Black as Night

At number 12 Grimmauld Place that evening dinner turned into a rather interesting affair. Hermione and Ginny were being overly perky; Remus was trying not to burst into laughter every few minutes while Draco shot Sirius glares over the jug of pumpkin juice in the centre of the table at the same time as comforting Harry, who believed he had gone temporarily blind from hysteria and hadn't spoken a word since had run screaming from the bathroom.

To a passer by it would appear that they had entered an insane asylum; to Sirius he was convinced he was living in one.

"Pass the butter please," Hermione asked with a smile so bright she could have been in a toothpaste commercial.

"Certainly," Remus said lifting the dish and passing it to her; they exchanged an amused look that Sirius didn't miss. His scowl increased and a small growl escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Sirius leaned forward to grab the pumpkin juice at the same time Draco did and as their hands clashed, they exchanged a glare.

"Ladies first," Sirius spat slumping back in his chair and folding his arms across his chest as he watched the blonde pour first Harry a glass then himself one leaving a mere drop in the bottom of the jug. He placed the empty jug in the centre of the table with a smirk.

"All yours," The Malfoy heir drawled making the Animagus growled again. Sirius stood abruptly from the table, everyone stopped what they were doing thinking that a punch was about to be thrown when he instead ripped open one of the countless cabinets and pulled out a half empty bottle of fire whisky. He returned to the table and pulled the stopper out with his teeth, spitting it into a corner before taking a long swig.

He slammed the glass bottle on the table and smirk at the scowling Malfoy in front of him. Sirius took up his fork and stabbed a piece of broccoli on his plate biting into it viciously never taking his stare away from the younger man. Draco looked away in disgust and Hermione gave a sigh before placing her fork and knife delicately on her barely touched plate.

"Sirius, stop acting like a child," she scolded,

"I'm not the one acting like a child. He started it," Sirius growled pointing his fork with the half eaten vegetable still speared on its end in the direction of Draco and Harry.

"I did not you stupid mutt. You started it when you decided to deface the bathroom wall and blind Harry in the process. What were you thinking leaving the door open? Have you no consideration for the other people who have to live here and use that bathroom?" Draco exploded throwing his own fork down with a loud clatter.

"And you and my godson have never 'defaced' the bathroom wall before? I've heard you at night when you think were all asleep, what you do in there is far worse than what I got up to this afternoon,"

Draco mouth opened and closed a few times like a fish trying to breath out of water before whipping his wand from within his robes and practically leaping over the table at the older man. A small scuffle ensued where Sirius was able to flip the Draco off him and pin him to the floor holding his wand hand above his head so he couldn't use it.

"Think you can beat me Malfoy? Think you're better than me?" Sirius snarled in his face raising his own wand about to hex the blonde into oblivion.

"STOP THIS INSTANT!" came the deafening roar "I will not have you beat or hex each other into a bloody mess in my kitchen," both men looked up to see Ginny Weasley standing above them with her hands on her hips in a perfect imitation of her mother, all the way down to the scowling disapproval in her expression.

"Now you can either act like civil human beings or you can get out. The choice is up to you," She began to tap her foot in irritation and Sirius decided it would be best if he got off Malfoy before the she decided to hex him first. Standing up he brushed off his robes and offered a hand to Draco who promptly refused it and pushed himself to his feet.

They all sat down and the rest of the meal was spent in silence except for the occasional irritated sigh from one of the women or the uncontrollable snickers from a highly amused Remus. Sirius chose to ignore the heated glares being sent his way and when their plates were finally cleared he decided to forego dessert and excused himself instead.

Shuffling down the hallway he tried to ignore the fact they had all begun talking about him the moment he had left the room. Let them talk, he thought, he couldn't give a toss what they thought and as for the Malfoy brat, well he had his head stuck so far up his arse it didn't matter what was going on around him as long as his precious hair wasn't mussed up. What Sirius wouldn't give to have gotten just one hex in; he contemplated all the evil things he could do to the pureblood, like maybe putting purple dye in his shampoo, or maybe snuffles could pee in everyone of his expensive Italian leather shoes.

Sirius was still smiling at the thought of getting revenge when he climbed into bed, ready to end the horrid day; maybe tomorrow would be better, he sighed and snuggled into his pillows finally succumbing to sleep.

Sirius snuffled and rolled over; whatever had just woken him up could wait till morning. Something soft and light tickled his nose again making his whole face screw up in displeasure. He would have ignored it again and tried to get back to sleep if the soft giggling that was permeating his consciousness was now very obviously coming from either side of him.

He cracked open one eye to stare straight into a honey gaze clouded with lust. "Sirius," she whispered huskily before leaning in the last few inches and kissing him with all the fiery passion she possessed her arms locked around his neck to hold him in place. Sirius responded with equal enthusiasm and was just about to roll the witch onto her back when a third hand snaked down his back and circled his torso.

He broke away from Hermione and rolled over coming face to face with a grinning Ginny; Sirius had a moment to register that both women were in his bed naked before the red head pulled him to kiss him breathless.

Hermione not wanting to be left out began kissing a path from his neck all the way down his spine and back up again, while Ginny's hands travelled down to cup his growing manhood. He cried out as Hermione's hand joined hers and they began to pump in unison; he turned his head to kiss the brunette and was shocked to see her lips were momentarily occupied.

He panted and watched with growing arousal as his two lovers kissed each other passionately as their bodies moved together over him. Sirius flipped onto his back to get a better view and reached his hands up to fondle their swinging breasts making them moan into each other. Sirius had died and gone to heaven; that was the only explanation for it.

They let go of him simultaneously and Hermione began to shuffle toward the end of the bed and since she was attached to Ginny's mouth Ginny was forced to move in the opposite direction, her knees resting just above Sirius's head. The women broke apart and all three of them were breathing heavily; the sent of arousal heavy in the small room. The two women shared a conspiring look that Sirius didn't miss before his vision was suddenly blurred as Ginny leaned in to kiss him again, her long hair acting as a curtain.

He felt Hermione's curls caress his loins and her breath ghost over his straining manhood and he suddenly had to restrain himself from bucking his hips. Her light laughter drifted up to him as if she was fully aware how great his need to feel her lips around him was. Her hot breath was suddenly much closer and he groaned into Ginny's mouth as her tongue plunged in as if on queue. He bucked involuntarily as he felt Hermione's wet tongue flick the tip of his cock repeatedly and she moved her hands to hold him down as she moved all the way down to his base and back using the quick rapid movement.

He broke away from Ginny's mouth unable to slow his breathing and she took the opportunity to smooth her hands down his chest, unable to resist the tempting breasts the dangled above his face he raised himself on his elbows and took the one ripe nipple in his mouth suckling hard. The younger women cried out and Hermione looked up and smiled at the night before returning and taking Sirius even deeper in her mouth.

They continued this way for long minutes writhing against each other until Hermione sat up and rested back against her haunches, Ginny did the same and they smile wantonly down at Sirius who chest was rising and falling so rapidly he was certain a heart attack was immanent. Hermione moved to straddle his hips her knees on either side of his and she got a firm hold on his base holding him so that she could slowly impale herself. Head thrown back and eyes closed she looked like an angel.

She slowly lifted herself almost off him and held still for a long second before plunging back down letting out a throaty moan. Ginny shifted and crawled over to sit by Sirius's side and he watched fascinated as Hermione noticed her and leant down to initiate another kiss between them. Ginny's body moved in time to Hermione's thrusts and Sirius smiled as he watched the two caressed each other having had no idea they swung that way let alone fancied each other, it was such a turn on.

Ginny broke free from Hermione and moved to kiss Sirius again, lying flush against his side and holding his face to hers. Sirius's hands were everywhere as she took as much as she gave; Hermione obviously appreciated the show as well because he felt her inner walls begin to close around him in an almost painful grip and her gasps became moans. He began thrusting on her plunge hitting the spot within her that made her see stars of pleasure.

He moved his hand down Ginny's flat stomach and parted her wet folds to caress her bud of pleasure not wanting her to miss out and she cried out against him. With a sudden spreading of heat and through endless gasps the three came together in a cataclysmic orgasm that left them quivering and limp.

Sirius sat up with a gasp and looked around his empty bedroom then down at his wet pyjama bottoms. He began to curse loudly, it had been a dream. The most erotic experience of his life had been a bloody dream; he should have known today would get worse.

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