Nothing Breaks Like the Heart (Harry Potter Fanfic)

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A/n: This chapter contains a lemon! You have been warned! 

Hermione didn't know what she was doing or even why she was doing it. She just found herself wandering out into the gardens of the manor only wearing a sapphire silk robe on top a short silk scarlet nightgown. The night air was freezing, causing her to close her robe up around her as she wander around the maze, searching for where the willow tree that Fenrir was referring too. It felt like hours had passed till she discovered the bloody thing. It was a surprise she hadn't noticed it before since it was quite huge with its long fluttering vines. 

Fenrir had been telling the truth when he had told her he was laying out candles for them. He also laid out a large, fuzzy blanket on the ground. However, she couldn't find him.  Hermione felt this was her chance to go back since this was probably foolish of what she was thinking about doing. Just as she was turning around to head back to the house, she ran into someone. 

"Where do you think you're going, girly?" Fenrir asked, his eyes staring right down at her. Hermione backed away, clinging her robe together as she locked eyes with him. He was only wearing a pair of leather pants and that was it. The moonlight gaze down on his strong features, gleaming off the droplets of sweat that dripped down his skin. 

"I... I... I was heading back... I don't think we..." Hermione started to tell him when she broke out in a loud shriek when he surprised her by picking her up and walking her over to the blanket. He set her down gently on the blanket before lightly pushing her down on her back. She kept her eyes glued to him, waiting for him to try anything to her while he crawled on top of her; never removing his eyes from her either. She shivered underneath him. His hands reached out and tug her robe open, revealing her nightgown that had been pushed up a bit to show off her thighs.

 His eyes were gleaming with lust and desire, which made Hermione cringe and unable to keep gazing into them. As she felt Fenrir's hand running up her leg and towards the end of her nightgown, Hermione grabbed hold of it, stopping it for getting any closer. Fenrir gave her a confused look as she peered away. 

"I never did..." she started when she was cut off by Fenrir. 

"I figured, girly." He replied before lowering his lips to her ears, his moist warm breath brushing against her lobe, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle." 

Hermione opened her mouth to speak; only for Fenrir to latch his lips onto her own. Her eyes widened for a moment then slowly closed as she began to melt into his kiss. Her hands ran up his arms to his shoulders, her fingers beginning to play with the ends of his hair. He removed his lips before moving down to her neck. Hermione gasped as he sucked on the corner of her neck while his hands moved up her thigh, moving her legs to the side to better lay between them and lean more against her form. Fenrir's hand pushed the sleeves of her nightgown off till the upper half exposed her breasts. Hermione bit her bottom lip and hummed when Fenrir ran his hands over her chest. 

"You like that girly?" he whispered, his hot breath brushing against her skin. Hermione nodded, panting while she moved her hands to the back of Fenrir's head. She pushed him down till she kissed him on the lips. Fenrir then pushed up her nightgown then removed her underwear. Hermione broke the kiss when he felt him position himself  at her entrance. Fenrir gently brushed back her hair. 

"I'll go slow." He promised her before connecting his lips to hers again. He slipped into her, earning a like yelp from Hermione. He held still, allowing her to adjust for the moment. Once he felt her start to buck against him, he started to add speed. Hermione wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer to her. Hermione tossed her head back when Fenrir hit a certain spot. 

"Fenrir! Right there! Ah!" Hermione pleaded to him. Fenrir got the hint as he kept hitting the area repeatedly. It didn't take long till she felt a knot start to form. 

"I'm... I'm about to cum!" She screamed as she felt the knot start to grow tighter. 

"I know, I'm about there." He grunted as he tossed his head back. Hermione gasped before she arched her back and came. Fenrir thrusted a few more times then released inside her. He panted a bit while he pulled out and laid right beside her, pulling her against him so her backside lined up against his front. Just as he buried face into her neck, Hermione slowly drifted off into sleep.