Not So Secret Affairs
Chapter 3
AN: Hey guys, yes I know you probably want to crucify me and I am sorry that this update took so long but I hope you enjoy it anyway. As always I'd love some feedback to know what you think and what you'd like to see in coming chapters.
Recap:
When Hermione exited the bank she was careful to lift up her hood before anyone seen her. She walked quickly through the less crowded streets and into Knockturn alley.
She walked quickly, ignoring the glares from those who dwelled in the dark eerie alley, she turned left and walked up another alleyway to turn right again.
She was soon in front of an old Dark arts shop, not known to many, other that those either brave enough or stupid enough to enter.
A Vampire named Nickolaj that was centuries old, and did not like customers very much owned the shop. He had a price for entering his shop, a pint of blood to enter; luckily, Hermione had extracted the blood before she left the house so she would not be walking around with fang marks in her neck; that would surely raise a question or two.
Hermione paid the price for entering the shop and walked up to the counter confidently, her hood still masking her face.
"I need a potion."
--HG/SB/RL--
A dark figure glided gracefully forward from the shadows it had previously been hidden in. Looking at the dark shape now Hermione noticed how the shadows clung to the figure as if part of its very being, for which it might very well be. Watching the figure carefully for any sudden movements she allowed it to come a little closer to her, fighting the shudder that fought its way through her body. The close proximity of the creature was something that could only be compared to in your worst nightmares; even the dementors never had such an effect.
Sticking a long and bony clawed hand out towards her, Hermione assumed it was there to collect the blood and placed the phial into its hand. She must have assumed right because the creature's claw disappeared back into its robes and it slithered into its dark corner. Releasing a breath she had never realized she had been holding Hermione took a deep breath to steady her nerves. She had been here plenty of times before but never had this seemingly new addition ever come to greet her.
"Like him." A silky voice drew her from her calming breaths. "I found him just lying around." The figure chuckled amused by something only he knew.
"Nickolaj…" Hermione breathed taking a step back as the aged vampire's aura surrounded her as he descended the stairs from one of the upped work rooms.
The figure said nothing choosing to keep his eyes on Hermione the whole time wary of her presence as usual. He simply glided down the stairs without a single sound before moving across the room and seating himself comfortably on the only chair in the room, which just happened to be facing Hermione.
"Hermione…Hermione." He repeated rolling the name on his tongue as if tasting it first. "What have you come to me for this time?" He asked putting emphasis on certain words.
Smoothing down her robes nervously she kept her hood up determined, to not let the handsome vampire before her get the better of her. "I need a potion, you know which one." She finally said meeting his eyes.
Eyes turned to her narrowing, Hermione shriveled under the gaze feeling as if he was looking through her very soul. Keeping her eyes turned away she refused to look at him knowing exactly what she would see in his face.
Hermione turned to the left in the hopes of catching something of interest to distract her eyes from wandering to the vampire seated across from her. Jumping in shock, a gasp escaped her lips as she tried to re gain her equilibrium. Standing before her, mere inches from her face was Nickolaj, the old vampire glaring contemptuously at her.
"I gave you what you needed of that potion three weeks ago. You should not have finished it already." He leaned closer breath tickling her cheeks as he stared directly into her eyes, as if daring them to lie to him, daring them to tell him different.
"I know Nicolaj, but it's not enough anymore. I need it." Hermione pleaded "I will pay extra if I have to; you know I'm good for it."
"Hermione I can't give you more. You know I can't, what I gave you should have lasted now you must suffer the consequences of your actions." He stated angrily staring into defiant brown eyes.
"Nicko…" Hermione started but was cut of by the vampire's sharp glare in her direction.
Moving away Nickolaj seated himself again, staring contemplatively at Hermione as if considering something extremely problematic. Shooting Hermione one last glare he stood from his seat mind made up he swept towards the stairs finished with the meeting. There was nothing more to say.
"I can't Hermione, goodbye." He said emotionlessly, turning his back towards her and leaving her to see herself out.
Hermione running out of options went with her last and most desperate, ashamed that she was as weak as to do what she was about to do she took a deep breath and stepped forward. Simultaneously Nickolaj stopped mid-step, without turning around he heaved a sigh annoyance.
"Uncle Nickolaj, I am asking not as a customer, but as family, please. You're the only one I know that makes this potion." Hermione begged, she hated using the family card but if that's what it took then that's what it took.
In a flash Nickolaj was back down the steps an in front of Hermione before she could even blink.
Stumbling back in fright, she knew she shouldn't have opened her mouth; she should have just walked away, But she couldn't she needed that potion. Nickolaj reached out to grab her arm careful to not let her hit the ground.
"Hermione." He ground out. "I told you, when you first started the potion there were risks and over dosing on it is one of them. I will not let some niece of mine die so stupidly." He snapped fangs flashing in the light.
"But it hurt's so much Nic; I don't think I can take much more of it." She sobbed clinging to the vampire's robes as he held her gingerly.
"Hermione it will not be much longer, you have lasted this long throughout the war I think you can last a little loner now." He said gently rubbing soothing circles on her back.
Hermione sobered up a little sniffling she pushed herself away from Nickolaj, so that she could stand on her own to feet to straighten herself out. Embarrassed by her weakness she turned her head away from her illustrious self-proclaimed uncle. He may sometimes act like he despised the very ground that she walked on but he was always there for her when she really needed him and she couldn't tell anyone else. Ever since that day she wandered into his shop in the weeks after her parents were murdered he had vowed to keep a close eye on her eventually coming to accept her as family.
Hermione brushed the lingering tears from her eyes before turning to face the vampire determinedly for the last time. She knew if he stuck by his answer that she really would suffer the consequences of her own stupid actions. Then again pain drives people to do stupid things, why was nearly killing herself any different?
Leaning forward expectantly she watched his rigid face carefully knowing he would not give anything away through his cool façade but hoping none the less. With a sudden movement the vampire was across the room and well out of her reach kneeling down behind his counter rummaging for something though what she didn't quite know.
Minutes later Nickolaj stood fluidly, a graceful motion only a vampire could have achieved. Staring curiously she noticed he held a tiny phial in his hand, not wanting to get her hopes up she waited patiently as the vampire strode toward her at a human pace phial held securely in his left hand.
Taking a step forward, Nickolaj stopped her with a raised hand silently telling her to stay exactly where she was.
Holding up the phial so the golden liquid glimmered in the light he looked directly at Hermione. "This is the last you will get from me Hermione, family or not that could easily change." He hissed.
Hermione reached out a small hand to grasp the phial but the vampire held it elusively out of her reach tutting at her as if scolding a child. "This will be the last, I promise you that Hermione. No more favors you need to learn to live with this."
Hermione opened her mouth to protest "But what about…."
Glaring icily he successfully silenced the girl before him before continuing with what he was saying. "I did not mean this would be the last of the potion, but this will be the last time you will deter off the schedule I have set for you. You know very well this potion is experimental and I will not have you becoming dependant on it." He said glare softening slightly as he stared at her petite figure; cloak wrapped around her looking as if it might swallow her whole.
"Thank you, Thank you Nickolaj, you don't know what this means to me." Hermione said thanking the vampire profusely
"I know Hermione I know, now leave." He said quietly, suddenly the lights flashed off and then on again and when she looked around the vampire was no-where within sight anymore.
Walking towards the door she let herself out, keeping the door open she whispered a breathy "Thank you." Before letting the door click shut behind her oblivious to the murmured words that followed after her never reaching her ears.
"Be careful Hermione."
---HG/SB/RL---
Two weeks had passed since Hermione had visited Gringotts and Nickolaj and she was glad to say that the potion was working perfectly as usual. She was currently sitting in the kitchen of Grimmauld place with a mountain of books strewn across the table before her. She was paying particular interest to the one in front of her that she had retrieved from Ravenclaw's vault. She had read the book back to front but was sure she was missing something; this was definitely the book Nick had said would have the right incantation in it. Pulling over one of the other books she scribbled a few words before slamming the book shut and throwing it too the side in impatience.
"What's wrong?"
Hermione jumped at the sound of the voice behind her, she had thought she had been in the house alone, when had Sirius gotten back she wondered? It must have been only seconds before or she would have heard him entering. Turning to face him she gave him a small smile in greeting before turning back to the books in front of her to try and inconspicuously gather them in the hopes Sirius would never notice anything significant on the table. But faith was never on her side.
Sirius peered over Hermione's shoulder trying to see exactly what she was doing that needed the small mountain of books. "Hermione, what is all this, your not studying are you? I thought you finished all that when you graduated from Hogwarts." Sirius voice sounded from over her should; the teasing lilts to his voice very clear.
He was closer than she thought, just close enough to reach out and stroke his face, and close enough to kiss. Shaking her head she shouldn't be having these thoughts now, it was so not the time, especially with the things she had laid out all over the table. From the corner of her eye she noticed Sirius hand reach out curiously to one of the pieces of parchment that she had been documenting notes on. Snatching it out of his reach, she pulled her wand from her wrist holster banishing everything from the table to a locked trunk in her room that she knew was as well guarded as Azkaban Prison itself.
Stepping back a little in shock his brow creased in confusion before he pasted that happy smile on his face once more completely over the shock of having something whipped from his grasp before he could even touch it. Hermione sighed in relief when she knew Sirius would not press the matter but she knew he was still curious because she could see the questioning look in his eyes as he thought over exactly what he had seen and what he hadn't.
Deciding that distracting him at the moment would be in her best interest and his, she turned her body slightly making sure she was facing Sirius in the chair she was sitting in. Reaching an arm out to the rugged man standing before her, she took in his appearance for the first time since he had made his presence known to her.
Looking over him appreciatively she let her eyes roam from the tight black leather trousers that clung to the flexing muscles beneath, to the sleeveless cotton top that hung loosely from his well defined chest, showing a brief glimpse of the sculpted pectoral muscles that lay hidden.
With her outstretched hand she wrapped it in the fabric in the front of Sirius shirt pulling him down the foot of distance between them so that their faces were mere inches together. As soon as she saw Sirius was looking directly into her eyes, their breaths mingled as the miniscule space between them closed, she allowed her eyes to roam over his chest and body appreciatively one more time, before holding in a groan of longing.
Sirius watched carefully as Hermione's eyes roved over his body, hearing the nearly inaudible groan try to escape her throat, he chuckled deeply his voice sending shivers down her spine "See something you like Mione." He asked leaning forward once more so there lips were touching this time, except they weren't kissing; they were staring into each other's eyes.
Licking her lips she tilted her chin defiantly staring directly into his storm filled eyes. "Maybe I do Sirius." She whispered against his lips. Before she could say anymore Sirius had closed whatever imaginary distance there was between then capturing her lips with his. Using her only free hand she wrapped it around Sirius neck pulling him closer as she embedded her other hand more tightly in the bunched up fabric she had firmly in her grasp. Pulling her up to his Height Sirius pressed Hermione against the table and was awarded with a sweet moan for his efforts.
Placing one of his hands firmly on her hip, he made sure there would be no room to shift around before breaking of the kiss and bringing one hand up to cup her cheek, reveling in the flushed cheeks that adorned her face. Running his thumb gently over her wet lips, he stared at her mouth loving the feel of her warm comforting body beneath his own.
"You sure you want to continue Hermione." He asked breathlessly, pressing his lips to her neck placing small kisses along the column, nipping at the skin as he moved, waiting on her reply as she arched into him.
"Yes." She hissed pushing her upper body into his, since it was the only movement she could accomplish with Sirius' large hands pressing her hips into the table.
Reaching forward she pulled Sirius even closer to her, pulling his face down to meet her own. Feeling Sirius hands loosen on her hips she ran her hands down his sides, feeling the soft cottony fabric under her fingers as she rested her hands on his hips, simultaneously biting down on his bottom lip, begging hip to part his lips.
Sirius kept one hand on Hermione's hips keeping her in place, while reaching up with the other, cupping her chin and tilting her head up so that he would have better access. Biting down on her lip he slipped his tongue into her mouth as she gasped in pleasure, placing more pressure on her hip he wrapped his hand in her hair, pulling her face closer to his as he devoured her mouth.
Hermione slipped her hands up, the cottony fabric of his shirt letting her fingers travel over the smooth ridges of his muscled chest. Gasping as Sirius bit down on her lip, she allowed his tongue to rove over every crevice of her mouth, delighting of the taste that was so totally her. Rubbing her hands down the front of his chest she tweaked one of his nipples eliciting a sweet moan from him.
Sirius not wanting to let Hermione gain control pushed her further into the table pressing his growing erection into her thigh making her gasp and wrap her slim legs around his waist pulling him closer. Feeling her legs tighten around his waist he pressed his mouth to hers once more, licking and biting every bit of flesh he could get his mouth on while his hands silently worked on her shirt that was the only thing separating her bare flesh from his greedy hands.
Proceeding to strip her, both their hands moving over every bit of available flesh, moaning and groaning they were oblivious to the flaring sound of the floo as it flashed into life admitting a visitor into their living room. Unknown to the visitor they were about to get a lot more than they bargained for when they chose that moment to visit.
--HG/SB/RL--
Ginny was sitting at home in potter manner wondering what the hell she was doing. She had woken up early in the morning and was curious to find a note in place of her husband in the bed beside her. Reaching out she read the note, and in growing excitement realized her husband had taken their daughter out for the day to give her some time for relaxation. Now that was all fine and dandy for the first four hours but now she was just bored silly.
Taking one more look around the vacant living room she decided an unexpected visit to Hermione was just what she needed. 'Maybe they could even go shopping.' Ginny thought fleetingly. Standing, she made her way over to the large welcoming grate that was used for flooing only. The only reason it was used for flooing only was because it was the only fireplace in the house you could land in without falling out or tripping over some unseen materials.
Grabbing a handful of the green sparkling powder she threw it into the grate calling out 'Grimmauld Place' as she did so and stepped into the green flames. Minutes later she stepped out of the grate at the other end as gracefully as she could, considering she had just spun around over a few miles of land before coming to a sudden stop. Looking around the empty living room of Grimmauld place she hoped that Hermione was in. She was about to head upstairs to the other, more occupied living room closest to the library, where she knew Hermione spent a large amount of her time, before she was stopped in her tracks by a loud moan.
Tilting her head curiously, she heard another, and then another. Smirking to herself she recognized Hermione's voice call out a name. Listening carefully she realized that it was Sirius's name that she had called out. Smirking again Ginny walked towards the sounds the duo was making. Noticing it was the kitchen Ginny's jaw nearly hit the ground as another load groan, from Sirius this time penetrated the door flooding the hallway.
Smiling evilly to herself Ginny was thinking of the payback she was about to get on Hermione for the last time that she had walked in on her and Harry having sex. Bracing herself with the sternest expression she could conjure when she was knowingly putting herself into this position, she pushed the kitchen door open to reveal a very precariously dressed Hermione.
"Ahem!" Ginny cleared her throat loudly hoping to gain the couples attention, but it didn't seem as if they had even noticed her.
Sirius had Hermione pinned to the table with her hips wrapped tightly around his waist pulling him closer. Hermione's shirt as well as Sirius had been abandoned in a pile on the ground and it seemed Sirius was making quick work of her bra, with one hand already slipped underneath cupping her breast as his lips devoured hers.
Trying once again Ginny cleared her throat, when nothing happened she tried again. "Hey guys." She shouted into the heated room causing both Sirius to freeze and stare at her like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar.
Sirius stumbled a little trying to regain some of his composure while Hermione looked at her friend trying to come up with a decent excuse. Seeing there was none she could use she went with the old fashioned…
"It's really not what it looks like Gin." Hermione said waving her hand between herself and Sirius.
Quirking her eyebrow in amusement Ginny replied "And what does it look like Hermione." She asked trying to keep the amusement from her voice.
"Calm down gin, it's just two adults messing around." Sirius butted in thinking he was helping.
"Shut up Sirius." Both girls snapped shutting up the ebony haired animagus.
Ginny was still trying to hold in her laughter, as she watched the two in front of her struggle with an ample explanation. Before she could even voice her thoughts towards the situation the two in front of her were in. The door behind her swung open allowing someone else into the kitchen. Making all the occupants freeze. Ginny turned slightly hoping it wasn't exactly who she thought it was, but all semblance of hope flew out the window when she heard the mystery person speak coldly.
"What's going on in here?"
AN: Well I am sorry folks but that is all for now, though I am happy to say the update shouldn't be long considering it's already half written. Thanks to all who have followed this fic, even in its short absence? Remember to review; I want to get some feedback of exactly what you think, what should be changed or what you would like to see.
I also have a little poll I want you guys to do.
As for who will be the main pairing with Hermione, I have decided that it should be your choice. So…
1) Sirius
2) Remus
3) Harry
4) Sirius and Remus
It's your choice, so you decide….
