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lrthunder82Title: That Moment
Author: LRThunder82
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Hermione
Rating: R
Warnings: Underage (Hermione is 17, Harry is 16), slight dub-con
Challenge: Word prompt-jealous
Author's Notes: Takes place during HBP after Hermione attacks Ron with the birds. Written for the word prompt "jealous" at this year's hp_may_madness
As soon as Ron and the birds were gone, Hermione was on Harry's lap, kissing him furiously. She had moved so quickly, that he didn't have a chance to do or say anything.
There were many reasons that he should stop her. First, she was jealous of Lavender, and Harry didn't want to take advantage of his best friend while she was like this. Second, while many blokes would kill for a girl to take charge like this, Hermione was still his best friend. Third, he didn't want to do anything to hurt Ron. Finally, there was Ginny, the girl he was interested in.
These reasons popped into Harry's head, and he had every intention of saying them. But the moment Hermione started tugging on his shirt, he lost the ability to speak. The moment she stripped down to her bra and knickers, Harry forgot all about the Weasleys.
The moment his clothes joined Hermione's on the floor was the moment that he wondered why they hadn't done this soon. He closed his eyes as he moaned at the feel of her skin pressed against his, and he had yet to feel her breasts.
If Hermione wanted to take her mind off Ron, who was Harry to stop her? They were both sober, and therefore, they knew exactly what they were doing. He only hoped he wasn't the target of her birds after this was over.
Author: LRThunder82
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Hermione
Rating: R
Warnings: Underage (Hermione is 17, Harry is 16), slight dub-con
Challenge: Word prompt-jealous
Author's Notes: Takes place during HBP after Hermione attacks Ron with the birds. Written for the word prompt "jealous" at this year's hp_may_madness
As soon as Ron and the birds were gone, Hermione was on Harry's lap, kissing him furiously. She had moved so quickly, that he didn't have a chance to do or say anything.
There were many reasons that he should stop her. First, she was jealous of Lavender, and Harry didn't want to take advantage of his best friend while she was like this. Second, while many blokes would kill for a girl to take charge like this, Hermione was still his best friend. Third, he didn't want to do anything to hurt Ron. Finally, there was Ginny, the girl he was interested in.
These reasons popped into Harry's head, and he had every intention of saying them. But the moment Hermione started tugging on his shirt, he lost the ability to speak. The moment she stripped down to her bra and knickers, Harry forgot all about the Weasleys.
The moment his clothes joined Hermione's on the floor was the moment that he wondered why they hadn't done this soon. He closed his eyes as he moaned at the feel of her skin pressed against his, and he had yet to feel her breasts.
If Hermione wanted to take her mind off Ron, who was Harry to stop her? They were both sober, and therefore, they knew exactly what they were doing. He only hoped he wasn't the target of her birds after this was over.
