Black Coffee

Sirius followed Hermione inside, pulling his robes over his now shivering body, Hermione doing the same and closing the back door against the now cool night air.

The house was still empty from the sounds of it and Sirius couldn't help but feel grateful that he wasn't present at the Burrow when Remus turned up with Harry in tow and the fight between he and Draco would continue. He had seen those boys fight for weeks on end and it wasn't pretty.

Hermione put a kettle full of water on the stove to boil and set about making herself some tea. Her rustling around the kitchen was calming and familiar; Sirius decided he liked his house when it was quiet and just the two of them.

On her way to the pantry on the other side of the kitchen she had to pass where he sat at the head of the table and he slung and arm around her waist and pulled her to him. She squealed when she was suddenly stopped and braced her hands on his shoulders to stop her forward momentum.

Sirius buried his head between her breasts and took a deep breath, enjoying the feel of a soft woman's curves pressed against him this way.

"Sirius! Stop messing around," she complained wriggling out of his arms and turning back to get the ground coffee beans from the pantry, but not before Sirius managed to swat her behind playfully. She squealed again and tried to dodge his wandering hands as the kettle began to whistle. With quick efficient movements she removed the screaming pot and managed to fill the high tech coffee maker at the same time.

Sirius's eyes followed her like a hawk as she made them some ham and pickle salad sandwiches and by the time she was setting them on the table their hot drinks were ready. She was just lifting her snack to her mouth when a loud knocking was heard from the front of the house.

"I'll get it," she said, drawing her wand and moving out of the kitchen into the black hallway. Sirius heard a small commotion and hoped that they kept it down, not wanting to fight with his mother when he had been having such a peaceful evening.

Hermione's foot came into view when she kicked the kitchen door open with her foot carrying a pair of legs. Remus soon emerged and Sirius almost laughed when he saw the way they carried a singing Ginny between them.

"A little help Pads, she's heavier than she looks," Remus puffed shuffling toward the table. Sirius jumped up and pulled a chair back, helping them dump the girl and attempting to get her to sit up right.

"Do you know that song Siri?" She slurred looking up at him with drunken admiration, her small hand came up to rest heavily on his chest as she fought to stay in the chair.

"What song?" he asked confused and Remus groaned to his side.

"You know that song," she rolled her eyes at his supposed stupidity.

"Just don't get her started please," Remus begged in a harsh whisper, "If I hear her sing it one more time I'm going to stuff my ears with un-stickable glue," Ginny turned to mock glare at him.

"You said you liked me song," she pouted, the effect was lost when she slipped straight into Sirius, if he had not been standing there she would have hit her head on the table.

"Oh, I do, I do Ginny. You just can't have too much of a good thing," the werewolf lied backing away from her.

"Remus, can you go and get the sober-up potion from the lab? We can't leave her like this, she's going to hurt herself," Hermione said grabbing onto Ginny's arm before she hit her head on the table.

Remus left the room at a run as Hermione and Sirius exchanged a look over the unruly red head, each holding an arm so she stayed immobile. Neither of them particularly wanted to be covered in vomit.

Remus returned a few minutes later shaking his head, "None left … I'm afraid someone used the last of it the other day," he said shooting a look at Sirius, who had indeed downed the last of the supply the morning after he had been discovered as the two-timing man whore he was.

"Well it should only take half an hour to brew if we work together," Hermione sighed and shoved her best friend toward her lover, "Look after her while were gone?" she asked sweetly before following Remus out of the kitchen toward the basement which had been converted into a lab before Sirius could protest being made baby-sitter.

Sirius looked down at Ginny, who had her eyes closed and was humming under her breath the words 'something wicked this way comes,' the only thing discernible in her occasional mutterings.

"Sooo," Sirius said sitting down on the chair next to her as she snuggled into his chest, "Good match?" he asked

"Aha, we never got to finish though," she sighed wistfully and he caught a whiff of her whisky laced breath – she must have drunk enough to knock out a grown elephant.

"Why not?" he asked curiously, stroking her hair out of habit,

"Well you see Ronnie-kin's and Remus brought Harry over and the moment Draco saw him he flew right at his head, so mum started yelling and the boys started laughing and dad was trying to stop them …" she seemed to loose her train of thought at this point and Sirius waited expectantly for the rest.

"And then what happened?" he prodded a minute later; he was sure for a minute there she had fallen asleep with her eyes open.

"Oh and then … then um … oh yeah, we all thought they were wrestling when all we hear is Harry moan and then Draco had his hands up his shirt and the next thing you know mum is dragging us all inside away from the show. And you can't play Quidditch if your seekers are making sweet sweet love on the pitch," she told him matter-of-factly nodding her head for emphasis.

"No I suppose you can't," Sirius chuckled, happy his godson wasn't going to be a pain in the arse for the next week; Draco on the other hand was a pain in the arse period so it didn't really matter what was going on with him.

"Then what did you do?" Sirius asked, he might as well ask her, he had nothing else to do while he sat here. He picked up his sandwich while he waited for her brain to come up to speed and realise his question garnered a response.

"Then me and the boys played a drinking game," she said with a giggle and hiccup.

"What kind of a game?" wow this sandwich was amazing, he thought to himself.

"Never ever, I think it's called. Anyway did you know that Bill had slept with three different women in one night?" she asked sounding as if Bill had committed murder with a wooden spoon; it was a mixture of awe and disapproval.

"Really?" he gasped trying to sound a little bit sincere, but he had been there on that particular pub crawl and had seen Bill work his magic on the unsuspecting women.

"Yep," Ginny continued, "And the twins once dated the same girl at the same time, she didn't know there were two of them," she hiccupped again and slid a little further down the seat, soon her head would be where her arse was supposed to be. Sirius continued to munch on his sandwich with seeming nonchalance, processing this new information about the infamous pranksters.

"And then Remus came in just as it was my turn and said it was time to go home … he's such a party pooper sometimes," she complained, and Sirius could just guess what she was about to reveal to her six over-protective brothers. He supposed he should thank Remus when he came back, it wasn't everyday your best friend stopped you from being castrated by a small mob of angry red heads who would only be too happy to show you all one hundred and forty seven ways to kill a person with a paper clip.

He was just taking a sip of scalding black coffee when gravity finally kicked in and Ginny made contact with the cold wooden floor, she didn't seem to notice however and grinned up at him from under the table cloth. She shuffled a bit and plunked herself down between his legs, using his thighs as armrests.

"This is nice," she observed, Sirius picked up the other half of his sandwich and didn't reply. She ran her hands up and down his legs and he was forced to put down his food to glare at her. She continued to grin impishly and he caught her intent the moment her greedy little hands went for parting in his robes.

"Ginny I don't think that's such a good idea," he croaked, her hands were now teasing around the coarse hairs and his little friend perked up to say hello. He groaned and cursed his lack of self control.

"Good idea, schmood idea," she scoffed and encircled his semi hard member in her slightly wobbly hands. Sirius watched in horror as she leaned in to blow gently on him, causing shivers to go up his spine. He knew he should stop her before someone walked in but all he could do was grip her hair as she closed the distance and gently sucked him into her mouth. He was a weak man, a very weak man indeed.

"Ginny you should stop," he gasped as she slid down another inch,

"Don't wanna," she said around him, causing vibrations along his length, he flexed his hands against her scalp in pleasure. Who was he to argue what the girl wanted after all?

He heard a door close in the distance and it took him a moment to register that those footsteps were heading for the kitchen. He tried to pry Ginny off him so he wouldn't get caught but the little witch wouldn't budge. So he did the only thing he could do; he pushed his chair as far under the table as it would go and pulled the table cloth over her head.

He had no sooner returned his hands to rest tensely around his mug that the kitchen door swung open and Hermione rushed in. She spotted Sirius sitting alone at the table and stopped short.

"Sirius, where's Ginny?" she asked suspiciously. Sirius leant forward so his elbows were resting on the table and attention was taken away from his lap, where Ginny was currently circling the head in a maddening pattern.

"Umm, gone to lie down," he squeaked, trying not to flush with embarrassment and shame.

Hermione's featured brightened instantly and she walked over to the table and kissed his forehead, "Did you enjoy your sandwich?" she asked looking down at his near empty plate.

"It was lovely, thankyou – Ahhh," he suddenly cried out as Ginny suddenly surged forward to deep throat him. He had to think quickly as he saw Hermione frown in concern. He gripped the back of her neck and pulled her down to take her mouth in a passionate kiss. Oh, he was going to hell for this one; of that he was sure.

Hermione responded instantly and twined her arms around his neck to kiss him back with fervour. Sirius was suddenly lost to the sensation of it all, Ginny was pulling back ever so slowly but ever time she got an inch up she would slam back down, starting the process all over again and his tongue was playing a wrestling match with Hermione's.

He felt Ginny's moan of pleasure coming on as it thrummed down his painfully engorged member and he managed to groan into Hermione's mouth at exactly the same time so she was none the wiser. She pulled back after a few more minutes of heavy snogging, her forehead resting against his as she caught her breath. Sirius's was getting heavier as Ginny increased her pace but the other witch didn't seem to notice.

"I better grab those herbs I came for, Remus will come looking for me in a minute," she apologised but all Sirius could do was nod. She straightened her clothing and gave him a heart stopping smile as she rushed out the back door.

Sirius let his head drop back as Ginny continued to tease him, one hand now pumping the part of him not in her mouth, the other rolling his balls in one hand like marbles. He let the sensations wash over him for a minute until he heard Hermione's footfalls on the decking before she rushed back through the door.

She gave him a promising wink before she disappeared from the kitchen all together. It was a good thing she was in such a hurry too because it seemed so was not so little Sirius. Moments after the witch had left the room he felt himself begin to tense as he was granted release. He flipped back the table cloth to watch Ginny suck him dry, her little hand pumping him for all he was worth.

When he was done he pulled her up into his lap and kissed her thoroughly, tasting himself on her lips. Within seconds of pulling back she fell asleep, mouth wide open in his lap. He rolled his eyes, recognising her drunken behaviour before side apparating them to her bedroom before Hermione discovered she hadn't been where she was supposed to be.

He managed to get himself back into the kitchen just as he heard his two other housemates thumping up the stares to administer their potion.

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