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Chapter eleven: the dark mark

'I just can't stand their stupidity!' cried Pola. She was sitting on her bed, Remus beside her, trying gently to unbutton her shirt.

'baby, not now' Lupin whispered hotly into her neck, kissing it desperately. Pola was all he wanted. Relaxed, she looked so happy and peaceful, like a child and a woman. His yearn for her was bigger every single minute and the gentle touch of her skin made him almost lose his senses.

'So when' she smiled and stroke his hair while he was hiding his face between her breaths, full and hard, taking off her bra. 'We're always busy, we're always working, we're...'

'Always in love' he muttered and closed her lips with his passionate kiss.

'They're just perfect for each other, don't you think' she began once again and Remus, disappointed or rather amused, began to kiss her naked belly. 'When they decided to re-make my beta-reader, they were laughing like kids and were having fun. Together! That's so amazing and they still refuse to be together. Oh, I wish they had kissed or something. They understand each other without words.'

'I understand you without words' he smiled looking at her hardened nipples and faster breath. 'And I think you should stop talking and start making love.

She gave him her caring smile and continued talking. Remus was desperate, he felt his arousal and wanted Pola to feel it too. He wanted to give her pleasure but needed her attention and cooperation. He caught her hands, so that she couldn't push him away, lay on the top of her and kissed her, passionately and a little bit angry. She moaned, and he smiled somewhere inside. His tongue was pressing hers, and as soon as she became aware of what was happening, she joined consciously and he had to moan. Her lips were burning, still covered with his. He let go her hands and the mentioned hands began to undress him. When her trembling hands touched his naked chest he felt like he was going to explode. He broke the kiss: she was lying on the bed breathing badly and watching him with such intense that he had to swallow. She bit her lip and ran her index finger on his naked, hairy abdomen. He felt growing pleasure once again and understood that he had to take her there and now. He muttered something that could have meant "stop playing with me", and undid her trousers. He wasn't sure what to do: kiss her, take her, give pleasure to her, undress himself and slowly make love? He ran his hand on the inner side of her thigh and closed his eyes when his hand reached her most intimate parts, wet and ready. He couldn't wait any longer.

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Jill and Sirius were sitting in the kitchen. Alone. Kreacher was sneaking somewhere in the house and the other Order members were gone in their houses, businesses. Kids were in the school.

Jill visited rarely but her drop-ins brought wonderful change I his routine. He smiled at the thought how fantastic it was to change the beta- reader into professional spying device. They had fun. They worked in trance and needed completely nobody. Sirius was wondering how it was possible, that he, the most social animal he used to know, wanted so madly to spend every single hour just with one person. Jill wasn't so shocked, because she never liked being with many people. One man was the best solution.

Of course they hadn't spoke about that.

Now they were sitting, ignoring one another, or rather trying to ignore. They hadn't spoke about the quarrel with Molly since the argument and, even Jill occasionally dropped in, they didn't talk much, even about the weather. And they both realised that the silence between them was becoming more and more uncomfortable and the atmosphere in the kitchen was dense.

Jill moved shyly on the chair and gazed with a strange grimace on her face.

'I'll go, Sirius. You must be tired' she said and avoided his eyes: she knew he couldn't have been tired, that she was the one who worked whole week, but she couldn't resist. She waited for the answer.

'Yeah, Coleman' he mocked, he was back! 'Deadly exhausted. I'm so exhausted of living alone and doing nothing that I can't find a piece of strength to talk to someone!!!'

'hey, I know that. I just thought I should go...' she stood up and he did the same so quickly that his chair almost fell. He was staring at her intensively.

'And wanted to do this tactful. Thank you' he laughed bitterly. After a pause he added. 'You could just say you were tired. You can sleep here. It's a big house.'

'No, I think...' she wanted to say, but he was so close now: so lonely and desperate to have a company (she couldn't see that he wanted her company; Jill just couldn't believe it was true).

'Stay with me' and be with me, he wanted to add. Love me, hold me, be my whole life. I can't stand it without you.

That was what he thought but he couldn't find courage, not yet, to tell it all to her. What if she didn't feel the same?

What if he didn't feel the same? What if he wanted just and only someone to talk to during long autumn nights. What if the love and desire she felt everyday, wasn't to be returned??

He was watching her with such an intensive desire (could it be, she thought, the desire she felt??). She knew she would have kissed him if she hadn't been so confused and scared to admit her love. And he didn't move towards her, not a single step more. She resigned and sat down, whispering "OK".

The moment was gone, felt Sirius and also sat down. He felt his heart was beating madly, as never before, and he was unusually hot. He gazed at Jill once again. She was sitting like a polite child, she looked so beautiful and her red cheeks (why?, he wondered, it wasn't hot in the room, maybe she was excited too???)

'You know' began Jill who wanted no more such irritating moments. She felt embarrassed with him. Embarrassed of a thought that the most accurate thing to do was to kiss him. 'I'm being tired. The work for Order...'

She waited. He was watching her with wonderful interest and didn't want to interrupt. Jill took a deep breath and continued to talk, like in trance. She wanted to fill the stupid atmosphere and the unfinished situation.

'I thought it would be fun, you know, being with people, using my abilities and skills to help people. It would be nice to be useful, once in life. But all I get here is being asked for solutions, which are not followed. It's worse than fighting with the windmills, ya know. It's like... I mean when they captured Sturgis it was because he was alone there and he shouldn't. If I knew they want to disobey the rules we made up for our safety and for the safety of the matter. Do they want to win it??? You know I'm rarely tired when I work, but I'm tired of people...'

'Are you tired of me?' he asked calmly and covered her small, pale hand with his. She felt his gaze and lifted her head. When they eyes met, she shivered inside and felt her blood boiled. She couldn't have known he felt the same and the sight of her trusting, gentle eyes almost melted him. He understood he was hopelessly in love with her. But how the hell could he tell her that? He was never good at it. Seducing? Why not. But showing the truest love?? Sirius felt lost.

Jill didn't move her hand, gloating upon his touch. She bit her lip. Why was he doing this? Was that only his play, was he treating her like one of the girls he knew before?

'Of course not...' she whispered and wondered how long is it possible to survive without breathing. She knew that if she took a deep breath she would sigh, long and loud, and she wouldn't be able to hide her feelings.

'That's good' he said only and kept watching her. None of them moved. None of them wanted to break the nearness and they both were afraid of telling the truth.

'Unless you're tired of me..' she tried to laugh but it was only a far cry form their usual bicker.

'I'm not tired of you...' he said and the sound of his voice finally hit her. She loved being with him so much, that nothing, completely nothing mattered. And she discovered one more thing about herself that evening. When she was younger, she would just shag a guy she liked. She would have probably spent a night with Sirius the many years ago, if he had been able to be there. She used to have no problems with sexually connected affairs. Now, though she was sure there were no men who would be more attractive to her than Sirius, she was oddly ashamed of such thoughts. Of treating him like a sexual object. She smiled slightly, for she knew she loved him.

'That's good' she answered.

'That's good' he said and was slowly, sensitively leaning towards her. He was clutching hr hands firmly, pulling her gently towards him.

'That's good' she whispered where their faces were only inches apart. His breath was so hot and his eyes were gleaming strangely (was it... love?). Jill was trembling and was closing her eyes, waiting for his lips when they heard a loud "CRACK" followed by a sound of falling chair and Tonks apparated

'I'm dead tired!!!' she gasped.

Jill and Sirius jumped away from one another, both blushing and breathing badly. Tonks was too tired to realise she just prevented the most awaited kiss.

'I'll go now' said Jill, a little too fast. 'Nice hair, Tonks.'

'Jill, wait' Sirius grabbed her hand, but he couldn't say or do anything more.

'Bye, guys. Sleep well.' She left.

'If only I could get a sleep after that' he complained, sighed and fed Tonks.

Sirius really couldn't sleep. After the wonderful moment, every time he closed his eyes, he saw Jill's beautiful eyes closing for him, her lips, slowly opening. He could imagine the kiss, and everything that followed, from their first night, to the time when they would take care of their grandkids. He had so much to tell her. He wanted so madly to see love in her eyes again. And again. And again.

One morning he made a decision. He got up and the easy solution enlightened him suddenly: he should talk to her.

During the day he had to be at the headquarters but in the evening he could pay a visit to Jill at her house. He would apparate so none would see. He could apparate there and tell her what he thinks and feels. He was so, so happy. He was singing during the whole day. He felt like a teenager on his first date. Well, it was their first date though Jill wasn't informed.

He decided to wear casual clothes, but cut his hair a little bit and tried to shave his neglected face. He cleaned his teeth, polished the shoes, breath few times and off he went.

He was surprised by the bad and awful stormy weather that was outside Jill's house. It was raining, though in London was a sunny day. The wind was blowing and Sirius could see lightings on the sky. He could see something else, too, but, he just couldn't believe. He ran like a drunken man towards the house and noticed that the bushes in the garden were burning. The house was all opened, there was light in every single room and the windows were open, too. But what scared him to death was a shining sign above the house. A dark mark.

AN!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA No, it's terrible. I've just claimed I'm not a murderer and what? Maybe I am... I just didn't realise it earlier.

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