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A/N: Well it seems that I managed to catch you all by the surprise revelation in the last chapter. Some of the review comments were downright hilarious and prompted me to write an epilogue which will be along shortly. Yes, for those interested there is a sequel in the works and will probably be out in a couple of weeks.
I would like to apologise to those of you that managed to get rotten teeth due to all the sugary fluff that was present in the last chapter, I'm sure Hermione's parents will be more than willing to give discounts to Portkey readers. All the sugar was needed because now we're going to turn up the heat and make Harmony Caramel Portkey style!
Special thanks once again to my beta bobo7891 for her efforts to make sure my writing is up to scratch.
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Excerpts from the last chapter:
"You remember how you promised to do anything for me…um…this morning?"
"Sure Harry…"
"Willyougetatattooforme?"
"Is that you wanted? A tattoo for me?"
"Umm…yeah…just a small one…"
"So what kind of tattoo…and where do you want me to have it?"
"On your belly, lower belly…you know…just above…your…"
"You know Harry's, it's not just mine…it's ours…yours and mine Harry. Ours. You want me to place it just over there, that place, the place that belongs to you and me. Am I right?"
"Yes…there. I want you to have it there."
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Chapter 3. To catch a snitch
"Honey! I'm home!" Harry apparated back into their lounge room after a full day's training.
"I'm in the kitchen!"
Harry walked into the kitchen to find his wife standing in an almost exactly the same position as she had been in this morning - though this time a little bit more conservatively dressed he thought with a smile.
Hoping to for a repeat performance of this morning's passion he walked up behind to kiss her at the nape of her neck and started to wrap his arms around her lower stomach.
"Oh no…" Hermione quickly dropped what she was doing to quickly slap his hands and grab Harry's wrists to pull them from her body. She turned in his embrace trapping his hands behind her against the sink.
"The last time you did that I had to go through all that torture…" Hermione accused waving her finger in his face like a teacher a bad student.
Harry gave her that crooked smile.
Arrrghh…Must be strong, must be strong…
"Don't think that that smile is going to get you out of trouble this time…" Hermione tried to put up a resistance to his charms.
Harry changed to the pouting lips with puppy dog eyes look.
Oh no…resistance crumbling…
"No! Not that look!" she tried to appear sterner with a McGonagall impersonation although internally her heart was melting again.
His eyes twinkling Harry used the sink as leverage to pull her into his embrace catching her unawares. This caused her to put her arms around his shoulders to prevent her from falling into him. It gave him the opportunity he needed to duck his head down and give a series of kisses starting from her neck and up below the chin stopping at her lips. Hermione could only stand there holding onto him as the pleasurable sensations returned to her.
"Huh! Okay, you're forgiven for this morning…" she said after had recovered from a long shiver that went from the base of her spine all the way up to leave her light headed.
Harry took this as his cue to continue and started to deepen the kisses leaving a trail across her cheeks, nose and eyes.
Oh sod dinner! Harry take me now! Hermione thought she used her arms to pull him closer and wrapped her right leg around his trapping him into the embrace. She pushed her lips against his with a passion and started to explore his mouth with her tongue. The bulge in his pants pushing against her told her that he was more than ready to continue.
His hand snuck up her up her raised thigh to push back her skirt leaving her soft cotton panties exposed to his touch. He could feel the heat from her centre as he rubbed back and forth across her thigh drawing ever closer to the juncture between her legs. He felt almost was too aroused to think about anything else but he had something to check on first. Harry pulled back breathlessly from her embrace though his hand not leaving her thigh.
"Huh?" Hermione looked at him quizzically wondering why he had stopped when they were going so well. Her chest was heaving as his was as she tried to regain her breath.
She was answered almost immediately when he whispered sweet endearments in her ear and began to kiss his way down her chest leaving a number of kisses across her chest and kneeling to kiss her stomach over her blouse.
Hermione leaned against the sink and laid her hands on his shoulders as he continued to kiss over her blouse and tug at it to get it out of her skirt.
Go Harry go! A girl could get used to this…I'm practically drenched.
She was broken of her dream world as all of a sudden the kisses stopped and Hermione looked down to see a surprised Harry staring at her stomach. The sensations that were building steadily suddenly changed to that of a feeling of anxiety.
"Harry…what's wrong?"
He stared up at her and then looked down again, repeated a couple of times before replying. 'Umm…its…it's gone!"
"What?!" Hermione replied frantically pulling her blouse up so that she could see where Harry was looking.
It isn't there?! How?! Merlin…it isn't there!
The couple looked at her bare stomach in silence for several moments as they tried to comprehend what was going on.
Suddenly Harry gave a cry and pulled her blouse up a little higher turning her so that he could see around her side and back.
"It's there! I saw it!"
"What?!" Hermione replied for a second time still confused as to what happened.
"The snitch! It moved…I saw it go around to your back!" Harry cried out with excitement as he lifted her blouse higher and turned her so that she was facing the sink to have a better look at the snitch.
A tattoo that moves? How?
Hermione felt a bit silly pressed up against the sink with the back of her blouse raised so that Harry could look at a tattoo that was supposedly moving across her body. She felt him press a finger against her back and a warm pleasurable sensation shot out from that spot to instantly warm up her body and made the moisture start in her panties again.
"Ughh…"
Just as the feeling started to ebb away and she felt Harry start to turn her around again to look at her stomach. A finger press later and the sensation hit her again although this time it was slightly stronger in intensity. "Ughh…"
Whoah…what's happening? A few more of those and I won't be able to stand.
"Harry? What's going on?"
"I…I think... the tattoo is enchanted…" Harry said looking at her stomach. She could feel him suddenly trying to turn her again so she stooped down to hold onto his hands and look into his excited face.
"What do you mean Harry?"
"Do…do you feel nice when I touch the tattoo?"
Feel nice? If I felt any better I'd collapse!
She blushed at the thought. "Yes…its...its quite nice. What are you saying?"
"The tattoo, it seems when I touch it, it gives you sensations?"
"Uhuh…"
"Can I try again?"
Can you try again? Was Merlin a wizard?
Hermione responded wordlessly by standing and quickly undoing the top three buttons of her blouse and pulling it over head leaving her in a cream push up bra.
Harry took in a quick breath as he saw his wife's breasts encased in the flimsy material. No matter how many times he'd seen them during their lovemaking or in the bath he could never get enough.
Wordlessly he stood up and looked about her body, taking time to admire her soft skin and to find the snitch. He found it again on her back resting between her shoulder blades. Instead of touching it this time he bent to kiss it with his lips.
"Ugghh…" Hermione's response was undeniable this time and even Harry could tell how she had responded to his touch. She closed her eyes to savour the sensations flowing through her body.
It must be the snitch, I don't think I can stand for much longer if this keeps up.
She felt Harry move around her body again as she opened her eyes to come came face to face with him just before he ducked down again and placed a kiss on the top of her breasts.
Oh that's it…it must be…I can't stay here, I'm likely to collapse. Hermione started to buckle as the next jolt ran from her breasts to all over her body, settling at her core.
She opened her eyes again and pulled Harry's face up to kiss him solidly before tearing away and running for the bedroom.
"Huh…wah?!" Harry called out after her a little dazed after that sudden kiss.
"Catch the snitch Harry…catch the snitch!" her voice came out from the bedroom.
The grin that grew on Harry's face when he comprehended what his wife was saying could only be described as positively lecherous. He gave a quick look around to make sure everything was okay in the kitchen before taking off for the bed room pulling clothes off as he ran.
He followed the trail of his wife's clothes as he ran to the bedroom to find his wife on the edge of the bed with her thumbs hooked into the waist band of her panties ready to pull them down her legs. The fire that was in her eyes as she looked up at him when he entered could not be mistaken for anything else but ultimate desire for him.
"Wait!" he called out to her and she froze with her hands poised to take her panties down. The look on her face changed slightly to confusion before he went on.
"That's my job…"
Renewed fire returned to her eyes as she comprehended his meaning and she left her now soaked panties in place gave Harry a wicked grin, leant back onto the bed and crawled her way upwards on her elbows. The sight she made lying on their bed in just her panties, leaning on her elbows and one leg slightly crooked in invitation was almost enough to send Harry over the edge. His desire was clearly evident in the tent he was pitching in the now too tight shorts he still had on.
Harry practically leapt into the bed to smother her in his embrace locking his lips onto hers and cupping her face in his hands in an effort to draw her impossibly closer to him. For Hermione all her senses had gone into overload with the latest bombardment of sensations.
This is the way life is supposed to be...to be surrounded by Harry, all that I can feel is Harry, all that I can see is Harry, all that I can smell is Harry and all I can taste is Harry…
Hermione could feel him pulling back to break their embrace as he made his way down her body again, ever leaving a trial of kisses down her breasts, over her nipples and down her stomach again. Even without the snitch each of those kisses served to leave a trail of fire down her body.
She bent her head back in rapture as he reached her panties and was now planting countless kisses on top of them. It was if her senses were now tuned to his very touch.
All that I can feel is Harry…
Wanting to prolong her pleasure Harry started kissing the top waist band of her panties tracing it with his lips across her lower abdomen where the snitch tattoo was first placed. When he reached one side of her hips he trailed downwards following the curve of the bikini line to the apex between her legs, stopping momentarily there to inhale deeply and drink in the musky sent that could only be described as Hermione. He edged up slightly to pull down his own shorts as it was beginning to put a strain on his impossibly hard erection.
Completing the trail of kisses on the other side of her panties Hermione didn't have to look to tell that he had grabbed the waistband of her panties by nipping them with his teeth. She raised her lips slightly to help him to pull them off but all of a sudden the wispy material disappeared. A quick glance down with her eyes saw the twinkle in his served to tell Hermione Harry had just performed wand less magic again.
I always knew there were advantages to wand less magic…I just never thought that was it!
Her thought was cut off as he dived forward again to capture her mouth with his and she could feel his hardness almost pressed against her own heated core.
That's it Harry…take me…take me now…you caught me, so now take me!
She was surprised when instead of moving to enter her he broke the kiss and shifted again down her body again to bury his face between her legs.
Her body arched of its own accord and she closed her eyes as she felt his tongue flutter over that single point that made the muscles in her body strain and relax with release all at the same time.
I can't take much more of this!
"The snitch Harry…you're supposed to be catching the snitch…" Hermione's chest was heaving heavily, rising and falling nearly an inch as she made out the words.
As if answering her Harry lifted his face from her centre and looked at her sweat drenched body. He didn't think there could be anything more beautiful than her at this moment. Their eyes met in a longing gaze before Harry noticed the snitch moved from where it was hiding to settle on her left inner thigh.
With seeker's reflexes he dived back in between her legs to press his lips to it and could feel Hermione tense up with the sensations that that action caused. Just as quickly however the snitch started moving again as if enticing him to chase it and moved upwards towards her breasts.
Harry caught it again with his kisses just under her right breast and as it moved away again he lingered to lick in the crease her breast made with the rest of her chest before sliding his tongue up the breast and lifting his mouth again to plant kisses on both her nipples.
Ughh….Harry…I'm never going to question you again…you can have anything you want if it means feeling like this…
Hermione was sure Harry would be in pain as her legs crushed him between her thighs in a response to the sensations he was giving her but she couldn't help it. She promised herself that would make it up to him later.
She felt his leaving her chest and her right arm being lifted and kisses making their way down her bicep and towards her hand. Sure enough the jolt of warmth that flowed through her body when Harry kissed the inside of her wrist told her that he had briefly caught the snitch again. What she didn't expect however was for him to start sucking on her fingers, each one individually drawing excess blood into them before releasing and going for another. The feelings she felt as the blood left her fingers were indescribable and at the same time highly erotic.
Harry shifted again and she felt his weight move off her body and with a slight nudging urged her to turn over onto her stomach. She allowed him to help her roll her over without opening her eyes, trusting in Harry to make her feel good and knowing Harry would deliver. She could feel his body pressed against her again as he started planting kisses down her thigh again this time moving towards her feet. Several kisses later on her right calf and she was sure she couldn't get anymore ready for Harry to take her. She wanted to turn over and urge him to do so but the sensations that she had felt left her drained so she could do nothing but leave Harry in control of the situation.
He shifted position again and started planting kisses on her bum. She blushed from head to toe as she remembered the thoughts she had this morning and the sensations the snitch was giving only added to the heat searing though her body.
She almost screamed out with shock and had to grip the blankets until her knuckles were white as Harry placed a trail of kisses starting from the bottom of her tail bone up to the small of her back.
Merlin! He kissed me there! He kissed me there!
Her breathing was ragged now and her heart running at a million miles an hour as she revelled in his touch. Harry kissed slowly up her back, moving so that his body was now placed completely over hers. Slowly, giving each vertebra a kiss he moved into position so that his body completely covered hers.
Kissing the nape of her neck as he did this morning she could feel is throbbing manhood nestled between her soft orbs of flesh moving slowly back and forth collecting the moisture that now flooded the area.
As he pressed his face into her hair from behind she breathed in deeply and all she could smell his unique fragrance of brooms, quidditch leathers and pumpkin pie.
All that I can smell is Harry…
"Take me Harry…take me…I'm yours…"
She arched her back and shifted so that her hips rose off the bed to help him gain entry. Ever slowly, she could feel herself opening for him as whispered sweet nothings in her ear he inched forward and claimed his wife completely.
All that I can hear is Harry…
He reached out to lay his calloused hands over her tiny ones. Fingers intertwined as their heart beats synchronised - beating as one, one mind, one body, one soul.
She turned her face to the side to capture his lips with hers. His tongue thrust into her mouth with urgency as if mimicking the movements of his manhood within her.
All that I can taste is Harry…
This was all that was needed. They would need nothing more than this.
Harry groaned with the new sensations of the kiss and knew he could go no more. He started to move with more urgency, and she knew he would need to finish soon.
"Harry…Harry…that's it…make me finish…take me with you!"
Hermione had barely time to utter those words before gasping out for the sensations of explosions to impossibly dwarf those of the morning spread of from her core to wrack her body. Her whole body tensed up as if all the muscles responded to the call from that one place on her body. Lights, stars and flashes ran across her eyelids as all she could feel was the pleasure running through her body.
Even in this mind numbing haze she could feel Harry release into her, each release sending searing pulses of heat deep into her body. Yes. This was her Harry. He belonged to her and she belonged to him. She could feel his heavy weight slump onto hers as he finished and could not believe she could feel anymore content as she did at this moment. She snuggled into position underneath him and used his warm body as a blanket to fall asleep content - content that by catching this snitch Harry reaffirmed that he was hers, and she was Harry's.
Fin.
A/N. I hope that was much better for all of you who enjoy H/Hr smut as much as I do. I tried to make it nice and smutty while still being tasteful. Just an epilogue to go people, and hopefully it will unravel the mystery of what Hermione thought when Harry asked her to promise in the morning. No promises, but I'll guarantee you'll love it! ;-) Once again I thank you the readers for reading and reviewing - it just isn't the same without you.