Out of Time

Future Planning

Tom got Hermione home and in bed. He made sure she ate and waited until she fell asleep. Once she was out, he moved back to his office. He could not believe she had let this happen. The entire situation was too soon, but the damage was done already.

He wrote to the board of governors for Hogwarts and requested a date soon for Hermione to Take her final NEWTS and be free of all of that mess. Then they had just under a year to get things ready for a baby.

A baby. He rubbed his face in frustration. He needed to pick a job quickly, there would be another person to care for soon. Hermione wanted to work, but she'd have to take a bit of time off once it was here.  They needed to get a nanny, that would cost money. 

He had to get things rolling. So much to get done. He wrote to the Office of Magical  Accidents and Catastrophes, accepting the job in their Obliviation Department. Tom had always excelled at mind magic. This would be the best place to start his career with the Ministry.  

Once he had penned the letter, he moved to sent them both. With that taken care of he needed to find a way to convince his wife this would all be fine. He had a flash of brilliance. He moved quickly, wanting to have it finished by the time she woke up.

When he was finished, he moved back to their room to see if she was up yet. He stepped into the room and saw her reading.  

"How are you feeling?"

Hermione looked up and smiled faintly. "Better, I am so sorry for all of the trouble today. I should have been more aware."

He walked over to her, he didn't like for her to be upset. She was his and he wanted her to be happy. He couldn't have people think that he wasn't able to keep his wife happy.  It was unacceptable. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the book away, setting it on the side table.  

"Hermione, it's fine, in fact I have a surprise for you."

"A surprise?"

"Yes, come on." He helped her out of bed and led the way.

The house they had wasn't huge compared to some, but there was plenty of room, He had taken a small guest room and magically enlarged it.  He pulled her to the door and opened it.

Hermione gasped at the room. He had not only made the small room bigger, he had the startings of decorations. He had the walls colored a soft mint green, and a shelf with an assortment of stuffed animals. 

Tom had wanted to get the room ready for Hermione to fill however she wanted. He figured the soft green would work for girl or boy. The stuffies were soft and fluffy. He didn't pick any furniture yet. 

Hermione flung her arms around him. Tom liked this much better than the weeping mess she had been.

"Thank you. I didn't want you to be mad."

"I couldn't be mad." he paused, "Is this the best time for a baby? No, but how could I not like something that is part me and part you? I sent for your date to take your NEWTS and then you can start deciding what you want to do for work. We will keep the baby stuff between us until the time is right."

She was smiling at him. That smile that made him feel things he wasn't used to feeling. She kissed along his cheek and neck.  He reached down and lifted her up, letting her nibble along his neck as he walked them back to the bedroom. 

She smiled at him when he set her on the bed. She watched his as he stripped down. She laughed when he moved to her and magically devested her of her clothing.   

"Why do you removed your clothes but vanish mine?" 

He shrugged, then moved on top of her. He kissed her, slow languid kisses, enjoying the warmth of her mouth. Her hands moved to his hair, he grabbed them, pushing them above her head. He moved his kissed to her jaw as he held her hands steady with his. 

He bit lightly on he neck, sucking a small mark onto her skin. He wordlessly put a sticking charm on her wrists, and moved his hands down the sides of her arms. 

"Tom, unstick my hands please."

He smiled the words sounded so sweet but he doubted she was happy right now.

Instead, he gripped her breast and sucked the nipple into his mouth. Her gasp was beautiful. He loved the sounds she made. He moved to the other side, repeating the treatment. He loved the way she was pushing her hips towards him, trying to get friction where she needed it.

 He kissed and nipped his way down to her sex. He niped along her thighs and on her mound above where she wanted it. When she growled at him,  he licked a hard line along her folds and around the bundle of nerves.  She was shaking as he devoured her,  working her into a moaning mess as she came apart for him.

He moved back up her body and pushed inside of her as he released the charm on her hands. She wrapped her arms around him, as he thrust into her warm welcoming body. She was muttering nonsense, Tom loved making the his swotty wife a blubbering mess. 

"Tom, I'm close please don't stop."

He couldn't if he wanted to, he continued to thrust, letting the days crazy frustration go as he finished inside her.

Hermione was breathless, that had been intense, she was still trying to catch her breath. Tom laid beside her, she turned to look at him. 

"Thank you." she said into his shoulder.

"For what?" 

"Everything."

He laughed. "I haven't given you everything....yet."

She laughed with him.

He turned to look at her, "I will." 

She looked at him, not knowing what to say.

He kissed her forehead, "First I will get you the ministry. Then we will work on the rest."

She wasn't sure how serious he was. His words could have been taken as a joke in the afterglow of great sex. His eyes though, they seemed so sure.

"Sounds brilliant." she answered.