"God of My Idolatry" by Meg.
I don't own Harry Potter…I simply enjoy using the characters conjured up J.K. Rowling for my own sweet pleasure.
Pairing: Ginny Weasley /Sirius Black
A/N: I realize that this is a bit unorthodox. Bear with me...they really work well together. I swear. This is also AU. Please pretend that somehow, Sirius did not die and being beyond the veil was only a temporary state. By the way, the title is a throw back to Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. I mean the rating from now on!
Songs: Meh. Anything you want, I have a feeling no one reads this part of the intro anyway!
"Legion", "Kingdom", "Procession" and "Rubicon" by VNV nation
WARNING!: Deathly Hallows spoilers!
Dedicated to the loving memory of my good friend Derek Day. You will be sorely missed.
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Harry's head throbbed as he leaned his back against the edge of the table. The tray he'd been holding, laden with a decadent breakfast he'd cooked for Ginny, rest on the table with one leg threatening to slide off the wooden surface. He raked his hand through his soft hair, pleading with his mind to calm down. He'd just met with one of the biggest surprises of his life, although it paled to anything Voldermort-related or the day he'd shown up for little Ginny Weasley's wedding to Viktor Krum. With one hand he'd parted the unlaced flaps to Ginny's room, balancing the tray in the other, and ducked into her room. He'd expected to see Ginny sleeping, looking ethereal in some sort of pink sleeping down, hair tousled a little from a restful night sleep. He'd expected to wake her with a gentle kiss, wish her a good morning and present her with the breakfast of her personal favorites he'd made.
Instead, Harry got an eyeful of his godfather's naked butt-cheek and hairy thigh. Worse still was the fact that that thigh was intertwined between the naked legs of Ginny. Her skin was milky and soft looking, and she looked as peaceful as his fantasy had suggested, but in the full-body embrace of Sirius Black!
Harry could feel his pulse in his temple, throbbing senselessly, and he found himself gritting his teeth.
"Good morning." Charlie spoke up, half-sleepily as he zombie-walked into the kitchen for coffee.
"Ha, you've got a fucked up sense of 'good' then, Charlie." Harry grunted in return, fingers now soothing the dip in his forehead that was his lightning bolt scar.
"What?" Charlie turned to face Harry, suddenly more awake. "What's gone on, then?"
While Harry related to Charlie what he'd seen earlier, and expressed his remorse in the situation, Sirius and Ginny began to stir. Sirius was the first to awaken, and he thought for a moment about going back to sleep. Ginny was snuggled up against his chest, her back pressed flush to him. Their legs were laced together, sharing their body heat in the still icy temperatures. Apparently, that body heat had been enough for them during the night because their covers were dangling from the end of the bed, half laid out on the floor. Sirius buried his face in her warm hair, taking a deep lungful of her natural body scent.
"Mmmm." She mumbled, emerging from her dreams at the sudden attention. "That feels good, Sirius."
Sirius kissed the soft skin at the back of her neck and drew lines of moisture with his tongue. The gentle lapping of his tongue elicited a sharp exhalation from her, one of pleasure, and she arched her body back into him. His arm that had, until just recently, been wrapped around her upper waist was now at her breast, with hand kneading the firm mound there, stopping only to tweak her tightening nipple.
"You feel good, love." He whispered into her ear, feeling himself grow to hardness while settled between her thighs. Even though he was older, it still didn't take much to get Sirius going in the morning, and having such a beautiful young woman spooning with him didn't hurt either. "Please...please, let me inside of you, Ginny." He pleaded, hot breath in her ear making her tremble.
Her thoughts of Harry from last night, those restricting thoughts that kept her in line, were nowhere to be found this morning. She wanted to feel Sirius so badly that she forgot her inhibitions for a few moments. Ginny pulled her top leg forward and up, reaching between the two of them to grasp Sirius' hard penis in her hand. She guided him to her entrance, now slick with desire, and he did the rest. Sirius had to bury his face in her hair again to keep from making a noise as he slid into her; the feeling of her hot cunt around him was nearly enough to make him climax. In one long stroke he sank into her and pulled himself all the way out again, teasing her a little with his head before piercing her once more. She shuddered around him, body clamping down on him in a small orgasm.
"Oh, Jesus..." Ginny had tried to keep quiet, but found herself failing as Sirius continue to thrust in and out of her, each stroke igniting her nerves with unadulterated pleasure.
In the kitchen, Harry had finished his story, and Charlie had a smug look on his face. He'd had his suspicions about some form of relationship going on between his youngest sibling and Sirius, but never had confirmation until that moment. It was hard to try to deny it at that point, Harry finding the two of them naked in bed was just about as concrete as something could get. Perhaps the only way he could confirm it more solidly would be to look in the room himself, but he couldn't even bring himself to that thought, let alone that action.
"You told me that she wanted me." Harry said, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "You told me that she pines for me!"
"Harry, you know she does." Charlie replied, leaning against the table. "She always has."
"That doesn't fucking look like pining to me," He nearly growled. "That looks like much more like sex to me. Sex with my godfather!"
"Please," Charlie cringed, not wanting to imagine what Harry had seen. "She's just bored, Harry. It's boring out here...there's nothing to do but sit around."
"So, you think this is just some form of entertainment for her?" Harry asked, calming down a little.
"Exactly. Maybe she's lonely, but now you're here and she won't be bored or lonely anymore." Charlie walked over to the kitchen to make some coffee, as he was desperately in need of some caffeine. "Maybe you should plan a day with her, take her back to civilization...remind her that there's more than trees and Sirius out here."
Harry sneered slightly at the suggestion, but it was a good one. He'd take her out for a day in the closest town, maybe have dinner. What am I kidding myself? What kind of cities do they have in Romania? He reasoned with himself, they'd just floo back to London. She must be aching to get back to the wizarding world, he thought, There's only so much nature one can handle...and this is beyond.
Sirius found himself having to fight off the urge to tell Ginny about his feelings for her after he'd climaxed. The act of making love to her, however gentle or not, was still very symbolic. The idea that he was flooding her womb with his seed made him shiver. She wouldn't make a bad mother to his children, if for some reason her contraceptive spells failed, in fact, he couldn't really think of a better woman to bring his children into the world. It was pure fancy, though. While he was sure she enjoyed this affair with him, he wasn't sure there was any permanence to it, let alone marriage and children. Did Ginny even want children? He didn't know. In fact, he realized he didn't know enough about Ginny in general.
He rolled away from her, breathing hard. Nothing like a little exercise in the morning, he thought with a small smirk. But, it was more than that, and he felt pressured to admit that. Not today, someday, but not today.
"I'm not such a bad person," Sirius said, and Ginny raised an eyebrow at him as she stood to get dressed.
"I know that..." She replied quietly.
"No, people assume I'm a womanizer and a cad...And most people think I murdered all those people. Its not true, and I could prove it to them." Ginny wondered where this thought was headed.
"How so?" She asked, stopping to look at him while she did up the tie on her pants.
"Do you remember when you and your family went to Egypt when you were younger?"
"Yes..." She didn't quite see the connection.
"Did you ever hear of the ancient muggles' belief about the afterlife?" He stroked her hair. "It was said that when you died, and crossed to the other side of the Nile, your soul was weighed against a feather. If your soul was lighter than the feather, a good person in your life, you would be rewarded."
"What would happen if it was heavier?" She asked, intrigued. He stood and began to dress as well.
"Well, I don't remember the whole tale...but something about a giant crocodile god eating your heart." He laughed, while Ginny thought it was somewhat morbid. "The veil is a lot more ancient than anyone could have guessed...after my years of pain, my soul was weighed. My soul was found to be good, I'd repented my bad deeds and was found worth saving."
"Saving from what?"
"From becoming a dementor. A fate far worse than death." His tone was very grave.
She wrapped her arms around him and buried her head into the crook of his neck. The held each other in silence for a moment before she pulled back and looked him in the eye. "You know, I would miss you."
"I would miss you too." He smiled at her, cute in her youth. She was the closest thing he had to a best friend now, since Remus had departed this world. "I'm glad I don't have to miss you."
Harry heard a faint pop comes from across the house, one he recognized as the noise of apparation. He made a motion to Charlie, indication what he heard. Charlie too had heard the unmistakable noise and nodded, sipping from his coffee mug. Sirius came out of his own room, having crossed the house magically, scratching his head of newly messed hair. He'd tugged on an old long sleeved shirt when he'd gotten to his room, to cover his bare chest from the cold. He was grateful that Ginny hadn't come out of her room yet.
"Hello..." Sirius said, trying to keep up the guise of having just woken up. "Its nice to see everyone up so early in the morning."
Harry and Charlie nodded, Charlie first and then Harry.
"Where's the lady of the house?" Sirius asked.
"Should be getting up soon." Charlie said curtly.
"I hope so, her breakfast is getting cold." Harry added. "I went in earlier to give it to her, but she was still sleeping." He finished with a motion towards the tray on the table.
Sirius felt a momentary panic. Surely, surely Harry must have seen him. There was no way that Harry could have come into Ginny's room and missed his naked body wrapped with hers, or worse, making love to Ginny. His blood iced over.
"Excuse me, gentlemen. I'm in need of a shower." Charlie put down his cup and stroke off toward the bathroom.
Never before had Sirius felt so terrified to be alone in a room with Harry.
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Please R&R!
Meagan