January 29, 1977
"So..." Mary was sitting next to Sirius Black, just the two of them, at dinner.
"Yeah..."
"Where is everyone else?"
"Some sort of prefect meeting about that dance..."
"Marlene has detention."
"For what?" Sirius laughed, surprised.
"I only got a general over few, but something about betrayal and getting caught with Benji Fenwick."
Sirius laughed. "I heard about James and Lily stumbling in on that." He shook his head.
Another awkward silence.
"So..." Mary said again.
"Yeah..."
"What's new with you?" Mary asked, playing with her mashed potatoes.
"The usual. What about you?"
"Same."
Another awkward silence.
"Have you done the Charms essay?" Sirius asked.
Mary made a face. "I've started it, only because Lily like guilt tripped me into going to the library with her last night. Have you?"
"Nah," Sirius shrugged. "It isn't due until Friday. I'll probably wheel it off on Thursday night."
Mary made a face. "Jealous."
"Some of us are just born with it." He grinned cheekily at her. She hit his arm and rolled her eyes.
Silence, this time less awkward.
After a couple of minutes, Mary spoke up again. "You going to Hogsmeade on the weekend?"
"Yeah I think so, are you?"
"I was supposed to go with Lily but since she bailed on me for James, and Marlene's going with Benji and Alice with Frank, I'm not sure."
"You could come with me, Remus and Peter if you want?"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"I'm surprised you don't have a date."
He raised his eyebrows at her.
"What? I am."
"It is kinda weird..."
She nodded. He shrugged.
"There really isn't anyone else to go with." A frown instantly crossed her face as she crossed her arms. She shook her head at him in an unbelieving manner.
"What?"
She sighed and grabbed her bag.
"Where are you going?" He yelled after her as she walked out of the Great Hall. He grabbed a bun and shoved it in his mouth as he jogged slightly after her. "What is this all about?"
She wheeled towards him and shoved her finger into his chest. "If you don't know, I'm not going to tell you."
"That is the worst logic I've ever heard!"
"Well!" Mary huffed, "If I'm that stupid then I don't know why you're even like, talking to be right now then."
He grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him as she tried to huff away again. "What's going on McDonald?"
"Oh like you don't know."
"I really don't!"
"Well!" Mary cried again, "then I'll tell you." She looked right into his eyes. "You haven't asked me to Hogsmeade before!"
"What?" His face shifted from confusion to surprise. "You want to go to Hogsmeade with me?"
"Why is that so hard to believe?"
"Well, you're you and I'm me and... We don't really..."
"What?"
"Well you're you. And I'm me and we..."
"And we don't really...?"
"Yeah, see. You get it."
"Not really."
"I'll talk to you later McDonald."
"What?"
He was already walking away and didn't turn around when she called out to him.
"Bastard." She turned and walked the opposite direction, not really aware of where she was headed. She turned a corner, a couple of portraits, suits of armours, and moving staircases later, and ran head on into something extremely hard. She fell back and landed with a groan on her ass.
"Oh Merlin, I'm sor-" She looked up and Sirius Black's face. "Great.." She muttered as she ignored his helpful hand and pulled herself up. "What is it I can help you with Black?"
"I haven't asked you to Hogsmeade because it's clear that you're too good for me."
"Well, obviously." Mary laughed. "But that doesn't mean I don't want to go with you."
"Yeah?" Sirius rocked back and forth on his heels. "I really thought you Gryffindor girls were above the whole Marauder play-boy charm?"
"I am." His brow furrowed.
"Well?"
"So, basically what I'm saying is if you are still doing the whole 'Marauder play-boy charm' thing?" She actually quoted that with her fingers in the air, "then I don't want to go with you."
"Well."
"Let me know, Black." She twiddled her fingers and walked past him.
*
"So you're my new patrolling partner, eh?" Remus asked the beautiful girl standing in front of him later that night. "Alice said you wanted to trade?"
"Yeah, if that's alright with you?" Violetta smiled at him.
"Yes, of course." They began walking. "So what did Gideon do?"
"What?"
"I mean, why did you want to trade from Gideon?"
She shrugged. His brow wrinkled.
"And that would mean...?"
She sighed. He wasn't letting this go.
"We were just wrong for each other."
"Well, you were right for each other so far, what changed?"
If she had known he was going to be this noisy, she might have just stuck with Gideon. Okay, maybe that wasn't true.
"I'd rather not say."
"Well, I'd like to know what I'm getting into."
"Well, that's too bad." She shrugged at him. "And if that's going to be a problem..."
He looked at her, appraising. "I just don't..." He stopped. She looked at him questioningly. "It's just that you're..."
"I'm what?" He looked at her. "Oh. A pureblood."
Remus winced at the word. "That's not what I was getting at." She raised her eyebrows at him and looked into a classroom they were passing. "I was leaning more towards... Slytherin."
"Gid and I didn't 'separate' because of anything to do with my blo-" She stopped. "I mean, okay... maybe-" She stopped again. He was looking at her questioningly.
"I won't say anything, if you want to say something, I mean..."
She looked at him, and sighed. And then turned away and sobbed loudly into her hands.
Panic crossed his face, he had no idea how to handle a crying girl. He awkwardly put his arm around her and led her to a bench.
"It's just-" She hiccupped. "He said that he loved me, and I just can't deal with that, and-" She hiccupped again.
"What?!" Remus asked, shocked.
"I know right, I mean, how opposite are we?" She hiccupped again. "I mean, he was an amazing shag." She hiccupped again and Remus blanched. This was more than he bargained for. "But the horrible thing is, and this just makes me the worst person in the world," She hiccupped again. "He was just a vice for me, you know?" She looked at him, her blue eyes swimming with tears. "One of my many vices..."
He looked at her. "What do you need vices for?"
She laughed without humour. He didn't like it. She pulled out a flask from her bag and took a swig. She offered it to him and he waved a hand in decline. "Why does anyone need a vice? It helps me forget certain things for a couple of seconds before I'm brought back to my crashing and depressing reality."
He looked at her again, searching. "What's wrong with your reality?"
"What isn't wrong with my reality? My brother is being hunted by the ministry, my mother is practically giving him high fives as he does it, my fellow house mates are slowly turning into the worst case scenario people to run into in the hallway, for both myself and others, and I'm probably going to fail my NEWTS and end up getting some waitressing job in a place where it's not only okay for guys to grab my tits but actually expected, because let's face it, the only thing I really have to offer, other than being a good wife is being a hot piece of ass men can leer at."
"Uhm..."
"Yeah, and you can tack onto that the fact that I have no one to talk to about it too. And the fact that my best vice totally pulled out on me by breaking the number one rule, falling in love."
"Well, why don't you give him a chance? Gideon is a nice guy, and you obviously have some feelings-" He was cut off by her exasperated sigh and her head falling in her hands. She shook it back and forth. She looked up and him again. He couldn't help that he was relieved she stopped crying.
"You don't get it. Neither does he." She took another swig. "It isn't just him that I'm putting at risk, which I could never live with even if he thinks he can. He has a family. Friends. People he loves. And they will be targeted, and they would be attacked and they probably would die. He doesn't get it." She took another swig. "Teenagers live life recklessly, no one here really gets what's happening out there. Or how close we're going to come to it as soon as we leave this castle." He stared at her. "You of all people should have some idea." He looked at her questioningly. "The Potters? Their deaths hit pretty close to home."
"Oh."
"Yeah." She suddenly looked at him. "Sorry, that was, uhm.. over the line."
He looked away. She grabbed his hand and then instantly released it. "Sorry, I don't know what came over me there." She laughed nervously. "I don't really have anyone to talk to and sometimes it just builds up and I..." She tapered off. "Sorry again."
"It's okay, I didn't mind." Remus lied. They stood and continued patrolling. After a couple of minutes he asked the question that had been burning him since she stopped her rant. "But what about your friends?"
She raised her eyebrows at him. "What friends?"
"You're always surrounded by some sort of group." She rolled her eyes at him.
"Just because I walk down the hallway with people doesn't mean they're my friends." She shook her head again. "Have you ever noticed I only hang around with the boys in my year, and only Snape, Avery and Lestrange?"
"I did think that was weird.."
"That's because no one else is elite."
"Elite?"
"Hasn't Sirius ever told you about this?"
"Uhm, he doesn't really like talking about that sort of thing."
"Understandable. Well, let me break it down for you." She ran her hands threw her hair. "Most people don't realize that there is a division in Slytherin." Remus raised his eyebrows at her, slightly surprised. "Yup, see you have your Slytherins, and your high-class-pure-pure-blood-Slytherins. The ones that have been hanging around together since we were in diapers."
"So you're saying that you have to hang around with them or... what?"
"Or bad things happen to the other people I start to hang around with."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Like?"
"Like girls not knowing how they got to their dorm that night, but they might remember running into Avery, or walking through the dungeons and maybe seeing my brother, but the details are hazy? That sort of thing. People don't like not knowing what they were doing, or worse, what was done to them."
"But your brother graduated three years ago."
She waved her hand dismissively. "He still has pull here. Lestrange loves him and listens to anything he says. Same with Snape. Severus is the worst."
"Why?"
"Because he isn't elite, but he got into the group with his smarts, charm and general cunning."
"Severus? Charming?"
"He can be, and it got him in. He's one of the few."
Remus raised his brows and jammed his hands into his pockets. "Well."
"Yeah."
"Who else is elite?"
"Well, uhm." She looked at him, debating if she should divulge the information. "I guess you could figure it out pretty easily anyways. Malfoys, Blacks, Lestranges. We got Wilkes and Avery. We all hung out together as kids. Sirius was my first kiss," She laughed. He found he liked it this time. "We were six or seven I think. He was also the first boy I punched in the face. Definitely not my last though." She laughed again. "Our parents would ship us back and forth until we went to Hogwarts. I still see the Black sisters, or should I say Malfoy and Lestrange."
"What about Tonks? I heard Andro-"
"We don't talk about that." Violetta shook her head. "First rule, you don't talk about those who have been removed."
This Remus had heard off. Sirius had told him he had been removed from the family tapestry a couple of years ago. He was vaguely aware that was the last time he heard Sirius talk about his family.
"Well you were talking about Sirius."
She stared Remus down for a couple of minutes. "Touché Lupin. But that's different. He was my friend for years. Then, everything changed."
"What?"
"First year, he was in Gryffindor. I was in Slytherin. We haven't talked since then. Anyways, these are the people you marry. And you only marry these people. I'm somehow related to all of these losers, and I have to pick one of them to seal the deal with." She gagged slightly.
She sighed again and her face flushed. "Listen to me, jabbering away." She looked at Remus, gagging if she could trust him. "You have anything to confess? It would make me feel a lot better about this whole thing." He shrugged and grinned at her.
"Not really."
"Where do you go every month?"
His pale face paled even more.
"What?"
"I've noticed. You miss every couple of weeks, a weekend, a couple days here and there. I'm curious." She shrugged and grinned the same sheepish grin he had sent her minutes before.
He raised his eyebrows at her, his face unsmiling. "I wouldn't have thought you would notice when I was missing."
"Cute boys catch my eye." She shrugged. He blushed a bit.
"My mom's really sick." He used the lie he'd ben perfecting for years.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
He sighed. "It's only a matter of time really... ever since my dad died, she's just been getting worse. They were so in love, I'm shocked she's held on for this long." Violetta placed her hand on his shoulder and squeezed it lightly. Guilt pulled at his stomach.
"Sorry I brought it up."
He sent a small smile her way. "Don't worry about it. That's the way I want to be too, so in love you can't live without the other person."
"Yeah, my parents definitely aren't like that."
"Sometimes you can't tell the strength of love." Remus pointed out.
"My dad died three years ago."
"Oh."
"I don't think my mom even cried to be honest."
"Well." He put his hands back in his pockets.
"Yeah, so who are you dating these days?" Topic change, badly needed.
"No one."
Her face changed to surprise. "Really?"
"Yep."
"I didn't think Marauders were single."
"I wouldn't say Sirius was in a relationship, or Peter for that matter."
"I'd say Sirius is in too many relationships. I guess I should have been more specific. I didn't think good looking Marauders were single." Remus couldn't help but smile. It was the second time she had called him good looking.
"I'm too busy for a girlfriend." And if you want to get specific, too wolfy.
"That's what single people say to rationalize their single-ness."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, hate to break it to you."
"You're single, are you not?"
"Not by choice."
"I doubt that you aren't turning down guys left and right."
"Maybe I used to be, before Evan became the star of the Prophet." Everything always came back to this war.
"But," Remus smirked, "What about Gideon?"
She rolled her eyes. "I have vices, not boyfriends."
"Who else?"
"If I told you that, I'd have to kill you."
Remus stopped suddenly.
"Wha-?" His hand was over her mouth. He held a finger to his mouth, signaling her to be quiet.
"Hear that?" He whispered. She strained her ears, and sure enough, there was the sound of hushed conversation, around the corner.
The two prefects drew their wands. The conversation stopped suddenly. Before they could turn to corner, they were both hit with a stunning charm from behind.
*
The first thing that came to Remus' mind when his eyes cracked open a few hours later was how badly his back hurt.
"For the love of Merlin." He muttered and tried to sit up. His body was tangled with Violetta's, who groaned at his slight movement.
"Ouch.." She mumbled.
"What the fuck happened?" Remus laid his head back down, deciding movement might not have been the best idea. Violetta's and Remus' legs were tangled together and somehow her head was resting on his stomach.
"No idea. One minute we're about to turn the corner, the next were in this..." She looked around, "broom closet?"
"I'd say that's a fair guess." Remus sighed.
"Do you know what time it is?"
"My arm is under my back." Remus realized. "They must have just chucked us in here." Violetta tried to get up but got tangled up worse in his legs and fell back down, this time directly on top of him.
"Oaf!" Remus cried as she landed right on his stomach. She laughed and rolled off him. He pulled his arm out from behind him and started swinging it. "Damn thing is asleep." He groaned and then checked his watch. "It's 3:30 in the morning."
Violetta stood and tried to open the door. It wouldn't budge. She pulled and pushed until finally giving up. "Oh great." Violetta groaned. "We probably won't get out until morning then."
"Your dorm mates won't realize you're missing?" Remus asked as he looked around for either of their wands. They weren't there.
"Oh they will notice. They just won't care. What about you?"
Remus shrugged. "I doubt they'll notice. If they're even sleeping there, they were probably in bed before I should have been back."
"Well." Violetta leaned up against the wall and crossed her arms, blowing up her fringe. "Better make ourselves comfortable." Remus slide up next to her. Remus closed his eyes and Violetta tried to make herself comfy against the wall. She took off her jumper and balled it up against her head. She shifted numerous times before angrily grunting.
"Are you going to be alright?" Remus asked, not opening his eyes.
"This is so uncomfortable." She huffed. She eyed him up. "Do you mind if I...?"
"What?"
"Lean up on you?"
He still hadn't opened her eyes. "Go ahead."
He was surprised when her head didn't go to his shoulder, as he had assumed, but landed gently in his crotch. His eyes flew open. "What the hell?!"
"Sorry!" She sat up. "You said it was okay!"
"I meant my shoulder." He hissed at her.
She raised her eyebrows at him and despite the blush on her cheeks, managed to hiss back equally as menacing. "Well, soooorry." She leaned up on his shoulder and closed her eyes. "You must be the first straight guy in the history of the world to complain when a girl put her head in his crotch." He scoffed at her. "You are straight, right?"
He glared at her, which would have been much more effective if her eyes hadn't been closed. After several minutes she finally felt his stare. She opened her eyes and rolled them as she lifted her head off of his shoulder. "Okay. Sorry I questioned your sexuality. I didn't think you'd be so touchy."
"I'm not touchy about my sexuality. I'm straight, okay?"
"Oh-kay."
"I. Am."
"I really don't care either way." He huffed at her and she closed her eyes again and rested her head on his shoulder again. After a couple of minutes they sat in silence. Remus thought she had fallen asleep when she spoke again. "So if you're straight why haven't I ever seen you with a girl?"
His eyes opened again. "I have trust issues." Serious trust issues.
She looked at him and seemed to accept that. She settled back into his shoulder.
"What, no more questions?" She shrugged, keeping her eyes closed. He couldn't help but notice that her hair smelt like strawberries and her shirt was showing a little too much cleavage for his comfort. He was no one's vice though, Remus thought with zeal. However, maybe... Maybe if she was his vice too... How do you go about becoming a vice? Or getting one? Was there a how-to book in the library for that? He doubted it. "Hey Violetta?"
"Hm?" She shifted her body and held her sweater over her shoulders.
"How did you and Gideon get together?" She sat up and stretched her neck to the right and left, massaging it.
"I'm getting a bloody neck kink from your hard ass shoulder." She sighed. "Why do you want to know?" She looked at him, her eyes squinted.
"Just wondering."
She shrugged. "Patrolling one night, got too close, started snogging the hell out of each other. How these things usually happen."
Well, that made things easier. They were already done two of three things on the way to getting a vice. He tried to channel Sirius as he planned out how best to start snogging her. It was honestly the first time he would be willingly participate in the act. The only other time he had snogged a girl, Amelia Bones had been wasted at one of the Gryffindor common room parties and grabbed him before he could escape. He couldn't help being bitter at the moment, that he would decide he wanted to lose his snogging virginity with Violetta, one of the best looking girls in Hogwarts, who also happened to be one of the most experienced as well. He swallowed deeply, his Adam's apple bobbed. How, how, how to do this?
"Wanna snog me?" Oh. Bugger. I did not just say that, Remus yelled to himself. Merlin, strike me dead now, before the humiliation gets me. She raised her eyebrows at him.
"What?"
"Never mind." He replied, nervously.
"You must think I'm pretty easy." She stated, tilting her head slightly.
"No. That's not it at all. I just..." He put his hands in his pockets. "I could use a vice too."
"You can't just be in a vice-ationship because two parties need one. There has to be a little bit more to it."
"Such as?" It didn't escape him that they were discussing snogging like they would the last Quidditch game or the latest potions essay.
"Passion for one thing. Attraction..."
"Passion?"
"Yeah, that whole, can't-keep-my-hands-off-you sort of thing." Remus sighed, well they definitely didn't have that, they had been in the broom closet for over half an hour and nothing had happened except-
"You did put your head in my crotch." She raised an eyebrow at him again.
"Okay, yes. There was that. But in my defence I had deemed that the most comfortable place to rest it, other than your stomach, which had been lovely earlier, but in your current leaning against the wall position, was inaccessible."
"And you said I was cute. Twice."
"Yeah..."
"Okay, sorry I brought it up." She was still looking at him, in an appraising way.
"Don't be." She smiled at him. "I'm slightly flattered." She was still looking at him, differently this time. "I'll try anything once." It took him a minute to realize what she was saying, but in that instant her lips had found his.
She pulled away. She winced. "Er-"
"What?"
"Nothing." She looked away.
"What? Was I total rubbish?"
"No... not total rubbish."
He opened his mouth in shock. "Well common! I was unprepared."
He grabbed her head and kissed her again. When he pulled away she was breathing hard. He grinned. "Well?"
And she shrugged. He growled at her. She looked away, but not fast enough. He saw the laughter on her face. "Better, but-"
She didn't have time to finish, he was kissing her again, giving her everything he didn't know he had. Violetta's body reacted before she had time to stop it. Her hands were in his hair, her chest was pressed into his. After a couple of minutes he pulled away.
He smirked at her. "That's what I thought, just needed some warming up is all." She was panting next to him and hit his arm.
"I was joking earlier Lupin. Merlin," She ran a hand through her hair. "You were good before, I didn't need the full assault."
His eyebrows raised. "Yeah?"
"Yeah," She rolled her eyes at him, "has no one ever told you you're a bloody good kisser?"
He shrugged noncommittal. It probably wouldn't be too alluring if he told her this was the first time he was snogging a girl who would remember it tomorrow. Uncharted territory did have some appeal; he knew for a fact Sirius loved virgins, but he doubted that was the same from a girl's view. They usually wanted someone with experience. Remus wasn't too worried about it though, he wasn't looking for any sort of relationship. This, however, was different. Just two people doing what they needed to do to get through the day. It didn't help he got very... fidgety when it got close to that time of the month.
"I was just teasing you." She smiled at him.
"Well then, where were we?" Remus lowered his lips to hers. The kiss quickly turned from innocent to the same hunger that he had exhibited on the last kiss. Her lips had found his neck, and her hands had found the inside of his shirt. His mind went briefly to the thought of the full moon that was coming up, and he wondered if he would be letting this happen if he hadn't been so desperate for some. Would he have any self control if he wasn't a monster but instead a normal teena- His mind was jarred from this thought as her hands found his belt buckle. His lips found hers again and he pulled her onto his lap. She was straddling him as his hands hiked up her skirt. She rocked her body into his and he felt her grin into his mouth as she felt how large his crotch had grown.
"Guess I'm not doing a very good job of changing that easy perception." She giggled as he pulled off her shirt.
He stared at her red lacey bra that contained her rather large chest. It was the first one he had ever seen in real life and not in the pages of some dirty magazine Sirius had somehow retrieved. It definitely lived up to the expectations.
"I really don't mind." Remus muttered.
"My lovely, what have you found?" The voice of Argus Filch's voice came muffled through the door.
"Filch!" Remus cried. "Can you help us?! We're locked in here!" Violetta stood up and as she did her chest rubbed up against Remus' face.
"Sorry." She giggled quietly.
"Out after curfew!" He cackled.
"Are our wands out there?" Violetta asked through the door.
He cackled again. "They're here. You're going to be in so much trouble when you get out." His voice faded as he walked down the hallway.
"Where are you going?" Violetta cried as she pounded on the door. "Let us out!"
Remus pulled her off the door. He laughed a bit. "He has to go get help, he's a squib." He had her shirt in his hands. She reached for it, and he moved it out of her reach.
"Remus."
He grinned at her. "What?"
"Seriously." She crossed her arms over her chest. Then a flicker crossed her face and she sighed and stepped toward him. "Remus," her fingers flitted over his chest, making their way slowly down, lower and lower. His arms were behind his back, but he moved them to wrap around her, pulling her into his chest. She forgot what she was trying to do, and kissed him. He spun her around, she was up against the wall and her arms now wrapped around his neck.
Then the door to the closet flew open.
McGonagall was standing there, with a disapproving look on her face. "What is going on here?" Filch was hovering behind her. Violetta covered her chest as best she could.
"It's not what it looks like." Remus said. McGonagall raised an eyebrow at him. "I mean, it sort of is, but-"
"We got stunned and locked in here." Violetta cut him off, and sent him a look. He handed her back her shirt and she threw it over her head. Remus hastily did up his belt, realizing it was still undone.
McGonagall raised her eyebrows at them. "By who?"
"No idea, it was from behind."
McGonagall looked at them sceptically. "Since there is no way either way can be proved-"
"Either way?" Violetta asked, crossing her arms again.
"That you two were looking for some place to... and you got locked in here accidentally or you really did get stunned and locked in here. Since nothing can be proved, I suppose nothing can be punished."
Filch groaned in disappointment. He handed them back their wands.
"Filch, accompany Miss. Roiser to her dormitory. I'll walk Mr. Lupin back to the Gryffindor common room."
"See you." Remus nodded to Violetta and she waved back.
Awk-ward. McGonagall was the last person he wanted to be in this situation with.
"Lupin," McGonagall looked almost as uncomfortable as he did. "I usually make a point to stay out of my students love lives," He stared straight ahead, not making eye contact with the professor. "I just want to say that you need to be careful with Miss. Roiser."
"Professor?"
"Her family and her house, I don't mean to be prejudice but I feel I need to warn you." They were back at the common room. "Well, that's all. Good night Lupin."
"Night Professor."
As Remus was getting into his bed, Sirius cracked his own curtain.
"Where the hell have you been?"
"Long story. I'll tell you about it tomorrow."
Sirius yawned and rolled over. "Can't wait."
Thursday morning Remus was woken by a pillow hitting his head, after what felt to him like minutes.
"Move it Moony or you're going to be late."
"Get up!" Sirius threw a bucket of water on him and he sputtered as he rolled off his bed, tangled in his sheets.
"Thanks Padfoot."
"I need your help, and I want to hear about your night." Sirius laughed.
"Eventful patrol?" James asked as he tried to tame his hair in the mirror.
"Just give it up Prongs, it hasn't worked yet, it isn't going to now." Sirius laughed before turning his attention back to Remus, who was just freeing himself from the sheets. "So..?"
"What do you need my help with?" Remus turned the attention off of himself as he changed into his robes.
"Well, see there is this-" Sirius looked at him suspiciously, "Why was patrol so eventful last night?"
Remus sighed. "We have to get moving or we're going to be late for Charms." He led the way out of the dormitory where they ran into Marlene, Mary, Lily and Alice who were making their way down theirs.
"Running late as well?" James kissed Lily's cheek.
"As usual. But you guys usually make it for breakfast, what happened?"
"Remus slept in, he's usually the one who gets us going in the morning."
"Why am I not surprised?" Lily giggled and ruffled up James' hair.
"Oi! Prewett!" Alice, who had been walking slightly ahead with Marlene, turned.
"What Sirius?"
"Anything exciting happen on patrol last night?"
"I wouldn't know, I didn't patrol."
Sirius turned on Remus. "Well then what were you doing?"
"Oh, Remus did though." Lily corrected the assumption. "He's with Violetta now. They traded partners."
Sirius' mouth fell open. "So, please Remus." Sirius pulled his mouth shut and tapped his fingers together in front of his chest, "explain to me why you didn't get home until 4:30 in the morning?"
Remus rolled his eyes as they walked through the door to Charms.
"Gryffindors! You are late. Five points each." Flitwick reprimanded. They groaned as they sat. "Enough of that, I warned you girls last class."
Once they were sitting and practicing their charms, Sirius turned on Remus again.
"Well?" Remus didn't respond.
"Common Lupin!" Marlene had leaned over Sirius' other side, "Spill."
"We got attacked." James' head whipped around from the seat in front of Remus.
"By who?" James hissed as he looked around to see who else was listening. No one else appeared to be eavesdropping.
Remus shrugged as he looked around the classroom as well. His eyes landed on Violetta, who sat across the room with her usual Slytherin group. She had fallen asleep at her desk.
"I'd bet my broom it was one of them." Sirius hissed, tilting his head towards where Remus was looking.
"But he was with Violetta. How does that make sense?"
"I don't know if they're all on the best of terms right now." Lily said quietly.
"I was talking to Gideon a couple nights ago when we were patrolling." Alice whispered to the group, "apparently some of the Pureblood fighters relatives are looking for some revenge."
Sirius whistled. "Can anyone walk around this place alone anymore?"
"Not visible." Peter whispered. The girls looked at them questioningly. James sent Peter a warning glance. The girls didn't know about the cloak.
"So what did you need my help with?" Remus asked Sirius.
Sirius looked over at Mary. "I'll talk to you about it later."
*
Much later that night, Sirius walked into the kitchens and pulled off the invisibility cloak. A house elf ran up to him.
"Mr. Black! The usual?" He squeaked. Sirius nodded and he ran away.
"Well, look who it is." Sirius turned toward the voice.
Mary was sitting on one of the tables, eating a bowl of cereal. She smiled at him. "Black. Of all the kitchens in all the schools you walk into mine."
"Nice boxers McDonald." He smirked as he appraised her appearance. She was wearing pink leopard print short-short boxers, a tank top and a pink fuzzy slippers.
She smirked back at him. "I could say the same thing to you." Sirius was also standing there in boxers, unfortunately his weren't pink, or leopard, but had brooms flying around. And that was it. Just the boxers. Mary couldn't help a slight flush that crossed her face as she thanked whatever god allowed this situation to occur. Merlin was he fine.
The house elf that had just left ran up to him with one of the best looking sandwiches Mary had ever seen.
"Thanks!" He turned and saw her face. "Regretting that cereal McDonald?" Sirius asked as he bit slowly into his gourmet sandwich.
She smiled as she put another mouthful in, and then pulled the spoon out, nice and slow. "Not really." She licked her lips.
Sirius realized his mouth was hanging open the same time a tomato fell out of it. She raised an eyebrow at him and he swallowed, and then started chocking.
When he started breathing again he realized she was openly laughing at him. He scowled at her.
"So how'd you get down here without getting caught? I thought the prefects were on double duty after all the attacks."
She shrugged, "I have my ways."
"Bribes?" He offered.
"And sexual favours."
"Figured."
She shrugged. "Nice cloak. That must be handy."
He shrugged, copying her. "Not as handy as sexual favours."
"Few things are." She smiled, "But honestly, the worst they're going to do is take some points or a detention? I can deal." She had one more spoonful or cereal. "Well, I'm done." She put the bowl beside her, and stood up.
"You're leaving?"
She looked at him and laughed, surprised. "I was thinking about going back to bed."
"Well if you wait we can walk back together with the cloak, and you can save a couple of those blow jobs for later."
She hit his arm, hard.
"Ow." He rubbed it. "That's going to bruise. And that wasn't what I meant. Just realized the double innuendo there." She rolled her eyes. "I mean, not that I wouldn't take one, I'm just saying that..." She stood in front of him, smirking.
"Yes?"
"I mean..." He rocked on his heels, "What I'm saying is..." He sighed. "I'm going to shut up now, and finish my sandwich". Mary sat down next to him.
"I thougth you were supposed to be suave..." She muttered, he shot her a look. "I'll wait."
When he was done he threw the cloak over both of them and they left the kitchen together.
"I thought it would be a little more specious under here." Mary whispered as Sirius' hips hit hers again.
"Well sorry. I didn't realize you were such a princess."
She huffed and they continued to walk in silence, they turned a corner and Sirius roughly pushed her into the wall.
"Blac-?" His hand covered her mouth.
"Did you hear that?" The Hufflepuff prefects that moments ago, were about to collide with the invisible wall that has been Sirius and Mary, had stopped inches away from Sirius, who was now pressing Mary into the wall.
"Yeah I did."
Mary's breath hiked up a notch. Her back was pressing into a very jagged rock that hurt quite a bit.
The prefects pulled their wands out and looked around. One even looked up.
"Peeves?"
Mary squirmed a bit, trying to lessen the pain in her back. Sirius sent her a murderous glare, which she returned.
"Maybe."
Sirius was staring up at the roof, attempting to control his breath. He was cursing anyone he could think of for the fact that he wasn't wearing more than thin cotton boxers to hide where his mind was headed. Mary wiggled again. His nose flared as he scowled at her.
She wiggled again and a low groan escaped his throat.
"There it is again!"
Comprehension grew on her face as she felt something familiar pushing into her leg, she grinned. Sirius sent her a warning glance that she paid no mind to. His hands were clawing into the wall on either side of her body as she slowly rubbed against him. She pressed her chest into his and moved her hands to his hair. He closed his eyes. She grinned and pushed her pelvis into his. He moved closer into her, smothering his mouth into her shoulder so he wouldn't make any more noise. Her breathing increased and he realized that he wasn't the only one getting hot and bothered.
"Do you hear that breathing?" Why were they still here, for the love of Merlin, Sirius thought to himself. This was pure torture.
"Maybe it's the Baron.." One whispered to the other.
Mary's hands had moved from his hair down to his pant's elastic. He pulled his head off her shoulder and stared at her, shaking his head slightly. She grinned evilly and slowly inched her hand down his pants. His hands were still firmly locked on either side of her, he didn't trust himself to move them, but this was getting out of hand. He moved his hands to her shoulders, trying to relay with his eyes how close they were to getting busted.
"I don't know." They looked nervous now.
Mary wasn't taking a hint. His jaw clenched as he tried to control his breathing. Then it occurred to him, what was he doing? This was Mary McDonald, sexually taunting him. This should be the other way around. Suddenly his hands weren't on her shoulders anymore, but hiking up the front of her shirt. She gasped slightly at his sudden change.
The prefects looked around again, slightly panicky.
He grinned at her, and cocked an eyebrow as his own hand moved swiftly down her boxers. Her knees buckled and her hands flew out of his pants to his shoulders, to keep herself vertical. Her nails dug into his shoulders and her breath was hot against his chest. He was getting revenge.
"Let's just get out of here." They looked back and forth down the hall.
Sirius leaned his mouth down to hers. His lips gently brushed hers as his fingers went further and further into her center. Her mouth moved into his when he pulled away, capturing it back. He pulled his face away again, teasing her. She scowled at him.
"I don't know, it isn't really responsible."
Merlin. Would it ever end? Mary let a little groan out, which Sirius couldn't have agreed more with, but it wasn't really helping the present situation. Her hands grabbed his head and crashed her lips onto his.
"It's creeping me out. Can we please go?"
Yes, yes, yes.
"Yes, okay." They slowly walked away.
As soon as they were around the corner, Sirius took his hands out of her shorts, much to her disappointment, and grabbed her legs and lifted her right off the ground, her slippers fell off. The invisibility cloak fell off them. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling their pelvis' even closer. His mouth made its way down her neck as his hands pulled her tank top over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra. If it was possible he grew harder.
"Merlin you're terrible." He whispered into her neck.
"I know," He kissed her again. "It's about to get worse." She whispered.
"I don't know how that's possible." He muttered as he began to pull down his boxers.
"We have to stop." She turned her head away from his and lightly pushed his chest away from hers.
"What?"
"I can't do this."
"Are you serious?" Sirius' mouth was hanging open again, his boner still pressing right in between her legs.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to... get so out of hand." He let her legs fall to the ground. Her bare chest was still heaving as she reached for his hand. He let her grab it, but looked confused at her.
"You know what you said earlier, about Gryffindor girls not having anything to do with the Marauder play-boy charm?" She wiped some sweat off of her brow. "You're right." She pulled her hand away and grabbed her shirt, throwing it over her head. "I thought I could- It was amazing but..." She tapered off and then started again. "I'm not some slut who's going to shag your brains out in the hall like a whore only to have you avoid me until graduation. Or someone you can make a joke out of to everyone in this gossip fuelled school." He sighed and rocked on his heels, still having a battle with the blood flow that was still heading to his pants. "You aren't even listening to me!" She shook her head and started walking away. "Sorry to blue ball the shit out of you." She fluttered her fingers behind her as she walked away.
Sirius grabbed the invisibility cloak and started back to the Gryffindor common room. He was debating between a cold shower or finding Mary and shaking some sort of sense into the girl, that he almost didn't notice her sitting on the couch.
"Mary?"
"I don't know why I'm still here." She shook her head. He moved over to her. She put her head in her hands. "I guess I'm just a hormonal teenager and I couldn't face going up stairs alone to face my own hand."
"Look Mary-"
She jumped, not realizing how close he was to her, "Can you take that damn thing off?" She hissed at him. He removed the invisibility cloak, having forgotten he was even wearing it.
"I'm not going to avoid you." He looked at the ground. "You aren't some common whore."
"I never said I was common. Obviously that isn't true."
He sighed and threw his hands in the air, but when he looked back at her face she was smiling.
"So what are you saying?" She asked.
"I'm not going to say I love you, or that I have had a crush on you since first year, or any of that Prongs bullshit."
She raised her eyebrows at him. "Okay, so what are you saying?" She asked again.
"I'm saying I want to shag your brains out, and I won't avoid you after."
She laughed a bit. "Blunt, to the point. I like it."
"No more beating around the bush McDonald." He stepped toward her. "It's fairly obviously we're both going to enjoy it, I'm going to try my damnedest not have it be awkward after, and you won't have to go up and face your own hand."
She laughed a bit and shook her head. "True."
He stepped closer to her. "And I know for a fact you definitely like my hand." He smirked.
She leaned in, "As long as we don't tell anyone..."
He quirked an eyebrow at her. "If that's what it takes." He smiled.
"So what are we waiting for then?" She laughed and he chased her all the way up the stairs to his dormitory.
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