s only been recently that I’ve been able to get her to talk to me about it. She still loves you and when you ignore her, it hurts her even more. “Can’t you see that you were meant for each other? If you weren’t she would’ve moved on, but she tried that, remember? Smith, Dean? She hasn’t forgotten about you like I advised her during her first year.’ Harry started to say something, but Hermione shushed him, “Quiet, I’m not done! She understands where you were coming from, and doesn’t care she wants you to be back with her. Give your relationship a chance, take it slow and don’t snuff it out the minute a problem arises.” She let up on the collar of his shirt taking a step back. Harry looked stunned that Hermione had been so forceful. “But Hermione…” She gave a look that could freeze an inferno. “No buts Harry! I will not let you continue to hurt her.” Her gaze softened up a bit, “And since I’m sure Ron chickened out about telling you, he and I are dating…” Harry cut in, “I am well aware of that. Ron actually kind of blurted it out as we were waiting our turn. He said that you came up and just kissed him, and it took off from there. I was actually wondering which one of you were going to make the first move. You were shooting signals at him since fourth year. You were actually very upset that Ron didn’t ask you quickly enough. Padma told me that you all were talking about who you wanted when you found out about the ball. Trust me he remembered what you said to him that night. Anyway, I think I’ll take your advice. Did Ron and Ginny really go to the robe shop?” “Yes they did she needs new robes…” “Well I was wondering why we wouldn’t all go at the same time to the Dervish and Botts. Why don’t we go and join them?” They walked off as Dean and Lavender walked by arm in arm, fingers intertwined. Dean gave Harry a brief shove as he passed, still miffed over the fact that Ginny chose Harry instead of him. Harry and Hermione just kept on walking ignoring his immaturity.
They met up with Ron and Ginny coming out of the robe shop. Hermione walked over to Ron, giving him a peck on the cheek. Harry walked over to Ginny leaning down, whispering into her ear. They walked around the corner of the building into the alley for a bit of privacy. “Listen Ginny, I know what I did was, well stupid…I am sorry that it caused you so much pain, if there is any way I could take it away from you I would do it…” She looked up at him, “There is Harry,” she grabbed his arm dragging him back out into the middle of the square, turning again to face him. “Kiss me, right here, in front of all these people. A small crowd started gathering around them, Hermione and Ron at the front of the crowd. Harry turned a deep shade of red and looked down at her, their friends cheering him on. Harry leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips. The crowd erupted in cheers at the young love. The commotion caused Mrs. Weasley to come out of the store to see what was going on. She saw her tiny daughter Ginny wrapped in Harry’s arms, them smiling at each other. The crowd dispersed and she walked over to them, “So Ginny you did hear something I said,” she looked down at them, happily. “This large square you are standing on right now is called the Forgiveness circle. Young lovebirds come her to make up from a fight our anything else. A legend says when two lovers kiss here after a big fight they are forever linked together.” She reached down patting them both on the shoulder before leaving them again. They walked over to Ron and Hermione. Ginny looked to Hermione, “Thanks for letting Mum believe I remembered what she had said. They all laughed and giggled as they walked over to the book store to collect the books they would need for the coming year. Harry and Ron were talking in the corner, thanks for talking me into going back this year, mate. I probably wouldn’t have if you didn’t.” They went back to talking about Quidditch, when the girls re-joined them. Harry looked quickly at his watch, “Oh, we have to hurry; we were supposed to be at the joke shop ten minutes ago.” They each paid for their books and left running across the square to the joke shop which was just closing up. “Harry, Mum told us, it’s about time too…” the twins Fred and George said finishing each others sentences as always. Mrs. Weasley re joined them and they all walked back to gateway and took the Floo network back to the Burrow. Once there Mrs. Weasley began preparing dinner and the other all went up to Ron’s room chatting, laughing and talking loudly. They all knew that Ginny and Harry were back together and that Ron and Hermione were, but during their conversation they learned that Fred was dating Angelina, the former Qudditch captain. George was dating a younger witch from America who was transferring to Hogwarts for her final year. After a few minutes talk turned to Quidditch. About and hour later Mrs. Weasley was calling them down to dinner. As they all walked down the stairs Mr. Weasley walked into the house greeting everyone. They ate without incident. Mrs. Weasley announced that the next day they wuld be attending the rehearsal for the wedding. With full bellies and tired yawns they all departed for bed, Fred and George leaving for their own residences.
To be continued...