A/N: So this is my little story about Ron and Hermione's time before they get it right. We all know life has little bumps and in the road and these are theirs. I hope you enjoy it, please let me know your thoughts :)
Sex. That is what had been on Ron Weasley's mind as he stared off blankly watching the bimbo in front of him flirt her heart out. He had no idea what her name was, no idea what she had been talking about, or even how he found her. What he did know was that she was hot. She had long blonde straight hair, big full tits, skinny frame, great ass, and long legs. He also knew, some girls would do anything to sleep with "harry potters best friend" and by the way this girl kept going on and on Ron figured she was one of them. As she continued to talk, and Ron continued to pretend he was listening gripping his fire whiskey tightly, taking a swig every couple minutes. Finishing off his fourth drink, in record time he cut the blabbing blonde off
"Would you like to go back to my place" Ron offered, she looked offended for being so rudely interrupted but then her face changed, as if she had just realized where the night was going.
"Yes! Of course!" she chirped, sounding a little too excited for Ron's liking. Ron let out a breath of frustration; he could tell she was going to be a hand full. He got up from his bar stool taking the blonde by the arm and leading her out. This wasn't something out of the ordinary for Ron, for the past year every time he'd be feeling down he go to a pub drink his sorrows away and fine a pretty girl to take him. Of course if he hadn't been 'Harry potters best friend' it would require more effort, but luckily for him a girl always comes his way sometime throughout the night.
As they made it back to Ron's place, the blonde squealed in delight.
"Wow! You've got such a great place!" she said her voice an extra octave higher than necessary. Ron just looked at her wondering why he decided to bring her home, he knew that he needed to be more drunk in order for this to happen. Ron headed over to his kitchen not saying a word taking out the fire whiskey from his cabinet pouring himself a glass. The bubbly blonde made her over, coming up behind him wrapping her arms around his toned stomach,
"Why don't we…get to know each other a little better" she whispered into to his back. Ron chugged the remainder of his drink, and turned to face her. He kissed her hard on the mouth; he had forgotten how to be gentle these days. She then quickly pulled away taking his hand,
"Lets go somewhere a little more comfortable, the couch perhaps" she said letting an annoying giggle escape from her mouth. Ron groaned at her over eagerness,
"Yeah sure" Ron replied as he rolled his eyes as he let her drag him to the couch where she pushed him to sit down. Ron had no objections; he preferred it when the girl did most of the work anyway. She climbed on top of him straddling him,
"So tell me Ronald-
"Don't call me that. Ever" Ron said firmly his full name reminding him of his hurtful past. She looked at him in surprise almost shock but then she nodded. Seeming to forget the talking and began to kiss his neck and work the buttons of his pants. Even though Ron couldn't stand this girl he had to admit she knew what she was doing, he wrapped his hand around the back of her dress unzipping it to letting the fabric fall exposing her perky tits, spilling over the top of her push up bra. She stopped kissing his neck sitting up and looking at him fully a smirk on her face as she watched Ron look over her boobs.
"You like" she questioned, pushing them together to make them look even bigger. Ron simply nodded; bringing his head down to her cleavage licking the crevasses. She unhooked her bra wanting more, leaving her in just her thong, while Ron was still fully clothed. He took her hard nipple into his mouth swirling it around, she let out a loud over exaggerated moan. Ron rolled his eyes to himself, she pulled Ron's shirt off and had finally unbuttons his pants. She looked up at him in want as she slipped her hand into his boxers, grasping his throbbing member pumping back and forth. Ron sunk into the couch letting out a small groan.
"I need you now" the girl pleaded, Ron placed his hands roughly on either side of her hips lifting her down on to him. She was riding him hard; Ron leaned back into the couch as he watched her bounce up and down on him. Her loud moans filled his flat as he wouldn't be surprised if the neighbors had heard her. He couldn't imagine it was as good as she made it seem for her, for he had been doing barely anything. Eventually she had came, with yet another over exaggerated moan
"YES! RON YES!" she screamed as she came, as she tightened around him causing him to cum himself. She collapsed on top of him breathing heavily, Ron let out of breath of frustration.
"I hate to do this, but I've got work early in the morning…so yeah…" Ron said awkwardly, she looked up at him slightly hurt, as if she expected a full on relationship from him. But that was something Ron Weasley had stayed away from, from now on. He didn't always kick the girls out right after sex, only the really annoying ones, who usually end up being the hot ones. She rose from off of Ron collecting her things, slipping her dress back on.
"I understand, hopefully ill see you again" she said with her bubbly high pitched voice, giggling once more. Ron wanted to throw up he couldn't believe he just shagged this girl, who reminded him of Lavender more and more by the second, which was never good.
"Don't count on it" Ron muttered from the couch, her face fell with disappointment because she had heard him, but with a pop she was gone. Ron let his eyes close slowly for it had been late, and he did in fact have work tomorrow.
The mountain of paperwork on Hermione's desk seemed to be growing more and more each day. Even though she had a sufficient system of going about paper work, she still always seemed to be behind, or at least what she considered behind. Hermione sighed putting her head in her hands, it was nine o'clock on a Friday night and she had decided to yet again work over time. She rubbed her face re focusing herself back on the papers in front of her. Hermione carefully read through them trying to focus on the words, but it had been no use she just kept reading the same line over and over again. Hermione let her head drop to the desk in defeat; it was time to call it a night. She gathered her things, taking some papers home that she could review this weekend.
Hermione stood in her dark cold flat, she had hated the winter months for her place had been very drafty. She immediately lit the fire place, as it heated up her tiny abode instantly, she place her papers on the kitchen counter as she set the tea kettle on the stove. Hermione went to room, slid off her itchy stockings and tight pencil skirt replacing them with big baggy sweats, and trading her stiff button down shirt for a big tee shirt. She shuffled back into the kitchen grabbing her tea from the stove curling up on the couch, and began to read her book. It was one she hadn't read over a year ago, so it was like new to her as she flipped through the pages a piece of paper fell into her lap. At first it seemed as it was a blank square of paper but when she flipped it over it revealed a picture of her and Ron. They were at the Burrow sitting on the couch Ron had his arm around her looking so happy, while Hermione was smiling wide. As the picture moved Ron went and kissed Hermione on the check as she laughed in surprise playfully swatting him away.
Hermione had remembered that day; it had been a Sunday after one of their weekly dinners with the family. It had been one of the last couple times they had been happy with each other, towards the end it had been bad, Hermione bit back the tears for she knew Ron wasn't worth crying over anymore. Throwing the picture into the fire she, watched it as the edges began to cringle up, and their smiling faces began to fade into ash. Hermione knew it was silly to get worked up about these things that were now in past but she couldn't help it some days. Suddenly, almost as the perfect distraction of her own thoughts, Ben walked through the door. Hermione's face broke out into a smile her, recently serious, boyfriend Ben had finally returned home from a field case out in Germany. Hermione got up from the couch, running over to him giving him a hug he dropped his bags picked her up and spun her around.
"God I've missed you" Ben said putting her back down on the ground and kissing her full of the mouth kiss full of want and need. Ben was a good looking guy brown crew cut hair well built, for he was an auror, hazel eyes and of course he was tall. Ben was very different than Ron, he more like Hermione very book smart, always researching the next plan of action, and of course on time for everything.
"I've missed you too" Hermione said in between their urgent kisses, as Ben began to guide them over to couch, so they could make up for their lost time.
Hermione awoke next morning wearing nothing but the sheets that had been wrapped around her. She stretched as she smelt the aroma of bacon cooking in the next room, she smiled she loved having Ben back home. Throwing on one of Ben's big t-shirts, that hit her right above the knees, she made her way to the kitchen.
"Mornin' love" Ben said turning around with a wide smile due to the early morning he had his glasses on, Hermione loved it when he wore them.
"Thanks dear, missed havin' you around…had no one to cook for me" Hermione said as she walked over to him wrapping her arms around is hard body, he looked down into her warm brown eyes.
"I like when you wear my shirts" Ben said as he let his hands wander underneath it, grabbing her bare ass. Hermione let out a small giggle, giving him a peck on the lips, before getting herself some coffee.
"You done with this" Hermione asked holding up the daily prophet. Ben nodded as he went back to cooking their breakfast.
"So everything went well in Germany I assume" Hermione asked as she nibbled on some toast.
"Yeah actually it did, their resigning me to another team, one with higher up cases, ya know like the important ones" Ben said, who seemed to be rather excited.
"Oh Ben that's great!" Hermione said, she knew how hard working Ben is, this is just what he wanted.
"Mhmmm, now eat up" Ben said bringing a her a plate of eggs, bacon, and waffles. Hermione looked over at Ben as he looked over the paper a second time, she smiled she forgot how much she missed him.
"Were getting someone new added to the team for our next assignment" Harry said to Ron as they brisk fully walk through the halls of the Ministry of Magic.
"Oh yeah. That's good" Ron answered blankly, Harry stopped in front of Ron making him stop in his tracks,
"What's going on with you…you okay" Harry asked, Ron just rolled his eyes he didn't want to talk about last night.
"What do you think?" Ron said pushing past him continuing to walk to his office. Harry quickly caught up to him following him into his office, closing the door behind him.
"You shacked up with another dumb bimbo didn't you" Harry said, Ron looked up from his paper work looking annoyed.
"Sounds about right" Ron said looking back down at his work, Harry let a frustrated sigh sitting in the chair in front of Ron's desk.
"You know Ron that's not gonna help anything, haven't you realized after eight months of doing this, you still feel like shit after" Harry said bluntly, he knew that Ron would sleep with all these girls in order to forget Hermione but it wasn't helping Ron one bit, if anything it made it worse for him.
"You know what Harry…." Ron said in a low voice leaning over his desk to get closer to Harry,
"If I want to fuck, some bimbo slut, I will. It's none of your business" Ron said angrily. Harry knew it was a losing battle he had tried to talk Ron out of his habits he had developed, but it never worked. Harry leaned up into the chair putting his hands up in defeat saying no more on the matter.
"So who's this bloke that's gonna be on the team now" Ron asked changing the subject from his personal life. Harry threw down the folder he had been holding and opened it revealing a picture of some brown haired man; Ron picked it up and studied it.
"His name is Ben Walkler, became an auror bout a year ago, he's only a couple years older than us" Harry noted, Ron just looked at the picture Ben had looked all too fimilar.
"Older? But he just became an auror, what he slack in school or something" Ron joked, Harry shook his head.
"No, actually quite the opposite, he had originally worked for the Department of Law Enforcement, but deiced he wanted more of a challenge so he went through auror training and here he is" Harry explain, Ron just nodded his head still looking at the picture.
"Ah bit of an over achiever huh" Ron said,
"Yeah something like that" Harry replied.
"He looks so familiar, I think I know him from somewhere" Ron said finally putting down the picture. Harry just shrugged,
"Probably around the ministry" Harry said before getting up and going to his own office. Ron looked back at the picture once more, and then it hit him exactly why Ben Walkler had looked so familiar.