DISCLAIMER: -sits on Santa's lap- I want to own Harry Potter for Christmas. Pwease Santa? I've been a good girl this year...-puppy dog eyes- Okay, well there was that one time that...-shifty eyes- nevermind. I don't own Harry Potter, you guys all know that.

A/N: Okay, so I quickly got the 4 reviews I asked for, so here I am, updating for my most loyal fans. This is an incredibly short chapter, but it definitely has something in it that many of you have been waiting for. It is definitely borderline M-rated...but doesn't go far enough to be so...so yeah, let that be your warning. Anyways, please enjoy.

Chapter 12: A Secret Rendezvous

After the two months was up, Charles was off to Sweden. Maddy had expected it, because he had told her in advance. She was excited to be able to see Harry again. She hadn't seen him since the day Charles got back.

Maddy had tried calling the house several times, but every time she called, the woman on the other end (it wasn't Ginny…or at least it didn't sound like Ginny) said that Harry couldn't come to the phone at the moment.

After her twelfth time calling, Maddy collapsed into an overstuffed armchair, staring at the fireplace. She really wanted to talk to someone, but didn't know anyone, besides Harry, that she really felt like talking to.

She could go and visit Remus and Tonks.

Nah…I don't know where they live…

You could call.

No…I don't think I will…

Maddy's argument with herself went on for a while. She decided that she wanted to stay in the house. She stood up to head back upstairs, when the front door opened. Peeking through the door, she saw a man taking off his cloak.

"Harry!"

Harry looked up and smiled, "I do believe you called…"

Maddy threw her arms around him. "But the lady said you couldn't come to the phone…"

Harry sighed, "Ginny…she's gotta stop doing that…"

Maddy looked confused; "It didn't sound like Ginny…"

Harry headed in the direction of the parlor Maddy had just left. "You're not the only one in this world who can change their voice when they want too…believe it or not, a lot of people can…"

Maddy made a face at him, "Oh hardy har har…"

Harry flopped down on the couch. "So…what did you want?"

Maddy sat down opposite him, "What? I need a reason to want to see you?"

Harry shook his head, "No…but it just seemed like an emergency…I mean you called eleven-"

"Twelve."

"What?"

Maddy blushed, "Nothing."

"Anyway…" Harry was now looking at Maddy with a curious expression on his face, "I figured it was some kind of an emergency. If you were that determined to talk to me."

Maddy shrugged, "I just wanted to talk to you…there was no reason really…"

That was right. She had no idea why she wanted to talk to Harry. It wasn't because Charles was gone and she had no one else to talk to. No, she had started catching herself thinking about him, even when Charles was home.

Harry nodded and looked around the room. "So…"

Maddy mimicked him, "So…"

Harry opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off as all the lights in the house dimmed. Maddy squeaked with fear.

"What was that?"

There was a crash of thunder and both of them jumped. Thunder was one of the many things Maddy was afraid of.

"W-Was it raining when you came in?"

Harry shook his head; "It was cloudy though…"

There was a flash of lightning and another clap of thunder and every light went out. Maddy threw herself onto the couch, next to Harry. He wrapped a protective arm around her.

"Mad, do you have any candles in the house?"

Maddy nodded, furiously, "Candles? Yes. Of course."

She got to her feet, nervously and walked over to a small chest on the other side of the room. Opening it, she pulled out a small cigarette lighter. Harry's eyes widened when he saw it. He never knew Maddy smoked.

"Neither Charles nor I smoke…it's just for things like this…y'know, emergencies…"

Harry nodded. He recalled her telling him once that she would rather die than smoke. She always hated the smell of smoke, and was also terribly afraid of fire.

Maddy attempted to click the lighter. A small flame spurted up and licked the side of her thumb.

"Ow!" she yelped as the lighter fell to the floor.

"Let me get it…" Harry said, getting up.

Harry pulled out his wand and lit the candles around the room. Once they were lit, they returned to their spot on the couch. Maddy was closer to Harry than she'd dared get in the past couple of months. His chin rested on the top on her head. She seemed to move a tiny bit closer with each rumble of thunder.

After about an hour, Maddy looked around apprehensively. "Harry, maybe you ought to leave…if Ginny found out you were here…"

Harry didn't want to leave, but nodded, slowly.

"I'll get Antoine to give you a ride. You don't need to be walking in this…" she stood up.

"I could just Apparate…"

Maddy turned and nodded, "Yes, that's right. You could just Apparate…"

Maddy wore a look on her face that told Harry that she didn't want him to leave either.

"Are you sure you'll be fine here? Alone?" Harry asked, fishing around for an excuse to stay.

Maddy paused, but nodded, "Yeah, yeah…I should be…"

Harry stood up. Maddy tensed a little. The candlelight cast shadows over the two of them.

"I should be okay…" her breath was caught in her chest.

Harry nodded, and turned, making it looked like he was going to Disapparate. Maddy turned to leave the room. Without warning, Harry turned back around and grabbed her arm. Before either of them knew it, their lips were fused together and Maddy's back was pressed up against the wall.

Maddy coiled her arms around his neck and she could feel her left leg winding around Harry's right. Harry lifted her into the air and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Oh…oh…" Maddy said, weakly, as Harry kissed her neck and gently pressed himself against her lower body.

By accident, or so they would say, they fell backward onto the floor, between the armchair and the couch. As they continued to kiss each other, Maddy grabbed his glasses and flung them across the floor. Harry rolled her over on her back and skillfully, while his lips were still locked on hers, began to unbutton her blouse.

For a split second, there was a pang of guilt. Maddy felt like she was betraying Charles's trust, which, undoubtedly, she was. But, kissing Charles was nothing like kissing Harry. When she kissed Charles, the world would melt, but when she kissed Harry, the world spun faster and everything seemed to make sense. She seemed to prefer the latter.

Suddenly, the lights came back on. They could no longer hear the thunder. For a moment, they looked at each other, nervously, as if they were just made horribly aware of what they were doing.

"Oh, what the hell…" Maddy said, waving her hand. All the lights went out and they continued their secret rendezvous.

Maddy's hands fumbled with the buckle on Harry's belt. Releasing it, she pulled it from his pants and cast it aside. She could feel Harry's hands roaming the bare skin of her back. He moaned as she began to press herself against him teasingly.

"Maddy..." he muttered, running his fingers through her hair. "Oh God, Mad..."

Maddy locked her legs around his waist, pulling herself even closer to him. Harry's mouth traveled from hers, down her neck to her half-exposed breasts. He kissed the soft pink skin, causing Maddy to giggle. He continued to do so, finding her laugh to be a major turn-on.

A few moments later, they were pulled apart again, by the sound of the phone ringing. Somehow, Maddy had appeared on top again. She sighed deeply.

"It's probably Ginny…" she muttered.

"Shit…" Harry said quietly.

Maddy climbed off of Harry and reached for the phone. Her shirt was still unbuttoned, revealing a lacey white bra.

"Hello?" she asked, slightly out of breath. She could see Harry standing up, trying to find his discarded glasses. His cheeks were a violent shade of red.

The voice on the other end was shaky and nervous, but clearly male. "Is-Is Charles Penly there?"

Maddy looked at Harry, confused. "No, he's-he's not here right now. He's in-"

"They gave me this number. They said he'd be able to help me…"

"This is his wife…I'm sorry, he's not even in this country. He's in Sweden…"

"Neither am I, Ma'am. I'm in China. I need help. This is my only chance…"

Maddy was starting to get nervous herself. "Sir, please, calm down…where in China are you?"

"I-I dunno…they just told me-"

"Who are 'they'?"

"The men…the men who brought the box…"

"Can't they help you?"

The man's voice began to cut out, "No…they're…dead…shot…"

Maddy nearly dropped the phone, "How can I help you? What do I need to do?"

The man paused, "You need…tell…operation leaders…package delivered…come and…get me…the hell…out of here…" his voice broke off into complete static for a few seconds. Harry was now staring at the horrified look on Maddy's face. "And…someone tell…wife and son…I love…them…"

Maddy hated hearing those words. They usually came from the mouth of a dying soldier.

"Sir, I'm going to need your name! I will find your wife…I will tell her…"

The static was horrible. She thought she heard the words "my knee", but she wasn't positive.

"Sir, please, what is your name?"

Maddy's jaw dropped as the pleading man told her his name. The sweat on her hands was so bad that it was a wonder she didn't drop the receiver. Harry watched her in mute horror.

"Ron?!"

A/N: Ouch...mean cliffie. I apologize. I will update soon...as long as I get reviiieeeeewws!! Hehehe. You know I love you guys. I will update very soon, because this chapter is short and the cliffhanger is not very nice at all. So yeah...Review please!! Thanks!

Ciao bella! Arriverderci!

-M.C.E.Black