"Harry, come look at this." The muggle-born brunette called to her friend, she was sitting on the couch in the library of Grimmauld Place, the trio had been researching for months on end on ways of destroying the horcrux they currentlyhad in their possession, coming up with absolutely nothing, until now, that is.
The raven haired boy looked up from his book and set it down before walking toward his best friend, leaning on the arm of the sofa and bending over to peer over her shoulder.
"... an unorthodox yet effective way of destroying one's horcrux involves two individuals, one being male the other being female, they must take part in a magical ritual where the male must spill his seed into a willing female participant's mouth..." the muggle-born witch paused shortly to swallow the lump that formed in her throat and glanced fleetingly at her equally nervous best friend, clearing her throat she continued to read, "in other words, the male wizard must ejaculate his, p-penis... whilst the female witch must... m-must-"
"Er... Hermione?" the raven haired boy asked concerned, the girl in question looked up at him with hot pink cheeks and a nervous smile, "... what the bloody hell?" he finished, laughing softly.
"It says here that... the receiving witch must be wearing or holding, the horcrux during the act while chanting this incantation..." she trailed off, staring at the book as if it wasn't there, lost in her thoughts.
Harry exhaled a sharp breath of air and moved around to sit next to her on the coach, "Um, you can't possibly be considering this are you? I mean, blimey Hermione!... I've never bloody heard of something so... so... erm..."
Hermione snapped the book shut and held it across her lap, sighing "We've been at this for months, Harry, this is the first actual information thats been even remotely close to achieving what we have to do, wouldn't you agree?"
The raven haired boy combed his fingers through his disheveled locks before turning his gaze toward her, which she noticed and returned.
"Well, ya, I suppose, but... did you hear yourself? you do know what has to be done don't you?" he asked with a confused expression.
"Yes... of course I do, but what would you rather have happen? we go on researching for other ways of destroying this blasted thing, which apparently is like finding a 'Nargle' in a haystack, for several more months, perhaps even years!.. I can't help but feel extremely lucky that we've come across this... it may seem... unnatural and perverted, yes... but... it makes sense actually, using one's seed of life to destroy something that was forged from death."
The muggle-born witch was still holding her gaze onto the bespectecled boy, who was now staring at the book in her lap and nodded absently, the corner of his lip quirked up as he snorted a brief laugh which died instantly. Huffing, Hermione's eyes flicked to and fro as she continued.
"Besides... its not going to be that much of a, sexual act, per say, I mean... all you'll have to essentually do is..." she cleared her throat once more, "m-m-masturbate... yourself... into my... mouth."
She watched his reaction as his eyes widened at the image she had just drawn up for him, suddenly panic began to overcome his senses, "H-Hermione, you want, me? what... what about, Ron? I mean, aren't you two?.. should you, don't you... wouldn't you rather, you know, with him, than me?" he asked her, his expression of complete bewilderment.
"Ron and I? No, Harry, and well... if I'm to be completely honest, yes, actually, if we were to go through with this, I would rather it be done with you... no offense to Ron, but I trust you more, and... as a matter of fact, I think Ron mustn't know about this at all, I don't think he's mature enough either, seeing your reaction to the very idea it would probably send him into an early grave if I so much as mentioned it with him around." she chuckled nervously and glanced at him, seeing him look as if he were about to face Voldemort himself.
"Harry, its not like were going to be having sex."
The raven haired boy was staring at her now, his jaw slack and mouth open in a look of disbelief, closing his mouth he took a large gulp and removed his glasses with one hand and brushed his face with the other.
Hermione, seeing his actions being enough to tell her that he did not want to go through with it, got up from the couch and made to arrange the large tome back into the pile of others she had yet to go through, sighing loudly, she said, "... you're right Harry, I don't know what I was thinking, completely ridiculous, we'll just have to find another way-"
"No um, Hermione?"
She stood there next to the drawing table as Harry made his way to stand beside her, she stared at him as his eyes cast downwards and began flipping through pages of the large book, "If you want to, than, I will go through with this, but only if you really do want to." he told her, still flipping distractedly through the book.
She sighed tiredly and watched as he continued to flip through pages, "Yes... Harry, I truly think we've finally found a way to get rid of this horcrux and I guess I'm just very tired of it all... of the burden, really... we've been working on this abomonation for months, its only our first horcrux and there are several more afterwards."
"... I suppose you're right, and so am I, the thing has definitely been driving us mad... this... doing this won't change anything between us, will it?" he asked her, now staring her in the eyes.
"Oh, Harry... I should hope not, I mean not to say that I wouldn't exactly, erm..." while Harry was talking she had taken over the act of flipping through the pages until finding the one that held the passage she had read from earlier, "it says that your seed must come directly from the source and has to be shot... into.."
"Your mouth." He finished for her, she swallowed nervously and looked up at him, he was breathing faster than normal, she noticed him shift his lower body so that he was facing away from her.
"Yes... my mouth... once thats happened I will have to swallow it thoroughly and than chant the words, "recesserimus anima pallium" which will than magically destroy the soul trapped within the confines of the inanimate object." she finished, trailing her index finger off of the page before closing the book slowly.
Harry exhaled another sharp breath and shook his head, "Well than... right... when do you want to do this?..."
She began to fiddle with the leather casing of the tome while looking down, refusing to meet his gaze, "Whenever Ron isn't here... I don't want him around when we do this, we'll have to find a way to send him somewhere else." she chanced a quick peek at his expression and found he too was avoiding her gaze and staring at the same spot she was, they stood there for a moment in awkward silence before he spoke.
"Ok, I suppose I'll go downstairs and talk him into going to Fred and George's shop to pick up a grocery list you've cooked up, hows that sound?"
She nodded over enthusiastically, "That sounds like a plan!.. I'll just go and fabricate that list than." she moved away from the table hesitantly and set off for quill and parchment, Harry answered with a simple nod and "right" before walking aimlessly around the library.