Romione-I'm here for you.

Chapter Three

It was exactly 8 o'clock when Hermione walked down the stairs to meet Ron.

Oh. My. God. What did I do to deserve her? She's gorgeous, in fact, she's more than that... She's perfect. Ron thought to himself.

"You look... Stunning, Mione!" Ron could barely believe the sight in front of him.

Hermione was wearing a little, black dress, that clung to her in all the right places, and showed off her figure perfectly. She had make-up on, but just in a natural and subtle look. Her hair had been straightened and looked longer and thicker than ever.

"Thank you, Ron. Really, thank you." Hermione was blushing as she walked over to Ron.

"Are you ready?" Ron asked Hermione.

"I am, Mr Ronald Weasley. But, where are we going?" She replied curiously.

"You'll have to wait and see, Mione. But I know you'll love it!" Ron winked at Hermione and took her arm, leading her out of the door. Ginny and Harry called goodbye to them, happy to have some alone time.

After a short walk, Hermione was astounded. Ron had made a cozy, little den with fairy lights and blankets and a picnic blanket.

"Ron, it's.... Beautiful. Thank you so much!!"

"Well, welcome to our first date, Mione. Go on in." Ron smiled at Hermione and she ducked into the den.

He was calling her by her favourite name; Mione. She loved it when he called her that. It made her heart flutter. She had goosebumps, and she knew she would never feel this way about another boy again. Ron was the only person she'd ever want.

Ron opened the picnic basket and pulled out strawberries, tiny sandwiches, crackers with a variety of cheeses, and two red velvet cupcakes... Hermione's favourite.

"You remembered." Hermione said with a smile.

"Of course I did, Mione." He pulled her into a hug and she stayed in his arms for a few minutes, before they ate all of the food.

Ron realised he had forgotten drinks, so used his wand to conjure up so elderflower cordial... Hermione's other favourite.

"Oh Ron, this is perfect. I couldn't have wished for a better first date. Thank you, so, so much."

"You're welcome. Mione, there's something I need to ask you."

"Okay, what is it?"

"Well, I was wondering if you'd like to be my girlfriend?"

Hermione's heart skipped a beat and before she could compose herself, she had a big beam on her face, and yelled "yes!!!" rather loudly.

"Oh Mione! I was hoping you'd say that."

Hermione gently placed her lips on his, but Ron couldn't resist her any longer. He hungered for her lips, for her whole body, and Hermione knew that she felt the same.

They were kissing more passionately now, both of them trying to be in control of the kiss. Ron won. He flipped Hermione on her back and held her hands above her head. Hermione let out a whimper in pleasure and Ron grinned to himself, still kissing her. Ron had his hands everywhere, up her dress, in her hair, on her bum... She didn't care anymore, she just wanted Ron. She put one of her hands in his hair and put the other up his shirt, tracing his six-pack with her fingers. Ron knew what had pleased her most last time, but he wasn't going to give it to her straight away. Ron was feeling the inside of Hermione's legs, dangerously close to her knickers, and she had to clench her legs together because she could feel a strange sensation inside of her. Ron knew it was time. He rolled his hips down into hers and Hermione moaned, rather loudly, and she moved her arms around his strong shoulders.

Ron flipped onto his back and Hermione lay on top of him. He was feeling her bum and they both loved it. Hermione knew exactly what to do, and rolled her own hips into his. Ron smiled, and let out a moan, before whispering,

"You'll have to do better than that, Granger." He was smirking as he said it, knowing Hermione loved a challenge, and she accepted.

She took her lips off of his, and kissed him down his jawline all the way to his top button. She unbuttoned his shirt and threw it aside. She traced her fingers down his bare chest before doing the same with her lips. Her mouth was extremely close to his, well, his area, but she couldn't care less. She teased him, moving her lips extremely close to the top of his pants, but never quite going to them. Ron couldn't take it any longer.

"Please Hermione, don't tease me like this, do you know what happens to bad girls?" There was a cheeky glint in her eye, and Hermione was desperate to find out.

She continued to tease him until Ron suddenly flipped her onto her own back once again. He rubbed his erection onto her body, as he had the previous day, and she couldn't help herself. She moaned louder than she ever had, and gripped her nails into Ron's shoulders.

Why, oh why, she wondered to herself, did I tell him I wanted to wait until I was eighteen?

After their session earlier that day, she had told Ron that she wanted to wait until she was eighteen until she went the whole way. She knew it was only a few months away, and she thought she could wait, but now she was regretting that decision.

Ron wanted to see her body. He moved his hands to the zip on her back and slowly unzipped it. He pulled her dress off and couldn't help but look at her breasts. He kissed them, and Hermione ran her fingers through his hair. He continued kissing, going down her torso all the way to her knickers. He sat up, and as Hermione was still on her back, he traced the area where her knickers met her skin, below her belly button, and Hermione arched her back.

Just as she was going to ask him if he wanted to go further, there was an explosion outside.

I'm sorry guys, this chapter was super long! Now, most fan-fic writers wouldn't get excited over this, but someone has read my chapters so far. I'm sorry if this chapter was a little sexual, I just wanted a bit of that in there, you know? So let me know what you think, and reader, if you read this chapter, I might give you a mention! Xx