Black Sheets, Black Shoes
"Sirius Black! Stop fooling around and change them back NOW!" Hermione's screech made the bunnies in her hands cringe and parts of the fading wallpaper to curl. Sirius looked down at the wand in his hand and shook it a little as if that was going to suddenly make it perform better.
"Ok here goes," he sighed doubtfully but flicked his wand toward the two young wizards turned rodents. The blue light once again engulfed the couple and once again failed to perform its task.
"Sorry," he shrugged, refusing to meet the eyes that glared at him from every direction.
"You have got to be kidding me," Ginny muttered snatching his wand out of his hand and rapping it sharply against the edge of the table. Angry sparks flew from the tip of the wand in protest to the rough treatment. Remus jumped back as a spark barely missed his head.
"I kid you not my dear, I cannot change them back," Sirius responded, rescuing his wand from the tiny red-head. She crossed her arms across her chest and tapped her foot looking thoroughly unimpressed.
"This is not good at all," Remus said, coming forward now that Ginny lacked a deadly piece of wood in her hand, "We certainly cannot leave the boys this way," he mused tapping his finger against his pursed lips.
"Why not? I think this form rather suits them," Sirius said, flipping a seat around and straddling it, his arms resting against the back casually.
"Give me a go," Hermione huffed, placing the balls of fluff on the table and stepping back a few paces. Pulling out her wand with great flourish she swished it left then right and once again the blue light engulfed them with no results.
Sirius merely raised an eyebrow as if to say 'I told you so', Hermione let out a string of rather colourful curses while Ginny frowned in contemplation and Remus looked like he was trying to suppress his rather inappropriate sniggers. Harry and Draco shared twin glares directed at Sirius as if he was deliberately not changing them back.
"Right well, enough of this nonsense. It's obvious they aren't going to be returning to their human bodies so we may as well enjoy the quiet while we can – Whose up for pancakes?" Sirius announced cheerily, slapping his hands together with purpose and standing from his chair to start on his feast.
He was just approaching the pantry when he was struck with a total body bind. He fell heavily face first on the kitchen floor and struggles to throw off the unexpected curse. One shapely leg encased in knee length black leather boots flipped him over and his two favourite women stood high above him looking like they were about to help him along with his imminent death.
"I swear to Merlin Black, if you don't change them back you will find that Azkaban was a walk in the park compared to what I will do to you," Hermione threatened, fire blazing in her chocolate brown eyes. Squeaks could be heard from the kitchen table as the rabbits in question agreed.
"Now now ladies, I'm sure Sirius would have changed them back by now if he could. Why don't we all calm down, have a cup of tea, and try to figure out what went wrong with the spell and see if we can find a solution from there," Remus, ever the diplomatic one, butt in.
"Cant we, you know, take off a toe or something now we have him down?" Ginny grinned down at him evilly.
"Why would we want to do that?" Hermione asked, looking at her accomplice surprised.
"Just for fun," Ginny shrugged, and the girls shared the evil grin before turning back to Sirius's prone form in unison.
"That won't be necessary," Remus cut in as they advanced a little further and saved his oldest friend by releasing him from the body bind before he lost a vital body part. Sirius sat up gingerly and backed away from them before they could try anything else as Ginny turned and nudged Remus playfully.
"You're no fun anymore Remus," she told him before planting a wet kiss on his cheek and doing as he had suggested earlier and putting the kettle on. Hermione stood several paces away still looking more than a little put out.
"I have to go to work, I expect Harry and Draco to be returned to normal by the time I get back," she threatened and stomped out into the hallway, having at least the courtesy not to slam the front door.
"So um Padfoot, you were joking right. You really can change the boys back, that whole fake reversal spell was just a ploy to annoy Hermione … right?" Remus asked helping him off the floor and casting surreptitious glances at Ginny who was currently half dangling out of a lower cabinet in her attempt to reach a random flavour of tea out of her immense collection.
"I didn't lie Mooney, I really can't change them back," he whispered back furiously.
"I was afraid you would say that," Remus sighed plonking down at the kitchen table and holding his head in his hands, a look of utter defeat gracing his features, right down to his very posture.
The little black bunny saw this hopped over to snuffle at his hand in comfort, Remus reached out and stroked the rodents head and Sirius tried not to gag at the entirely too fluffy moment.
"Cheer up Remus, I'm sure there is a book around here somewhere that will tell us how to change them back," Ginny chirped in, emerging from the cabinet with a triumphant grin on her face and a packet of strawberries and cream tea bags in her hand.
"Yes I suppose there would be," he agreed, cheering up slightly at the thought of all the research he could do.
"And if that fails I'm sure Sirius will be more than happy to owl Professor McGonagall and tell her what a git he is in return for a cure," she added snidely before filling the kettle with water and turning her back to them, but not without one last evil grin.
Hours later Sirius became thoroughly bored with flicking through the ancient books in the library and left to take what he believed to be a well deserved nap. Remus had given him a downright nasty look from the armchair where he sat nursing his precious books.
Ginny had disappeared Merlin knew how long ago now, slipping out unnoticed with two balls of fluff clutched to her chest. Sirius didn't even want to contemplate what the youngest Weasley was up to and he could only hope that it involved several cutsie outfits and a disposable camera to preserve this day forever.
He on the other hand had been reading the latest edition of PlayWitch between the covers of a heavy book on counter curses and had managed to fool Remus for a good three quarters of an hour before the insufferable lycanthrope had crept up behind him and threw it in the fire, thus prompting his current need for a 'nap'.
He trudged down the hallway and was already half way out of his clothes by the time he kicked open his bedroom door, letting one shoe then the other to hit the wall on his way in. He grinned at the plaster crumbling thump this exercise rendered. A surprised gasp alerted him to the fact that he was not as alone as he had thought he was, dropping his heavy leather belt to the carpeted floor he spun around to the opposite side of the room.
"Ginny, what in the name of Merlins saggy left testicle are you doing in my room?" He demanded of the startled red-head who had just jumped a mile out of his walk in wardrobe. Her eyes darted from his face to his naked chest, down to his partially unzipped trousers and back up again.
"Umm … waiting for you?" She asked as if he would know why she was in his room. Sirius smirked and approached the woman who was nervously knotting her fingers together. He didn't stop until she was backed against the wall and he was leaning over her, both hands on either side of her head effectively trapping her in.
"And what would you want with me little Witchling?" he purred down at her, nuzzling the side of her neck a little while waiting for her answer.
"Well, you see … I ahh … wanted," she stuttered, tilting her head to one side to allow him greater access as his tongue snaked out to lick from shoulder to ear.
"You wanted …?" he whispered into her ear before his tongue began to trace the delicate outer shell.
"You," she breathed turning her head and kissing him with unexpected force. He closed the small space between them and pressed every hard contour of his body to her soft one.
She gripped the back of his head in an attempt to get him closer but he continued to tease her by running his tongue over her lips, slipping only occasionally into the hot cave of her mouth. It was obvious she wanted more, much more, and Sirius was only too willing to give it to her when she began to moan her frustration.
His tongue plunged into her mouth and she gasped as if she had just emerged from underwater, recovering quickly to respond back. Her long nails scraped against his scalp a move that sent a thousand little nerve endings straight to his already straining manhood.
Gripping her arse and lifting her so she was hanging above the ground he encouraged her to wrap her legs about his waist as he walked, still kissing her, to his waiting bed. She fell back with a bounce and Sirius pounced on her before she had a chance to adjust herself, recapturing her lips and massaging her breasts.
She made little sounds in the back of her throat that drove him make and urged him further. Wriggling his pants off he pushed aside her robes as his other hand shot up her short skirt to remove her underwear. She moved her legs to his lower back, her heels digging in a little, as his fingers found her wet and ready. Thrusting two fingers in she cried out in pleasure pain and Sirius decided he couldn't wait any longer.
Adjusting their bodies so that they lined up he captured her gaze a moment before thrusting in. She was so tight he couldn't reach full hilt and he moved a hand that was gripping her thigh to massage her sensitive bud causing her to cry out in pleasure. He felt her inner walls relax around him and pushed in further, shuddering as she touched every part of him, scalding him with her touch.
"Sirius … please," she panted and he realized he hadn't moved but was instead looming above her with his eyes closed enjoying the feeling of being fully encased. He pulled back a fraction and slammed back in making her gasp for breath. He repeated this, moving out a little more each time until just his tip was sheathed and he was running back and forth inside her, causing tingling from base to head.
Gradually increasing his pace as well he dropped down atop her and tore at her robes, gaining access to her lace covered breasts. Latching on to one he suckled hard and Ginny sobbed as the sensations took her to another plain. Her nails left his scalped and trailed down his shoulders and back, leaving angry red marks, only stopping when she reached his firm buttocks so she could hold on for dear life as he rode her to completion.
Feeling her inner walls begin to clamp around him he rode through the tight muscles, hitting the spot he knew could make her see stars and grinning in satisfaction as he watched her eyes roll in the back of her head and her breath hitch as her climax hit her hard.
The witch beneath him suddenly found her voice and cried out as wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over her and the beautiful sight was enough to push him over the edge. Feeling his balls tighten he shifted up to capture her swollen lips, riding out his orgasm with her.
Ginny was the first to recover, nudging his shoulder to push his dead weight off her. Sirius rolled onto his back and stared blankly up at the ceiling.
"Ugh I'm going to have bruises for a week," she complained rolling out of bed and adjusting her robed. Sirius didn't look over her but instead grinned to himself, inordinately pleased with the afternoon's events.
"Stop smirking you idiot and help me find my knickers," she complained, her voice slightly muffled as she searched under the bed. Sirius was too sated to move and he continued to examine the cracks in the ceiling. He heard muffled voices from downstairs that he thought he recognised as the Weasley twins.
Ginny emerged triumphant only to see him still lying there with his hands behind his head and the smug grin on his face, she immediately became angry. "You really know how to treat a lady good Sirius," she growled, throwing the green underwear at his head before stomping to the wardrobe, bending down to pick something up and stomping out of his room, not bothering to close the door behind her.
Sirius raised himself on his elbow and stared at her retreating back with a frown suddenly remembering that she hadn't been in his room for a quick shag earlier. Rolling off the mattress he slipped his pants on as he hopped over to the wardrobe. His favourite pair of Italian loafers were sitting on the centre of the carpeted floor and he looked at the items that were clearly out of place when it clicked.
Reaching down he picked one up and gingerly lifted it to his nose taking a cautious sniff. What he found left him red with rage.
"Ginny!" He roared before stomping off in search of the little minx, bunny soiled shoe in hand.
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