Nymphadora hadn't come to dinner, something I was glad for. My parents had finally showed up, Mom and I have a nice conversation after dinner. They were moving to the Scottish country-side, which caused them to not be around lately…even with apparating, it took them a whole week to see all the flats. I skipped over the bad parts about Remus when I told my Mom how it was going, telling her we had a few minor disagreements. To her that meant us fighting over where I put my toothbrush. If she only knew, she would have hid me from the world in a small box. Both my parents found out about me sleeping next to Remus when Molly "accidentally" let it slip that I left my shoes in Luna's room. Mom winked and Dad grinned. They are just not normal parents, they really aren't. Mom snuck some little blue packets into my pocket when she hugged me before going home, whispering something about "adorable little children" in my ear.

"You guys won't believe what my Mom stuck in my pocket before she left." I sighed, closing Ginny's bedroom door close behind me and sitting down cross-legged. I snatched the packs out of my pocket and threw them on the wood flooring. Hermione's eyes widened but the other to girls looked confused. Luna grabbed one and held it up to the light, narrowing her eyes. Ginny tore open a packet and stuck a finger in the condom.

"Why would your Mum give you a wet balloon?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Ginny, that muggle protection." Hermione said, slightly scared look plastered on her face. Ginny snorted.

"Little balloon can't protect anyone."

"It sexual protection." A male voice sounded from behind me. Hermione's eyes widened and she paled. I turned around, seeing Sirius. I turned bright red.

"Well, Flowers, Molly says it's time for you to get to bed with your respective lover. You too Mione." He gulped the last part. I got up and walked toward the door, Sirius moving out of the way, Hermione following.

"Heather! You can't leave these here, I don't want Mum to think Harry and I are doing anything, yeah?" She stuffed the rest of them into my hands and I shoved them hastily into my pants pocket.

The three of us slowly walked up the stairs, Remus's room being right across from Sirius's.

"So why do you have condoms anyway, love?" He smirked at me.

"My mom gave them to me…" I mumbled, twirling some hair in my hand. He grinned,

"Mooney knows plenty of spells for that, you should have told her." I stopped right in front of my room and shook my head at him. Hermione gulped as he pulled her through the doorway, Sirius making one last wink at me. I sighed and opened the door, wondering what awaited me. A bedside lamp was on, and the bathroom door was closed, sounds of the shower coming through. I went to my top draw with my clothes in it, debating what I should wear to sleep in, as stupid as it sounded to me.

Wanna look sexy right?

Shut. The. Fuck. Up.

Feisty, I think he'll like it.

I think I'd like to punch you right now.

Self-mutilation is frowned upon in society.

I sighed at myself, slipping my pants off. I quickly threw my jeans into a laundry hamper and searched the draw for some underwear, because a thong probably wouldn't be the best choice for sleeping in. The shower shut off and I cursed at myself, quickly finding some boy shorts and slipping them on. I found a shirt that hung off the shoulder and slipped off my shirt, leaving myself in a bra and underwear. I reached around and reached around the back to undo it, so I could slip the shirt on. I got it unhooked and slipped it off my shoulders. Then the door opened. I gasped, hearing the footsteps stop immediately. As quickly as possible, I threw the shirt on.

I turned around, running a hand down my hair, feeling the heat hit my face from embarrassment.

"Er…sorry about that." I looked him in the eyes, admiring his bare torso and sweatpants.

"Don't be sorry," He smirked. I narrowed my eyes playfully and giggled. He stepped close and my breath hitched…he smelled really good out of the shower? How are such things possible?

"It's adorable when you giggle like that." He whispered, his hands playing with the bottom of my shirt. I giggled a little and looked up into his eyes. I bit my lip, a nervous habit. This was a good nervous though.

He took a deep breath, "If you don't stop being so cute with everything you do, I'm going to have a very hard time controlling myself." I raised an eyebrow, trying to distract myself from the sudden warmth hitting the lower part of my body.

"Control? What's that?" I whispered, more to myself than anything else. I grabbed his hand as he took a sharp intake of breath. He grabbed my chin softly, and down at me. I felt so small next to him.

"You're treading very dangerous road, love." That caused another wave of pleasure to run through me. His hand went back to absentmindedly tracing the area above my hip, right under my shirt. I bit my lip again to cut off a moan that I knew would sooner or later come. I really didn't want to be the first to give in. His hand traveled slower to right above the band of my underwear. I gasped quite loudly and he smirked, before catching my lips with his. Slowly, never once leaving my lips, he lead us to the bed and I straddled him as he laid down. This surprised him, obviously used to being in control. I smirked now, knowing this was pay back for him catching me off guard so many times early. I was sitting right on top of his hips, taking my full attention way from him for a second to pay attention to what was directly under me. He caught onto my moment of lapse and turned me over, quickly smirking and pressing very much into me. He leaned down, whispering in my ear.

"My, my, you're quite the handful." He chuckled lowly, in complete control of himself. Unlike me.

"What? Don't like losing control to a little girl?" I whispered back breathlessly, grinning.

"Woman, you're nothing close to a girl. You're definitely a woman." He whispered back. He seemed to be evading the question about control. Not being the one in charge was a huge turn on to me, and he had to know it. He caught my lips again, licking my bottom lip and going into my mouth with his tongue, I massaged his mouth with mine. He always seemed to taste like chocolate. My hand made it's way up to his shoulder and he continued to kiss along my mouth and on my jaw.

Cliffhanger? I haven't written in a while. I missed it. Anyways, here's a new one. Extremely sexual but I was feeling creative today my readers. Isy.