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Ch. 66 Romione

Zelophilia
w/c 509

Months after the Battle of Hogwarts....Ron sits in his room in the Burrow...it's mostly the same...the only new additions are a stack of advanced defensive magic books on a chair where a dark grey vest from the Auror Training Academy is draped over the back...

A soft knock draws Ron from his memories. The door creaks open a bit and Hermione pokes her head in, smiling at him. He smiles distractedly at her and looks back out the window.

"You ok?" Hermione says gently as she sits next to him on the bed, pulling his hand into her lap. Ron continues to look out the window.

"Did I ever tell you what exactly I saw when Riddle's locket opened? Before I smashed it?" Hermione wrinkled her brows.

"Um. No. Why on Earth are you thinking about that?" she looked at his profile, trying to read his expression.

"When the locket opened....it showed me...well. It showed me you. With Harry." Hermione's eyes went wide, but Ron continued. "You were saying how I was rubbish, how I was stupid to think you'd choose me over him. All kinds of stuff...." Ron's face had started to get red. Hermione blinked in surprise.

"You...you were jealous of what the locket showed you?" she said quietly. Ron nodded tightly.

"I was. I was so jealous because I loved you so much, even then. The idea of anyone...even Harry...I just...I couldn't handle it. Its how I was able to smash it, you know? THe jealousy made me raging mad." Hermione blinked again. Seeing Ron like this, this extreme jealousy over something that never would have happened, never had happened, was an unexpected turn on. She continued to stare at Ron as he spoke.

"When I smashed that locket? I wasn't killing the horcrux in my head...I was hitting Harry for touching you. For being able to kiss you. For...." Hermione couldn't take it anymore. She launched herself against Ron's chest and knocked him backwards onto the bed, kissing him fiercely. Ron's shock only lasted a second before he was joining her frantic need to pull clothes off. When they'd both managed to strip each other, Ron flipped Hermione onto her back and split her thighs with his hips, entering her sex in one smooth thrust. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled his mouth to hers again as he started to pump into her, her moans being captured by his mouth. As her first release rolled through her, she tightened her legs around his thighs, pulling him deeper as her sex milked his cock. When she came the second time, his cock started kicking inside of her too as Ron let out a groan of pleasure.

Spent, Ron collapsed onto his bed and pulled Hermione against his chest, kissing her forehead. She laid a hand on his chest and snuggled into him, then let out a small laugh.

"You're so hot when you're jealous." She felt Ron laugh as he shook his head.