Lexis had been in one of the many shops she had discovered around London that were truly magical, when she heard the first of the whispers. Everywhere she went that night she had heard them, more and more people claming knowledge of the Potter baby, or to be more precise now the Potter babies. She couldn't help but be intrigued at this, when she had learnt her lover was to have a baby she had done some background on the mother. A pure blood witch, a full family in fact, one of the only ones left. This had left her with a trailing thought, maybe Harry wasn't the most powerful wizard alive, maybe his child would be. So now learning that she would have two chances all at once had set her all of a flitter.

If Harry had had the strength to defeat Voldermort than he would pass this strength to any offspring, and with the added bonus of a full blood witch for a mother, this child would truly surpass and other. She had delighted in finding out that there was to be twins, and that one would be a boy.

She began to realise that she had found her next conquest. If she could take Harry's child, either of them but preferring the boy, then she could raise him as her own. He would never fight her then, he would feel that everything she said was the truth, and so would have no qualms in doing as she wished. She would have the most powerful wizard alive and he would follow her every word, and there would be no risk on him ever turning on her, since there would be no spells to be broken. All she had to do was bide her time until the children were born, then she would have her prize.


When Harry entered the garden after the figure his heart began to pound and he knew for sure she was there. He could feel the pang in his heart, the same on he received when he knew Ginny was around, but a false one. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness he spotted her enter the woods near by. With a quick glance over his shoulder to make sure no body was following him he slipped into the forest after her.

He got a few tree lines in when he spotted the blonde of her hair glinting in the moon light. His stomach flipped as he set eyes on her, her long golden hair framing her face with its perfect skin. If Harry didn't no the evil that flowed in her veins he may have found it harder to battle her. He could see how many men had fallen victim to her, even without magic.

"What do I owe for this visit," he said his voice dripping in venom.

She only smiled at him, laughter dancing in her eyes. Harry tried his hardest to stand his ground against her but once again he felt himself loose the battle. His legs moved unbidden by him and he found himself stood in front of her. She ran a finger down his check, leaving a hot line where she had touched. Harry felt his heart beat in his ears, feeling the need for her ripple through his body like waves.

She slid her hands into his hair and pulled him to her, pulling him down into a deep kiss. Instantly his hand went to her neck, caressing the back of long slender throat. Lexis smiled against his kisses, feeling the heat of him as he pressed against her. His skin was on fire with desire and she loved it, loved the fact that she caused him this much uncomfort. She pulled his head against her chest and felt him kiss her collar bone. Harry tore at the buttons on her shirt, with teeth and hands. He ripping it apart and as soon as he was done there pulled at the clasp of her bra. As that came unhooked he grabbed her right breast in his hand kissing her all over.

As Lexis let the waves of pleasure take her she spotted some movement just off to her right. Someone stood there watching them. She smiled to herself then, her and her lover had been discovered, what pity. She didn't push Harry away though, if this person wanted a show there was definitely going to get one. She pulled Harry's head back up, pushing his hands to her thighs. He complied easily, sliding his palms along her skin and up her long skirt. She wrapped her legs around him and she unbuttoned his jeans. As she finally released him he pulled her lacy knickers down and plunged deep into her. Digging his hands into the bark of the tree they leant against Harry drove deeper and deeper into her. All the time Lexis smiled at their watcher.


Hermione had watched Harry sneak away from the party from across the room. Thinking that he wanted some peace from all of the well wishers she watched as he entered the garden. She watching him though the Weasley's kitchen window as he surveyed the garden. He didn't stay there though, with a glance over his shoulder he headed towards the woods at a quick pace.

Hermione feeling worried that he shouldn't be left alone slipped out after him. She didn't manage to reach him before he entered the forest so by the time she found him, she could no longer see the Burrow through the foliage. As she went to call out to Harry she spotted that they weren't alone, out of the shadows stepped a woman. Someone that Hermione had never seen before in her life. The woman's shinning hair lit the small clearing light a light, but still Hermione couldn't place her face.

As she went to walk from her hiding place she watched in horror as Harry walked up to the woman and began kissing her. Not the kind of kiss you give a friend either, a kiss only a lover received. Her voice caught in her thought and for a long horrifying moment she couldn't move herself. Her eyes were locked on Harry and this woman as she watched them together, watching them surpass just kissing. Hermione felt hot tears in her eyes as the woman's eyes met hers. She knew Hermione was there and that only seemed to spur her on. She was flaunting the fact she had Harry to Hermione, finding it a joke and feeding her pleasure.

Hermione managed to pull her eyes away as she heard Harry's moan tear into the night. She felt so sick she couldn't breathe, the tears that had stung her eyes now flowed freely down her checks. Tears of betrayal and anger, all shed for Ginny. How could he do this to her, to the woman he claimed to love, to the woman that carried his children.

She tore out of the woods as fast as her legs allowed her. Many times she caught her feet on roots but this didn't stop her. She fell more than once but she just scrambled to her feet and carried on running. The woods had seemed to become so close, smothering. As she reached the edge of the woods a cool breeze hit her in the face. The shock of it caused her to double over and vomit. When she regained herself she was shaking. She was so anger that she could feel ever muscle in her body tensing. She decided then not to return to the Burrow. Knowing that she couldn't bring herself to explain what she had witnessed, knowing she didn't want to see that repeated in her minds eye yet. Instead she stood her ground and waited for Harry, he wasn't going to get away with this.