.. believe it Hermione, who would have hcck...... thought that one day we'd be sat here with you the leader of the Ministry,' hiccupped Ron as he took...a long swig from the bottle. Hermione smiled as she looked into her husband's eyes. Ron had not changed much in the eighteen years they had been married. His bright red hair was still kept at a medium length and due to the physical work of being an auror, he had retained his strong body. The only difference to Ron was the beginnings of a few. She finished getting dressed before he finished with the bed and stood there, watching him work, feeling uncomfortable. The longer she was in Matt’s room, the more uneasy she felt. Why did she feel as if she’d somehow done something wrong to Matt? Matt wasn’t anything to her. It wasn’t as if they were boyfriend and girlfriend or anything. Why should any of this bother her? ‘Let’s go, kid.’ Ricky’s brusque comment snapped Dianna out of her reverie. He was already out the bedroom doorway. She. "I trust you." Great." He grabs your shoulders and turns you around, so your back is to him. "Now... Tell me if you're uncomfortable."You feel his hands slide up your thighs. He slowly edges them higher and higher, until they slowly curve around your hips. His thumbs rub gentle circles around your belly button as he leans forward and kisses your neck.You let out a shuddering breath and close your eyes as you feel his lips and tongue on your sensitive skin. He kisses from your neck up to your. The room that I’m kept in has a little window and it’s been breezy and cool with a bright sun almost every day.It’s an old house and the walls seem to be two feet think in most places. That along with the metal bars on the windows gives it the feel of a cell, although a very nice cell. A large metal four poster bed, covered in silky sheets and pillows and a dresser and a large mirrored closet loaded with women’s shoes and clothes. How he got me to agree to this I don’t know. Maybe because he.