Author's Note:

Yes, yes, I know, Remus is being an asshole and an idiot — but don't worry. They will get there.

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CHAPTER SEVENTY:

The One Where Sirius Lets Zee Drive His Bike

Sirius stormed into the dungeons after saying goodbye to Harry and made his way down to Snape's office. He didn't even knock, he just barged in and watched as Snape raised one greasy eyebrow in greeting.

"Black, how completely unwelcome."

"Were you jinxing my son's broom?" Sirius demanded, his eyes full of anger.

Snape stared at Sirius for a moment, his mouth slightly agape. "First of all, that swine looks way too much like Potter to ever be your son. Secondly, what I do at this school is none of your business as I am a professor and you are not my keeper."

"I've raised him! He is as much my son as he is James' so don't you dare stand there and tell me that I am not his father," Sirius exclaimed, his eyes flashing dangerously. "Now answer me, Snivellus. Did you bloody jinx his broom?"

Snape shook his head. "I did not."

Sirius stared at him for a long moment. He believed him, but he wasn't sure why. "What were you doing?"

"I was muttering a counter-curse. I could see that the broom was being jinxed and I was worried it would throw Potter completely off," he rolled his eyes at Sirius who was smirking at him. "I may not like the boy, but I hardly want him dead. That's more along the lines of something you'd pull."

"Get over it!" Sirius demanded. "It was a stupid prank and one that I did not think through. I never wanted you dead either, Snivellus, and I apologized for that, but I was sixteen and stupid, I know that." When Snape only continued to glare at him, he sighed. "Thank you for trying to save Harry. Do you know who was cursing his broom?"

Snape shook his head.

"Now that I don't believe."

Snape glared at him. "I don't know, Black. I have my suspicions, but I don't know for certain. Now, if you would be so kind as to get out of my office, I have work to do."

"Not quite yet," Sirius insisted, glaring at Snape and crossing his arms in front of his chest. "You will stop behaving like an absolute git to Harry and especially to Neville."

"Gryffindor boys not brave enough? They need to cry to you to save them."

Sirius snorted. "What kind of teacher terrorizes his students? Right, snivelling bigots."

Snape's eyes flashed in anger. "How I teach is none of your bloody business, Black!"

"When it concerns my son, it more than damn well is! You better start treating him with some respect or we're going to have one hell of a problem."

"I am not going to let him strut around like his egotistical father did!"

Sirius snorted. "You really can't let it go, can you?" When Snape only sneered at him, he smirked. "Stop terrorizing the students."

Then he turned and stormed out of the office, feeling slightly better, but still feeling nauseous at the thought of how easily Harry could have fallen to his death today. Snape had saved him, he thought, the world really was full of surprises.

Now he just had to figure out who the hell had tried to hurt his baby because they were in for a world full of hurt when he got a hold of them.

~ ASC ~

When Sirius returned to Black Cottage with Remus, he grinned widely at the sight of Tonks sitting in his kitchen. He hurried over to hug her.

"Hey, stranger!"

Tonks hugged him back, grinning widely at Remus before reaching up to hug him tightly as well. "Wotcher!"

"How did everything go? When do you start at the Academy? How was the boot camp? I want to hear everything!" Sirius gushed, taking a seat at the table.

Tonks smiled at them both. "I finished the last of my psychological testing this morning. I won't know for sure until Friday, but I'm almost positive that I'm in. Alastor Moody basically told me as much. He was one of my instructors and he took a shine to me, whether he admits it or not."

"That's great news," Remus said with a smile. "I'm proud of you. You're making your dreams come true."

She beamed at him. "Thanks. I'm excited to get started on the actual training. The boot camp was fun, don't get me wrong — but bloody exhausting! It was waking up at four in the morning for a five kilometre run, timed obstacle courses of climbing and jumping and escaping through all sorts of traps, and not to mention the hand-to-hand training. It was amazing! But I'm looking forward to the actual training at the Academy. Moody said that we start off with a mock mission that we have to pass so let's see how that goes. Then there's the actual courses on enforcing law, interrogation techniques, stealth, observation, and of course, disguise — which should be no problem for me," she said with a wink. "I'm anxious to get started. The courses go until the end of April and if I pass, I become an official A1 in the department. Of course, while I'm working I still have courses to upgrade, but I will be an Auror."

"That's amazing, Tonks," Sirius said with a smile. "We're really proud of you and I know that your parents must be through the roof."

"They are," she said with a smile. "Mum is a little terrified I think; doesn't want to show me that she's worried, but I know she is. Dad just tells me that I can do anything I set my mind to. They are very supportive."

"As they should be," Remus said with a smile. "But they are also very proud. Congratulations, honestly."

"Thanks, Remus," she said, smiling brightly at him. She hadn't seen him since the summer, since before the boot camp started. His hair was a little windblown at the moment and the way he wore his blue jeans made her sigh. She definitely had a thing for his arse, she thought. "Where are you two coming from?"

Sirius quickly filled Tonks in on everything that she had missed concerning Harry.

"He's on the Quidditch team already and he fought a mountain troll?" she exclaimed, her eyes wide. "Man, he's making my first year look sad and pitiful and I let Professor Kettleburn's entire colony of pixies loose in the castle!"

Remus chuckled. "That must have been interesting."

"It was," she said with a grin, remembering the event fondly. "They caused all sorts of mischief. My favourite was when one of them got caught in Snape's hair in the middle of the Great Hall."

Sirius burst into laughter. "That must have been priceless."

"It really was," she said with a grin. "I better write that little brother of mine and tell him that I demand to be kept better informed of his adventures."

Remus smiled at her. "I'm sure he will write back and fill you in, Nymphadora."

Sirius stood up, stretching his legs. "I'm supposed to go meet a bloke at four about some more auto parts and I am going to be late if I don't leave right this minute. I should only be about an hour if you want to stick around, maybe stay for dinner?"

Tonks nodded, smiling at him. "For sure." She turned to Remus as Sirius headed outside to Disapparate. "What have you been up to, Remus?"

He shrugged, suddenly feeling a bit uncomfortable. Sirius had disappeared too quickly for him to come up with an excuse to leave and he hadn't been alone with her in longer than he could remember.

"Nothing much. I went to Paris for a few weeks, took in some lectures and played tourist. I'm looking for work now."

Her brow furrowed. "Work?"

Remus nodded. "Well, my job was teaching Harry and he obviously doesn't need me anymore so I'm looking to find something else. A man's got to work to survive, you know."

She smiled warmly at him, a dimple appearing in her left cheek making her look even more beautiful, he thought. "You should ask Dad, he knows everything and everyone when it comes to job status at the Ministry."

Remus smiled kindly at her. If only she knew why the Ministry of Magic was the very last place he could work. "Thanks, but the Ministry is not the place for me."

"Why not?"

For one thing, they most definitely were not going to hire a werewolf, he thought. "Don't worry about me, I have a few ideas in mind."

Tonks smiled at him, standing up and moving around the table to sit in front of him. "Too bad Hogwarts wasn't hiring. You were a great teacher."

"How would you know?" he asked her, his eyes wary as he watched her cross her legs in the tight red leather slacks that she was wearing.

Tonks smirked at him. His eyes were flashing in desire and she ached. Why wouldn't he make a move if he wanted her, she thought. "I spied on you a few times when you were teaching Harry. I wish that I would have had a teacher like you, so patient and so… yummy," she said leaning forward to plant a kiss on his stubbly chin.

Remus immediately moved his chair back and stood up. "Um… I think that I need to head home."

Tonks jumped down from the table and took a step towards him, slipping her hands into the back pockets of his jeans, loving the feel of his warm bum under her hands. She really liked his arse, she thought.

"There's no hurry, Sirius said that he'd be back soon and we can all have dinner together," she said, squeezing his bum as she spoke.

"Nymphadora," Remus began, "we've talked about this. This… this can't happen."

Tonks stood on her toes and nipped at his bottom lip. "Why is that again?"

Remus swallowed slowly, her hands were moving in slow circles on his bum and he found it rather hard to concentrate. She smelt like spring and bubblegum, he thought, and when her lips brushed his, he closed his eyes and tried not to let her see how incredibly hard she was making him.

"We… we can't. It's… we just can't."

Tonks' lips moved across his jawline. He wasn't pushing her away and she planned on taking full advantage of that. She had been thinking about him for weeks, about how much she had missed him. Her lips trailed over his chin and down his throat, sucking on his neck hard enough to bruise and he let out a small moan. She continued the soft butterfly kisses, kissing his ears and letting her tongue trail along his earlobe and down to his collarbone.

"Nymphadora," he gasped, placing his hands very firmly on her hips.

Tonks only smirked at him and moved closer, covering his lips with hers.

She tasted like honey, he thought and he didn't fight it. Nothing had ever felt so good as her lips on his. He kissed her deeply, his fingers in her hair as her tongue met his in long languid strokes that made his cock twitch. He pulled her closer, his hand clutching the leather of her behind. She moaned his name and he pulled away quickly, his eyes flashing in guilt.

"Fuck, that shouldn't have happened," he insisted, stubbornly.

Tonks made to step towards him again, but he held his hand out to stop her.

"No, this should not have happened."

"Why the hell not?" Tonks demanded angrily, throwing her arms up in the air in frustration. Her grey eyes were full of passion and anger as she glared at him. "I want you, Remus, and I know that you want me. Why do you keep putting a red light on this? Is it me that repulses you? I'm a Metamorphmagus, I can be whoever the hell you want me to be if that's the problem."

Remus stared at her, licking his lips. Her lips were swollen from his and her eyes were flashing in fury that only made her look even more beautiful to him. Not to mention that the smell of her arousal had him so turned on that he thought he was going to self combust.

"Nymphadora, I wouldn't change anything about you. It's me… I'm too old for you. The age difference is just… it's too much and you don't know everything about me. I'm not the man that you think I am."

She rolled her eyes. "I don't care if you're a hundred and five, Rem, I've never wanted to fuck anyone so much in my life."

Remus flushed a deep red.

"Oh, did I make you nervous?" she asked, grinning seductively at him. "Do you like it when I say that word? Fuck."

Remus was pretty sure if his cock got any harder he could drill right through his jeans. "Nymphadora… don't."

"I'm not a virgin, Remus. I know what I want," she told him, moving closer to him again. Her hand slowly slid up his chest and her grey eyes were on his. "I want you to touch me. I want you to take me. I want you to shag me until I can't walk. Am I making myself clear enough for you?"

Remus licked his lips, swallowing slowly as he let his eyes rake down her body. He had never wanted anyone more in his entire life. But she was just so… pure and so perfect and he didn't deserve her. He didn't deserve to sully someone so precious and so good. Soulmate or not, she deserved someone so much better than him.

He pushed her away. "And I've made myself clear. We can't do this."

He was halfway across the kitchen before she spoke. "Am I really so repulsive to you?"

Remus didn't answer her; he just kept walking until the Floo brought him home. He was making the right choice he thought, it was better to hurt her now. She would understand that later.

But the question was: Would he?

~ ASC ~

Sirius began to correspond a little more regularly with McGonagall, asking her to keep an eye on Harry and to try to figure out who Snape suspected had been jinxing Harry's broom. McGonagall promised to do her best to keep an eye on him as the thought of anyone cursing a student was something that needed to be dealt with immediately and she promised that Dumbledore would also be keeping an eye out.

Worrying about Harry, he found that he couldn't concentrate on his bike. Instead, he locked up the cottage and walked the five minutes down the road to his new neighbour's house. He hadn't seen nor spoken to her since they'd spent that first afternoon and evening in his kitchen. He rang the bell, teetering on the balls of his feet as he waited for her to answer.

The outside of the cottage had been repainted. It was still painted a light pink with white shutters and and trim. He thought that it looked rather quaint and refreshing with its new coat of paint.

He grinned when the door opened and Zee stood there. She was wearing blue silk boxer shorts, thick white socks bunched at the ankles and a white knit jumper that hung off her shoulder and almost down to her knees. Her hair was tousled curls around her face and she was holding a cup of tea in her hands.

"Hi, neighbour," she said with a smile.

"Hi, neighbour," he greeted her, stepping inside when she moved back to let him in, and closing the door behind him. "What are you doing?"

She shrugged, smiling. "Nothing really. I was just reading the paper."

Lady Godiva lifted her head from her spot in front of the fireplace as if to acknowledge Sirius' presence and then made herself comfortable again, closing her eyes.

Zee sat down on her sofa, her knees up to her chin as she sipped her tea. "What brings you over to my neck of the woods?"

Sirius took his coat off and hung it on the rack near her door, stepping out of his boots before moving to sit next to her. The walls were a light fuchsia and yet it suited the room. The white sofa was covered in dark purple and gold pillows and her walls were covered in photos and mirrors. The long curtains in front of the window were a deep gold embroidered with soft purple flowers. The fireplace was painted white and Sirius noticed the mantle had a large mirror on the top followed by vases full of fresh flowers. It was a big change from the white walls and old sofa that the Morrisons had.

"A lot on my mind I guess. I tried to work on the bike, but I couldn't concentrate."

"Want to talk about it?" she asked, putting her tea on the glass coffee table.

Sirius smiled at her. He hadn't had talking in mind when he'd made his way over here, but now that she'd offered it, he realized that he did want to tell her.

"I did, with Remus, and I don't think it helped."

She chuckled, linking her fingers together around her knees. "Try me."

Sirius quickly explained about the Quidditch match and how someone had tried to jinx Harry's broom. "I'm just worried about him."

"That's understandable," she said. "That's so scary! I think my heart would have stopped had I been there."

He nodded. "To see him up there… he's an incredible flyer though. He didn't lose his grip once and that thing was bucking like crazy, but he held on and still managed to catch the Snitch and win the match."

"Talented."

Sirius grinned at her. "And then some. If you would have known James Potter you'd see how funny that is. He was a Quidditch nut and the idea that his son is even more talented than he was is just amazing."

Zee smiled at him, brushing her curls out of her eyes. "Your eyes light up when you talk about him, it's kind of wonderful and the absolute sweetest thing."

He smiled at her. "He's my world."

"That's sweet and the way that it should be." Zee told him before she crawled across the sofa to straddle him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned in and kissed him. "You said that you needed a distraction," she murmured, her lips trailing down his neck.

"I could use one," he said, tilting his head back to give her better access.

Zee nipped at his ear, sliding her hands under his jumper and running her nails lightly across his stomach so that he shivered. "I think I can help with that."

"Oh?" he asked. "What did you have in mind?"

Zee's nails lightly skimmed his skin before she gripped the bottom of his jumper. "It starts like this."

Sirius let her pull his jumper over his head, then his tee shirt. She placed her hands on his chest and kissed his shoulder. "Good start."

Zee smiled before she kissed his chest, her teeth brushing his nipple, sucking it into her mouth.

He moaned. "Yeah, this might work."

"I thought so," she teased.

His hand slid up to pull her own jumper over her head, tossing it behind the couch. He grinned to find her naked beneath it, his hands moving up to cup her breasts, watching them spill over his hands in pleasure. Merlin, she had magnificent tits, he thought.

Lady Godiva got up and prowled out of the room with a growl that sounded like annoyance.

"I think we've embarrassed your panther," he said, bending his head to her breast.

"Mmm, she'll get over it," Zee assured him as she slid her hand into his jeans to cup him and he groaned, making her smile. "Is this the distraction that you had in mind?" she asked him as she unzipped him and tugged his jeans down his thighs.

Sirius lifted his hips to help her take them off. "I was thinking of taking you out somewhere, but this is way better."

Zee wrapped her hand around him, her thumb circling his tip. "I can always stop."

Sirius slipped his thumbs into the silk shorts she wore, tugging them down along with her knickers. "No," he growled as she shimmied out of them.

His fingers slid into her while he kissed her breasts and she bit her bottom lip, her head falling back. Her hand continued to work him, driving him mad for her, until he couldn't take it anymore. Sirius pushed her hands away and lined himself up with her. Zee merely linked her arms around his neck and took him inside of her. Sirius gripped her hips as she rode him, her head falling back and her fingers in his hair until she cried out in pleasure.

Zee smiled against his neck, kissing his throat. "I think that was a pretty great distraction." She nuzzled him in happiness.

Sirius stood up, surprising her as he locked her legs around his waist. "I'm hardly finished, babe."

He was still inside of her as he carefully carried her to the thick faux fur rug she had in front of the fire. He shoved the coffee table against the sofa and pushed her legs up, locking them over his shoulders before he continued to shag her. She came a second time, moaning his name incoherently and this time he followed her over the edge, his breathing heavy.

Afterwards, they lay curled on the rug in front of the fire, Sirius' head resting on her large breasts. He'd summoned the throw blanket from her sofa to cover their tangled legs, his eyes half closed as Zee's fingers carded through his hair.

"I really was going to take you out somewhere," he said with a smile, kissing her right breast. "I thought maybe we could take that bike ride that we discussed the other day."

"Mmm, that sounds great. We definitely have to go soon, once it snows it's not exactly the best condition for motorbike driving and the temperature has already dropped quite a bit."

Sirius kissed her breast again. "Agreed." He sat up, the blanket falling off of his shoulders and grinned down at her. "Let's go now then. Get dressed. I'll go home and get my bike and we'll go for a ride."

Zee stretched under him. "Can I drive?"

Sirius scoffed. "My bike? No."

Zee reached up to tease his left nipple with her fingernail. "Please."

Sirius walked his fingers over her hip. "I'm the only person who drives my bike, babe."

Zee bit her bottom lip. "Come on, Sirius. I'll make it worth your while."

His eyes crossed when her hands stroked him. "I'll think about it, okay?"

Zee sat up and pecked his lips. "Okay. Let's go."

Ten minutes later they were speeding out of Zee's drive on Sirius' motorbike and Zee definitely wasn't driving. But when the bike flew up into the air, the English Channel below them and the cold wind biting into their skin, she didn't care, the view alone was worth it. When he used a 'muffliato' charm to tune out the sound of the bike to anyone below, she smiled. The speed of it, the feel of it beneath her was truly incredible.

Sirius was grinning. Her arms were wrapped tightly around his waist and she was laughing in pleasure, a rich throaty laugh that had him hardening. She sounded so carefree and so happy at the simple pleasure of the ride and he found it wonderful. She appreciated the simple pleasure that was riding.

Neither of them had a destination in mind.

"Can I drive it when we get back on the ground?" she asked again, nipping at his earlobe.

Sirius grinned. "I don't let anyone drive my baby, Zee."

She pouted against the back of his neck, making him smile. "You said you'd think about it."

"And I did," he told her. "The answer is no."

"Why?" she asked. "Because I'm a woman?"

"Fuck no," he exclaimed. "I think it's fucking sexier than hell that you ride, but this bike, baby, it's mine. No one drives this bike except for me. No exceptions."

Zee sucked his earlobe into her mouth. "Bet I can change your mind."

Before he could respond, her hand slid under his shirt and down into his jeans. The top button popped open, followed by the zipper and his eyes widened.

"Zee," he hissed. "It's a little cold up here, don't you think?"

She kissed the back of his neck as her hand stroked his growing erection. "Obviously not that cold, Mr Black."

He groaned as she played him, her hand moving in perfect synchronicity, stroking and rubbing. He tightened his grip on the handles of the bike and when she began to fondle his balls, he bit his lip.

"I'm going to fucking crash us if you keep that up," he hissed.

Zee kissed his neck. "Maybe you should let me drive if you can't even drive straight in the clouds."

Sirius was about to say something back, but her hand moved faster and he grunted as he came, groaning her name.

Zee kissed his neck, slipping her hand free, and wiping it on his shirt. Sirius dipped the bike, landing quickly on a dirt road and coming to a stop before he turned around and kissed her deeply, his tongue meeting hers roughly as she clung to him.

He stood up, intending to tug her to the ground and to finish what she had started, but to his surprise she slid up into the driver's seat and started the engine, grinning widely.

"Hop on, baby," she said smartly, winking at him.

"Zee," he groaned, moving to lift her off of the bike.

"Please, can I drive? Please, please, please!" she begged, locking her legs around his waist.

"No one drives her, but me."

She pouted. "I'd be really, really happy," she said dancing her fingers up his chest. "Don't you want me to be happy?"

He kissed her nose. "You are happy. And it's nothing personal. Just no one else drives her."

"Well, I guess that means that you can't drive my bike either," she said, grinning mischievously up at him.

His eyebrow quirked in amusement. "Are you blackmailing me?"

Zee shrugged, her brown eyes twinkling at him. "I wouldn't call it blackmail, I would just say that if you won't let me drive yours, why would I let you drive mine?" She kissed the pulse in his throat. "But if you were to let me drive yours, I'd be really, really happy because driving a motorbike makes me really… hot," she said, her tongue sliding along his neck. "And so… thirsty…"

Sirius swore under his breath. "You fight dirty, woman."

Zee shrieked in glee, jumping down and straddling the bike, smiling when Sirius wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing his growing erection against her bum. "I'll take good care of her, I promise."

Sirius rested his chin on her shoulder as she kicked it into gear and the engine made a loud purr. "I'm trusting you, Zacarias. Don't make me regret this, babe."

Zee turned her head to peck him on the lips. "I promise I won't."

Zee took off down the road, the engine roaring around them as Sirius held her around the waist. When she pulled up to Black Cottage forty minutes later, she was beaming.

"That was incredible! The power of that… ahh, she's amazing, Sirius — amazing! Thank you for letting me drive your baby."

She tugged the helmet off, her curls cascading around her and Sirius scooped her into his arms and kissed her deeply.

"It's so fucking sexy that you like to ride," he murmured, kissing her again and pinning her up against the side of the house. "And watching you drive my bike was just so damn hot."

Zee smirked at him, her eyebrows wiggling suggestively. "I love to ride."

Sirius groaned against her mouth, tugging her around the house and inside to the living room as they tugged at each other's clothes. When she pushed him down onto the sofa and knelt in front of him, he literally groaned at the image before him.

Her brown eyes stayed on his as she bent her head and took him into her mouth. She never broke eye contact as she sucked him, her hand fondling, stroking and squeezing, while her tongue flicked and twisted around him. She worked him, taking more of him in with every movement.

Merlin, she had a mouth on her. She had a damn good mouth on her. Her head turned as she took all of him, sucking hard before she slowly focused only on the tip of him. When her tongue began to flick that one spot, his eyes rolled and his hips rose up.

"Fuck," he murmured as he felt his balls tighten. "Zee, I'm — fuck…"

Her eyes twinkled in mischief, but she didn't stop. He finished with a loud roar and when she swallowed every last drop, her brown eyes full of desire, he licked his lips.

"Mmm," he murmured.

"I told you it makes me thirsty," she said, licking her lips.

His eyes were full of desire when Sirius locked eyes with her. He pulled her up onto the large sofa and pinned her beneath him.

"You're a naughty little thing, aren't you?"

When she only ran her tongue across her bottom lip in response, he tugged down her jeans and slipped two fingers inside of her. His lips curved when it only took a moment for her to gasp, hips arching towards him. His fingers stroked her up, moving in and out of her achingly slow. When he pressed on her clit, flicking it with his thumb, she moaned his name. He kissed her as she cried out her release.

"Have I mentioned how happy I am that you moved in next door?" he asked her as she caught her breath.

Zee grinned at him from beneath her long lashes. "You and me both."

Sirius sucked his fingers into his mouth, wanting to taste her. "Let's grab some dinner. We'll go out."

Zee kissed his cheek, pushing him up and off of her. "We can go out tomorrow. I'll throw some pasta together and then you can walk me home."

His eyebrow arched as she stood up and got dressed. "Walk you home?"

Zee grinned at him as she pulled her jumper over her head. "Yes, and I can show you my brand new bed."

Sirius grinned. "Sounds like a good plan to me."

Zee slipped her knickers back on and smiled at him. "I'm full of good plans. Now, let's go find something to eat and then later, if you're good, I'll let you eat me."

Sirius licked his lips and grinned at her as he got dressed. "My favourite kind of dessert."

Yeah, he was really happy she had moved in next door.