Dan fit right in with their little group. He pitched in to help with yard work or when Hermione needed something done Quidditch several nights a week, usually while Hermione was working out on the punching bags and weights she had set up in the loft. Truth be told, Dan probably wouldn't play that much Quidditch if it wasn't for the fact that Ben was attached to the broom every chance he got … Hermione worked out with the overhead attic doors open. He had missed more than a few shots through the hoops due to this distraction.
Neville and Luna really liked him and felt that he was a great addition to Hermione's household. Luna was in overdrive attempting to engineer a relationship between Dan and Hermione. Hermione was in overdrive trying to get Luna stop.
One evening while the guys were playing Quidditch and Hermione was pummeling the bag the floo network opened. "Hello? Ms Granger. Hello. It's Hannah Abbott? Could we meet at your earliest convenience? I have a proposal for you Hermione'' …
"What Mum? Who was that?" Ben asked, trying to catch his breath.
"It was Hannah Abbott, Ben. She wants to meet with me. I only assume that it is regarding the proposals I
requested for the new intakes for the winter term….
''Oh. Need to organize a sitter for you sweetie too. Ginny is away right?
'Hermione''…. ''Hermione''….Dan waved his hands in front of her face
''Hermione I'll take Ben with me, it's no problem''
"Dan, are you sure you wouldn't mind? I don't want to impose on you," said Hermione.
"Hermione, I don't mind at all. Why don't you go to the Ministry of Magic this week- if you take them the proposed proposals , they should be able to tell you how much time you'll need.
"Oh, this is great. Let me call Luna and Neville right now."
On Friday at 8:45 AM they were all in the Antrium of the M.O.M discussing where to begin.
"Well I think since we'll be up on the scales as to where the proposals will take place & maybe we should start with the intake and we can do about staggering it''..
"Sure, go for it. First one done buys lunch."
"In that case I'll be presenting my case slowly and methodicly slowly," joked Neville.
They moved along quickly once everything was set up and lunchtime rolled around before anyone realized it.
"Well, I guess I'm buying," said Hermione as she finished her last section. "What does everyone want- steak and ale pie or try one of tom's new subs?"
"Subs" was the unanimous decision, so Hermione packed up and headed off to pick up the food. When she returned she found Luna chasing something invisble around the antrium armed with a very large keep net.
"Mione! Stop her please! She's on a rampage!" Neville called out as he raced past her.
"Sorry Neville, I have no desire to get more run downs on the mating rituals of Nargels again Neville. Here Neville, here's your sub. Where's Dan?"
Neville began to laugh. "He was Luna's first victim. "All right, I'm going to go up & let him know lunch has arrived."
She climbed the stairs and crossed the floor to the sliding glass doors. She stopped dead in her tracks as the view inside became clearer.
Dan had his back to the doors and was looking through some Paper work. But it was not what he was reading that caught her attention but what he was doing whilst he was leafing through the paperwork… Dan decided it would be better if he changed his shirt and robes due to the fact that Luna decided to spray him with a horrible stinking potion so called to try and attract the Nargels…. And here in front of Hermione stood a perfectly sculpted physique. Muscles everywhere, seemingly multiplying as he moved. Her eyes traveled down to his waist, then lower as she admired his tight muscled thighs. Well, that's not exactly what she was admiring.
Suddenly he turned and caught her staring at him. She turned scarlet red as she saw him move towards the door, grinning at her. Oh man, he looks even better from the front she thought as he slid the door open.
"Hey Hermione, did you want something?" he asked, amused at her embarrassed expression.
Oh yes. "Um, yeah, no, I mean, I just wanted to let you know that lunch is here."
"OK, I'll be right down," he said, still smirking.
She turned & ran down the stairs. OK Hermione, could you BE any more obvious?
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Hermione was exhausted. They had managed to finish both the plans and all the proposal work by dinner. After a long hot
bath she crawled into bed and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
She was alone in her study at Hogwarts cleaning up strays bits of parchement at the end of the day. A tap on the door
made her look up, but she had known he was coming even before he got there. She ran to the door, threw it open and
jumped into his arms. Kisses covered her face as he carried her back inside and sat her on a table.
"Hi", he said smiling down into her eyes.
"Hi back", she replied. "OK, that's plenty of talk."
He grabbed her under her arms and pulled her to him for a fierce kiss, their mouths immediately opening to invite in the others tongue. She was holding onto his arms trying fight the urge to rip off his clothes and jump him right there.
Wait a minute. Why am I fighting the urge…
She went wild, tearing his shirt open and then clawing at his chest. "Harry , I love your body."
"Yeah, yours isn't bad either," he mumbled into her neck.
Her hands kept moving south until she found the zipper on his jeans. She had it undone and his pants pushed down to his knees before he knew what happened.
"Is there something you want, Prof Granger?" he teased.
"No, but there is someONE I want, NOW."
She jumped off of the table pushed him back to sit in a chair. Standing in front of him she ripped opened her robes. He nearly came then and there when he saw that she was naked under it. "Oh my God Hermione, have you been like that all day?"
"Well, I knew you were coming- or should I say, will be coming…"
He reached out and pulled her hips toward him until she straddled his lap. He tried to kiss her but she pulled away with a smile, and instead moved her lips to his neck and began to lick and suck as she pressed her body into his, trying to dissolve herself into him. She let her hands run down his arms and then between them over his chest- she didn't think that she'd ever get tired of touching him. Bronzed, smooth, ripped, and hers. It made her moist every time she thought about it.
His hands had been caressing her back as she tasted him. He slowly moved them lower and began running them over her bottom with a feather-light touch, and she started grinding on him as she became more excited. Without warning he slid a finger inside of her, causing her to bite down on his shoulder and moan loudly.
"Hermione…"
She moved her hips faster and faster as he stroked her. Finally he reached around to her front with his other hand and thumbed her clit. She came in a flash, clutching onto to him so she wouldn't slide down onto the floor.
As she began to calm down she moved her mouth to his and slowly sucked on his lips. Nothing will ever taste this good, she thought. She ran her mouth down his throat, across his shoulder and down his chest. She slid off of his lap onto her knees and reached out for him. He groaned as she took possession of him in her hands. Running her finger from base to tip, she looked him in the eye, licked her lips, and bent her head.
"Mione…" It was a breathy moan released as his eyes drifted shut. His hands moved into her hair as she ran her tongue around the tip and then moved her mouth down his shaft slowly, lightly flicking the tip of her tongue against him, giving him endless pleasure as she gave him a wonderful erotic massage. When she moved down and took his sac in her mouth he pulled her away roughly.
"Mione…" Grabbing her again under her arms he lifted her and moved them back to the booth, laying her down on the seat. He entered her swiftly and began moving into her fast and hard, both of them frantically searching for release.
She placed her hands on his cheeks and brought his eyes to meet her gaze.
"Harry. My Harry."
He exploded into her crying out her name, her body experiencing again the euphoric ecstasy only he could bring her.
They lay together, trying to find their breath. He lifted his face to kiss her…
She sat bolt upright in bed. What the hell? She ran into the bathroom and splashed her face with cold water. She looked up into the mirror. What was that?
She had been looking into Harry's face.