WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER. You have read this far, so I don't know why I have to warn you again, but oh well. Just keep that in mind.

Chapter Nine

Treasure couldn't move.

"Are you scared," he asked.

"N-no."

"Well, you certainly have an odd way of showing it."

Phoenix's hand slipped through the open area in the robes and found its way up her uniform shirt. Before his hand crawled up to reach her breasts, Treasure found the will to move. She pushed Phoenix to the ground and started to back away.

"My daddy is going to find out about this," she exclaimed, "Don't you think I won't tell him."

A wolf-like grin spread over his features, "I am not scared of your father. If I were scared of your father, I would have run out of the Great Hall the moment I saw him sitting at the Head Table this morning."

"I thought you liked Chris. Isn't that why you asked her to be your partner in Potions?"

"No, I just wanted to talk to her about her skills as Seeker. No more, no less."

It seemed that talking was the only thing that would keep the now standing Phoenix from acting on his lust, and Treasure was running out of questions. She was now determined to resort to anything to keep him from getting his hand up her shirt (or somewhere else) again.

"Phoenix---"

"I love when you say my name like that."

Treasure sighed and Phoenix stepped closer. He was determined to minimize the space between them as much as possible. Phoenix placed his lips on the right side of her neck and she leaned the opposite way. She closed her eyes gently and felt his strong arms wrap around her small waist. His hands didn't roam as they did before. Treasure felt comfortable in his embrace. Interestingly enough, it did seem as though he had been able to read her actions and he knew exactly what to do to help her relax. She was in a trance. She was unable to think for herself for Phoenix possessed a kind of magic that couldn't be taught.

Phoenix caressed Treasure's cheek and, slowly, moved closer towards her until his lips touched her's. Not knowing how to stop it and not knowing how else to react, Treasure kissed him back. She had never felt a man's touch like this before and found that she liked it more than she could say. It was absolutely mind-boggling.

The kiss ended and Phoenix looked straight into Treasure's eyes, "Would you like to meet me in my room, lets say, about nine?"

Treasure nodded, licking her lips. He smiled and swept out of the room. She leaned against one of the wooden railings.

I can't believe I just did that, Treasure thought to herself, Daddy would kill me if he ever found out. However, he won't. There is no way he would because, erm…I am going to use a contraceptive potion. I have a little over two hours…I can get the potion done in no time!

Treasure practically ran out of the Owlery, down the hall and straight into Argus Filch. Scared out of her wits, she ran by him, hoping that he didn't realize who she was and into the dungeons. Once she reached the door of the Potions classroom, she slowed down. Quietly, she opened the door and peered inside. No one was there. She checked her father's office – no one was there either.

"Good," she said to herself.

She opened the cabinet behind her father's desk. It was his secret stash – ingredients for potions that were illegal for students' use. One had to have a potion-making license for some of these. Finally, she found the ingredients she would need.

With a charm, she locked the door and lit a fire under one of the cauldrons. With her father's potion book lying open on a nearby table, she worked, measuring and adding ingredients like a Muggle child in chemistry. Finally, after nearly an hour of working, she said an incantation and there was a loud pop. Treasure looked inside the cauldron and pulled out a single, capped vial.

"Wicked," she whispered.

Quickly, she put everything back and slipped the vial in her robe pocket. She got to her room without any trouble and sat on her bed.

"I don't know if I can do this," Treasure whispered as she held the smooth, glass vial in her hand filled with the pink liquid she had concocted.

"You don't know if you can do what," Chris asked as she walked into the room.

"Nothing," Treasure replied and she stuffed the vial in her pocket.

"Okay," Chris replied as though she really didn't believe her friend, "Your mum was worried because you weren't at dinner tonight. She would like to see you at home."

"I don't have time. I have to finish my Transfiguration homework. You know how important this is."

"Hey, you don't have to explain it to me," Chris said, "Why don't you come down to the common room and we can do it together."

Treasure nodded and gathered her Transfiguration materials. Chris and Treasure walked down to the common room and dropped their books on a table. Before sitting down, Treasure looked around. She spotted Phoenix sitting in the same chair that he was at three this morning and in the same position. He was thinking – that was obvious. Treasure and Chris opened their Transfiguration texts and began to work. In fact, all twelve people who were in the running for spots on the Quidditch team were in the common room, preoccupying themselves with homework, wizard chess, exploding snap or just chatting. As the minute hand on the grandfather clock in the corner of the room moved around the face of the clock, tensions in the room ran higher and eyes continued to look up at Phoenix, who personally looked as though he was enjoying teasing them. Treasure, however, was avoiding looking at Phoenix and was staying busy.

The grandfather clock struck once…twice…thrice, but Phoenix had yet to budge. Twelve pairs of eyes were on him. It was only when the ninth ring echoed and faded that Phoenix stood up. He could feel the eyes burning into him – it was like the whole room, except for Phoenix, was standing still. Phoenix reached the board, put the list up there and stepped away. After several moments of tension, Chris was the first one to stand and walked up there. All eyes were now following her. For a moment, she stood there, studying the list. Suddenly, she yelped.

"Yes! I got it!"

The room burst into applause, including the other person who wanted Seeker. Chris ran up to Treasure and hugged her best friend. Then, Annie, the one who was in the finals against Chris, tapped her on the shoulder.

"Congratulations, Christina," Annie said, "This year is your year and, hopefully, next year will be mine. I can't wait to see you win us the cup."

Chris' face lit even brighter at the mention of winning the cup, "Thanks a lot, Annie. I wish you luck for next year."

Treasure was the last person to walk up to the board. Even though she already knew the outcome, she wanted to check anyway. There, under Beater, was her name: Treasure R. Snape.

"Keep up the good work," Phoenix purred in her ear, "I am privileged to have you as my new partner."

Treasure watched his hand as it landed on her waist.

"Thank you," she replied in nearly a whisper, "I am looking forward to working with you this season."

Out of the corner of her eye, Treasure could see Chris coming towards them. She jumped away from Phoenix and smiled at her best friend.

"Christina," Phoenix exclaimed, which caused Chris to fluster a bit, "I would like to personally congratulate you on your wonderful runs this morning, despite the early hour. You really showed me how much you want this team to win and I am glad to have you as the key to the team."

"Thank you," Phoenix," Chris said proudly.

"So, Treasure, give me ten minutes to straighten my room up, then we will get straight to those Beater tactics, all right," Phoenix asked innocently.

"Yeah," Treasure replied, "I will be there."

Phoenix winked bye to the girls and both of them almost died, for their own reasons, obviously.

"Wow," Chris exclaimed, "You are getting to go up to his room!"

"It's for business – and its no big deal. If you like him so much, why don't you ask him out?"

"I am afraid that he will reject me."

"Oh, come on, you are beautiful. He would be an idiot to reject you. Look at me – I have never had a boyfriend. No boy will even look at me," Treasure told her.

"Treasure, you know that's not your fault. Any guy would die to go out with you. The only reason they don't is because they are afraid that your father would poison them if they did."

"Look, Phoenix is waiting for me – you know how he is about dedication," Treasure laughed, "I'll see you in the morning."

"Morning? How long will this take you?"

"A dedicated team captain works his players hard," Treasure called back as she made her way to the boys' dorms, "Good night, Chris!"

Treasure didn't hear Chris' reply as she walked down the hall. She reached the last door on the right side of the hall and knocked on it.

"Treasure," a voice from inside asked.

"Treasure slipped her hand in her pocket and grabbed the vial inside, "Yes."

"Come in."

She turned the knob and entered. The room looked just like her's except it had guys' stuff everywhere. Phoenix was sitting on the edge of his bed and smiled at Treasure when she walked in and closed the door behind her. He stood and walked toward her as though he was on the prowl.

"You are – very graceful on your feet," Treasure said, raising her eyebrows.

"If you think my feet are graceful, just wait until you see my hands."

Phoenix put his hands on her waist and pulled her against him.

"Phoenix, we have to talk about this."

Treasure took her hands and placed them over his. She put his hands back at his side and smiled up at him.

He grinned, "Yes, I know. I was going to talk to you. I would like you to be my girlfriend. Believe it or not, my flirting with you is not entirely I trying to get laid."

"Entirely," she asked with a smirk.

"That's right. I want to get to know you and I would like to show you what it is like for a man to hold and care about you the way that I can."

"Aren't you afraid that my dad may poison you for this?"

Phoenix shook his head, "Like I said – I am not scared of your father and, just to prove it, after dinner, I asked him if he would allow me to ask you to be my girlfriend."

"Are you mad?"

"No, in love. However, love makes us do crazy things. I am sure that Professor Snape couldn't poison me for trying."

Treasure laughed, "What did he say?"

"Well, I asked him, 'Professor Snape, I wanted to know if I could have your daughter, with all of my best intentions intact, as my girlfriend.' He looked as though he were going to explode, but I, being the man that I am, stood my ground."

"You are totally full of yourself, aren't you?"

"Only if you like me that way. Anyways, he cleared his throat, looked at me straight in the eye and said, "Aren't you afraid I am going to poison you like every other sane boy in this school? Don't you know any better?' and I replied, 'No, sir, I am not scared of you and, no, sir, I only know that I believe that I am in love with Treasure and I would like to show her that.' As he looked me in the eye, I stared back as though he were a hippogriff. Finally, he sat back, and for the first time, I saw him smile. He grumbled, 'Better you than that Ravenclaw Head Boy.' 'Is that a yes,' I asked. 'Yes that is a yes! Now leave before I do poison you,' he exclaimed. Then, I left."

Treasure laughed, "Oh my fucking gods, I can't believe you had the nerve to stand up to my father like that! In addition, he said yes! He seems to like you. It would be a shame for me to decline your offer."

"Then don't."

"I wont."

Treasure wrapped her arms around Phoenix's neck and they kissed. Phoenix pulled his robe off of him and began untying Treasure's.

"Wait," she exclaimed and pulled the vial out of her pocket, uncapped it and drank its contents; she threw the vial lazily behind her and it shattered on the hard floor, "Now I am ready for you to go down on me."

Phoenix raised his eyebrows, "Yes, ma'am."

Phoenix finished with Treasure's robe and it fell to a puddle on the floor behind her. She smiled up at him and, slowly, she helped him undress. She became more and more aroused as more and more layers of clothes fell off of him. Their clothes got mixed up as the random pieces were thrown in abandoned and often lost parts of the room. Once they were both bare naked, Phoenix looked at his treasure. He ran his hands down her sides – he realized that he never wanted a woman like this ever before. His long fingers traced her abdomen, and up, around her breasts. She shivered at his touch and he cupped her hardening chest in his hands. As he kissed Treasure hungrily on the lips, guided her to the bed and pushed her down onto it.

Treasure's hand began at Phoenix's smooth, rock-solid chest and slid down his front until it reached his groin. Blindly, she wrapped her hand around his shaft, measuring it. However, it was impossible because with every second it grew thicker and harder. All Treasure could do was smile. Phoenix kissed her down her chest, between her breasts and over her smooth, firm abs until he reached her crotch. He ran his tongue into it and all he could taste was her wetness. Treasure squirmed a bit.

"What's the matter," he asked.

"It tickles."

He laughed and stuck two fingers into her wetness. She squealed with delight as he went in and out of her, feeling her get even wetter with each thrust.

"Are you ready to take all of me, Treasure," he asked in a silky voice.

Treasure was silent, but nodded in response. Phoenix's cock soon replaced his fingers and Treasure dew in a sharp breath from the sudden intrusion. He pushed, inch by inch.

"Come on…all of me…"

"I am trying," Treasure whispered.

"Don't try anything. Relax, mon chere, you are tight as a fist!"

Treasure took a deep breath and tried to relax everything. Phoenix helped this along by licking one of her nipples and running his hand through her hair. That definitely relaxed her and Phoenix slid in with no problems. Treasure smiled. She could feel his manhood against the walls of her.

"Is this alright," he asked, "Are you doing okay?"

"Phoenix stop caring so much and just fuck me!"

"Well, if that is how you want it…"

Phoenix pressed his lips against her's and began pumping in and out of her. Treasure closed her eyes ran her hands along his body. She could feel his warm breath as it brushed against her cheek. As he went faster, she began gasping and she wrapped her legs around his hips. He was now lifting the bottom half of her off of the bed and kissing her wherever he could get his lips on. Treasure didn't know what to do – she couldn't think of what to do. She felt him and took him all in. Treasure wrapped her arms around Phoenix's neck and rubbed her hands around his back and found that beads of perspiration were rising up out of Phoenix's pores and, surprisingly felt sweat dripping from her as well. A sweet sensation was boiling inside of her. It grew stronger and stronger, like Phoenix's thrusts. Phoenix pumped harder and faster and small whimpers escaped Treasure. The feeling Treasure had inside of her was also inside of Phoenix. It grew and grew until the point where it exploded. They reached climax.

"Phoenix," she called.

"Treasure," he growled.

Phoenix pulled out and collapsed beside of her.

"Granger, don't you dare."

The wispy image of the Death Eater side of Hermione spun and snickered, "Finally dead, are you? It seems as though you are as much a nuisance to me dead as you were alive."

"Ah, so our feelings are mutual."

"I always knew you had a cocky side to you, Albus, I just didn't think you had the balls to show it."

"Not in front of the man who cared for you," Dumbledore explained, "He loved both sides of you and was willing to help you both – and he did. Look who got booted – the third wheel."

Two silvery wisps were floating in the middle of the back courtyard of Hogwarts – one, the spirit of Albus Dumbledore, and the other, the memory of Hermione's Death Eater side.

"What are you doing here, Albus?"

"I know what is going on and I know what you are about to do---"

"Oh, do you ever stop 'knowing'," Granger asked, "Yes, Treasure's virginity is about to leave her. This is the only chance I have to fly in there and get my revenge. Though, how on earth are you going to stop me," Granger snickered and Albus sighed, "Yes, I figured just as much. For once, knowing isn't enough, now is it?"

"You are making a big mistake."

Granger broke into shrill laughter, "This is so fun, watching the 'greatest sorcerer in the world' beg on his knees! Dear, dear, he has resorted to lying, too. I am not making any mistake. I was killed once – this is the only way I have to live again."

"This could also kill her – your daughter. Do you have any compassion? Any love?"

"Once again, you are wrong, Dumbly. She is not my daughter – she is the bastard child of her," Granger spat the last word, referring to Hermione, "The only reason I didn't kill the child when I had the chance was because she promised me she would abandon it the moment it was born – she promised so I would kill neither her nor the baby. Then it had to be his of all people's…" Her voice slowly tapered away in the darkness, then she spoke up, "The only love I have is for myself and my needs. I am not going to have some deceased know-it-all tell me what is right and what is wrong."

"What if you can't get in her? What if she is protected?"

"Protected by what? Don't tell me I have to deal with some 'famous Harry Potter' stunt all over again. Once was fucking enough."

"Think about what you are doing for a minute," Albus commanded.

"I have thought about it and my mind is made up! Now, if you will excuse me, I have a body to possess."

Granger sailed away and Albus cursed under his breath. As a ghost, he had no powers and could not stop her by force. Granger made herself invisible as she floated through walls and floors, making her way into the dungeons. Finally, she reached the room where Phoenix and Treasure were fucking.

Good, Granger thought, it's only a matter of time now until she screams.

She floated inside the canopy and took her position over Treasure, ready to enter her when the walls went down and Treasure reached her climax.

"Phoenix," Granger heard Treasure yell and that is all that she needed.

Granger swooped down and possessed Treasure. Red filled her eyes, but in a flash, it was gone.

"This is going to be fun," was the last thing Treasure whispered before she fell asleep. ~+~