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Hermione sighed in pleasure. It was so convenient to be in the past. She could spend so much more on her books and potion ingredients and all the other things she wanted to buy. It wasn't as if she didn't have money in her time but everything was just so cheap a few decades back! She was browsing around Flourish and Botts looking for anything that might strike her fancy. After all, she had all the time in the world.
Hermione was just about to turn to another aisle when she heard a few familiar voices. She turned towards the window to see three of her favourite men. She wondered for a second where the fourth one was. He was not quite her favourite because frankly he always … fluctuated. Sometimes he was good and sometimes he was bad, so she couldn't make her mind on whether she wanted to hate the pudgy young man or pity him. Hermione shrugged, oh well. This time also, time would tell. Hermione smirked a little at her own little joke.
James was Sirius and the gang about Hermione, the strange little witch he had met last night when he spotted the very witch through a window in Flourish and Botts. He stopped and nudged the boys to take a look.
"She's the one I met last night." James pointed in his deep voice.
"Damn she looks fine. She definitely has the looks like of a firecracker. Let's see if she has the personality for it." Sirius walked off ahead, admiring her curvy figure and long cinnamon coloured curls.
Remus just sighed. Why were his friends so randy all the time. He wished for once they stopped talking about the physical bits of a girl and went for what was inside. Remus paused, then blushed at his own thoughts. Inside a girl ... Maybe his friends weren't the only perverts around.
"Prongs mate, what are we waiting for. Let's go and introduce ourselves to the lovely young lady who sadly met you first." Sirius grinned as he sauntered towards the bookstore.
Hermione was leaning forward on her toes to reach for a book on the upper shelf when she felt a warm body settle behind her with one large hand gripping her waist snuggly. Another reached up to cover her hand and after a soft caress and squeeze of long fingers, went to grab the book she was looking for.
"Anything else you want love?" A husky voice rumbled in her ears causing her to shiver a little..
Really! These boys were too sexy for their own good, Hermione decided while closing her eyes and leaning back against the solid chest behind her. She only gave herself a few seconds to enjoy the sensation before straightening and turning around to look at her 'dog' in shining armer.
"Well, hello there. I don't suppose you offer your lovely hands and warm body to men now, do you?" Hermione drawled gesturing towards a boy on the slightly shorter side also struggling with the same problem she had been facing until recently.
Sirius looked at the witch smirking at him and laughed. She was definitely a surprise. Instead of blushing and floundering like most girls did in his company, she was standing there with a cute smirk and teasing him. Oh James found a gem alright, he thought.
James looked between his friend and the witch and growled softly. For some reason, he didn't like seeing Sirius so close to her and he definitely didn't like how Hermione looked to be enjoying Sirius flirting with her.
Hermione looked away from the flirting Sirius to see a growling James coming their way. She smiled.
"So we meet again and this time you have your fly properly zipped. Nice to see you know how to properly dress in front of a girl now." Hermione winked at him.
James blinked, his anger forgotten. This was the second time she'd surprised him with her candour. The witch was really something. Did she have no shame, not that he was complaining. It was such a refreshing change from the giggling and eyes batting he faced normally. Heck, he even admired her for her straightforward no-bullshit approach.
"Now you've done it love. There's no way in hell you're getting away from us." Sirius laughed wrapping his arm around her. He loved her cheek! He just knew the next few months would be entertaining as fuck. He also didn't miss the slight possessive glint in his friend's eyes as Sirius cozied up to the witch. Things were surely becoming interesting.
Remus was looking at his friends wryly. He had a feeling he was about to get dragged into whatever new scheme the two were planning despite his best efforts. He did agree with Sirius though. The witch had enough sass to get not only one but two of the marauders' attention. He might have been interested had she come equipped with a cock but that was neither here nor there.
"So what brings you boys here?"Hermione smiled stepping away from Sirius.
"Just looking for some books, love. Maybe you can recommend some on the ... naughtier side." Sirius teased.
"Well if that's what you're after, I'm afraid this isn't the right place. I found a little bookshop that might better cater to your specific taste." Hermione laughed.
"And just how would you know where our tastes lie little witch?" James cocked an eyebrow grinning.
Hermione just winked at him. She didn't know what happened but she had been feeling so happy and light ever since she came here. Usually even this time period had some darkness and she was sure that had not changed but something was different. She just couldn't put her finger on it. Hermione knew she was missing just one tiny detail. It felt like it was staring right at her face. But she kept missing it, the more she tried thinking about it. Oh well.
Hermione was brought out of her musings when she felt a warm hand grab her waist again. Seriously what was with these boys and their high handedness.
"C'mon then, lead the way sweetheart. I'm curious to see this shop of yours." She heard James rumble right to her ear making her shiver slightly. If things went on like this, Hermione wasn't confident in her abilities to resist the charms of one James Potter and Sirius Black.
"Oh fuck yes!" Sirius shouted in glee. The shop was every boy's wet dream come true. It had everything from books, to comics, to toys he had only imagined before. Even James and Moony were looking around with slightly glazed eyes and flushed cheeks. How could they have missed this little treasure all this time.
"Hermione, just for this, you've earned the right to become the first female marauder ever." Sirius exclaimed reverently looking at the witch who had brought him absolution. James turned around when she sensed James looking at her. He was eyeing her quite intensely. She wondered what he was thinking.
James just shook his head and stepped closer until there was almost no space between their bodies.
"Have you used any of these toys before Hermione?" James' husky voice whispered as he bent down, surrounding her with his lovely warmth.
Hermione breathed and turned her head sideways to gaze at him. He was looking at her neck like he wanted to devour it. She could feel her body heating up with his proximity. He smelled like musk and all things masculine. Her eyes grew half-lidded.
"Why do you want to know?" She whispered, not taking her eyes away from him.
James almost groaned at the challenge in her eyes and slid his arm to circle her waist,to press her flush against his chest. The other two were busy exploring the shop and so were not paying much attention towards them. James suddenly felt quite daring wondered how far they could take their titillating game. He brought his other hand and slowly moved Hermione's hair exposing her pale and creamy neck. His throat dried up. He really wanted to taste her. He brought his mouth down and slowly let his lips rest on her nape. He didn't do anything else as he waited to see Hermione's reaction.
Hermione moaned softly and closed her eyes as she felt James' lips on her neck. Every nerve had become super sensitive. She leaned back against him, her body becoming pliable, causing James to tighten his arms around her and curse silently. This was getting dangerous and they needed to stop.
They needed to stop, James knew that. But he couldn't control himself. Just one little taste. James ghosted his lips over the entire expanse of pale skin visible to his eyes and let his tongue finally caress first softly then with growing pressure. Her skin was slightly salty with a hint of caramel. He didn't even know how that was possible but James quickly became addicted to her taste and smell. With a small groan of surrender, he ground his suddenly hard erection against the small of her back and closed his mouth over a small patch of skin to suck and nibble. Hermione was panting and moaning so deliciously against him that he didn't know if he could stop.
The dark corner they were standing in offered little protection if his friends became curious. They needed to stop. James growled as he felt Hermione grind her hips back against him.
If you don't want me to bend you right now, flip your skirt and fuck that pussy, then you better stop grinding against me witch." James growled. His voice a dark whisper against her heated flesh.
Hermione knew it was getting out of hand but for the life of her, she didn't have the will power to stop. She gasped as she heard him talk. Goosebumps flitted across her arms. People should not have such deep and sexy voice, Hermione decided. It should be outlawed. She slowly opened her eyes to look at James who was clenching and unclenching his hands around her while gritting his teeth. His jaw looked so hard that she couldn't help but reach and lick a small line from his chin to his lips.
James' control shattered and with a muttered curse, he grabbed her hips and pulled her up against him. James didn't even pause as he pushed her against the wall behind them and brought their lips together in a bruising kiss. Merlin, she tasted divine was his immediate thought. James ground his hips against her as Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck, grabbing a fistful of hair and yanking it to position them better.
Oh she definitely wasn't some demure little witch, James thought with renewed pleasure as she kissed him with equal fervour. Their tongues were battling for dominance and hands were exploring whichever body part they could find. It was the most passionate kiss James Potter had ever experienced. His mind went blank and all he could think was the soft body pressed against him. The passionate witch writhing against him finally wrenched her lips from him and before he could protest, she was gliding them down his throat, leaving wet open mouthed kisses as she sucked a path along his neck.
James' hands went under her skirt and gripped her hips as he thrust against her. He moved the collar of her shirt with his nose and bit her right below the collarbone making Hermione moan loudly. Soothing the bite, he licked and sucked between her breasts as his hand made contact with her panties. Hermione's skin felt so smooth and silky against his rough and calloused hands.
Just as he was about to pull her panties down, he heard two pairs of throat clearing ... loudly. James paused as Hermione froze in his arms. He buried his face in her neck, trying to calm himself a little. They broke apart and looked at each other. He couldn't believe he had completely lost track of the time and the place. He looked at Hermione and could see that the same thought was running through her head. He couldn't help but move his eyes down to look at her red mouth and swollen lips. Gods, she looked like his fantasy. He slowed his breathing down, trying not to get further excited. Hermione was also doing the same.
When his pants didn't feel as tight anymore, James turned to look at his two idiot friends. They each had stupid grins on their faces and while Remus was blushing a little, Sirius was busy adjusting his pants and grinning lasciviously at him.
James wondered how long they had been acting like little voyeurs and as if Pads read his mind, he waggled his eyebrows and said. "We were pretty much watching from the start. Moony and I had a bet going on, on how long it might take you to realise you had company but well, things got a little too intense so we had to stop despite my grave regrets. As much as I loved the show,I am not getting banned from this shop. Priorities mate."
He heard Hermione groan while leaning her head against him, making him realise that he still had her against the wall. He quickly brought her down making sure she was fine before turning to glare at Sirius.
"Don't blame me Prongs. You know I'm right and if you could calm down a little I'm sure you would also agree that nothing is more important than making sure we can come here again." Sirius raised his hands in surrender and said seriously, trying to keep the grin off of his face.
Remus shook his head at his friend's incorrigible behaviour. Why couldn't Padfoot keep his mouth shut sometimes. His lack of brain-mouth filter had gotten them all into so much trouble that Remus had seriously considered a sewing spell whenever they were around company.
Hermione sighed. She didn't know what had gotten into her. James had really revved up her engine. Staring at him through lowered lashes as he argued against Sirius and Remus, she couldn't help but think that something was really different about this particular James Potter, in fact all three of them. She frowned wondering again about the fourth member of their group who was missing. Maybe he was already using the excuse of looking after his mother to attend the death eaters meetings. Hermione shrugged, deciding on thinking about it later. Right now her major concern was getting out of this mess.
"Well boys, as fun as it was meeting you all, I'm afraid I have to leave you now. I have some prior engagements that I must attend to." Hermione interjected, stopping all three.
Each had his mouth gaping open in shock as they looked at the composed witch straightening her clothes. James swallowed, trying to come up with something but he was too surprised at her blatant nonchalance about what had happened. He saw Hermione look at him and give a small secret smile as she turned and walked out of the shop.
"Did you guys also hear what I just heard? Did the witch just ga- ... mate, I think I'm in love." Sirius said dreamily.
Remus patted his shoulder as he also stared at the door through which Hermione had just oh so casually sauntered off. He turned to look and James and gulped. He recognised that expression. He'd seen a milder, a muchh milder version of it when James had decided to chase Lily and after what he had just seen, Remus was not surprised to see the same hungry and excited expression on James' face. The witch wouldn't know what hit her ... or maybe this time it would be the other way around. Remus admitted, at least to himself, that the witch might just be out of his friend's league.
Somewhere in a different time.
"Are the preparations ready?" A serpentine voice hissed menacingly.
A whimper was heard as a man brought a small bundle and placed it in front of his lord's feet. He saw the glint of satisfaction in his lord's eyes as he stared at the bundle. Small whimpering could be heard from inside the bundle.
"Good. It is time." The lord's mouth twisted cruelly.
"You know what you have to do. Do not fail me." The Lord warned the man whimpering in fear in front of him.
"Yes my lord." The man whispered as he kissed the hem of his lord's robes.
"The moment you reach, you're to find me. Do not worry about saying anything just offer your mind and the babe and you should be fine. He might hurt you a little but it's nothing that will kill you." The lord hissed, his eyes showing his excitement scaring everyone present in the room.
Their lord rarely showed anything humane on his face and the times he did, it didn't bode well for anyone.
"Go Wormtail. The clock is ticking." The Dark Lord seemed almost amused as he said this causing Wormtail to gulp in horror. He hoped things went according to plan or he feared even death wouldn't let him escape from his lord's wrath.
He picked up the small bundle and the ancient device and bowed before leaving. He was determined to not fail his lord and he would whatever it took to succeed.
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