Chapter 17
“Nana said…”
“Don’t call me that”
“....that we should wait to spend the next ‘nightfall’ here, and I’m very sick and tired of not being able to leave the house, so we’re going outside. I’m thinking about swimming at the pond, picnicking at the orchard and flying. What do you think?”
“Swimming! but I don’t know how. Can I go? Can Tommy go?”
The grown ups chuckled to her high pitched enthusiastic voice but Ariana looked worried.
Hermione sent a look to Regulus, they had both agreed that they wouldn't tell Fred what Tommy was supposed to be, they didn’t want him to judge or be mean with little Merope, so they agreed that Regulus would explain that the doll was an emissary from hell and they had to stay away from it, close enough to reality.
They also explained Merope’s… features…He hadn’t had the opportunity of looking at her face since they broke the spell and that gave them the opportunity of giving him a heads up.
Hermione sat at the table next to Mery “Of course you can come, We are going to tranfigure something for you and Ariana to wear, and also something to help you float and maybe teach you how to float, as for little Tommy here, we can protect him with a impervius so he wont get wet if we splash him, but I think is better to leave him at the shore were he could see us but away from danger. Would that be okay with little Tommy?”
Mery nodded with the energy of a unicorn troup, Hermione looked around to assess the rest of the group, Regulus was smiling brightly, Fred was grinning but his eyes reflected a wary respect at the doll, Ariana tried to cover excitement with a scowl.
“Shut up” she told Hermione “let’s change then, I want to be very covered, none of those slinky things you’re thinking of wearing”
Around the pond they left towels, snacks and little Tommy on a really high chair. Hermione thought it would be funny to have the representation of The Lord Voldemort dressed as a lifeguard. She convinced Ariana to leave the years eighteen hundreds and transfigured hers and Merope’s robes in modest swimwear, a full top with short sleeve connected to shorts over the knees, In grey and blue respectively, Hermione’s confidence was at a high so she found a couple of towels and transfigured it into a white bikini, the triangles a bit skimpy she must admit.
After the war and with her depression everybody decided simultaneously and without agreeing on a schedule, to feed her every time they saw her or the boys, once she was feeling better she had developed a healthy appetite and started salivating every time she apparated to someone’s door, she had gained a good set of tits, a hefty bum and a belly that sometimes made her self conscious, mostly when compared to Ginny's hard athletic body, but not now, First of all she was dead and worrying about her weight in life and in death was more than bad feminism, second no one cared, not her, not Regulus who stroked every curve and moaned after every handful and not Fred who was eating her out with his eyes.
“I found a radio in dad’s shed, maybe you can help me set it up?”
She grinned at him, he was in purple swim trunks and had a lovely body, bigger than Regulus but a couple of inches shorter, his muscles were defined but not a visual assault like Reg, however his arms and chest were lovely, dusted with freckles and looked like a safe haven. Her perusal complete she went to the radio to try and make it work without magic not to break it, Regulus was casting sun blocking spells on the girls, Fred and himself, Fred was in charge of the floaties.
“I can make it to look like a unicorn for you Mery”
“No, I want a Thestral”
Ariana who was feeling anxious and protective of Merope challenged the others with a look and a “ I want a Thestral too”
Little did she know that Hermione was friends with Luna, Regulus was raised in a special environment and Fred did business for every shape and colour, none of them batted an eye.
Dancing in the moonlight started to play and everybody, bar Ariana was cheering, they jumped into the pond, and splashed and swam, they played Marco Polo and they tried teaching Mery to swim.
After a while she started to feel tired and they transfigured her a bed next to the lifeguard stand. That was her third nap, was time ever changing around here?. Fred and Hermione left Regulus, he was teaching Ariana how to float and swim. The girl was like a board, floating was a lifestyle for her.
They entered the house, thinking of making lunch but then Fred was upon her, he casted, locking and silencing the room, and set the kitchen running, sandwiches were making themselves while Fred was kissing her against the wall, yes, they had normal walls now. Ever since he woke up from his kip he would kiss her and hug her any time they were alone in the kitchen, the hall, the garden, now he was holding her face with a hand and her neck with the other, his tongue dancing around hers.
“you look like dessert sweetheart, I want to eat you” he said, kissing her neck and the deep of her throat, she wasn’t one to say no to gifts
“What's keeping you from it?” she replied huskily, her voice lowered a register
Fred growled playfully and pulled her to the table, he turned her and pushed her softly making her bend over it, arranging her like a doll, elbows and belly against the table, his leg parted her and he fell on his knees behind her
“I remember your bum being delectable but now is a full meal” he followed this nipping the skin of her upper tights, his hands massaging her cheeks, he licked and nipped around the gusset of her bikini and a deft finger found the ties on her hips and undid them. when the piece of fabric fell he took a cheek on each hand pulling them up and apart.
He groaned.“Oh, sweetheart, you’ve been sitting on a treasure all of this time” and licked her from clit to arse slowly, with a wide hard tongue and ended the passage slurping her lips and clit and massaging the tight bud of her behind.
“Oh my Godric!” she had never had a man doing that to her, and the sounds he was making were obscene, he kept moving her arsecheeks in and out, in tandem with his tongue, she melted into the table, he was so good, he started suckling her clit fast, at the same time he nuzzled her entrance with his nose and his tumb played with her behind. She felt so good she felt like crying.
“The sounds you make sweetheart, you’re gonna make me come in my trunks” Fred felt delirious, the girl who he found so appealing during his forming years was now a full woman, a sexy, loud, grabbable woman who tasted musky and sweet in his tongue a taste that the daydreaming products he sold at the joke store couldn't replicate.
Merlin the way she moaned and whined had fireworks going off in his head.
“ready to come love?” He asked “the food is ready” he plunged two fingers inside her canal and his pinky playing with her other entrance while he sucked and suckled her clit, she was convulsing and shrieking a high pitched sound that became a silent scream, he was smiling around her clit satisfied with his work and amazed to be so compatible with her.
He brought her back from orgasm softly, kissing her arsecheeks, her love handles, between her shoulders, her temple. “What do you say if I transfigure you a hammock outside and you can take a little nap?” her response was a happy sigh.
_______________
“Ron! wait” Percy called behind his brother after leaving the conference room, the Weasley clan right behind them. He felt elated with what Ron had said, the care he had and the steps he was taking to become someone more involved with the world around him, he was so excited that he hugged Ron, he doesn’t remember if he had hugged his brother the last three years after Fred’s…. “I’m so bloody proud of you” he told him, Ron returned the hug after a moment of shock, he didn’t blame him.
“I have letters that I’ve exchanged with Hermione, we talked about different ideas to improve the life of muggle borns and teaching Witches and Wizards about the muggle world, maybe we can talk after lunch and cross reference ?. Invite Harry, Dean, Miss Parkinson and maybe see if Harry’s cousin wants to help ? What do you say?”
“Blimey Percy, yes! Yes, thank you, I wanted to do this and had no idea where to begin, thank you. I’d like to talk with Audrey's sister too. She's a squib right?; Hermione once talked of making magical kitchens more adaptable to squibs, this could be a good occasion, right?”
Ron asked self consciously, he was doing this, in her name, her honour or while she came back, he didn’t know, but it is true that it was a big project and he had no idea how to go on with those, should he sell badges? He looked at his family around, shiny eyes and big smiles, Luna held his hand.
“I think it is a wonderful Idea, I’ll floo Ana, she’s been staying at Audrey’s since January” Percy clapped his shoulder softly and left “The burrow at two?” Ron nodded. Ginny and George left to pass the message along, his father had a meeting with the heads of department and his mum was going to ready the burrow for the meeting.
“I have something for you little brother” Bill and Fleur stayed behind to talk to him. Bill took off the Weasley Bracelet from his wrist and held his other hand expectantly for Ron to hold.
“I think you should keep it” he put the bracelet around Ron’s wrist and locked it in place “I read our Grimoire and it doesn’t matter who has it once the bond was created, I know it’s ok and that She is ok because it got warm this morning before leaving Lestrange Manor, Can you feel it?”
“Godric, yes” he said choked up. When he gave the bracelet to Hermione two days ago, Merlin! Was it just two days?It was cold and metallic, this felt warm and alive.
Bill smiled down at him “ I told Harry about this and in his Grimoires is the same, he’s giving the Potter bracelet to Ginny and he keeps the Black’s”
“Daddy gave me the Malfoy’s one, that way the four of us can stay connected to Hermione”
“Bill and I are staying with Zabini to help with the DoM, I’m thinking on installing a caterwauling charm that connects Grimmauld to the Death room in case there is any anomaly the next few days, mais c’est secret, du coup ne me balances pas”
He didn’t speak french, but the summers with Fred and George when they’ll do pranks and ask Fleur not to snitch, taught him enough to at least understand that.
“Thanks , all of you”