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Chapter 11

"I need you James," she said in a husky voice as she walked towards him, slowly, clad in very little clothing, "and I can't wait any longer." She put a finger in her mouth and as he was about to protest he caught another whiff of the strong aroma covering her body and felt instant desire combined with an overwhelming urge to smother the girl with himself, with his body. "I have missed you James," she whispered as she reached him and ran a finger along his chin. He keeled to her and felt his desire grow stronger at the simple touch, "I have come to give you what I know you miss," she continued in a seductive voice running her finger down his neck and chest to the already throbbing bulge in his trousers. He was overwhelmed by the aroma which clouded his judgement, the one which would normally bring him to his senses and stop him where he was; but he felt heady and prepared to give in; he was easy prey for her now, finally, and she knew it.

Twisting her fingers around the buttons on his shirt she began to unbutton them and stroke the soft hair beneath as he groaned at her touch; then she pulled him slowly in the direction of the bunks where the aurors slept in the tent. He paid no heed to the fact that it was dangerous and that they could get caught at any moment, something which if they were would more than likely cost them both their jobs. However in that instant there was nothing that would bring it to the forefront of his mind; the smell still clouded everything else and the only thing he could concentrate on was what he wanted from this girl, now. She stripped his chest bare and began to kiss him; he paid no attention to the fact that it was not the usual kiss that he enjoyed; in fact he paid no attention to the fact that he did not enjoy this one at all. She started to kiss his chest and shoulders listening to his soft groans before pushing him back onto the bed where they were sat and pulling down the trousers which he wore enough to reveal his desire to her. Smiling wickedly she swiftly removed her own clothes and then climbed up onto the bed until she was sat astride him looking down on his deep chocolate eyes which seemed to be staring back at her without actually seeing her. She lowered herself onto him slowly listening to the deep groan which left his mouth before rising back up again and dropping on him repeatedly until she had satisfied him as she wanted to, as she needed to and he was laid staring up at the ceiling with a dreamy look on his face.

Lifting her body away from his she dressed quickly and pulled his clothes back up fastening them quickly as she let him fall asleep, another effect of what she had done to him. It was one of the most needed effects as it was this which would erase from his memory what they had done; would make it seem like a dream, one which had involved sex with a nameless body without a clear face. He would wake soon and feel woozy, probably believe himself to be ill and she would hopefully have what she wanted, what she needed from him; the one thing that would make her High Lord happy and put his plan back on form; if she was lucky James Potter would then be disposed of without ever knowing what he had done with her.

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"James," a voice said interrupting his sleep.

"Hmmm," he mumbled feeling himself coming round.

"James, you fell asleep," the deep voice said to him.

"I...what?" he asked pulling himself up and looking round in the bed in confusion; he couldn't remember going to bed and suddenly he realised that he was still on duty. "I fell asleep?" he went on rubbing his eye a little; he felt woozy and could not understand why.

"I went out to check the perimeters were safe and when I came back you were asleep; you should not sleep on duty James,"

"Yes," he replied sitting on the edge of the bed and staring around the room; he felt confused and could not understand why he had gone to sleep. "I...I know that," he continued standing up, "I...I don't remember even going to lay down, how long were you gone?"

"About quarter of an hour; I checked all the enchantments and crossed the boundary to check for any other noises but there is nobody there; it must have been an animal or something in the wood."

"Noises?" he asked with a querying tone.

"The noise we heard outside; I went to check if the boundaries had been breeched. Are...are you okay James? You do look a little pale," she went on to ask changing the tone of her voice.

"I...I'm fine," he stuttered though in truth his head felt heavy and he still could not work out why he had gone to the bunk, "I just...need a minute."

"Of course," Martika said nodding her head and walking back to the small fire in the middle of the canvas tent where she began to boil some water to make a drink. James stared around the room and ran his fingers through his hair trying to think over the last few minutes; he could remember Martika leaving the tent but then there was nothing; why had he gone to his bunk? And when had he done it? Was he coming down with something or...? He did not actually know what other explanation there could be. "Here, drink this," his colleague said pushing a strong cup of coffee under his nose which he took from her gratefully quickly performing the standard wordless spell he used on all things offered to him even when out on assignment; it was the safest thing to do, even with people he trusted. The test showed nothing and he drained the cup quickly feeling the hot liquid trickle down his throat and warm his belly which he realised was suddenly cold.

"Do you think you could be ill James?" she asked when he had finished the cup and she looked him up and down.

"I...I'm not sure," he replied still feeling heavy headed perhaps it was a sudden bug which had hit him and he was starting to hope maybe that is all it was.

"Perhaps you should get some rest," Martika suggested. "I can take over the shift until Jordan and Blaise return; if I need you I can always wake you," she continued and he nodded his head at her gratefully; he felt completely wiped out and seriously began to worry that something was wrong with him.

Climbing back into the bed he put his head to the pillow and attempted to work out what was wrong but he was asleep again within minutes and when he woke the next morning he was refreshed and alert as usual. Martika had explained the situation to Zabini when he and Jordan had yet again returned with no information and the senior auror had checked him over the following morning. His diagnosis was simple fatigue from their long assignment. It was not uncommon when they had irregular sleep patterns and though James felt terrible for falling asleep at his post Blaise placated him by saying he wasn't the first and would not be the last. There was no harm done and as he seemed to be brighter that morning they could put the matter behind them; he then slyly told James that even the senior officers had been known to fall asleep on their posts in times gone by and they had both chuckled heartily.

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"Damn," she yelled after making sure she was out of earshot from everyone; it had not worked. She had done the wand test everyday for seven days and it had not worked; had she calculated wrong? If she did not achieve her goal soon he would be angry with her, very angry; he would not wait for much longer. But what to do now? She had used the perfect opportunity before and now they were being recalled from the mission; she would not have a chance like that again, not soon enough anyway. Would she find another opportunity to exploit in the same way? At the Ministry she did not know how and as she did not know where he lived that option was out too; perhaps imperious might work after all she thought to herself; but no she knew that was impossible he would throw it and her cover would be blown too. She would just have to use the elixir again; it had worked the first time so it would work again, but when? When could she use it? The mission was ended; they were all back in Britain at the office filling in more paperwork to file; how could she find an opportunity to get him alone and not be disturbed? She would have to find one, it was the only way. Picking up the long thin vial of lilac liquid she looked at it with a devious smile before putting it back where she kept secret things, hidden away at work where prying room mates would not stumble across it and use it for themselves.

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He was back in the office and the incessant and monotonous routines for the end of any mission were almost finished; all he needed to do was the final sign off along with the other aurors and then he was free for the weekend. He knew the papers would be on their way round any minute and he was desperate to get them signed so he could leave. He had scribbled a note to Salamander and Rose to tell them he was back and asked them to call in to his office at the end of the day to see him. They both worked at the Ministry so they would be around and he wanted them to be the first to know he was seeing someone, someone he was deeply in love with. He would then go and visit her at her home and tell her that he had finally come out to the world about their relationship before whisking her off to the Leaky Cauldron where they could show everyone just how happy they were. Part of him wanted her to be there when he told his best friend and cousin, especially as she knew them as well, but he also wanted to share this with them alone; they would be shocked he knew but he also hoped they would be happy for him.

The hands on the clock seemed to hang backwards and the end of the day seemed eons away to James who was desperate to get away but he knew the papers would not be ready until five. Drumming his fingers on the table he toyed with the idea of going out to find her for a long, deep kiss; she would be at the office and he might be able to get her alone. But he had to wait there until five and there were only fifteen minutes left before he would be able to go to her at home and enjoy a long deep kiss in their own time. When he had been for the debriefing in Beerney's office he had crossed her path in the corridor and flashed her a sincere and loving smile. His whole body had wanted to grab her and kiss her right there but there were other people around and after checking that no one was looking at them first she shyly returned the smile; looking to see who might be watching them was something else that he was not going to miss when he brought them out in the open.

The papers he was waiting for came at five minutes to five and after signing them gleefully James stood up to get his cloak and a few other belongings so that when he had seen his friends he would be able to apparate straight to her house. He was just putting the cloak on when he heard his door open and a strong scent wafted in through it, one which seemed strangely familiar to him. He turned to talk to his friends but was surprised to see someone else standing there with her back against the now closed door; she was wearing a short skirt and a low cut top which he had always found vulgar on her, "Zelda," he whispered, "what are you-"

"Shhhh," she whispered cutting him off as she started to walk slowly towards him; the strong pungent odour filled his nostrils immediately clouding his brain and James found himself instinctively drawn to the leggy blonde haired woman now slinking towards him with a lustrous look in her eyes. He stared at her as she approached and let her long arms wind their way around his back pulling him into her embrace where their lips locked together suddenly without any warning. He indulged the kiss and returned the touch as all thought flew out of his brain, other than the thought of what he wanted to do to this girl who was running her hand down his chest to the already protruding bulge in his standard issue green trousers. He moaned as her hand closed over it and gripped him tight and he found himself thrusting her back onto the desk behind her without a care in the world. The woman, who had a gleeful look on her face, smiled slyly at him as he dropped his weight on top of her and began to kiss her furiously once more. Papers, quills and other supplies fell to the floor as they started to thrash around on the desk; she ripped his shirt from his body sending buttons flying across the room and unfastened his trousers before pulling them down quickly to expose his hard, erect penis.

Laughing wildly she rolled him over as more things fell from the desk including a picture of James' family which had a small picture placed with it; it was of the girl he loved; a picture which he had kept with him for the last few months, never showing anyone but looking at it when he needed to think of her pretty face and soft body. The picture frame broke and the small portrait came to rest on top of its shards, facing down away from the scene in the office so her coy face could not be seen. Zelda hitched up her short skirt to reveal that she was naked beneath it and in one swift movement she positioned herself on top of him again and began to grind against him as she had done in the tent. Listening to his deep moans as he came closer and closer to doing what she needed him to do, Zelda continued to smile maliciously hoping that this time it would work. Her own pleasure was not important; she just needed to satisfy him and she worked herself harder and harder as his breathing became shorter and with one short cry she knew he had exploded where she needed him to be.

She smiled as he did it and prepared to lift herself from above him so he could fall into the all important slumber again; the sleep which would erase this hazy memory from his mind as it had their first encounter; and once again he would be none the wiser about her or what they had done. However as she saw his eyelids droop the sound of the door opening caught her attention and she froze gasping loudly as it opened and three figures appeared in the doorway; they were laughing and joking about something until they saw what was happening inside the office.

"James," one of them shrieked shrilly; it was enough to bring him out of his reverie and he blinked rapidly shaking his head quickly and taking in the scene in his own office. He looked up to see the horrible girl still sat on top of him and he reeled in horror as he realised what had just happened; then his head turned to look towards the voice which had shrieked his name. He saw the three figures in the doorway too; his best friend, his cousin and another girl, a girl with long dark hair and a gentle face, a face which was strangely contorted as it too took in the scene in front of her. James' mouth fell open in shock as he flung Zelda from above him but it was too late; the other girl had turned her head to hide her tears; turned her body away from the scene;, and as he jumped to his feet desperately searching for clothes to cover his modesty she started to flee along the corridor.

Rose and Salamander turned to watch her in confusion as James pulled his trousers up and set off after her bare foot and bare chested almost catching up with her as she reached the elevators at the department entrance. She was already inside one and the grills were closing when he got there; all he could see was her face, her white unhappy face; and as the lift started to move all he could do was sob out her name in confusion, "Holly," he whimpered pressing the call bell furiously, "wait."