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Tweak says, "Hey you sleaze - my bed!"

hg_reads (hg_reads) wrote in snark_n_bark,
@ 2008-02-14 20:23:00

Entry tags:

complete, hermione, ron

From Russia (or some other undisclosed classified location) with love
Characters: Ron, Hermione

Another victim. At least this one was alive.

Hermione put aside her copy of Jack Fraser's interview notes with Zach Smith's wife and wondered, not for the first time, how someone who hadn't even known about the Wizarding World until she was twenty-four had fought off Bellatrix Lestrange. She'd been tracking rumors, and Bella, for so long that Turner had deliberately sent her out of the country for a few weeks before she burned herself out the way she had tracking the Turescu gang.

It was a good thing. She was on the verge of cracking a forgery ring based out of a quaint little antique shop on the Via della Scala in Florence before they flooded the European Union with fake alchemical manuscripts, and she'd bought so many books about the Medici and the Italian Renaissance that even the tesseract compartment in her suitcase was about to explode. She'd brushed up on her Italian, seen great art and architecture, done good work, almost forgotten about Bellatrix...

And was about to miss her first Valentine's Day with Ron since they'd gotten back together.

"Bugger." Hermione flopped onto her back and stared up into the canopy of the four poster bed in her flat. The Squad had set her up in style, as befitted a wealthy, not especially intelligent tourist, and meant a huge, beautiful apartment in an old palazzo, a terrific wardrobe, plenty of euros...

And no Ron.

She closed her eyes and imagined what it might be like to have Ron here, right now, cuddling or making love or simply chatting. Leila would be with Molly, perhaps, or asleep in the fold-out bed in the next room. They'd have a bottle of wine, the candles would be lit, soft music on the wireless -

It was too much. She sat up, grabbed a quill and parchment, and started to scribble. A few minutes later she folded and sealed the letter, murmured a portkey-with-reply-privileges, and watched as it disappeared with a faint pop. Maybe she couldn't be with Ron on Valentine's Day, but her words would find him no matter where he was.

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	oz_keeper 2008-02-17 04:24 am UTC (link)
	Never able to deny her pleads for long, he shifted again, settled himself between her open legs and thrust into her in one long, slow push. He groaned her name against the warm skin of her neck and pressed soft kisses there as continued the slow pace, letting her body recover before increasing his pace. "Hermione," he breathed into her ear, "my Hermione." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hg_reads 2008-02-17 04:28 am UTC (link)
	She shuddered and wrapped herself about him, her ring flashing prisms in the candlelight. "My Ron. Mine all mine - " (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

oz_keeper
2008-02-17 04:35 am UTC (link)

"Always," he answered, voice rough and low. "Always yours."

With his weight braced on his hands, he arched his back slightly to thrust inside her deeper still. Each push forward brought him closer and closer to the knife edge of release, but he was determined she would fall again, fall with him. Once he'd lowered back to cover her, one hand slid between their bodies and found her clit with searching fingers. He kissed along her jaw towards her ear and spoke, his voice a near growl. "With me, Hermione. Come with me."

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	hg_reads 2008-02-17 04:41 am UTC (link)
	"Yes - yes - She clawed at him, arching up against him as they peaked together. She couldn't speak, couldn't cry out, could scarcely breathe as she came. "Love - " She shuddered and buried her face against his shoulder. "Stay the night. Need you. Always." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

oz_keeper
2008-02-17 04:49 am UTC (link)

On a pleasured sigh once the aftershocks had worn off, he lowered himself to cover her again. Most of his weight he kept on his arms to keep from crushing her because he wanted to stay joined with her as long as possible.

"Course I'll stay. Peanut's with Mum and all that's back home is a cold bed." He dropped his head and nuzzled at her neck. "This one's much warmer by far."

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	hg_reads 2008-02-17 04:55 am UTC (link)
	"We can't have you get cold." Hermione laughed and kissed the tip of his nose. She pulled the duvet up over them and snuggled close. "Even if Florence is ever so much warmer than London." She sighed and let herself relax completely in his arms. Happy Valentine's Day to us, she thought as she dozed off. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	oz_keeper 2008-02-17 05:01 am UTC (link)
	His arms came around her even as his brain drifted into sleep. Warm and sated, his mouth found her ear again. "Best Valentine's Day ever," he breathed. There was a long pause before he spoke again. "Love you." (Reply to this) (Parent)

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