Hello! So, this is the sequel to "The ties that bind." If you haven't read it, I highly recommend you do so everything in this story will make sense. Well, here you go!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

Hermione sighed and wiped her forehead. It was a hot day in July and her entire body was sticky and her legs were incredibly achy. She had looked for the past two hours for a job. Every place she went to was either looking for full-time only or didn't have any openings. She wanted to go back home, but it was her forth day searching. She had to find something.

While walking down Diagon Alley, Hermione saw a small bookshop called The Dusty Spine. It was not far away from Olivander's Wand Shop. She moved her fried hair out of her eyes and adjusted her shirt and skirt. With a smile, she opened the door and walked in. The front of the store had a wooden counter and a register. The shop was very small and was overly stuffed with book shelves full o f books. There were only two round tables and one large square table in the shop. There was only one wizard in an impressive set of robes sitting at a round table reading.

Hermione cleared her throat and walked up to the counter. She tapped the bell on the counter a couple of times. She heard loud coughing coming from a room behind the counter. A very old man in dingy black robes emerged. He had very little hair and the bit that he did was gray. "Can I help you?" he asked with a shaky voice.

Hermione winced and tried not to seem frightened. She was sure the man needed medical attention. "Um, yes, my name is Hermione Granger. I was wondering if you were hiring."

The man gave her a once over. "Why? Are you looking for work?"

Hermione wished she had put her hair into a ponytail. She knew the heat made it look like weeds coming out of her scalp. "Yes, I am. I'm looking for a part-time position."

"Well, I am looking for help but do you have any skills in books? Are you familiar with Roger Fannin or Quala Jenkins?" the man asked.

Hermione felt heat on her neck but gave a sweet smile. "Fannin wrote memoirs on his exploration of dragon territory in 1617. Jenkins was the first witch to become chairman of the Scottish Wizarding Defense League in 1946 and wrote an autobiography on her experiences along with her part in the first war wave against Voldemort."

The man's light eyes grew. "My, my, for a girl your age I must say I'm impressed."

"I'm eighteen. I just graduated from Hogwarts back in June. I'm looking for a place to work. I'm starting an internship with the Siegfried Curse Breaker Program," Hermione said with pride.

"That's an accomplishment. My grandson is a curse breaker. It's tough work," the man said, coming from behind the counter.

Hermione was surprised at how easily he walked. "Well, I got ten OWLs. I'm ready for it."

The man smiled and held out his hands. "Well, you've sold me. My name is Terry Hawthorn. I'm the owner, and I'll be your boss."

Hermione squeezed his hand back. "Oh, thank you sir."

"When do you think you can start?" Mr. Hawthorn asked.

"Anytime," Hermione said.

Mr. Hawthorn nodded. "Well, I'm doing inventory on Sunday and the store will be closed that morning. Can you be here at 7 A.M.?"

"Yes sir. I will definitely be here," Hermione said beaming.

Hermione couldn't wait to get back home to tell Ron.

"I got a job!" she yelled as she came into the house.

"That's great, love," Ron said from the kitchen. Hermione sat her bag down and walked into the kitchen.

Ron was holding Nathan in a small tub that had soapy water in it on the kitchen table.

"Oh, I missed bath time," Hermione whined. Nathan turned his head a bit after hearing her voice. He smiled and made incoherent noises. "Oh, I missed you too." She kissed the top of his head where damp, bright red hair stuck out.

"And what about the daddy? Was he not missed?" Ron asked.

Hermione rolled her eyes and kissed him. "Yes, I missed you too."

Ron smiled at her and took Nathan out of the tub. He wrapped a towel around him and headed to their bedroom. Hermione followed him while taking off her shoes.

"So, what job did you get?" Ron asked before lying Nathan on the bed and drying him off.

Hermione watched Nathan kick and grab at the towel. She picked up a stuffed broomstick toy from the bed and handed it to him. Nathan snatched it away and gnawed on it. "Well, I was worried at first. Mr. Hawthorn is quite scary. It's a bookstore named The Dusty Spine."

"Oh, I've been there before. Never inside of course but when I've went to Diagon Alley with Percy once, he stopped by there. I'm so proud of you," Ron said. After putting baby lotion on Nathan, he snapped him in a blue one piece that Ginny and Luna had got for him.

"Can you give me a bath next?" Hermione asked.

Ron gazed at her. "I'd love to but this bloke wore me out. It took me ages to get him to eat that vegetable rubbish. He got it all over me." Ron pulled off his shirt and threw it in their small hamper.

Hermione bit her lip. She was already hot and sticky and Ron only made it worse. His long, lean body was rather fit and freckly. He and Harry spent many days playing quidditch together at the Burrow. His short, red hair complimented his crystal blue eyes perfectly and his lips were as red and pouty as always.

"Is it napping time for Nathan?" she asked.

Ron snorted and picked him up. "If you can do it, yes."

Hermione picked him up and he grabbed at her necklace. "Can you get me some water? It is so hot out there," Hermione said. She sat with Nathan on their ugly forest green couch.

"When do you start?" Ron said. He handed her a grass and sat next to her.

"He wants me there Sunday at seven," Hermione said. Nathan put his head against her chest.

"In the morning? Shit, that's early," Ron said.

Hermione rocked Nathan. He tried to keep his eyes open but he never lasted long after a bath. After about ten minutes, he was gone. "There, he's asleep."

She carried him to his tiny room and placed him in his crib. "Still want that bath?" Ron asked against her neck as she rubbed Nathan's cheek. She pushed against him and led him into their room.

Ron closed the door and pushed her on the bed. "We have to be quiet," Hermione said while quickly pulling off her skirt and shirt. She turned the baby monitor on that her parents gave her.

Ron smirked and pulled off his shorts. He slowly walked over to her and picked up his wand from the chipped, side table. He flicked it at the closed door. "Now, you see muggle born, there's this thing that we wizards have, it's called magic. I just put a silencing charm on the door." He got on top of her and licked her neck. Hermione threw her head back and whimpered. "You can be as loud as you want to."She felt Ron pull down her bra straps. "Bloody hell you're gorgeous," he whispered.

Hermione wanted to respond but couldn't. Ron's tongue was on her breast. He sucked on her softly. "Ron," she panted. She pulled on his hair. "Please, I can't take it today."

Ron smirked and licked her nipple again. "Tell me how great I am."

"You're the best. You're a god. I will pray at your feet every night if you want," Hermione said at once.

Ron didn't seem satisfied. "You're no fun Hermione." He pulled away from her and opened their side table drawer. He pulled out two tubes of contraception potion. She wasted no time drinking hers. As soon as Ron was done she pulled him down to her and kissed him. She could taste his sweetness even through the pickle juice after taste.

Ron moaned in her mouth and ran his hands down her thighs. He pulled at her underwear and Hermione lifted herself so he could take them off. Hermione's own hands worked on his boxers. Ron abandoned her mouth and stared at her. "What is with you today?"

Hermione blushed, "It's been a really hot day and we haven't been together in a long time. I miss your body."

Ron developed a blush of his own. "I've missed yours too." He put his mouth over hers once more and entered her. Hermione cried out. She immediately pulled away and whimpered.

"Gods Ron, you feel amazing," she growled.

Ron slowly pumped in and out of her. His movements were perfect and strong. Hermione didn't need that long. Only after a bit of time, she could already feel herself close. "R-Ronald," she whimpered.

"Already?" Ron moaned in both pleasure and astonishment. Hermione nodded. "Blimey, I must be getting really good at this. Give me a minute, yeah?"

Hermione bit her lip and tried to hold it in. Ron's movements went faster. His breathing turned into breathless moans. It was becoming more and more difficult for her to hold it. "Holy fuck! Oh, I'm there," he choked. He pumped even harder inside her body.

Hermione couldn't take it. She cried out and released the steaming bliss from her stomach. Her movements must have stirred Ron because a moment later he gave a choked cry and came inside her.

He collapsed on top of her and slowed his movements. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his forehead over and over again. Ron kissed and sucked on her shoulder. He looked up at her. Hermione ran a shaky hand across his sweaty forehead. "Thank you," she said stupidly.

Ron snorted, "What? Am I some kind of whore or something?"

"Well, I don't have any money to give you," Hermione said honestly.

Ron bit her neck rather hard. "Well, you can pay me by taking a shower."

Hermione frowned a bit. "Are you saying I smell?"

Ron traced her mouth. "Hey, I'm not the one to judge."

Hermione hit his cheek softly. "You're so rude, but I can't deny it. I told you it was a hot day. Will you get my back?"

"That's not all I'll get," Ron whispered before kissing her neck again.

Hermione wanted to tell him that in order to shower they had to leave the bed, but when she felt his fingers slip between her thighs, she gave up. She could always shower later.


Hermione's alarm went off. She clumsily lifted her arm and hit it. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. Hermione felt like she just shut them. Once again Nathan fussed through the night. He really hated the state of his cramped room. It took her and Ron half the night to calm him. She glanced at Ron. He looked gorgeous asleep but she frowned anyway. Ron lightly snored and seemed peaceful in a deep slumber. He didn't have to get up at 6:30 A.M. to get ready for work. In fact, he didn't start work for a couple of more weeks.

Hermione rolled out of bed and took a very quick and hot shower. She pulled on her black pants, solid green shirt, and black robes. She kissed Ron softly and turned the volume on the baby monitor all the way up. She then leaned in Nathan's room and gently kissed him. She was relieved that he didn't stir.

Thankfully, she arrived at the book store right on time. She tried opening it but it was locked. Mr. Hawthorn quickly came to door and opened it for her. "Ms. Granger, your punctuality is flattering," he said.

Hermione smiled and walked in. "I hate being late."

He nodded and motioned her to one the round tables. Hermione took a seat and he sat across from her. "Well, I don't have much help here. I'm here every day and there are two other employees other than you. One is full time, Carl Thompson and Kara Kelly is a part time employee as well. I'll start you out with stocking. You can get to know where the books go and you can help inventory and locate books for customers. In a few weeks I can bring you to the register. How is that?"

"That sounds great. I love books so this is a dream for me," Hermione said.

"Now, this isn't a posh or new age shop. I've been here for a long time and I don't care about the hipness and what have you that a lot of other shops care about. I employ three including you. I hope that you don't intend on getting rich working here," Mr. Hawthorn explained.

Hermione felt a bit of heat on her cheeks. She and Ron did not have a lot of money. They were really depending on his job to bring in a lot of the money they would have, but she still wanted to help as much as she could. "No, I'm not trying to get rich, just get by," Hermione said honestly.

Mr. Hawthorn smiled. "Aren't we all, love? Now, as you see I'm not open on to the public on Sundays. I normally inventory and make my shipments but I'm open every other day from eight to six. What times are you looking to work?"

"Any time I can but it has to be in the mornings. My internship starts in a week and it's from noon to 4:30. It's Monday through Friday," Hermione explained.

"Can you work evenings on the weekends?" Mr. Hawthorn asked.

Hermione didn't know what to say. She should have said that she couldn't because she would have to watch Nathan in the evenings, but she didn't. Mr. Hawthorn seemed to have a lot of respect for her and she didn't want to ruin it already. So instead she said, "I'm sorry, but it's just not possible. I have…another job."

Mr. Hawthorn gave her a look but nodded just the same. "Alright dear, well, I can give you Monday through Saturday. How does 7 A.M. to 11:30 A.M. sound? It will give you the hours and I will finally have someone to help we mend a lot of the older books that are still in storage."

"That's sounds lovely," Hermione said. She held out her hand to Mr. Hawthorn and he shook it. "Thank you so much."

"Not a problem dear. You seem to have a good head on your shoulders. You don't have to wear robes in here. It's gets rather hot sometimes. I only do because I'm too old and too tired to change my wardrobe. Black pants and a solid colored shirt is fine." Hermione nodded and took off her robes. Her back was beginning to stick to her shirt. "Now, if you'll join me for the inventory, I'll show you around and tell you about the books I sell."

Hermione got up from the table and followed him the bookcases. For the next four hours, she handled more books than she ever had in her seven years at Hogwarts and she loved every minute of it.

By the time she got home, her hands were sore and her back ached. All she wanted was a nap. When she walked in the house she saw Harry and Ginny on the floor playing with Nathan. Ron was in the kitchen. "Hey, how was work?" Harry asked.

Hermione tried her best to smile. "Oh, it was fine. I just helped with inventory. For a small shop that place holds a lot of books."

"Well, I missed you and so did Nate," Ron said. He kissed her softly and sat on the floor with the others. Hermione sat on the couch.

She watched Ron sit Nathan in his chair and feed him. She knew Nathan hated the canned potatoes and peas but Ron made faces at him and occasionally ate a bit to make him eat as well. Nathan responded greatly to it and took the food in large gulps. He smiled and laughed at Ron's silliness. Hermione gave a heavy sigh. She still didn't feel as close to Nathan as she knew Ron did.

"Hey, what's on your mind?" Ginny asked joining her on the couch.

Hermione shrugged, "Nothing, I'm just a bit tired."

"Oh, we won't stay long. I just wanted to talk to Ron about the quidditch game," Harry said.

"I forgot all about that," Hermione said truthfully.

"Well, I don't know why you would. The Cannon's are playing against the Boulders. It's next weekend. It will be the last thing I do before I start work," Ron said while trying to get Nathan to eat more peas.

"And the last thing I do before camp," Harry whispered.

For a while the four of them sat around and talked but they slowly noticed how tired Hermione was and Harry and Ginny left. Ron placed Nathan in his crib and gave him his bear to play with as he went to sleep. He joined Hermione on the couch and yawned.

"Why are you so tired?" Hermione asked.

"Nathan. He's so busy. Plus, I tried cleaning that mold or whatever the hell it is under the kitchen sink. I'm rubbish at cleaning spells, so I mostly just made it smoke," Ron explained. Hermione nodded slightly. Ron gave her a look. "What's wrong?"

"I'm just really tired. I'll be working mostly Monday through Saturdays from 7 to 11:30," Hermione explained.

"I've been talking to Kingsley and dad. They don't have a lot of information about my job right now. I'm getting worried. I hope this works out," Ron said.

"Me too, I'm not going to make much money at the bookstore," Hermione said. She looked at the coffee table. An envelope laid on it with her name on it. "When did this come?"

Ron frowned at the letter. "Oh, um, this morning. I'm sorry, I forgot about it." Hermione suppressed an eye roll and opened it. It was from the internship. "What does it say?" Ron asked.

"Just a reminder about meeting next week at the ministry for the program," Hermione said.

"Wow, I can't believe it's already here. That's great, yeah?" Ron asked. He searched her eyes and knew something was up. "It is great…right?"

Hermione licked her lips and looked away for a minute. She turned back to him and took a deep breath. "It's Paul."

Ron's eyes immediately flashed red. "What about him?"

"He'll be there," Hermione said quietly.

Ron appeared in shock. "Why? Why is he going to be there?"

Hermione shrugged, "Well, he was apart of the internship last year. I know he already has a job there and he may be helping."

"What are you saying?" Ron asked with a frown.

"All I'm saying is that I'll probably see him. He may talk to me and we'll probably have to work together," Hermione said.

Ron shook his head. "Why are you telling me this?"

"I'm not trying to upset you. I told you that I will never lie to you again. I don't want to keep this in. I want you to know that I'll be around him and will have to interact. Now, if that bothers you too much I won't go. The internship is not worth us not being okay," Hermione explained.

Ron chewed on his lip and played with a loosed string on a couch cushion. "Well, of course it bothers me but you've worked too hard not to go. I know how much this means to you-"

"It will never mean as much to me as you do," Hermione interrupted.

Ron smiled a bit and nodded. He looked away and looked back to her. His blue eyes were a bit darker. "I told you that I trust you…just…I mean," Ron took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes, "just don't sleep with him, okay?" he asked jokingly.

Hermione blushed, "I think I can pull that off."

Ron smiled at her a bit. Hermione knew what he was thinking. He didn't think it was going to be as simple as that and Hermione honestly felt the same way. Paul Douglas never made anything simple.


Oh, I think this is a good place to stop. So much is already building up! I know this chapter was not that exciting but I had to get all this starting crap out of the way so you know where everyone is at. I promise it gets better from here, so REVIEW please and find out!! Thanks!

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