Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
A/N: Thank you so much to everyone that reviewed. I truly appreciate the effort. Since this story was originally about Harry and Hermione, let's get back to them, shall we? *wink*
Together Again
A few hours later, an exhausted Hermione walked under the spray of the shower in her own bathroom. She had gotten to their London flat not too long ago and all she wanted was to feel clean. The rescue had been a total success, and most of the crooks were behind bars. She had healed George while the rest made sure the many guards were bound and ready to be picked-up by Phillip and his men.
After giving lengthy recounts of all that had happened and performing several memory charms, they were all ready to go. Hermione had arrived at their flat after going back to the cottage to check on Fred. The rest were going to stay there. She'd promised her friends to be there around lunch so they could spend the afternoon together. Since they were all feeling somewhat guilty for ruining her weekend away with Harry, no one had protested.
Harry had decided to stay a bit longer, wanting to talk to George, but she was hoping he'd come and spend the night with her. It seemed amazing that they had managed to make love twice that day, explored a new town, gone on a rescue mission, and come back home in one piece. She needed sleep. She'd come home tired from the conference only to go on this whirlwind of a weekend.
The hot water soothed sore muscles and relaxed her as it cascaded down her curbs. After she was done washing her hair, she started soaping her body. She was bent down soaping her calf when she heard the door to the shower stall open. Before she had a chance to straighten up, a pair of hands were on her waist and Harry pressed himself against her rear.
"Miss me?" he asked as he moved insinuatingly against her.
She could feel his erection growing against her and forgot just how tired she was. She pushed back against him and smiled when she felt his quick intake of breath. She put her hands against the tiled wall to steady herself and he bent over her back and started kissing her flesh. His hands moved up to cover her breasts and she sighed in contentment. She hadn't expected this turn of events, but she wasn't about to complain. If Harry wanted her, she was all his.
After more sweet torture, one of his hands moved down her stomach in into her feminine folds. His fingers proved softly, carefully and she loved every minute of it. She moved up finally and pressed her back against his chest. He kept tormenting her slowly, building her desire for him until she thought she'd die if he didn't take her right then.
"Harry, please," she begged in a small voice.
"What do you want, love?" he asked as his fingers found her entrance and pushed in.
She gasped. "You," was all she was capable of uttering.
"How?"
"I don't care, just do me!" she said desperately. She wanted him so much it hurt.
"Hmm, that sounds promising."
He moved them until she was pushed against the tiles. He grabbed both of her arms and pulled them up over her head, holding them there. He let his free hand roam over her body until it reached her hips. He squeezed her buttocks and then rubbed his fingers in between the cheeks, making her cry out at his boldness. He was fully erect by then and desperate to fill her, but he waited a bit longer, trying to bring her excitement to a feverish pitch.
He kept playing with her as she begged, never letting her arms go. He touched her everywhere, he kissed her, he sucked on her neck and shoulders, and then his fingers entered her hot center once more, making her crazy with need.
"Harry, I'm going to make you pay for this," she said between ragged breaths.
"Promises, promises," he said as he sucked hard between her shoulder blades, leaving his mark on her.
He finally turned her around and grabbed one of her legs, hooking it around his waist. He looked deep into her eyes as he entered her slowly.
"I love you," he said when he was fully sheathed inside of her.
"And I you," she said and kissed him hungrily.
He took her hard and fast, and she urged him on. She had never needed or wanted another man as much as she did him. They never stopped kissing in some way, or touching, or grabbing. When she finally hit her peak, she shouted out and her inner muscled contracted around him making him climax as well. She was panting. He was gasping. She unhooked her leg from around his waist and leaned fully against the wall for support. He leaned against her and buried his face in her neck.
When their breathing was back to normal, he leaned back and dropped a quick kiss on her lips.
"Did I hurt you in anyway? I know I was a bit rough." he asked in a concerned voice.
"No, I'm perfectly okay," she reassured him smiling. "But you're still going to pay for the sheer torture you put me through, Mr. Potter."
"I look forward to it, Ms. Granger."
"Let's finish this shower and go to bed, Harry. I thought I was exhausted before, but now I'm ready to fall."
"I'll wash your back if you wash mine," he said as he grabbed the bar of soap now forgotten in a corner of the stall.
"Sounds like a plan."
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Hermione slowly became aware of her surroundings. She blinked her eyes open and looked at her bedside clock. It was almost eleven. Her eyes widened when she saw the hour, but then she relaxed. It was only Sunday, and she was in no hurry to go anywhere. So what if she never stayed in bed so late? She rather liked how she was spooned into Harry's body and his arm was draped possessively around her waist, while his hand cupped her breast.
She sighed contently and snuggled a bit more against him.
"Keep that up and my little friend will want to play again with your little friend," he mumbled against her neck.
"Insatiable little bugger, isn't he?" she asked teasingly.
"You're one to talk. You took advantage of me this dawn."
"I didn't hear any complaints then."
"I admit I can be a bit of a prat at times, but I never said I was stupid!"
She turned around until she was facing him. "And just how is our little friend?" she asked grasping him and squeezing lightly.
"I'd say he's happy right about now. In fact, he's so happy he's expanding uncontrollably as we speak."
"Mmm, I can feet that. What do you suggest we do about it?"
"I'm open to suggestions."
"I think it's time I had a serious heart to heart with him."
"What do you mean by that? He's done nothing but be a very good chap," Harry protested.
"I'd still like to speak privately to him, if you don't mind."
"And just how do you plan on doing that?"
"I have my ways. Remember I'm the smart one!"
She winked at him and then started dropping kisses as she went down his body. She wasted no time reaching him and taking him into her warm mouth. He gasped when her tongue flicked over his tip and then sucked softly on it. She kept playing with him, touching him, petting him, sucking on him, biting, licking, and kissing. He was a mass of nerve endings and he thought he would explode at any moment.
But the witch seemed to know just as he was getting close to the end and would pull back, making him beg and wriggle in the bed.
"Please, Mione,"
"Yes, love?"
"This is torture."
"Is it now?" she said as she licked him up and down as if he was a very tasty summer treat.
"You are a wicked witch," he said panting as she sucked on his testicles while her hand moved up and down his shaft. He groaned louder then and she smiled.
"Like that, huh?"
"You don't play fair."
"Sure I do. And just to prove it to you, I'm going to make you come so hard you're going to scream my name," she told him saucily as her mouth replaced her hands.
And scream her name he did.
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"About bloody time you two got here!" Ron said as Harry and Hermione finally apparated to the cottage close to one in the afternoon. "It's a good thing we didn't wait for you too to have breakfast."
Hermione leaned against Harry and wrapped her arms around his waist lovingly. He put his arm around her shoulders and kissed the top of his head. She smiled at their friends faces. The only one's left were Ron, Luna, Ginny, and Neville.
"Oh, shush, Ron. Let them be. When we started shagging you didn't want to stop for days either," Luna said from her place at the couch.
Ron ears turned a bright shade of red and he looked at her and smiled.
"Too much information," Ginny said as she covered her ears. "I don't need to know what my brothers do in the bedroom. Or out of it," she added when Luna was about to speak again.
She walked up to Hermione and kissed her on the cheek. Then she kissed Harry.
"Hey, Ginny."
"Hey you two. Sleep well?" she said smiling knowingly at them.
"Yeah, there was a bit of sleeping involved," Hermione said winking at her friend.
"Mione," Harry warned.
"What?" she asked innocently. "I'm answering my friend's question."
"When did they become such prudes? Let's go into town and have lunch. I'm starved!" Ginny suggested.
"That sound's like a good idea. I need my energy back to keep up with Ms. Granger," Harry said not wanting to sound like a prude as Ginny had implied.
"Harry!" Ron said alarmingly. "Merlin, I don't want to know that! Bloody hell."
"Oh, for the love of god, get over it, you git! So Harry and I are shagging! It's not the end of the world and believe me when I say I'm a happy woman!" Hermione said and Ginny and Luna laughed.
They apparated into town and went to the tavern to have lunch. The server took their order and left to get them drinks. They were sitting on a large booth that took up one corner of the place. Harry had his arm around Hermione and she was snuggled close against his chest. He's never felt more relaxed or happy. He had the woman he loved with him and their closest friends were surrounding them. Life was good.
"I had fun last night," Neville suddenly said and they all turned to look at him, surprise etched in their faces.
"It was a bit of fun once we knew what we were doing," Harry agreed. "Having the gang back together was special."
"I was thinking we could do it again," Neville continued cautiously watching their faces for reaction.
"Again? Who's in trouble now?" Ron asked.
"No one that I know."
"Then what do you mean, love?" Ginny asked looking at him.
"Would it be completely far fetched to think about opening a sort of rescue business?" There. He's said it and now it was their turn to react. He didn't have to wait long.
"A business?" said Ginny.
"Do this on a regular basis?" Ron asked.
"Who would we rescue?" asked Luna.
"I think it's brilliant," said Harry.
"Go on, Neville," said Hermione, always the voice of wisdom.
"Well, what we did yesterday got me thinking. We were a force to reckon with during fifth and sixth year, and then during the war. Yesterday we were able to rescue George without much of a problem and in less than twenty-four hours. I think if we all agree, that we could open some sort of agency where all of our talents can be put to good use."
"Sound interesting, but what about our present jobs?" Ginny asked.
"If we go in together, no one will need to leave their regular jobs. We have Phillip as an alley now on the muggle side of the law. Hermione is a healer. Harry and Ron play quidditch but can give any ministry Auror a run for their money. Luna has contacts in the press and Ginny at the ministry. I can deal with potions. I say we have all we need. And we're not counting the others."
"You've really given this some serious thought, haven't you Neville?" Hermione asked clearly impressed.
"I have," he said flushing a bit. "It might sound far fetched, but I think it would work. You can't deny the adrenaline rush we experienced the last few hours didn't make you wish it would happen more often."
"I hear you," Harry said looking at Hermione and wiggling his eyebrows.
"Oh, stop it," she said laughing at him. "I think Neville has a good proposal in his hands."
"What exactly would we do?" asked Ron.
"Rescue missions, finding missing object, fighting off evil, and maybe escorting important people. The things we already know how to do and maybe some others as people contact us."
"Where would we work out of?" Luna asked
"We would have to find an office somewhere. That's won't be hard to do."
"There are a couple of offices not being used at our building right now. If we do this, that's a good place to start and it won't cost anything," Luna said.
"That would be brilliant!" Neville said.
"Are we sure we want to do this? I mean, once people find out, we're not going to have a life. They'll come up with any kind of excuse just to meet us," Ron pointed out.
"You have a point there," Harry said. "But I'm sure we can do this on a trial basis and not advertise. We can let our closest friends and family know and go from there. Or Phillip might need help again and we could provide it. We can deal with an exclusive clientele and chose our cases."
"Harry is right. If Luna let's us use the offices at her building, no one needs to know what goes on in there. Most of the work would be done as needed," Ginny said.
"I think it's something we should all think about some more. Why don't we finish here and go tour the town a bit? We'll meet again at our flat next Friday night and make a decision as a group," Hermione suggested.
"Sounds like a good idea to me. That way no one feels like they're being pushed into this." Neville said.
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"Tell me everything that's happened between you since you got home. When Harry told me what he was planning I thought it was bloody brilliant," Ginny said as she linked her arm through Hermione's.
They had finished lunch and were now walking around the town leisurely. They guys were inside one of the shops looking at brooms while the girls enjoyed a stroll down the street.
"It's been wonderful," she said dreamily. "I never thought it would happen. Harry can be so dense at times when it comes to the opposite sex. But I'm glad he finally said something."
"He sure was doing a piss poor job of winning your affections," Luna said and they all laughed.
"Oh, but he's more than made up for the time lost," she said dreamily.
"Do tell!" Ginny said excitedly. She'd never seen Hermione look so radiant.
Hermione told them the story, keeping the most intimate details to herself. By the time she was done, a huge smile covered her face and her eyes shone with happiness.
"How long have you been in love with him, Mione?" Ginny asked.
"For ages it seems."
"Why didn't you tell me before now?"
"I felt bad. You were with him first and it seemed wrong some how to be with my friend's ex."
"You git! That happened ages ago and I'm in love with Neville. What Harry and I shared back then was brief and never got serious. But what you two have is."
"Does that mean you're mad at me for being engaged to Ron?" Luna asked worriedly.
"No! I guess my answer would be the same as Ginny's. I love Harry and what Ron and I shared is also in the past. We were never meant to be more than friends. The constant bickering and fighting should have been clue enough!"
"We should have a triple wedding!" Luna suggested happily.
"No way! We each deserve our own separate wedding. Besides, Neville and I have only been dating for six months. It's much too soon to think about marriage."
"Don't look at me, I only just realized I'm in love."
"Fine then," Luna said pouting. "Then you can both be the maids of honor at my wedding."
"Luna, you only get one!" Ginny reminded her.
"Says who? And when have I ever followed conventional rules?"
"She's got you there, Red. If Luna wants two maids of honor, she'll have them, by George!"
"I guess you're right. As long as we get to pick the dresses!"
"As soon as we settle the business of opening the DA office, we'll start planning my wedding. Oh, this is so exciting!"
Ginny and Hermione laughed with her. The guys found them like that and smiled at each other.
As much as he tried, Harry could not remember a time when they had all been so happy and at the same time. Could it be that life was finally smiling down on them for all the things they had gone through? He hoped so.
Hermione happened to look their way and she smiled at him. His heart melted on the spot. That smile reached her eyes and made them shine with happiness. He was in love with the most wonderful woman in the world, and she loved him back.
He reached her side then and kissed her softly on the lips. "Miss me?"
"More than you know," she replied softly and kissed him back.
"Someone kill me now," Ron said.
Luna slapped the back of his head again. Harry paid him no mind and kissed Hermione again just to irritate his friend.
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