Thank you for the reviews, but this fic doesn't seem to be attracting as much attention as Impulses, or is it just me? Anyways, keep reviewing, that's what keeps me thinking and writing!

A loud smashing sound reverberated throughout the mansion. Remus and Tonks came rushing back in.

'What the hell was that?' demanded Tonks.

'Okay, so maybe we're NOT alone tonight. It came from upstairs, I think. Surely there's no ghost or unsettled spirit in this house is there?' commented Hermione.

'Not that I know of. Well, we'd better investigate,' muttered Remus, making his way to the stairs.

Fleur slide her hand into Hermione's. Hermione smiled at her and squeezed Fleur's appreciatively.

They heard a few more crashes and thumps were emitted from the 5th room on the left. Remus took out his wand, the others following suit.

'We burst in on three,' whispered Remus, he counted down with his fingers.

'Stop what you are doing!' declared Tonks, slamming the door wide open.

Silence filled the room as the adventurers discovered a truly embaressing sight. Yes, indeed, it was Ginny and Luna, again. Luna was on top of Ginny, previously riding and spanking her. Ginny had been cursing and throwing various vases and fragile objects at the wall in her ecstacy.

'Yes? Do you want to join in?' asked Luna dreamily.

Hermione strode towards Luna and slapped her hard. Luna's head flung to the side, she merely lifted it slowly back up and smirked at Hermione.

'I can't believe you gave this up Hermione,' panted Ginny.

Fleur growled in digust, 'I can't believe that you are doing this again! 'ave you no shame at all?'

'You've destroyed this room, completely trashed it,' hissed Remus, taking in the wreckage.

'What's a little rough sex between friends?' laughed Ginny.

'A LITTLE rough? You have GOT to be kidding,' said Tonks in disbelief.

Hermione pointed her wand at Luna's throat, 'How dare you give Sirius so little respect?'

'What are you going to do? Curse me? Blast me into a million little pieces? Or do you really want to control me?' whispered Luna, sneaking an arm around Hermione's waist, dragging her closer.

Hermione twitched. Fleur grabbed Luna and flung her against the wall.

'Don't touch 'er! I swear, you mess with 'er again and I will...' she began.

'Hermy? Do you have a new plaything? She's pretty, I must say. But a little too much for you to handle don't you think?' asked Luna in a sickly sweet tone, ignoring Fleur completely.

'Shut up. Just shut up Luna. I don't care about you at all,' muttered Hermione.

'Oh, I'm hurt sweet thing,' drawled Luna, stretching and laying down on the bed, propping herself up on her elbows.

Remus coughed loudly, 'Get dressed, how's that for a suggestion?'

'Oh but Remus, don't you just love the sight of a naked body, especially one's as delicious as these?' Luna grinned at Tonks.

Tonks looked as though she was about to burst. Remus threw a towel around Ginny and marched her down the stairs, Tonks followed, seething at Luna's crudeness.

Luna made no attempt to cover herself up in front of Hermione and Fleur, casually sliding her hands over her body,

as if inspecting it. In response to Luna's lustful leer, Fleur threw a blanket over her.

'What? Not joining me? But I could warm you both right up, easily,' Luna drawled.

Hermione grabbed Fleur's arm and proceeded to go back downstairs.

'By the way Luna, you look like shit,' commented Hermione dryly.

Luna gasped and stared at herself in the broken mirror. Indeed, she did look like shit, but she felt great.

'Ah, whatever, nothing a shower and coffee can't fix,' muttered Luna, spelling her clothes onto her.

'Ermione, if you need to talk about it, I'm 'ere for you, alright?' ventured Fleur.

Hermione shook her head, 'No, I'm fine. I just need to learn how to ignore her. But thanks'

Fleur hugged her; Hermione turned to her embrace and leaned her head against Fleur's shoulder.

'I really appreciate your support, Fleur,' whispered Hermione.

Fleur smiled at her and bent her head to kiss Hermione's ear, 'I'm glad.'

'So, get her sorted?' questioned Remus as the two made their way into the kitchen.

Ginny was making an effort not to look at them directly. Tonks had grabbed some of her clothes on the way out; however, they were of totalling uncomplimentary colours. Ginny seemed embarrassed to be in a hot pink shirt and khaki pants.

'Yes, in a way,' sighed Hermione.

'Right then, well, its night now, I guess we all ought to get to bed,' suggested Remus.

'But you, Ginerva Weasley, will be sleeping in your own room, NOT with Luna,' said Tonks tersely.

'That's so unfair! I bet those two will be with each other!' exclaimed Ginny, pointed glaring at Hermione and Fleur.

'That's up to them and none of your business,' growled Remus.

Ginny sullenly made her way upstairs, turning to the opposite direction of Luna's room.

'Ah, I don't know what we'll do with those two, honestly,' muttered Remus.

'We could always force Ginny to go back to the Burrow,' suggested Tonks.

'No, I promised Molly I'd let her stay here, so that she and Arthur could have some alone time,' grumbled Remus, folding his arms.

Tonks patted his head, 'Well, whatever we do, we have to set some ground rules for them, terrible really, considering they ought to know better. Honestly, you'd never know that they were 18 already!'

Hermione gave a bitter laugh, 'Of course, isn't that what teenagers are? Horny as rabbits?'

'You're still a teen, nineteen, yes?' contradicted Fleur.

'Yeah, well, I've never been like the others around me,' replied Hermione.

'Go to bed already, you look buggered,' urged Remus.

'Right, well, we'll see you two in the morning, night,' agreed Hermione.

Fleur nodded to Remus and Tonks, but before she left Tonks grabbed her arm.

'I think she will need you tonight, but remember, be gentle,' said Tonks.

Fleur took a moment to process what Tonks had just asked of her, she blushed furiously.

'Nymphadora Tonks! Will you mind your own business! Good night Fleur!' exclaimed a furiously exasperated Remus.

'Good night indeed,' murmured Fleur, still bright red from her little pep talk from an oblivious Tonks.

Fleur knocked and entered cautiously.

'This is your room also, even though there are hundreds of others to choose from,' commented Hermione, already changed into her pyjamas, her navel showing as she lifted her arms to stretch.

'Yes,' agreed Fleur breathlessly, some how the simple act was making her excited.

'Are you alright? You seem a little flushed,' said Hermione.

'Pardon? Oh, I'm alright. I'll just get ready for bed then,' murmured Fleur, grabbing her silky nightie and going to the ensuite.

Hermione shrugged and sat herself under the covers, dejectedly opening her book.

Fleur grasped the edge of the sink, breathing in deeply. Was she really ready to go through with this? Was Tonks actually suggesting that she...

Maybe she was reading too deeply into Tonks' words, maybe not. Fleur stared at herself in the mirror. She was slightly sweaty, but other than that she looked as normal as ever. She changed and shivered as the night air entered through the open window, her skin prickled. She took a deep breath and walked through the door. Hermione had a finger tipped at the edge of her lip, her right leg bent so that Fleur could see her -black- lingerie, though how could she not have noticed those slim legs before?

'Merde,' breathed Fleur, liking the sight of Hermione very much.

Hermione looked up from her novel, 'Ready to sleep?'

'Oui, some what,' replied Fleur.

She took a deep breath and slipped under the covers.

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