Previously on Making The First Move: Chapter 34
Noah and Ethan were impressed with their mate.
As head of the front end, Noah knew they had spent too much time on a personal issue and suggested they get back to work before one of the partners came through.
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Once he left the shop, Severus Apparated directly to the office of James Dever. He and Hermione were going to plan an early wedding. There wasn't any reason to hold off on selling the cottage and buying the house Hermione wanted. With a baby coming, he had to admit the house really wasn't that big.
Because he had shown up without an appointment, Severus had a bit of a wait to see James. After approximately an hour, an impatient Severus was directed to go in by an irritable receptionist who didn't make any effort to hide her displeasure at people who appeared at her desk without an appointment. Severus would have fixed her with one of his Snape glares, but he understood all too well the necessity of setting appointments.
James appeared harried, but he and Severus concluded their business within forty minutes. There were additional forms Severus would have to sign after the sale passed by the Goblins, but that could be done within ten minutes. Be that as it may, Severus thought it prudent to make an appointment.
With the house purchased and the cottage sale pending, Severus left James with a handshake. His next stop was to see and confront, if necessary, Lila Grant. However, before Apparating away, it became apparent he was making Lila Grant more important than she was. Confronting her seemed so much less appealing than it had sitting at his desk. He had been away from his business for four days. There were much more important things for him to think about. He had a wedding date to set, a wedding to plan and a baby on the way. As Hermione would say. It was time for him to get his head back in the game.
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Making The First Move: Chapter 35
For as much as Severus wanted his head back in the game, he also wanted to belabor the point by asking Hermione about her encounter with Lila Grant. He felt Hermione should have immediately called Noah over no matter what he was doing then handed Lila over to him. This was the point he planned to press home to Hermione.
Hurrying downstairs, Severus found Hermione exactly where he thought she would be. Knee deep in parchment with no sign of coming up for air anytime soon.
She looked up to give him a radiant smile. "Hello love. Before you ask. I had a perfectly delicious bowl of cereal with fruit. I am energized. What have you been up to?"
"Before I get into where I've been and what I've been up to. Let me ask you a question. What made you stand at the front end of a business where you are a partner and take shite from a shallow, self centered witch like Lila Grant?"
Hermione sighed. Obviously Noah had made a very thorough report. Of course she should have said something, but in the scheme of things. Lila Grant's attitude and snide remarks meant very little.
"Come on." Hermione said taking Severus by the arm. "We are going to have a cup of tea. Regular for you. Decaffeinated for me."
Severus let himself be dragged to the lunch area, but was resolute in his decision to discuss Hermione's interaction with Lila.
"Sit down love. I'll prepare the tea. I think I'll have a piece of fruit instead of a tea. Would you like a biscuit?"
Severus watched Hermione make a production out of waving her wand to make the tea knowing full well she was procrastinating. "Hermione. Please come sit down. I simply need you to explain why you stood there taking shite from Lila Grant when you'd hex me for noticing a cap left off the toothpaste."
Hermione settled herself in a chair and peeled an entire apple before answering. "Here's what I have to say Mr. Snape. If you'd like to get through the rest of the day without feeling my wand across your arse, you'll stop talking to me as though I'm a child unschooled in the niceties. I allowed Miss Grant her rant, obviously born of jealousy, because we were in the middle of our place of business where an argument that could have come down to fisticuffs would surely have been noticed. Miss Grant came away looking like the shrew she is. With your question answered, let me ask you one."
Hermione's request somewhat startled Severus. She had answered his question and turned the tables. With an open-handed gesture, Severus told her to ask away.
Without any further preamble, Hermione asked her question. "How is it that Lila knew you were somewhere idling the time away? Her words. Where did you abscond to that crossed paths with that hag of a witch? I'll wait." She remarked concentrating on cutting her apple into bite sized pieces while wiggling her foot in anticipation of his answer.
"There's no mystery. I was at Malfoy Manor. It was my belief no one except Lucius knew my whereabouts. Obviously, I was wrong."
"Is your good friend Lucius still trying to pair you up with the lovely Miss Grant?" Hermione asked nonchalantly. "Do you need me to step in? I will you know."
Thinking Lucius had shared information he asked not to be shared, left Severus without an answer. He didn't think Lucius would try to pull something as asinine as trying to get him together with Lila knowing he was in love with Hermione. Severus didn't think, but he didn't know. One thing was certain. He would get an answer. Right now, he had to answer to the woman he loved. Grabbing a piece of the diced apple, Severus answered as best he could. "I have to trust Lucius wouldn't do something like that. Perhaps Lila took a wild guess….."
"A wild guess? Give me a little credit Severus. She wildly guessed you were away from the shop for reasons other than business? Lila Grant is cunning, but she isn't that clever."
"Hermione I….."
"Listen love and listen well." She said interrupting his response. "Lila Grant does not impress, intimidate or frighten me. If there is something you need to discuss with Lucius, so be it. Do not confuse me with some weak witch who doesn't trust her wizard. I do not need an answer. I trust you as I hope you trust me. Have some more apple."
Severus lowered his head until the blush he felt sure was covering his face subsided. He had been had. He had come downstairs ready to school Hermione and she had schooled him. What to do now? "Touché love." He finally replied. "I believe I have my answer. Including what it is that makes the world go round. I may not question your actions ever again. I love you."
Between bites, Hermione giggled at her chastised fiancé. "I love you too. If there aren't any more questions, I'll be getting back to my research. See you later."
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Severus went back to his office mumbling about shite coming at him left, right and center. He didn't for one minute believe Lucius had disclosed his location to Lila. Lucius himself had said no one, including Narcissa, knew his whereabouts. Lucius had no reason to lie. Yet, Lila knew or seemed to know he was away from S L & G for reasons other than business. He should have been angry, but one bout of anger in a day was enough. He'd have to speak with Lucius face to face to get an answer.
As he began sorting through the items on his desk, Severus allowed himself a small smile. The road to becoming a father had most certainly adjusted his temperament. Hopefully, he could keep it up for the next seven months and three weeks.
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Even though Michael Corner had been allowed visitors since Thursday. Harry, Justin and Randy didn't get the chance to visit until various times throughout Friday after coordinating visiting times so the department would be covered.
Randy stopped in around 10:00 am to chat with his mate and was gutted to find out Michael had chosen to leave London, but understood why. After Michael made his disclosure, they mostly discussed the good times staying away from the things which had caused Michael to be in the position he was in. However, being a colleague as well as a mate, Randy chose to express his displeasure about what Michael's behavior had cost Harry. "We're all grown here." Randy remarked looking directly at Michael. "So I'll just say this. You nearly fucked up the career of one of the most loyal, most forthright wizards in the Wizarding world. That, of course, is in addition to attacking Hermione Granger because she wouldn't sleep with you and selling your dick for sport. I love you man, but you should have realized you needed assistance long before now. I kick myself every day for not acknowledging your reckless behaviors. Maybe it wouldn't have come down to this."
Randy's words had hit home for Michael. "Don't you think I know all that now? Don't you think I regret every lousy thing I've done to hurt someone else? I thank Merlin every day Harry had the sense to force me here." He said waving his arms about the room. "You are not the only one who is appalled."
Out of breath, Michael flopped purposely into a chair. "I'm a piece of shite. I get that, but I'm trying to get well."
Randy walked over to his mate and put his hand on Michael's shoulder. "I had to get that out mate, but I'm not here to condemn you. I'm here to support you. I have your new information. When you get settled. Justin and I will come see how you are getting on. Maybe, if we can all get off at the same time, Harry will come as well. I've got to get back to the field, so I'll say my goodbye now. Be well and learn from this. Later mate."
Michael whispered, "Later mate." as he watched Randy standing by the door waiting to be let out.
The treatment had obviously worked. For once in his life, MC recognized his behavior and owned it.
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Justin and Harry stopped in at other times during the day stating a variation of what Randy had said. They weren't bitter or resentful. They were disappointed and made it known. Michael agreed with them and their conversation moved on to other things.
Even though Randy and Michael had been the closest, Justin was the most upset with the way things had turned out. He only stayed long enough to voice a few sentiments and wish Michael good luck.
Harry stayed the longest. As tough as it had been for Harry, he never mentioned what he'd gone through by protecting Michael. Michael was his boy. His mate. Had been his second in command. He and Michael talked and laughed about times gone by. Harry was the only person Michael spoke to about Millie. The way he had used her was another thing he agonized over. Michael knew Millie loved him, but he could not give what she needed.
When it was time for Harry to leave, both men felt awkward. It seemed they should hug, but that would be too girly. Too final. They shook hands with Harry promising he would try to get back before Michael transferred out on Tuesday.
Harry's leaving was the hardest for Michael. He'd been Harry's star Auror. He had been given all sorts of opportunities and had his arse covered by Harry on numerous occasions. Yet here he sat with his reputation in tatters waiting to take a fast portkey to oblivion. No matter where he went from here. He wouldn't ever be the big dog he had been in his capacity of second in command to Harry Potter. Away from here, he would most likely be just another grunt trying to climb the ladder to success.
The old Michael would have laughed at the prospect of pushing people out of his way to climb some ladder to success. However, this wasn't the old Michael. This was a new Michael who recognized what he'd lost and truly regretted his actions.
Michael let out a deep sigh as he banged on his chest trying to dislodge the lump which had formed over the last several minutes. He wasn't sure he wanted any more visits from those he was leaving behind. It was too hard.
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It was just as hard for Harry who would never willingly give up on a mate. That Friday night, the Aurors met in the pub for their standard end of week drinks. At the end of which, Justin and Randy had to help their boss home. After seeing their extremely drunk superior safely through his door, Justin begged off complaining of being tired. Randy went back to The Leaky Cauldron.
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Just before closing time at the shop. Miranda stopped in to meet up with Noah who had agreed to attend a magical fashion and hair show. They needed to get right home to dress. As Miranda gushed about the show to Ethan, a red faced Noah did the last bit of tidying up for the day.
Normally, Saturday was Noah and Miranda's day out. However, he had made plans to stay behind in the shop on Saturday to study The Silver Book. Therefore, he agreed to attend the event. Noah didn't consider it their worst choice of a date, but a fashion and hair show wasn't his first choice.
Once the front was set for the night. Noah, Miranda, Allen and Ethan wished Severus a good weekend. Miranda and Ethan stood to the side while Noah spoke to Severus about reviewing The Silver Book after work Saturday. Then the three headed out the back door while Allen headed for Florae to be sure everything was in order for David's return sometime over the weekend.
Florae was in order as Allen knew it would be. He had been diligent in doing what David had asked. He left not too far behind the others.
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Severus had spent most of the day in his, Hermione's and Neville's offices checking that everything was up to par. There were several things on Neville's desk that would have been cleared up earlier in the week had Severus been there. Those thing were cleared up by mid afternoon. Hermione's desk had basically been clean except for a request for a specific potion. Severus had Ethan see to it all.
The shop day had ended. While waiting for Hermione to come upstairs so they could go home. Severus took a look at the calendar. Hermione wanted to be married at the end of November or the first of December. It was already the 4th of November, so there weren't many days to choose from. Leafing through the calendar, Severus went long first. Saturday, 12/10 or Sunday, 12/11 were his first choices. Saturday, 12/3 or Sunday, 12/4 were his next choices. Any date in November just seemed too close. Severus thought they could set a firm date that night then get in touch with the Wedding Planner in the morning, so she could get the revised information out. To Severus, it sounded like a plan. However, he'd have to see how Hermione felt about his ideas.
Speaking of his lovely fiancee. Severus looked up to find Hermione standing in the doorway. "Sorry Sev. The time slipped by. Did you get all your ends tidied up?"
Severus walked around the desk to hug Hermione. "The time always slips by when I leave you alone in R&D. As for loose ends. I didn't have many. Noah did a bang up job. I did clear up a few things from Neville's desk. Everything is as it should be. Shall we stop for takeaway? Perhaps some nice Italian. I have some ideas I'd like to share with you when we get to the cottage. By the way. Noah wanted me to remind you…."
"That he'll be reviewing The Silver Book tomorrow," offered Hermione cutting across Severus. "Thank you. I remember. I hope the ideas you want to share are about our wedding. Because that is the discussion we had planned for tonight."
"They are and we will." Severus answered before planting a quick kiss on Hermione's forehead. "Everything is locked up. Let's be on our way. I find myself suddenly wanting fettuccine with beef, broccoli and onion which is odd. Could it be I am having the cravings of a pregnant witch?"
"You may be having cravings." Hermione parried pinching Severus lightly on the arm. "But they aren't my cravings. My cravings would be more along the lines of Chinese rice, Chinese chicken, Chinese beef, noodles and some egg rolls."
Severus' eyebrows rose in wonderment. This tiny witch before him who never ate a full meal was talking about enough food to feed an army. "You'll empty my Gringotts account at this rate. However, if it's Chinese food you want. It's Chinese food you shall have. Let's get going before the queue at Shanghai Garden is out the door."
The queue at Shanghai Garden was reasonable. They were in and out in less than thirty minutes and at the cottage in five more.
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Hermione was indeed hungry. Severus watched in amazement as she wolfed down chicken, beef, egg rolls, noodles and an egg drop soup. Then had the audacity to say she would save the rice until later.
"I think you should slow down." Severus had drawled as he watched the food disappear into Hermione's mouth. "If you're not careful, I'll probably have to cast an anti-choking jinx."
Hermione patted Severus on the hand telling him she had been hungry and now she wasn't.
"If you say so." He replied dryly lifting a forkful of food from his almost untouched plate.
Unfolding the parchment Severus had laid on the table, Hermione began nodding her head. "I like these dates Sev. I prefer Sunday, 12/4 and I prefer early afternoon. That will give us a month. I already have my dress and you have your robes. If necessary, everyone else can wear off the rack. However, I'm sure all the witches robes are finished except for procrastinating arse Ginny. I'll Owl the Wedding Planner first thing tomorrow and leave explicit instructions to get back to us with problems. So. We are setting Sunday, 12/4 at 1:00 pm as our new wedding date. How does that sound?"
Severus gazed at Hermione as he cleared the last of the food from his plate. "That was easy. I hope married life will be this simple. The rings are still in my vault where they will remain until 12/3. The only issue I see is our honeymoon. We may have to choose another location seeing how we are moving the dates up by five months. While you are following up with the Wedding Planner. I will follow up on the honeymoon details. I believe we planned to be away three weeks. Shall we plan on one week in December then a few weeks in September around your birthday?"
Hermione gave Severus a skeptical look. "I don't mind a one week honeymoon. However, I do have reservations about leaving our two month old child alone for weeks while we are off on a lark. For now, we'll take a week. After that, we'll see how everything goes with the baby."
Severus walked around the table, pulled Hermione to her feet then kneeled placing his face on her stomach. "Forgive me my child. As much as I want you. I'd completely forgotten you will be a living, breathing entity come next year."
Hermione would never mention it to anyone except Severus, but seeing him down on his knees talking to their child had turned her thoughts to sex. Running her hands through Severus' thick, black hair, Hermione hoarsely whispered that she'd like some attention. At first, Severus thought she meant aside from the baby. Then he looked up to see the fire in Hermione's eyes. Without a word, he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.
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Severus gently removed Hermione's clothes and kissed each area as it was uncovered. When she was naked, he removed his own clothes without breaking eye contact. As he pulled her on top of his rigid erection, Severus marveled at the love he felt for this woman and the child she carried. Moving gently in tandem, they moved their hands and mouths all over each other increasing the sexual tension. When they finally reached the point of orgasm, Severus whispered words of encouragement to take them both to the edge and over. Hermione remained on top of Severus until his penis went soft and slipped out altogether. After, they laid in each other's arms discussing their future.
It was at this time Severus mentioned what he'd done that morning. "This morning when I left the shop. I went to see James Dever about the house in Great Warley."
Hermione turned on her side to gaze at him as he spoke.
Severus was a bit hesitant to continue with Hermione staring so intently at him, but they were moving forward together. If she didn't like what he had to say, they would fix it. "I signed the intent to purchase documents this morning. I realize I am the one who thought the house was too big for just the two of us. However, with a baby coming. The house really won't be too big at all. Especially, if we decide to hire live-in help. We will need to sign the final documents on Monday. I believe I've done the right thing. I'd like to hear what you think."
Hermione remained silent and continued to gaze at Severus. Not understanding her silence. Severus turned on his side so they were face to face. Hermione's face was as soft and beautiful as it always was. There weren't any frown lines or furrowed brows. Yet she remained silent. Then there were tears rolling down her cheeks.
Sitting up and pulling Hermione up with him, Severus asked for an explanation of the tears. For several seconds, Hermione's mouth moved but no words came out. And the tears continued to fall.
"Have my actions upset you so much you've been struck dumb? I'd like an explanation."
Hermione wiped away the tears with the back of her hand answering softly. "Even with my behavior and the last four days of turmoil, you were thinking about our family. You were thinking about our future. I'm overwhelmed." She said reaching out to run her fingers down his cheek. "I apologize for the tears, but I thought …"
"You thought." He said stepping into Hermione's comments. "I would go back on my word. That I would toss your wishes aside. We had a hiccup Hermione. Which we have straightened out. I'll never go back on my word to you. You had me baffled for a few seconds. Which doesn't happen often. Just so we're clear. Are you happy with what I've done?"
"I'm very happy Severus. The house is perfect. Your reasoning is perfect. It's all perfect."
"Now that you're in a happy place. I also want to mention that the cottage is up for sale as well. We should be moving everything to Spinner's End as soon as possible."
Hermione fell back on the bed. "You really were getting things done. Will we have to move house this very weekend or do we have a bit of time?"
"I asked for two weeks grace on the cottage. However, James mentioned he has a very motivated client. I think we should hire movers as soon as Monday, if not before."
"So much going on Sev. I hope we can get it all done."
"You doubt the amazing Severus Snape?" He answered in an amused tone. "I could get it done tonight if I wasn't lying here naked."
Hermione guffawed. "Maybe tomorrow when you're dressed, and after you've straightened out the details of our honeymoon would be better. We can box some things tonight. We can even start moving a few things on our own. While we are at Spinner's End we should rearrange furniture and such to make room for my things. Done and done. If we aren't able to hire movers by Monday, perhaps we can ask Harry and a few of his Aurors for assistance."
Severus' response came out a little more sarcastically than he wished. "I am a grown man Hermione. I'll get it done without the help of any of those imbecile Aurors."
Hermione rolled her eyes at Severus. So he amended his remark. "What I meant to say was. We can do without the help of those lovely wizards known as Aurors. Yes. That's what I meant."
Giggling, Hermione told him one statement was as bad as the other. But she had caught his drift. They would refrain from asking for help from the Aurors.
"Good. Now that we have that settled. Let's make use of our nakedness once again."
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Millicent had been down since she'd spoken to Michael and been turned away by Allen. Here she was looking seventy five per cent better than she ever had in her life but still alone. She had put too much stock in appearances. Then had chosen to pursue the wrong wizard.
She had moped around her flat all day Friday. Around 8:00 pm she remembered that all the Aurors would be meeting at the Leaky Cauldron for a few drinks before separating for the weekend. Just to get out of the house. Millicent decided she would join her fellow Aurors for a few drinks and some conversation. She was on suspension, but she was still part of the team.
She proceeded to get ready for her night out. Shower, makeup and slipping into jeans and one of her new jumpers took a little over an hour. The quick curl to her hair Miranda taught her to do only took another ten minutes.
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Usually, the teams only spent a few hours at the Leaky. If she hurried, she might still catch a few of the guys and girls she worked with. If everyone from her team had already left, there was sure to be other Ministry workers there celebrating the end of the work week.
Millicent walked into the pub at 9:30 on the dot to find a nice little crowd, but no one from her team except Randy Jordan who was sitting at a table with a good looking, brown skinned wizard with curly, black hair. Randy hailed her from across the room and both wizards stood when Millicent approached the table.
"Hey Millie." Randy greeted with a smile and a hug. "I like the change. You look good. This is my cousin Lee. You might have seen him around the Alley. He is co-owner of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. Lee. This is my fellow Auror Millie Bullstrode."
Millicent didn't exactly know Lee, but she had seen the dark-eyed wizard around. She also knew that back in the day he'd been one of the more vocal and aggravating Gryffindors. Right up there with the gingers. She hadn't thought much of him back then, but she hadn't thought much of anyone back then. In addition, he had been about two years above her year. In all her years at Hogwarts, she couldn't remember seeing him more than five or six times.
"Hey Millie." Lee said reaching out to shake her hand and giving her an appraising look before letting the hand go. "The color of you hair is striking." Lee added lifting his glass of Ogden's to his mouth. "We don't get all that much sun here in Britain, but there was obviously enough to leave those lovely highlights in your hair."
Millie felt a blush spread up her neck at the unexpected compliment. Normally, she wasn't all that comfortable with strangers. However, Lee's sparkling brown eyes held nothing but curiosity. It was a look she had waited years to see in Michael's eyes.
"Hello Lee. Nice to meet you." Playing to the curiosity she'd seen in the handsome wizard's eyes, Millicent followed her greeting with a joke. "You look familiar. Have I ever arrested you?"
While Lee's mouth fell open. Randy nearly turned over the table jumping out of the way of the drink he'd just knocked over.
"Kidding. I'm just kidding." Millie remarked using a conjured napkin to help mop up the spilled drink. "Sorry Randy." She said never taking her eyes off Lee. "I was just making my little joke."
When Lee realized Millicent was having him on, he broke into a deep, resounding laugh. "Good one Millie. What can I get you to drink?"
Millicent couldn't believe herself. She was flirting. And with a wizard she'd just met. "I'll have a white Moscato Lee. Thank you."
Lee glanced at his cousin before raising a hand to summon one of the wait staff. He was also thinking. Millicent has a nice voice. Husky. No, not husky. The word was throaty and it was giving him mad vibrations. When the waiter came to the table, Lee ordered the Moscato and a whiskey for himself and Randy.
Randy was surreptitiously watching them both. Neither Lee nor Millie were acting themselves. Millie never, ever flirted…..with anyone. He wasn't aware Millie even knew how to flirt. And Lee never, ever turned on this much charm for a witch with chestnut hair. His cousin was playful, but very predictable. Lee had been a blonde watcher from the time he realized witches were different from wizards.
Randy continued to watch as the conversation got more animated. Millie actually seemed to be enjoying herself. Randy didn't think it would go any farther, but decided to give them space. Just in case. At 11:30, he made an overly exaggerated yawn while rising from his chair.
"I'm knackered. I think I'll call it a night. I'll see you and George on the field tomorrow Lee. Be ready to have your arse handed to you on a platter. You're back to work on Tuesday Millie. Right? I'll see you then."
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Millicent watched Randy leave becoming a little less confident and a lot less comfortable. Everything had been fine while Randy was sitting there. She knew Randy. She trusted Randy. Now she was alone with a stranger. "I should be getting along as well. There's no need for you to entertain a stranger."
Lee laughed. " I'm enjoying your company. There's nothing strange about it. Please stay. Have one last drink with me. I promise to remain a gentleman. If not, you can have Randy arrest me. Better yet. You can arrest me. I'd like that."
Millicent full out blushed this time. Lee still wanted her company even though his cousin had gone. Being the sought after witch was new for Millicent. Even though she didn't expect any more than this conversation. It was nice to know she appealed to this handsome man.
Lee remained his cheerful, irreverent self saying outrageous things that kept Millie laughing. Before she knew it, Lee had talked her into another drink. Shortly after that, Hannah was signaling last call.
Last call? Millie hadn't ever been at last call anywhere. And sitting in front of a good looking wizard who didn't want the night to end. Unheard of. Then she realized Lee was still talking.
"Hey witch. There's a wizard sitting across from you who is still talking. Have you completely tuned me out?"
Millie laughed in embarrassment. She had kind of tuned Lee out. "Of course I haven't tuned you out. I was simply thinking that perhaps I'm sitting with a borderline lunatic and should be making my way quickly to the door."
Lee smiled at her with his eyes. "I'll own up to being. What is it you called me? Outrageous. That's fine. Borderline lunatic. Not so much."
Hannah flashed the pub lights one more time.
Millie got up from her chair as did Lee. It had been a nice night. Millie had it on her lips to thank Lee for a nice time, but he spoke first.
"I wish to thank you for sitting here listening to my nonsense. You're great company. If you're not doing anything tomorrow, stop by the field adjoining the Burrow to watch me get my arse handed to me by Randy and his mates." Shrugging his shoulders, Lee added. "Happens whenever we play. I'm rubbish at Quidditch. I know you told me you were in Slytherin House, but if you plan to turn up tomorrow. Wear red and gold. You can cheer for me. I need to use the facilities before Hannah hexes me. Have a good night or what's left of it." With a wink, Lee turned towards the loo.
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Millie had walked out the pub door in a daze and remained in the daze as she walked through the door of her flat. It wasn't until she was gazing into the bathroom mirror while washing her face that reality began to set in. A handsome wizard had spent time with her. He had made her feel comfortable and had even flirted with her. At least she thought it was flirting. But, so what. With that kind of personality, Lee was probably very popular. She was being stupid if she thought he was being anything more than friendly to one of Randy's friends.
The reality was disappointing. One sentence kept floating in front of her eyes.
I bet he acts that way with all the girls….
Be that as it may. Lee had stimulated something inside her. Something she hadn't even felt with Michael. With Michael, she'd only known how to give him what he needed. The fact of it was she didn't know if she'd ever had an orgasm. Michael had, but she didn't know if she had.
With two quick movements. Millie threw aside her pajamas and slipped into bed naked. Lying on her back with knees bent, Millie slipped two fingers inside herself. Using the liquid that had formed in her pink honey pot, Millie began to manipulate the most sensitive spot on her body until she felt what amounted to an intense explosion of pleasure which resonated throughout her lower body.
Small gasps of pleasure slipped out of Millie's mouth as she laid there recovering from an absolutely amazing orgasm of her own making.
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At his flat, Lee was sitting on the couch staring at the wall thinking about the chestnut haired witch with the voice. She was different from most others. No sly innuendo. No brushing and touching. Definitely rubbish at flirting. Which Lee found intoxicating in and of itself.
"Interesting." He mumbled to himself. "For not being a blonde."
Being fairly popular and well liked in addition to being co-proprietor of a wildly successful shop, witches often came at him from left, right and center vying for his attention. However, this was the first time Lee actually hoped a witch would turn up at the Saturday Quidditch game…wearing red and gold.