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I'm sorry this is slightly late, but I promise that I'll update in six or seven hours... As I said at the end of the last chapter, this one owns its rating… It is rated M after all. Now, please enjoy, review and all the rest of that. :)
Chapter 31
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"Gringotts accounts?"
"Check."
"Forged papers?"
"Check."
"Cover stories?"
"Check."
"Contracts?"
"Check."
"Salaries?"
"Quadruple check." Regulus said as he grinned cheekily at Hermione.
She rolled her eyes. "Well," she said. "It appears as though we've gone through everything." She turned and looked at Regulus, who appeared to be staring into nothingness. "Regulus?" she asked.
He turned to face her, his gaze still glazed. "Yes?" he asked.
She arched an eyebrow. "Are you alright?" she asked, slightly worried.
He nodded and lay down on their bed. "Yeah." he said. "It's just… You know when we went to see your parents and baby you?"
"Yes." she said, remembering the event that had happened five days ago.
"Well…" He sighed. "Your dad wished me good luck for our dog and for something else… He didn't tell me what it was, but now I think I know… I think he saw the look in my eyes when… When I held baby you and… Shit, Hermione, I want us to have a baby."
Her breath hitched. "Regulus… We… I mean… We haven't even…" she stuttered.
He nodded. "I know, I didn't say now, it could be in a month, or three, or in a year, I don't care but… I want to know if you want me that way."
She lay down next to him and looked at him straight in the eyes. "I do." she admitted. "I'm not even unsure or anything, I'm absolutely positive that all I want is to have a family with you, one day, but Regulus… It's too dangerous."
"You mean the timeline and all?" he asked. She nodded. "That's bullshit." he declared. "If you were so fucking worried about the timeline, you wouldn't have saved me. You would have left me drown, and not felt the least bit guilty."
"But Regulus," she reasoned. "I've tampered with the timeline far too much already. What if I do something that will definitely blow everything up? It would all be my fault… I can't do this."
"Yes, you can." he told her, grabbing her wrists hard without hurting her. "You can, and I'll be with you. Together… we'll make it. Together… we'll take the right path. Together… Together we can do anything."
Her eyes filled up with tears and she smiled. "I love you." she said.
He smiled sweetly back at her. "I love you too." and he moved forward to kiss her.
Their lips moved in synchronisation, moulding against each other as if they were made to be this way. His hands slid up and down her body, admiring every curve and every angle as if they were sculpted by the gods themselves.
Hermione's hands were smoothing their way from his cheeks to his neck, undoing the buttons of his shirt and splaying across his chest. They both sat up so he could shrug the piece of clothing away, while Hermione's t-shirt came off too. She had barely slipped it over her head that his hands were on her again, caressing and massaging her breasts through her thin, beige bra, as his mouth latched onto hers once again.
She moaned into his mouth as he felt her nipples harden against his touch. Wanting to return the favour, she moved her hands from his chest to his belt, unbuckling it, slipping it out and carelessly throwing it across the floor. Her hands dipped down his pants and encountered his manhood and she gasped, amazed by the sheer length of it.
He smirked and unclasped her bra, before pushing her back down and straddling her hips slightly. His mouth moved to her creamy white breasts and she gasped again, clenching her hands slightly as a reflex. He hissed slightly, before shifting so as to be able to slip her hands out of his trousers, discarding the rest of his clothing on the way. He decided to waste no more time and to unzip her skirt, sliding it down her legs in a slow, taunting motion.
She stared at him intently as he slipped the piece of clothing off of her, leaving her in only her panties, which she was beginning to wet. He kissed his way up her leg, from her ankle to the inside of her thigh, before slipping a finger on the side of her underwear and slipping it down, in the same motion he had done with her skirt. Once they were both equally naked, he climbed back up her body, propping himself up on his elbows.
She stared directly into his eyes and moved her hips up, so as to position him just right at her entrance. Then, her eyes moved to his left arm, and to his Mark. When she looked back to him, he looked nervous. "It's okay." she reassured him. "I want you… All of you."
He had gone back to staring at his left arm, before moving to her right one. That was when he noticed something sort of sticking out, a rectangular bump against her skin. "What's that?" he asked.
"Muggle contraceptive." she said, not even bothering to look at what he was staring at.
He nodded and went back to stare into her eyes. He nudged her slightly and, as she gave a slight nod, dived deep into her in one, quick stroke. He watched her mouth open in a perfect oval shape and whispered: "I love you."
He pulled out almost entirely before pushing back in, slower this time. He continued this slow rhythm, waiting for her to adjust until she whispered: "More." He complied with her wishes, and soon she was moaning. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and to him, they felt like steel, holding him on to the sweet pleasure he was feeling.
Neither broke the eye contact as the pace increased again. Soon, sweat beaded both their foreheads and their breaths came in short pants. Hermione's hands were clutching onto his shoulders, nails digging slightly as his name flew repeatedly from her mouth. He was doing the same thing, giving an occasional groan to try and keep himself from falling over the edge, trying to ensure her a maximum of pleasure.
Then, she cried out his name, as well as an: "I love you!" and he felt her spasm around him, cutting his breath short by the mere beauty of her. Her back arched off the mattress, her nails dug into his shoulders and her head was thrown back in ecstasy.
Mesmerised, he gave a loud groan before burying himself deeper inside of her, his hips jerking slightly as he spent himself, crying out her name multiple times.
He rested himself above her for a few minutes as they both caught their breaths, still clinging on to each other as if they were their pillar to the ground. And as Regulus' thoughts drifted to unconsciousness, his head buried in the valley of her breasts, listening to her heart beat, he wouldn't have it any other way.
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"If it's a girl, we could call her Hermione." Lily whispered to James as he laid his head across the slight bump on her stomach.
"Alright." he agreed softly. "But what if it's a boy?"
"It's a girl." Lily said, her voice croaking slightly, but smiling.
James smiled. "What if it's a boy?" he repeated.
She rolled her eyes. "Sirius wants us to name him Sirius junior." she said.
"Let me guess." he said. "You refused."
She laughed. "I downright kicked him out of the house."
They left it at that, until James declared: "I like Harry."
Lily thought about it. "Harry…" she mused. "Harry James Potter… I like it." She smiled at James. "But it's a girl."
He smiled too and sat up to kiss her lips softly. "As you say, love." he amended.
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"I've found the three missing teachers." Dumbledore declared when Regulus and Hermione went to see him the next day. "Charity Burbage will be teaching Muggle Studies, Sybill Trelawney will be teaching Divination, and Severus Snape will be teaching Potions."
"Snape?" Regulus asked. "Why the fuck would you give a job to a Death Eater?"
"Watch your language, Black." a voice came from a far corner of the Headmaster's office. Hermione's eyes darted to that corner and out slipped Professor Snape, complete with billowing robes and leather boots.
"Severus!" Regulus exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
He rolled his eyes. "Pretty much the same as you. I was told to do something, which resulted in me joining the Order of the Phoenix, spying on the Dark Lord… All for the love of a Mudblood."
Regulus cringed. "Don't use that word." he said.
Severus shook his head. "It's not an insult to me anymore… Though I rarely say it."
Regulus stared at his friend for a long time. "Who?"
Severus looked down, an ashamed look spreading on his features. "Lily…" he admitted.
Hermione's eyes widened, before she caught herself and recomposed her features. "What do you know?" she asked him.
He looked back up at her. "You saved him, both of you went into hiding, posing as Arithmancy and Astronomy teachers. That's it."
"That's it?" she asked.
He looked thoughtful for a moment, before he declared: "Oh, yeah! I also know that you go around the castle screwing like bunnies and that you share quarters."
Hermione blushed, but Regulus burst out laughing. He stood up and walked over to embrace his best friend. He returned the embrace and gave a very rare, sincere smile. They broke apart and patted each other on the back, before Regulus turned to Hermione and Dumbledore. "I'm afraid we're going to have to take leave, we have a lot of things to catch up on."
And with that, both boys left. Hermione stood up quickly and ran after them. When she was in the corridor, she called out: "Snape!" Both of them turned around, and she continued: "I need him back, sober, by eleven!"
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"You are hopeless, Severus." Regulus said, gulping the rest of his Firewhiskey.
"What can I say?" the other answered, twirling his already empty glass between his fingers. "It was just supposed to be a prophecy… I didn't expect him to want to kill her…"
"Yep." Regulus said, dropping a Galleon and dragging his friend out of the Hog's Head. Both of them walked around Diagon Alley, before a shop caught his eye. "Wait a second!" he exclaimed, walking over to said shop.
"What?" Severus asked, following his friend. He looked at the shop, then back at Regulus. "Reg- I mean, Hershel, what's so special about this jewellery shop?"
"It's not the shop, you dimwit!" he said, sounding irritated. "Look!" he added, pointing to something behind the glass.
Severus bent down and saw what Regulus was pointing at. It was a ring, two threads of yellow and white gold entwined, with a diamond in the middle, as well as two smaller amethysts circling it. Severus shrugged. "Yeah, it's pretty."
"Pretty?" Regulus asked. "It's perfect!" And before the other could make a move, he was inside and trying to negotiate the price with the shop owner. Not ten minutes later, he got out, grinning like a total idiot, pocketing a black velvet box. "I'm gonna get married." he said, his eyes glistening.
Severus rolled his eyes. "I've never seen a man so happy to be permanently attached to a supposedly dead girl… But, then again, inbreeding does things to you."
And the two men started back to Hogwarts.
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"No." Lily said, finality in her tone.
James tried to reason with her. "But, Lily, honey…" he cooed.
She turned and glared at him. "I said no, James. Hermione is irreplaceable. Our child will not have a Godmother and that's it."
"But what if something happens to us, huh?" he asked. "Sirius can't take care of a kid on his own, he can barely look after himself."
She shrugged. "He'll learn. Remus will help him. Besides, if anything happens to us and Sirius, we could still send her off to live with my sister. She just had her own baby."
James frowned. "Over my dead body." he warned. Just then, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." he sighed, walking over to the door. He opened it and saw Sirius standing there, snow in his hair with his brand new motorbike just behind him. He looked terrified. "Sirius?" James asked. "What's wrong?"
The other gulped. "It's Marlene, James."
James' blood froze. "What's wrong with her?" he asked, although he was pretty sure he knew what was coming next.
"She's dead."
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