CHAPTER 8
BETRAYAL
Lupin paced around his room, his meeting with Dumbledore that morning had finished rather abruptly and unexpectedly, upon the arrival of a large tawny owl, bearing a letter sealed with the Ministry stamp. There had been an attack last night, an attack on a Muggle village called Little Hangleton. A family of two parents and three children had been attacked, they were a Muggle family, and so the only possible reason for their attack was to be a bit of practise or fun for the Death Eaters. There had been frequent attacks on villagers all around Britain that hadn't been reported in the Daily Prophet, however this time it was different, the attack had been the same, five Muggles found without a scratch on them, but dead all the same. But what was different this time was that a Dark Mark had been conjured above the house. A giant skull with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue, a green mist lingered ominously around the edges casting looming, grotesque shadows all around.
A letter from Fudge informing Dumbledore of the attacks, before he saw it in the Daily Prophet interrupted the meeting about Lupins class. The news hardly shocked Lupin at all, he had been expecting the frequency of the attacks to increase, Voldemort was back and with full power. He had no reason to lay low. He was enforcing his power, renewing the terror that surrounded him in the last war.
That morning at breakfast, long after Lupin's early meeting with the Headmaster, the students were tucking into their breakfast heartily, chatting away happily, waiting for the imminent arrival of the post owls.
Hermione reached out to take her usual copy of the Daily Prophet from the brown owl that delivered it to her, and placed a bronze knut into its leather pouch. She unfolded the newspaper and let out an audible gasp as her quick, brown eyes scanned the front page. There in the centre of the page was a large picture of the Dark Mark, hovering threateningly over a destroyed building, that Hermione correctly guessed used to be someone's home.
Sharing the newspaper with Ron, who was sitting at her side, she quickly read through the article and once she had finished passed the newspaper over to Harry and Ginny, who read it rapidly.
"What's so special about that house?'' Harry asked perplexed. " Why send up the Dark Mark for that house and none of the others?''
"I don't know, it was a Muggle family.'' Hermione said equally as confused as Harry. "Maybe it's the start of his plan, maybe that was the first attack that he had actually ordered.''
"Yeah.'' Ron agreed. "What if all the other, unreported attacks were just carried out by Death Eaters for a bit of a laugh, and this was the first that Voldemort actually made them do."
"Makes sense.'' Ginny said sensibly as she folded up the copy of the Daily Prophet. "There's no other possible explanation is there.'' Her eyes were wide, and her skin pale, but she remained calm. Hogwarts was safe, for now. "Harry will you promise me something?'' Ginny asked nervously.
"Anything babe.'' Harry answered seriously, as he looked into her bright green eyes that matched his own perfectly. "You have to start up Occlumency again.''
"I will, but why?'' Harry asked. He of course would do it, if Ginny really wanted him to, but he didn't know why it was so important all of a sudden.
"Well Vol…Voldemort is getting stronger and I think he may start trying to get inside your head again.'' Ginny said quietly and nervously. "And we don't want him knowing what Dumbledore's doing.''
"What is he doing?'' Ron questioned.
"Oh, don't tell me you haven't noticed. How many members of the order work here now?" Ginny said, marvelling at her brother's stupidity.
"Well there's Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Golding, Hagrid and Lupin.'' Ron said checking off the members on her fingers.
"He's gathering more and more members here for protection." Harry said, finally understanding. "And if Voldemort finds out, he'll attack sooner, while the castle is at it's most vulnerable.''
"And we don't know who those two cloaked figures were at the Feast either.'' Hermione said, recalling the mysterious guests at the feast.
"I'll go and see Destiny later, after lessons.'' Harry promised as he got up from his seat and kissed Ginny goodbye on the cheek and waved to Hermione. He was closely flowed by Ron who didn't want to leave go of Hermione, it was only with a final shove from his sister did he get up from his eat and chase after Harry to their Magical Maintenance class for their second lesson in as many days.
"I'm so glad that you and Hermione managed to sort everything out.'' Harry said as he walked from Magical Maintenance to the Transfiguration classroom with Ron.
"Me too. I hate arguing with her.'' Ron replied as he craned his neck to see if he could spot Hermione making her way up the corridor. He looked down at Harry who hadn't responded and saw that he was being met with a sceptical look. "Well ok, maybe I like it sometimes but not when it's serious like that and she ends up crying.'' Ron admitted.
"So what type of arguing is acceptable?'' Harry asked sardonically.
"Well the type that makes her shout and get that look in her eyes, and the type that make her hair fall loosely around her face.'' Ron replied, not catching Harry's sarcastic tone, he looked at Harry again and saw that his best friend was laughing. "Stop it, it's not my fault it turns me on when she's all mad at me.''
"Really, it turns you on, when you have a fight?'' Harry asked, interested now.
"Yeah, I just feel like grabbing her and kissing her, picking her up and throwing her down on to the bed and kissing her everywh….''
"That's enough.'' Harry said, with a disgusted look on his face. "Please tell me you've only thought about doing that.''
"Well, I've only done it a couple of times.'' Ron answered sheepishly. "She didn't seem to mind.''
"Oh God, I can't believe I know that about you both. I won't be able to look at Hermione again, she's like a sister to me Ron.'' Harry said distastefully.
"God job she's not like a sister to me then isn't it?'' Ron said happily. "Oh and before you say anything, I don't want to hear anything about you about Ginny, ever.''
"I think I should tell you know, just to punish you.'' Harry said mischievously. "Well I could tell you what turns me on, that'd be fair I think.'' Ron groaned and covered his ears but it did nothing to drown out the sound of Harry's voice.
"It really turns me on when Ginny wears my shirts to bed, and when she bites her lip and smiles shyly after we have kissed, it makes her look so sweet and innocent that I just want to throw her down and sh…''
"Alright stop already.'' Ron said, swinging his heavy bag at Harry. "I've suffered enough.''
"What are you two talking about?'' Hermione said as she walked up to them with her arms folded and a stern McGonagall expression on her face. Harry and Ron both shared a nervous glance and Ron swallowed thinking up a topic of conversation, he didn't particularly want to tell Hermione that he had told Harry about what they did behind sealed doors. "Oh never mind, we're going to be late.'' Hermione snapped impatiently and hurried to the Transfiguration class, pulling Ron along behind her. Harry just followed silently laughing at his two best friends, winking at Ginny, as he glimpsed her quickly before McGonagall shut the door behind him.
Professor Hounding paced his office, staring repeatedly at the watch he wore on his wrist, 'five more minutes' he said quietly to himself he stepped in front of the small mirror and peered at his unfamiliar reflection. His hair was too short, it had never been this short before, and he missed it flopping down into his face, and the colour was all wrong, he hated the blonde colour, he much preferred it darker.
He felt his skin start to crawl and surely enough as he looked into the mirror, the tanned skin started to fade away into white, and his hair darkened and lengthened down to his shoulders, his dark brown eyes, sparkled happily from under the mop of jet black hair. He was back to his original self, he looked down at his body to check if everything was as it should be, his skin was the same colour as always, his flat and well defined stomach was present and his athletic build had returned.
Sirius had started purposely letting the potion wear off every hour just so that he could check that he would definitely return to his normal self. He sighed as he picked up a flask from his desk and took a swig out of it. The thick green liquid burned his throat as he swallowed it, and almost immediately he felt himself transform back into Professor Hounding. He sighed as he looked into the mirror at his blue eyes and blonde hair, and walked out of his office and down into the Great Hall for tea.
Harry and Ginny sat in the Great Hall eating their food, while Ron and Hermione had gone to the Library to do a potions essay. Harry would join them later, but he wanted to spend some time with Ginny, somehow the longer he knew Ginny the more he wanted to be with her, and the worse he felt if he didn't see her. He felt Ginny's hand slide up his thigh and he looked over to her smiling wickedly. He kissed her lightly on the lips, and looked into her sparkling emerald eyes.
"Shit.'' Harry cursed suddenly, breaking out of his thoughts about things that he was sure that Ron wouldn't want to know about. "I forgot to go and see Destiny. I have to go now.'' He said as he stood up quickly, almost knocking over his plate. "Sorry to leave you angel, what are you going to do?"
"Well I have a date with Draco Malfoy, so it's lucky your going. I didn't know how to get rid of you.'' Ginny said laughing at the appalled look on Harry's face.
"Well I thought you had better taste than that babe.'' Harry said.
"No, I have terrible taste.'' She said, looking Harry up and down disdainfully, smiling all the time. "Go babe, it'll be too late soon. I'll be fine I'll go and see Colin or something.'' Ginny urged.
"Ok. I love you.'' Harry called as he ran out of the Hall, blowing kisses to her as he went, ignoring the looks he was getting from the Slytherins and the laughter from the first years. Ginny just blushed and mouthed, 'I love you too' as he exited the Great Hall.
Harry jogged all the way to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, thinking that the sooner he got this over with, the sooner he could get back to Ginny. When he reached the large door to the classroom, he found it opened slightly and he heard voices coming from inside, one of them was unmistakeably Destiny's and the other, the other belonged to a man, a man with an Australian accent. Harry moved closer to the door, so that he could see inside the classroom.
The man, who Harry recognised as Professor Hounding had his hands on Destiny's waist and their foreheads were touching together. Destiny had her hands in the man's blonde hair stroking it.
"I prefer your hair long.'' She said softly to him. Harry cringed, they obviously met while Sirius was in Azkaban and he was trying to get Destiny back and by the look of things he was succeeding.
"So do I, I love it when you run your hands through my hair.'' He said huskily, his voice deep and full of raw emotion.
"I love you so much.'' Destiny said as she kissed the man, slowly and seductively moving her hands and placing them flat on the mans chest, as Harry had seen her do when she kissed Sirius. Professor Hounding pulled away from the kiss, and looked into Destiny's intense violet eyes and smiled.
"I love you too Dest.''
"That's it, I can't let you do this.'' Harry shouted as he burst into the classroom. "That's my godmother your feeling up, and she happens to be with my godfather so if you don't mind take your filthy hands off her.'' Harry snapped, staring into Professor Hounding's with a deep and intense hatred.
"Harry, please, you've got the wrong….'' Destiny tried but she was cut off by Harry's rants.
''And you, you should know better I thought you loved Sirius. I thought he meant everything to you, because I know you mean everything to him. I can't believe you would do this to him, while he's stuck back at Grimmauld Place, all alone you're here having an affair behind his back.''
"Harry please, let me explain.'' Destiny pleaded.
"No, I don't want to hear it. I think you'd be better off explaining to Sirius. Because I don't want to be the one to break his heart, but if you don't tell him about this, I'm going to have to.'' Harry yelled.
"Look Harry, there is a good explanation for this, just wait a few more minutes …'' Professor Hounding pleaded.
"I don't know what your on about, all I know is that I never want to talk to you ever again, it's bad enough I'll have to tolerate you in class. But if I find out that you have carried on seeing each other I will tell Sirius, and you don't want to get him mad, believe me.'' Harry said, then walked out of the classroom, his mind reeling he could have sworn that professor Hounding's eyes had started to darken in there, but he put it down to the ever fading light, and he thought nothing of it as he rushed to find Ron, Hermione and Ginny to tell them what he had discovered.
"That wasn't meant to happen.'' Professor Hounding said as his hair started to darken and grow longer.
"Great now he hates me.'' Destiny sighed. "He thinks I'm some dirty whore.''
"Look on the bright side Dest.'' Sirius, who was now fully back to normal said. "At least he defended me. He likes me.'' He ducked as Destiny threw a large book at him. He smiled as he saw Destiny's sullen face. "Come on love, once we tell him the truth he'll know you haven't cheated on me. It'll be fine.'' Sirius said softly as he walked over to Destiny and kissed her tenderly on the forehead.
"I suppose.'' She said as she cuddled into his chest. "Will you tell him soon though, I can't bear to have him hate me?''
''I'll tell him in the next Magical Maintenance lesson. I promise.'' Sirius answered as he hugged Destiny in closer to him.
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After Harry had fully explained to Ginny, Ron and Hermione what he had seen in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, they all sat in silence thinking. Ginny was curled up on the sofa in their bedroom, staring down to the floor and Ron was pacing in front of the fireplace.
"That…that…scarlet woman.'' Ron said, unable to think of a better word to describe Destiny. "I thought she loved Sirius, why would she do that to him, it just doesn't make sense.'' Ron said angrily.
"No it doesn't, it's obvious to everyone that Sirius is the only man for her, so why then is she having an affair with some random stranger.'' Hermione said thoughtfully.
"But it sounded to me as though they had known each other for a long time.'' Harry said, he didn't know what to think, his godmother, the woman that he liked very much was cheating on his godfather the man he had come to love as a father.
"I don't know what's happening there.'' Ginny said honestly. "Do you think we should tell Lupin about it?''
"Nah, he doesn't need to know. No-one does yet, but if I catch them again, I'm going straight to Sirius.'' Harry said grimly. He reached over and clasped Ginny's hand in his own. They stayed in Harry's room for a while until Ron and Hermione excused themselves and went through the corridor that linked their room with Harry and Ginny's.
They shut the door and sealed the room so that no hint of a sound could be heard from inside. Hermione had insisted on doing this ever since finding out that Harry and Ginny had heard their pet names for each other. So as Ron sealed the room, Hermione walked over to the bed and took of her heavy school robes, revealing a knee length black skirt and a crisp white shirt. She undid the top few buttons of the shirt, exposing her still slightly tanned skin, and slipped off her black shoes.
Ron, having finished sealing the room, turned around and saw Hermione release her hair from the clip she had been wearing all day, and watched as her soft brown curls fell over her shoulders, framing her angelic face. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her tightly, leaning over her to kiss her cheek. She melted into his body and placed her hands on top of his own. Then without warning Ron spun her around so that she was facing at him, he was looking at her with such passion and raw desire that she felt her breath catch in her throat, his breathing was rough and ragged. His bottomless cobalt eyes staring intensely into her chocolate brown eyes, pleading silently with her, his hands slipped themselves back around her waist pulling her in closer to his, she gasped with shock as she felt his hard erection pres into her. He leaned forward kissing her fervently, urgently pulling her even closer to him. She deepened the kiss, rubbing her breasts against his chest seductively, moaning softly as he slipped his hand underneath her white shirt and started caressing her breasts through the thin lace of her bra. She started thrusting her hips into his, hearing him growl longingly.
She moved her hands down from his red hair, sliding over the soft cotton of his shirt, down to the clasp of his belt, she unbuckled it quickly without even looking, never breaking the kiss. She undid the zip and slid his trousers down his legs, leaving his standing there in only his boxers, she broke the kiss momentarily as she looked down and smiled at him. He looked down, confused at what she found so funny, and looked back to her blushing sheepishly, he grinned.
"Like them?''
"Their interesting" Hermione answered, looking down once again at Ron's vivid orange boxers, emblazoned with the Chudley Canon's team logo.
He kissed her neck passionately, looking to mark her skin, to show people that she was taken, that she had someone who loved her. She felt him kissing her hard, and she moaned with pleasure, it contented her that he was so possessive of her it made her feel wanted. She felt his erect crotch digging into her once again, and she knew that he wanted this badly, but she couldn't go all the way, not now, not while she was so young. She placed her hands on his shoulders and once again started the long, slow trail down his body, opening his shirt and kissing every inch of flesh that she exposed on the way down. By the time she had fully opened the shirt, she was on her knees, she smiled to herself as she heard Ron's breathing become more laboured. Her hands were paused at the top of his orange boxers and she slowly but surely started slipping them down off him, further and further until they fell to his ankles.
She reached her hand up and stroked his erection gently, hearing him moan, and breath deeply. She gradually moved her lips closer and closer to his kissing the tip of his member lightly, running her tongue in a small circle around it. Ron moaned again, only this time louder, Hermione heard him whisper her name, and knew that she was bringing this pleasure to him. She started to suck lightly, harder and harder every time she heard him moan and call out her name, his moans were fast becoming shouts and cries of ecstasy as he finally went over the edge, ejaculating into Hermione's mouth.
She swallowed the hot liquid readily, tasting Ron in her mouth, knowing that now they were closer than they had ever possibly been before, she stood up off the floor and kissed Ron tenderly on his neck, as he wrapped his arms tightly around her, declaring his love for her, with bated breath.
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BETRAYAL
Lupin paced around his room, his meeting with Dumbledore that morning had finished rather abruptly and unexpectedly, upon the arrival of a large tawny owl, bearing a letter sealed with the Ministry stamp. There had been an attack last night, an attack on a Muggle village called Little Hangleton. A family of two parents and three children had been attacked, they were a Muggle family, and so the only possible reason for their attack was to be a bit of practise or fun for the Death Eaters. There had been frequent attacks on villagers all around Britain that hadn't been reported in the Daily Prophet, however this time it was different, the attack had been the same, five Muggles found without a scratch on them, but dead all the same. But what was different this time was that a Dark Mark had been conjured above the house. A giant skull with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue, a green mist lingered ominously around the edges casting looming, grotesque shadows all around.
A letter from Fudge informing Dumbledore of the attacks, before he saw it in the Daily Prophet interrupted the meeting about Lupins class. The news hardly shocked Lupin at all, he had been expecting the frequency of the attacks to increase, Voldemort was back and with full power. He had no reason to lay low. He was enforcing his power, renewing the terror that surrounded him in the last war.
That morning at breakfast, long after Lupin's early meeting with the Headmaster, the students were tucking into their breakfast heartily, chatting away happily, waiting for the imminent arrival of the post owls.
Hermione reached out to take her usual copy of the Daily Prophet from the brown owl that delivered it to her, and placed a bronze knut into its leather pouch. She unfolded the newspaper and let out an audible gasp as her quick, brown eyes scanned the front page. There in the centre of the page was a large picture of the Dark Mark, hovering threateningly over a destroyed building, that Hermione correctly guessed used to be someone's home.
Sharing the newspaper with Ron, who was sitting at her side, she quickly read through the article and once she had finished passed the newspaper over to Harry and Ginny, who read it rapidly.
"What's so special about that house?'' Harry asked perplexed. " Why send up the Dark Mark for that house and none of the others?''
"I don't know, it was a Muggle family.'' Hermione said equally as confused as Harry. "Maybe it's the start of his plan, maybe that was the first attack that he had actually ordered.''
"Yeah.'' Ron agreed. "What if all the other, unreported attacks were just carried out by Death Eaters for a bit of a laugh, and this was the first that Voldemort actually made them do."
"Makes sense.'' Ginny said sensibly as she folded up the copy of the Daily Prophet. "There's no other possible explanation is there.'' Her eyes were wide, and her skin pale, but she remained calm. Hogwarts was safe, for now. "Harry will you promise me something?'' Ginny asked nervously.
"Anything babe.'' Harry answered seriously, as he looked into her bright green eyes that matched his own perfectly. "You have to start up Occlumency again.''
"I will, but why?'' Harry asked. He of course would do it, if Ginny really wanted him to, but he didn't know why it was so important all of a sudden.
"Well Vol…Voldemort is getting stronger and I think he may start trying to get inside your head again.'' Ginny said quietly and nervously. "And we don't want him knowing what Dumbledore's doing.''
"What is he doing?'' Ron questioned.
"Oh, don't tell me you haven't noticed. How many members of the order work here now?" Ginny said, marvelling at her brother's stupidity.
"Well there's Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Golding, Hagrid and Lupin.'' Ron said checking off the members on her fingers.
"He's gathering more and more members here for protection." Harry said, finally understanding. "And if Voldemort finds out, he'll attack sooner, while the castle is at it's most vulnerable.''
"And we don't know who those two cloaked figures were at the Feast either.'' Hermione said, recalling the mysterious guests at the feast.
"I'll go and see Destiny later, after lessons.'' Harry promised as he got up from his seat and kissed Ginny goodbye on the cheek and waved to Hermione. He was closely flowed by Ron who didn't want to leave go of Hermione, it was only with a final shove from his sister did he get up from his eat and chase after Harry to their Magical Maintenance class for their second lesson in as many days.
"I'm so glad that you and Hermione managed to sort everything out.'' Harry said as he walked from Magical Maintenance to the Transfiguration classroom with Ron.
"Me too. I hate arguing with her.'' Ron replied as he craned his neck to see if he could spot Hermione making her way up the corridor. He looked down at Harry who hadn't responded and saw that he was being met with a sceptical look. "Well ok, maybe I like it sometimes but not when it's serious like that and she ends up crying.'' Ron admitted.
"So what type of arguing is acceptable?'' Harry asked sardonically.
"Well the type that makes her shout and get that look in her eyes, and the type that make her hair fall loosely around her face.'' Ron replied, not catching Harry's sarcastic tone, he looked at Harry again and saw that his best friend was laughing. "Stop it, it's not my fault it turns me on when she's all mad at me.''
"Really, it turns you on, when you have a fight?'' Harry asked, interested now.
"Yeah, I just feel like grabbing her and kissing her, picking her up and throwing her down on to the bed and kissing her everywh….''
"That's enough.'' Harry said, with a disgusted look on his face. "Please tell me you've only thought about doing that.''
"Well, I've only done it a couple of times.'' Ron answered sheepishly. "She didn't seem to mind.''
"Oh God, I can't believe I know that about you both. I won't be able to look at Hermione again, she's like a sister to me Ron.'' Harry said distastefully.
"God job she's not like a sister to me then isn't it?'' Ron said happily. "Oh and before you say anything, I don't want to hear anything about you about Ginny, ever.''
"I think I should tell you know, just to punish you.'' Harry said mischievously. "Well I could tell you what turns me on, that'd be fair I think.'' Ron groaned and covered his ears but it did nothing to drown out the sound of Harry's voice.
"It really turns me on when Ginny wears my shirts to bed, and when she bites her lip and smiles shyly after we have kissed, it makes her look so sweet and innocent that I just want to throw her down and sh…''
"Alright stop already.'' Ron said, swinging his heavy bag at Harry. "I've suffered enough.''
"What are you two talking about?'' Hermione said as she walked up to them with her arms folded and a stern McGonagall expression on her face. Harry and Ron both shared a nervous glance and Ron swallowed thinking up a topic of conversation, he didn't particularly want to tell Hermione that he had told Harry about what they did behind sealed doors. "Oh never mind, we're going to be late.'' Hermione snapped impatiently and hurried to the Transfiguration class, pulling Ron along behind her. Harry just followed silently laughing at his two best friends, winking at Ginny, as he glimpsed her quickly before McGonagall shut the door behind him.
Professor Hounding paced his office, staring repeatedly at the watch he wore on his wrist, 'five more minutes' he said quietly to himself he stepped in front of the small mirror and peered at his unfamiliar reflection. His hair was too short, it had never been this short before, and he missed it flopping down into his face, and the colour was all wrong, he hated the blonde colour, he much preferred it darker.
He felt his skin start to crawl and surely enough as he looked into the mirror, the tanned skin started to fade away into white, and his hair darkened and lengthened down to his shoulders, his dark brown eyes, sparkled happily from under the mop of jet black hair. He was back to his original self, he looked down at his body to check if everything was as it should be, his skin was the same colour as always, his flat and well defined stomach was present and his athletic build had returned.
Sirius had started purposely letting the potion wear off every hour just so that he could check that he would definitely return to his normal self. He sighed as he picked up a flask from his desk and took a swig out of it. The thick green liquid burned his throat as he swallowed it, and almost immediately he felt himself transform back into Professor Hounding. He sighed as he looked into the mirror at his blue eyes and blonde hair, and walked out of his office and down into the Great Hall for tea.
Harry and Ginny sat in the Great Hall eating their food, while Ron and Hermione had gone to the Library to do a potions essay. Harry would join them later, but he wanted to spend some time with Ginny, somehow the longer he knew Ginny the more he wanted to be with her, and the worse he felt if he didn't see her. He felt Ginny's hand slide up his thigh and he looked over to her smiling wickedly. He kissed her lightly on the lips, and looked into her sparkling emerald eyes.
"Shit.'' Harry cursed suddenly, breaking out of his thoughts about things that he was sure that Ron wouldn't want to know about. "I forgot to go and see Destiny. I have to go now.'' He said as he stood up quickly, almost knocking over his plate. "Sorry to leave you angel, what are you going to do?"
"Well I have a date with Draco Malfoy, so it's lucky your going. I didn't know how to get rid of you.'' Ginny said laughing at the appalled look on Harry's face.
"Well I thought you had better taste than that babe.'' Harry said.
"No, I have terrible taste.'' She said, looking Harry up and down disdainfully, smiling all the time. "Go babe, it'll be too late soon. I'll be fine I'll go and see Colin or something.'' Ginny urged.
"Ok. I love you.'' Harry called as he ran out of the Hall, blowing kisses to her as he went, ignoring the looks he was getting from the Slytherins and the laughter from the first years. Ginny just blushed and mouthed, 'I love you too' as he exited the Great Hall.
Harry jogged all the way to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, thinking that the sooner he got this over with, the sooner he could get back to Ginny. When he reached the large door to the classroom, he found it opened slightly and he heard voices coming from inside, one of them was unmistakeably Destiny's and the other, the other belonged to a man, a man with an Australian accent. Harry moved closer to the door, so that he could see inside the classroom.
The man, who Harry recognised as Professor Hounding had his hands on Destiny's waist and their foreheads were touching together. Destiny had her hands in the man's blonde hair stroking it.
"I prefer your hair long.'' She said softly to him. Harry cringed, they obviously met while Sirius was in Azkaban and he was trying to get Destiny back and by the look of things he was succeeding.
"So do I, I love it when you run your hands through my hair.'' He said huskily, his voice deep and full of raw emotion.
"I love you so much.'' Destiny said as she kissed the man, slowly and seductively moving her hands and placing them flat on the mans chest, as Harry had seen her do when she kissed Sirius. Professor Hounding pulled away from the kiss, and looked into Destiny's intense violet eyes and smiled.
"I love you too Dest.''
"That's it, I can't let you do this.'' Harry shouted as he burst into the classroom. "That's my godmother your feeling up, and she happens to be with my godfather so if you don't mind take your filthy hands off her.'' Harry snapped, staring into Professor Hounding's with a deep and intense hatred.
"Harry, please, you've got the wrong….'' Destiny tried but she was cut off by Harry's rants.
''And you, you should know better I thought you loved Sirius. I thought he meant everything to you, because I know you mean everything to him. I can't believe you would do this to him, while he's stuck back at Grimmauld Place, all alone you're here having an affair behind his back.''
"Harry please, let me explain.'' Destiny pleaded.
"No, I don't want to hear it. I think you'd be better off explaining to Sirius. Because I don't want to be the one to break his heart, but if you don't tell him about this, I'm going to have to.'' Harry yelled.
"Look Harry, there is a good explanation for this, just wait a few more minutes …'' Professor Hounding pleaded.
"I don't know what your on about, all I know is that I never want to talk to you ever again, it's bad enough I'll have to tolerate you in class. But if I find out that you have carried on seeing each other I will tell Sirius, and you don't want to get him mad, believe me.'' Harry said, then walked out of the classroom, his mind reeling he could have sworn that professor Hounding's eyes had started to darken in there, but he put it down to the ever fading light, and he thought nothing of it as he rushed to find Ron, Hermione and Ginny to tell them what he had discovered.
"That wasn't meant to happen.'' Professor Hounding said as his hair started to darken and grow longer.
"Great now he hates me.'' Destiny sighed. "He thinks I'm some dirty whore.''
"Look on the bright side Dest.'' Sirius, who was now fully back to normal said. "At least he defended me. He likes me.'' He ducked as Destiny threw a large book at him. He smiled as he saw Destiny's sullen face. "Come on love, once we tell him the truth he'll know you haven't cheated on me. It'll be fine.'' Sirius said softly as he walked over to Destiny and kissed her tenderly on the forehead.
"I suppose.'' She said as she cuddled into his chest. "Will you tell him soon though, I can't bear to have him hate me?''
''I'll tell him in the next Magical Maintenance lesson. I promise.'' Sirius answered as he hugged Destiny in closer to him.
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After Harry had fully explained to Ginny, Ron and Hermione what he had seen in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, they all sat in silence thinking. Ginny was curled up on the sofa in their bedroom, staring down to the floor and Ron was pacing in front of the fireplace.
"That…that…scarlet woman.'' Ron said, unable to think of a better word to describe Destiny. "I thought she loved Sirius, why would she do that to him, it just doesn't make sense.'' Ron said angrily.
"No it doesn't, it's obvious to everyone that Sirius is the only man for her, so why then is she having an affair with some random stranger.'' Hermione said thoughtfully.
"But it sounded to me as though they had known each other for a long time.'' Harry said, he didn't know what to think, his godmother, the woman that he liked very much was cheating on his godfather the man he had come to love as a father.
"I don't know what's happening there.'' Ginny said honestly. "Do you think we should tell Lupin about it?''
"Nah, he doesn't need to know. No-one does yet, but if I catch them again, I'm going straight to Sirius.'' Harry said grimly. He reached over and clasped Ginny's hand in his own. They stayed in Harry's room for a while until Ron and Hermione excused themselves and went through the corridor that linked their room with Harry and Ginny's.
They shut the door and sealed the room so that no hint of a sound could be heard from inside. Hermione had insisted on doing this ever since finding out that Harry and Ginny had heard their pet names for each other. So as Ron sealed the room, Hermione walked over to the bed and took of her heavy school robes, revealing a knee length black skirt and a crisp white shirt. She undid the top few buttons of the shirt, exposing her still slightly tanned skin, and slipped off her black shoes.
Ron, having finished sealing the room, turned around and saw Hermione release her hair from the clip she had been wearing all day, and watched as her soft brown curls fell over her shoulders, framing her angelic face. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her tightly, leaning over her to kiss her cheek. She melted into his body and placed her hands on top of his own. Then without warning Ron spun her around so that she was facing at him, he was looking at her with such passion and raw desire that she felt her breath catch in her throat, his breathing was rough and ragged. His bottomless cobalt eyes staring intensely into her chocolate brown eyes, pleading silently with her, his hands slipped themselves back around her waist pulling her in closer to his, she gasped with shock as she felt his hard erection pres into her. He leaned forward kissing her fervently, urgently pulling her even closer to him. She deepened the kiss, rubbing her breasts against his chest seductively, moaning softly as he slipped his hand underneath her white shirt and started caressing her breasts through the thin lace of her bra. She started thrusting her hips into his, hearing him growl longingly.
She moved her hands down from his red hair, sliding over the soft cotton of his shirt, down to the clasp of his belt, she unbuckled it quickly without even looking, never breaking the kiss. She undid the zip and slid his trousers down his legs, leaving his standing there in only his boxers, she broke the kiss momentarily as she looked down and smiled at him. He looked down, confused at what she found so funny, and looked back to her blushing sheepishly, he grinned.
"Like them?''
"Their interesting" Hermione answered, looking down once again at Ron's vivid orange boxers, emblazoned with the Chudley Canon's team logo.
He kissed her neck passionately, looking to mark her skin, to show people that she was taken, that she had someone who loved her. She felt him kissing her hard, and she moaned with pleasure, it contented her that he was so possessive of her it made her feel wanted. She felt his erect crotch digging into her once again, and she knew that he wanted this badly, but she couldn't go all the way, not now, not while she was so young. She placed her hands on his shoulders and once again started the long, slow trail down his body, opening his shirt and kissing every inch of flesh that she exposed on the way down. By the time she had fully opened the shirt, she was on her knees, she smiled to herself as she heard Ron's breathing become more laboured. Her hands were paused at the top of his orange boxers and she slowly but surely started slipping them down off him, further and further until they fell to his ankles.
She reached her hand up and stroked his erection gently, hearing him moan, and breath deeply. She gradually moved her lips closer and closer to his kissing the tip of his member lightly, running her tongue in a small circle around it. Ron moaned again, only this time louder, Hermione heard him whisper her name, and knew that she was bringing this pleasure to him. She started to suck lightly, harder and harder every time she heard him moan and call out her name, his moans were fast becoming shouts and cries of ecstasy as he finally went over the edge, ejaculating into Hermione's mouth.
She swallowed the hot liquid readily, tasting Ron in her mouth, knowing that now they were closer than they had ever possibly been before, she stood up off the floor and kissed Ron tenderly on his neck, as he wrapped his arms tightly around her, declaring his love for her, with bated breath.
(A.N - A little something for all you R/Hr fans out there, and God knows there are a lot of you. Hope I did it ok, I'm not much good at the sexual scenes but I think that was ok. Let me know if you think otherwise. Thanks a million for your reviews on the last chapter, and all the chapters before that. Luv you all loads, and I'll love you even more if you leave me loads of lovely reviews for this chapter!! (Hint Hint)
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