A Marauders Tail

As much as I love Sirius and Remus, I do not own any Harry Potter chara’s…I just like to play with them.


A Marauders Tail


Throughout the years, their friendship did nothing but grow stronger. Many people were always feeling left-out of the Marauders company. Their relationship was so tight knit that it simply didn’t allow anyone else to enter, no matter how wonderful a person they were.
It all started their first year on the train bound for Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Sirius was chewing on a piece of muggle candy called gum that he bought back at the train station. Growing tired of the confounded chewy substance that never seemed to end, he leaned out the window and spat out the gum.
Unfortunately it didn’t go very far. He leaned out the window just in time to see a greasy haired kid a few windows down lean out his own compartment window when the gum landing right in that slick greasy hair of his.
Sirius snorted with a laugh and flung himself back in to the compartment. He looked over at the boy sitting across from him and he too held a smirk, having seen what just happen.
They heard a few choice curse words and a flash flew past their window. They both looked at each other then jumped to their feet, slung the door open and went to run from the compartment. Only they ran right into a small chubby kid that happen to be walking past. They all fell to the ground in a tangle of legs and arms.
They didn’t have time to apologize to the kid, by the time they got to their feet three other students were emerging into the hall with their wands out. Sirius grabbed the chubby kid and started in a run down the hall.
For some reason the chubby kid didn’t seem to want to follow and pulled away and flung himself into a open compartment leaving the two running towards the next cart.
Sirius had saw a compartment that’s door was partly open. He slid it open with a slam and rushed inside pulling it closed behind his new found friend after he had followed in.
They both turned when they heard someone clear their throat, they were not alone. A girl with long black hair and blue eyes was sitting across from a boy. Sirius stared at the girl with his mouth open slightly.
She quirked a brow at the two that just intruded.
“Ah…Sirius Black. And this is…” he had reached out his hand but then stopped and looked at the guy standing next to him realizing he didn’t know his name.
“James. James Potter.” the kid standing next to him chimed in.
The girl stood and smiled. “Cordillia Gr….Williams.” she answered taking his hand into hers and shaking it.
Sirius looked at her as she stumbled over her name and tried to correct herself.
“And this is Remus Lupin.” she said referring to the boy across from her.
He had looked up and gave a weak smile then turned back to the window. “But just call me Dillia. My dad is the only one that calls me by my name.”
Suddenly the door opened behind Sirius and James. They all turned and looked up. The three boys were standing there with their wands out.
“Severus, is this the prat?” Lucius asked with a snarl.
The greasy hair kid nodded with a snarled look on his face.
Sirius stepped back and realized that Cordillia had drawn her own wand at the sight of them. She was glaring at the blond that was obviously a few years older then them.
Suddenly there was another flash and Sirius was slammed onto the floor of the train. He barely felt the curse course through his hair when he realized that James had tackled him to avoid the flying curses.
He looked up and realized that not only was James sprawled over him but so was Remus. The only one standing in the compartment was Cordillia. She hadn’t taken her eyes off of the blond that had sent the curse through the air.
“Cordillia. You should watch who you make company with.” the blond said with a much different tone when talking to her, it was silky but yet it still held a bit of anger.
“Get lost, Malfoy.” she said in return.
Thankfully there was a older student that had entered the hall and pulled his own wand.
“Lucius, Severus, and Macnair, I should of known. Not a good way to start your first day at Hogwarts, Severus.”
Sirius looked up to the kid speaking and saw he was wearing a badge that read ‘head boy’. He struggled to get out from under the other two, stood up and pulled his new friends up to stand. He noticed the cubby kid had had knocked down was standing behind the ‘head boy’. He would of said something to him about running to tell but it did get him out of his current situation so he let the remark about being a little nark go for the time being.
In the end the head boy ended up taking their attackers with him.
The blond had stopped and looked back at Cordillia. “I don’t take no for an answer.”
After the attackers left, James went to close the door but stopped. The chubby kids was still standing there.
“Oh hey, sorry about that back there.” he said to the kid.
The kid shrugged one shoulder and stepped in to the compartment as if James just welcomed him in and asked him to join. James lifted a brow and slid the door shut.
“My names Peter.” the chubby kid said.
From that point on, when they first met on the train, the five of them were the best of friends. Luckily they were all sorted into the same house and they spent every minute with each other….literally. ntuantually, a few months later it was obvious that Lucius was out to get Dillia and only after being questioned about it so many times did she tell them it was only because he had asked her to ‘be his’ and when she refused he was furious.

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Sometime nearing the end of their first year, they were all sitting in the boys dorm plotting their next scheme.
It had been Dillia’s idea. Remus thought she was worse then Sirius and James put together when it came to doing things they didn’t suppose to.
They all sat on Remus’ bed as she told them about a muggle drug called a ‘laxative‘.
“All we have to do is find a jinx that will put it in the Slytherins food.” she announced
Dillia lend back listening to the boys discuss how and when this would take place, preferring it to be at breakfast so maybe it would put a stop to classes for the day. She had closed her eyes and then suddenly was coming up with a scheme of her own.
Over the year she had grown very fond of Remus and he was fond of her. Though he would never act on it. Because of the damned wolf. He felt he was only to observe life and not live it. He punished himself for being what he was and she wanted to put a stop to it. They deserved to be together, and he deserved to be happy.
She laid back and closed her eyes. Her body curled around Remus who was sitting next to her at the head of the bed. Finely she felt the others stand and they started to get ready for bed themselves. She smiled to herself, thankful that she had put on her own pajamas before even coming up here. They all got quiet and she could feel their eyes on her.
“Dillia, you need to go to bed.” Remus had lend down and whispered into her ear.
She felt his warm breath on her neck and ear and fought back a shiver. She really never had feeling towards anyone, especially not like the ones she was feeling with Remus. And always regarding herself as just one of the guys she didn’t really consider herself as a flattering person. She didn’t have a low self esteem, but she just never considered her looks to be pleasing. She never felt, feature wise, at the same level as the other girls. But her lack of vanity made her even more popular with the young men at school, and her flawless skin was what made the boys madly in love with her. She had a full figure with just the right curves and legs that never seem to end.
Her intelligence was something that intimidated many of the males at school. That and the fact that Sirius, Remus and James were with her every minute, everyday. They were not unaware of the wolfish (no pun intended) glances she received, and dealt with the oogling in a discreet but effective manner, as to not upset her. They guiltily admitted that they were a bit possessive of “their” girl, and no one was deemed worthy enough to have her. This unfortunately isolated her from most amorous attentions
“What do I do?” she heard Remus ask the others.
James must of shrugged or something because she heard him pad back over to his own bed and pulled the curtains closed.
“Hell Remus if you have to ask…” Sirius said on a laugh. “Damn, if only we had this little meeting on my bed.” he too turned and went over to his bed.
‘now for that little rat’ she thought to herself. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Peter, it was just they never really talked nor did they get close. Oh yeah she cared about him and would do anything to stand up for him, but he did get a bit annoying at times. Luckily she didn’t have to wait long, Peter finely must of also shrugged and headed for his own bed, leaving just her and Remus.
She felt the side of the bed sag down as he sat next to her. He had put a warm hand on her shoulder. “Dillia,….wake up hun.”
She squirmed under his hand and moaned something under her breath.
“Just go to sleep Remus!” James yelled from behind his closed curtain.
She heard Remus sigh and pulled his curtain closed around them, placing them in blackness. He pulled back the covers and slid between the sheets. She felt her heart beating faster and she tried to steady her breath.
She wiggled against him so he was spooning her. And she felt his arm rest around her waist. He lend forward and brought his lips to her ear.
“I know you’re awake. You could of just asked, you know?”
She smiled and rolled over in his arms so they were facing each other. “I just didn’t want to go back to my dorm. You don’t mind do you?”
He smiled and shook his head while pulling her close. She tucked her head under his chin and closed her eyes, drifting slowly to sleep.

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Now here it is, their seventh year and every night since her first year she had made Remus’ bed her own. Oh yeah of course even though nothing never happened, there was rumors about her and the four boys every since that first night she slept in there. All the other students knew she never returned to her own bed so of course the most viscous of rumors were said about her. The rumors didn’t bother her, in fact when she saw the look on Lucius’ face when he heard what they were saying she was rather glad about the rumors. The guys also didn’t mind the rumors, it just only confirmed that they were protective of her and that she was ‘theirs’. Yes she would occasionally stay in her own bed, but normally that was when the full moon was out. Dumbledore suggested it wouldn’t be wise to have a ‘female’ animagus with a werewolf off handedly one day in the corridor as if he was announcing the time. Nothing slipped passed the older wizard, confirming he knew everything that graced the halls of the school. They all blushed at his statement, knowing exactly what he meant.
It wasn’t until the night after the first full moon of their seventh year did something happen that would upset their little circle. They all sat around on Sirius’ bed and exchange stories about the night before, what all happened while they were gone and what they did on their ‘boys night out’ as they came to call the nights of the full moon.
Dillia actually and truly fell asleep on Sirius’ bed this night. They all had learned that she was not a friendly person when woken up and it was actually Remus that suggested leaving her there.
They all went to bed and Sirius tried to stay on the very edge opposite of her….well until she rolled over and curled up next to him.
He was half asleep and he wasn’t sure why he did what he did next, but he did.
He had had several ‘thoughts’ about the two of them being together ever since the first train trip to Hogwarts.
He remembered when they had a care of magical creatures class in the forest to look for tracks of a vampire wolf that had been hanging around the forest. Lily had dropped a ear ring and Dillia had went down on all fours looking for the lost piece. Sirius had stared too long at the enticing girl, crawling around on the forest floor her long black hair sweeping the under growth, her enticing bottom emphasized by her position. He had berated himself severely as he felt himself harden at the thought of being behind her, taking her.
She woke up and opened her eyes, not moving. What she thought was Remus had ran his thumb over her right nipple repeatedly. Her heart started beating so furiously she thought it was going to bound right out of her chest.
She ran her tongue over her lips and turned to face him. It was then did she realize that it was Sirius. They looked at each other for what seemed like an eternity before she pulled up to kiss him.
Welcoming her kiss he pushed her back onto the bed and lend over her deepening the kiss. Their hands exploring each others bodies and it became a battle of control. She tore at his clothes as he pulled at the ties that held her bottoms up and quickly ridding her of them.
They pushed and pulled at each other trying to fight for control of the situation. It quickly became very heated. He lifted her shirt and made a trail of kisses down her neck to her breast. She moaned and then bit her lower lip to not let the noise escape again. Her nails slid down his back felling his muscles.
His skin was so soft much like her own, and she put her palms flat on his back feeling the way his muscles moved beneath his skin.
He lowered and ran his tongue over her belly button then blew lightly on it. His long black hair hanging down tickling her stomach. She gasped and quickly flipped him over, positioning herself on top of him. She grinned at the look on his face, it was a look of surprise from her strength, her blue eyes gazing into his purple ones. She kissed him the same way he had her. Only she let her hand make a trail down and took his hard shaft into her hand. She looked up when he hissed at her touch. She ran her finger over the tip and across the slit before moving her hand down him. She mentally noted how big it seemed and suddenly was afraid that it wouldn’t fit.
‘It’s to big’ she thought not realizing she spo spoken the words out loud until Sirius froze.
A smile formed across his face. “Just the words a man wants to hear.”
“I don’t think this is funny. Let me see it.”
“Let you see it?” he said trying to not laugh.
She pulled up positioning herself, sitting between his legs so she could have a full frontal view.
She chewed on her lip and studied his member for the longest time. Finely she looked down between her legs and frowned.
Her absurd sense of dignity made him want to laugh but seeing the look of worry on her face Sirius slowly sat up and pulled her back up to his lips as he turned her back and leaned into the kiss as she sunk back onto the bed, placing him back on top before she was able to change her mind about the sudden situation they found themselves in. He went back to running his tongue over her left nipple and sucked lightly on it, nibbling and giving it the same treatment he had the other.
She let him take control, still thinking of the size of him until the pleasure she was feeling took over. He slid his hand down to between her legs. She jumped at his touch and he moaned when he felt her. His lips made his way back up to the side of her neck.
“your so wet and warm….so damn beautiful.”
“Sirius?” Peter called fros bes bed.
Both their eyes widen and they froze. The discussion of his size must of woke peter. Sirius cursed under his breath.
“Go back to sleep Peter.” Sirius called back.
He waited a moment before returning to kissing her. He slid two fingers in her and she moaned. The sound was ecstasy to his ears.
He started to rub feverously over her clit with his thumb as his fingers moved in and out of her. Her breath was coming in short fast pants and she thought she was going to pass out. She grabbed on to his shoulders letting her nails cut into his flesh as she tried to keep her head from spinning and held tightly to him.
“I’m dying!” she whispered. “Your killing me..”
“Come, my sweet, come.” he whispered in a warm breath against her ear. “Let it go. Feel it, feel it.”
The intensity of what was happening to her was so strong, so very powerful, that the moment she burst she saw nothing but flashes of lights and felt her blood all rush and pool in the center of her, throbbing as if her life’s blood were spilling from her. It went on and on, forever, this warm wet feeling that was better then dying.
He looked down at her, she was splayed out in all her beauty, the soft white thighs opened to allow his administrations, the dark silky curls hiding her center that he ached to taste.
“Again.” he whispered
All vestures of control and hesitation flew from his mind as he watched her, kissing and licking his way to her center. He buried his face between her legs and kissed her there, where her life had gone.
Dillia gasped as she felt Sirius’ tongue lick and kissed her where she was still throbbing. It was more then she could bear and she moaned and tried to twist away. His mouth followed her and kissed her so intimately that she almost fainted. Her hands moved to tangle in his long black hair, urging him upward to her most sensitive spot. Ignoring her he took his time, tasting her sweetness, as his tongue moved deeper. Her hips lifted up giving him further access. Before he pulled away he moved up to her nub and gave it a sudden suck then looked up at her. She almost squealed when he touched her there and began moaning as he sucked on her, slipping a finger in her. She tore at his hair as she felt the most exquisite pressure building up as he stroked her teasing her. Abruptly he stopped as she let out a cry of dismay.
“Sirius…please”
Her voice rang through him and slipped over his skin like silk. The look in her eyes made him have to have her….now. He lend down and kissed her as he settled himself between her legs and put the tip of him at her entrance, she tasted herself on his tongue as he plunged it into her mouth.
They locked eyes as he slowly started to push into her. She gasped and her hands tighten their grip on his shoulders…he slowly inched inside of her. The tip of him meeting her maiden wall and he stopped. She knew what was coming…pain.
He looked at her and was suddenly troubled at the fact that she was about to have to be hurt and he was the one that was going to do it. It didn’t seem right, she ’t d’t deserve the pain she was about to be put through and he almost thought that he couldn’t do it.
She seemed to be able to read what he was thinking and she held tightly on his shoulders. She wasn’t going to let him stop now! She slowly let her hands slide down his back to his hips, where she held him tightly. She slowly moved her hips from side to side making him moan and urging him to continue.
“Do it. Just do it Sirius,” she moaned
“Dillia…” he said looking in to her eyes.
“Take me now damnit!” she snapped
He looked at her torn between what he wanted to do and what he didn’t think he could bring himself to do.
“look at me, Dillia. I swear to you I am going to go all the way inside of you. Now. Where its hot and deep and wet. I want to be there. Do you want me there?”
“Sirius…yes. Come into me.”
“I will hurt you. You know that?”
Gah! She wanted to scream at him that she couldn’t wait another moment. “Kiss me.” she whispered trying a different approach.
He lowered his lips to hers and no sooner had he done so she lifted her hips in one quick thrust while pulling his hips down to meet hers, the tip of him breaking through her maiden wall. She let out a cry that was muffled by his kiss. Tears blurred her vision as they leaked out of the corners of her eyes and made a path to her hair line.
He gasped against her lips in surprise when he realized what she had done. It took every thing he had not to spill his seed into her right then like some green lad with his first woman. Oh she was wonderful, he envied everything about her, and the fact that she took control and gave herself to him so fully and bravely, he knew he was the luckiest man alive to have her. She was a enigma wrapped in a labyrinth, he couldn’t figure her out but yet never wanted to…leaving her as the mystery she was .
He didn’t move, he couldn’t move. She was so hot, so very soft and hot. He tried to stay as still as he could until she gave him some sort of sign to let him know when he could move. Slowly she started to move her hips in a small circle, testing to see if there was any pain.
She felt none and wondered if she even felt it in the first place, it seemed to disappear as quickly as it came.
He slowly started to move in and out of her starting that timeless age-old rhythm. She felt as if she was going to explode and she moaned his name as she matched his movements as if they were one.
“oh god Sirius…please…don’t stop.” she whispered between breaths.
He groaned her name over and over. Suddenly she moaned so loudly and he felt her tighten around him. Stars burst before her eyes and she cried his name. He clamped a hand over her mouth quieting her but she didn’t care. When he felt her legs shudder and her body quivered it was that, that brought him over the edge with her, exploding with in her.
He collapsed on top of her and rested his head on the sweat of her breast. Both breathing irately and holding tightly on to each other as if their lives depended on it. Slowly he slipped from her and moved to the side of her.
“Well, that was…different. We’ve never done that before.” she said.
“How deliciously sinful was that?” They looked at each other for a moment then they both broke out into a smile, then they found themselves laughing.
“Go to sleep you two!” James shouted from across the room.
They both looked at each other and started laughing all over again.
She grabbed her shirt and slipped it over her head and settled down into his arms and they both fell asleep.
~*~*~*~*~
The next morning she woke to James’ face about a foot from hers.
“I said, you two need to get up, you’ll be late for class.” James said pulling the curtain to Sirius’ bed open. He stood up straight and looked at them.
She was suddenly aware how close Sirius was pressed up against her and his hand was cupping her breast. James quirked a brow. She looked down to her breast then back up to James. She quickly elbowed Sirius and she heard him oof out a breath of air. ‘served him right.’
“You guys were up late last night, when did you go to sleep?” James asked laughing at the two in front of him. She looked at the foot of the bed and noticed her boxer shorts were laying on the blanket, which brought her back to remembering what happen between her and Sirius and the fact that she was wearing nothiut aut a shirt. She clutched the covers to her as she mumbled something making him turn to walk away, thankful that he didn’t see her shorts laying there.
She flung the curtains closed and she looked at Sirius with her eyes narrowed. There was a silent agreement that this was going to go unspoken about. She grabbed her shorts and put them on under covecovers. She was searching around the bed for her knickers.
“Looking for these.” he said holding them up.
She snatched them out of his hand and shoved them under her shirt.
He lean forward and kissed the tip of her nose. “no need to thank me” he said with a smirk. He pulled his pajama bottoms on and lend back on his pillow with his hands behind his head.
“thank you?!” she screeched. “you should be thanking me after what happen.” she said matching his smirk.
He lend forward so his mouth was close to her ear. “no…you wanted me….you begged.”
“begged?! I never beg.” she said standing and fighting the curtains off of her.
She spun around and froze. James, Remus and Peter was looking at her. Remus was sitting on his bed and his eyes narrowed.
Her chest started to heave and she had to fight to control her breathing. How could she of done this. She loved Remus! She wanted to be Remus’ and Remus’ only. Now the way he was looking at her, she knew he knew.
It was the night after a full moon and his senses was always stronger around a full moon. Could he smell it? Remnants of sex lingered in the air? Or could he just smell Sirius all over her and her all over Sirius. No matter what it was, he knew. She couldn’t speak and she thought she was going to cry. She turned and found her face just inches from Sirius’ chest.
“Move.” she said as she brushed past him and hurried out of the room, straight to the girls showers.
Sirius stretched his arms over his head and arched his back.
“I need a shower.” he said walking the length of the dorm past the others to the showers.
Over the next few weeks everyone seemed to notice the way Dillia started treating Sirius. She would jump down his throat and argue with him at every possible moment. Remus started to actually feel sorry for Sirius but commended the way he handled the snide remarks that Dillia would send his way. Actionably Sirius would say something back to her, but that wasn’t often. Every now and then she would say something that would make him mad and he would say someg thg that sounded to the affects of ‘you begged’ under his breath, only for her to get more mad at him.
It had been nearing a month when they started to act civilized to each other. They were sitting in front of the fire doing homework when Sirius got up and went up to the dorm. Dillia was having trouble with her History of Magic homework and Jamesd hed her she could look over his only it was up on the bedside table. He told her if she wanted it she was welcome to it. She excused herself and went up to fetch it.
She walked in to the boys dorm and padded over to James’ bed and search the parchments that were stacked on the table. Finding the one she wanted she turned and Sirius was standing in front of her.
“We need to talk.” he said
“I don’t think there is anything we have to discuss.” she said walking past him.
He grabbed her arm and spun her around to face him. “I think we do.”
He nodded over to his bed and when she didn’t follow he pulled her over and pushed her down to sit.
“This is because of Remus, isn’t it.”
‘Whoa, he sure jumped straight to the point.’ She nodded and looked up at him. He went over and sat down next to her and pulled a knee up on the bed so he was facing her.
“You like him.”
“I love him, I always have.”
She looked up at him and their eyes locked.
“I love all of you.” she said glancing back down.
“But its different with him?” he asked eyeing her carefully.
She nodded. “Just looking at him makes my mind race with thoughts.”
“Really? Of what?”
Normally she wouldn’t of answered this question but it was Sirius and he was seen her in a venerable way and not just that but she shared everything with these guys.
“I look at him and think of us living our lives together. And of us being together.” her voice trailed off as if she was thinking out loud. “I wonder…is he as rough in bed as it would dictate, or is he tender as his nature would have one believe…maybe a mixture of the two….yes, that I am certain.” when she realized she actually said this out loud she felt the blood start rushing to her cheeks in a blush she quickly change the subject.
Sirius gave a snort of laughter that sound much like a bark when he saw her face.
“He knows.” she looked back up at him. “He knows what happen between us. From the moment it happened, he has known.”
It was his turn to nod. “I know…” his voice trailed off.
“Why don’t you just tell him how you feel and get it over with?”
She stood up and took a few steps away and kept her back to him. “He knows. He knows how I feel.”
Sirius stood up and walked over to her, turning her to face him. She looked at him and for some reason, she had no idea why, she suddenly wrapped her arms around him planting a deep kiss on him. Her hand tangled in his hair as he deepened the kiss. It was rough and their lips felt as if the were bruised.
She pulled back and pressed her forehead against his breathing heavily.
“Remus.” she whispered
He nodded. “I know.”
She stepped back and turned her back to him again.
“Sirius, you know I love you. But, I couldn’t be with you, with ynowinowing that I was wishing that I could be with Remus. I couldn’t do that to you. You deserve more.”
He didn’t say anything and just starred at her back.
“Damn him! Why does o tho this? He thinks he doesn’t deserve to be happy. He thinks that a woman would refuse him if she knew about the wolf, but I know! And I love him. I love him so much. So why will he not let me in, why does he push me away?”
Tears were streaming down her face and she turned to look at him when hen’t n’t answer or show any sign of responding. He was looking over his shoulder at, of all people, Remus. Her mouth dropped open and she stuttered for a moment. He had heard everything she said.
“I…I ah..” she looked back to Sirius. “I have to go.” she said quickly almost running to the door past Remus. She ran down the stairs so quickly she almost tripped down the last few.
“Did you find it Dillia?” James said from the fire.
She nodded and wiped her cheeks dry, tossed the parchment in her chair and turned towards the portrait hole.
“I need a walk” she said to them as she left them looking strangely at her.
She set off not really paying attention to were she was going, just letting her feet be her guide and not really caring that it was past curfew. She turned a corner and felt like she ran into a wall. Stepping back, she looked up blinking.
“Gryffindor?”
“Macnair.” she said in disgust. “Since when did you start calling people by their house names?”
The side of his lip curled up. “It isn’t just your house name, now is it?” he said pulling his wand on her.
She too pulled hers and narrowed her eyes. “Just try it, Macnair.”
He made a short laugh. “oh no, I have other plans for you.”
“You wish.” she said and opened her mouth to spit a curse at him.
A hand was clamped over her mouth and she struggled to free herself from the strange arms that were around her. Macnair stepped forward and snatched hend fnd from her hand.
“Do you have this.” came a voice from close behind her.
Macnair nodded.
“Good. Do just as Lucius had requested. Nothing more! He will be quite upset with you if shn’t n’t exactly the way he wants her. And of course, you will have to answer to him. I need to go up to the owlery, Severus is waiting to send him an owl to let him know everything is in order and the way he wants it.”
The guy behind her lend down and whispered in her ear. “I will let you gly ily if you don’t yell. You scream and Macnair here will have to curse you. Do you understand?”
She nodded.
“Good.” he slowly slid his hand away from her mouth and she reached up and wiped it, running the sleeve of her robes over her mouth a few times.
“Nott, get that door will you?” Macnair asked not taking his eyes from her.
She heard Nott and the door latch clicked and slid open.
Macnair nodded for her to go in as he raised his wand higher.
She reluctantly stepped into the room and he followed. Nott said the spell to lock the door from the hallway side of the door and she heard it click.
The first thing Macnair did was put a silencing charm on the room with his wand and lit the room with hers. Dillia saw a brief opportunity to get her wand while he was placing the charm. She grabbed her wand but he didn’t let go of it. He took his arm over her head making her stand on her toes to keep hold. He grinned and slammed his body into hers, moving so fast she could barely register it. He gripped her tiny, swanlike neck with his callused hand and pressed her against the wall. She gasped, tears of pain fogging her eyes. His grip tightened so that she could barely breathe, much less talk. Towering over her, he placed his right forearm on the wall above her head, while his left hand was pressing her harder against the wall. Her hoarse cries were beautiful.
Leaning down, he whispered silkily in her ear, \"Drop the wand.\"
Using her free hand, she tried to claw his hand off her throat, to no avail. He tightened his grip even more, making her struggles more frantic.
\"Drop it.\" His lips tickled her ear and he couldn’t resist giving it a naughty lick. He had waited for so long…
Almost out of oxygen, she dropped her wand. Without even looking down, he kicked it far into the opposite corner. On the other side of the room, her wand illuminated the room eerily. She was completely defenseless now. He finally stepped back and she sank to the ground, coughing. As she fought for air, she gingerly touched her throat. He chuckled and stepped forward a few paces.
Growling, he leaned down and grasped the collar of her robe. Hoisting her up to her feet, he slammed her into the wall again. Her vision became filled with exploding stars.
He ran his hand through her thick, silky hair, relishing the texture. She gasped, and tried to jerk away. He gripped her hair and she felt it pulling from her scalp roughly. His mouth dived towards the area between her neck and shoulders, biting her hard, enough to draw blood. She cried out in pain, making him even more aroused. He sucked hard, swallowing every drop of sweet blood. It was intoxicating.
He finally looked up at her and gave her a smirk that froze her blood. He looked at his love bite; satisfied that it would be there to stay as he thumbed it and was pleased at how red it looked.
She starre him him blankly, when she had gasped he only laughed so now she was determined not to make a sound.
Tears were now streaming down her checks and he lend down and licked them leaving a much wider wet trail up each of her checks.
His hand went back to her neck and she braced herself waiting for his hands to wrap around her throat again. Only this time they didn’t. He was removing her red and gold tie and slowly slid it from around her neck. Grabbing her and pushing her to the ground in the direction of the professors desk, he tightly tied her wrists together around a leg of the heavy desk behind her. Satisfied she was now defenseless, he straddled her legs as he opened her white oxford shirt, popping the buttons off along the way. He was rewarded with the sight of her flat stomach and pleasantly plump breasts, covered by a lacy, black bra that looked arousing against her pale soft skin. He hitched up her skirt so the whole of it was around her waist, revealing her lacy black panties.
“mmm, Lucius was right…you should be a Slytherin. You naughty girl you.”
She turned her head away so she wasn’t looking at him. “Do you think Lucius would be happy if he knew what you are doing?” surprisingly even to herself that her voice was steady and calm.
“I am following his strict instructions precisely…he wants the point across.”
“And the point is?” she asked looking back to him with pure hatred before looking away.
“I’m getting hat hat Gryffindor.”
She turned back to him and raised her eyebrows.
“I see I have your attention now.”
“Could you get on with your message?” she growled
“Patients is a virtue, and this is part of the message.”
He lend down and ran his tongue down her neck and pressed his harden cock into her panties.
\"Do you feel that Gryffindor?\" he whispered in her ear, his voice harsh with desire. \"This is because of you. This is what you fucking do to me!\" the next moment his mouth opened in surprise in what he said and then corrected himself. “this is what you do to Lucius.” he said with a snarl.
He reached to her and his hands moved down and unclasped her bra.
She curse to herself for wearing one that had its clasp in the front.
He leaned back and pushed her cloak, shirt and bra straps off her shoulders so the clothes would fall down her arms behind her, stopping at her tied wrists. She spit into his face and he brought the back of his hand across her face. Stars danced in front of her eyes and she immediately felt the side of her lip swell and she knew that would cause a bruise on the side of her eye.
He reached up and ran a finger down her face and then lowered and pressed his lips under her neck and ran his tongue to one of her bare breast.
\"Don’t touch me!\" she yelled desperately as she twist beneath his lips. He silenced her with a brutal kiss. She struggled against him when he suddenly pulled away. The corner of his mouth was dripping blood – she bit him. He wiped it off with the back of his hand, grinning darkly. She spat the mixture of blood and saliva which ran down her chin.
\"Resistance only makes a man more aroused,\" he said wiping the blood from his mouth, disturbingly not at all angry at her show of defiance. He almost seemed to be relishing it.
Leisurely, he ran his hands up and down her sides. He started from her calves, which were covered by high socks, and up her bare thighs. He reached between her legs and caressed her panties naughtily. Tears started swelling up in her eyes again.
He pulled back with such a quick movement it startled her yet she was thankful for it.
“Lucius has a message for you, though this part unfortunately I have to say. This little name you made up, Williams. It isn’t going to stay a secret for long. Now, if you don’t want everyone finding out you are Gryffindor’s heir and you were almost put in Slytherin, that you belong in Slytherin then you will do as Lucius wants. Ha! Imagine that…a Gryffindor in the house of Slytherin. I am sure Salazar would be laughing as we speak. Tell me...how did you get the hat to put you in Gryffindor?”
She didn’t speak.
“Don’t make me continue.” he said fingering the thin sides of her panties as if he was going to pull them off.
“Dumbledore.” she stated flatly. “He told me to refuse Slytherin and ask to be put in Gryffindor. It was what pushed the hat into placing me here. He knew it would have trouble placing me. It was torn between the two houses. I would be better placed in Slytherin but yet I am a Gryffindor by blood. Me asking to be put in Gryffindor tipped the scales. But no mater…tell Lucius I don’t care! He will never have me unless it is by force. I will never give myself to him willingly! Tell him to tell the whole wizarding world, I don’t care!”
“He thought that you would say that. So…he had a little back up plan.” he snarl at the next few words realizing he was going to have to play all the cards he held. “Those boys you seem to be friends with. They have a little secret and Lucius has done a little research of his own. It seems he noticed that they seemed to disappear once a month while he was still at school here.”
Dillia’s heart sank and she felt like screaming, Lucius knew she would do anything for them.
“He also put two and two together and figured out that they went off every three nights of the full moon. So then he started to sneak out every time there was a full moon himself. He then notice a odd assortment of animals lingering around together. Then he also noticed one was a wolf, a werewolf. Now, he couldn’t be certain but the incident that happen to Severus only confirmed his reason of thinking. And well Severus told him all about your little werewolf friend, and those otherregiregistered Animagus. I don’t think parents would want their kids going to school with a werewolf. And those others could be facing the Ministry.”
She got the point, she would do anything for her friends…for Remus. “What does he want?”
Macnair smiled. “See there, I knew you would come around. That’s easy…he wants you.”
She nodded. “Fine. He can have me. Tell him when and where and I will be there.” she said mechanically.
He gave one of her nipples a pinch and stood up over her. Taking a step towards her, both his feet on each side of her, he positioned his bulging cock that was hidden beneath his pants, in front of her face. She turned her head and looked away.
“Look at me.”
She didn’t move.
“Look at me damnit!” he grabbed her jaw, his nails cutting into the sides of her face and pulled her so she was forced to look at him. Tears started to fill her eyes again. ‘damn those tears’ she thought.
“There isn’t much to look at.” she said with her own snarl.
A fist came across her face and she closed her eyes to stop the room from spinning. She could feel blood slowly making its way down from her lip and her eye was starting to swell from the earlier hit.
There was a click at the door and it cracked open. In walked Nott and Snape closing the door behind them.
“I see you enjoyed yourself Macnair.” Nott said as he crotched down in front of her and ran a finger from her shoulder down to her breast. He cupped his hand around her right breast and lend down and ran his tongue across her lips lapping at the trickle of blood.
She jerked her head away as they laughed.
Severus was wearing a look of disgust down on her.
“We need to go, our work is done….we did what he asked. Besides Potter’s little groupies are wondering the halls. We saw them on the way down.”
She was surprise when Nott and Macnair followed Snape out of the room, leaving her undress and tied to the desk.
She struggled and pulled against the tie. Her hands were numb and it was hard to feel the knot against her bluing fingertips. She was crying freely now and she pulled her knees to her chest and leaned forward resting her forehead against her knees as she tried to concentrate on the knot. Her body shook with her muffled sobs making it all the more harder to work on the knot.

~*~*~*~*~

James, Remus, Sirius and Peter just turned the corner of the hall while they were out looking for Dillia when they saw Snape and Nott go into a class room. They pressed themselves against the wall and hid in the shadows waiting for the two to come back out. They were curious to know what they were doing out past curfew but even more so when they left the class room with Macnair not long after they entered.
They wait until the three left the hallway before going to see what was so important about this class room to be out past curfew.
James heard Sirius curse under his breath and said something about someone should of thought about bringing the map.
They opened the door and stopped short as they entered. There she was sitting in the moonlight, hunched over slightly. Her beautiful hair cascaded down her back and showcased her creamy shoulders. Her body shook from her crying.

~*~*~*~*~

Dillia was just about to give up on getting the knot free and just closed her eyes and cried. She heard the door creak open and she prayed they did not change their minds and come back. When she heard a gasp she opened her eyes and thought maybe it was a teacher. Her fears of looking up and seeing a professor standing there was strong but she slowly straighten but yet she didn’t look up. Out of the corner of her eye she could see several pairs of feet beneath black robes. She knew who it was. Her heart sank even lower. She would of much rather preferred a teacher then her friends…then Remus seeing her like this.
She forced herself to turn her head and barely look up to them. There faces were distorted and their mouths were open.
She felt another wave of tears and her body shook as she started to cry. It seemed like forever before anyone moved.
Remus pushed past the others and ran to her, sliding the last three feet across the floor on his knees. He was in front of her and she slumped forward into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
James had came over and was working on the knot that tied her hands behind her. While Sirius went over and picked up her wand. He stood there looking at what happen to her and thought of what hell she must of just went through. He felt himself start shaking in anger and tears were swelling in his own eyes.
Remus was whispering in her ear words of reassurance. When he looked back over his shoulder at Sirius “Your cloak.” he said in a horse whisper
Sirius removed his cloak and Remus took it and covered Dillia with it.
“Damnit James. Can you move any slower with that.” Remus spat feeling his own temper taking the better of him, almost as if the wolf was just beneath the surface of his skin begging to be released. The only thing holding him from bursting was Dillia leaning into him quietly crying now.
She felt the tie slip from her throbbing wrist and she put her arms around Remus’ neck searching for comfort. She didn’t want them to see the humility she was feeling on her face. She was also afraid to see the looks the others had.
Remus put a arm under her knees and lifted her easily from the ground. He turned and walked out of the room without saying anything to the others. Sirius had her wand and James picked up her cloak, shirt and bra from when they slipped from her wrist when he had freed her hands. Peter stood rooted to the same spot from when he first came into the room. James pulled his arm to get him to follow as he walked past.
Remus muttered the password and carried her trough the portrait hole. He walked quickly across the common room and up the stairs two at a time.
Sirius was rightind ind him and eyed the small group that was the only ones in here with narrowed eyes as if saying to keep their mouths shut and bounded up the stairs behind Remus followed by James and Peter.
Remus carefully placed her on his bed but she didn’t let go of him. She wasn’t ready to look him in his face. She pulled every bit of courage she had within her and pulled back.
Her eyes were swollen from crying and one was a little purple from obviously being hit and the corner of her mouth had just a trace of blood.
Remus looked into her eyes and didn’t see his Dillia. Instead he saw a timid and such a damn haunted look. A look he had seen many times in the reflection of his own eyes.
She swallowed a lump that was stuck in her throat and she winced. Her hands went to her throat and R not noticed the bruising that started to show up there in the shape of fingers. His eyes stopped on the bite that was on the side of her neck. He felt like he was going to be sick. He put his hand up and went to run a finger across the mark and she winced away.
She quickly stood and held Sirius’ cloak to her. “I need to shower. I have his filth all over me.” she said her first words since they found her. Her voice sounded raspy and horse.
“Use ours.” Remus said grabbing her hand, afraid to let her out of his sight.
She nodded in agreement being afraid to be alone right now.
Remus stood behind the wall of the showers while she undressed what clothes she had on. He noticed she must have had the shower on containing mainly hot water from all the steam.
She scrubbed her self viciously and had the water so hot she could hardly stand beneath it as it scolded her skin.
When she was done she wrapped a towel around her and went over to the sink and wiped the mirror with her hand. Remus leaned against the sink next to her and watched her.
She cupped her hands and brought the water to her mouth. Gargle, rinse spit…gargle, rinse, spit…gargle, rinse, spit…
“Dillia…that’s enough.” Remus said pulling her away from the sink and turning her to look at him.
She looked up at him and shook her head. She felt so dirty, disgusting and no mater how many showers she took she thought it wouldn’t be enough.
She looked up in the mirror above the sink and frowned at her reflection. She slammed her palm into the sink. “Damn Malfoy!” she yelled as she ran her finger over the bite mark on her neck.
“Malfoy?” Remus asked. “He did this.” he said it more as if answering his own questions. “We’ll get him. He wont ever hurt you again, he will never come near you, I swear to it.”
She shook her head and lifted her eyes to catch his. “Remus, its bad. I had to agree to meet with him when ever he says.”
“Oh the hell you do!” he had grabbed her shoulders and not realized he had done so.
“Remus…he knows. If I don’t meet him when and where he says then he is going to tell whoever will listen.”
“He knows? He knows wha..” he had stopped and left his mouth open for a moment. “This is because of me, he did this to you because of me.”
“No, Remus. He did it because I would have nothing to do with him. He has tried to blackmail me every since then. He knew I would do anything for my friends. I love all of you. I can let him turn you guys in. Not because of me.”
“I don’t get it. He says all this stuff about pureblood and he was always calling you mudblood. So now why is it all different suddenly?”
“Because I’m not.” she whispered
Here it is. A secret in which she kept to herself for seven years. She felt if at all possible worse. He trusted them enough with his secret and she couldn’t even tell them something as little as her name.
“Your not what?” he asked
“I’m not a mudblood. Williams is my mothers maiden name.” she hoped to stop there on this but she knew he deserved the truth.
“Dumbledore said it wouldn’t be wise for me to come here with my given name. Especially since everyone thought I was going to make Slytherin, even the hat had doubts. Dumbledore said he knew that the hat would have trouble placing me, torn between putting me where I belong and where I should be. He asked me if I would tip the scales, so to speak and ask for Gryffindor.”
“Why would he want you in Gryffindor?”
She looked down at the tile floor and chewed on her lip. “Because…”she glanced up “…that’s my name.”
He furrowed his brows. “Gryffindor?”
She nodded. “Cordillia Lynn Gryffindor.”
“Why didn’t you tell us?”
“Well at first I was going to, but then it was just a name. I became Dillia Williams. For the first time I realized what it was like to not be a Gryffindor or even a heir. I liked who I was. I was a Marauder. I was one of you. You guys accepted me the way I was. Just as we accepted each other.”
“So when that didn’t work he came after us. So now its us or him. Well screw him! You are not going. I don’t care who he tells.” he pulled her to him and she sunk into the hug. When he pulled back her eyes were glassy with tears. She cursed those tears. In seven years that she knew them not once had she cried, and now here she was crying more times then she could count within one night.
He smiled weakly and kissed her. “Here you need to get dressed. Sirius said you can borrow these.” hid hid handing her some pajama bottoms. “and here is one of my shirts.”
She slipped the bottoms on under her towel and pulled the ties tight so they would stay up. They were at least half a foot too long and they drug the ground and hid her feet.
She took the shirt and as she was slipping it over her head when she took in a deep breath, it smelled like Remus. She smiled to herself at the automatic comfort she felt being wrap in Remus’ scent.
“Come on.” Remus said putting a arm around her lightly. “Lets get you in bed. You need to get some rest.”
He took her over to his bed and pulled the blanket up to cover her. He sat on the side of the bed and bent down and kissed the side of her face where a purple bruise was starting to show darker. Then picked up both her hands and kissed her wrist where they too were turning purple from being tied. He stood up to go over to the others, who were waiting over on James’ bed.
“Remus?”
He turned and looked at her.
“Don’t, please…just don’t start plotting together on how to get your revenge. This one is mine. Besides I know you and I know James and Sirius. All three of you will do something out of anger and you wont be able to think straight, you will be blinded by your anger. Let things cool down before WE do anything about this. I still have to deal with Lucius. We will get Macnair before long.”
“Your not going to do anything with Lucius!” he snapped
“Remus…just promise me you wont go after them yet…and be sure Sirius doesn’t either.”
She took his silence as a ‘alright‘ then rolled over.
Remus went over and told the other what all he had found out.
“Did she tell you exactly what he did to her?” Sirius whispered
“No…” Remus shook his head. “But I can tell he hit her several times. There is a bite mark on her neck, and he must of choked her, her whole neck is bruising….and well…you saw how she looked when we found her.”
“How dare he do that to her! What if he…” Sirius felt beyond anger
“NO!…” Remus yelled
“Shhh.” James said looking back to Remus’ bed. He felt like Remus was the one that usually kept him, Sirius and Dillia calm and just looking at Remus, he thought he had never seen him more angry. He would much rather be on the end of the wolf’s wrath then having to face Remus right now if he was Macnair. Someone had to stay calm and he was the only one left for that.
“No…he didn’t. He touched her though.” Remus said making a face as if he was going to be sick. He fist were clenched tight and he wanted to scream….to howl.
“How can you be so certain?” James asked
“I…I just know!…I would smell it.” he said trying to keep from bursting from the room, wanting to go and strangle the filth that did this with his own bare hands.
He started to walk back and forth across the floor and James came up and put a hand on his shoulder.
Remus shrugged his shoulder and reached up and knocked James’ hand off. He turned and looked at James, his mouth in a snarl. They could almost see his canine teeth elongating and his eyes flashed, he growled from somewhere deep in his chest.
They have seen that look hundreds of times. Except then it was during a full moon and he was changing into Moony. Remus’ transformation usually looked painful, the look that Remus always held in his eyes just before changing, it was always dread, pain, fear and sorrow crossed with something wild. But now it was happening and nothing was there but anger.
Peter shrunk down into Wormtail and scurried under the bed. James looked at Sirius, his look was asking if they should too change. Someone was going to have to protect Dillia if he did change and they could only do that if they were Prongs and Padfoot. They would have to put themselves between Dillia and Moony.
Sirius shook his head in answer then stepped forward towards Remus.
“Remus, you cant do this. Think about Dillia. She is right over there and this will not help her any.”
Remus turned his back to them and fought for control. His breath coming in quick pants. He stood there until his breathing was normal, when he turned back there was tears in his eyes.
He couldn’t believe what just happened. Its never been that bad before, never. He was always able to keep the wolf under the surface.
“Lets get some sleep. We need to be up and here for her when she gets up.” James said breaking the silence. He couldn’t really think what else to say.
Remus nodded and didn’t say anything else. He just turned and went over to his bed, slipped on his pajama bottoms and slipped into bed.
Dillia rolled over and looked at him, smiled weakly then curled up in his arms so he was spooning her and slowly went back to sleep.
Remus on the other hand didn’t sleep hardly at all. He laid there holding her as she mumbled, cried and struggled in her sleep. She would wake up in a startle and found that she was crying in her sleep, then lay back down and silently cry herself back to sleep molding herself against Remus.
Sure enough she woke up early and the guys were thankful they went to bed when they did. No one spoke about what happened. They dressed and walked Dillia down to the common room. Remus waited at the foot of the stairs leading to the girls dormitory while she went up to change clothes.
Dillia ran up the stairs to her room and dug through her clothes. She ended up wearing a white turtle neck to hide the bruising and the bite mark that was on her neck even though she knew she was going to be burning hot before lunch time. She slipped on some blue jeans thankful it was a Saturday and not having to wear the uniform.
She went over and stood in front of the mirror. Her shirt was too tight, revealing her breast prominently. Normally she would of wore it like that but not today. She pulled it and hopped on one foot trying to get her knee in her shirt to help her stretch it. Next she pulled out her make up and tried to cover her eye that was now official black. After a large quantity of make up, she slowly made her way down the stairs.
“You look beautiful.” Remus said seeing her worried look.
She nodded and they all went down to the great hall.
Just out side the doors she stopped and shook her head.
She felt like her chest was constricted and she suddenly started to shake and couldn’t breath.
Remus felt her hand tighten and looked at her.
“I cant do this.” she said pulling away
Remus’ hand tighten around hers and kept her from running.
“Dillia, don’t let them do this to you. You can do this. I am right here with you. I wont let anything happen to you.”
“Yeah, so are we.” Sirius said
“I’m not going anywhere, you can count on me.” James added
Peter looked at her and shook his head happily, his hair bouncing to and fro.
She nodded and Remus put a arm around her waist and pulled her so close it looked as if they were connected at the hip.
He leaned down to her ear. “Smile, and be as if you are having the time of your life. Show them they cant get to you.”
She nodded and plastered a phony smile on her face.
This didn’t satisfy Remus. He leaned back down to her ear, growled and rolled his tongue. Then to her surprise he nipped her ear.
Her eyes shot wide and she looked at him. He laughed. “Now there’s my Dillia.”
She laughed and a large smile spread across her face as she placed an arm around Remus. This happened at such perfect timing. If anyone was watching them when they entered the great hall they would of saw the same o’ Dillia, if not a happier Dillia…being that she was on Remus’ hip and in his arms.
They went over and sat at the table and Dillia was starting to feel like her normal self as she added food to her plate. That is until she felt eyes boring into her.
Remus felt her stiffen next to him and he looked over at her. She had looked up and he followed her eyes to the Slytherin table across the great hall. Several people were all looking at her. It took everything he had to keep from jumping up and going over there and giving a good muggle beating to three of the people that belonged to three sets of those eyes, the only thing stopping him was Dillas hand on his as he went to rise from his chair.
He lean into her again, “You need to eat.” he said picking up a peace of bacon and bringing it to her lips.
She looked at him and he lifted a brow. “I’m going to hold this here until you eat it.” he said
She laughed and opened her mouth and bit off the end of the bacon.
He kissed her cheek. “That’s better.”
She took the beacon and started to eat it herself.
“Oh and here I thought I was going to get to feed you.” he said teasing.
She laughed openly and handed the bacon back to him, but not before she brought it to his lips for him to bite.
After he took the bacon she playfully nipped his finger tips when there was nothing left but a small bite pinched between his fingers.
He took his thumb and finger and sucked on the ends one at a time. She found herself watching him and her lips parted as if she was the doing the same. He looked over at her and she smiled and looked back down at her plate.
When they finished eating they went to leave the great hall and go down to the side of the lake. She went to walk with Remus as he put his arm around her again but Sirius suddenly stood on the bench, put one foot on the table and leaped over. Someone cleared their throat from the staff table and Dillia look up to see several professors watching them. Now that Sirius was on their side of the table, he bent over in front of her. She perked a brow.
“Hop on.” he said
“Sirius, we’re still in the great hall.”
“Since when would that of stopped Miss Dillia.”
“Hmm.” she said as she hopped up on his back. “good point.”
He stood up and she realized just how tall he was. She put one arm over his shoulder and across his chest. She went to pull the other to lock hands but Remus didn’t seem to want to let go of the hand he was holding. Which made the three of them look more funny then it would have if it was just her on Sirius’ back, as if that was seen everyday.
Sirius put a extra bounce in his step making Dillia squeak and laugh hardily as they left the great hall with every eye on them.
At lunch Dillia was feeling much like herself and tried to ignore the glances she kept getting from the Slytherin table. When she noticed their glances turned to stares as if they were anticipating something to happed she grew anxious.
Sirius’ constant chewing while talking with his mouth full and sucking on his fingers after he took in the last bite of what ever he was eating, she snapped.
“Could you stop it! You sound like a cow trying to pull its foot from the mud!”
They all looked over at her and she bit her lip.
“I’m… I’m sorry.” she said looking down at her plate.
“Its alright Dillia.” he said swallowing what was left in his mouth. “Heh…that wasn’t what you were thinking this morning when you were watching Remus.”
She blushed and was about to snap a comeback but stopped. Just then a owl swept through the hall and it became obvious what the Slytherins were waiting on. The owl swooped down and dropped a letter in front of Dillia.
She looked at it for a minute before picking it up and opening it as they watched her.
Remus lend over her shoulder and read it with her.
Astronomy tower. Midnight. Come alone. Your Slytherin alumni LM
“The hell your going!” Remus snapped as he grabbed the parchment and tore it up.
“Remus, I have to.” she said swallowing a lump in her throat. “If I don’t…”
“I don’t care!”
“I do! I am not going to let you guys take the fall because of me.”
“Dillia don’t.” James said from across the table.
She slammed her hand down on the table and stood up abruptly making everyone jump and look at her. The whole hall was looking at her. She lend in to speak. “Damnit, you don’t get it! I cant let you guys do this.” she turned to Remus and caught his eyes. “You trusted us with this and I will be damned it gets out because of me.”
She turned and started out of the great hall and headed for the common room. The others quickly jumped up and caught up with her.
After they were in the common room they sat around the fire in their usual chairs while Sirius and James sat on the floor so they could gather together in a huddle to talk.
Finely when they couldn’t talk her out of going, Remus decided he would be accompanying her.
“If you are so determined to do this, then I am going with you. Your not going alone and that’s that.”
She opened her mouth to point out it said to come alone but he stopped her.
“Your not going to talk me out of it. I can use James’ cloak. He wont even know I’m there. At leahat hat way if he tries something…” his voice faded off.
She closed her mouth and actually like the idea of not having to go alone, and that Remus would be with her.
That night Remus and Dillia both went up to the astronomy tower under James’ cloak. Dillia was nervous and wished Remus would say something but he kept quiet the whole way there.
“He isn’t here yet.” Dillia said as they stepped out under the stairs.
“I hope he doesn’t show up.” Remus replied
“No more then .”
.”
“I cant believe I let you talk me into letting you come up here.”
“Remus, I had to.” she said looking at him and grabbing a hold of his hand.
She pulled him over and they sat on the ground, still under the cloak.
She looked at him when he put his arm around her. “Remus, I’m really sorry about all this.”
“Its not your fault.”
To make small talk and to try and take his mind off of what he was thinking he looked at her. “When…you were showering…I ah, I noticed a dragon tattoo on the lower right side of your back. When did you get that?”
“Oh! Just this past summer. Unfortunately Lucius came in as I was getting it. Said how much he liked it, and looked forward to…well you can figure out what he said yourself. So anyway, of course now I want to have it changed to something else. But I did it the muggle way and it hurt like hell.”
“Well I really like it myself.”
She smiled and with that they went quiet again.
They sat quietly not saying much for about fifteen minutes, it was a quarter after…Lucius was late. They both started to feel the moment closing in on them. The stars shown bright and they were alone, both unspeakably having the same thoughts about each other.
Dillia looked around. “He’s late. Maybe he isn’t going to show up.”
She turned back to look at Remus and turned right into him, their foreheads hitting into each other. They both laughed. She looked at him and her eyes scanned over his features. She loved his eyes, his beautiful lips and his hair, long wonderful hair that always looked tousled as if touched by a lover. Her eyes went back to his lips and she longed to kiss them, to taste them. Their eyes locked for what seemed like a eternity.
Slowly she moved into him, her lips lightly touching his. She closed her eyes and he pressed against hers opening the kiss.
He was savage, the wolf inside of him begging to be unleashed as he