Always

After I returned to work from my few days off, I had asked the Minister if he knew where my parents were. I told him I didn’t need to know details or to contact them, but I wanted to know they were at least alive. After a bigger push from Hermione, he not only agreed to checking in and making sure they were safe, but allowed me to write a short, half page note to them. I kept it brief.

Dear Ashley and Neil,

It’s okay that you have decided I am no longer your daughter. Molly has become my Mum and I am very proud to be in their family. Have nice lives and stay safe.

-Katherine

It had now been two weeks and so far, no word from the Minister. I flopped down at my desk and roughly dropped my bag on the floor and hung up my coat. Hermione poked her head out of her office, motioning for me to come in. I plopped in my normal chair in front of her desk.

“What’s ‘Ron’ with you?”, she asked not bothering to hide her laugh. I rolled my eyes.

“Really?”, I asked, laughing myself as well. “Okay, thank you I needed that”, I sighed.

“What’s wrong?”, she asked.

“I still haven’t heard from the Shacklebolt. I know I shouldn’t care, but… I can’t help it”. I groaned, while she nodded sympathetically. “And, on top of that, I’m seriously lacking in the fun, romantic, sexy parts of my relationship. He’s been so busy at work, prepping for Christmas, I’ve hardly seen Ron. I miss him”, I grumbled like a bratty child.

“Miss him or miss the sex?”, she laughed again.

“Both”, I laughed back.

“Tell, you what… I am still working on this revision, so I don’t really have anything for you today. Why don’t you go home and… make yourself… comfortable and I will message George and Fred and make them send Ron home too. A whole day, just for you”. She smiled at me and shooed me out the door.

“Oh. Hermione… you don’t have to do that”, I tried to protest.

“Yes. I do. Blaise and I have… fun every night. I think I can make it so you can get back to your life as well”, she said.

“How is that going by the way?”, I asked.

“Honestly? Amazing. He is very sweet to me, and fun. It is so nice holding an actual conversation with a man I’m interested in”, she said, smiling. Now go home!”, she said shooing me towards the door again.

“Are you positive?”, I tried to ask.

“Yes, besides… I don’t want you mopping around all day”, she added, helping me put my coat on.

“Thank you. I love you”, I said, hugging her.

“I love you too, now go”, she pushed me again.

After getting home, I quickly went to shower so I could shave and make myself smell good. I put on Ron’s favorite lotion that made me smell like apples and put on some sexy lingerie. I then laid on the bed. I was on my stomach with one leg tucked up so that my ass stood out the most. I left my hair down and let it fan over my face so that he couldn’t tell if I was awake. About ten minutes later, I heard the door open and shut, and the sounds of Ron coming into the room. I heard shuffling and what sounded like his clothes dropping to the floor. I felt the bed dip a bit. I felt Ron’s calloused hands on my ass and seconds later his tongue was flitting in and out of my pussy, which I was not expecting.

“Oh, Fuck Ron!”, I shouted. He flipped me over to my back and kissed me slowly.

“Mmm. I knew you weren’t asleep. What is this sexy little number?”, he asked, kissing down my chest and moving the fabric away from my breast before sucking on a nipple. I groaned and pulled him closer.

“Just wanted to remind you of my… assets”, I said, pulling him up to kiss his lips again.

“Well, it is in my way. And I don’t need reminding. I think of you all day, every day”, he said huskily.

“So… take. It. Off”, I said between kisses on his neck. Ron wasted no time, removing the flimsy garment from my body. He pushed me back down on my back and kissed down my jaw, to my neck, to my chest, before placing my nipple back in his mouth. Flicking the now hardened bud with his tongue, while he massaged my other breast in his hand. I moaned and arched my back. He continued kissing down my chest, over my stomach, stopping to bite my hips. He hitched my legs over his shoulders. Ron wasted no time before letting his mouth devour my pussy.

“Oh… Oh, Ron. Please”, I begged. He moved his hand and stuck two fingers in me, thrusting his fingers in and out quickly. It didn’t take long for me to come undone around his fingers. I pulled him back up to kiss him. I let his tongue explore my mouth. Ron sweetly tucked my hair behind my ear, before flipping me so that I was on my stomach. I let out a surprise yelp. He positioned my ass so it was up in the air and angled my back so that it wouldn’t hurt.

“So, fucking perfect”, he growled in my ear, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. I felt Ron position himself, before he thrusted in and out of my pussy repeatedly. He started slow and soft, slowly building the pleasure.

“More… please”, I moaned. Ron increased his pace. Thrusting faster and harder. The sound of skin hitting skin and our moaning filled the room. “Ron… I’m…”, I moaned. I came undone around him quickly. Ron thrusted a couple more times, before Cuming as well. We both collapsed on the bed, panting.

“That was…” Ron said.

“Fucking fantastic” I said at the same time, causing us to laugh. Ron pulled me into his chest and rubbed his hand up and down my arm.

“I wasn’t too rough, was I?”, he asked concerned.

“No, not at all”, I reassured him.

“How about I draw you a bath anyway?”, he asked. He always tried to take care of me after sex, no matter how rough or gentle he was.

“Only if you join me”, I said smiling, letting him pull me into the bathroom.

We spent the day in bed. Napping, having sex, just enjoying each other. Ron even used summoned lunch from the kitchen so that we didn’t have to get up, not that I thought my legs would right now anyway.

“I’ve really missed you handsome”, I said into Ron’s chest. He pulled my chin up so that I was looking at him.

“I know my love. I am sorry. Once the holidays are over, you’ll have me back. I promise”, he said sweetly, kissing my lips gently.

“Well, I hate the holidays”, I pouted, furrowing my brows. He chuckled. And kissed my head.

“I know you don’t mean that. Besides, I’m always going to be yours. Always”, he said softly. His fingers were running through my hair, and I let sleep take me.