NC-17
H/Hr
Romance/Angst with a smidgeon of humor
Summary: Inhibitions serve as a final barrier for protecting us from our inner most desires. At times, it can be all that stands from a person doing the right thing and the wrong thing. What would happen if you could force someone to do the wrong thing?
An answer to the challenge proposed by Heather Sinclair of own nothing save the computer used to type this story.
Mostly just some humor in this chapter
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Chapter 6: Loose Ends
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"That was amazing Harry…" Hermione said leaning into his bare chest.
"No… that thing you did with your back was amazing Hermione." Harry sighed "I never knew girls could bend like that."
"Oh come of it Harry, it wasn't that impressive. I've never been very flexible, I'm sure most other girls can do way better stunts than that." Hermione said in her matter of fact tone of voice
Harry rolled them over so Hermione that was on her stomach and he was lying on her back.
"Practice makes perfect…"
He planted a series of kisses up her shoulder to her neck and Hermione relished in the attention.
"So what are we going to do about Ron?" Hermione moaned
"What do you mean?" Harry said, continuing to kiss her neck
"Well we can't let him get away with what he did Harry. Regardless of what his intentions were, what he did was very stupid, dangerous and umm…oh… selfish." Hermione whimpered
She wasn't sure what his tongue was doing with her ear but it was sending all kinds of shivers through her. Harry paused every few seconds to speak "Molly practically begged… us… not to press charges Hermione. It would kill her… if her youngest son… went to… jail." Harry said not letting up on his attentions
"Oh…who said anything… oh yes right there… about involving the Ministry?" Hermione said digging her head into the pillow to ease her shivering "Merlin Harry we just got through doing that. If you keep doing that I'm going to make you finish what you started…"
"Alright, alright…" Harry said easing up "So what have you got planned that we can do to Ron ourselves?"
"Nothing too bad, I was thinking of giving him a love potion with hair from somebody like Buckbeak or Hagrid but that really wouldn't be fair to either of them." Hermione said, disappointed that Harry had stopped sucking on her ear
"Yeah not to bloody mention the fact that Maxime would rip Ron a new one. I know Ron's a git and that he deserves to get the piss knocked out of him but isn't another love potion pushing it a bit?" Harry asked wearily
"Harry what he did caused me to rape you-stop smirking about it- and I know that you don't think it's all that big of a deal but this could have went a lot worse than it went Harry, A LOT WORSE. Now, I've let Ron walk all over me for the past 7 years and it's going to stop now…" Hermione warned
"Okay, okay… What's the plan?" Harry asked innocently
"Well I was thinking that we could just go over to the Burrow and-… Harry Potter is that your hand?" Hermione said
"Nope…" Harry whispered huskily
Hermione made a noise with her throat that sounded like a combination of a mew, moan and a growl before she could talk no further
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QUITE AWHILE later…
"You just don't know how lucky you are that they aren't going to press charges Ronald…" Molly said to her son sitting in the kitchen
"I know already, I feel bad enough as it is mum." Ron groaned and leaned back in his wooden chair "I just can't believe she wasn't in love with me…"
Molly glared a bit at her son disapprovingly "If she HAD been in love with you and if that potion of yours HAD worked I would've skinned your hide…"
"I just can't believe it was Harry, he always gets ev-"
"Ronald…" Molly warned
"Okay. But I'm just say-"
"RONALD!" Molly growled
Seeing a taste of his mother's wrath, Ron quickly zipped his lips, figuratively speaking.
Two pops alerted them that they had visitors.
Molly hung up her apron and walked over to the front door. With a quick wave of her hair everything seemed to be in order and she opened the door revealing Harry and Hermione.
"Well hello dears, we weren't expecting you this evening." Molly said pleasantly "Ron was just telling me how sorry and bad he felt about what happened."
Hermione sent a neutral smile over to Ron, who immediately recognized it as a death glare before he nodded vigorously to support his mother's statement.
"Well, I'll just leave you dears to it…" Molly said making herself scarce and leaving out the front door, most likely to inquire about her husband's whereabouts.
Harry nonchalantly made his way over to one of the cooling cabinets to make a glass of juice. He felt anger at Ron just like everybody else did but the thought of getting even didn't' strike to well with him. Personally, Harry would rather just beat the mickey out him and then not talk to him for a year or two. For Ron that WOULD be torture.
"Yeah… I know that "I'm sorry" won't ever quite make up for what I did but well, I'm sorry." Ron said scratching the back of his head
Hermione breezed past him making her way over to Harry
"It's ok Ron, after the entire whole ordeal led me and Harry to realize our feelings for each other." She said emphasizing the closeness she spoke of by curling her arm around Harry's waist
Albeit Harry was a bit uncomfortable but he really couldn't complain. Hermione had been the one who was affected by Ron's actions. This revenge was hers and hers alone to decide how far to take.
Ron cleared his throat a few times stumbling through a response "Well, I'm… em… really happy for you guys. At least some good came of that ruddy old potion…"
"I know, lets make a toast…" Hermione said quickly pouring them all glasses and refilling Harry's "to forgiveness…" to which everybody took a huge swig, emptying their glasses. Hermione set hers on the counter rather harder "…and retribution."
Ron's face paled a tint that could match Draco Malfoy before grabbing his throat in horror "Aw Hermione what'd you do?!"
"Just a little payback Ron, now we're even… Let's go Harry; this is one train wreck I DON'T want to see…"
Harry shrugged half-heartedly "Sorry mate…" before following Hermione out the door
"Oh bloody hell… I wonder who it is… What if it's someone really ugly like Romilda Vane…What if it's someone freaky like Loony Lovegood…? Oh… W-what if it's Ginny…W…What if it's MUM!" Ron screamed before rushing upstairs with the intention of locking himself in his room for the next week and a half
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"You think he'll ever figure it out?" Harry wondered out loud
"Trust me; he'll be ripping his hair out trying to keep away from everybody and everything Harry, regardless of whether we actually gave him anything…"
"Remind me not to get on your bad side…" Harry said sitting beside her on the couch.
"It's not just that he got on my bad side Harry it's that he's BEEN on my bad side for the better part of our school careers. He never seemed to respect me like he did you and it just came to a head when he decided that I had no choice about whether I wanted to have sex." Hermione growled in frustration
Harry calmed her a bit by massaging her neck and shoulders "So what happens now?" Hermione asked without a hint of anger in her voice
"I think we should work on what we were talking about earlier…" Harry cooed
"You mean my flexibility?" Hermione said with her eyes closed
"Yeah, I think in a few weeks we could have you bending like spaghetti…" Harry groaned hugging her body close to his
"I'm not sure I fancy being bent like a noodle but I like where this is going…" Hermione giggled before being silenced once again by his lips