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Chapter 5 Introductions of Sorts
"I don't know who you are nor who you think you are but I will not let you insult me while you lay there feigning innocence by covering yourself with that sheet. If I were you I would think seriously about being impertinent towards me for stating the truth."
"Now Snape you know just as well as anybody Dora is no tart!"
"Dora? Is that what she calls herself then?" Snape growled in disgust.
Remus called from the hallway, inquiring whom Snape was berating this time and pushed his way into the room. He blanched at the sight before him.
Dora… Charlie? What are you two doing here? I thought you were in Romania, What about Bill and Andy?"
"Aren't you forgetting a certain metamorph Lupin?" Before Lupin could respond understanding flooded Snape's mind, "Dora? Nymphadora? Oh bloody hell! What are you traipsing around London in your under cover form for? Are you so stupid girl that you didn't have the sense to revert back to your natural form before you came back here? What if someone saw you, you could have been killed or worse recognized, breaching your cover!"
At this point Dora was furious for being treated as if she were back serving detention for a potions mishap at Hogwarts. She was quivering with rage and Charlie could tell that Snape might be missing some very essential parts of his male anatomy in a moment if he kept it up.
"I'll have you know that I did not go traipsing around London in my undercover form I went as 'Tonks'. As far as being on a mission, yes we are but as we are relegated to being the proverbial couch warmers at the moment and Bill and Andy both have a way of contacting us in an emergency we decided to go have a little fun. Coming back to Grimmauld Place was the safest place to go so this is where we came."
"What the devil are you talking about 'you came as Tonks', what, do you morph into the form the man you're servicing wants?"
"Severus that was uncalled for! If Charlie and Dora choose to take their relationship to the next level you have no right judging her. You know just as well as anyone that she is not in the least bit loose," Remus ground out.
"I'll have you know that this is my natural form and I'll thank you to remember that, and no I refuse to morph for any man you wanker! How dare you imply that what I do for and or with Charlie is some sort of service! I think much more highly of myself then to have some pleasure shag with someone, if, and I emphasize if, I were to have sex with someone it will be for mutual pleasure and in the context of a committed relationship. Charlie and I did not have sex thank you very much but I am sure we both got more then you've gotten in the last twenty years, if you even have been close to having a woman!"
With that Snape stormed out of the room and Remus gave them a little half smile, eyes twinkling as he shut the door softly.
"We didn't have sex did we?"
"Um… well I still have my boxers on what about you?"
Dora pulled the sheet up to take a peak, "Yeah… knickers on. Thank Zeus! Bloody hell I have a head ache, you?"
"Yeah," Charlie groaned.
"I can't remember much at all, can you?"
"No, and my stomach feels like it's about to turn itself inside out, I'll be right back." Charlie groaned as he made his way to the bathroom down the hall.
'Oh hell I hope I didn't screw him, that would just fuck everything up. But we couldn't have we both have our underwear on, what drunk person puts their underwear back on after sex? Where is an anti-hangover potion when a gal needs it?'
At that moment Charlie came back into the bedroom, two potions vials in hand.
"Here take this, Remus gave it to me, said we needed it more then Ron and Harry, guess it will clear up our memory too but considering our extreme state of undress I'm not so sure that is a good idea."
"Well I have deduced that we could not have had sex due to the fact that drunk people don't put underwear back on after shagging."
"Okay well cheers, bottoms up," Charlie said before downing the vile looking concoction the same time as Dora drank hers."
They sat on the bed for a few minutes waiting for the potion to do its work and by the time it had taken effect they were sprawled out on the bed laughing at the emerging memories of their antics the previous evening.
To Snape's dismay Dumbledore along with the rest of the Order present had no problem with Charlie and Dora coming back to Headquarters, claiming that as an auror Dora knew how to keep a low profile and no harm was done in the big scheme of things. They both were subject to some ruthless teasing, however, from Kingsley Shaklebolt and Fred and George Weasley. Everyone was careful to not let the news of Molly's son's wild behavior as none of them wanted to witness what would probably rival the screaming fits dealt to several Deatheaters at their trials before receiving the kiss.
Remus, Dora and Charlie portkeyed back to his flat and were greeted by Bill and Andy. Remus could not pass up the chance to continue to take pot shots at his friends and fellow Order members so he related the entire story in quite the animated fashion to Bill and Andy who were howling with laughter afterwards.
They were all settled back in when Andy informed them that Dora would make her appearance the next evening at a gathering of the New DE. Andy had been working hard to pave the way for them both to attend and start taking names back to the Order. He also reported that the numbers were small, twenty to twenty-five at best and that included the vampires that were part of the group as well. That was good news as they would easily be able to contain that many with the proper amount of back-up. Dora flooed back to Headquarters as Tonks and went to Madam Malkin's to get her attire for the next evening while the gentlemen reported to Dumbledore what information they had thus far.
The next evening came quickly and Dora and Andy set out to meet the members of the New DE at an exclusive dinner. They had decided on Andrew and Alexandra Simms as aliases and claimed to be remote relations to the Black family. Although real relations, were not in contact with the Blacks directly only ever mentioned in passing and never kept up with. The story was easy enough to fabricate and if anyone had decided to follow up on the documentation was planted to make things look legitimate.
They arrived fashionably late both donning pretentious pureblood looks on their faces and displayed the expected amount of distrust and disdain for all those they were introduced to. Dora was on pins and needles from all the leering she had to endure form the wizards, most of which she was related to in some way, and all the glares she received from their significant others. She was introduced to Draco and to her credit or his utter unawareness he did not recognize her. Legilimencey and Occlumency training really paid off, she had him totally fooled.
"So Alexandra is it?" Draco asked smoothly.
"Yes." She looked down her nose at him in a disdainful manner.
"You seem close to your brother, Andrew is his name right?"
"Yes and yes we are very close. Being home schooled in magic will do that to siblings."
"Would I be far off the mark in saying that you share most everything?"
"Not far off, no. Why?"
"Well I was just wondering if you might be interested in sharing me for an evening?" He drawled, quirking an eyebrow while smirking rather disturbingly at him while speaking directly to her.
She decided that psychological abuse must not have been the only tactic Lucius Malfoy doled out on his heir to gain dominance.
Anderson made his rounds to the members he had been introduced to on previous occasions and made the proper introductions. He was brilliant at networking, a regular Slytherin in that particular department. Dora took a mental inventory of all those who had been a part of Voldemort's inner circle and were currently wanted in Britain by the Ministry of Magic. Overall it had been a pretty dull night in her estimation and was elated when it was time to get back to Charlie's flat to work on a strategy to capture the burgeoning group of Death Eaters under Rookwood's leadership. She figured if they got the entire Order involved as well as some trustworthy Aurors then they could take out the remainder of those trying to follow in the footsteps of their fallen leader.
They were invited to another dinner of the same kind in a months time which gave the Order plenty of time to prepare and execute a plan to destroy this last vestige of Voldemort filth that was trying to make a comeback. So it was with this news that they returned to the base of operations and debriefed Remus, Bill and Charlie then made plans to get in contact with the Vampire informants to develop a plan to take care of those that had decided to join the dark. The only option they had was to liaison with the few slayers they knew of. The Order would take care of the witches and wizards.
When they returned Charlie was sitting on his bed chewing his fingers. "Good your home."
"Course we are. Why aren't you asleep like the others?"
"Couldn't"
"Charlie are you okay? You look a tad peaked?" Dora asked while slipping out of her gown and into her night shirt
"I was just worried." He started to rise from the bed but Dora caught his arm.
"Stay here tonight," she whispered.
He sat looking at her for a long moment and made himself comfortable, pulling her into his arms. Shortly after he kissed her forehead he felt her even breath on his shirtless chest and drifted off himself.
Neither knew where this burgeoning relationship was headed but neither wanted to think of what might happen after the mission was over. The idea of both having to go back to their old lives was not something either was willing to face.