Updated 5-8-20

A/N: NSFW

Before Andy left the pair, she had produced a charmed pair of diaries. Having thus delivered on her promise to teach both her daughter and her daughters' mate how to communicate across distances. Not only that, but it was communication without the use of owls that had the high probability of getting intercepted.

Andy had performed an ancient blood magic on the books. After Hermione and Tonks placed their bloodied hands on the books, a bright light emanated from below where their joined hands met. It had been explained that with this strong magic they could write around anyone and it would be spelled so that only those bonded to the pages could read it. Anyone attempting to read would just see a jumbled mess of nonsense.

Another form of communication was an even bigger surprise for the young wolf. The bookworm had expected some form of communication via paper, but knew in a pinch it would not be accessible. When Andy pulled out her wand and the same blade she had used to cut their palms she merely raised an eyebrow but gave her the trust she required for the spell.

Andy had made another cut on the mated pairs' opposite hands, and had them join bloody palms. She wove intricate patterns with her wand speaking in a combination of Gaelic, Latin, and some other ancient language Hermione couldn't discern.

A dark infinity symbol encircled both Nymphadora and Hermione's wrists, black smoke began burning their skin an almost black flame licked their skin and they both gritted their teeth at the burning sensation setting their skin on fire. Their grip tightened on each other, gold eyes boring deeply into deep blue ones. Sweat dripping down the wolf's face, trying to hold back the change at the painful burning. Tonks morphed into what Hermione had guessed was her true form. Purple hair, blue eyes, thin lips, an ample chest, feminine jaw line, and the softest hands she had ever clasped. They both let out a loud scream as the incantation finished. Panting heavily they had yet to drop their joined hands and heavy gaze.

Andy had the foresight to do this in the forbidden forest at an abandoned cave she had scoped out earlier. As she spoke the final words, she slipped from the cave, casting strong protective wards and silencing spells.

The bonding ceremony had been an ancient spell created by her ancestors, she had vague memories of father telling lore of the spells. He went to great lengths to explain its purposes and mythology surrounding it. Something nagged at Andy's memory of its origins, however it had been a long time since those days. Having been kicked out of the Black family home so hurriedly in her youth, all she could manage to bring with her was her already packed school trunk. The trunk carried her school notes, as well as a few notes on key family histories and spells her parents thought were necessities for proper women of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black.

Shaking her head at the memory she thought further… if what she remembered, then this spell would give the young couple the communication they needed. Andy so desperately wanted to help her daughter. The loss of her own husband still could be felt, she saw that same look she used to give her Ted, in her Dora's face. She may joke around, but she would do anything for her family.

Besides heightened communication abilities, she remembered one funny side effect of this spell, when initially cast. What Andy had read, was for those not both of Black blood the result would be an evening of…ahem…shall we say amorous intentions…Smirking to herself, Andy conjured a comfy recliner, blanket, and pulled a book from her clutch, she knew she was in for a long wait while she kept a vigil over the pair. While saftey for her kin was paramount… teasing opportunities would always be appreciated and sought out.

Andromeda had sent an owl, prior to the casting, to the whom she had surprisingly found out was the wolf's Beta. She let the elder tabby animagus know Hermione wouldn't be back to Hogwarts until the next morning. The ancient spell, once cast, bonded them deeper than she had briefly explained before performing the ritual. They would be immediately drawn to consummation, thus cementing the bond and finishing the ritual.

This bond would allow the pair to write words with a single finger on the underside length of their forearms as their canvas. They would activate it by wrapping their right hand around their left wrist, right hands' thumb and middle finger joined over the black mark that was now wrapped around their wrist, and begin writing or receiving their message. The receiver would feel a buzzing on their mark, notifying only the wearer of the incoming message.

In the cave the pair lost all sense of anything, but their eyes and clasped hands. They lunged forward becoming a tangled mess of limbs and lips giving into their driving desires. Hermione ripped Tonks's top and bra in one swoop, eyes alight when she saw her prize, a beautiful heaving chest proudly on display, blue eyes boring into gold ones. The metamorphmagus reached forward grabbing the young wolf's button up shirt and pulling it open, buttons flying every which direction, roughly pulling the fabric off strong shoulders. Kissing passionately while this was happening, she reached back and unclasped Hermione's bra and threw it behind her. They pressed their now naked breasts together to a series of moans at the delicious feeling. Clinging to their backs they continued snogging, neither was sure how they did it but soon they were naked and rolling on the blanket covered ground in the cave. Hermione eventually ending up on top, slamming her witch's wrists above her head with a low growl. Her other hand trailed lower and entered her soaking witch.

Their lips did not stop their assault, and any moans were swallowed by a greedy mouth as Hermione pushed into her mate over and over again. Only when breathing became an issue, did the wolf trail kisses down to her mating mark sucking deeply as she stroked her lover.

'More, 'minoe more!' Tonks called out, and who was she to deny her mate anything.

Hermione leaned back while still connected and brought her hips into the action behind her hand thrusting harder and deeper into her witch.

A chorus of 'Oh god, oh god!' erupted

Pushing deeper and faster, until she pushed as deep as she could go and curled her fingers in a come hither motion before pulling back and repeating the action to a higher pitched scream of ecstasy. Tonks body went rigid at the scream and then limp, shuddering in whole body aftershocks, while the wolf slowed her pace letting her witch slowly ride the euphoric post orgasmic explosion.

She reluctantly pulled out of her witch and licked her hand while staring at the older witch.

'That has to be the sexiest thing I have ever seen.' Tonks said smiling, feeling momentarily boneless

'Mmm you taste so good gorgeous. I haven't even had a proper taste..'. Hermione was stopped right there from heading to where she most wanted to be.

Energy returning whit renewed arousal Tonks replied, 'My turn wolfy'. She wrapped one leg over the taller girl's hip and rolled her wolf over, now on top of her mate. Tonks began exploring the body that she craved, like nothing she had ever felt before.

Several minutes later had Hermione clutching the back of her mate screaming her release and a ridiculously bright shimmering light filled the cave for one brief moment. Their wrists finally cooled and the temperature in the cave dropped dramatically. The lone lantern was now the only source of light, and if it weren't for the wolf's natural heat they would have felt a chill. The dark black markings on their wrists now dulled in color, and was the color of their skin, the only way they knew it was there was to touch it and feel the raised eternity symbols.

'Oi! What the bugger was that?'

'Huh…well…I would say that might be the second part of the spell your mother didn't tell us about luv.' The wolf said as she leaned up and kissed her mate passionately. 'Not that I'm complaining…'

'Mmm I guess you're right. Mmm do you think we should head back out there, I would bet mum is waiting for us.'

'Bullocks…you're probably right…'. Hermione replied, but then got a wolffish smile on her face, and said, 'perhaps I should send her a gift basket for her letting me shag her daughter.'

Hermione felt a slap upside her head, and a chuckle from beside her, 'right, I deserved that.'

They got dressed, after the pair had decided to transfigure their clothes back to what they previously were, since most of them were by now scraps. A few scorgify and other cleaning spells later, and they walked out of the cave.

What they found was a smiling Andromeda with her feet up, sky showing the light of the early morning, eating popcorn of all things like this was the most entertaining thing to see, waiting for the two to exit the cave.

'Done defiling my daughter already wolf?'

Hermione's eyes bugged out of her head and began coughing, blushing a deep burgundy. 'Uh..umm'

'Well that answers the question of whether the ritual was finished, although I am surprised you have any clothes left after that encounter'

'Umm…mhmm hmm nnnm hmm.' An uncharacteristic incoherent mumble came from the wolf.

'…?...'

'…'

Hermione sighed and spoke up as she scratched the back of her neck 'Umm we had to transfigure these back from the scraps.' As the younger woman was talking Andy noticed that Tonks had the brightest smile Andromeda had ever seen.

'Oh suddenly so shy mate, you weren't that shy a few minutes ago when you were…'. A hurried hand covered Tonks's mouth nervously smiling at her in-law.

Andy was full on laughing now, 'oh we are going to have to keep you around little wolf.'

Hermione rolled her eyes, and the three began a comfortable conversation on the way back to Hogwarts. Andromeda explained how the communication worked, the deeper nuances of the ritual and the Black family history that she could remember surrounding the ancient family magics.

She had explained that she had communicated to Hermione's Beta about the late arrival this morning. The group was not surprised to see the Deputy Headmistress at the gates greeting them.

Hermione hugged Andy, and despite the shenanigans, she gave a seriously deep thanks for what she had done for the pair. Hermione then stepped over and passionately kissed her mate. They were stopped only by a magical water ballon dropping over their heads by a laughing Andromeda. Once they got over the shock, they shook their heads clean and just to spite Andy they drove deeper into another kiss, to the sounds of wolf whistles. Hermione gained much respect from the elder witch, this wolf had a spine and loved her daughter, it was clear as day.

Andy and Minerva had spoken briefly at the gate, as the couple said their long goodbye. Dora being a metamorphmagus, growing up had been the natural class clown at Hogwarts. This lead to the necessity of weekly tea times to discuss the latest in her daughters' shenanigans. The transfiguration Mistress, while not a Hufflepuff, had been the obvious choice to help corral the changeling. Even though she had graduated, the pair had continued their tea times, as they had become good friends over the years.

'Come along Alpha, you don't want to miss breakfast would you?' At the question Hermione's traitorous stomach growled and she reluctantly pulled herself from her mate.

One last kiss and she walked with her Beta back to reality. With the new communication availabilities Hermione felt more secure in what the future held. She could still help Harry in the tasks she knew they would eventually face, but now she had a way to know if her mate was safe. She could do this, now just to make sure her secret stayed safe…