Well it's not quite four thousand pages...and yes it is a day late. I am sooo sorry that I'm a dingbat. I Created the doc. yesterday and never actually uploaded it to the story which i just realized thanks to a message from ilovemusic'forever so girlie this one is dedicated to you for saving me from my dingbat self :) i will probably go back and fix a lot of things because it was pretty rushed, but this is my first lemon...so here goes nothing! P.S: i'm a pretty descriptive person just fyi in case you're not too into lemons.

Just so you know "Liliaceae" is the family to which lilies belong.

TPOV-

Cool it mate. You're going to be fine. COOL IT! The mirror seems to be mocking me as I stare at it doing my absolute best to keep my hair blue. It really doesn't want to be blue right now. The only problem with that is that I don't particularly relish the thought of walking around with pink hair, even if it is Valentine's Day. Vic might think it's cute but for me it's just one step too far.

I tug nervously at my tie, the tie, the one that Vic told me about. I am wearing it over a black button down shirt and those jeans. It won't be long now and I'll see if the ensemble has the desired effect. I'm meeting Vic at the bottom of the girls' staircase in ten minutes time. I'm trying not to think about that too much because I already feel as if I may throw up. I'm the Guy. I'm not supposed to be nervous right? And yet all I can think is what if I screw it up.

Cool it. You're Theodore Remus Lupin. Girls fall at your feet. You will be fine. Yeah you keep telling yourself that buddy. I step away from the mirror. It's doing me no good to be in front of it. I have to meet Vic any minute now anyway. I grab my wand and stick it in my back pocket-something I have been told that my mother was famous for-and pull on my black trainers. I am the only one left in my dormitory so luckily I don't have to deal with the berating of my roommates as I leave the room and walk slowly to stand at the bottom of Vic's staircase.

OH shit! Flowers, flowers, I almost forgot flowers! "Liliaceae," I whisper to my hand concentrating hard on a dozen orange to represent passion interspersed with lily of the valley to represent sweetness and purity of heart. They appear complete with a white ribbon tied around their base just as Vic emerges at the top of the stairs. My jaw drops. She is gorgeous. Not that she isn't always gorgeous, but tonight she seems to be literally glowing. A halo of light seems to surround the honeyed curls that cascade down her back, the dress that hugs and flares in all the right her places, the tights that encase her long, lean legs and those shoes...Merlin's beard I need to stop thinking of those shoes or there is no way that I will make it through the evening.

"Er…these are for you." I mumble awkwardly, holding out the flowers. Vic takes them with a grin.

"They're beautiful." She says, bringing them up to her nose and breathing deeply. "They smell wonderful." Just then, the rest of Vic's roommates come flooding down the down the stairs. They all give her significant looks and there is much giggling as they pass by us.

"So…er…are you ready to go?" I ask. What is it with me tonight? I have to pull myself together.

"Yep," she smiles sweetly and takes the arm that I offer her. We walk arm and arm through the castle and out onto the ground without garnering a single glance. That's one of the beautiful things about Valentine's Day. Everyone is much too busy with their own love life to care a single whit about yours. It's quite a nice departure from the normal atmosphere of Hogwarts. If it were an average day there would be stares and whispers following us everywhere. As it is we make onto the high street of hogsmeade without incident. I must say it's quite refreshing.

Madame Puddifoot's is absolutely packed. I fact that I point out to Vic. Thi makes her giggle like mad. "You're a weird one you know that?" I say.

"Yep, but I'm your weirdo." She leans her head on my shoulder for a moment.

"Yes, yes you are." I reply.

"So what are you and your weirdo doing?" She asks.

"Well first I-and by me I mean the house elves- have prepared a lovely dinner that I believe should prove pleasing to the lady." This earns me another smile. Merlin, her smile is incredible. I want to be the cause of it every day for the rest of my life.

We finally reach the house as Vic insists we now call it and I lead her up the stairs to our old fort room. There I have set up a table and chairs with the room lit only by candle light. I conjure a vase for her flowers and set them on the small table covered by a dark red tablecloth. I pull out her chair and conjure up the dishes from the kitchen. Vic's intake of breath tells me that I planned the menu well. And let me tell you it wasn't easy. I ended up going with a lime crusted chicken on rice pilaf and an assortment of tropical fruits. It's what Minnie the head cook recommended. After seven years I have come to greatly trust her judgment in food. Vic takes a bite of the chicken and moans in delight.

"Minnie must have made this herself." She comments appreciatively. I take a bite and nod in agreement. It is fantastic.

Dinner is a pretty quiet affair. The food is so good that neither of us really wants to stop to talk. I'm not sure what exactly we would talk about anyway. I for one am so nervous that I may vomit. By the time we finish our raspberry sorbet and chocolate mousse for dessert I'm starting t wonder if I can really go through with this. I know I'm not supposed to be worried, but what if I'm not good enough Vic gets up and starts wandering around the room so I know I have to do something. The earrings, give her the earrings. I walk over to the bed and sit down on the side, pulling a small box from beneath one of the pillows. Vic come over curiously.

"These are for you." I say quietly, handing her the box. "I mean they're not much…but well, they were what my dad gave my mum on their first valentine's day." I stare down at the navy bedspreads as I listen to her ripping apart the wrappings. I hear a gasp and start to look up but before I can even lift my head Vic has flung her arms around me and planted a kiss squarely on my mouth. Merlin, I'm not sure if I'll ever be used to her doing that.

"Teddy they're beautiful!" She sounds like she's almost in tears. "Your dad really gave these to your mom, and you're actually giving them to me?"

"Well yeah," I shrug. "They weren't doing much good sitting in the back of my sock drawer were they? Not to mention they would have wanted you to have them…and they remind me of you. They always have." The small fire sapphires glow brightly from their white gold settings. Merlin only knows how much they cost, obviously a wand and a toad, but I can see why my dad chose them. They represent such a bright, uncontainable spirit, the kind that sparkles in Vic's eyes. I highly doubt that anyone looking at her would ever notice the jewelry in comparison but I knew that they would mean a lot to her and they suit her well.

VPOV-

The earrings are so beautiful. I gently set the box on the bedside table and just stare at them for a few minutes. Remus Lupin had good taste and I bet they looked lovely on Tonks. Mind you from what I've seen of her nothing could look bad on her so his job was a little easier but still…wow! I'll probably end up wearing them every day regardless if they even match what I'm wearing. Teddy smiles at me and I can tell that he's relieved. Did he honestly think it was possible to not like these?

"Holy poo on toast, this is gorgeous!" I squeal.

"Ah, yes, there's the couth young lady I know" Teddy laughs.

"Oh shut up." I give his shoulder a shove. He grabs my hand and holds it in one of his.

"We should really start heading up to the castle." He says regretfully as he traces patterns on the inside of my wrist with the pad of his thumb. His rough hand is sending shivers down my spine.

"Yeah, I know." I breathe. "Or we could just stay here." I bite my lips and gaze up at him with what I hope is an alluring look. He reaches up and gently strokes my lip where I have bitten it to sensitivity. I let out a moan.

"You know what? That sounds like a pretty good idea to me." He lets go of my hand and reaches his hands up to my shoulders. He pulls me tighter against him as he closes the gap between our lips.

When he kisses me it's as though he is trying to drink me in. He clings to me like I am the only thing keeping him sane. His hands are gripping my shoulders like he is terrified to let go, as if letting go of me means letting go of a part of himself. I lean back on the bed and his hand slides up my thigh rucking my skirt up at my hips. My nails bite into the smooth muscle of his back but he doesn't seem to notice. I slide my hands around to the front and move them up under his shirt, lifting it over his head. He compliantly lets me. I explore the planes of his chest like I'm trying to memorize every line and curve of his body. His skin feels like silk. I run my hands down his rippling abs to the waistband of his jeans and press my fingers in the small hollows of his cut lines. For all my longing to I have never before been able to touch his body freely. My touch here seems to be driving him crazy. He groans low and deeply, his fingers digging gently into my hips. My fingers hook through his belt loops and I pull him closer fitting his body to mine. He is like a puzzle piece that fits to me perfectly everywhere we meet, legs, hips, chests, and lips.

His lips are feverishly hot. I part mine in a gentle invitation and his tongue darts inside my mouth, exploring it with gentle caresses. My own tongue slips over his bottom lip and he pulls back. "I'll er…I'll be right back." He says hastily. He hurries off tp the bathroom. I can hear the faucet running as soon as the door closes and have no idea why, but I take my opportunity to undress. There is no way he's getting out of this. I peel of my dress and tights and take off the tortuous shoes leaving me in only the provocative red and gold lingerie that the girls helped me pick out last hogsmeade weekend the day after my date. I lay down on the bed and attempt to arrange myself in a sexy sort of way. I'm changing position for the umpteenth time when Teddy comes striding out of the bathroom and I just flop back forgetting all pretenses. He looks over and his eyes darken with lust causing my breath to falter. His gaze is predatory as he walks over to the bed and crawls atop me supporting himself on his elbows

He lowers himself until his lips touch the tiny gold bow in the center of my bra. Looking right into my eyes he kisses a sweet, sweet trail up my chest and to my right shoulder. There he nudges the strap aside and kisses the spot where it had been. Then he does the same to the left. He reaches a hand behind my back, arching me up off the bed and unhooking my bra and for the first time ever I feel truly self-conscious around him. I can feel myself flush.

"You're beautiful you know, every inch of you. There isn't a part of you that I don't love." He says. It seems that he senses my unease. "Like this scar," he continues. "I remember when you got it. He slides his mouth along the scar that intersects my left breast. "Or this birthmark," he says, kissing the small spot on my inner elbow.

With my bra out of the way he kisses his way down the swell of a breast, runs his tongue up the underside. He skims a hand up my rigid stomach to my other breast as his tongue lazily circles my nipple. He flicks his tongue over one hard peak and gently pinches the other at the same time. "Is this okay?" He pauses to ask. I can't even manage a proper response. All I can do is moan in pleasure. "I'm going to take that as a yes." He returns to his ministrations with a devious smirk

He scrapes his teeth gently across my taut bud before pulling it fully into his mouth. He sucks powerfully on it while he massages my other with his fingers causing it to harden further. My nipple lengthens in his mouth as I give a whimper. He releases both with a satisfying pop as his mouth disengages. He drags his tongue down my stomach to the waistband of my frilly underwear. He pulls back and places an unsuspected kiss in the crook of my knee. He kisses his way back up my inner th, his hands preceeding his lips and stops when he reaches the barrier my knickers make. The thing material is absolutely soaked.

"Fuck," Teddy groans. "So wet…for me?"

"Yes!" I pant. "Wet for you, only you," I moan. Holy fuck he hasn't even touched me yet and I feel ready to combust! He takes my satin nickers between his teeth and rips them clean off. Merlin is he sexy.

"Is it okay if I kiss you here?" He asks. Sweet baby Jesus he can do whatever the bloody hell he fancies!

"Gods yes!" I think I'm hyperventilating now. He runs his tongue over my wet slit. I squirm beneath him but his hands hold me firmly in place.

"So sweet, so perfect," He groans into me. He nibbles and sucks my clit until I think I'm going to die before plunging his tongue deep inside me and making me completely fall apart. My body arches up as I moan and thrash. "Uh, oh yes, yes, yes! Fuck, oh…oh fuck! Teddy!" I cry his name as I shatter a million blissed out pieces. He continues to lick and suck up my juices until I settle back against the mattress, limp and quaking. He moves back up my body and pushes back the hair plastered to my forehead. "Are you okay?" He asks tentatively.

"Never better," I pant. Where the fuck did he learn that

"Fuck you taste good," He says, causing me to blush scarlet. "And I think I'm going to have to say things like that more often. Your flushed face is beautiful." I'm slowly starting to regain my faculties and there is something that I want to do. I sit up and push Teddy back down on the mattress. He seems mildly surprised by my bold move but thankfully goes with it. From this vantage point I can fully view his incredible body. He is all lightly tanned skin and lean muscle. The hours of quidditch training have been kind. I lean down and kiss him firmly on the mouth, tasting myself on him. I grip his shoulders hard as I suck on his tongue willing him to imagine my mouth lower. As though on cue his hips buck up and I can feel his hard length straining against his jeans. I kiss along his jaw line, down his throat, and across his chest. I scrape my teeth over one of his small, chestnut nipples and we both moan, I because of taste, he because of sensation. I continue down over his rock solid abbs and lick and lavish his cut lines. I bite down gently and his hips twitch. I palm his length through his pants. Merlin he's big! As nervous as I am, I'm equally excited. I ease down his jeans and his erection springs free.

"Going commando are we? Presumptuous much?" I ask with a laugh as I finish removing his pants.

"A bloke can hope right" He asks innocently. I swat his thigh. "In my defense I've been in love with you for years so it's not exactly like I'm some villainous letcher." He chuckles. I love the sound of his laugh, all velvet and silk wrapping around me.

I drop my gaze down and gasp. He's huge and throbbing. I may have never seen any other's but bloody hell this has to be above average! There is a tiny bead of pre come leaking from his slit. My brain leaves my body for a moment and I lean down to lick away the pearly white drop without thinking. His breath hisses out as my tongue makes contact. "Sorry," I mumble, pulling away.

"N-no, don't be." He stutters. With that encouragement I run my tongue over the rim of his erection and gently dig my fingers into his hips. I probably shouldn't be enjoying this as much as I am. One of his hands tangles in my hair. So you like that huh? I envelop the head of his cock and clamp my lips around him. I hollow out my cheeks and move myself slowly up and down. Hey this isn't as difficult as I thought it would be. He pulls me closer but then pushes away

"If I'm coming it's going to be in you." He says roughly before I have a chance to ask what I've done wrong. "Protection?"

"I've got it covered." I say. He flips me around and kisses me hard. This kiss is so much more than any that has preceded it. This is a passionate promise; our lips pressed firmly together, moving, tasting. As incredibly nervous as I am I have never been surer of anything in my life. Teddy hesitates, but I nod in reassurance.

Teddy has the kind of body any woman would love to have in her bed: taut muscles, proud cock, but all I want to look at are his eyes. They are locked on mine as he slowly enters me. I feel like I'm being stretched to max capacity, but it isn't exactly painful. I was right in thinking that I had no barrier to break through but I'm still incredibly tight. He moves slowly and gently, pulling back a little and pushing in a bit farther each time. His languid pace is killing me. "Love you," He breathes against my shoulder where his lips are pressed. "So beautiful," his open mouthed kisses make my skin tingly and warm. His mouth latches on to the side of my throat and sucks desperately. I realize that if I want things to go anywhere I am going to to do something so I slide my hands down his back to dig my nails into his firm arse spurring him on with both my actions and words.

TPOV-

"Harder, faster," She begs. "Please," She moans as I accommodate her request and thrust even deeper. I work in and out of her faster.

"You're so tight, and wet, and warm," I groan. "Fuck, I feel like I have no control." She wraps her legs around my hips and digs her heels into my thighs causing me to sheath myself deeper than ever before. I piston into her harder, and faster, hitting new angles and filling her up completely. She cries out and drags her nails up my back. 'That's going to leave a mark' I think and the veryidea has me groaning her name. I want to be marked by her

"Ooh! Oh yes! Teddy, yes!" Her hips buck up off the mattress to meet mine.

"Fuck yes! Vic…Vic!" Her body torques up off the mattress and she clings to my shoulders, her nails biting into the smooth muscle. I shoot off within her, spurting burst upon burst of seed, her muscles clamping down around me as I pump into her one last time and still, our bodies both seizing up. We come down from the high together and I slip wet and soft from her depths although I have a feeling the soft part won't last long. I roll onto my back and pull her to me. She snuggles up, nestling her head in my neck. I let out a long exhale. "That was…wow…" I breathe, unable to form a complete sentence.

"What…you…said." She pants heavily. "where the hell did you learn to do that…that thing, with your mouth…and tongue…and…?"

"You can thank Mr. Grey," I chuckle darkly. "I took a few lessons…by the way those books have absolutely nothing to do with the color grey. I had no idea you read such things."

"Pass along my gratitude," She yawns widely and snuggles in deeper as I pull the comforter around us and settle in for what I expect to be the best sleep I've had in a very long time.

Fwhew. There it is guys. I hope it wasn't terribly dissapointing. I know it took me forever, but at least it was longish and a lemon ;) I am already working on the next chapter:)