Chapter 17 - Reunion & Astronomy I

Molly being Molly, restricted Ron from leaving the confines of the Burrow without her company or Arthur's.

Much had occurred, so after the whole ordeal of the attack on him and Madam Bones, even Aurors had been placed near the vicinity of their house to protect him. That, sadly, meant the end of all his little adventures and business endeavors.

But of course, he still gave a few interviews to those who came to their home. With the battle won in the forest with Madam Bones, his name had already become legendary, often taken in the same breath as famed duelists such as Moody and many others. This brought many more business options, as he became a sort-of brand ambassador and the face of a few famed businesses in Diagon Alley, such as Florean Fortescue's Ice-Cream Parlour.

Being known as a foodie, there were plenty of food and beverage businesses that wanted to be associated with his name as it drove sales from young impressionable minds.

But at last, the days at the 'prison' called the Burrow came to an end as the first of September approached. Hogwarts fifth year was now awaiting him, and he couldn't be more excited. The previous year had gone so amazing in all the ways possible.

What the new one was going to bring…

Just the thought of it excited Ron.

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"There you are." Ron exhaled a giddy breath as he found Harry and Hermione sitting in one of the cabins inside the train. "Help me… I've been bored to death at home."

"Bored?" Hermione stood up, eyes narrow and her arms folded under her chest. "Not a single day went by when we didn't read something related to you."

"Yeah." Harry joined in, remaining seated. "You really fought the Death Eaters and caught Draco's father?"

Ron grinned like no tomorrow. "You bet."

"That's… Brilliant!"

"Dangerous!"

Harry was grinning, while Hermione was eyeing them both like they were lunatics. But there was genuine concern in her gaze, and Ron chose not to fight her. In fact, he felt warm knowing she was worried.

"I know, Hermione. Honestly, I thought I was going to die. Madam Bones and I were just going to the Ministry. We couldn't have expected something like that to happen, we were defenseless, and Madam Bones couldn't even stand up… I'm surprised I'm still breathing."

Seeing Ron's serious face, Harry and Hermione pulled him to sit between them while they grabbed his arm to support him.

"So everything in the papers was true?" Hermione asked, holding his arm a little too close to her soft mounds. "You really fought them by yourself?"

"At the start, yes. I…" Ron gulped, and sweat formed on his forehead. "I was able to kill the first one and find a hiding spot for the night. Then, the next day, we had to battle a dozen of them at the same time… Some died."

"Ron…" Hermione mumbled, not knowing what to say. She silently put her head on his shoulder. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"You saved me," Harry added, firmly staring at both of them. "I owe you my life, Ron. Sirius is now free. My parents' betrayer has been caught… I don't know how I will ever repay you."

Harry went for a brotherly hug, grabbing Ron.

"Come on, you're my best friend. I'd do anything for you two." Ron responded in kind. "As for repaying, I guess helping me join the Quidditch team will do… I've been feeling really lucky lately. I might even do well."

Harry just laughed and sat back, averting his gaze as he decided not to tell them about the dreams still continuing and intensifying, "Sure thing, Ron. I'll try."

Knock! Knock!

"Anything from the troll—"

Ron found himself ignoring the trolley lady as he noticed Hermione's hands still holding his arm while her body leaned against his side rather intimately. "Umm…"

"Ah…" She reacted a little late and stiffly moved to the other side of the seats, her cheeks blushing red.

That… felt nice.

"Get me something warm, Harry. I have to use the loo."

Ron got up to take some fresh air after mentioning he had killed someone. However, he decided not to tell them about the Unforgivable Curse. The Ministry was trying to keep that fact under wraps for now, since the laws regarding it were too strict.

Madam Bones has yet to tell me what happened to Voldemort. I hope they destroyed him completely.

"Ron?"

His steps froze just as he opened the passenger train toilet door. He turned around, and a familiar face greeted him. "Oh, hey Padma."

"You!" She suddenly grabbed his checkered shirt and pushed him into the open restroom. She locked the door and then further pressed Ron onto the closed toilet seat. "Why have you been avoiding me?"

Ron failed to register her words, too mesmerized by her looks. She had already changed into the uniform, with her raven hair loosely done and draping behind her. Her smooth, tawny brown skin was glowing in her changing, maturing beauty.

"Y-You look… amazing." He whispered, always had a special place for the girl who took his virginity in his heart.

Padma scoffed and pushed Ron further with her hands on his shoulder. She parted her legs and stepped closer, sitting down on his lap so close their chests stuck together. "Why didn't you reply to my letters?"

"Letters?" Ron replied, already feeling the heaven that was her soft, supple rear on his lap. "I didn't get any."

"Don't you lie? But I clearly sent it to Ottery St Catchpole, Devon, West Country, England, Great Brita—"

"Wait, wait, that's the muggle address." Ron interrupted her, courageously moving his hands to hug her slim waist with one, and feel her ass with the other. "You just write 'The Burrow' when sending a letter to my house with owls."

"..."

He noticed her speechless look, and he felt more aroused by that. His member had already become active under the heat of her tight legs around him.

She finally sighed and caressed his red hair with one hand, moving it down to his face, which had almost lost his young freckles. "I was also worried, you know. I wanted to ask if you were alright after… after the news."

Don't make that face, Padma. I wouldn't be able to hold it in. Ron tried his best to hold himself back. Her eyes were just too innocent looking at that moment. He tried to look away at the corner with the sink and mirror.

"I wanted to ask if I could come and see you, " she added and started using both hands to rub his face, her fingers sometimes touching his lips. She made him look at her, her face slowly falling closer to his. "And maybe… help you… recover."

"Ugh." Ron groaned at the intense twitch in his loins. The risen rod was trying to be free in his cotton pants. "Thank you for worrying… Padma."

"Not enough…"

Padma leaned in closer and kissed his lips passionately. Ron reciprocated, stroking her tongue with his, allowing her to bite his bottom lip, and taste the thirst in his mouth. They didn't even care about the saliva dripping from the corners of their lips.

Wildly kissing, their hands weren't idle, unbuttoning each other's shirts with a frenzy. It was so wild and reckless that none of them cared if their clothes were wrinkled. Ron couldn't wait to touch her soft bronze skin under her clothes, caressing and kneading the gentle curves of her flesh.

As her shirt came off and thrown towards the dry sink, his was thrown to the floor. Ron took a moment to marvel at her gentle, maturing hills; covered by the pure white bra that contrasted well with her smooth, amber skin.

Padma smiled at the way he looked at her, willingly opening the clasp of her bra on her own. Her perky mounds came out to play, causing the eagerness in Ron's loins to twitch. Ron quickly squeezed his hands between them, and unbuttoned his own pants. He slid it down a little and pulled his cock out.

Biting her lip in excitement and anticipation, Padma started stroking his need with ease. Their kiss continued, her nimble fingers brushing against his crown; Stroking and stimulating his steel-hard manhood until it pulsated in her warm hand.

Ron licked her chin down to her neck, causing Padma to shiver as she ran the fingers of her other hand through his red hair. With her head thrown back in delight, Ron easily suckled her small breasts while his hands fondled ass, pulling her damp panties closer to his raging need in craving.

Noticing how strained his member was, Padma pulled back and stood up from his lap.

Ron was almost worried for a split second, but then noticed she pulled her skirt up, making it easy for her to pull off her white cotton panties. She smiled mischievously as she threw it at him. Ron quickly threw it off his face as his gaze remained focused on her fully exposed, wet slit. It was still beautifully maintained, clean, and moist, ready for his taking.

Padma stood there for a second, still holding her skirt up, blushing in her half-thrown off schoolgirl uniform.

"Merlin be blessed… you're one hot witch…" Ron muttered, his cock already urging him to sully her black skirt.

"I'm glad you like it," Padma said before she spread her legs and slowly impaled herself on the evidence of his arousal.

Ron groaned a bit as he finally could feel her slick, hot walls clenching around him, instinctively trying to block his path. Her muscles clenched and released, kneading him in bliss. Her mere damp walls started to salivate even more, making it easier the more he entered deep inside her.

Padma also moaned in low whispers when she felt his girthy cock start to stretch her walls to his size. She ground her hips into his, feeling his manhood churn inside and caress her all around. "Ummmm…"

Ron struck her deepest parts as he entered her fully, feeling the head of his cock colliding with her vulnerable flesh. He felt the twitch and shiver in her body as he started licking and nibbling on her peaks.

He clamped one of her nipples between his tight lips, trying not to hurt her with his teeth as he tugged and wildly flicked it with his tongue. His hands kept fondling her burgeoning ass, as his fingers sometimes brushed against her sensitive, puckering hole.

The stimulation caused her pussy to clench tighter on his cock. With her head tossed back, she hugged his head closer to her chest, struggling not to moan loudly in that cramped space.

With one hand on Ron's shoulder, Padma started moving up and down, slightly jumping on her knees, looking for that heavenly release. Her other hand fervently caressed his hair as if she was asking him to suckle her flushed mounds even more.

Easily sliding in and out of her, his cock squelched and brought out her dripping juices, marking the ban of his pants. Padma's belly knotted up, almost at the peak of her release. However, her body slowed down due to the unbearable pleasure throbbing throughout her body.

But Ron didn't care. All he wanted was to go as deep as possible, invading her cave of love and claiming his reward. He placed both hands under her thighs, carrying her up and pushing her body against the door.

Bam!

His hips thrust up, shoving his cock deep into her as her body weighed down on his iron-hard cock. Padma breathlessly exhaled a silent cry of ecstasy since this was her first time being fucked while carried like this.

With the help of the creaking and thumping door, Ron dug deep, plunging hard and plowing her pussy from below while her body remained almost hidden against his chest and broad shoulders, her lithe body thoroughly abused and cherished.

Knock! Knock!

"Padma? Are you still in there?"

Ron and Padma both stopped moving and making any noise. Their heads turned to the locked door. Their hearts almost climbed up their throats in nervousness.

"Ah, almost done, Parvati," Padma replied at the door and hugged Ron's neck as he began moving again. "Ungh…"

The door creaked some more, following their rhythm.

"Are you alright?" Parvati still didn't leave.

"Yessss~" Padma answered with a long moan as her sweltering depth came hard on Ron's cock, squeezing out the burning nectar from the Indian beauty. "Just go… count me out of the card ga-ah-me…"

Ron fucked her faster to find his own release, franticly moving while he closed his eyes to immerse himself in her delightful body. Padma couldn't stop her loud moans, so she closed her mouth with her own hands; her face flushed red.

She quickly leaned forward and pulled him into another deep kiss with her hands on his cheeks. He filled her mouth with his tongue to stop her from making too much noise; Continuing to fill her pussy with his straining, lengthy cock. Pushing it even deeper and shoving it all in.

He groaned into her mouth as his chest pressed against her soft hills, finally reaching that last barrier of build-up in his loins. Then, his white cream spilled inside her, throbbing with each pulsating burst.

Since he didn't get to do it much after being locked in at home, there was much pent-up energy. Each burst caused his body to shiver, causing Padma to reach her own orgasm from the hot seeds and twitches of his cock.

Her pussy clenched hard as if it wanted to keep all that nectar inside of her. She cried out with the sound caught in his throat, still filling her mouth with his slithering tongue. The heat in her pulsating core flowed out, mixing and melding with his sticky seeds.

Releasing the kiss, they finally stuck their foreheads together, giggling for a short moment as they panted in exhaustion.

Ron gently let her stand on her own two feet, looking around for their clothes.

Quickly, Ron cleaned himself up and pulled up his pants before helping Padma. She needed a lot to fix her hair as well. But the satisfied smile on her lips never vanished that whole time, even when she looked in the mirror.

Towering, Ron stood behind her. She felt a strange urge to feel his body. So she pushed her hips against his now calmer crotch and giggled at the view. "I'd like to do it in front of a big mirror someday."

"Sounds exciting," he felt a twitch in his loins. "But let's head back now before someone else comes."

She agreed and quickly opened the door. She peeked her head out and stepped outside. "Let's g—No!"

Ron had already stepped out behind her by then, and he froze there awkwardly. "Parvati… H-Hey."

Padma's twin stood there in her casual clothes, arms crossed and eyes squinted with an 'I know what you did' gaze. "Don't 'hey' me."

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