Chapter 13: Union
Harry was getting stiff and hungry, he had been reading for several hours. Crookshanks was curled up next to him on the couch sleeping. Then he heard the distinct scratching at his window that signaled an owl had arrived. He quickly stood, placed the book on the coffee table, and went to the window. He let Hedwig in and as she landed on his arm he welcomed her "hello girl" he took the letter from her and stroked her chest affectionately. "Rest awhile girl, I have more work for you to do today," said Harry as he placed Hedwig on her perch. "Here's an owl treat girl" she took the owl treat from him then emptied her water bowl and settled down to sleep. Harry closed the window and then took the letter back to the couch. It was addressed to them both so he opened it.
Hermione and Harry,
We have signed the paperwork and sent it to Gringott's with Hedwig. We regret the circumstances that made this necessary but we fully accept this responsibility.
Harry, we will treat you like the son we never had. In fact we will formally adopt you if you so wish. Please consider our home yours now. We will clear out the guest room for you to use.
Emma and I would like to spend our summer vacation with the two of you. We understand that you are probably in danger so will cancel our travel plans. We can come join you there or pick you up and go wherever you want or need to go.
This year our vacation starts August 1st, please let us into your life as much as you can.
Love
Dan and Emma Granger
Harry dried his cheeks and looked at Hermione's sleeping form. What incredible parents she has, I am beginning to understand why Hermione is such a wonderful person. Having barely met him they were not only willing to become his guardians but provide a home for him. They even offered to adopt him! He thought about that for a moment, still looking at Hermione sleeping in his bed. Adoption would not be right, then he would in some sense be marrying his sister? No he would be content to be their son-in-law. He loved the idea of living with them but he regretted he could probably not do it. They would be married by then and he and Hermione would have to live at Grimauld place for safety's sake. Harry made a mental note to talk to Hermione about that. Thank you Sirius, this has helped me more than you could imagine; well maybe you knew and that's why you picked them. "Thank you Sirius" Harry spoke out loud to no one in particular. He sat thinking about Sirius for a while then shook himself back to present.
Drying his eyes again Harry stood and went over to the bed. He placed the letter under her wand on the bed and turned to Hedwig. "Wake up girl" Hedwig hooted indignantly at being woken so soon. "Sorry girl. Take this one to Flourish and Blotts then take this one to Dumbledore. Spend the night at Dumbledore's then come back tomorrow, I am sure we will have a letter for the Granger's. He tied the letter to Dumbledore on her leg and she took Hermione's book order in her beak. He opened his window and she was off into the setting sun. He closed the window and the curtains this time.
Time for dinner sleeping beauty he thought. He conjured a dozen lit candles about the room then turned off all the lights. Upon their dinner table and conjured a small feast of spaghetti, garlic bread, salad, and chilled pumpkin juice. A warm pumpkin pie sat in the center of the table flanked by four candles. There he thought I can at least try to start the evening off right. Harry was very apprehensive about what Hermione had planned for tonight. Was she expecting him to actually know what to do? No he told himself she knew he was a virgin, once again Harry Potter placed his complete trust in Hermione's "hands"?
Careful not to wake her prematurely he bent over her, she was so very beautiful when she wasn't worrying about him. He wet his lips then gently pressed them down upon hers. She started responding almost immediately, placing his hands on the bed beside her head and emboldened by her enthusiastic response, he deepened the kiss. Harry pulled back after a moment "Wake up sleeping beauty, you skipped lunch and dinner is waiting."
"Dinner?" she asked stretching out.
Harry couldn't resist, he bent and kissed her again, she wrapped her arms around his neck and refused to let him up for a full minute.
"Oh my I could get used to waking up like this."
"Good, I will try to wake you up this way more often. To answer your questions, you have been sleeping since the attack. Hedwig returned with a letter from your parents; I sent her to Flourish and Blotts and then on to Dumbledore with the report on Moody. I left out only that you were inside my head when we saw the battle. Here is your wand and your parents' letter, they sound like wonderful people and I can't wait to get to know them better." Harry lay down beside her on the bed and gently ran his fingers thru her hair as she read the letter.
"We need to write my parents and tell them about us immediately."
"No Hermione, you need to write them and tell them about us. I think they will take it better coming from their daughter."
"Would you mind them joining us at Grimauld place next month Harry?"
"How did you know that's where I wanted to go?"
"Please Harry don't you think I know you well enough to guess that?"
"Ok Mione, lets eat I'm starving" he got up off the bed and helped her stand up.
When she saw the feast laid out and all the candles she quickly kissed Harry on the cheek. "Oh you do know how to be romantic."
"I'm trying Mione"
They sat down and began working on dinner; both of them had skipped lunch so ate heartily. After they had made a considerable dent into the meal, he asked "How do you think your parents will take us being engaged?"
"Not as bad as most parents of a fifteen, well almost sixteen, year old girl."
"Why is that?"
"Because my parents met very young Harry, about the same age as us actually. They pretty much grew up together, a lot like we have except they lived near each other. When my parents announced that they were going to get married no one but my grandmother was surprised. She told my mum 'you're far too young to understand what love is, I absolutely forbid you to get married until you are twenty one.' Well they were only seventeen at the time so that night my parents eloped and were married. To this day I don't think my mum has talked to her mum."
"That's pretty terrible Hermione."
"Well it's the truth. Before I came here Dumbledore asked me some very personal questions in front of my parents. He brought up legimancy and that he had, as he put it, some skill in it. Yeah right he asked me my feelings towards you, you know how he is. I told him and my parents; you are my best friend in the world and I would do anything to help you and that I love you. My dad was pretty shocked I think but mum seemed to already know and accept it. Dumbledore just grinned like I had told him that his chocolate frog card was the most popular one of all. So there you are; I think my dad needs some time but mum will be supportive. My parents tried for ages to have a second child, dad really wanted to have a son but all they got was me."
"Ok, you will need to write them tomorrow, I told Hedwig to spend tonight with Dumbledore and return tomorrow."
"So it's just you me and Crookshanks tonight then?"
"Yep just us."
Hermione could tell that Harry was beginning to get nervous the closer they got to finishing dinner. Though he greatly enjoyed his pumpkin pie he ate only one slice tonight. She thought he was building up his courage to ask her something so she decided to help him. "This has been a wonderful dinner Harry. Thank you. You are so sweet to me, let's go sit on the couch and talk a while."
Harry looked visibly relieved "Sure Mione." He got up and held out his hand to her, she took it and they walked over to the couch.
When they got there she sat down sideways looking at him. "Harry; sit facing me please"
He twisted so their knees were touching and she took both his hands. "Look at me Harry"
He looked up, only then realizing he had been refusing to look her in the eyes. "Sorry Mione, guess I'm just nervous about this."
"I know Harry so am I, but we can learn about this together. There is no one else I would want to be in this situation with."
"I just need to admit that I have only a vague clue about how this works, I am literally at you're mercy." Harry let out a breath he was unaware he had been holding.
"I have of course read about it and mum talked to me when I started menstruating at twelve. She took it rather clinically though. I know the spell to prevent myself from becoming pregnant and I know that it will probably hurt me the first time."
"Hurt you how?" Harry looked taken aback by this.
"Well Harry a female has a barrier inside that needs to be broken to allow intercourse. I am not sure what its there for but it is. There will be blood; I would suggest we have the lights off so we are not distracted by that." Harry had become increasingly distraught the more she talked about it. "Stop that Harry, your crushing my hands."
He released the death-grip he unconsciously had on her small hands. "This sounds terrible, I don't want to hurt you and I don't want to make you bleed."
"That's just the first time, I am sure tomorrow will be better, though a little sore. I thought talking about it would help you get over your nervousness."
"Yes it is helping I think. I am starting to comprehend how difficult this may be for you where I am just worried about embarrassing myself or you. I will stop worrying about my own awkwardness and concentrate on getting you thru this. That will help me a lot I think."
"Thank you Harry; I know you are the right person to do this with and you won't make fun of my appearance or anything." Hermione looked down as she made her last comment.
Harry cupped her chin and made her look up at him again. "Hermione you are beautiful, I know you don't believe that but I want you to. Try this, see yourself from my perspective for a minute. Use legimancy on me and search for my feelings towards you." He pulled out her wand and offered it to her.
"Legilimens" she spoke quietly looking into his eyes.
Harry felt a rush of images, thousands of images permanently etched into his brain of Hermione. This was more like what had happened with Snape. Strangely the first one that went thru his head was of her when she had used cat hair in the polyjuice potion. For some reason that was always a very endearing memory of her. She kept the images going thru his mind for some time, there didn't really seem to be an end to them and Harry just relaxed and offered her some images that he was fond of. Hermione reading in the library, knitting socks for house elves, watching him play Quidditch, her elation at him finishing the first task, the second task, kissing him on the cheek.
Thru all the images the details of her were always clear and sharp, he never glossed over her appearance, and he always paid attention to every detail about her. She suddenly knew that there was nothing he had seen that he rejected. He accepted her for who she was not some image of perfection she had always hoped to attain. Harry respected her, admired her, and loved her for who she was, the images and feelings in his mind hammered that home to her like nothing else. He could have told her a million times but the images spoke for themselves. Harry Potter loved her, he had tried to hide nothing from her probing thoughts, his mind was naked before her. She lowered her wand, still looking into his eyes she leaned forward and they kissed again. Their lips met and he immediately embraced her, she held his head gently, she pushed her tongue into his mouth, he opened his mouth to her and met her tongue with his. She wanted to express how much she appreciated his willingness to open his mind to her. She had never understood the level of trust he put in her, he gave her his life to do with as she pleased. She was going to show him just how much she loved him.
She pulled back from their kiss for a moment "Thank you Harry, you're wonderful. There is one thing I want to do before we make love. I want us to stand naked and look at each other in the light, then we can turn out the lights and fumble around until we figure it out ok?"
A visibly shaken Harry gulped loudly. "Pity we are in Gryffindor, or we could claim cowardice, ok Mione I don't want to know why I will just do as told."
He pushed her back out of his lap and still holding her hands he helped her up. "Mind if I undress you and you can undress me? We will take turns so we both end up naked together."
Hermione's lower lip was trembling but she clamped her teeth onto it and nodded her head yes. She had suggested this to help them get comfortable but found it amazing that Harry was actually going thru with it. He came closer to her and kissing her on the neck pulled her jumper up. He pulled away from her neck long enough to pull it over her head, being careful of her long hair getting tangled he threw it into the corner. He returned to kissing her neck tenderly.
She only had her bra on her top now. She waited for him to pull away and when he did she started unbuttoning his shirt, she kissed his chest as she undid each button. When she was done with the final button she flicked her tongue into his belly button, he shivered at the suddenness of that but stood his ground. She stood up and pushed his shirt off of his shoulders, she leaned forward and kissed his strong shoulders as his shirt slowly slid down his back she threw it into the corner with hers.
When she stepped back Harry pushed her gently onto the couch. Once she was sitting he knelt in front of her, lifted her skirt to just above her knees he kissed each of her knees then reached for her shoes. He continued kissing the tops of her knees as he removed her shoes and then her stockings, they joined the growing pile in the corner. Her breath was very shallow as she basked in the attention Harry was giving her. He held up each of her bare feet in turn and kissed all the way down to her toes from her knees, her legs were smooth as silk. He stepped back and held out his hands to help her up, she took them and stood now only wearing her undergarments and her skirt. She turned Harry around, reversing their positions on the couch.
Harry sat down and leaned back on the couch. She saw his pants were straining at the crotch otherwise he looked completely relaxed. There was no longer any need for words between them. She knelt before him and took off first his left then his right shoe, she slowly removed his socks, gently dragging with her fingernails as she did so. Again Harry shivered at the touch but tried to stay as still as possible. When he was barefoot she stood and helped him stand.
Now he was wearing only his boxers and pants. She stood there trembling slightly as he embraced her, he kissed her forehead then went to kissing her left ear, as he did this he reached behind her and unzipped her skirt. She felt it release and slide down her legs, she stepped to the side slightly and hooking her skirt with one foot kicked it into the growing pile.
Without breaking away Hermione reached between them and unbuckled his belt, then unbuttoned and finally unzipped his pants. She felt his member released from its bonds, it nearly leapt into her hand. She gently caressed it thru his cotton boxers, then hooked his pants with her thumbs she started kissing down his chest as she slowly knelt, pulling his pants down with her. He obligingly stepped out of his pants and she threw them into the corner. As she stood she couldn't resist looking at his bulging boxers, they stood out well over six inches. A thrill coursed thru her as she realized he was well endowed. She could also feel moisture forming between her legs her knickers suddenly becoming wet. As she stood slowly she kissed his chest, she knew what was next to be removed.
When she finished standing up she turned her back to him so he could see the clasp on her bra. She felt his trembling hands release the clasp, she took a deep breath to steady herself and turned to face him, holding her arms out slightly, waiting for him to remove her bra. He looked her in the eyes questioningly and she nodded her head. He reached up and pulled the bra down and off her arms, she looked at him meekly as he viewed her breasts for the first time. They were much larger than he thought they would be, but she always wore baggy clothes. She had small slightly pink nipples which had been flattened by her bra but now, as he watched intently they moved and became erect. He once again met her eyes and seeing her blush smiled warmly at her.
She immediately stepped a little closer and knelt quickly, snatching his boxers as she went down, they were suddenly around his ankles, he once again stepped out of them and she threw them some where. She looked directly at his penis, inches away from her, he was magnificent. As she stood again she gently caressed his chest with her breasts, her hand found his manhood and gently grasped it. He moaned but quickly fell silent, staring her in the eyes he slowly knelt before her, kissing her straight down, passing between her breasts, she released his manhood when he had dropped too low.
He kissed her stomach and all the way down, over her belly button and to her knickers. He followed her example and pulled them down suddenly. He was very surprised to find only beautiful folds of skin, she had no pubic hair. He looked up into her eyes again questioningly, she mouthed one word. Magic. He grinned and stood as she kicked her knickers away somewhere. This time he reached up in front of her and gently cupped her breasts. She closed her eyes and moaned quietly, he gently rubbed the palm of his hand over her breasts, feeling her hard nipples fold over and pop back up when the pressure had passed.
"NOX" Harry spoke commandingly to the room. Though his wand was in the corner somewhere the room was suddenly plunged into darkness. Hermione placed her arms around his neck and locked her fingers together. He squatted a little and reached behind her knees and with his left arm supporting her back he picked her up and walked slowly to their bed. She snuggled against him, relishing in his strength, he had a lot of muscle tone and she silently thanked Oliver Wood for instilling such a hard practice regimen into the Quidditch team.
Harry paused when he got to the bed; Hermione reached down and moved the comforter and sheet out of the way. He placed her upon the bed and slid in beside her. She felt his member hard against her hip, then he lifted his hip a little and was able to slide closer to her, his member sliding over her leg. He slid his right hand across her stomach and up to cup her left breast again. Squeezing gently he started kissing her cheek; she turned her head to meet his mouth they kissed deeply. They laid there for a while she started stroking him with her left hand and he continued to caress her breasts, alternating between them every few moments. They kissed on and on as he slowly worked his right hand down her body pausing frequently to squeeze her gently. Finally she met his hand and placed it between her legs. She spread her legs apart to make it easier for him to feel her.
He found her very wet and slippery, she moved his hand up and down, pressing his hand into the folds of her skin. She moaned into their kiss, intense pleasure spreading out from her loins. She shuddered and her breath caught. She continued to encourage him to move his fingers between her legs. She splayed her legs far apart, making sure he felt with his fingers the hole he needed to enter. When she was sure he knew his destination she pushed him up on top of her, she held his manhood again and guided it down.
He had to move down on the bed before she was happy with his position; she raised her hips as she pulled him down towards her. When the tip of his member pressed into her and it seemed right to her she released him and instead grabbed his lower back. They had not stopped kissing for anything but rudimentary breathing. She spoke into his mouth "now" and digging her nails into his back she pulled him down into her.
He thrust into her hard; she whimpered into his mouth but continued pulling him towards her. She squirmed a bit trying to make it more comfortable. He broke away from the kiss but she snarled at him "Kiss me damn it." He kissed her fiercely, trying to distract her from the pain. She held him motionless inside her for a minute then gently pushed him up a little; he understood, and started slowly moving in and out of her. He had been so wrapped up in helping her, but now he became aware of the intense pleasure that he was feeling. This was perfection, completion, a union the likes of which he had never imagined possible.
Just as he was beginning to savor the feelings, he became aware of intense pain off in the distance. Harry looked into Hermione's eyes concerned, but she seemed to have passed thru most of her pain. She was starting to move with him and intensifying the feeling ten fold. The pain in the distance became much more pronounced. Suddenly Harry knew where it was coming from. He stopped abruptly and leaned on his elbows. He quickly reached out in the vague direction of where her wand had ended up and instantly it was in his hand. He thrust it into her hand "Get in my head now" he ordered. Hermione looked very confused but concentrated and then "Legilimens" she spoke quietly looking into his eyes.
Instantly she was there, her mind entwining with his. What is the matter Harry, why am I here. Then he started his body moving again. She suddenly felt his pleasure, her own adding to it. She decided to try and have him feel her pleasure too so she shared it with him. She became aware that somewhere a man was screaming in agony. What is that Harry, how is this hurting you? That's not me, its Voldemort my love. Harry had been picking up speed with his thrusts and now was moving very fast. They focused on their shared pleasure; this was a complete union, minds and bodies. Somewhere in the distance they heard Voldemort scream in pain, they closed the link to him with a thought. Instantly they concentrated on the pleasure they were sharing. Hermione started retreating back to her own mind but Harry held onto her, feeding her the energy she needed to maintain the mental link. He wanted her there for the whole thing, entwined with him, feeling each other's pleasure.
An eternity later he exploded within her, when she experienced his release she quickly reached hers. They lay there shuddering; minds and bodies intertwined, he thrust a few more times but then stopped and collapsed onto her. They were both panting heavily. Only now did he allow her to retreat into her own mind; Harry had continued to give her the energy needed to maintain the mental link. He hoped he had given her enough to keep her from falling asleep now. He turned his head and began kissing her gently on the cheek; far too tired to speak at this moment. He had to express his love for her physically now that her mind was no longer with his.
She opened her eyes and looked into his; "Wow that was amazing!"
He chuckled lightly "Good I hope we will only get better"
"Harry do you realize what you did?"
Still chuckling he replied "No my love, tell me."
"Well the most amazing part to me was giving me the power to maintain that link. I slept for four hours after a ten minute session earlier, now I have spent half an hour inside your head and I'm not even tired. You have immense magical power in you Harry."
"Really? I just did what needed doing. I wanted you to stay with me so I helped you do it."
"Yes Harry, that's the difference between us. I follow the spells to the letter to get the results I want, you make the result into what you want and let the spells be damned."
Harry could not believe they were having an intellectual discussion while he was still quite hard within her. He wiggled a little to remind her of that fact then spoke "Let's go take a shower Mione, I am sure we both need it."
"Together Harry?" she sounded scared at the thought.
"Yes my dear, together"
She swallowed and nodded her agreement.
Harry reluctantly pulled out of her. When she began to sit up he wouldn't let her, instead he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, never taking his eyes from hers. The feeling of sweaty skin on skin was absolutely thrilling. He walked straight into the shower before placing her on her feet. She realized she was still holding her wand so spoke a quick "Luminos" several lit candles appeared around the bathroom, two in the shower with them.
She put her wand up on top of the sliding door to the shower and he turned on the water. It was cold at first but that was welcome, the shower soon warmed and they began washing each other.
He noticed her wet hair reached just past her butt; it was much shorter dry. Harry lathered up her entire body first, blocking most of the water from her with his body. His back stung where she had dug in her nails but he ignored it, she needed him. When her top was completely lathered he knelt before her, water streaming onto his head, he washed her bottom half, careful to remove all the blood from between her legs. He was surprised there was so little blood. It was very important to him that he take care of her; he felt like she had sacrificed herself for him.
Hermione couldn't believe how perfect this night had turned out. Never had she imagined that Harry would be so willing to help her. Hell he was washing her from head to toe and it felt so good! She exalted in the feel of his hands rubbing over her entire body; was this because he knew her so well and subconsciously understood her needs? OH HELL quit analyzing enjoy it! She yelled at herself.
When he was done washing her body he started washing her hair, while he was working on that she found the soap and started lathering him up. He felt so strong and full of energy, she had to stop to help him wash the soap out of her hair, then she went back to work washing him. She washed his broad shoulders and chest, when she got to his back she gasped at the gouges her nails had left in his back, he had completely ignored them just to take care of her. She carefully cleaned out his wounds, he hardly winced, then grabbed her wand to cast a small healing charm on him and put away her wand. It was her turn to kneel before him and wash his lower half. Like the Gryffindor she was she grasped his still stiff member and lathered it up, she paid particular attention to making sure he was clean. He just leaned on the wall and moaned quietly.
When she finished washing him she quickly placed her mouth around the tip of him and sucked, she pushed her mouth over him as far as she could. He seemed frozen in place, not daring to move. She was nearly gagging with him pressed against the back of her throat but she had to try this. She held him tightly around the base and pumped her mouth over him several times.
Suddenly she released him and stood up, looking at him thru her thick eyelashes. He seemed to be begging her for more; he picked her up and put her back against the wall of the shower. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He reached down and aligned himself with her again. She loosened her grip on his waist to slide down onto him.
Once he was inside her again she leaned against the wall and he started stroking in and out of her again. This felt completely different, the water cascading around them he stood in the shower supporting her, just when his legs could stand it no longer he felt himself reaching his climax, he rammed himself as deeply as he could, she cried out and reached her own climax. Harry immediately slid onto the floor, taking her with him. She reached up and turned off the shower and they sat there for several minutes Harry breathing heavily.
Hermione stood and got them both towels, she wrapped her hair into one then started drying herself off. Harry slowly started to dry himself, still sitting on the floor of the shower. "Join me in bed when you get dried off Harry" she picked up her wand from the top of the sliding door to the shower and headed towards the bed.
Harry just nodded and smiled at her then started struggling to his feet. When he got to the bed he was ready to collapse and fall asleep, Hermione was already laying on the bed under the sheets. Her hair was still wrapped in the towel. He slid into bed next to her and realized that she was still naked as well. This kept getting better he thought but he was definitely too tired to do anything more about it tonight. She snuggled up to him as he lay on his back within a minute he was sound asleep.
Harry was awakened by Hermione slipping him inside of her again, she was on top of him, straddling his legs. She leaned forward and pressed her right nipple against his lips. He eagerly reached up and seized her breasts, latching his mouth onto her teasing nipple. She moaned as she worked herself up and down his member, she moved slowly at first, finding the extent of her mobility. She had to work for a long time to get him to his third climax of the day, her body glistened with sweat, he had alternated between which breast he was suckling on but never let up on them both. She had made herself climax several times while getting him to his.
She collapsed onto him exhausted. He reached down and pulled the sheets up over them. He turned to kiss her but she had already fallen asleep, a blissful smile upon her face. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close.
A/N Well there you are. Hope it was worth the wait. Let me know in your reviews please.
Gol