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Ron paced nervously in front of the windows in the common room. He was stressed beyond all measure of good reason, and silently cursed his position as Quidditch captain. He heard footsteps coming down the steps leading to the girl’s dormitory and turned to find Hermione watching him through narrowed eyes."Ron, what are you doing up?" she asked pointedly, looking at her watch. "It’s four thirty.""Can’t sleep, too wound up about the match later," he grumbled. What was he doing up? She of all people should know how stressed he got before a match.She seemed to be sizing him up, and he could almost see the wheels in her head turning."What’s going on in that head of yours, Hermione?" he asked, a little unnerved by her gaze and what it was doing to the lower regions of his body.He felt her eyes raking across his body and watched her bite her lip as if trying to come to a decision. Her eyes fell on his trousers, that were becoming rapidly tighter by the minute."I know a way to help you relax," she said softly and took a couple steps towards him. Something in her eyes suddenly made his heart race. She looked almost predatory."You do?" he stammered, shifting a bit to relieve the rapidly growing discomfort of his pants."Do you want me to show you?" she whispered as she closed the distance between them and leaned in to whisper against his ear.Ron’s whole body shook as desire slammed through him, and he moaned as she took his earlobe in her mouth. "Show me? Can’t you just tell me?""Ron," she said, trailing kisses across his jaw until her lips hovered inches from his, "I can’t tell you, I have to show you."His eyes slid shut and his body trembled in need. "Okay, show me," he managed, before she claimed his lips and thrust her tongue between them. She pulled away and stared at him, and in her eyes he could see desire and something that looked a lot like love.Nothing in his eighteen years could have prepared him for what happened next. He watched in stunned disbelief as Hermione sunk to her knees in front of him and stroked him through his trousers."Merlin help me!" he gasped when she undid the button and lowered the zipper. Ron wasn’t a fool, and he thought he knew what came next. He’d never seen anything more erotic in his life than when she pushed his trousers and boxers down his hips and licked her lips.He released a loud moan when she bent her head forward and slid her tongue along the underside of his erection. His head spun and he grasped her shoulders to regain his sense of balance."Hermione, what are you doing?" he growled out, and thrust his hips forward when she took his tip in her mouth."Helping you relax," she said firmly, and slid her mouth down his length.The sensation was overwhelming. Her mouth was so hot, and her name fell from his lips when she slid her mouth to base of his cock. His head fell back as her tongue swirled around him. She worked her way back up to his head before sucking his length in again. He watched in stunned amazement as her head bobbed up and down his length. Her hands slid around his arse, pulling him firmly into her mouth before sliding up and down the backs of his thighs.Sliding back up to the head of his cock, she pulled just the tip and sucked hard. White lights flashed behind Ron’s eyelids and he thrust forward again."Hermione, don’t stop," he pleaded. "Take all of me again." He groaned out her name as she complied. She increased her rhythm along his shaft and slid one finger underneath to trace it over his balls.His hips moved in time with her head, and he was moaning continuously now. He was further stunned to hear a whimper come from her and he felt the vibrations of it along his length.She continued to suck him, swirling her tongue along his shaft, finding the movements that drove him mad.He could feel himself nearing completion and moaned out, "I’m going to come, and you better stop."It appeared she was no longer listening, and increased the speed of her mouth up and down his shaft. She looked up at him and their eyes met. He tightened his grip in her hair and guided her movements. He tried to silently communicate how he felt about her. She watched him as she slid up and down his length, increasing the pressure, and when she reached his tip she sucked hard, sending him flying.His body shook as his orgasm washed over him. She continued sucking him until he was completely spent.She pulled his boxers and trousers up his legs and stood in front of him. Fighting to find his voice, he settled for pulling her tight against his body.He lowered his head and claimed her lips in a soft kiss.When they finally pulled apart, she looked up with him and ran her fingers through his hair."Did it work?" She smirked."Bloody hell!" he exclaimed. "Yes.""Good." She grinned again, looking pleased with herself as she led him to the couch."Now lay down for a bit. I’ll wake you in time for breakfast." She forced his head into her lap and stroked his hair."You know how I feel about you, right Hermione?" He looked up at her and another smile graced her features."Honestly, Ron," she smirked, "it’s not like I do this kind of thing for the whole team.""I love you, Hermione Granger," he whispered and closed his eyes"I love you too, Ron Weasley," she replied as she stroked his hair.