Black Cats and Broomsticks

Sirius watched the Weasley twins steer Hermione out the kitchen and into the hall. The obnoxious duo deliberately slammed the front door extra hard causing the curtains of his mother's portrait to fly open and her archaic pureblood slogans to spew forth.

"Filth! Scum! By-Products of dirt and vileness! Half-breeds, mutants, freaks!" she screamed and Sirius rushed into the hall with Remus on his heels to shut the infuriating woman up.

"Shut up you old hag," Sirius yelled back at her, grabbing one side of the curtain and waiting for Remus to do the same.

"You! You defile the name of Black! Traitor!" she roared when she saw him. Sirius rolled his eyes, ignoring the sniggers from his werewolf companion as they silently counted to three and then yanked the fabric in their grips with all their might. The silence in the entrance hall was deafening as the two men panted with the effort it had taken. Sirius looked up to see Ginny leaning in the kitchen doorway watching them with an impish grin on her face.

"What?" he asked straightening up; his heart still thumping erratically in his chest, but it was no longer just from the physical exertion. That slight tilt of her lips never failed to cause a reaction in him; it was her secret knowing smile and it made any man who became subject to such a look want to do anything in their power to discover what was going on in her head.

"Nothing," she replied her grin getting wider and her eyes flashing in amusement. Remus was leaning against the wall next the portrait his chest rising and falling but becoming slower.

"Come on old men. I'll fix you both a cup of tea for your troubles and you can help me get started on my column," she laughed and turned back into the warm glow of the kitchen. Remus slapped Sirius on the back as they pushed away from the portrait to follow her.

"She called you an old man," he giggled, which earned him a glare.

"No my friend, I believe she was talking to you," Sirius grouched, shoving Remus into the wall so he could enter the kitchen first. He barely raised an eyebrow at the sight of Harry snuggled in Draco's lap, the blonde murmuring quietly in his lovers ear. Harry nodded occasionally and the remaining occupants turned a blind eye to the scene as well.

Ginny was bustling around the kitchen gathering and preparing ingredients. After leaving Hogwarts she had worked diligently to perfect her craft and was now one of the wizarding world's youngest and most renowned seer; working as a free lance writer she spent a large majority of each month preparing horoscopes. This month she was writing a column on new methods of reading tea leaves, working on her theory of that the zodiac symbols were infact very influential in a persons reading.

The kettle on the stove whistled loudly and Ginny rushed to get it off, setting it on a heat proof mat on the table. They watched as she added several herbs and muttered an incantation, her soothing voice barely audible. Sirius watched her delicate pink lips move, admiring the contours and shape he knew so well. Her heavily made up lashes brushed her cheek bones as she concentrated and weaved her magic.

She took three deep breaths in before looking up at the four men who, three of whom were watching her with intently. "Done," she said in a dreamy voice that would have rivalled Luna Lovegood; her normally sky blues eyes were a deep sapphire, they all knew from experience that this was a sign she was still deeply entrenched in her inner magic. Sirius recalled the first time he had seen her like this, realising that she was the quintessence of what it meant to be a witch.

It had been roughly six months before hand that he had accidentally walked in on her during a ceremony he would never forget. She sat within a circle of salt with four bowls strategically placed around her, her black robes flared out by her sides. Candles filled the empty room on the forth floor, usually reserved for Remus's time of the month. Sirius stood in the doorway in stunned silence. He had never seen Ginny look so spiritual or so unbelievably beautiful, with her hair almost sweeping the floor and her eyes closed in deep concentration.

She was murmuring to herself, lost in whatever spell she was weaving and Sirius occasionally picked up on a few of the words; she was calling on the elements. A sudden burst of light filled the room and four spirals emerged surrounding her – one red, one blue, one green and one yellow. He watched in awe as she stood and the colours surrounded her like vibrant ribbons, wrapping her in a cocoon. Sirius panicked for a second thinking she was going to suffocate but the next moment the ribbons contracted around her then moulded to every curve of her body. The next thing he remembered was the colours seeming to melt and absorb into her body.

Arms outstretched she fell to her knees and the candles stopped their mad flickering. Sirius was almost too afraid to go over and see if she was alright but she suddenly looked up at him. Even from his position in the doorway he could see the blazing sapphire in her eyes and he was left speechless.

"Sirius," she breathed and it was like a sirens call. He felt his feet move from beneath him as he approached her as if against his will. A gust of wind blew from one outstretched hand and parted the salt circle, creating a doorway for him to enter and with a flick of her wrist re-assembled itself once he had entered. He dropped to his knees in front of her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down to kiss him with all the fiery passion she possessed.

His response was immediate and fierce, his body straining to get as close to her as physically possible. She quickly became the aggressor and with a strength he did not know she possessed she pushed him to the floor and climb atop him. Her writhing body and wandering hands made him instantly hard and he almost whimpered like a wounded dog when she pulled away from his mouth to tear at his robes, her soft lips and rough tongue causing unbelievable sensations wherever they touched.

She finally released his aching erection and wasted no time pulling aside her robes, revealing her naked form beneath. They both groaned as she slid easily over his length and she barely paused to breathe before she was lifting herself off his again. He rode him hard and fast, pinning his hands above his head as she stared down at him with an intensity he had never seen in her before – he wondered vaguely if it was a reaction to the spell she had cast.

He gave a few short thrusts into her willing body and before he knew it his head was thrown back and his shouts of satisfaction were bouncing off the empty walls. He felt her fluttering orgasm begin, caressing him so intimately and he soft cries were music to his ears. She immediately collapsed on top of his chest and he raised his head only to see that she was fast asleep. He gently moved them down to his bedroom where she didn't wake up till the next morning, not remembering a thing and her eyes returning to their normal sky blue colour.

He had found her this way several times, always on a dark moon. Yet they never spoke about it and he was forever in the dark about exactly why she performed the spell. He had a feeling it had to do with her powers as a seer. Looking at her now he realised she was looking at him expectantly. So was a grinning Remus and an annoyed looking Malfoy for that matter. He raised an eyebrow in question.

"Black get your head out of the gutter and drink the blasted tea," Draco finally muttered out of the corner of his mouth. This is when he realised Ginny already had three empty china cups before her and was waiting on his. He downed the scolding liquid in two gulps and pushed the cup toward the witch. Her eyes were still dark which meant she was still under the influence of her inner power.

She raised her wand and the cups began spinning around each other, mixing up the order before finally coming to rest in a neat row. Taking a deep breath she picked up the first.

"Sagittarius," she said quietly, and Remus perked up realising that was his cup, "I see a great many words in the near future – you will exchange correspondence with an unexpected acquaintance," Remus smiled and accepted his cup back before recording her every word so she could use it as reference for her column.

She reached for the next mug, "Leo," Harry lifted his head, Sirius had been sure his godson had fallen asleep on his boyfriends lap, "Today you will be "mooned" by a cat. Fortunately, you won't notice", Remus sniggered at Harry and Draco's perplexed look. But Ginny seemed oblivious to anything else going on in the room as she picked up the next cup. Remus was the only one who noticed her eyes getting lighter, which meant her reading would not be as accurate as it should be – he made a note on the side of her notebook.

"Gemini," she breathed "You are about to have an unfortunate episode involving insects, pumpkin juice and a door," Draco looked like he was about to protest this prediction but a look from both Remus and Sirius shut him up.

Ginny picked up the final cup which was Sirius's and turned it in her palm several times. Remus noticed her eyes had returned to their normal colour and her lip tilted ever so slightly. "Aries, it is a good day to take up knitting, on horseback. Everyone needs an adventure", a small giggle escaped as Sirius snatched the cup from her hands and stared down into the dregs.

"You little con-artist. It does not say that, it says I am divided on an issue but all will be resolved in time", he growled, "I didn't get all O's in Divination for nothing",

Ginny laughed at his indignation, which just irritated him more before standing to wash the breakfast dishes, snatching the offending tea cup from his hand and kissing him on the forehead.

"Actually I believe you received all O's because of me. You just copied my work and passed that way," Remus said picking up the Daily Prophet again. Sirius glowered, what was it with this whole house ganging up on him?

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