DOUBLE TROUBLE

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

Elizabeth sank into her chair in the office, her eyes closed in mock- ecstasy as she wriggled down into the soft leather. A stack of Fourth Year essays adorned the large oak desk, but she ignored them for the moment, brushing her auburn hair out of her wind-burnt face, a blissful smile stretching across her pixie features.

Her hand slipped down to the slight bump that was her stomach, caressing it through the gentle fabric as a tiny flutter began under her careful ministrations. A month had gone by since she had found out about her pregnancy, and it was all still so fresh and keen to her.

"Don't you look a sight from heaven?" A masculine voice interrupted her self-imposed euphoric state. The redhead sauntered casually into the office, his smile becoming a little softer as he watched her fingers dance nimbly across her slightly swollen stomach.

Her smile broadened as she held her hand out to him. "C'mere for a minute." She saw the hesitation in his eyes, knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that he reckoned he'd be too rough and manage to injure not only her but the infant. "It's fine. . .I'm not a china doll."

Charlie grinned roguishly. "If you were, we wouldn't be in this. . .predicament."

Elizabeth stiffened. "And what predicament is that kind sir?" Her voice was a fraction cooler than normal, but Charlie winced anyway.

"Well. . ." He paused thoughtfully, tapping his chin. "I wouldn't be here, talking to the woman I love, and she wouldn't be carrying my baby, which means my life wouldn't be worth living and in essence I would be dead for about how much happiness would be in my life."

She raised a brow. "That didn't make any sense, but. . ." She smiled softly. "I said c'mere, and I meant now."

"Don't get all bossy." His voice turned husky. "You know what that does to me."

"Oh, do I?"

"Yes." His voice dropped to a whisper as he knelt next to her, his blue eyes staring up into her hazel one's, burning brightly. "I believe we've had this discussion many many times."

Elizabeth grinned. "But honestly, be serious." She snatched his hand before he could utter the horrid cliché Sirius liked to use at the turn of the phrase, placing it upon her bump gently. "Do you. . .feel it?"

Charlie allowed his hand to rest there a moment, "No, I don't."

Elizabeth made a face, then lifted the hem of her oxford shirt so that her slight little bulge showed, and she placed his hand upon her bare skin. "Now?"

He waited another moment, and then he felt it! His grin grew into a wide, dreamy smile, his happiness almost palpable as a tiny fluttering tickled across his hand. "Yes." His voice came out a strangled, if awed whisper.

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Raya uncrossed her legs, then re-crossed them, for the millionth time snatching a look at Remus as he graded exams. She chewed on her lower lip, debating if she should actually go through with her big 'Plan' of seduction.

The full moon was in another night, which meant he was extremely pale, but it also meant something else. His lust hadn't been quenched with the last full moon, and even as the nocturnal light waned and his lust grew weak he still had this strange sexual appeal to her.

He had apologized most profusely about his behavior the past month, but Raya felt as if she wanted to tear her hair out. It wasn't like he was the only one with needs!

With a very Slytherinesque smirk, she decided that she would indeed put her plan into action. Uncrossing her legs again, she leaned forward, removing her robes with a deft movement that amazed even herself.

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Remus scrubbed at his face wearily, marking yet another red slash across the poor Hufflepuff's paper. Honestly, you didn't defend yourself from a vampire with a Patronus charm! And you didn't feed the victim of a Lycanthrope bite chocolate to help calm nerves!

"You look tense." Raya stated, her voice soft and warm, causing tiny shivers of delight to crawl up his skin. *Not again, Remmie old boy! No no no no no. And that is final! *

She sauntered up to his desk, her hair falling about her in waves, framing her curves. "I could help you with that." She leaned forward, pointing ostentatiously at the offensive midterm, a flash of wording emblazoned across her chest giving him a start.

'I am fantastic in dark places.' He shivered involuntarily, wondering which dark place he'd like to ravage first.

"No. . ." He trailed off, his voice coming out as a croak. "You-you'd better be heading off to. . .do whatever it is you girls do at night."

Raya giggled slightly. "Well, we 'Girls' as you call us normally sleep at night. Do you 'Boys' do it differently." She poked out her lower lip as if in deep thought, well aware that Remus' attention was focused solely on that lip.

"Do what?" He asked distractedly, wondering if she had sensed the final chance for her to run before his wolfish instincts took over and demanded him to mark her as his. . .several times over. . .on the desk.

"Sleep, silly." Her voice had become breathy as she leaned farther over the desk under the pretense of giving the bad exam her intense scrutiny while giving him an ample shot of her. . .assets.

"Er. . .yeah. . .yes." He wasn't sure what he was agreeing to, but he doubted it actually involved sleeping. Double entendres, what a wonderful world.

"Well, since you want me to go. . ." She trailed off, "And you're sure you don't need help. . ."

Remus almost screamed with frustration. She was NOT going to play that game and get away that easily. . .not when there were. . .babies to make. And lots of them, lots and lots of little cubs toddling about. And it took a certain pleasurable act to get there.

He waited until she was almost at the door before springing from his seat, his eyes wild. With a gentle shove, he pinned her against the wall, giving them both a flashback of the month prior.

"Little red riding hood. . ." His voice grated out roughly. "You sure are looking good."

Raya grinned up at him. "Am I everything a Big Bad Wolf like you could want?" Her voice was innocent as newly fallen snow, and that itself nearly drove him over the edge.

He leaned down, his shaggy brown hair caressing her face before his lips descended upon hers in a fiery yet oddly chaste kiss.

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A/N: Sorry so short a chappie! Will update soon. Hating college, dad is alright, have to get to class so...RR!

Love ya lots and lots,

~ME~