A/N: Don't be afraid to criticise this chapter…it was my first attempt at anything like this, would like some feedback…..ta…also there's not much to do with the plot….except the last part…enjoy anyway…

Disclaimer: I dont own or have rights to Harry Potter or Bon Jovi

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Chapter 32: Lay Your Hands on Me

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Hermione surveyed the small room; a warm fire crackled in the corner fireplace opposite a large four poster bed covered in delicate rose petals. Sirius wrapped his arms around her from behind and brushed her long curls across her right shoulder exposing her creamy neck.

"Do you like it?" he asked quietly, his breath warm on her neck.

Hermione nodded as Sirius started to place small butterfly kisses along her skin. Hermione breathed out a satisfied sigh and turned to meet his lips with her own.

Sirius brought his hands up to cup her face as the kiss grew more intense. Hermione's own hands had wandered downwards and tugged the end of Sirius' shirt upwards. Sirius raised his arms breaking the kiss for just a moment as the fabric slipped between them.

Sirius hands moved down to Hermione's waist and he pulled her close, her hands trailing a path across his shoulders and down his chest to his belt where eager hands tugged at the strap of black leather.

Sirius chuckled against her lips. "That's.." he started between kisses. "Not….very….fair," Hermione pulled back and gave him a sweet smile but continued to loosen his buckle till Sirius stilled her hands with his. He then reached across to the hem of her shirt and gently pulled it over her head before claiming her lips again distracting her from her task.

"Better?" Hermione asked.

"Mmm….not quite," he answered his hands caressing creamy skin till he reached the clasp at the centre of her back. Hermione smiled against Sirius mouth as the garment fell to the floor.

Sirius began to trace a path of kisses from her mouth and down her neck, when he reached her collarbone Hermione's knees grew weak and Sirius' steady hands manoeuvred the pair in the direction of the bed while he captured her mouth again.

Sirius lay Hermione down gently and crawled over her, the pair wrapped in a passionate kiss, hands caressing every inch of available skin.

Hermione arched into Sirius as he moved his lips over her jaw and down her neck, letting out a moan in return as Hermione ran her foot up the inside of his leg. The grey eyed wizard pulled back and gingerly ran his fingers over the small pale scars that spread across her breasts causing her to moan as he replaced his fingers with soft lips, leaving a trail of fire over her skin.

Sirius' hands travelled lower as he attempted to unbutton her jeans. Unable to find success in his current position he relinquished Hermione's milky skin from his mouth and moved downwards placing soft kisses over her belly, where he proceeded to remove the witch of the denim pants. With her legs free Hermione pulled Sirius back up again to meet her lips. As their tongues duelled Hermione rolled Sirius over so she was straddling his hips, she mimicked his actions, finally unbuckling his belt, and leaving him in nothing but his black boxers, which soon followed his dark jeans and Hermione gazed down at the wizard below her, meeting grey eyes which pulled her back to his level.

No words were needed as grey got lost in chocolate and Sirius gently pulled Hermione back down to meet his lips once again rolling them over so she was positioned underneath him.

"You are so beautiful" he murmured as he moved down to remove the last item of clothing between them, smoothly sliding the lacy garment down her legs and over her feet. From his position he left a trail of kisses from her left ankle all the way up her leg, Hermione arching her back as his mouth reached the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. From there Sirius moved forward, mouth and tongue exploring new territory as he tasted the woman he loved for the first time.

Sirius grinned inwardly as Hermione moaned and withered in response to his actions as he moved his hands backwards and forwards up her thighs, stroking the soft skin.

Not wanting to push her over the edge too soon Sirius moved so he covered the length of the witch enveloping her mouth in a passionate kiss.

Hermione could fell Sirius' hardness rub against her thigh and she pulled him closer

"I need you," she whispered huskily, meeting his eyes.

Sirius needed no more prompting and covered her lips with his once again. Placing his hands either side of her head for support he positioned himself between her legs. Hermione responded by spreading her thighs and wrapping her legs around his own. She heard him utter a spell before she gasped into the kiss as Sirius entered her. The black haired wizard stilled inside of her and met her eyes, a silent question within their silver depths.

Hermione answered by pulling Sirius back down to her and tightening her legs around him. As they became accustomed to each other their movements became synchronised and Hermione met Sirius with each thrust.

Hermione felt giddy, the feeling of being one with Sirius overwhelmed her, and she could barely find the ability breathe. Both panting hard Sirius felt himself peak and he met Hermione's lips in a searing kiss. Sirius shuddered as he climaxed resulting in a low long moan form the witch beneath him as she followed.

Sirius collapsed over Hermione burying his face in her curls. Breathing heavily and covered in a moist sheen he rolled off the witch and lay on his back, Hermione settling into his side, draping a pale leg over his as she rested her head on his shoulder warily.

Sirius smiled at the sleeping form beside him and placed a gentle kiss on her lips before waving his wand and settling the sheet over their forms before drifting off into a content sleep.

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A group of eleven Slytherins consisting of sixth and seventh years gathered in their common room in the early hours of Wednesday morning.

"I want you two with me," the leader spoke, pointing a long finger to two Slytherins. "You three on Black and the rest of you on any other unwelcome guests, stun them but leave Black conscious, I want to personally see his heart break in two," he said a large smirk gracing his pale face.

The Slytherin then started to hand out small vials of a clear looking potion. "This lasts for three hours," he explained. "I think it will be extremely valuable for our task, courtesy of the Dark Lord of course."

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A/N: Do you guys remember this part from chapter 22: living on a prayer?

"Whos there?" he asked, hand gripping his wand.

"Now Potter, no need to pull that out" came an icy voice, a familiar figure stepped out from behind a statue and Harry's eyes narrowed.

"What do you want?" Harry asked the figure in front of him.

The figure smiled slightly "Believe it or not Potter, I have information that can help you, I'd like to pass it over"

Harry stood shell shocked, eyes wide "You want to help me, help Hermione?" he asked in surprise

"Yes"

I never told you the answer and it was ten chapters ago….well guess what, now that I've refreshed your memories you might get the answer in the next chapter ; )