A/N: Finally, here is the sequel to Pick Up The Pieces and yes this is going to be a multiple chapter fic! Hope you guys enjoy!

Repaired, But Broken

Chapter One: Awake and Alone

Sticky thighs. Sore muscles. Pleasant aches. Tender lips. Love bitten and bruised skin.

Those were just many of what Holly had found herself waking up to. She didn't mind. In all honesty, after what happened the night before, she welcomed it. What she did mind, was waking to find herself completely alone.

Remus was no where to be found and she couldn't help but feel the absolute devastation overwhelm her at the thought of him leaving her. He had fled the scene before Holly had time to wake and gather her thoughts on what had transpired between them. In all honestly, she had no idea what had came over her. She was really appalled with herself.

She basically threw herself at her ex-professor! A man who had taught her the patronus charm at the age of thirteen! She was fifteen now, but that didn't make it anymore wrong. Legal consent was sixteen in the Mundane world, seventeen being legal consent in the Wizarding world.

Either way she was fucked! And it felt so good!

But would he tell someone?... No, most certainly not considering he was the man who slept with an underage fifteen year old!

Holly gulped, her heart beating faster as she recalled what had taken place the night before. Her skin began to flush and prespire.

She had limited experience with the opposite sex. She had only had sex a handful of times and the first two times were most certainly not the best. And all three times certainly did not hold a candle to the experience that Remus had given her.

Cedric Diggory had been the one to take her virginity. It had been during all the bluster of the Triwizard Tournament. He had been gentle with her, but it still had been awkward. He had pawed at her breasts and her pussy for a small moment before he decided to penetrate her.

His penis had been so weird looking to her. It was the first time she was seeing a penis in person and Holly had blatantly stared at his hard cock, and it had already started to leak pre-come at a fast rate. She held it in her hand in fascination and found that she quite liked the feel of it.

"I-I can't," Cedric had begged, his cheeks flushed. "I-I need to p-put it in.."

Holly had flushed. "O-okay."

It had been painful, Cedric's penetration. He was gentle, too gentle, and it was over before Holly could even feel pleasure from the act. Cedric had groaned loudly in her ear and slumped over her body, his dead weight holding her down.

And then he had been killed a couple of days later when they had been taken to the Little Hangleton cemetary via the portkey trophy.

Holly still had nightmares to this day. Horrible nightmares that would begin with them naked in each other's arms, just as awkward as it had been the first time, and then it would turn horrible. In her dream he would be thrusting into her newly de-flowered quim, and then suddenly he would slump onto her, a dead body, his eyes milky and unseeing.

The second time she had sex had been an absolute mistake. Justin Finch-Fletchley had been getting on her last nerves during the whole of her Fifth Year. He had been a harsh critic of her story of the circumstances surrounding the Triwizard Tournament, and the return of Voldemort. Yet, the little pissant had still joined in on the D.A. meetings.

The boy had stayed until he had been the last person with her in the room. And just like he always did, he began to question everything about the 'great Holly Potter' to her face. They had both been red in the face, screaming at the top of their lungs, and then his wet lips had been on hers.

Much like Cedric, Justin pawed at her breast, but it was more in fascination and wonder... Which made her now think that Justin might have been a virgin.

Holly shook her head. Did this mean that she had taken his virginity?! Ugh, she hoped not. She didn't want to have anything to do with Justin Finch-Fletchley, let alone take anything from him!

She had felt much more pleasure with Justin than with Cedric though. She supposed that was because Cedric had taken her virginity. She had always been told the first time would not be as pleasurable as she would think.

To Justin's utter delight, she had taken the initiative and straddled him in a fit of lust. Holly wouldn't lie, she did want it. Did she want it with Justin? Certainly not, but ever since Cedric, she had found herself anxiously anticipating when she would ever get to do it again. She rode Justin with a delighted abandon and it had felt so good to feel his hard cock pumping in and out of her.

Unfortunately, her pleasure was short lived. Justin climaxed with a yelp only a little less than 60 seconds later. Holly tried to continue riding his cock, but it quickly became soft and slipped out of her. She tried in vain to slip it back in, she even tried to pump it back to hardness with her hand! Justin whimpered at her ministrations but his flacid penis remained soft.

Holly had been furious! She pulled herself off of Justin Finch-Fletchley, threatened to hex his cock off if he ever spoke a word about what had happened between them and then stomped off to the Gryffindor dormitories to furiously masturbate.

Now, the third time had also been a mistake. But a welcome mistake, nonetheless. Although, at first it had been entirely non-consensual. It had also been after a D.A. meeting.

You see, she had allowed Hermione, Ron and Ginny to go off to the dorm on their own. After all the drama with Umbridge and her blood quills, organizing and deciding when a D.A meeting would take place, and even trying to decide what to teach, Holly just needed to be alone.

She had taken the time to relax in the Room of Requirement and by the time she was ready to go back to the dorms it was well past curfew. Holly cursed to herself at her own idiocy after she realised that her friends had taken the Marauder's Map with them and began to make an extremely wary trek back to the tower.

It wasn't wary enough, apparently, because the next thing she knew she was being dragged into a broom closet with a large hand over her mouth. She fought against the arm that wrapped around her waist and her back was suddenly flush against a large and firm chest. Both her hands went around both of his wrists, trying in vain to wrench them away from her body, but the unknown boy in the closet was much stronger than her.

"Shhh," a warm breath tickled her ear.

And she froze. She could hear the steps of an unknown professor walk past. Another pair of footsteps could be heard and they stopped right in front of the broom closet. Both professors began to talk, gossiping, before walking away.

Holly sucked in a breath as the hand over her mouth moved away until calloused fingers began to trace her lips. The other hand moved from around her waist and lowered down to her thigh, under her uniform skirt. The fingers at her lips slipped between her lips and lightly padded her tongue. Holly bit down. The boy behind her hissed and squeezed her thigh painfully.

"Bad girl," the boy hissed into her ear, his teeth grazing her lobe in a bold nip. "Be a good girl, and say, ahh.."

Holly mewled in protest as those strong fingers fought against her mouth and sunk in deeper. The hand on her thigh rose and slipped into her white knickers, calloused fingers cupping her moistening pussy. They slipped between her bare lips and searched for the swollen little pearl at the top of her vagina, pinching it between his thumb and pointer fingers.

She gasped and the boy took the opportunity to push his fingers further into her mouth. A frission of heated desire struck her pussy like a lightning bolt and her breath quickened as she took short breaths through her nostrils. Her pussy was creaming itself at a phenomenal rate and soaking her panties completely.

She just couldn't believe it, but this act was actually exciting her! Her tummy was full of anticipatory butterflies! Neither Justin or Cedric were as experienced as this boy, who was manipulating her body like she was a violin and he a master violinist!

"Suck," the unknown boy hissed into her ears.

Holly sighed through her nose, before she began suctioning around those long and thick fingers in her mouth. Her tongue undulated against his fingers and in that moment they were still. His fingers held her swollen pearl firmly, squeezing in time with her sucking mouth, and she couldnt help but close her eyes at the feeling of absolute pleasure he was bringing to her.

The broom closet was quiet, save for the unknown boy's heavy breathing and her steadily sucking mouth on his fingers. It was an erotic sound and atmosphere that had her leaking onto his fingers.

This was a different kind of pleasure that she had never experienced in her two other encounters with Justin or Cedric. There was no pleasure with Cedric and with Justin the pleasure had been short lived. Both boys had seen to their own needs and then had left her high and dry.

"Good golden girl," the boy breathed in her ear, "So feckin' hot!"

His hard cock was now grinding into her bum. His hand was pushing her underwear down to her knees, and Holly whined around his finger at the loss of contact on her clitoris. Her hand finally removed itself from his wrist and she helped him push up her skirt.

"Hold it up for me, love," he hissed in her ear, his words more a command than a request.

Holly held her skirt up willingly while his hand moved between them and began to unbutton his trousers. She heard the tell-tale sign of his pants hitting floor around his ankles before she was pushed towards the broom closet wall. His fingers were still in her sucking mouth as she feels the head of his cock bump against her now sloppy pussy.

She squealed around his fingers as the unknown boy entered her swiftly. This new intense height of pleasure was instantaneous as he pounded her pussy from behind. It was a new position and his hand snaked around to abuse her clit once more. As soon as his fingers touched her pearl, her body began to spasm. She was orgasming for the first time! It was a feeling like no other and Holly knew she was addicted.

The unknown boy had taken his fingers out of her mouth as he continued to fuck her through her orgasm. Holly had turned to take a look at her mystery lover and she moaned as his lips met her own.

"You like that, Potter?" Marcus Flint breathed out against her lips with a snarl, his rhythm stuttering as he began chasing his own orgasm. "You like this Slytherin cock?"

Holly bit her bottom lip and nodded her head. "Oh, yes... So good! Don't you dare stop!"

Marcus grinned. "Oh, I ain't stopping for anything, Potter! When I'm done pounding this pussy, I'm gunna make you sit that sloppy cunny on my face!"

"Holly, dear?"

She was suddenly brought out of her erotic thoughts by the presence of someone entering her room. Mrs Weasley walked in with a new tray of hot food. She replaced the old one and looked at her curiously.

"How are you feeling, dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked, his gaze sympathetic.

Holly shrugged, her cheeks a little pink. "Alright, I suppose."

The Weasley matriarch smiled gently. "Well, regardless, I'll leave you to yourself. I'll keep the others from bothering you as much as possible, but I must warn you that your friends are curious."

"Thanks, Mrs. Weasley," Holly whispered as she looked down at her lap. She honestly did not feel like entertaining anyone or their questions in her room. She would rather prefer the privacy of her own thoughts at the moment.

"Wait!"

Mrs. Weasley stopped suddenly at the door when Holly called out her request.

"I-uh," Holly stuttered, still unable to take her gaze from her lap. "Is.. is Professor Lupin around?"

Mrs. Weasley shook her head with the same gentle smile. "No, dear. Remus actually left this morning with Tonks. They had some business to take care of on request of the Headmaster. I expect them to be back before supper."

"Oh."

Holly finally looked up and watched as Mrs. Weasley closed the door behind herself. She suddenly lurched forward with out thinking and rushed to the door. She locked the door manually and then threw herself back into her unmade bed.

Why would he just leave like this? Why wasn't he here? Did he run away from her? Because of what had happened between them? More than likely, yes was the answer to all those questions.

Holly wanted answers and she was more than willing to wait to get those answers. Even if it meant waiting until supper.

She flipped herself onto her back and pushed a hand into her pants. With all the memories she had been reminiscing in, her little cunny was wet and still leaking. Touching her swollen pearl, Holly moaned and threw her head back.

Well, she found what she was going to be doing until supper.

A/N: Review pls!