Author's Note:
Reviews and Comments: To dhnysports88: Thank you! And maybe. We'll see. To Yusraa Ifthikar: Thank you and ha, Hermione is usually right, but in this case definitely not good for Ron's ego. As to why you got an early post, I lost a day somewhere last week and thought it was Saturday night haha. To the Mandalorian terminator: I'm glad you're finding Snape's double role interesting. I had fun playing with it and seeing his choices. I love writing some Romione smut sometimes. To ITHersey: Haha, that's a lie, but you'll be sad. Good to know. Ted and Andy are making plans to have a romantic getaway before they jump back into the swing of things! To shivani: Thank you! Ginny is very understanding! How can she not be though when Harry is so understanding to her? We will get to see Kane's thoughts on the calendar, but not for a while. To alix33: I think it's a great plan as well! To ValGrey02: Wouldn't we all love one of these calendars? There is more Tonks in this chapter so you're in luck!
To notthatchhavi: It's how I picture Ron. He was definitely one of the biggest Hinny shippers in canon, but he also really didn't want to see them snogging LOL. Yes! I love the idea of Harry mastering opening bras so seamlessly that he can get Ginny's bra open without her even realizing it. Ron sucks at it. Even after he's been married to Hermione for twenty years he still breaks them open ninety percent of the time. I'm glad you like Astoria already! Thank you! I think Tonks pregnant would definitely listen to loud music and snack on crisps. It's more of a place for a good sized broomstick is just so Theo. I'd love to see Blaise's Santa hat photo as well. We need some artists out there! I think Ron's reaction is definitely worth it. To Bluerain22: I love when I make people squeal in happiness! Ron is definitely hot and he knows it. Naked chess would be fun! Theo would ask to have Harry haha. The risks are definitely scary, but the outcome is worth it. To ANewRanger: Thank you!
To Sam: Hermione will tell Harry about it of course. Ron definitely breaks bras. Astoria and Malfoy are going to meet. Hinny are definitely the best! Of course they're going to take better pictures and embrace it, those boys are proud! Harry is complete putty in Ginny's hands and she knows it. Wouldn't you be obsessed if Snape showed up with two legs when you know Nyx amputated him? To Dianne: Ron and Hermione are definitely so fucking cute and hot! I think the mystery on who wrote the list will make it more interesting. Ginny will investigate! Theo is lonely, but I think he does need to be single for a bit. To Undead Gothic Princess: Thank you! As to your bad feelings, guess you'll have to wait and see.
To Ellieoryan7447: I agree! I do think Ron and Hermione balance each other out perfectly. I love confident Ron. He is sexy and he knows it and he's confident in himself which I love. Daphne is worried about protecting her sister, but she also doesn't want to abandon Pansy. She knows her best friend is happy with Greg, but she's still in the thick of everything and is worried that if she disappears too, it won't be good for Pansy and Grayson. Ginny is definitely a minx and Harry needed her to be that calming presence and voice of reason with a bit of teasing thrown in. Harry would survive without her, but he wouldn't truly ever be as happy as he is with her. I didn't want the idea to be obvious so I'm glad that no one has figured it out! It's something I've been plotting since 2019 and I'm still tweaking it. Naughty Norfolk is my favourite one, but I had fun coming up with the names! I am perfectly okay with you writing a six page review, please comment on every single awesome line of Theo's LOL! I definitely agree with you on everyone else in the calendar being plenty cocky enough to pose without persuasion, Harry on the other hand will need some convincing. Hermione needed a little push. She's still a bit self conscious about her body sometimes so she was hesitant about the lingerie, but I think Ron's reaction told her she has nothing to worry about. To Jones Man: I think an Animagus can be any animal that chooses the witch or wizard, even an extinct one.
To Slaidback: Thank you! And I know what you mean, I know how it's going to end but I also don't know how it's going to end myself. To scrappy8: Thank you! I'm glad that Harry and Ginny spoke about what happened with Bellatrix as well. They needed to get that final thing out in the open. I'm glad you like the calendar idea! To WeasleyCousin: Terrible feeling? Guess you'll have to wait and see. To Nuno Neves: I'm glad you found the chapter filled with "hotness." I love the idea of Harry and Ginny getting more and more comfortable with each other. I completely agree about Astoria (blnvk's art is amazing) and I'm having fun getting to know her a bit. As to there being a female version? Maybe. We'll see. To ellyann13: Ron definitely needs to buy Hermione some bras since he breaks them all LOL. Don't worry, they use a charm to hide the scars as they have to make sure the pictures are "old ones" and not new. Thank you for enjoying your re-read!
To pix25: Happy to keep you laughing. To WinkingSkeever: Will do. To Nightwing2013: I like having mostly smiles in between. I love writing Harry with his dorm mates. They are definitely here to talk some sense into him. I'm glad the final scene managed to hook you after my fluff. To saucyswimmer: Lovely to hear from you again! I've missed your reviews! I love that you love my Gransy storyline. They are so much fun to write! We'll see Charlie and Aydin again soon (over the holidays) and there is Remadora in this chapter. Thank you so much for saying that I do "such a brilliant job at developing characters that never got good airtime in canon" and that I make it "fun to imagine them as full-fledged individuals with agency." Thank you so much for a lovely review! To Avalon: Thank you! Sleep is important but I'm honoured you didn't want to in lieu of reading LOL. I like to call Hannah and Neville, Nevannah. Thank you and we'll see more of Neville and Hannah, I promise!
To Steel: Yes, a flashy upper-class calendar LOL. I hope Theo doesn't get in over his head either. To Sloopyqueen4: Reading smut on an airplane is not fun? Haha, sorry about that? As to not too much drama before Christmas, well no promises, but also yes, lots more fluff! Will Voldemort wait until the end of the school year before he causes chaos? Hmm… we'll see. To AQuickRead91: I would love it if someone would design this calendar with full illustrations and sell it! Any takers from artists out there? To marauders_mowopapr: Haha, smut, lingerie, and arses — I guess that does sum up that chapter. I'm glad you're excited to see what I have planned next. To ThaneOfTas: Thank you! As to the witch's equivalent, we'll see. I like the idea of Gryffindor's Sword being used as well. We'll have to see what happens!
To peppertc: I love positive vibes and thanks! Thank you! I don't believe in shying away from harsh realities. To shuweet: Thank you! I think Ginny will convince him with no problem at all. Harry really can't say no to her. To briana_t: Thank you! I agree, seeing Hinny happy and together does make everything right in the world! To katelyn453: Thank you! To Endinium: It has been a while! I'm glad to see you're still reading! Harry does deserve all of the happiness in the world! I will do my best not to make you cry. To CorbanD17: Oh Ron should definitely have been number two lol. Hinny will have sex when they are ready. To AnaGPotter: I 100% believe Ron has a fantastic arse, definitely one of the best (he should definitely be at least #2 on the list) but that depends on who wrote the list, doesn't it? Ah the mysterious author! PS — Can't wait for you to see Ron's reaction! To tazdad47: Thank you! Yes, I know I have almost doubled JKR's writing, what can I say? I can't stop writing…
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CHAPTER THREE-HUNDRED AND FOUR:
The One With Tonks' Mouth
While Ginny and Harry were at Quidditch practice on Saturday morning, Theo and Colin made a trip to Wiltshire to see Draco and Blaise. Theo had sent word that they would be arriving at eight that morning and had ignored Draco's questions on why Colin Creevey would be coming with them. He wanted to see his friends' faces when he told them.
Blaise's house elf Lia let them inside and Colin stared around the huge entrance way with wide eyes.
"This is where Malfoy grew up? Blimey!"
Theo grinned. "You've seen my house, but this surprises you?"
Colin shrugged. "Yeah, but I already knew you were born with a golden spoon up your arse."
Theo elbowed him and he grinned as Draco came down the stairs. He was dressed in white trousers with a white long-sleeved shirt partially unbuttoned. His hair was a bit tousled and Theo noted that he'd finally lost his Italian tan.
"Draco."
"Theo," Draco said, his eyes on Colin. "Why is Creevey here and with his camera?"
"I'm here to do a photo shoot of you and Blaise," Colin said.
Draco's eyebrow rose. "No. Get out."
Theo rolled his eyes. "Colin's publishing an article for the school paper on the Hogwarts students with the best arses and you and Blaise were given honourable mentions, may you rest in peace."
Draco's lips twitched. "So, if we weren't dead we'd be number one?"
"Please," Theo said, waving him off. "Anyway, Colin and I thought that it would be fun to make a calendar and sell it to the student body with our sexy photos in it."
"No," Draco said again, crossing his arms. "Everyone thinks we're dead. How do you expect us to pose in a calendar?"
"We're going to say it's an old photo."
Draco snorted. "That I posed provocatively for? Piss off! Who's going to believe that?"
"Everyone, you vain git. We're going to say you gave it to an old girlfriend as a gift and no one will question Blaise having done it."
Draco shot him a rude hand gesture in response.
"Now, let's go up to your room and find a lovely spot to pose in. What do you think, Colin? How nude should he be?"
"I'm not posing bloody naked!" Draco exclaimed.
Theo grinned. "Don't worry, I'll help you find an outfit to scantily cover your bits. Colin, go get started with Blaise. He'll be easier to convince. He's in the Russian Palace Suite on the other side of the manor."
Colin nodded as Draco gave him directions and took off to find Blaise. Once he was out of earshot, Theo turned back to Draco.
"He'll be awhile with Blaise. Ten Galleons Blaise convinces him to go down on him while he's there?"
Draco snorted. "No dice. Blaise has only had his hand since we got here. He's going to take one look at Creevey and think fresh meat. Ten Galleons says he shags him."
"Shags Colin?"
Draco smirked. "Bet?"
Theo sighed. "Colin's going to cave like a kid given chocolate. I'll take your bet and in the meantime, you're going to have another guest once school lets out in a few weeks. Daphne's little sister. She's barely fifteen and escaping a marriage to Amycus Carrow."
Draco grimaced. "That man is rotten inside and out."
"And then some," Theo agreed. "My father always made remarks about him being closer to his sister than he should have been."
"I heard my parents once say they were lovers, so trust me, I believe that," Draco retorted.
Theo led Draco up the stairs. "As I said, she'll be here in a few weeks. I appreciate you coming back and doing this, Draco. These girls… this little bit… it's worth it."
Draco nodded. "Yeah, it is worth it. I'm glad I came back, too."
"And in return for you doing such a nice thing that I helped you agree to do, I'm going to help you figure out what you're going to wear for the photo."
Draco sighed. "Why are you making me do this, Theo?"
"Because I love you, darling, and you have a spectacular arse that deserves to be on the list."
Draco snorted. "Every time I think I miss you, you open your mouth."
Theo grinned and draped an arm around his friend's shoulders. "Love you, too. Now come on, let's go find the perfect trousers to showcase this sweet arse."
"I'm not posing," Draco insisted.
Theo ignored him and led his friend upstairs, whistling. "You are and it will be good for you."
Draco sighed dramatically and Theo grinned.
This calendar was going to be stupendous!
~ ASC ~
Blaise was lounging in the large bed, mindlessly doodling with his wand in the air in a stream of gold dust. Being hidden away in Malfoy Manor was starting to take its toll on him. At least when he'd been in Italy he had felt a little more freedom of movement. Now unless he took a brisk walk outside in the December cold, he only had the house to roam around in.
Not that the house wasn't nice, but having crying babies and confused witches around made it harder. Not to mention the fact that he hadn't had sex since he left Italy. A small part of him had hoped one of the witches might be interested in something, but they had been through too much. He would never impose himself on them like that. He and Draco did what they could to help them with the babies, to talk to them about what they had gone through. Ted and Andromeda Tonks were truly a godsend and came to share meals with them, cook and help with the babies, and offer advice and an ear to listen. Andromeda was there every day for at least eight hours, sometimes longer. Ted always came by after work to help out and was here at least one day on the weekends. They brought schoolwork with them and news of the outside, but still it felt like he was trapped here in a way that being in Italy hadn't.
The knock on his door didn't even make him move as he called out for the person to come in. The last person he expected to see standing there was Colin Creevey. He shifted, the silk sheet moving over his naked thighs as he took in the tall, thin blond head of curls with the bright blue eyes.
"Creevey," he said in surprise. "Why the hell are you here?"
"Um, Theo sent me to find you. I need to get some photos for the paper."
Blaise arched a perfect brow. "The paper?"
Colin nodded, shifting in the doorway. "The Hogwarts Herald. And for a calendar shoot we're doing."
"Close the door and tell me more."
Colin closed the door behind him, carefully moving his camera bag to the floor next to him, but he made no move to get closer. "We're going to donate the money to the children's charity at St Mungo's and sell calendars to the student body to earn the money. Someone submitted an article to the paper ranking the top ten best arses of Hogwarts and you and Draco were given honourable mentions. We wanted to include you two in the calendar."
Blaise's grin was quick. "Best arse, eh?"
"Yes. Among other things," Colin said. "The author called you the Incorrigible Italian."
Blaise laughed. "I'm in. Come over here and tell me the plan."
Colin grabbed his camera bag and moved over to the step leading up to the big bed where Blaise was still lounging. "Um… we wanted to get a few different poses and make sure that we have a photo that um… showcases your um… arse."
Blaise's lips curved as he stretched under the silk sheet. "No problem. How naked do you want me?"
Colin blushed. "Erm… you probably shouldn't be naked."
Blaise shrugged and stood up, letting the sheet fall to the bed. He stretched his arms up over his head, standing completely naked. "All right, well, come help me find something suitable to wear then and I'll hide the scar on my arm with a charm. After all, can't have a scar if I'm dead, right?"
Colin's face was bright red and he seemed to be trying to look anywhere but at Blaise. "Um… any trousers will be fine."
Blaise chuckled. "It's not like you haven't seen it before."
"I have a girlfriend," he blurted out.
Blaise's smile widened. "Good for you."
He moved to the wardrobe and found a pair of black leather trousers, pulling them on. He knew exactly how perfectly they cupped his arse and made his thighs look great. He intentionally didn't tie them, leaving them low on his hips and revealing just enough skin to be appealing.
"Good?"
Colin nodded.
Blaise pulled out his wand to put a disillusionment charm over his scar before he led him into the little sitting room and sat on the chaise longue, arms behind his head. He put one leg up provocatively and turned to grin at him. "How's this?"
Colin only nodded again.
It took twenty minutes for him to get the photos done. Blaise watched him finish putting everything back in his camera bag before he spoke.
"So, who's the bird?"
"What?"
"The girlfriend."
"Freya Sloan. She's a Gryffindor in my year."
Blaise smiled. "I know her. I snogged her two years ago."
"Oh," Colin said. "We've only gone out twice. It's still really new, but I like her."
"She's pretty," Blaise told him. "Great tits. I tried to finger her, but she wasn't into it."
Colin nodded, his face blushing harder.
Blaise stood up. "I'm glad that she has you now. She was a nice girl. Better than me being locked up here. Been so long since I've gotten shagged, they might have changed it."
Colin snorted. "Doubt that."
Blaise shrugged. "Freya's great. I'm happy for you, but I'm also a little disappointed."
"Disappointed?" Colin asked, looking at Blaise from under his lashes.
Blaise nodded. "Yeah. When I saw you at my bedroom door I thought my dreams had been answered and I was going to get a great blowjob."
"Oh," Colin said, his face blushing again. "Erm…"
The hesitance made Blaise take a step towards him.
"Unless you are actually interested in that again?"
When Colin didn't answer, Blaise put his hands on the top of his leather trousers and slowly inched them down his hips. Colin's eyes immediately latched onto his crotch and Blaise's lips curved.
Blaise took a step closer to him and ran his hand through his afro of blond curls. "Sorry. Can't wear these trousers all day."
Colin coughed and took a step back. "Erm… we should go see if Draco's ready for his photoshoot."
Blaise shrugged and reached down to give himself a few strokes, making his semi-hard cock more erect. "If you insist." He moved back to sit in the chaise longue and spread his legs. "I just need a good wank first. You can stay and watch if you want."
Colin tripped over his camera bag and Blaise winked at him.
"Or you can come over here and give me a hand. That's always an option."
Colin swallowed, his eyes locked on where Blaise was stroking his long shaft. When his hand moved down to fondle his balls, Colin knelt in front of him. Blaise's hand automatically reached out to grip a handful of those blond curls.
"Suck me off, Creevey."
Colin bent his head and did just that. As soon as his mouth wrapped around him, Blaise tossed his head back. Fuck, it had much too long. He hadn't had anything outside of his own hand in months. He held Colin's head in place, but Colin made no effort to stop. Instead he changed the angle and began to deep-throat him as he groaned. Merlin, it felt amazing, but he wanted more.
Blaise tugged on his hair and Colin let go of his cock, his blue eyes dazed. "You still a virgin?"
Colin shook his head.
"Can I fuck you?"
Colin's eyes widened to saucers.
Blaise stood up and moved back to his bed, stretching out on his back, his long, thick cock bouncing against his stomach. "Are you coming?"
Colin scrambled to his feet and stood in front of the bed. "Are you really going to shag me?"
"Do you want me to?"
"Yes," Colin breathed, his blue eyes wide.
"Take off your clothes."
Colin undressed so fast it was almost comical. Blaise let his eyes move down the lean, thin body. His cock was hard and pointed at his stomach, already dripping and eager. Blaise smiled.
"Turn around."
Colin did and Blaise murmured a lubrication charm.
"Now get over here and suck me off while you get yourself prepped."
Colin nodded and Blaise watched as he began to finger himself before he put his mouth back around him. He held his hand over Colin's head, groaning as he worked him and when he came in his mouth, he moaned. It wasn't long before he was hard again, Colin's mouth still working him.
"You ready?" he asked.
Colin nodded, slowly sliding his lips off of Blaise's cock. "Yes."
Blaise shot up and spun Colin around, bending him over on all fours. The moment he pushed into him, Colin winced, but a few more careful strokes had him getting in fully, groaning as he began to thrust. Colin's hand was working his own cock, stroking himself in time to Blaise's thrusts and when Blaise came, Colin cried out, finishing himself off.
Blaise grunted, flinging himself onto his back on the silk sheets. "Fuck, I needed that. Thanks, Creevey." He reached out to smack the blond's arse with a grin. "Now let's go find Draco and see how many naughty poses we can make him do before he realizes we're fucking with him."
Colin nodded, his breath ragged. "Okay."
Blaise used his wand to clean them both up before he moved to the wardrobe to find some clothes. "Thanks for the shag. Let's go."
When Colin limped out of the bedroom with his camera bag, Blaise grinned. This had definitely been the surprise he needed.
~ ASC ~
They had barely returned to Hogwarts before Colin grabbed Theo's arm. "I let Blaise shag me."
Theo laughed. "I knew it! It took you way too long to get his photos done. Bloody hell, that bloke has no boundaries and I lost ten fucking Galleons to Draco!"
Colin's face was red. "It was like I couldn't say no… he's just so… no one should be allowed to be that sexy! It's a crime! And when he was naked and… I was deep-throating him like a starving man and I have zero willpower. I'm a complete slag. Just kill me now."
Theo grinned, his arm draping around Colin's shoulders. "No, Blaise is a bloody slag, not you. He's a selfish bastard is what he is. Only cares about himself. You succumbed to his charms like almost everyone else. You're human."
Colin swallowed. "What do I tell Freya?"
Theo bit his lip. "Well, that's up to you. I mean, you haven't been dating that long only three weeks, right?"
Colin nodded.
"Have you talked about being exclusive?"
"Well, no," Colin admitted. "But I mean, I just sucked Zabini's cock and let him fuck me. That's not great boyfriend material. She's going to ditch me and I deserve it. I'm a horrible person!"
Theo grinned. "True, that is a shit move. I don't know, Colin. It's up to you. I think you two should talk about being exclusive and see what her thoughts are on that and then maybe decide from there. It is a new relationship. It's barely been three weeks since your first date. Have you even done anything other than snog?"
"I kissed her tits," Colin told him. "Through her bra though. And someone told me once that it's not cheating if it's you know, another bloke."
Theo raised an eyebrow. "Not true. Cheating is cheating and never take advice from Zabini especially when its sex advice as I said, he's a selfish bastard. But like I said, you and Freya are still so new I think that you should figure that out first before you go breaking her heart with this news."
Colin nodded, dragging a hand through his messy curls. "I'm a horrible person."
"No. You fell for Blaise's charms. The bloke is too bloody good looking for his own good. I probably would have let him shag me, too."
"Really?" Colin asked, looking at Theo skeptically. "Have you and Blaise ever…"
"Once," Theo said. "Back when I first told him that I was gay. He asked and I figured what the hell, I like cock, right? I used my hand on him at first and then I sucked him off. It was a one-time thing and well, we're friends. It never happened again and I think we both agreed it was too weird."
"Is Blaise bi?" Colin asked. "I mean… he just asked to shag me like it was so simple?"
Theo shrugged. "I don't think Blaise really cares to define what he is. The bloke is a randy bugger who likes to shag. Honestly, I don't think he cares who's under him so much as he's getting off."
"That's kind of lonely sounding," Colin admitted.
"I agree, but maybe one day someone will make him want more," Theo said. "Come on. Let's go get some lunch and then we'll set up in the seventh year dorm for Harry's photo shoot. I can't wait to see how Ginny convinces him to do this."
"Me neither," Colin admitted, brushing a curl out of his eye. "First I need to shower. I'm still a bit…"
Theo snickered. "You slag."
Colin punched his arm as Theo laughed.
"Meet you after lunch then."
He watched Colin head up to Gryffindor Tower and thought despite Colin's horror at himself, he felt a bit jealous. As much as he wasn't sad to lose Stephen, he did miss having someone. He admired Blaise's ability to shag'em and leave'em just as much as he abhorred it. Ginny was right, he would get there again.
He just wished it would be a little sooner.
~ ASC ~
Ginny saw Theo wave at her before he and Colin disappeared up the stairs to go to Gryffindor Tower and she kissed Harry's cheek. He smiled at her before turning his attention back to Seamus who was telling an inappropriate story as usual. When they finished lunch, Ginny took his hand in hers.
"I have a favour to ask."
"Oh?" Harry said, walking with his hand in hers as they headed up the stairs.
"Yes. It's upstairs."
Harry frowned. "The favour is upstairs?"
Ginny nodded and refused to say anything else as she led him up the tower and into Gryffindor. When they stepped into his dorm, Harry's eyebrow rose at the sight of Colin Creevey in his dormitory setting up his camera.
"Colin, what are you doing in here?"
"Photoshoot," Colin said, with a bright smile.
"A photo… I didn't agree to this!" Harry said, his eyes narrowing at Colin. "What are you printing about me now?"
"Nothing everyone doesn't already know," Colin said with a cheeky grin.
"Ginny, did you know about this?" Harry asked, turning to look at his girlfriend.
Ginny grinned. "I did it for you. Take off your shirt."
Harry frowned. "Is this a weird joke I missed?"
"No," Ginny said, taking his hand in hers. "We're raising money for charity and need some sexy photos of you."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "I love you, but no."
Ginny slipped her arms around his waist. "Oh, so you'll do sexy poses for the Prophet, but not for me?"
Harry's eyes softened. "I didn't… bloody hell. I regret those photos every day."
"No one else does," Colin teased. "I think there's at least one copy in every dorm."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Why me?"
"It's not just you," Ginny assured him. "Colin and I have already gotten some photos of other blokes."
"Who?" Harry asked skeptically. "What is this for again?"
"Charity," Ginny said.
"We're making a calendar of sexy Hogwarts blokes for the students," Colin explained.
"Colin!" Ginny scolded. "If you say calendar, he's going to say no!"
Harry cupped her face and kissed her. "I don't want to be on a calendar."
"In it, technically," Colin corrected. "You're going to be Mr July."
Harry sighed. "No one is going to want this."
"They will," Ginny told him. "They'll pay for it and then we'll give the money to the St Mungo's Charity for Children."
"And what is this calendar of, exactly?"
"We decided to make a calendar honouring the Best Arses of Hogwarts and sell them to the student body," Ginny said.
Harry's hand slid down to cup her arse. "So, you'll be on the first page then?"
"Male arses," Colin interrupted. "It's because of this anonymous article we received voting twelve Hogwarts blokes with the best arse. You were number one."
"Colin was number eight," Ginny said. "And you're the last one left to pose. Dean posed for Colin last night."
Harry's eyebrow rose. "Dean made the list?"
Ginny grinned. "Yes, and Seamus pouted because he didn't."
"Seamus should have," Colin interrupted. "He has a great arse. One of those adorable little bubble butts."
Harry groaned. "This is just a ridiculous conversation."
Ginny chuckled, her arms still around his waist as she looked up at him. "We already have everyone but you. Even Ron."
Harry ran a hand through his hair. "And they're all posing?"
"Yes," Colin said. "I can show you the photos if you don't believe me. You should see Theo's! He's wearing his new sleep pants from Pansy's shop and they really cup his arse. He's quite proud of it."
Harry sighed. "No, I believe you." He pulled his jumper over his head, followed by his tee shirt. "You owe me, Weasley."
Ginny grinned and kissed him. "Anything you want."
Harry pulled her up against him for another kiss. "I'll hold you to that."
Ginny smiled and reached her hands up to mess up his hair. "Unbutton your jeans."
"Ginny…"
"Mr July's going to be very delectable, right Colin?"
"Definitely!" Colin said.
Harry rolled his eyes but he undid his jeans. Ginny opened the zipper, showing off the black boxer briefs he wore beneath with Gold Snitches and urged him to sit on his bed. Harry had to close his eyes as he moved onto the bed and willed himself to think of something to not make him hard
"Stretch out Harry, yeah like that," Colin said as Harry leaned back against the headboard.
"Shift down more," Ginny instructed. "And put one arm above your head, no the other one." She lifted Harry's free hand and gently placed it on his thigh. "Relax."
Harry frowned. "How can I relax?"
She leaned down to kiss him. "Because you look so sexy."
The back of his neck flushed as Ginny adjusted his glasses and he sighed as she moved away from him.
"Bend your arm behind your head," Colin said. "Perfect. The witches are going to go wild for that tattoo. Ginny, make his nipples taut."
Harry glowered. "No."
"Spoilsport," Colin said.
Colin snapped a few photos, grinning at him as he did before he had him roll onto his stomach. His jeans slid down half an inch and Ginny grinned.
"Gods, this was such a terrible idea. This photo is going to be in everyone's bedroom," Ginny said.
"And in their wank banks," Colin said, winking at Harry. "I never knew anyone could have such a sexy back."
Harry groaned. "I hate both of you."
He leaned on his arms, his head turning to look at them as the camera flashed again and again.
"Are we done yet?" he whined after almost twenty minutes of non-stop photos.
Colin nodded. "I think so. These look great, Harry. Thanks!"
Harry waved Colin off, staying on his bed as he watched Colin pack up his camera and leave before Ginny moved to the bed.
"Thank you for doing this."
"I only said yes because you asked me," he admitted. "That was mortifying."
"You're so fit, Harry, and you don't even see it."
Harry tugged her into his lap and pinned her beneath him on the bed. "As long as you find me attractive, I don't care about everyone else."
Ginny smiled, her arms linking around his neck. "You are so attractive," she whispered, kissing him.
Harry deepened the kiss just as the dormitory door flew open.
"Aw man, Harry's in here," Seamus complained.
"And hello to you too," Harry replied, turning to glare at Seamus and Dean.
"Don't mind him," Dean said.
"I usually don't," Harry retorted.
"Dean said that we'd have the dorm to ourselves and he promised to rim me," Seamus pouted.
Harry blanched. "I really didn't need to know that."
"Go shower," Dean said, kissing his boyfriend's cheek.
Seamus skipped off with a smile and Dean tossed his cloak onto his bed.
"Sorry about him. Hi, Ginny."
"Hi, Dean," Ginny said, biting her bottom lip as she tried not to laugh.
Harry kissed her cheek. "Shall we abandon ship while it's still safe?"
Ginny giggled and pushed him off of her. "Let's go to the tower room."
Harry climbed off of the bed. He reached for his jumper, but his girlfriend beat him to it, slipping it over her head. He smiled as he watched her roll up the long sleeves before he went to his wardrobe to find another one. He planned to spend the rest of the afternoon snogging his girlfriend and reminding her that she owed him for these photos; he couldn't wait.
~ ASC ~
When Harry and Ginny abandoned the seventh year Gryffindor boys' dorm, they headed to their little tower room for some peace and quiet. Harry immediately stretched out on the long sofa on his back and held his arms out for her. She snuggled into his side until he turned, his arms holding her in place so that they were facing each other.
"Sorry about Seamus and Dean. They are… interesting roommates to say the least," Harry said, gently brushing her hair behind her ear.
"You don't have to apologize," Ginny said. "Theo is one of my best friends after all."
Harry chuckled. "Right, the King of Oversharing. This photo thing, his idea?"
"Mine," she admitted. "But he steered me there. Said the photo of him that originally came with the article didn't do his arse justice. Which to be fair, it didn't. How do you feel about the calendars?"
He winced. "I'd rather not think about it."
Ginny smiled, kissing the tip of his nose. "I know it embarrasses you, but without you on the calendar it would be very disappointing; the student body would revolt."
"Haha," he said, holding her bum to press her up against him. "I still think you should have been part of those best arses."
"It was all blokes."
"Don't care," he said, squeezing her bum. "You should be number one."
"Because yours isn't good enough?"
"Not nearly," he said, leaning in to kiss her neck.
Ginny smiled. "You know Ron is going to be hilarious when he sees the article. He's oddly vain about his behind. I don't know when it started, but he gets quite defensive about it. I blame Demelza. She's always checking the two of you out at practice."
"What?" Harry said in surprise.
"What?" Ginny teased. "Are you going to tell me that you haven't noticed her sneaking a look at your arse in practice?"
"No," he said, his cheeks heating. "But now I'm going to be self-conscious about it so thanks."
Ginny grinned, her fingers dancing along his shoulder. "She says next year will be disappointing because we won't have any eye candy on the team when I'm captain."
Harry frowned and let his hand cup her bum cheek. "Next year… I haven't even thought about it."
"You'll be in the Auror Academy."
"I hope so," he admitted. "But that depends on Voldemort and… this bloody war."
Ginny's fingers trailed over his cheeks. "I know. I know it worries you. It worries me, but… Harry, when Tom makes his move, you'll know."
"What if he keeps holding off? What if he keeps staying in hiding and doing whatever it is that he's doing? He's molding people, Gin. This bullshit with the blood registry, that's getting more serious every day. That bookstore Hermione loves in Hogsmeade wouldn't even sell her a book because she's Muggleborn. I found her crying over it the other day and she begged me not to tell Ron because we both know how he'd take it."
Ginny continued to trace his face with her fingers, taking his glasses off and tossing them onto the table behind them. "It's horrible, making people proclaim their status like being Muggleborn is a crime in some way. And they're using it as a means of protection and it somehow seems worse."
"Tonks is getting worried herself. So far, Kingsley has shielded his department from being forced to identify themselves, but she's not only a half-blood Metamorphmagus, but pregnant with a werewolf's baby. She's worried for herself and my godson," Harry admitted. "And I'm worried for her. I mean, I know she's awesome and can totally take care of herself, but she's pregnant now and… I don't know, Ginny. With Bones being killed, it seems like the people running the Ministry are not people who should be in charge."
"Bill says the same thing," she told him. "They are doing what they can from the Wizengamot, trying to stop anything that seems too suspicious from being passed, but he thinks that they're leading up to something bigger. No one knows what."
"Neville's said the same," Harry admitted. "I've contemplated a few times whether I should go in there and take my seat, but… I think my presence would make it worse. Especially with all of the Chosen One press and whatnot."
"I agree," Ginny said, trailing the side of his face and around his jaw. "Which is another reason why we decided to go ahead with this calendar idea. It will make people around here smile and forget for a little while about the horrible things that are happening out there. Plus, it's for a good cause. The children's charity could use the money especially right before the holidays."
He smiled, turning his head enough to kiss one of her fingers. "I suppose I can deal with the posing then. For you."
Ginny smiled back, her nails still gently tracing his stubble. "I told Theo you would do it for me and he said something along the lines of you being under my spell."
"Completely. Irrevocably."
Her smile faltered slightly at his words and her fingers stilled on his cheek. The way her body tensed sent a spark of uneasiness through Harry.
"Harry, I love you so much."
Harry's brow furrowed when she cupped his cheeks. "I know. I love you, too."
"I know you've forgiven me," she began, her bottom lip coming between her teeth. "I know you've said it's fine and that you understood, but being apart from you… I never meant to hurt you. I didn't want that."
"I know," he said again. "I know you needed the time and you know, I think I needed it, too. Looking back… this summer was just a blur and getting you back seemed like the solution to everything. When you told me that you needed a break, it just… I fell apart, Gin. And I'd like to say that it was because I was so heartbroken over you, which I was, but… I think everything just kind of caught up to me, you know? Dumbledore, Bellatrix, the potion, the war… it just… you were what I was focusing on and when I didn't have the antidote to focus on anymore, I just… crumbled. I shouldn't have. I should have been more focused on getting things ready like the Defence Unit for the school, figuring out what the hell Voldemort is up to and everything."
"Harry, you're allowed to be human. The world may seem like it rests on your shoulders, but it doesn't."
"Chosen One," he reminded her.
"My Chosen One," Ginny corrected. "I will always be here for you. You're it for me, remember?"
He pressed his lips to the hand still framing his face. "You're it for me, too. I want to take you to Clevedon Court over the holiday."
"Oh?" Ginny said, surprised at the change of topic.
"Dobby finished all of the renovations, the main ones. The stables are done as I told you and… I want to show it to you."
"I'd love to see it," she told him. "It will be a nice home for you one day."
His green eyes darkened. "Ginny, I want us to live there one day."
"Us?" she repeated, her eyes on his.
"Don't tell me you didn't know that already," he teased. "I want us to make it a home again. Together. Dobby even knows it, my lady."
She smiled, kissing him. "I don't know. A girl can't survive on hopes alone you know."
He pinched her hip and she squealed. "I love you, Ginny Weasley, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
"I want that too," she whispered, her forehead pressed against his. "I want our lives to be together. I want to have babies with you one day and grow old with you."
His eyes were full of an emotion she couldn't quite identify. "I want that, too. I want to practice making lots of babies with you a few million times first."
Her lips curved. "Only a few million?"
Harry's hands gripped tighter on her arse. "To start. That's not including the few million times we'll have to practice the practicing, of course."
"Oh, of course," she said, her eyes twinkling. "How could I forget that?"
"Don't know," he said, kissing her neck. "But you should definitely not forget it. And you forgot to mention the few million hours I plan to spend with my mouth on you. That's even more important." Harry nipped at her neck, sucking on the skin there. "In fact, I think that's so important that I should most definitely start practicing that bit right now."
Ginny trembled in his arms as he sucked on the side of her neck, his mouth moving to the collar of the jumper she wore. "Oh, you should, eh?"
His hands left her bum to inch his jumper up over her body, pulling it over her head. Beneath the baggy Gryffindor jumper, she wore a long sleeved cotton shirt with a scooped neckline and Harry let his lips trail lower to kiss the exposed skin, kissing each freckle with relish. His hands slid under the cotton, up her back to fiddle with her bra.
"After all," he said in between soft kisses on her skin. "We most definitely can't start practicing the rest until I've perfected this."
"Oh?" she asked, sighing when he began to pull her cotton shirt over her head.
"Yes," he insisted. "And I really must insist that you let me take as much time as I need to make sure I don't miss a single… freckle."
His tongue trailed from freckle to freckle as his hands lifted her hips, moving her up the sofa. Harry flipped her under him, a wicked grin on his face as he kissed her stomach and slowly slid his fingers into her waistband to pull down the warm black velvet tights she wore. The sight of the purple lace knickers made his smile widen.
"You're full of surprises, Miss Weasley."
Ginny smiled down at him, her fingers running through his hair. "Do you like them?"
Instead of answering her, he bent his head and pressed a kiss over the lace. Ginny shivered beneath him and he smiled, kissing the lace again. He took his time, planting slow kisses over the lace, teasing his fingers under the knickers and then sucking the lace into his mouth. Ginny whimpered. When he finally pulled the knickers off, she made a little purring sound that caused him to smile.
Harry reached down to adjust himself, trying not to think about how bloody hard his own cock was. He put her legs over his shoulders, burying his nose in the dark ginger hair before letting his tongue slip out. Ginny's hips arched and he leisurely dragged his tongue over her.
Every time he tasted her, he remembered how much he fucking missed her. It didn't matter that it had only been a few days since he'd last had his mouth on her. It didn't matter that he'd made her come with his fingers the other day in a broom cupboard. What mattered was how absolutely brilliant it was to watch her give him control.
He hadn't been lying about the practicing, but he also knew that it wasn't much needed for this. He knew her better than he knew his own body. He knew exactly where to let his tongue linger to tease, precisely where to lick, and precisely where to move his tongue. He knew when she wanted him to add his fingers and he knew when it was time for him to work on her clit. That delicious little bud of pleasure that drove her right over the edge. There was nothing Harry was more proud of than discovering, with absolute accuracy, how to pleasure the woman he loved.
His cock ached and he could feel it leaking in his trousers, but he tried to ignore it, focusing only on her and the sounds she was making. The soft pants, delightful sighs, the low moans. When her fingers gripped his hair tighter, he moved his tongue in and out of her faster and faster. His hands slid around to cup her arse, squeezing it between his hands as he lifted her up just enough to give his tongue deeper access.
Ginny cried out. Her hands left his hair, to grab his shoulders and he slid his tongue up to circle her clit. By now she was panting, her nails digging into his jumper as he slid a finger along her folds and into her. He added a second finger as his mouth sucked her bud into his mouth and she squirmed beneath him desperately. Her squirming made his hips squirm, reminding him that he had something begging for attention.
When he felt her clench around his fingers, he flattened his tongue over her clit, sucking on the right side and she fell apart. She shuddered and trembled, hands gripping the sofa for something to hold onto and screamed his name. Harry kept his mouth in place, gently licking her as she caught her breath. Then he kissed his way up her stomach, a smirk on his face.
"See? Practice makes perfect."
Ginny's slow smile made him grin back at her. "You are very cheeky, Mr Potter."
Harry kissed her belly button, slipping her legs off of his shoulders to shimmy up to kiss her. He pressed his cock against her thigh, rubbing. "Just making sure you're satisfied."
She smirked, moaning when he ground himself against her. "I'm very satisfied."
His lips met hers and she slid her hands down his back and under his jumper. The feel of her fingers on his abs made his stomach flutter in desire. He was so hard now, he thought that he was going to combust. Ginny seemed to read his mind because she pushed him off her, sitting on the sofa in just her bra and reached for his belt buckle. The moment she unzipped him, his cock pointed out of his boxers towards his stomach and she chuckled.
"Well, someone's excited."
Harry let his head fall back against the sofa cushions as she pushed his boxers down, revealing him fully and when she began to pump him, he let out a strangled breath.
"I'm not going to last long."
Ginny moved closer, her hand working him and she'd no sooner gotten a few quick strokes in before he was coming, grunting as he did and making a mess all over her hands and his jumper. He moaned as she finished him off with her hands, his green eyes on hers and when he finally finished, he pulled her chin forward to kiss her.
"I love you."
Ginny's hands rested over his flaccid cock. "I love you, too."
He wandlessly cleaned them both up and Ginny smirked at his jumper. "That might take more than a spell."
"Well, in my defence, it was worth it."
She grinned and pulled the jumper completely over his head, running her hands up his bare chest. "Harry?"
"Yeah?" he asked, his voice still a bit breathless from his orgasm.
"I can't wait to see our home together."
His slow smile made her snuggle close against his bare chest and he pulled the blanket down, covering them both. Our home, he thought with his smile widening. Nothing in the world sounded better to him than those two words.
~ ASC ~
Tonks was seated comfortably on the sofa, her legs curled under her and Remus' arm around her shoulders. Her father was sitting in his armchair as her mum brought in a tray of tea and scones.
"Sit down, Andy," Remus said. "For the last time, you don't have to serve us."
Andromeda waved him off as she sat the tray down and took a seat. "I'm happy you two could come by for dinner. I know that your jobs have both been very demanding lately."
Tonks shrugged. "The office work is more or less driving me mad. Not being in the field makes Auror work quite dull. The only saving grace I have is my late morning Hidden Passions dates with my second husband."
"She's become addicted," Remus said, rolling his eyes. "And stop calling him your husband."
"But he is. He's my work husband. I love it when Remus gets jealous," she said, grinning at her parents as Remus huffed. "And I'm not addicted, but it's just so easy to get hooked. I'm dying to find out if Ridge is the father of Harmony's baby or if it secretly is Nash after she gave him that love potion."
Remus rolled his eyes again. "Addicted."
Andromeda chuckled. "It is a great program. They do a good job at keeping you guessing. It's been on for, oh thirty years already and there's always a new generation they introduce. I think the real story right now is whether or not Sloan is going to find out if Maybel is his daughter."
Ted shook his head. "Andromeda, let's save the Hidden Passions conversation for next time."
Tonks grinned. "Don't want to know about the excitement happening in Arcane Falls, Dad?"
"I think we have enough excitement right here," he said. "Your mother and I are going to France."
"Oh? Any reason?"
"Its going to start off as a little holiday for the two of us, but then we're hoping to bring six more to Draco and Blaise."
"Six?" Tonks exclaimed in surprise.
"Three witches and three babies," Andromeda said. "Snape stopped by the other day to fill us in."
"Snape?" Remus asked, his brow furrowing. "No one's heard from him in months."
Ted nodded. "Exactly. We were surprised ourselves to see him, with two legs, might I add. From the little information he provided, he's been staying under the radar. He says these three witches are the ones that he's wanted to get out the fastest and the ones who have been the most closely watched."
"Who are they?" Remus asked.
"Crouch's two wives and the wife of Rabastan Lestrange."
Remus let out a slow breath. "And what makes him think that he can get them out this time?"
"He didn't say," Ted admitted. "But he did warn us that there was a limited window of opportunity. We'll have to do the first leg of the journey on foot and we'll have to find a place to remove the Dark Marks before we can get them to the safe house."
"That sounds like a lot of work," Tonks said. "You're not doing this alone."
"We're hoping not to," Ted assured her. "I thought that you could talk to King and get a few Order members to be there to assist. We might need help with the babies and removing the Dark Marks."
"But not too many people," Andromeda said. "We do need to stay under the radar if we're leaving on foot to begin with."
Remus nodded. "You'd want at least two, preferably three or four to help balance the witches."
Ted tapped his fingers on his knee. "We don't want to scare the witches either. We want them to know that they're safe. Our plan is to remove the Dark Marks and then take a portkey to England; from there we can side-Apparate them to Wiltshire. It has to be a step by step process to ensure that we're not risking the safety of the others. But removing the marks beforehand is vital. We can't have them tracking us either."
"But you don't want to use the safe house here in England?" Remus asked.
Tonks shook her head. "It's not worth the risk. Dad's right, it's better to remove the Dark Mark before they even leave France so that Voldemort doesn't track them to England. If he thinks that they were killed in France, it will throw him off the scent."
Ted nodded. "Exactly. From the little Snape hinted at and from what we know about Crouch and Lestrange, we can assume that these witches are also the most damaged and suffered the most abuse and trauma. We don't know what kind of condition they're going to be in when we find them."
Andromeda clasped her hands together. "They might find trusting us the hardest, especially me."
Ted's eyes darkened. "Her likeness to Bellatrix sometimes causes a bit of a shock reaction until they realize that her heart is made of pudding."
Andromeda gave her husband an amused look. "It's not made of pudding, Edward! Don't be ridiculous."
Tonks giggled. "Actually, Mum, that's a good description."
Andromeda shushed her and urged her to stand. "Come help me in the kitchen, Pixie."
"Why? Do you want something to blow up?" Remus retorted, making Tonks elbow him. "Ow!"
"You're lucky you're cute," Tonks said.
"I'll keep a close eye on her," Andromeda assured him, leading her daughter from the living room.
Tonks followed her mother through the swinging door into the kitchen and hopped up onto the counter. "You don't really want my help in here, do you?"
"No," Andromeda said in amusement. "I have the pot roast in the oven already anyway. I wanted to take a good look at you."
Tonks smiled and lifted her shirt up to reveal her stomach. At five months pregnant, she was starting to show now. A small baby bump that she could still hide under a bulky jumper.
Andromeda smiled and placed her hands over her daughter's stomach. "I can't believe that my baby has a baby growing inside of her."
"Me neither," Tonks said. "It still surprises me."
"It's a boy?"
"Yes, Mum. It's still a boy," Tonks said in amusement. "And no, we still haven't decided on a name."
"Naming him after Remus' father would be nice."
Tonks made a face. "Lyall isn't a name I like. We spoke about it and Remus said that he agrees with me."
"Well, I'm sure you'll choose a good name. How's Harry been?"
"He's excited. I always fill him in after my healer appointments to tell him how his godson is doing. I asked Natalie to be godmother."
"Good," Andromeda said. "I like Natalie. She's been a lovely friend to you since you joined the Academy."
"She has," Tonks agreed. "I considered asking Charlie to be godmother just to annoy him, but Nat is who I want."
"How is she doing with her Muggle?"
Tonks shrugged. "She loves him. They've talked about moving in together. She wants to tell him that she's a witch and knowing that she can't is really hard for her to deal with."
"I can imagine. The poor dear. How have your cravings been, Dora?"
"Mostly tame," she admitted. "I haven't craved anything outrageous. Though I have wanted loads of spicy food and chocolate. But otherwise I feel great and I think Remus feels great too as I've been jumping his bones at every possible opportunity."
Andromeda chuckled. "I was like that with you as well. Your father asked me if I was trying to get pregnant while pregnant." She ran her hands over her daughter's stomach before kissing Tonks' cheek. "You're going to be such a great mum. Now, come upstairs with me. I have to show you what I bought."
Tonks groaned. "Mum! You and Dad already bought the cot and the wardrobe for the baby."
"I know," Andromeda said. "But I did some more shopping the other day after we had lunch and I found the cutest little onesies."
Tonks let her mother pull her upstairs to her old room where six shopping bags were full on the bed. "How many onesies, Mum?"
Andromeda's eyes twinkled. "I found some outfits too and some bibs. Then of course there were some pyjamas."
Tonks grinned, sitting on the bed as she began to go through the baby clothes. "You're going to spoil him rotten!"
"Only until you give me two or three more."
Tonks snorted. "Let me give birth once first before we go into that. Zee said you spoil Mina and Leo as well."
"Well, Edward and I are basically their aunt and uncle, it's the least we can do," Andromeda said. "It's such a hardship to spend time snuggling two babies."
"I can tell," Tonks teased, pulling out a little onesie with a fake tie and suspenders. "Oh my goodness!"
"It comes with a little tweed jacket with elbow patches," Andromeda said, holding up the little jacket. "It reminded me of Remus."
"It's perfect," Tonks said, kissing her mother's cheek.
"Good," Andromeda said. "Now, let's talk about your plan for the nursery. You're turning Harry's room into it, right?"
"Yes," Tonks said. "Remus and I spoke to him about it last month and he said he assumed as much. He doesn't stay over at the cottage like he did when he was a kid and well, let's face it. He'll probably going to be moving out of Black Cottage when he finishes school in June. He thinks it's a great idea. I like the idea of keeping the grey brick as part of the decor."
"Oh?"
"I'm going to paint the rest of the walls a bright teal and the wall across from the brick I want to do in stripes like an afghan in teal, bright yellow, and dark grey."
"Oh, Dora, that will look lovely!"
Tonks nodded. "I think so. Molly already made me a lovely baby blanket in those colours. Mum, can I ask you something?"
Andromeda smiled. "Of course, Dora. What's troubling you, Pixie?"
"Nothings troubling me really it's just… when did you know that I was a Metamorphmagus?"
"Oh, you know that we didn't find that out until you were older. Your father and I just thought it was all accidental magic. After all, no one had been a Metamorphmagus in the Black family line in centuries so, we never even considered it."
"Yeah, but did you know when you were pregnant that I was going to be different?"
Andromeda raised an eyebrow. "No, but looking back, I think that there were signs."
"Like what?"
"Well," Andromeda said, looking thoughtful. "When I was about four months along with you, I kept waking up with pink and purple hair. Your father thought it was hilarious. I was a little less than thrilled. One morning I took a bath and when I looked into the mirror, it wasn't my face staring back at me but… well yours, darling. It's your face I saw. I never realized that until just now. The healers all attributed it to you causing mischief in the womb, but now I wonder if it was your powers growing through me."
"Changing my hair every day is as natural as breathing to me," Tonks told her. "I don't even realize I've done it half the time, but sometimes lately my ends have been turning teal, almost turquoise. It's part of why Rem and I decided on that colour for the nursery. We think the baby likes it."
"Maybe," Andromeda said. "He likes turquoise. That's adorable. Maybe you should give him an under the sea nursery with big sea turtles?"
Tonks grinned. "I think the teal will be good. I love the yellow and grey with it. It's so bright and toned down at the same time. Remus says the bright screams me and the grey is his personality. I told him that it's the perfect combination!"
Andromeda smiled. "You two are going to be just fine. Now, let's talk more about the final touches on the nursery."
"Mum, it's almost finished. We're moving the furniture in."
"It isn't finished until that beautiful baby boy arrives."
"Yes, Mum." Tonks said dutifully.
Andromeda clapped her hands together. "Come on. Let me show you what I found in storage in the other day!"
Tonks followed her mother upstairs into the small attic, curiously looking over the box Andromeda pulled out. "Are those my old band tee shirts?"
Andromeda nodded. "Most of them. Look, this one is from when you were only twelve and were absolutely obsessed with that punk band, The Wolf Pack."
"Oh, here's my Billy Idol tee shirt and look, Aerosmith! Oh my gods! I thought I lost my Kat Jones shirt!"
Andromeda chuckled. "I don't know when I accumulated all of these, but I had an idea."
"Oh?" Tonks asked, holding up a Pat Benatar shirt. "Do you think this would fit over my baby bump?"
"No," Andromeda said. "Dora, listen, I was thinking that I could cut them up and make a quilt with them."
"Cut them — wait, a quilt?"
Andromeda nodded. "You have at least thirty different ones. Look, here's Ted Nugent, The Ramones, The Charmers, The Goblins, your father's old Edward Bear Revue shirt that made you convinced the blues were for you when you were ten, oh and here's your Kansas shirt… If you were willing to give me some of the ones you still have, we can add them. I can make a huge quilt with all of the bands you love and you can give it to the baby or keep it for yourself. It wouldn't take me too long if I got started right away. It might even be done in time for the baby to be born in April."
"Mum… I love it!" Tonks said, throwing her arms around Andromeda. "It's perfect! And what a cool idea!"
Andromeda kissed her daughter's cheek. "I thought I'd ask Molly to help me as quilting works better with an extra person and she's much more skilled than I am."
"Yes!" Tonks exclaimed, hugging her mother tightly. "I'll go through my shirts at home too and we'll add to it. After all, I can always get more band shirts after this pup comes and we can get out to see more concerts!"
"Exactly," Andromeda said.
Tonks looked down at the box of tee shirts with a smile and thought there was another reason she was looking forward to having this baby. He was going to love concerts just as much as she did. She rubbed a hand over her stomach, still holding The Wolf Pack tee shirt with a smile.
She couldn't wait to tell Remus.
~ ASC ~
When Tonks and Remus left her parents house, Tonks kissed her husband the moment they arrived in their living room.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"For being fantastic," Tonks said. "Mum loves the nursery idea so far."
"Your mum has gone overboard on baby clothes," Remus said, eyeing the bags he carried. "Zee already said we can use a lot of Leo's."
"I know," Tonks said. "But it's her first grandbaby! She's excited! She's going to make him a quilt!"
"A quilt?"
Tonks nodded. "With my old concert tee shirts. Isn't that the coolest thing ever?"
Remus grinned. "That is very cool. Does that mean that you won't be wearing your Weird Sisters shirt around the house anymore?"
"Well, to be fair, it doesn't fit well anymore," Tonks said. "And after the baby is born we'll go to a new concert and get a new shirt for me and the baby!"
Remus chuckled. "Deal."
He put the bags on the ground near the sofa and urged her to sit down before he knelt before her, putting his cheek against her stomach.
"And how are we feeling tonight, Mrs Lupin?"
"Good," she told him. "Though I think this little pup is doing somersaults in there."
Remus chuckled, placing his hand over the bump. "If he's anything like his mother, he might come out doing them."
Tonks ran her fingers through her husband's hair. "I have been thinking about a name I like."
"Oh?" Remus said, lifting his head to look into her eyes.
"Come sit with me."
Remus stood and sat on the sofa next to her, taking her hands in his and kissing them. "What are you thinking?"
She bit her bottom lip. "Mum mentioned that we should consider naming him after your father and I said that we kind of vetoed the name Lyall."
"Are you going back to it?" Remus asked. "You said that you didn't want him to have a star name or some long mouthful that he would grow to hate."
"I only like it when you call me Nymphadora and you know it."
His slow smile made her stomach flutter. "I do know it, Nymphadora."
Tonks squeezed his hands. "But I do like the idea of naming him after someone we care about."
"Who were you thinking?"
"Well, my first thought was after Harry's dad, but Harry might want to name his son James one day so I would never take that from him. Then Natalie bought us that huge chocolate brown bear and she said something about a teddy bear being a boy's first friend and…"
"And what? I told you, the stuffed wolf wouldn't be as cute, Dora."
She swatted his arm. "That giant stuffed wolf is perfect! But Remus, what do you think if we name him after my dad?"
"Edward?"
She nodded. "Everyone calls my dad Ted, only my mum calls him Edward and when he was a boy, Dad said my gran called him little Teddy."
"Like the bear," Remus said with a smile. "Teddy Lupin."
Her smile widened. "Exactly. I like it. Our little Teddy cub."
Remus kissed her forehead. "Teddy. It's perfect, Nymphadora. You're perfect."
He kissed her and she cupped his cheek in her hand.
"We're going to be awesome parents."
He chuckled. "Always so sure of yourself. It's one of my favourite things about you."
Tonks smiled and let her fingers slip under his jumper. "Do you have many favourite things about me?"
"Yes," he said.
Tonks pushed his jumper up. "Tell me."
"Why don't I show you instead?" he said, kissing her nose.
"I'm a big fan of demonstrations," Tonks told him, smirking when he pulled the jumper over his head. "I learn even better when my professor is naked."
Remus' lips curved. "Oh, you do, do you?"
"Take them off, Deputy Headmaster. Take it all off."
Remus slowly undressed, his eyes on her the whole time and when he finally pulled his boxers down, his large erection pointing at his stomach, she licked her lips.
"What are you going to demonstrate first?"
Remus bent down to kiss her, grinning when her hand fisted around him. "I thought I'd start with how much I love this mouth."
Tonks grinned, her eyes twinkling. "Oh? What do you like most about my mouth?"
Remus' thumb brushed over her bottom lip. "Right now, I'm thinking about how much I love when it's wrapped around my cock."
Tonks' tongue darted out across her bottom lip. "Funny, I was thinking the same thing."
Remus gripped the back of the couch, half standing half kneeling between the floor and the sofa as she wrapped her mouth around him. "Merlin, I love your mouth." His hand went to the back of her head, gently guiding her over him.
Tonks twirled her tongue around his tip with a seductive smile. "Do you remember the first time I put my mouth here? You were trying to escape in the middle of the night because you know, you weren't good enough for me or some other bullshit you tried to feed me."
Remus nodded. "I remember. I was an arsehole."
She chuckled as his tip nudged her lips. She kissed it before she continued. "I told you that I'd never had a cock in my mouth before and I didn't know what I was doing…"
Remus groaned. "You certainly know what you're doing now when you're not teasing me!"
She licked him again. "I would never tease you like that."
His whisky eyes darkened to molten gold and she winked at him before she took his balls into her mouth and sucked slowly. Remus moaned.
"So, what do you like most about my mouth, Remus?" she asked, her lips brushing over him again.
Remus panted. "Fuck… I… I love your lips and… the way you smile."
"My smile?" she teased, sucking his balls again in aching slowness. "That's the best you can come up with?"
"Y-y-your tongue," he hissed. "I love your tongue and the way you kiss."
"Like this?" she said, dragging her tongue up his balls to the base of his cock.
Remus' eyes rolled. "Yes!"
Tonks slid her hands over his thighs. "Or perhaps you like when my mouth does this." She lowered her head to kiss under his balls and slid her tongue into him. He shuddered against her. "Or this," she said a moment later, kissing her way back over his cock.
Remus was making a sound akin to begging. "Nymphadora…"
"Or perhaps it's this," she said, her eyes on him as she sucked her finger into her mouth in slow motion and then slid it into him.
He groaned. "Dora…"
Tonks bit her bottom lip, giving him a devilish smirk before she took him back into her mouth. Remus wasn't sure when he'd lost the upper hand here, but now he was much too busy enjoying being pleasured by his wife to care. Her finger slid in deeper and he grunted as she sucked more of him into her mouth. When her lips pressed against his base, he moaned.
Merlin, the fact that she could deep-throat him destroyed him. She added a second finger and he held onto the sofa for support, his other hand in her hair. Her fingers pumped in and out of him, hitting his sweet spot and when he came, he cried out, his eyes closing in ecstasy. Tonks lingered on his cock, slowly milking every last drop from him before she kissed his tip.
"So, Professor? What do you like about my mouth now?" she asked, her eyes twinkling.
Instead of answering, Remus collapsed onto the sofa next to her and pulled her mouth down to his. Yeah, he really loved Tonks' mouth.
End Author's Notes:
I made up a few of Tonks' band tee shirts. These are the bands/singers that I came up with: The Wolf Pack, Kat Jones, The Charmers, and The Goblins.
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