Are you in?

Living in sin is the new thing.

This place didn't have numbers on the doors. That was part of the appeal. If an investigator came in and asked for room 374, well… good luck. You found your room by the key. It was bewitched, and would glow as if red hot when you reached your destination.

Pansy's key was glowing now. She'd been here before, but this time...was a little different. What she and Tonks had was casual, but they were in a routine. She liked routine - most Slytherins did - and wasn't sure about bringing someone else into the mix. Plus, wasn't this one -

"You going to stand out here all day?"

Pansy grinned. She'd been so caught up in her own thoughts, she hadn't realized that Tonks had just opened the door. "Of course not," she said, striding in. She ran a hand down Tonks's naked torso, completely ignoring the other woman in the room. "I was trying to make a grand entrance, thanks."

Tonks rolled her eyes and Vanished Pansy's clothes. "Don't be rude, love. Say hello to our guest."

For the first time since she'd entered, Pansy's eyes fell on the woman sitting on the bed. "Afternoon, Weasley."

"Parkinson."

Tonks sighed. "No. We're about to spend an entire afternoon and night naked in bed together. You two are not starting us off this way?"

Pansy turned to Tonks with an almost evil look on her face. "How should we start off then, love?"

Music, one of the things the hotel used to mask just what took place inside it, pumped through the room. It was a soft, flowy song that nevertheless felt like an assault on the eardrums. The room was hazy, with a pleasant smell of ginger and honey.

Tonks watched. It was more than just her voyeuristic nature - she'd been genuinely curious to see how long it would take before she had to tear the two apart. But she hadn't needed to yet, and now she was just enjoying the show. She took another pinch of the green dust in the carton, and shut her eyes as the room spun.

"Tonks."

Her name was gasped from across the room. At this point, the other women's voices had blurred together. She stirred from her haze, and luckily wasn't seeing double. She walked over to where Pansy was lying on the bed. She stood for a long moment, just staring at the bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. She climbed onto the bed behind the kneeling figure.

"So, Ginny…. You think you want to join us on a more permanent basis?"

There was a slight movement under them, and Ginny gasped.

"Yes," she hissed.