-To my dear friend javalon14…this chapter is for you!-

Chapter 28

Professor Dumbledore sat in front of James sadly as he read to him the last will and testament of his elderly parents.

James sat rigidly in his chair, staring at the floor boards. He vaguely heard the Professor rattle off the numerous items listed on the will. James was an only child, he'd known since he was young that he'd inherit everything eventually. His father's wealth and estates meant nothing to him at the moment. He'd been prepared for them to die, but he hadn't been prepared for them to be murdered.

Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat a little and looked sympathetically across the desk. "There's also a house on Godric's Hollow they've recently purchased. It was to be a present after you've finished your schooling."

James looked up and stoically held back his remorse. He nodded, feeling cold inside.

Professor Dumbledore pulled out a small box that he had been keeping on his desk and tried to smile. "Also, your mother sent this for you. It arrived the other day and I'm sorry that it only came into your possession now."

James took the box and opened it. Inside was a ring set. There were three gold bands; two were plain and simple, male and female. The smaller one had something engraved on the inside but he couldn't see through the tears welling in his eyes. The engagement ring was delicately crafted, with diamonds and the very center was a tiny emerald heart. "These were my parents-" He whispered, and wiped the tear that escaped, off of his cheek. "These were their first wedding rings." At the bottom of the box was a piece of parchment paper, and James grabbed it in an instant. Unfolding it, he read the last letter he ever received from his mother.

My dearest James,

I do hope you bring Lily back here when school is over. Your father and I were so taken with her, she's so lovely! Not that I'm instigating, as your father has insisted I am, I sent along our wedding rings. Life is so precious James, and it's so clearly plain on your face that you're in love with her, and she with you. Don't let a love like that pass you by dear. When your father gave me that engagement ring for the first time, I thought I'd burst with joy. I know you're still young, my dearest only son, but I am not and I want to give you my advice while I'm still able. Live your life to the fullest, and love with all your heart. I love you son, and I miss you with every passing day. I can't wait to see you again, and when I do I expect one or both of those rings on that girl's finger! Love, Mummy

By the end of the letter James was shamelessly letting his tears flow freely. He was laughing, and crying at his mother's words. She was batty, but she was wise, and James felt the ache in his chest knowing he'd never see her again. He held the letter to his heart, thinking of his parents fondly. He would do everything in his power to protect Lily, he did love her, with all his being and in his heart he swelled with joy knowing his parents had accepted her so lovingly.

When he was back in his dorm, dry eyed and circumspect, James sat on the edge of his bed, feeling his heavy loss.

Sirius had taken the event hard; the Potters had been the only parental figures he had ever had worth his love and respect. They had cared for him when his own mother would have nothing to do with him. He found Olivia in the common room, curled in a ball near the fire reading over her astronomy charts.

She smiled when he came near, but was instantly aware of his mood when she could see him clearly in the firelight.

He held out his hand to her, and she set aside her work and let him pull her to her feet. Sirius embraced her passionately, and she could feel him working against strong emotions. It had been days since James had received his news, and Olivia knew Sirius had been severely impacted by it. She stroked his back softly, whispering into his ear.

When he kissed her Olivia melted into her own skin, unaware of any time or space, just that moment seemed to thrive within her very being and Sirius was there molding his lips to hers, exploring the very depths of her soul with every gentle caress of his tongue.

"I need you Olivia," He whispered hoarsely in her ear. "Not just tonight, but always. I love you and I'll follow you to the stars if only you'd let me."

Olivia was so moved by his words she could have cried. She wanted to tell him everything she'd wanted to say to him but she was cut off again by the pressure of his body against hers, and her mind went into an unparalleled frenzy.

Sirius was only vaguely aware that they were in the middle of the Gryffindor Common room, and he couldn't very well take her right there on the hearth, though the temptation was an immediate threat as Olivia moved her hands into his robes and under his shirt to feel his bare skin. Fire shot through his body as the sensation tingled with every passing stroke. He moaned and grabbed her wrists.

"Not here." He whispered.

Olivia came only slightly to her senses as she was pulled gently behind Sirius, they were walking somewhere, but couldn't for the life of her focus on where.

Carefully, Sirius led her out of the Gryffindor Common room. Silently they skirted through the shadowy corridors, stopping only momentarily to capture another heated kiss or caress.

Olivia was curious as Sirius paused by a flat stretch of stone wall. Olivia looked over her shoulder to see a gigantic tapestry on the opposite wall, but it was far too dark for her to make out what the images were. Sirius smiled at her and began walking back and forth, appearing to be deep in thought.

She stood back, watching him in wonder. Before her eyes a door began to form on the wall and she gasped.

"Neat huh?" He asked with a triumphant grin. "Figured it out a few years ago. James and I were out one night without the cl-" Sirius bit his tongue. Olivia didn't know about the invisibility cloak and he rapidly thought of a way to eliminate that part of the story. He cleared his throat. "Well, we were out after curfew and we almost got caught. We were running back and forth trying to figure out where to go, when this door showed up on this very wall. Turns out, it does that for just about any need you can imagine." He wiggled his eyebrows and she blushed.

When they entered the room Olivia was amazed. It was a little room, about the size of a regular bedroom, and it was lit with a brilliant light coming from a fireplace in the corner. There was a shaggy looking rug laid out before it, and a few pillows scattered across the opposite wall. Sirius frowned.

"So you just think of something you need, and the room forms to what you're thinking?" Olivia asked, walking around the room.

Sirius looked around and put his hands on his hips. "More or less. Could have sworn I was thinking of a bed."

Olivia smiled and pulled Sirius toward her. "I wasn't." She whispered into his ear as she brought his lips to her own.

Gently guiding her down to the rug, Olivia drew in her breath as she lay on her back, Sirius standing above her like a God illuminated in the firelight. She helped him draw his shirt over his head and she felt breathless staring at him. Beneath his dark, baggy clothing was a hidden treasure of hardened muscle, and a strength Olivia hadn't realized he possessed. She remembered when he had been gangly, and nothing but skin and bones. Now, here as he knelt over her, he had all the right makings of a Greek Adonis.

Olivia's body softened at his touch, and she gasped out as Sirius's hands explored her. Her clothes could have melted off, for all the attention she paid to them, as Sirius expertly maneuvered them off of her body, leaving her feeling suddenly exposed.

Sirius stared down at her with an awe-stricken face and Olivia propped herself onto her elbows, heat rushing to her cheeks. She wasn't feeling any amount of shame for being so helplessly naked, in fact she relished in the attention Sirius was paying her as he eyed every inch of her skin with a look of a hungry animal about to feast.

"You're so beautiful." Sirius whispered to her, kissing her again. She moaned as he lowered his head to one of her breasts. Her nipple tightened as he slowly licked at the very tip, sending her nerves into sensory overload. Olivia's lips quivered, and her hands grasped at the edges of the fur rug, holding tightly as Sirius paid homage to her carnal needs.

He moved to the other side and Olivia's back arched as she panted wildly, struggling to keep her body from floating away. When his head began to trail down past her belly button, Olivia gasped for air. She could feel his warm hands on her thighs, gently parting them, as he took her with his mouth.

Her senses exploded as he gently lapped at her, and the rising tension in her body made her body ache with need.

"Please, Sirius." Was all she could manage to say. Olivia felt him move above her, and she sighed, wrapping her arms around his neck.

His gaze on hers, he stroked his thumb along her folds, spreading them before guiding his sex into her. Bracing himself steadily, he slowly lowered his hips.

As he pushed inside, she arched high, gasping. The sudden pinch made her bite her lip, and Sirius's eyes went wide. Resting his head next to hers in the crook of his elbow, he groaned a frustrated sigh.

"Why in the hell didn't you tell me?" He asked softly.

Olivia pressed her lips together, still clutching at his hips. "It didn't come up." The pain had rapidly subsided and Olivia moved slightly underneath him. She watched as the irritation fled from Sirius' face and he buried his head into her neck, moving slowly within her. Their movements became rapidly intense, as they matched thrust for thrust. Blinded by the heat that burned behind her eyes, Olivia squeezed them shut and clung to him as the pleasure rose to an ungodly height. Feeling her need, Sirius slipped a hand beneath her hips and lifted, and thrust hard. As her body pulsed wildly around him, she felt the tension that stiffened his body, the spasm of muscle, and nearly cried as his warmth spread within her.

Olivia wasn't sure how long they laid there together, warmed by the glow of the fire, but she felt as if a giant weight had been lifted off of her soul as she caressed Sirius's back with gentle strokes of her finger tips.

"You could have told me you were a virgin." He finally said after a length of time. They had found a blanket nearby and had thrown it over their entwined bodies. Sirius, leaning on his side to face her, ran his fingers through her silky hair.

"I could have." She replied with a smile. "But would you really have believed me?"

Sirius smiled and kissed the tip of her nose.

"I love you, Sirius." She said, looking deeply into his eyes.

Sirius held her close, his heart feeling ten times bigger. He could have laid there forever in her arms, as they fell asleep together that night.