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Sirius sat at the edge of the pool. It was only 11:30, but he was nervous. He wasn't even sure what he was doing here. I mean, come on, it was Arabella Potter, ex-girlfriend to the Boy who Lived. Sirius was sure they had only broken up cause of the Weasley girl, the girl he had shagged her third year.
"Sirius." It was nothing more than a whisper. He couldn't tell where it came from, where it came from everywhere, or nowhere. Had he imagined it? Then he was floored. Something was getting into his lap, holding him down. He couldn't see anything, but he could feel the warmth of a female body settle over him. Was it Arabella? He looked to the house, her light was on. No, it couldn't be her. Pansy's light was on as well.
"Who are you?" He demanded. The girl chuckled softly.
"Hush, love." The voice spoke before he felt a hand slide down his pants. Images rushed through his head of Petunia. Or was it Arabella? He felt himself harden, the hand feeling better than his own. The invisible girl adjusted her weight on top of him, and he could feel her warm core slide down his man hood. He laid back, not caring about who it was, only about the pleasure.
It hadn't taken long until both had reached their climax, shuddering together. And then the warmth was gone. The girl had left. He laid here, his man hood still erect, and covered in her musk. After a brief glimpse to the house, he noticed Arabella's light was off. He jumped into the pool, knowing he smelled of sex.
"Sirius." Arabella startled him. He came back to the side and looked up at her.
"Arabella." He replied cordially. She sat on the edge next to him, her legs playing in the water. She looked flushed, but he dismissed it.
"We are living together, we must be civil. I know we had gotten off on the wrong start, but we're cousins for Merlin's sake. Family. Blood of my blood." She prattled on. She sounded just like her best friend, Hermione. He remembered the smack the girl had given to his best mate.
"Aye, we are indeed. And oh, I remember, all too clearly. The dung bomb?" He chuckled coarsely. He hated himself for being attracted to the Potter brat. "Sure, it was classic muggle stuff. Where'd you get it by the way? Never mind.." He turned away, his back to her.
"Best not to ask." Suddenly, she roughly kissed his lips. She tasted of heaven. "I'm sorry for what my father has done."
Sirius was too shocked to speak. She got up slowly, and left him standing there. He watched the way she moved. It was a glorious torture, wanting something, someone, he couldn't have. Her mother gave in so easily. Was he falling in love with Arabella Potter? No no, of course not.
"So who is she?" Draco asked suddenly as they were planning the food for their Gala. Sirius looked up.
"Who is who?" Sirius asked, genuinely confused. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"The woman you shagged two nights ago. I could hear her three doors down. Was it Arabella?" Draco asked, a bit defensive. Sirius' eyes widened. Petunia.
"A muggle girl. She was lousy." Sirius had hoped he convinced his friend. Draco went back to his list. Sirius knew he couldn't tell Draco about Petunia. He couldn't tell anyone. He resolved to never see Petunia again after he rid her of the unwanted child in her stomach. Had she already figured out? Why hadn't he seen that one? He could have used charms to prevent it.
"Stop wasting your Pure blooded seed on muggles and squibs." Draco half-sneered. Sirius' head jerked up. "I know about the Dursley woman. The one who raised you. I followed Ranulf. He made it easy, I was sure he wanted you to be found out."
"Petunia was an accident." Sirius put simply. Draco shook his head.
"Is it Petunia or Arabella you're in love with? I read all about it, Sirius. Petunia is Arabella's mother. You know I've had a thing for Arabella since first year." Draco pouted. Sirius took a second to think.
"Petunia. I like way older women." Sirius lied. He realized he was in love with Arabella. The girl who had made him miserable for years.
"I guess you could always keep her as a mistress. I know father had one years ago." Draco put in. Could he possible keep the mother of his love as a mistress? No, of course not. She would have to be gone.
"If I were to take a mistress, she'd be a witch. I wouldn't permit a squib or muggle to live in my house." Sirius defended. Draco nodded his approval and went onto the next list.
"You're inviting Longbottom and the Weasels?" Draco asked. Sirius snatched the list.
"Of course not!" Sirius growled and waved his wand. It didn't disappear.
"Walburga." The boys chorused together. The woman was becoming a pain.
"I'll go talk to her." Draco stood.
"Hermione." Arabella whispered to the small mirror. A mousy haired girl appeared.
"Arabella!" Hermione squealed happily. They had stayed in touch after Arabella had graduated. "Did you do it?"
"I used the invisibility cloak." Arabella grinned, blushing slightly.
"Naughty. Did the potion work?" Hermione asked coyly.
"We'll find out within the next 3 months, won't we? Operation Pansy is a go… I've got Walburga's permission to invite you to Black Manor. If would like, you can come stay here with me…." Arabella put an emphasis on it so Hermione knew that was what Arabella wanted.
"Of course. I'll be there within the next three hours. Perhaps I could borrow your cloak." Hermione grinned. Arabella sat there confused as to who she would use it on, as she was in a relationship with the Weasley boy.
"She invited the Granger bitch over!" Sirius burst into Draco's room. Draco looked up from the book he was reading.
"Did you know Apple Seeds have a muggle poison in them called Cyanide?" Draco asked, dismissing Sirius outrage.
"Gryffindor's are taking over my house!" Sirius yelled louder. Draco put his book down.
"Perhaps she wants to poison them all?" Draco shivered at the thought. Sirius paced around the room, deep in thought.
"Can I tell you something?" Sirius sat on Draco's bed. Draco nodded. "Someone, a female, she was invisible, all but raped me at the pool last night. I mean, it was great, but I don't know who it was."
"Perhaps it was Pansy? She's still obsessed with you." Draco put in. Sirius sighed.
"I'm sure you're right. Lousy git. She's trying to trap me into this marriage." Sirius pouted.
"At least you're getting laid, right?" Draco tried to brighten up his friend's mood. Sirius laughed.
"I'd like to know by who so I could get it more…" Sirius joked.
"Hello, boys." A voice came from the door. They looked towards it. Hermione Granger had arrived.
