A/N: Thanks so much for the reviews! I love them all! I also wanted to apologize for this chapter taking a little longer than my usual time between posts. However, it is the fault of the wonderful writers here at Portkey for writing so many fantastic stories. Sometimes I find that I cannot tear myself away. Nevertheless, and without further delay, here is chapter 4. Enjoy!
MATCHMAKERS TO THE RESCUE
CHAPTER FOUR
Hermione never stopped kissing Harry. Not when the elevator door opened, or while they walked down the hallway to their room. She wanted him with a desperate passion that still surprised her in its intensity. Had she known loving him would be like this, she would have fallen into his arms a lot sooner.
Harry unlocked the door and she pushed him inside, until the back of his legs hit the sofa. She finally broke the kiss and looked at him, panting as she pushed him down so that he was sitting on the sofa. She put her hands on his knees and spread his legs as she grabbed a cushion and threw it on the floor. She kneeled on it and spread his legs farther apart. Without taking her eyes off his, she started unbuckling his belt.
"Get comfortable, darling, since I'm going to pleasure you until you can't move anymore. I want tonight to be about you," she said in a sultry voice. Harry responded by taking off his shirt.
She finished with the belt and then undid the button of his pants. Harry watched her the entire time, a goofy grin on his face. He was still amazed at how much she turned him on and how ready he was for her. He shifted a bit on the sofa, getting comfortable, as she had suggested. Suddenly, the lights dimmed and the candles around the living room lit. Soft music filled the air and Hermione smiled.
"Got to love the room perks!" she said as she lowered the zipper slowly. She finally broke the eye contact with him and looked down at his lap. "Junior here seems happy to see me."
Harry laughed. "Junior?"
"That's how I think of him. Is he ready to play, Harry?"
"Oh, you bet! He's bloody dripping with excitement already," he told her.
"Let's see then, shall we?"
Hermione put her hands on his waist as Harry lifted his hips. She pulled down his pants, as well as his boxer shorts and threw them to the side. He had been right. There was a pearly white drop of fluid at his tip. She smiled at him and bent down. Her tongue darted out and licked him, making Harry groan.
"I can tell you right now Junior's going to disappoint you."
"Why's that?" she asked and licked his tip again.
"He's not going to be able to play for long. Regrettably, he's too excited," Harry told her as he sucked in his breath.
"We don't want that, Mr. Potter. We want Junior to enjoy this as much as he can and for that to happen we'll just go slow."
"You mean you're going to torture me then."
"Oh, ye of little faith," she said as she finally leaned down and took him into her warm mouth.
She delivered on her promise, too. Every time he would get close, she would pull back and kiss his thighs or she would suck on his balls softly, making him squirm and beg. She played with him for long minutes, until Harry finally asked her to finish it. He could not wait any longer. She smiled sexily at him and took him into her mouth again, using her tongue and teeth to bring him to completion.
When he came, he shouted her name, his hands going to her head to hold her still as he struggled to get air into his starved lungs. Hermione finally lifted her mouth from him and leaned her head on his thigh waiting for him to recover a bit as he absently ran his fingers through her soft curls. After a few minutes of silence, she stood up. She started down at him and started swaying to the music. She put her hands at the bottom of her shirt and took it off slowly, while he watched her a bit astonished. Hermione was giving him a strip tease! The gods were finally smiling down on him.
When she was done taking her shirt off, she unbuttoned her shorts and turned around so her back was to him. She started lowering the shorts down and bent down at the waist. When he noticed the tiny black g-string she had on, he lost his breath again. And not only that, but when she had bent down, her arse was so tantalizingly close to his face that it got him hard all over again.
Hermione loved it. She had never been so bold in her entire life, had never acted halfway as she was now. There was just something about Harry that gave her the confidence in herself to go through with it. Had it been anyone else, she would not have dared, but it was Harry, and she loved him and trusted him with all of her being.
She pushed her shorts to the side and turned around once again to face him. She smiled when she saw the look on his face and his hand on Junior. He was more than ready to continue. She slowly took off her bra, while swaying to the music. He followed every movement while his hand continued to move up and down his hardened shaft unconsciously.
"Like what you see, lover?" she asked in a purr.
"Not only do I like, but I'm about to take as well," he told her and grabbed her hand, pulling her closer to him. "Come sit on my lap."
"I told you tonight was just for you," she reminded him.
"Exactly. I want to be inside of you so bad it hurts. If tonight is for me, then I want you to sit on my lap." Hermione hesitated a bit. "Do it," he commanded and she had no choice but to do as he asked.
He closed his legs and she sat down straddling him. His arms immediately went around her, pressing her naked breasts against his chest. One of his hands pulled her down and his mouth found hers. His kiss was hungry and carnal. There was no sweetness in it since it was full of unadulterated pleasure. He wanted her in the worst way. While he kissed her, his other hand moved between their bodies and he ripped her panties off.
Hermione gasped at his actions, more aroused than before. He put both of his hands on her waist and lifted her up. He entered her slowly, which surprised her, since she had been expecting him to be rougher. She moaned when he was fully inside of her. He filled her completely and she threw her head back as he started moving his hips under her.
"I want you to look at me, Hermione."
So she did. She put her hands on his shoulders and looked deep into his beautiful emerald green eyes. Her body started moving up and down as he watched her with a predatory look in his face.
"You're mine, Hermione, and I'm going to brand you as such. No other man will ever touch you again," he told her in a voice roughened by his desire.
"The same goes for you, lover. No other woman will ever know what a wonderful lover you are if I have a say in the matter," she answered him as her nails bit into his shoulders making his gasp with pleasure.
"You do. Your name is already tattooed on my heart. My skin is brandished by your touch. My mouth will only call out your name. What more would you want?"
"That's all I need. Because you have all of me as well," she said and kissed him.
There were no more words. None were needed as their bodies took over. Love words were not necessary when every heartbeat connected them. Every breath brought them closer. Every look spoke volumes of their love. The depth of their love marked them, and they were shaken to feel such a powerful connection.
Somehow, when their loving intensified, so did their magic. It was as if a current flew from his body into hers, and back. She felt his magic and it astonished her to finally understand just how powerful he was. He felt hers and it amazed him to share something so intimate. Once their powers had touched and unified, a white orb had surrounded them for a moment. If disappeared when they both reached the peak at the same time. The release was so powerful it took their breath away and it was all they could do not to faint.
When it was over, Hermione leaned against him and waited for the room to stop spinning, for her heart to regain its usual rhythm, and for her lungs to fill up with oxygen once again. Harry did the same.
"What just happened, Harry?" Hermione asked in a small voice a few minutes later.
"I don't know, love, I thought for a moment it was all in my head." His tone left no doubt that he was as confused as she was.
"I don't think it was."
"I've never heard of anything like it before either. I don't know what to tell you."
"It was a bit scary," she said honestly and finally lifted her head to look down at him.
"It was," he agreed. "We'll have to figure out what it means."
"I'll do some research when we get back. I don't want to ask the girls about it."
"Do you think our powers changed in any way? I could feel your magic running through my veins. I felt it inside my heart. It was almost as if we were connected physically, mentally, and emotionally."
"I felt your magic as well, Harry, and its force surprised me. I don't think you know just how powerful a wizard you really are," she said as she stroked his face lovingly.
"You're one to talk. You are always saying your knowledge of magic is all books and cleverness, but I just witnessed its intensity. Your magic is potent, Hermione. I would dare say the same about you. You have no idea just how powerful you are."
Hermione leaned back against his chest and hugged him tightly. "I wonder what's going to happen now."
"Time will tell. For now, we should just take a quick shower and head to bed. Tomorrow is our last full day here and I want to make the most of it."
She nodded and got up slowly from his lap. He stood up and gave her a hug before they headed into the bedroom holding hands. They took a quick shower as he had suggested and then went to bed. They did not bother to put on pajamas. Harry gathered her close to his body and dropped a kiss on her lips.
"I love you, Hermione. More than you'll ever know."
"I do know, because I feel the same way about you."
She snuggled closer to him and soon they both fell asleep.
~*~
When they went down to breakfast the next morning, they found Draco and Ginny already there.
"Morning," Ginny said smiling at them.
"Good morning," Harry said as he leaned down and kissed her.
When Harry's lips touched Ginny's cheek, they both jumped apart.
"Ow! You just shocked me!" Ginny said as her hand went up to rub her cheek.
Harry was so surprised he did not know what to say. He looked at Hermione and she was looking at them with a frown on her face.
"I'm sorry, Ginny. I didn't mean to!" Harry said as he sat down.
Hermione went to kiss her, but Ginny put her hands up. "Ugh, not you, too. Once was enough, thank you."
Hermione stepped back and sat down next to Harry feeling a bit self-conscious.
"I don't mind a kiss," Draco told her wiggling his eyebrows.
Hermione laughed and leaned over to him. To everyone's surprise, nothing happened when she kissed his cheek.
"I think Ginny might be allergic to Harry!" Draco said jovially and then sipped his coffee.
Before anyone could reply, they saw Luna and Ron heading their way. Luna's smile could have lit the room it was so bright. Ron, however, was walking slowly and seemed to be in some kind of pain.
When they reached the table, Luna kissed everyone and sat down. "Good morning all!"
"What's wrong with you?" Draco asked looking at Ron.
"Nothing," Ron murmured.
"He got a couple of splinters in his arse last night," Luna whispered loud enough for all to hear. "He's just a big sore."
"Luna," Ron whined and blushed furiously.
They all burst out laughing. Hermione, taking pity on him, got up and went to grab his hand to bring him to the table. Ron jumped back at her touch and glared at her.
"Bloody hell, Hermione, why'd you do that for?"
Hermione had lost some of the color from her face since she had also felt the bit of current pass from her hand into his. "I'm sorry, Ron. I don't know what happened."
Ginny looked at her and then at Harry. "What in the hell is going on here?"
"What do you mean?" Luna asked, looking confused.
Ron sat down next to her, but made sure to keep his distance from Hermione just in case.
Hermione sat back down and looked at Harry worriedly. She leaned against him for support and their eyes met.
"What's happening, Harry?" she asked worriedly.
"I really don't know, love."
"Did you notice it doesn't happen with everyone?"
"Yes. That was kind of weird."
"Yeah, but maybe not as weird as this conversation we're having."
"Why is our conversation weird, Hermione?"
"Because in case you haven't notice, we're not speaking out loud!"
Harry seemed to snap out of it and looked worriedly at her and then at their friends. They were all looking back at them as if they both had grown an extra head. The only one that seemed less worried was Luna. She had an intense look about her, as if she was trying to figure out what was happening between them.
"Harry, Hermione, care to enlighten us as to what is going on with you two?" Draco asked after he recovered.
"I could have sworn you were speaking to each other just now," Ginny said as she snapped out of it as well.
"They were," Luna said tilting her head to the side.
"How do you know?" Ron asked looking at her curiously.
"Ron, when Hermione touched you, what did you feel?" she asked him without taking her eyes off the pair in question.
"Like a current went from her fingers into mine."
"That's how I felt, too!" Ginny said.
"She got you, too?" Ron asked looking over at his sister.
"No. Harry kissed me and I felt the same way."
"I never thought I'd see it!" Luna said delightedly.
"See what?" Hermione asked confused and a bit worried.
"Did anyone notice that Luna and I are not affected in the least by all of this?" asked Draco.
"Hermione, touch Ginny's hand for a moment."
"No way," Ginny said and took her hands off the table.
Hermione recoiled as if she had been hit. She was starting to feel like a freak and she didn't like it. Harry put his arm around her shoulder and she leaned against him gratefully.
"Oh, for Merlin's sake," Luna said as she grabbed both of their hands and brought them together.
Nothing happened.
Hermione and Ginny looked at each other and frowned. However, a moment later, Hermione looked back down at their hands and gasped. She let go of Ginny and grabbed Luna's left hand.
"You're engaged!" she said and forgot all about the weirdness of the moment.
Ginny snapped out of it too and moved Luna's hand over to her. "Sweet mother of Merlin! Luna, congratulations!" she hugged her sister-in-law tightly and laughed merrily.
"All right, weasel boy!" Draco said in congratulations.
Harry patted him in the back and smiled at him. "About time! I am so happy for you mate! Congratulations!"
Ron smiled at all of them feeling proud of himself and his bride-to-be. "Thanks!"
"Can we get back to Harry and Hermione?" Luna asked them.
"No!" they all replied in a chorus.
"I want to hear about the proposal," Ginny said excitedly.
"We'll figure what's happening with us later," Hermione said. "This is more important."
"She's right. This should be a moment about Luna and Ron," Harry added.
"And I want to hear all about the splinters in weasel boy's arse!" Draco said and ducked when Ron threw a roll at him.
"Oh, it was the most romantic proposal!" Luna gushed and proceeded to tell them all about it. The only part she left out, to Draco's deep disappointment, was how Ron got the splinters.
~*~
After breakfast, they decided to go the beach for the last time. The boys immediately went into the water while the girls went to lay down.
"Hermione?" Luna said looking over at her friend.
"Yes, Luna?"
"What happened this morning, has it ever happened before?"
"No."
"Did it happen when you touched anyone else?"
"No, just with Ron."
"And did it happen when Harry touched anyone else?"
"No."
"So now what?" Ginny asked. "Harry and Hermione are allergic to the Weasley clan?"
"Of course not, Ginny. Don't be such a silly girl," Luna said in a tender voice.
"Then what it is?" Ginny asked frowning.
"Hermione, before I tell you what I think it is can I ask you a few intimate questions?"
"I suppose," Hermione said, but her tone left no doubt that she was not happy about answering anything.
"How long have you and Harry been intimate with each other?"
"Since night before last, you know that."
"Just checking! And did something strange happen that night?"
"No."
"What about last night? Did you make love?"
Hermione's cheeks turned a darling shade of red. "Yes," she all but whispered.
"And what happened when you did?"
"Luna!" Hermione said as embarrassed as could be.
"Okay, so it happened last night," Luna said smiling serenely at her. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about, Hermione! It's a natural act when people love each other."
"I know that, but that doesn't mean I like to talk about it! It's personal."
"If you want to know what's going on, you're going to have to share," Luna told her gently.
"Luna, what makes you so sure you know what's going on between them?" Ginny asked.
"I wanted to earn some extra point in class one time and did a research on the subject. Believe me; I know what I'm talking about. But I never actually thought it existed until now."
"What in the bloody hell are you on about, then?" Hermione asked finally reaching the end of her rope.
Ginny and Luna both looked at her in surprise. Hermione was not one to really lose her cool.
"That was harsh!" Luna said. "I'm only trying to help you, but you won't let me!"
"I'm sorry!" Hermione threw her hands up in defeat. "I didn't mean to snap at you, Luna, but it's just that things are a bit complicated after last night and I'm afraid I don't know the half of it yet."
"I wish I could make you feel better, but unfortunately, you're right. Things for Harry and you are not going to get better anytime soon. In time they will, but until you both learn to control it, things are going to be weird."
"What does that mean, Luna?" Hermione asked desperation clear in her tone.
"Hermione, when you and Harry made love last night, did your magic connect? Did a white orb appear at some point around you?"
Hermione gasped in surprised. Her worst fears were confirmed. She was not sure what was going on, but Luna did, and that could not be good news.
"Yes, it did," she finally answered in a resigned voice.
"What exactly does that mean, Luna?" Ginny asked, now sitting on the edge of her lounge.
"Harry and Hermione's magic has become one and the same," Luna said and looked over at Hermione. "It doesn't happen often. In fact, it is so rare that there isn't much information about it. Only the strongest wizards can survive it. As of right now, you're the most powerful wizards walking around."
"How is that possible?" Ginny asked confused and worried at the same time.
"Because of their love for each other. From here on out they will share every thought, all of their feelings, and they will be able to speak with their minds."
"But why is that so bad?" Hermione asked as she sat up as well.
"Because not every feeling is a good one. Or every thought a positive one. Disagreements can be awful and hurtful more than usual. It's almost as if you're branded to each other and no one else will be able to ever break that bond."
"Is that why Harry shocked Ginny and I shocked Ron?" Hermione asked.
"Yes. Since you each had a romantic relationship with them, your bodies now reject their touch. It will happen with anyone you've had a previous relationship with."
"Oh, that's great! Harry is going to go around shocking half of the wizarding world!" Ginny joked.
"Oh, Ginny, he wasn't that bad!" Hermione defended him.
"He was worse! Both he and Ron dated like crazy once the war was over. You know that!"
"It will only happen with people they loved, Ginny. Not just casual dates."
"So that means we'll never be able to touch Ron and Ginny again?" Hermione asked in surprise.
"For now. Once you learn to control this new side of you, it will pass."
"How do we do that?"
"You're never going to be more grateful for your intelligence than at this time, Mione. Once we get back, we'll do the research together and you'll see it's not so bad after all."
"How come this didn't happen to you or Ginny?"
"I already told you it's rare. It happens when a couple's love is so intense that they do not want the one they love to love anyone else for the rest of their lives. It's almost like a spell they cast on each other and I'm not sure if it can be reversed."
"Oh, god," Hermione moaned and covered her face.
"What is it?" Ginny asked worriedly and got up to come and sit next to her friend.
"Last night, Harry told me he didn't want another man to ever touch me again, that he wanted to brand me as his."
"And what did you say?" Luna asked taking her hand.
"I told him it worked both ways," she answered her and tears suddenly filled her eyes. "Bloody hell, we cast an irreversible spell on each other without even knowing we did so!"
"Yes, you did, love." Luna said and squeezed her hand reassuringly. Ginny did the same.
"I have to talk to Harry," Hermione said lifting her gaze and scanning the beach for him.
"He knows all about it, Mione. He is tuned into your mind as you are into his. If you look for him there, you'll find him."
Hermione closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Harry?"
"Yes love?" came the reply a couple of seconds later.
"Oh, Merlin, we are so fucked," Hermione said aloud and sighed surprising the hell out of Ginny and Luna all over again.
~*~
A/N: I have no idea where all of that came from, honestly. One minute I'm writing fluff and next thing you know this all came out of nowhere and I had no control over it. *wondering if I should blame it on listening to the soundtracks of the first three HP movies while writing this?* Anyhow, we'll see where it goes from here since it seems I'm no longer in charge here. The muse has taken over! Damn her!
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