Silent Screams

It had been a normal week for me; I got a detention in Transfiguration for setting Ricky's robes on fire (He deserved it, my thigh belongs to me and… well my professor) not him. Perverted bastard he's worse then Freddy. He has a girlfriend who (ironically) is also seeing a girl. It's a wonder how he hasn't realised yet. Oh wait, he's stupider then me. Aside from that it was still pretty normal, I found out Harry was going to go see Sirius at eight so at seven I paid him a visit. A seconde before he knocked on the door I had fixed my hair into a (almost) neat ponytail.

"Hey Aconite what are you doing here?"

"Tutoring."

"But your passing Defence Against the Dark Arts pretty well."

"That's because I'm tutoring her."

"That makes sense, are you getting extra lessons in Potions?"

"My father was a brilliant chef and my mother was excellent in potions, they rubbed off on me."

"Oh ok."

"Bye luv." With that I walked out the room in my robe, with my underwear in my pocket as I walked to the girls bathroom.

As you can see my life was normal. I went to class, stayed in after class to be lectured about putting peoples robes on fire, or for forgetting my homework. But I have to say, potions was a very interesting class. We were working on a potion for transforming a muggle, stationary item, like one of those flamingos, into something that moves, like a real flamingo.

When we were told our partners, I was (sadly) placed with Draco Malfoy. Don't get me wrong, he's an ok looking guy, but god he annoys me. With his big talk no action (a lot like his father I hear) third year was bad enough with the 'I'm dying.' It was a broken arm, god I broke my leg and cracked my skull from jumping out of a tree and I didn't cry.

"Hey wolf, have you made any guys howlllllll lately?" Stepping close to him I grabbed his manhood.

"If I have, you will be the first to know." Squeezing his balls I heard an 'ooooooooowwwwwww' from his before I returned to my potion and neatly sliced up my newt tail. Humming a song that suspiciously sounded like 'I believe in a thing called love' "Guitar." I sang softly before adding the final ingredient, monkshood. (I bet he picked it out just to smile at me as I grimly placed it in.)

The entire time I had been preparing the potion, Draco had been crouching on his stool, unable to sit, but pained to stand straight. "What's the matter Malfoy? Wolf got your balls?" I said before bottling the potion and handing it to Snape. Although I wouldn't admit it out loud, Snape was an ok guy as long as you stayed far out of his way. Needless to say, he didn't think much of me and I didn't think much of him.

So when he looked at me and asked, "What's wrong with Malfoy?" I shrugged my shoulders and replied that he should ask Draco since I was completely clueless on the fact. Of course it didn't take him long to figure out what happened. "Five points from Gryffindor." I had nodded my head and began doodling on my parchment, the notes in front of me lay their waiting for me too write them down.

OK I honestly thought I had locked the door. I was just lucky that I was under the desk when he walked in. (I heard the door knob turning and I quickly crawled under while Sirius pulled his chair in (yes he was already in the chair coughshutupcough)) And when that happened I heard Harry's voice saying "Sirius, things are happening that's weird." My first thought running through my head was your seventeen and only realising this now? Before he stared to speak again. "I can't find Aconite at all, and I've misplaced the marauder's map, I haven't taken it out of my trunk and Ron and Hermione witness me place it in."

Oops.

"Hmm… I wonder what happened to it." You know what I'm glad about right now? That the desk is one of those with a back that goes right down to the floor, so you have to be on Sirius' side to see me. But sadly I can't see Harry.

So instead of listening to the conversation I go back to what I was doing earlier. And by the Strange swallowing Sirius was doing and the groaning as he coughed and tried to find displeasure in what I was doing, made it obvious what I was doing to him and me, just not Harry.

"Are you alright Sirius?"

"Oh I'm fine, just a bit sick."

"Maybe you should go to the hospital wing for a potion-"

"It's fine I took medicine recently."

"You sure you're alright?"

"Yeah, and mate, you problem is easily solved. Take a good nights rest and ask Aconite in the morning where she was, I bet you she would say she was just getting some tutoring. And the map? You've probably rolled it up in a shirt or pants, or something like that." I could feel him grinning as Harry left, before Sirius locked and silenced the door.

"Are you bloody mad?" He said to me as I giggled.

"Oh lighten up, by the way you were shifting Harry thought you had a prank played on you and you didn't want to admit it."

"You could of gotten us caught."

"Oh come on, I know you liked it." It was funny, but I was still crouched under the desk. "Besides I like it here, there's no gum and plenty of sights to see."

"Get out from there." Zipping up his pants he moved the chair from my path before having me stand up. "Do you seriously want us o get caught?"

"No, but I do adore the adrenaline rush."

"If you keep misbehaving Aconite I'm going to have to teach you a lesson."

One of my pouts came on, "But I hate lessons."

Grinning he bound my arms together with his wand, "Not this one, you will love it."

After a few hours of… my lesson… I went back to Gryffindor tower. Only to find that Harry, Hermione and Ron were awake. Damn.

"Where were you?" Harry said as he stood up crossing his arms, it seemed I was more loved then I thought (in more ways then one)

"I was getting tutored, then I got punished for doing something bad." I had my hands in front of me and as I pouted, "The punishment hurt." And it did, but god did the hurting feel like heaven. Maybe I should go back later…

Nah, I've had my night of fun. But that doesn't mean tomorrow won't be fun.

"How did it hurt?" Hermione asked and then as my mind realised what she meant, I felt really, really stupid. It hurt me on my arse, but knowing the usual punishment, I don't see how that could work, damn and I was so good at not lying

Liar

Shut-up

"Oh, my arm hurts, well my wrist, you know wrist cramp." I shrugged my shoulders and smiled innocently. I might be slightly stupid, but I think that they are giving me that look which means 'You've got to be kidding me.' "Would I ever lie to you?"

"Yes." They all said at once.

"Hey maybe she was with her boyfriend." Ron stated, as he looked me up and down. "It would explain why her hair is more messy then usual." Oh bugger, I'm caught in the headlights like a deer.

"I was being tutored."

"What did you learn then?"

What I wanted to say was, Handcuffs can heart but having you hands being bound is just fun and kinky, especially when you go to class the next day and you see the same spot your naked arse was on has a hand leaning on it as hey tell the teacher something.

Suckers

Of course that would of given a way what I was really doing so instead, I shrugged my shoulders and walked up the staircase and had a nice soothing shower for my smell.

After that I placed he map back in Harry's trunk and went to bed.

"Did you return the map?"

"Yes, but what if he's looking at the map now?"

"So what if he is? Doesn't it give you an adrenaline rush?"

"So what if it do-" But before I could even finish the word he was leaning on me who was leaning on the desk. I'm surprised it hasn't broken yet. But you know what's really funny? Half way through there was a knock on the door. We stopped before hurriedly getting dressed. And you know who it was? Ron, Hermione and Harry (frigin) Potter.

When he came in, I realised that on the floor behind the door was my bra. Goddamn it wasn't fair. So after sneaking behind the door and picking it up, I stuffed it in my robe pocket. "Hey Sirius, is Aconite in there? The map says she is."

Taking a few steps back, I peaked round the door. "Hello guys." I said smiling, trying not to scream at them for interrupting me at a crucial time. Taking a few breaths, I stepped in front of Sirius, "So what are you here for?" I am trying not to sound suspicious.

"Can we come in?"

What I wanted to do was slam he door and then jump Sirius' bones. But…

"Sure." Ooooooooh Shit

"Hermione, Ron and myself were wondering about the relationship between you two guys."

"Why would you want to know that Harry?"

"On the map…" Hermione trailed off going a brighter red then Ron's hair colour.

"You err… were awfully close…" Harry trailed off, not meeting my self or Sirius' eyes.

"And we thought that you might have been…"

"Your as red a tomatoes spit it out." I knew what they were going to say so I decided to torture them a little bit.

"It looked like you were having sex." I took one look at their face and stared to laugh.

"Sorry, but seeing your face is so funny, you can't even say sex without going red, I mean what would happen if I said blow-"

"Were you?" Hermione interrupted.

"Giving him a blow job? Oh he has to ask for that." They rolled their eyes as I played my usual self, getting them into uncomfortable conversations.

"No!" Hermione shouted before going a deeper shade of red. I looked back at the boys and saw they were concentrating hard on a piece of carpet, it seemed I was talking about exciting things.

"Oh lighten up, do you really think that I could sleep with Sirius? Because if you did, then give me a reason why I would do that."

"Err… to get better marks?" What a guess.

"I'm hurt Ron, deeply hurt that you would think that I can't get better marks, I'm good at magic."

"Just not the writing."

"So you think I'm sleeping with Snape to get a good mark in potions then eh?"

"No…"

"Then don't assume things until you've got your facts right, god guys I'm not stupid, I'm lazy, now go away, I need more tutoring." As they walked out with ashamed faces, I locked the door and burst out laughing.

"Well that was heated." Sirius said as he took a step closer to me.

"Want t get more heated." Without even letting him answer I grabbed his shirt and dragged him closer, "Because god it felt good to be almost caught." In return for that he just smirked and undid my shirt.

"What happened to the bra?" Oh… right, in my pocket, I forgot about that. Glancing down at my robe pocket I saw it was half out.

"Oops."