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Previously
Yet again Potter somehow defeated him. Now he needed to act. Potter and Black were too big a risk to leave floating around.
By the time he had reached his specially modified ship his purely wizard crew" were already at their posts.
"The course is laid in Master."
"Good, Maximum warp helm."
Lost – Chapter 13
USS Enterprise – Conference Room A
Commodore Bryce Culloven stood and addressed all the senior Federation and Klingon officers. "I'm not going to bother with the protocols and flowery language. We all know why we are here. Right now our allies consist of each other and perhaps a few more trustworthy captains but there is no guarantee we'll see them before we see more of the Romulans.
Now first off I'm not going to be taking command of this mission I'll leave that in your hands. You have all done remarkably well so far. Instead I'm going to do what I do best and play in the intelligence arena. You've done a spectacular job putting puzzle pieces together so I'll continue to use your work. This Voldemort is a threat to the whole damn quadrant. He needs to be stopped to do that we need a clear picture of what we are facing."
Several of the senior officers looked relieved that Culloven wasn't taking over but most just nodded.
Captain Picard stood and addressed the officer, "You have your assignments."
oOoOoOo
USS Enterprise – Harry's Guest Accommodation Cabin
Emma sighed as she snuggled in to Harry's side.
Dinner with Sirius, Harry and her family had been wonderful. After the meal they had shared a pleasant evening watching a movie from the ships huge data base. After the movie Sirius had been the first to depart citing an early start with the engineering department. The Kelly's had been next. Her parents thanked Harry for dinner and mentioned that they would see Emma later.
Harry and Emma had cleaned up and were now sitting alone in the cabin. Smiling as he considered the beautiful girl at his side Harry gave Emma a one armed hug, "Do you want to watch another movie?"
Emma shook her head, "No, how about some music?"
Harry smiled again this time a bit wryly, "You had better pick because I wasn't much of a music buff even back in my own time."
With a chuckle Emma instructed the computer to play a mix of light instrumental music and tilted her head up to kiss Harry on the cheek. "I've had a great night."
"Me too," Harry went to kiss Emma on the cheek in return but she turned her head and he found himself kissing her lips. The kiss deepened and to his surprise he felt Emma hands slip under his shirt and up his back. Returning the favor he slid his own hand beneath her shirt and caressed the smooth skin above her hip.
"Harry…..wait," Emma pulled back from the kiss and Harry froze mortified that he had crossed some unspoken line.
"Emma…I…I'm sorry."
The blond just smiled and pulled her shirt off revealing a lacy pink bra and an expanse of smooth skin, "There that's much better."
Harry's thought processes shut down at the sight. He had seen Emma in a swimming costume but that bore little resemblance to the lacy revealing bra he was now confronted with.
After a few moments of gaping at the sight of his girlfriend's revealing underwear his brain began working enough to speak, "You're beautiful."
Emma giggled and leaned forward to kiss Harry.
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IKS Kaveth Nar – Engineers Quarters
Sirius smiled as L'kor poured them both mugs of bloodwine. As the Klingon turned and saw the smile she raised an eyebrow in enquiry.
Sirius shrugged, "Just wondering if Harry is pouring Emma a bloodwine right about now."
L'kor snorted, "If he is I'll box his ears."
Sirius gave a bark of laughter as he took his mug. Bloodwine was pretty bloody strong stuff even if it wasn't in quite the same league as Fire Whiskey. Not that he was planning on mentioning the fact to any Klingons any time soon. "I trust him to behave and Emma is a smart girl."
L'kor kicked her boots off sat on her bunk putting her feet in to Sirius's lap. "Harry has a good understanding of honour. Sadly youth and lust often lead to foolish choices. Among my people we have a saying for young men. Take up the bat'leth if you wish to take down your trousers. It is a warning of the wrath of fathers as much as a warning against forcing a woman."
Sirius laughed again this time earning a glare before he calmed himself. "I wasn't mocking just remembering Harry's grandfather telling me that if I persisted in my behaviour toward women I had better become a better dueler."
L'kor snorted in amusement, "Well then I hope your godson has better sense."
Sirius took another sip of bloodwine before putting his mug down and picking up L'kor's left foot and beginning to slowly massage it. L'kor made a satisfied sound and relaxed slightly letting Sirius work. After a few minutes he swapped to her right foot. By the time he had finished L'kor had set aside her mug and was leaning against the bulkhead next to her bunk with a satisfied expression.
"You are good at that."
"Practice," replied Sirius with a grin.
"That may explain why you such a poor lover…lack of dedication to practice."
L'kor was taken off guard when Sirius grabbed her vest and pulled her in to a kiss but only for a moment. Within moments she was deepening the kiss and pulling at her vest's buckles. Sirius soon realised her dilemma and pulled back for a moment allowing her to pull off her vest and toss it aside. A moment later her undershirt followed leaving her bare chested much to the delight of Sirius. What followed was a mix between making caressing and wrestling as the two lovers tore off each other's clothes before falling entwined on to the hard bunk.
oOoOoOo
"Ouch," complained Sirius as he touched the scratch marks on his face.
"Well you should have warned me before you did that," replied L'kor in husky voice. "I nearly bit my own tongue!"
"Sorry for hitting you like that," said Sirius as he ran his fingers over L'kor's split lip. "It was an accident. I hadn't expected you to…"
"Do not apologise, remember what I told you of my people's ways. Our lovemaking is more physical. I…..I welcome your company and at great risk of inflating your ego I enjoyed sex with you. You are adventurous and attentive. Skills I appreciate in a lover, even if you are a bit….frail."
"Frail," complained Sirius. "I'll have you know that I…..urgh."
L'kor smirked as she squeezed," Although you do have stamina."
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USS Enterprise – Main Engineering
"Bloody Hell Sirius what happened to you?" asked Harry in shock as Sirius walked stiffly in to the meeting. Beside his odd gait he had scratches down one side of his face and what looked to be a black eye forming.
Sirius smirked, "So how was your date last night?"
Harry blushed and nodded fighting a smile, "It was okay."
La Forge whistled as he took in Sirius's appearance. "Perhaps you should head to Sick Bay?"
"Nah, really I'm fine."
Harry refocused his thoughts on to Godfathers injuries, "Sirius what the hell happened? You look like you've been fighting, did something happen on the Kaveth Nar."
Worf who had been watching the whole time with a stoic expression on his face hiding his personal amusement cleared his throat. "If Mister Black doesn't wish to let Doctor Crusher attend to his wounds perhaps we should move on?"
"Yes, let's move on," agreed Sirius.
Harry however didn't seem to want to let go of the issue, "If you had a fight with one of the…what…Sirius." Harry found himself dragged in to a quiet corner by his god father.
Standing where he was La Forge could only here snippets of the two wizards conversations
"L'kor….."
"Wait…she did…..wow. I…"
"…..Klingon…"
Sirius dragged a blushing Harry back over to La Forge, "Right Commander so what is on the agenda this morning?"
La Forge wanted to ask what was going on but restrained the urge. "Okay first thing this morning Commodore Culloven wanted to talk you and Data regarding what we had already uncovered. I believe that he was hoping to clarify the reports he had received. I was hoping to borrow Harry to do some more testing on some the things I've been working on."
"You may want to include L'kor in any experiments you are running. I know she has been working on tweaking some of their instruments," Sirius advised Geordie before turning to Harry. "I'll see you later Harry."
Sirius nodded and Worf stepped forward, "Follow me Mister Black."
Harry watched Sirius leave before turning back to La Forge. "Okay Commander what do you need from me."
oOoOoOo
As Worf led Sirius to the conference room Sirius couldn't escape the feeling that Worf wanted to ask him something but the big Klingon stoically refused. Sirius wasn't sure if the Klingon was just being polite or it was somehow taboo for him to ask.
"You can ask if you want Worf."
Worf stepped inside the Turbo Lift and voiced the destination, holding the doors open for Sirius. As the doors closed Worf turned to face Sirius.
"You are in a …relationship with a member of the crew on the Kaveth Nar?"
When Sirius raised an eyebrow and a smirk appeared on his face very reminiscent of Commander Riker's Worf quickly clarified.
"I don't wish for….details but I thought perhaps that I should warn you about some of the challenges Humans in your position will face."
Inside Sirius cheered. It appeared that the old Black luck was finally reappearing. Just when he needed to ask a Klingon some questions one came along and offered him the advice. "That would be great Lieutenant Worf. Perhaps I can buy you a drink when you are off duty or if you prefer I can get my hands on same rather decent bloodwine."
"That would be acceptable," replied Worf as the turbo lift doors opened.
oOoOoOo
Conference Room A
Commodore Culloven stood as Sirius and Worf entered waving Sirius in, "That will be all Lieutenant."
"Mister Black, please take a seat."
Sirius sat and Culloven did the same. "I wanted a chance to talk with you before the others arrived. I know that you have been working hard to help us develop some defences and that has been a great help but I want to ask for more."
"Go on," said Sirius carefully keeping his expression blank.
"Thank you. Have you been taken through the current political situation in the Federation?"
Sirius nodded, "A bit although not in any depth."
"You no doubt have heard about the tense relationship between the Romulan Empire and the Federation. Well the reasons the relationship is so strained are varied and rather complicated. Historically we have struggled to deal effectively with the Romulan Empire but in the last five years we have had some success. I mainly deal with Intelligence, over the years our department has developed relationships with some of the Romulan intelligence community. We use these contacts when we deliver unofficial messages and as access points to the Romulan senate. I'm hoping to use one of these contacts to engage the Romulans. If we can get the Romulans on our side chances of success will be much higher."
Sirius sat back in his chair considering the little he knew. "Okay that makes sense but what if these aren't renegades. What if the Romulan Empire is behind Voldemort?"
Culloven smiled grimly, "Oh it is a possibility but a very unlikely one. The Romulans are arrogant and convinced of their superiority but they are not stupid. Their ideology would never permit them entering in to an arrangement where they are subservient to a non-Romulan. A group of disgruntled Romulans siding with the Voldemort I can understand. Their highest tiers of government….no."
Sirius nodded, "That makes sense, I think." Indeed thought Sirius it sounded remarkably similar to politics around the old magical families.
"Romulan intelligence, called the Tal Shiar are zealots but they can generally be trusted to do what is best for their people. You just have to remember that they will be trying to turn any situation in their favour."
"Why tell me this?"
Culloven smiled and slid a pad with the image of a Romulan officer displayed, "Because I need you to help me convince them of the danger this Voldemort faces."
oOoOoOo
Romulan Warbird - Sevlar
Proconsul Neral frowned as the outer door of his personal cabin opened without his permission. Given recent events he decided on caution and quickly drew his disrupter pointing it at the door as he moved from behind his desk giving himself room to move. Assassination was always a risk, even here.
"Proconsul I would appreciate you lowering your disruptor. I am alone."
The disruptor didn't move until the hatch to his office slid open and Vorak appeared.
Vorak smiled and offered the Proconsul a polite nod, "Very wise Proconsul. I have just received a communication that requires your immediate attention."
"From?" asked Neral as he took a seat behind his desk.
"A Commodore Bryce Culloven of Starfleet Intelligence currently aboard the USS Enterprise."
Neral's eyes widened for a moment before narrowing, "A most odd occurrence."
Vorak nodded, "Indeed but the content of his request is even odder. I have read the file on Culloven. He is a gifted intelligence operative and a decorated Starfleet officer. Who has, on occasion been a useful contact within their intelligence community."
"An agent?" asked Neral.
Vorak shook his head, "No rather an individual through whom we could pass….unofficial communications. We have to, on occasion reciprocate of course."
Neral nodded, such was the way of politics. It was sometimes useful to have a voice in the enemy camp. "So what does our sometimes friend want?"
"He wishes to speak to the senior Tal Shiar operative in this sector. There is a high probability that the Enterprise is on a similar mission to our own."
"I see and what do you suggest?" asked Neral watching the Tal Shiar carefully. This was a large risk to take on an already covert mission. As a politician he knew that on such decisions as these careers were made or broken.
"Unofficially this has the approval of the Chairman so I recommend that I make contact," said Vorak.
oOoOoOo
USS Enterprise - Conference Room A
"Sir I have an encrypted message flagged to your attention with an undisclosed source."
"Show Time," said Culloven to Sirius before touching his combadge. "Very good please open a secure channel in conference room A."
On the small screen a Romulan in military uniform appeared, "Commodore Culloven I believe that you wished to speak to me?"
"Who am I addressing?" asked Culloven.
"Colonel Vorak of the Tal Shiar."
"Colonel let me introduce to you Sirius Black. He has a rather interesting story to tell you."
Sirius inclined his head politely, "Colonel have you ever heard of Magic?"
oOoOoOo
Romulan Warbird - Sevlar
As Vorak asked the human introduced as Sirius Black a stream of questions Neral sat off screen considering what he had been told. Had Vorak not already raised this issue he would assume the two humans were insane. This was not an enviable situation to be in as a politician and the most senior member of his government present.
"I assure you Commodore we share the same concerns about the terrorist group known as Kilhra'eri. Indeed I am tasked with ending their threat," said Vorak.
The image of Culloven nodded, "This Voldemort is as much a danger to the Romulan Star Empire as he is the Federation and the Klingons. I propose a limited alliance between our forces to end this threat."
Vorak's years of training allowed him to not visibly react. Such a thing outside of wartime was almost without precedent. "Perhaps Commodore I will need to consult with my superiors about…"
"Vorak we are already on route to Tal Sigma 5 as I guess you are. Perhaps a rendezvous beforehand ….do you know of the Valeri system? It should be close enough to both our routes."
Without looking away from the screen Vorak saw Neral nod. "Very well Commodore I shall consult with the commander and verify our estimated time of arrival."
"I look forward to it Colonel," said Culloven before the screen went blank.
"What do you think?" asked Neral.
"I think that the Humans are as worried about these renegades as we. This Black they have allied themselves with is intriguing. Did you see his face?"
"Yes what of it?" asked Neral.
Vorak smiled, "My dear proconsul I've seen such marks before. Black I would guess has a Klingon lover and when you consider that he let slip that he lives on the Klingon ship….Hmmm indeed there were signs in how he spoke he doesn't fully trust the Federation."
"Ahh….as you say Colonel intriguing."
oOoOoOo
USS Enterprise – High Energy Science Lab
"Harry, can you do that again?" asked La Forge who had yet to look up from his instruments.
Harry cast another stunner at the metal plate and again the spell seemed to dissipate just short of his target.
"Try another spell," ordered La Forge.
Harry switched to casting a cutting curse but again the spell dissipated.
La Forge looked up at Harry and grinned like a mischievous schoolboy, "I think we've got it. Your abilities have an energy signature that is similar and yet slightly different from Sirius. From the residual readings the same should apply to the others with your powers. L'kor's work on detecting the energy signature was on the right track. I think we have enough to take this to the Captain."
"Will it work on the whole ship?" asked Harry.
La Forge shook his head, "No not in the time we have. Initially I thought that playing with the shield Harmonics to stop teleporting….sorry apparating would mean the same thing with this EM field. That's now been disproven but then L'kor's base emission theory well it works. At least it works on most of your abilities. To cover everything….well I would have to physically rebuild every shield emitter in the ship and even if we could do that the energy requirement would mean our normal shields would need to be down leaving us open to conventional weapons. Although L'kor made a note….." The engineer trailed off as he began scrolling through L'kor's notes on a screen.
"Do you need me here?" asked Harry.
"What….oh no you can go Harry I'll be in contact if I need you. You've been a great help." La Forge's eyes went back to his reading.
Deciding was a dismissal Harry walked to the door considering an early lunch when he realised that Emma had said that she would be free this morning. With a bit of a spring in his step Harry headed for his cabin.
oOoOoOo
USS Enterprise Captains Ready Room
Picard leaned back in his chair considering La Forge's explanation and considering the implications. "So Mister La Forge you believe this energy dispersal field can be operational on all our ships by the time we reach Tal Sigma 5?"
La Forge barely paused before replying, "Yes Sir although we still need to test it against the full range of their abilities. Against what Harry tried the field worked perfectly. Once we set the emitters up we should have most of the important areas of the ship protected."
"Good, from the start our biggest disadvantage has been our inability to fully protect ourselves from their abilities. Negating that advantage could make the difference in any confrontation. Work with Data and whoever else you need to get it done Mister La Forge," ordered Picard.
La Forge nodded and left already planning his next steps.
Reaching up Picard tapped his combadge, "Picard to the Bridge. Please send a message to all ships Captains requesting their presence aboard the Enterprise along with their senior officers."
oOoOoOo
Captain Hayes took a sip of his coffee as he considered the data on his pad. "So Jean Luc my science officers tell me this should work although he was a little concerned about the chance of the field being susceptible to being overloaded."
Picard nodded slowly, "It is a concern but I can't see what other choice we have."
D'Mek grunted, gesturing at the data pad Hayes held. "We have, at the least taken away some of their flexibility. Let's see how these scum fare against disrupters and bat'leths."
Commander T'Rell the First Officer of the Shepparton raised an eyebrow before turning to face his captain. "Sir there remains little else we can do to secure vital areas of the ship without such a device. Their ability to teleport will render force fields obsolete. This will, as you humans say level the playing field."
Riker immediately voiced his support, "Our security teams have been briefed by Mister Black. I think he would be amenable to giving them the opportunity of facing him using his abilities."
"Indeed," rumbled Worf. "Black is an honourable man I am sure he would agree to such a test. Perhaps with the field in place we will be able to see just how much of their advantage is now negated."
As Worf finished speaking the door slid open admitting Commodore Culloven who waved everyone back to their seats.
"Still we are a small taskforce this close to Romulan space," mused Hayes. "I really hope these Romulans are renegades. If they turn out to be government agents our life is likely to get very interesting very quickly."
"That should not be a problem," Culloven reassured Hayes, "Right now a small force of Romulan ships is on the way to rendezvous with us. I've given them a limited briefing but it is clear that they too seek to end the threat posed by Voldemort."
"The Romulan's cannot be trusted," snarled D'Mek.
Culloven raised a hand calling for silence, "I know but they have as much if not more to lose here than we do, at least initially. Commander Data has done a thorough job gathering what information he can. Black and Potter gave us more pieces of the puzzle. But it wasn't until I began to think about the whys that I started to put a few of the pieces together. Why the Romulans? Why has he not moved to gather more human followers as he did in the past? Just before I joined you Jean-Luc I received a report from an operative on Romulus that reported several Warbirds had gone missing. This followed his reports about an earlier string of seemingly unconnected political murders and disappearances. A similar modus operandi to what he perpetrated to escape Earth but this time he has targeted the Romulans."
"You think the Romulan's are the target?" asked Riker.
Culloven shook his head, "Truly…no. From everything you have encountered the pattern leads me to believe that they are targets of opportunity. Given what I've read about this Voldemort I don't think he cares less about whatever destruction he leaves in his wake. He's after something we can't see and I guess it or at least a step towards it can be found on Tal Sigma 5."
Picard frowned, "And so you simply informed the Romulan government?"
Culloven smiled, "Oh no Jean-Luc nothing official I simply called in a few favours from a contact."
"From a Romulan politician or military officer?" asked Hayes.
"From the chairman of the Tal Shiar," replied Culloven his voice calm.
"Oh that is so much better," muttered Riker only to be quelled by a look from is captain.
"Commodore, I…." began Picard.
Culloven again raised his hand, "The chairman is a…..well the best description is patriot. He is also a highly skilled spy and quite frankly a genius and while he is no friend of the Federation neither is he our enemy. I approached him with what we knew and he confirmed that the Tal Shiar had been actively trying to destroy a renegade terrorist group they call the Kilhra'eri. He had dispatched a task force with instructions to do just that. Given the situation and the…..potential for disaster he directed his operative in the fleet to initiate contact. This alone gentlemen should tell you how serious the situation is."
"Then we were right, this Voldemort has established himself in the Empire?" asked Riker.
Picard rubbed his bald scalp, a trait his friends and long serving comrades knew indicated frustration. In this case frustrated acceptance, "Well it appears that we are committed, Commander D'Mek will this pose a problem for you?"
D'Mek looked like he wanted to protest but after a moment he relaxed, slightly. "No but I hope we don't end up with Romulan knives in our backs."
oOoOoOo
USS Enterprise - Holodeck 1
"Even after seeing it before it's hard to believe that this is all an illusion," commented Sirius as he looked around what appeared to be the bridge of the Enterprise complete with crewmen manning their bridge stations.
Worf nodded, "Indeed and more importantly it is an excellent way for us to simulate the effects of the energy dispersal field and see how we will need to adjust our tactics."
Sirius glanced around the group of serious faced security officers, "Okay so how will we do this?"
Worf gestured toward the fictional bridge offices, "I've used a program my predecessor designed to train new crew on disaster management. Now we will face a Romulan incursion. The energy dispersal field is real and several engineers will be controlling it to simulate different areas throughout the ship. As an initial test I would like you to play the part of a Romulan."
Sirius drew his wand, "I'll be as difficult a target as possible."
In his defence Sirius really did try but it soon became obvious that the dispersal field worked exactly as La Forge had promised and the highly trained security officers soon had him contained. "Well it certainly made life difficult but I steered clear of the darker spells which Voldemort will certainly use."
"May I ask why you avoided them?" asked the security chief from the Shepparton.
"A fair question. The darker spells are dangerous. They are designed to kill, main and cause pain. Which are, for me reason enough to be wary. They corrupt the caster." Seeing the confusion on the man's face Sirius tried to explain. "To cast the darker spells there is a certain emotional element. As you can probably guess from their nature those emotions are very negative. If you use them all the time...well most dark wizards and witches are a bit mad."
"Would it be possible and safe to see one in use...only so that we can see how the field effects it?" asked an ensign.
Sirius frowned but nodded, "I'm willing but only if we take every precaution we can to avoid an incident. I'm not exaggerating the risks involved."
"I am willing to volunteer myself," said Worf.
In the end Sirius insisted that Doctor Crusher be present in case something went wrong but agreed to test the dispersal field against some of the darker curses. First was the Imperius curse which failed to have any effect on Worf. Next Sirius summoned up his memories of Azkaban and Peter Pettigrew's betrayal and cast the Cruciatus curse. For a moment nothing happened and then Worf grunted and tensed.
Sirius immediately ended the curse, "Are you alright?"
Worf nodded, "An unpleasant sensation."
Doctor Crusher ran a medical tricorder over Worf and frowned at the results, "Just what was that Mister Black?"
"The torture curse. It causes pain by attacking the nerves."
"Well it does that...I can still see his nervous system lit up like a Christmas tree. How are you feeling Worf?"
"Like I have been beaten with a pain stick but it is passing. Engineering why did the field fail?"
The disembodied voice of an engineer quickly responded, "Overloaded sir, there was something different in the waveform that played hob with the harmonics. We are looking in to it now."
"Perhaps we should leave this for now," suggested Sirius. "I'm loathe to cast anymore potentially fatal curses."
"How can we tell which are dangerous?" asked a security crewman.
Sirius spent nearly two hours explaining how to identify different spells before Worf took over and led the security officers through the tactical options.
Sirius had to admit that they sounded like they knew what they were doing. Perhaps Voldemort was going to be less of a problem than he had anticipated.
"Engineering to lieutenant Worf."
Worf tapped his combadge, "Worf here."
"Sir we have run a series of diagnostics and it appears that there was an unexpectedly large spike in the energy output. It overloaded the field emitters. We are looking at a workaround."
'Then again,' thought Sirius with a wry smile.
oOoOoOo
USS Enterprise - Harry's Cabin
Harry lunged forward and caught Emma's foot as she retreated across Harry's bed. "Oh no you don't Emma you started this!"
Emma squealed and franticly kicked her feet trying to loosen Harry's grip, "Harry I said no…..don't...please…aieeee."
Harry managed to get a grip on Emma's legs and rolled on to her pinning her down. Ignoring her pleas he began attacking the soles of her feet, tickling both her feet sending her off in to another squealing fit.
"H….Harry stop…..I'm going to wet my pants!"
Deciding justice was served Harry rolled off Emma's legs and released her feet. Expecting retaliation in the escalating tickle fight he moved to get clear only to have Emma crash in to him and push him on to the bed, her hands reaching for his ribs. He quickly rolled taking her with him and ended up with her pinned underneath him.
"You had enough?"
Emma replied by kissing him. After a moment she deepened the kiss and Harry found his hand training down the side of her face as her hands travelled down his back through his shirt.
Harry was very aware of Emma as she lay beneath him and tried to keep himself from crossing any unseen lines a task made more difficult as Emma continued to writhe around. When she broke off their kiss he had started to apologise before she pulled her shirt off.
"Get your clothes off Harry; I want to feel you properly."
Harry pulled off his shirt only to become entangled by the time he had pulled it off he was confronted with a bare chested Emma.
His first reaction was to ogle closely followed by an apology again Emma derailed him by pulling him in to a kiss.
Harry's mind very nearly shut down as Emma's bare breasts flattened against him. Their make out sessions and petting had not prepared him for….well for this and he very nearly ran but as Emma stroked his back he began to relax again and go with the wonderful sensations.
"Harry I want you to touch me," said Emma her voice was more…throaty as she looked up at him.
"I thought we….we…were waiting?"
Emma grinned up at him, "Oh there is plenty to do without doing it, here," Taking his hand she placed it on her breast. "Feel me Harry."
Harry lost track of time as he explored Emma's body. At first she took pity on his nervousness given that she felt much the same and helped him. Telling him what she liked. Soon however Harry was taking the initiative and losing himself in his exploration. He soon found himself trailing his fingers down and over her breasts and nipples followed by feather light kisses. It was satisfying to hear her little moans and feel her move. In a bold moment he trailed his hands over her stomach and down to the waistband of her pants only to feel her stiffen.
Fearing that he had crossed a line he quickly pulled back only to have her catch his hand, "Don't stop." Without looking away from him she undid the fastener and loosened her pants. "You can touch me Harry," she assured him although there was a catch in her voice showing him that she too was nervous.
His captured hand was directed toward her lower abdomen lowed still until she pressed it against her pants. He gently rubbed her through the cloth and again he found himself mesmerized by her reactions but most of all he found himself watching her expressive face.
She was moving now and he could feel her crotch dampening as she pushed against his stroking fingers. Unsure of what to do he slowed his movements and began to stroke her stomach only to have his hand pulled back down. This time he found his hand guided inside her pants.
He could feel himself stiffening as for the first time in his life he felt a woman. She was warm, damp and slick as he moved his fingers back and forth. His questing hand found a small nub that he caressed, making Emma shudder and moan before she pulled him in to a passionate kiss.
"Do…..don't stop," whispered Emma as Harry slowed his movements. As he quickened his ministrations Emma began to moan before stiffening and biting his lip, moaning in to his mouth and then going limp.
Harry slowed and stopped before kissing Emma's lips.
"Oh Harry that was wonderful, do….do you want me to…um help you?"
Harry shook his head turning red, "No um not ah needed after that."
Emma grinned, "Wow I'm glad you enjoyed it…come on we had better clean up." Emma looked down at her damp knickers and frowned. "Oh….er I might have to replicate some clothes."
Harry started to stand to get her a wash cloth when she caught his hand, "Thank you."
Harry grinned nervously, "I should be thanking you…I..I never expected. Emma you are so beautiful and when you…well you looked like an angel."
Emma blushed and kissed him again. "I'll bet you look the same."
Harry stood and grabbed Emma a damp washcloth from the bathroom. He had just handed it to her along with a towel when the door chime sounded.
"Bloody Hell," cursed Harry as Emma dashed past him in to the Bathroom.
The chime sounded again followed by the intercom, "Harry are you alright?"
Damn it was Sirius. Harry found his shirt and pulled it before opening the door.
"Hey Pup I…what in the name of Merlin have you been up to?" demanded Sirius.
"Nothing," replied Harry who cringed as his voice broke slightly.
Sirius smiled in a predatory way as his eyes went down. Harry looked down to see a wet patch on his pants.
"Potty trouble Potter?"
Harry stood mortified for a long silent moment trying to think of something to say, "Err I spilt a drink."
"Oh okay," said Sirius whose tone belied his words. "So did Emma spill something on her shirt and bra?"
"Err," replied Harry who inwardly cursed his failing eloquence.
Sirius stepped in to the room and sniffed, "Oh ho you two have been naughty haven't you?"
His smile was starting to worry Harry who once again tried and failed to articulate anything.
"Do I need to be worried about Emma's father coming after you?"
"What? NO." yelled Harry.
Sirius tapped his nose again, "Scent says otherwise boyo."
"I...I we didn't do that."
Sirius raised an eyebrow his expression radiating disbelief.
Harry was about to protest his innocence when he realised that Sirius was fighting to hide a smile. "Oh piss off Sirius."
Sirius laughed loudly before shifting to a serious face to calm his very annoyed godson. "Pax Harry pax. You two...clear up and then all three of us can sit down for a chat. I'll wait outside."
Ten minutes later a nervous Harry sat holding hands with an equally nervous looking Emma as Sirius sat opposite sipping on a cup of peppermint tea.
"I think we need to have a talk. I'm not judging what you two do when you are together but I need to make sure you are clear on the special consequences of wizard relationships. You're both old enough to be responsible but if you do decide to….express your relationship that way then you had better be prepared for the consequences. I once heard a healer call say that magic finds a way. You are a strong wizard Harry and Emma you have magic in you, even if you aren't a witch. Magic want's to grow and spread."
Harry paled, "Are you saying that if we….express our relationship Emma might get pregnant?"
Sirius shook his head, "No I'm saying that without protection she will get pregnant. Why do you think witches are taught the contraceptive spell?"
"The what?" asked Harry.
"The contraceptive spell," repeated Sirius. "It is like a magical version of the pill."
"Okay so we can….if we go down that road in the future then we'll use that," said a red faced Emma.
Sirius shook his head, "Do I look like a witch? I have no idea what the spell is."
Harry looked at Sirius with narrowed eyes, "How convenient."
Sirius put his hands in the air, "Hey wizard here. Witches were taught the spell in their third year."
"Anyway we didn't do anything requiring contraception," said Emma who looked like she was deciding if she should hide or scream.
Sirius looked at both Harry and Emma's embarrassed faces and decided that his message had been received. Making his farewell he left the two embarrassed teens. As the door shut he was sure that somewhere Lily and James were pissing themselves laughing.
Once the door slid shut Harry risked a glance over at the still red faced Emma, "Are you okay?"
"Well that was a bit of a mood killer. Is he always like that?"
"Pretty much….Emma I didn't know that stuff about, you know pregnancy."
"I could tell, you were cycling between pale and bright red. I think later I'll be grateful for him telling me, well telling us."
"Later?" asked Harry.
"Later…I'd like a chance to see what else…works. But for now I need to get home."
Emma quickly got dressed and rushed out only pausing to kiss Harry.
"Wow," whispered Harry as he considered his afternoon.
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"I have never been so embarrassed in my life. A blind man could see that the pair of them had been…..experimenting. Merlin the look on Harry's face was priceless. I had to give them the same pregnancy talk that Harry's grandfather gave me after he caught me with my hand up Linda Hall's skirt at a Quidditch match. When Harry gets over the embarrassment he'll be out for blood."
L'kor wasn't much help as she tried not to laugh. Sirius had shared some tales of his younger exploits with her. His youth had been spent fucking like a Targ in heat with as little regard for his conquests. From what she knew he deserved the embarrassment. Thank the universe that he had grown up since. "Harry has honour; he will do the right thing."
Sirius didn't respond verbally instead he pulled L'kor close and kissed her.
L'kor grinned showing pointed teeth, "Come on I want to show you the changes I've made to the sensors before you need to head back over to the Enterprise. When we catch up with these petaQ they are in for an unpleasant surprise."
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USS Enterprise – Bridge
Lieutenant-Commander Data was the duty officer on the bridge when Ensign Yu announced that a Romulan Warbird had decloaked just outside their effective weapons range. As was require he immediately ordered the shields raised and set the ship at yellow alert. He then asked the status of the Romulan ship.
"Their shields are up but it appears that their weapons are offline," reported tactical.
Data opened a channel, "Bridge to Captain Picard."
"Picard, what is it Data?"
"Sir, a Romulan D'deridex-class Warbird has decloaked and has raised shields but not powered weapons."
"I am on my way," replied Picard.
"Sir the Warbird is hailing us," reported Ensign Yu.
"Onscreen," replied Data.
The image of two Romulans appeared on screen. Data noted that one was dressed in a military uniform but the other was in civilian clothes.
Before Data could speak the uniformed Romulan smiled, "Ah Lieutenant Commander Data, Starfleet's first Android officer."
Data tilted his head in puzzlement, "You have me at a disadvantage Sir."
The Romulan shook his head, "Such was not my intent Lieutenant Commander. I have read a great deal about you. My father is a research cyberneticist and while my career has led elsewhere I share some of his interest in your existence. Perhaps we can meet in person at some later date. I am Colonel Vorak I believe that you are expecting us?"
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Sorry for such a long wait but life, work and writers block have all conspired against me. That said thank you to all the reviewers who made me keep going when this fics future looked a bit grim..