Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters.
A/N: I just wanted to say that this story is going to start with a fast relationship that is going to evolve over time. This is definitely a Mature story, so anyone that doesn't like that shouldn't read this story. I would also like to add that this story would be updated once a week.
Also, I know that I don't have the best grammar and spelling so if anyone would like to become my beta I would like any help that I could get.
Update: 1/30/2011, Thanks to ObsessedRHShiper, who is beta-ing this story.
This Could be the Start of a Beautiful Relationship
She woke up with a smile. She was remembering what happened last night and it was incredible. She never felt so completely satisfied before and she was enjoying the memories. Yesterday, she had just finished one of the biggest cases of her career. She had been working in the Department of Magical Law for almost five years; it was the job she got right after she finished her final year at Beauxbatons. She had worked hard at her job during those years and she had moved quickly up the ladder, so now she held a rank that no one would believe someone so young could have. Her work ethics had a drawback though; she wasn't able to get out very often. In fact, she could count the number of times she had gone out in those five years on one hand; the times were easy for her to remember seeing as where all those outings led.
Though she was rather happy right now, she wasn't particularly pleased with the way things worked out. Going out to pubs and ending up with a cute guy would lead to having an exciting night, but nothing more; realistically, it's all she really had time for. In this stage of her life, she cared more about building her career than finding some guy to settle down with, though she was still a red-blooded woman and she had needs. Her needs were completely satisfied last night by the red-haired man that had her screaming multiple times.
She slowly opened her eyes and moved her head to see if the man was still here; she liked the idea of spending a little more time with him.
"Oh," she said when she looked up to find him staring at her.
"Sorry," the man said, smiling fondly at her. He had an incredible night too; in fact, it was the bloody best night he could remember in a long time. He felt comfortable with this girl like he never had before, and when he woke up a few minutes earlier, he couldn't help but stare at her sleeping peacefully and smile at being with her.
"It's okay," she smiled still a little wary as to why he was staring at her.
"Did you have a nice sleep?" he smiled.
"Very good," she smiled. "Hmmm… though it appears that I must have been more drunk than I remembered."
"Er… why?" he said looking confused. "I'm not as good-looking as I was last night?"
"No, thankfully, you're still rather handsome," she smirked. "I was just referring to the fact that you're a Weasley… er… Ron Weasley, if I'm not mistaken," she said as she remembered his name. She sat up more excitedly now. He was a war hero after all and one of the most celebrated people at the moment. That's not to mention all the things that he's been doing since the war had ended; he was one of the top Aurors out there, and she would know that. "Wow…"
"Hmph!" Ron frowned. After the war had ended, he was more than pleased about the fame that he had gained by it, although it had taken him almost a year to get over the outcome of the war where one of his brothers was killed and a lot more tragedy had happened. He loved the attention and all the women that seemed to surround him, but after a few months it got old and he didn't like that no one seemed to care about the real him at all. He also didn't know if they even liked him, or if they just liked being with the war hero. "I don't know if that makes me feel better or worse."
"Well, at least you know that I really like you," she smiled knowingly. "I imagine that's why you didn't just say your full name last night."
"Yeah," Ron smiled. "So, how did you figure out I'm a Weasley?"
"Oh, come on," she laughed. "That red hair is an obvious giveaway."
"Well, I guess that's better than comparing sex techniques..." Ron said looking almost embarrassed.
"Sorry can't do that. You're the first Weasley I've shagged," she smiled.
"That's good," Ron laughed. "So are you pleased that you've bagged a huge celebrity."
"I was hoping for someone bigger… maybe Harry Potter, but I guess you'll do." She smiled, but added upon noticing his frown, "Actually, I am quite pleased that you're the one I'm with, Ron."
"Oh," Ron smiled. "Pray tell, why is that?"
"Because you're the one that caught Avery," she smiled widely.
"What…" Ron said and then his eyes grew wider and he smiled. "Oh… you're Hermione Granger…"
"You've heard of me?" Hermione smiled.
"Well, you do prosecute most of the people Harry and I bring in," Ron smiled.
"How come you didn't realize it last night… how many Hermiones do you know?" Hermione laughed.
"Sorry for not putting it together. I had other things on my mind when I was near you," Ron smirked. "So I guess you were celebrating last night, because you finally sent that bastard to Azkaban where he belongs."
"Yeah," Hermione beamed. "It was a hard case too, he has lots of friends with money and they wanted to get him off…"
"Then it's a good thing you were on the job," Ron smiled. "I don't think I've ever heard of you losing one… I'm always happy when you get one of mine."
"Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Weasley," Hermione said looking very pleased with herself. "And I think that I really need to thank you."
"Thank me?" Ron said looking confused. "What did I do?"
"You were the one that caught Avery weren't you?" Hermione said leaning up and kissing his jawline.
"I might have been," Ron said as he closed his eyes.
"Well I think that deserves some kind of thank you," Hermione whispered in his ear and then sucked on it.
"Mmmm… all right," Ron said as she moved to straddle him. He moved his hands to her thighs and she captured his lips in a fierce and passionate kiss. He moaned into her mouth; it was fantastic just snogging this girl. All too soon she pulled away, her eyes were dark with lust and she had the most devilish smirk on her face that caused his breath to catch in anticipation.
She started to kiss down his body, going to his neck first and pausing there for a second which caused him to moan again. She then continued down to his chest where she licked his right nipple.
"Ffff…" Ron hissed sucking in a breath.
"Do you like that?" She asked looking into his eyes as she slowly moved her head lower down his body. She didn't often do this, and she never was one to initiate it, because she found that she didn't like it much. Since she really did want to thank him for all he's done, she knew this would be the best way because guys like this so much. So, looking into his eyes she slowly licked the tip of his fully erect cock, and just watched as he groaned, throwing his head back. She smirked, as she took the tip in her mouth and sucked, which caused more unintelligible noises to come from him as one of his hands went to her hair. She was surprised to find that she actually liked the taste of him, and started to suck harder on him.
"Fuck," Ron hissed as he tried to keep his hips from bucking or his hand from pushing her head down. "I should have known your fucking talented mouth would be amazing…"
She then took him fully in her 'talented' mouth as she giggled smugly at his comment.
"Aaahh... Fuck... shit, so good," he groaned as she started to really move on him. She kept bobbing her head as she took him completely in her tight hot mouth moaning and groaning herself as she felt his hand in her hair tighten and his breathing start to get louder. It really didn't take long for him to come to the edge and he didn't have any restraint in him at the moment. "Fuck… I'm going to cum…" he shouted and barely a second later he was doing just that.
She knew it was coming; she could feel it long before Ron tried to warned her, but for the first time she could remember, she didn't want to pull away. She liked the taste she got before and she wanted to know what he really tasted like, so she was happy to drink his essence down. When she was done, she moved back up his body with a smirk.
"That's some thank you," Ron panted as he tried to recover from his orgasm.
"Well, I like to do a thorough job," Hermione smirked, but she barely got the words out before he brought her head to his to kiss her. It was remarkable kissing her knowing that he could taste himself on her lips... knowing what those lips were doing a second ago.
After they snogged for a while, he had regained enough composure, which took a lot longer than it had with other girls; Merlin, she was fucking brilliant! Feeling rejuvenated, he flipped them so now he was on top of her. He started to copy her actions as he trailed kisses down her body.
"You don't have to do this," she said stilling him for a moment. "I didn't do..."
"I'm a Weasley," Ron smirked with heavy lidded eyes. "And we like to eat..."
"Oh," she was already turned on more than she had ever been in her life. There was something about his eyes looking into hers that was making her go crazy.
"Besides, I think I have to thank you too." Ron smiled. "It was a joint effort to get that bastard after all."
"I suppose," Hermione said biting her lip as his hand moved to her left breast. At this, she moaned forgetting about everything other than what he was doing to her.
"Look at me," Ron hissed as he hovered over her breast. She did as he said and they kept eye contact as he put her right nipple in his mouth and started to suck on it lightly.
"Mmmm..." she moaned as her hand moved to his hair and she kept her eyes on him. Soon he released her and moved down her abdomen and then to her center.
"Mmmm... you smell so good," he hissed as he stuck his tongue out to lick her lips and all the juices that were already covering her. "So wet for me..." he added smirking.
"Shut up and thank me already," she hissed and moaned at the same time, bucking her hips into him.
"Yes ma'am," Ron smirked evilly feeling more turned on than he cared to admit at the demanding tone in her voice, and stuck his tongue inside her.
"Aaaahhh," she moaned.
After a few moments of this, he moved to search for her clit and attached his mouth on it as soon as he found it. At the same time, one of his hands moved to her center and entered her.
"Yeeeesssss," she groaned. "Oh, God... so good... harder..."
Ron happily obliged her as he pumped his fingers in and out of her and sucked hungrily at her clit, skillful moving his tongue around her in ways that had her wiggling in pure pleasure. It was only a few minutes later that she couldn't take anymore and she started screaming out his name in complete ecstasy, while he happily took in all she had as he licked her juices.
"How was that love?" Ron smirked.
"It was all right," Hermione said moving her head to look at him; in truth, she never had it this good. "You've got some talent with your mouth too."
Ron smirked just before he kissed her again. She kissed him back fiercely loving the taste of herself on his lips, even more so because she could still taste him and the combination was amazing. As his hand moved to her thigh, she could feel his cock pressed against her belly and he was already fully erect again.
"That was quick," Hermione said pulling away from him, as she opened her legs so that he could lay in between them.
"Yeah, well, having a beautiful and normally tame woman withering in pure ecstasy under my skillful ministrations tends to get me fucking hard fast," Ron groaned as he rubbed his cock against her entrance.
"That's good, because I really need you right now," Hermione hissed, moving her hips up into him; she was never happier than this moment that she was on the potion and they didn't have to worry about casting a charm.
"What do you need love?" Ron smirked as he continued to hover just over her.
"You to thrust you fucking huge cock into my warm tight... Aaaaahhhhh..." Hermione said, but before she could even finish Ron couldn't take anymore and he did just what she was telling him to do.
"God damn," Ron hissed. "So fucking tight..."
"That's because you're so fucking big..." Hermione hissed back. It was true that he was so much bigger than anyone she's been with; there was one guy that was close, but he didn't feel nearly as good as Ron did.
"That's right," Ron groaned as he slammed into her hard, so hard it caused her to whimper but she loved it. She loved how he filled her completely and how good it felt when their bodies slammed together. As hard as he was going at her, she still wanted more; she wanted him to go deeper, so she met every one of his thrusts with her own.
"Oh God, Ronald,... harder... fuck me harder...," she hissed as she felt her climax coming, knowing that he was close too. He moved her legs that were around his waist and put them on his shoulders as he pounded into her as hard and quickly as he could. "Ron," she screamed so loudly as she came hard.
"Mione …," he screamed just as loudly as he came seconds later. They rode out their orgasms together and he collapsed on her unable to hold himself up any longer. She clung to him as he laid there on top of her, loving the feel of his weight on her and how their sweaty bodies stuck together.
"That was bloody amazing," Ron said as he finally gained enough strength to flip them over so that she was resting her head on his chest. "I didn't think we could have topped last night, but, Merlin, that was fucking brilliant."
"I know, and don't swear," Hermione said smiling.
"I believe I had you swearing a little there too," Ron smirked back at her.
"I was only joking," Hermione giggled.
"No, you weren't," Ron said confidently.
"Ron?" Hermione sighed a moment later.
"Yeah," Ron said softly as he was starting to get tired after their morning activities.
"Did you call me Mione?" Hermione asked biting her lips.
"Er... yeah I might have," Ron blushed. He had called her that in his head when he had woken up in the morning and he knew he let it slip out.
"Ron," Hermione said sadly. "I … er … you know nothing has changed."
"Yeah," Ron sighed, she had made it perfectly clear last night that she wasn't looking for anything more than a quick shag … or perhaps a few quick shags. "I know …"
"I just don't have time for a boyfriend," Hermione sighed.
"Yeah, I really get that," Ron said trying to not let his disappointment show too much. He never really had a girlfriend himself, except when he was still in school almost seven years ago, but he wouldn't mind spending more time with this girl. "Seeing as I seem to hear about a new person you've convicted just about every day."
"It's not every day," Hermione said rolling her eyes. "But I do spend most of my time at the office. This is the first weekend that I've taken off in almost six months."
"Geez," Ron made a face at that. "How can you stand that?"
"I love working," Hermione shrugged. "I just can't help it. When I get a new case, I have to dive right into it and can't relax until I've finished. My boss knows this and is constantly giving me a new case the moment I finish one."
"I guess I can understand that," Ron smiled. "I get like that sometimes when I'm tracking someone down, but geez … six months … I could never do that."
"No … everyone thinks I'm crazy, but I really do like it," Hermione laughed.
"Look, Mione …" Ron said making her look into his eyes.
"Ron …" Hermione frowned, getting uncomfortable at how close he was getting to her, she didn't want to hurt him.
"I'm going to call you that," Ron said looking determinedly into her eyes. "And we're going to have an earth-shattering weekend together. It will be one where you'll need weeks to recover from … one that will have you satisfied for years …"
"Ron," Hermione said in a shaky voice that was half-warning and half-pleading for him to do just that.
"Mione," Ron smiled at her. "You can't believe that I would be going anywhere after that mind-blowing fuck you just gave me. No, I'm going to milk you for every second I've got with you and …"
"Ron," Hermione said huskily. "Shut up," she added and then her lips crashed into his for a breathtaking kiss.