A/N- Thanks sooo much for the reviews, I'm glad I have a fan, I'm sorry these last couple chapters have been so short, but rest assured- my muse has returned. Why at 12:31 in the morning?- we will never know the answer. Ok, 0Oo. (SQUEE!!!) RT/SB stuff, I will not reveal my brilliance but oh YAY! I got my muse back (my muse, should you ever ask, is a tiny black winged angel by the name of Azavara, where I hence get my name, she is my creation, she is real, she is mine!! I don't share…please give more reviews, I really enjoy reading them and I'd love to hear more.

Disclaimer- Not mine, though I grudgingly admit that, it's just a completely great story that everyone loves…Raven is mine, she's my baby and I'm so proud of her.

-Chapter Six: Strange Bedfellows-

Raven stepped out of Sirius Black's bedroom fireplace and into his arms, just shortly after her husband had left the vicinity. His lips found hers and they spun together in blissful peace, unaware that Remus Lupin knew what was going on, unaware that Albus Dumbledore was downstairs in the midst of a razzing game of Snap with Nymphadora Tonks; uncaring, that if found out, their treachery would warrant severe wrath from Raven's extremely possessive husband.

Raven pulled back, slightly frazzled, her claret eyes flashing with blatant lust and her bruised lips curving into a smile, she asked him softly: "Miss me?" he responded with a kiss, his lips crashing down on hers in a whirlwind of desire, when he chose to respond, his voice was satisfyingly husky. "Merlin, yes! Woman divorce him, I don't like sharing and I'm loathe to admit my confusion on why you continue to stay."

She motioned to her bulging belly, "This, for starters. I can't leave him when I'm like this and everyone thinks it's his." he nuzzled her neck, murmuring something unintelligible into her ear, he nibbled softly, "Is it his?" she gasped as his hand found a breast beneath her robes and began massaging it, hardening the already taut nipple, "What sort of red woman do you think I am? Having my own husband's child…" she let the sentence trail off as his tongue began tracing circles around her ear. "My Raven, I think I know exactly what sort of woman you are."

"Do you?" she whispered, her voice almost consumed with desire.

"Yes," he nipped a path down her neck, sucking on the wounds and leaving his signature love bites, "you're a woman that despises her husband but loves the thrill his evil ways bring, you're a woman who is bound to her word, but never bows to it, you are a woman," he sucked her lower lip into his mouth and chewed lightly, causing Raven to let out a whimper of desire, "that loves one man and is bound forever to another…" he stopped, lifting her gazed to his, Raven felt a tremor of remorse roll up her spine.

His eyes were so full of sadness. In her life as a Spy, she had never felt sadness, anger?- yes. Hate?- yeah. Love?- there was a first time for everything, but sadness was left to those more privy to emotion. Now that she was free of The Agency…her emotions were beginning to surface, and Sirius had been the one to help her sort out the first tidal wave.

She was bearing his child and no one knew the better, once it was born it would be hard to tell who the father was, Sirius and Serverus did hold a resemblance…no matter how vague, and besides…Serverus had decided a month ago that she hated men, why else would she fight him.

That Raven could answer with all honesty. They were too much a like, he was a Spy, she had been a Spy, he wanted freedom, the very thought of freedom had disgusted her at first, but if Sirius was there to hold freedom with her, who would be the wiser? Why had she chosen the name Snape? Why not Black, or Lestrange? Why hadn't she met Sirius years ago? He could've saved her from a life of intrigue.

She moaned as Sirius buried his face into the nape of her neck, his lips, teeth and mouth sucking, biting and groping at her. He lifted her and in two swift movements, carried her to the bed. Laying her on the cotton sheets, he lowered himself to her, his black eyes dancing with laughter, something that only happened when she made love with him, never with Serverus… well, then again, she and Serverus had never made love, what they did could only be labeled as fucking. He undressed her with care, kissing every inch of skin he exposed, his lips trailing along her growing abdomen. She knew what he wanted and gave herself to him, it wasn't a surrender, it was never a surrender with him, there was never a battle, it was a give and receive.

He towered above her for a few moments before entering her, trying to fluctuate his weight and make sure no discomfort was brought to her, or any harm done to his child.

After just a few hours, Raven had to leave, if she was gone any longer, someone would become suspicious and seek her out…she kissed Sirius goodbye and disappeared in a flash of flame.

Serverus was waiting for her on the other end.

"Raven, wife, you missed three classes today that I was obligated to take charge of. I will ask once, and only once: where were you?"

Raven's mind froze, "I…I…The Agency found me, I reported, and then I resigned…" she let out quick breath of relief.

please, please let him believe that! her mind pleaded.

He eyed her distrustfully for a few moments…"For the next few months I believe you should stay in bed, by the looks of you, we're in for twins."

A/N- Well? Sorry, another short chapter, I got tired seeing as it is now 1:30...I'm to bed! Love you.