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Friday night came faster than I thought it would and nervousness overcame me as I woke up and thought about what the
night might hold. I saw Harry at lunch, but only for a few ticks; the moment I sat down he said a quick hello, kissed
me quickly on the lips and said he would see me later that night.
Even my afternoon classes went by quickly; I went upstairs to drop my books off in my dorm and when I walked in I noticed a wrapped box on my bed with one single red rose sitting on top of it. I picked up the rose and held it to my nose breathing in its wonderful fragrance and then placed it down on the bed next to the box. Wondering what it could be, I ripped the wrapping off of the box and opened it; I gasped as I saw a beautiful dress lying on a bed of tissue paper.
"Oh my," I gasped, picking up the small card that lay on top of it, "Love Harry" was all that was written in his familiar scrawl on the inside and tears welled up in my eyes at his thoughtfulness. I placed the card next to the rose and carefully lifted the dress out of the box; it was a short sleeve A-line dress made in a beautiful blue silk with a lace overlay. I walked up to the mirror in the room and held the dress up to my body...the deep blue color seemed to bring out the amber jewel tones in my eyes and I marvelled at how absolutely wonderful the dress looked.
Ginny walked in and smiled as she noticed me staring at my reflection. "So that's why Harry was asking what size you were" she said, coming up behind me.
"Did you help him pick it out?" I asked.
"No, all I did was tell him your size" she replied, "I must admit, he has excellent taste."
"Yes he does," I replied, feeling excited and even more nervous now, "Will you help me get ready?"
"Absolutely!" Ginny replied excitedly. As she ran to grab her wand I sat on my bed and stared at the dress and thought, 'I can't wait to see what Harry has planned for tonight.'
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What the bloody hell was I thinking? I asked myself, running my hand through my hair nervously. I was pacing back and forth in the Room of Requirement, trying to make sure I had everything done according to plan since Hermione would be here within the hour.
The room had come out perfectly; there was a table with two chairs positioned in front of a roaring fire, a cozy sofa positioned off to the right of the fireplace and then there was a huge four poster bed...I was hoping that Hermione wouldn't be put off when she saw that presumptuous piece of furniture in the room.
Dobby had helped me out with dinner and it was arranged on the table with a warming charm on it. I had a single red rose, much like the one I had left for Hermione in her room, in a vase on the table. I looked around the room once more, praying that everything would go just right, and sat heavily on the sofa attempting to relax.
Time seemed to fly by and before I knew it, it was eight o'clock sharp; right on time, Hermione walked in and the sight of her simply took my breath away. She was wearing the dress I had chosen for her, and she looked stunning; the deep blue color seemed to bring out the sparkle in her cinnamon eyes.
I got up, walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her; I kissed her in greeting and said, "You look beautiful."
"Thank you for this lovely dress," she said gracing me with one of her engaging smiles, "You didn't have to get me anything."
"I know, but I wanted to…I needed to…I got the dress to you show you how special you are to me…how important tonight is for me too." I said somewhat tongue-tied as I tried to express my feelings. Deciding not to embarrass myself further I took her by the hand and led her over to the table and our waiting dinner, remembering my manners I pulled out a chair for her to sit before sitting myself.
As we enjoyed our meal I noticed her take a glance around the room; when her eyes came upon the bed she turned back to me. Looking back at me with a playful look in her eyes she tilted her head slightly toward the bed and said, "Nice."
"I…uh…I was…gosh…ummm…for later?" I said rather inarticulately as the feelings of nervousness caused me to blush.
To my great relief and pleasant surprise she took hold of my hand, smiled and said, "Harry…I love you, I've told you before that I want to be with you…completely and tonight is no different."
We moved over to the sofa after finishing our meal, sitting comfortably while enjoying the fire and light conversation. After a short while I couldn't stand being so near her and not touching her any longer; I reached rather suddenly, wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her onto my lap. Hermione let out a small squeak of surprise but quickly settled in as I explored her back with my eager inexperienced hands. A few moments of fumbling and then I leaned in to kiss her hard, my needs far outweighing my nervousness now. I closed my eyes in the pleasure that was Hermione as she kissed her way along my jaw before moving down to caress and suck lightly on my neck; my heart raced as she nipped my earlobe and whispered seductively, "Harry…make me yours."
That was all the encouragement I needed; I scooped her up in my arms and carried her over to the bed, laying her down gently on the overstuffed pillows and thick down blanket that adorned it. I climbed onto the bed, positioning myself facing next to her; I looked into her eyes that were shining and full of love, and there was burning desire in those eyes too.
As I lay there taking in her beauty, it dawned on me, like a slow awakening, that this was it; our minds and souls were already joined and the joining of our bodies would be the final culmination of our magical bonding. Unwilling to resist her full, sensuous lips any longer, I leaned in and kissed her; what started as a gentle, loving kiss quickly turned to one of wanton need fuelled by her open response.
I moved my hand from her cheek and slowly ran it down her body, trailing it over her breasts and flat stomach. She had been running her hands over my chest and suddenly she broke from our kiss and said, "I want to touch you."
I felt a wave of lust wash over me as she said this and my breath hitched as I looked into her desire filled eyes. I sat up and started to unbutton my shirt but Hermione stilled my hands with hers and took over the task; every once in a while her fingertips would graze my skin, turning me on even more that I thought was possible.
After she had divested me of my shirt, she moved on to my pants and soon I was wearing nothing but my boxers and my obvious arousal very evident. I watched as she looked from my boxers to my eyes before turning away from me and lifting her hair off of her back, "Will you please unzip me?" she asked and I quickly sat up to help her.
As I slowly pulled the zipper down I trailed light kisses along her back; the silkiness of her skin made me ache to explore the rest of her body. Once completely unzipped I moved my hands up to her shoulders and pushed the sleeves down her arms, my hands following in its' path.
After she removed the dress she turned to face me and we sat there staring at each other for a moment; with a light blush tinting her cheeks she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She looked down as she removed the bra and I could tell she wasn't so much embarrassed but rather unsure. I moved closer to her and put my finger under her chin; lifting her face gently I waited until her eyes finally met mine and then said, "You are so beautiful."
She smiled slightly at me and I felt her relax at my words, putting her at ease. I leaned in and claimed her lips again while at the same time I moved my hand from her chin to her breast, lightly rubbing my thumb over the nipple. She moaned into our kiss and leaned more into my hand and I let my lust take over completely.
I reluctantly pulled away from our kiss to coax her to lay down on her back; starting at her lips I began to kiss and nip my way down her neck to her breasts. I cupped both breasts with my hands and kneaded lightly as I took her right nipple into my mouth. She moaned as I swirled and flicked my tongue over the hard nub; when I moved to give some attention to her other nipple she ran her hands through my hair and moaned even louder.
Encouraged by her reaction, I continued on my journey down to her stomach, tasting the salty taste of her skin, and paused as I reached the curls that covered her most private part.
As my hands passed over her inner thighs I felt her stiffen slightly and stopped to look up at her face. Her eyes were closed but her expression was anything but relaxed. Knowing we were venturing into very new territory I said soothingly, "Hermione…please relax, I won't do anything you're not…we're not ready for okay? Just say the word and I'll stop."
She opened her eyes and stared at me for a moment then with a small smile and a nod I knew I should continue; she was okay. I started to trail kisses up the inside of her thigh, making my way to her sacred place. Unsure about what to do next, I drew in a deep breath and started stroking her with my tongue, my efforts eliciting a low moan from her that spurned me onward. With newfound confidence, I gently parted her folds with my fingers and tasted every inch of her womanhood, drinking her in. I explored, experimented, I wanted to make her feel; I flicked my tongue over the small nub I had discovered and was rewarded with Hermione digging her hands into my scalp, pulling at my hair and urging me on. Concentrating on that little nub, I swirled my tongue around it and slowly inserted a finger inside her. I nearly came undone at the feel of how hot and wet she felt around my finger; my cock twitched in anticipation as I started to work my finger in and out of her and I knew that I could not hold out much longer. A moment later I felt her insides clench around my finger as her back arched up off the bed and she cried out, "Oh Harry!"
As her breathing started to slow down a little, I started to kiss my way up her stomach, stopping to lavish attention at each breast, and then carried on kissing my way from her neck to her mouth. When she reached down and was about to wrap her hand around my erection I grabbed her hand quickly and said, "If you do that, we'll be done before we even get started."
I watched as a pleased smirk formed on her face and she pulled me down to kiss me hard; the time had come to complete our journey. I used my knee to slide her legs apart and then positioned the tip of my erection at her entrance; breaking the kiss I stared into her eyes as I gently pushed into her. Going slowly so that she could stretch to accommodate me, I stopped as I came to her barrier; she closed her eyes tightly and nodded her head, encouraging me to go on; I pushed through, causing her to gasp as tears slid down into her hair.
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A sharp pain exploded through my pelvis as Harry pushed through my hymen and I took deep breaths as I felt hot tears slip out the sides of my eyes. Yes, I had read about how most of the time a girl's first sexual experience is more painful than enjoyable, but I really hadn't expected the pain to be this sharp. As Harry lay completely still, I opened my eyes and looked up at him through watery eyes; his expression was so full of worry and concern that I reached up to caress his cheek and whispered, "I'm okay."
As the pain lulled into a dull ache, he leaned down and kissed me while slowly pulling out of me and then just as slowly pushed back in. As he continued his slow rhythm the dull ache slowly disappeared and in it's place I felt a tingle of pleasure in places I'd never felt before; Harry and I had pleasured each other before and I had already experienced an orgasm, but this feeling was entirely different. It was a feeling of wholeness, of pure infinite pleasure and I wanted to pull Harry into me until we melded together, becoming one person. Feeling the pressure building deep inside, I ran my hands down his back until they came to rest on his bum and I pressed against them, urging him on.
He rested his forehead on mine and I stared deep into his eyes, their normally bright green color had transformed into a deep green that were filled with desire. Feeling the pressure peaking inside of me, I dug my fingers into his backside and met him stroke for stroke; suddenly my orgasm washed over me like a tidal wave and I couldn't help but close my eyes as bursts of bright white light exploded behind my eyelids. As I started to slowly come down Harry pumped into me a few more times and then plunged into me one last time, feeling the rush of hotness as he filled me completely.
Breathing heavily he collapsed on top of me, I welcomed his weight pressing me into the bed even more. He turned his head and nuzzled my neck, tickling my overly sensitive skin; as I giggled he shakily pushed himself up on his elbows and brushed the sweaty hair off my face and said, "I love you."
"I love you too" I replied, leaning up lightly and brushing my lips across his.
"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" he asked, a look of concern again crossing his face.
I shook my head back and forth, hopefully assuring him that it had hurt no more than I expected it too. He gently pulled out of me and as soon as he was gone I immediately felt a sense of loss, as if a part of me was now missing; I also felt the pain between my legs increase in intensity and fought not to wince outright. Harry rolled to my side and pulled me against him, my back flush with his chest, and kissed the back of my neck.
We fell asleep soon after, wrapped in each other's arms, and woke up a few hours later. I lay facing Harry as he ran his fingers gently down my cheek and I noticed a look of uncertainty in his eyes; "What's wrong Harry?" I asked, hoping it had nothing to do with this night.
"I was just thinking," he replied, "that maybe you and I could move into a flat together once the year is over."
"I like that idea," I replied, smiling happily at him.
"I was also thinking that maybe you and I should get married too," he added, not meeting my surprised stare.
His uncertainty was endearing but it was also a little unsettling as I realized that there was still a seed of doubt in Harry's mind about our relationship, about our future. Moving just enough to catch his attention, I lovingly caressed his cheek and said, "Yes…I like that idea too."
I felt elated at the huge smile that lit up his face just before he crushed his lips to mine in a passionate kiss. When we finally separated, both out of breath, I lay there pondering over how wonderful life was going to be once we were out of Hogwarts. "What are you thinking about?" Harry asked, pulling me from my thoughts.
I smiled at him, feeling pure happiness…and secure, for the first time in my life and said, "I was just thinking about how it's time for us to begin the rest of our lives."
~*~
We finished the rest of our seventh year at Hogwarts and after one hell of a farewell party we were set loose upon the Wizarding World, not really knowing what to expect. We found a flat just outside of Diagon Alley and started to plan our small but intimate wedding. There were bumps along the way, our nightmares had continued and after many horrendous arguments, punched walls and slamming doors, we decided to go to counselling together. Given our abusive childhoods and turbulent lives we both realized that there were some things that needed to be resolved before we could move forward and start our life together as husband and wife.
Counselling had been difficult; at first we went separately and then later as a couple, working to resolve some of the worst moments of our lives. I hadn't known love at all while I was forced to live with my relatives and had never really dealt with the loss of my abusive Aunt, Uncle and Cousin. Hermione had known the love of a Mother, but had never had a loving Father figure in her life that she could count on, which caused major trust issues between us. After turning away from each other, yelling and tears, we were finally on the path of healing; neither of us expected it to be instantaneous, but now we had the tools to move forward together.
Our wedding was magnificent; Ron and Draco stood up with me, with Ron being best man of course. Ginny and Luna stood up with Hermione, each one crying tears of joy at our union, and more probably thinking of their own impending nuptials; Ron had asked Luna to marry him in the week before our wedding and Draco had finally gotten the courage to ask Molly and Arthur for Ginny's hand in marriage. It seemed that everyone's lives were moving in the right direction, Luna and Ginny just had to finish Hogwarts first.
I had decided that I wanted to go into business for myself; I had considered being an Auror, but after years of being hunted by Voldemort, I had had enough of Dark Wizards, so I made an offer and successfully acquired Quality Quidditch Supplies.
Hermione attended University; she was shocked to learn that the Wizarding World had no healer programs in place for mental health issues. She chose a University close to home and obtained her degree in Child Psychology, specializing in child victims of abuse. Her goal is to save innocent children, Muggle and Magical alike, from the hell that she and I were fortunate enough to survive.
One year after our wedding we were surprised to find out Hermione was expecting our first child; we were ecstatic, but we had both admitted to each other our fears of becoming parents. Neither of us had the best role models to learn from, so we would be learning as we went, with the help of Molly Weasley of course.
Eight months later we were the parents of a beautiful little girl that we named Lily Jane, in honour of our Mothers. Now, as Lily turns one, we are a happy family of three, hoping to expand to four soon. Hermione is well on her way to becoming a healer and my business is doing better than I ever expected. There are still ups and downs, 'Mione and I still have our arguments, but we have learned to talk through them and enjoy making up afterward.
We have both overcome so much and now it was our time to live life and love each other for the rest of our lives...to experience our happy ending.
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