Chapter 26: Cross my heart!

(Disclaimer in chapter 1!)

There were cries of surprise and fright in the small kitchen that also doubled as the Order's Headquarters at Grimmauld Place when a hooded figure in a black cloak limped with difficulty into the room, then stumbled and fell to the floor in pain, clutching his left arm and convulsing violently. The occupants of the kitchen immediately pointed their wands at the newcomer, all but one as the oldest of them recognized an ally.

"Severus! Molly, please hand me the three vials in the cabinet behind you, quickly, we don't have much time," Said Dumbledore, making his way to the man on the floor with haste. "Make room, everyone, he needs air. Remus, Help me put him in a chair. Thank you Molly."

They got Severus to sit down on a wooden chair and Dumbledore, with great care, got the injured man to swallow the contents of all three vials one by one, and in a certain order.

The man coughed and shook, still not fully healed but recovering quickly.

"Severus. Severus, can you speak?"

Severus opened his mouth and let out a raspy "Water…"

"Tonks, if you please- Thank you."

He drank the water slowly, letting each drop help in soothing his aching throat and dry mouth.

Finishing his cup, he coughed again and swallowed, trying to keep his responses to a minimum.

"The Dark Lord has been asking us questions, testing our loyalty." Severus whizzed out as Molly handed him another glass of water.

"What did he ask you?" Dumbledore asked wondering if his spy has been found.

Severus hesitated. Potter was playing a dangerous game and Severus knew that if he told Dumbledore about it, then he would never find out the whole truth for himself. So it really left, "He's been asking about our… sex life."

The murmurs sprouted almost instantly and Severus winced as they grated on his aching head.

"What!!!!? I…don't…please explain Severus?" Dumbledore was baffled, that certainly wasn't what he expected to hear.

Sirius was heard muttering "What sex life?" causing some people to snicker and Severus to sneer at him, "Oh? And when was the last time you had sex, fourteen… fifteen years ago?" which shut Sirius up quite effectively.

"Severus!" Dumbledore chastised and the spy effectively ignored him.

"The meeting had started out normally…we were torturing some muggles, raping one or two women and so on," he ignored the shocked/scandalized looks he got and carried on, "and then he started going on about…about someone who betrayed him."

"You mean Voldemort has a spy?" The old headmaster asked, erasing the parts of the conversations that Severus considered normal. "But how does this have anything to do with your…relations?"

Severus shrugged, "It seems that this spy has been sleeping around with one of you…light figures."

The order was startled to say the least. "OMG, who?" Tonks asked eagerly, her eyes jumping from one person to another.

"No one stepped up."

Mad-eye snorted, "Let me guess, the Dark Lord offered eternal torture for the one who will?" Severus nodded.

"But surely you must have an idea who that person is? The one from the order?" Arthur asked and Severus stared him in the eyes as he answered that he didn't have a clue.

The order deflated and Dumbledore stroked his beard in agitation, "This is quite disturbing to hear." Severus rolled his eyes and resisted the urge to say 'No, duh?' (He must be spending too much time around those brats).

The spy stood up; "If we are finished?" He didn't wait for an answer and simply walked in the direction of the door, mindful of his injuries.

"Keep us informed, Severus!" Dumbledore cried out and this time Severus didn't resist his actions as he called out 'Whatever'.

As the spy left the room, leaving a small trail of blood to mark his exit, the order turned to one another for answers.

"Oh, come on!!!" Tonks groaned as she sat on a chair in the kitchen.

Lupin nodded gravely, "Yes… it is shocking-," The woman cut him off. "-I know! Death-eaters are getting more action that I am!!!"

It's obvious no one knew how to comment.

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"That's it!" Tonks exclaimed as she slammed the door to Sirius and Remus' room after her, later that evening.

"Tonks!" The couple screamed in surprise, covering themselves, caught in the act.

"What? Don't let me stop you. In fact, please, continue, I'd love a free show…"

"Tonks, what the hell are you doing here?" Sirius asked.

"Like I said, I've had it. All the Order members here are having sex. I'm betting the teenagers in this house are having sex. Even the Death Eaters are having fucking sex. Everyone except me!"

They just stared at her.

"Anyway," She continued, walking to the closet in the corner, "where do you keep your leather jackets?"

"Uh…Third from the top, left side… Why?" Sirius said wryly.

"I'm going out. Do you think this will go with my purple skirt and black stockings?"

"Out?"

"Yes, Remus, out. As in outside. You do know what that means, right? Or does Sirius keep you locked in bed all day? Out. To have sex."

Remus pondered to himself out loud, "He does tend to get a bit possessive…"

Sirius kissed him on the cheek. "And you love it."

Tonks leaned against the closet, looking on in interest. "So will I get a free show after all?"

"Good night Tonks." Remus said.

"Oh! There are some free condoms in the bottom drawer, help yourself."

"Thanks Sirius! Oooo, cherry flavored, Kinky!" And she left.

But she couldn't help but linger outside the door when she heard that they kept talking.

"Sirius!"

"What? I have to do my cousin-y duty and help her…"

"Cherry flavored?"

"Yeah… Want a demonstration?"

"Mmmmmmm…"

That's when Tonks decided that doing is better than listening outside the door.

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It turned out that there really was a club called "The Shack", just outside of town. Who knew?

She sat at the bar, checking out the guys and enjoying the music and the drink she was holding.

"Hi, can I buy you a drink?" Was said so suddenly that she jumped and dropped her glass.

"Well, I guess you can now," She answered nervously, turning to look at the guy who spoke to her.

"Didn't mean to scare you, sorry." He said, signaling the barman to get them two more drinks.

"That's okay… I'm a klutz anyway. So what's your name?"

"Jonathan, at your service."

"I'm Tonks."

"Tonks? That's an odd first name."

"It's my last. My first name is even stranger, so I stuck with the last."

"Nice to meet you, Tonks last name. I take it your parents were nuts when they named you?"

"I like to think that my mother was stoned. My dad's simply crazy by nature."

"I know for a fact that my mother was stoned when she had my sister and me. But I guess that every mother would be stoned if they pumped her full of pain killers all day…"

"Dude. TMI."

Jonathan laughed. "Right. Sorry."

"So, what's your day job?"

"I work in the film industry."

"Really? What do you do?"

"I'm the director."

"Are you sure that's not just a pick-up line?"

He chuckled. "I like you." He picked up his drink and made a little toast to her. "To pick-up lines that are actually true for once!"

"I'll match that, and raise you; to guys who use pick-up lines when they really don't need them!"

The dark haired man raised his glass. "I'll drink to that." And took the shot. Tonks followed.

She frowned when she noticed Jonathan staring at her.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing. It's just that you seem to be able to swallow quite easily." His lips twitched.

Tonks raised one eyebrow at him.

"You're coming on strong," She commented.

"Yeah, I do that a lot."

She looked at him for a second and then she started giggling when she realized how that can be interpreted.

Jonathan smiled. "So, what do you do for money?"

"Oh," The auror leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper, "I'm an under-cover cop. Don't tell anybody, but I'm on a secret mission, right now."

"Really? What mission?"

"To take in bad boys who entice naughty little girls at bars."

"Hmm. Am I succeeding?"

"Not too bad, actually,"

"So, since I'm guilty as charged, are you going to take me in?"

"I would, but unfortunately, I forgot my handcuffs…"

"I got some at my place, if you want. My bedroom, to be exact."

Tonks jumped off her stool, picked up her jacket from the counter and turned to Jonathan. "So are you coming, or what?"

"Oh, at least three times, I hope," he said, finished his drink in one gulp and followed the laughing woman out the door.

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The next few days weren't that bad in Harry's opinion.

Weasel and bookworm seemed to have gotten a clue at last and were leaving him alone, Dumbledore stopped staring at him so much (which was starting to creep him out) and Severus was staring at him more (which caused for some hot bathroom breaks).

So really he shouldn't be feeling like this.

But he was.

And it was all Voldemort's fault.

Well, technically, he started it, so it was partially his fault, but who worries about stupid details like these nowadays anyway?

"Harry, I really think you should go to Madam Pomphary." Neville commented, staring at his friend with concern. "I'm sure she has something for your scar if it itches."

Harry shook his head. "It isn't an itch, it's a burn and I doubt she has anything for internal head pain thingies."

Neville frowned. "But why does it hurt?"

"Voldemort." Harry answered and ignored the other boy's twitch at the feared name. "I think he's pissed at me."

The dark haired boy cocked his head at Neville's direction when he noticed him staring. "What?"

The clumsy teenager smiled. "You just said that you think that you-know-who is pissed at you after he tried to kill you for the past seven years." Harry grinned right back at him.

"Well, I've been told I'm a bit thick-headed." They laughed until Harry winced once more.

"Harry, go to Madam Pomphary."

Harry wrinkled his nose. "You sound like Granger." The other boy glared and sniffed. "No need to be rude, Harry."

The boy-who-lived nodded. "I think I'm going to talk to Ginny. She might help me ignore the pain." He lifted his eyebrows suggestively and Neville burst out laughing.

It took Harry several minutes to find Ginny and that was only because he finally remembered to use the marauders map.

When he did, he couldn't help but spill everything that happened leaving Ginny staring at him shocked.

"Really? You did this, everything?" Harry nodded.

"You swear on your life?"

"Cross my heart and hope to turn straight."

"Ugh, don't be disgusting." He shrugged at her.

"So now what?"

"Frankly I don't know. Things are going to plan…or almost to plan, and I'm happy."

"Well you know what this means, right?" Harry shook his head. "No, what?"

"I guess it's about time we use the dream potion the twins gave me."

"I knew I like you for a reason."

Tbc.

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A/n: Alright, sorry for the long long long long long long wait but we couldn't help it. DikiCat is in the army and the only thing she wants to do all day is sleep and I mean the boring kind and me, well; I wallow around in my writers block and do nothing useful.

It's strange isn't it? The best stories we have are when the two of us are sitting together and think about them, just tossing ideas around.

We make such a good team.

DikiCat: I've missed it.

Rock_Junkie: I should say the same, but then I would be lying (sticks tongue at her) nah, I'm kidding.

DikiCat: well, now we'll try to write more as hopefully while I'm taking courses I won't be as tired and the base is only half an hour away so I'll be home soon.

Rock_Junkie: can you guys believe it? We are only four chapters close to thirty chapters and the story has been running for almost two years now!!!!

DikiCat: we really are lazy, huh? Two years and only twenty six chapters? I know of some stories where they had that in a couple of months!

Rock_Junkie: but I bet their stories weren't as awesome and amazing like ours!!!!!!

True.

Because you've got to admit….We're awesome!!!!!

And you love us.

Till next time, R&R.