The Guardian

-1Disclaimer- As always I own none of this but Rhiannon. She is mine but she likes Sirius better… cant say as I blame her ha ha
A/N Thank you to everyone who has reviewed!
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Chapter 18
A proposal of sorts


Rhiannon rolled over with a groan, her body was stiff and the sunshine streaming through the curtains was blinding in it’s brilliance. She lay motionless for a moment trying to will herself back to sleep with no success. She sighed and opened her eyes, looking at the window with annoyance.
“How long are you going to let this happen?” A sleep roughened voice asked from the corner where her rocking chair was pushed. Sirius was sprawled in the seat, his shirt hanging open and wrinkled. He looked as though he’d had a rough night, she wondered quickly if he’d slept in the chair.
“Let what happen?” She pushed herself up and with some difficulty swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Merlin but she was stiff, her limbs were jerking a bit she noticed.
“Rhi, I’ve known you less than a month and have spent half the time patching you up. You have a way to stop it, I want to know if your going to take it.” His eyes were silver with anger, as he stood up to pace. She watched him move for a long time, he was so graceful. He stopped suddenly to glare at her, reminding her she hadn’t answered him.
“Um Sirius, cant this wait? My head is killing me, I’m hungry and I can hardly move.” She stalled. She hadn’t truly given the suggestion of marriage a thought. She’d never wanted to get married, but she was nothing if she wasn’t smart. She knew it was logical to marry someone even if the stubborn half of her denied it.
“Come on.” He leaned over and picked her up. She sighed at the feel of his warm chest. “I’ll say one more thing about it then leave it alone until you’re ready.”
Rhiannon slid her arms around his neck, threading her fingers into his thick hair and twisting locks around her fingers. “what’s that?”
“I want to marry you, if you choose someone else I will follow you around like a puppy dog until you give in.”
She stared open mouthed at him. “What… I… And if I choose not to marry?”
“I’ll make you.” He grinned, “Snape said he has something to stop the jerking in your limbs.” He carried her down the stairs, careful not to disturb the portrait of his mother as they passed it on the landing. He couldn’t hold back his growl when she tugged his hair and laid her head on his shoulder. He could feel her hot breath on his neck and it was like torture combined with her scent.
Snape was seated at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee and the Daily Prophet when they came in.
“Here’s your patient Snape.” He sat her gently in the chair closest to the dark wizard, who gave them an impassive shrug.
“Go away mutt.” He grumbled over the paper.
“And leave you alone with her. Yeah right Snape.” He shook his head but was grinning as Snape looked up to glare at him, making Sirius wink at Rhiannon. “If he tries anything, I’ll be in the library with Remus. Just yell.” He kissed her cheek making her roll her eyes.
“Why did you send him away?” Rhiannon asked Snape after Sirius had left.
“Because he’s a pretentious prat and was driving me nuts.”
“He’s always like that.” She pointed out.
“Because he sat up next to your bed all night and hasn’t had a shower since yesterday morning and therefore smells horrible.” He tried.
“Nope, he always smells like that. Some muggle cologne and sunshine.” She shrugged at Snape’s raised brows, “And wet dog sometimes.” She giggled.
“Yes well.” He neatly folded the paper, levitated the coffee cup to the sink and pulled out a jar. “Here, give me your hand.” He held out his own waiting for her to give him hers. She did so immediately. The Potions Master might be a arrogant Git but he’d proved himself repeatedly. He spread a generous amount of the sweet smelling cream across her palm.
“You use this on yourself don’t you.” She watched him rub the cream into her wrist.
“Yes, I created it. It’ll stop your limbs from jerking.” He gave careful attention to her fingers and elbow. “It’s worse in the joints.” He explained, working in silence for a few moments. “You should marry him.”
Rhiannon sighed, did everyone have an opinion on her life? “Why do you think so.”
“He cares for you. He sat up all night, by your side. That is something the Sirius Black I went to school with wouldn’t have done for anyone.”
Rhiannon shrugged. “Maybe I will. I don’t know.”
Snape held her hand as he rubbed the cream into her wrist. He paused a moment looking at the shimmering tattoo. He glanced up at her, recognition flashing in his eyes.
“Is that…” He was cut off by her hand covering his mouth.
“Don’t say it. Don’t speak it out loud or I will hex you.” Her eyes flashed with something akin to panic. She waited for him to nod his agreement before dropping her hand.
“I would never have guessed.” Snape admitted. “Makes sense though.”
Rhiannon shrugged but watched Snape as he continued to work the cream into her hands.
“Can we talk about something else.” She muttered.
“Sure.” Snape leaned over and pulled her foot into his lap. Rhiannon was surprised at how comfortable they were around each other now. Barely a month ago she’d been annoyed by his mere presence, now she rather enjoyed his company. He understood the things she saw better than most and didn’t really judge her because of how she dealt with the images.
“How many times have you been Crucioed?” Snape asked his greasy hair covering all but his nose as he leaned over her foot.
“A couple. Lucius favors the cutting curses, he likes to see blood more than hear screams.” She tried to shrug it off.
“How many times have you taken the brunt of it for others?”
She smirked, he would know about that. “A few, once for Harry, a few for you. a lot for you, could you try to avoid that for a little while? I don’t think I could withstand that curse for a while.” She tried to joke it off but saw something flash in the man’s eyes when he looked up.
“I hate knowing you do that for me. I hate knowing what you’ve seen me do, what I’ve had to do to stay alive.”
“Severus, I’ve seen worse. I’m impressed by the mercy you show people when you can. I’ve seen you risk your life repeatedly to save them a bit of pain. You are a good man Severus. Don’t forget that and don’t be ashamed.”
He shook his head to clear the guilty thoughts. “We have a meeting tonight. I would expect Dumbledore to ask you to make a decision.”
“I know, I’ll be ready.” She reached for the plate of pastries in the middle of the table, growing silent as she ate.
“Oh I almost forgot,” Snape held out a silver chain with tiny coins fastened to it, “you’ll need this.”
Rhiannon held out her hand “What is it?” She asked when he dropped it into her hand.
“It’s a bracelet, charmed to heat up when Lucius tries to summon you using his charm.”
“Huh, nice.” She examined the coins “Pretty.” She leaned over and fastened it around her ankle.
“I got the idea from your guard. Hermione specifically. She charmed a bunch of coins to alert the other members of the DA to when they were holding meetings after that idiot Umbridge turned the DADA class into a study session.”
“She’s a smart one our Hermione. Creative with her magic, she’ll be a force to be reckoned with one day.”
Snape agreed easily as he went back to his paper.
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“I’m going to marry her.” Sirius grinned as he dropped heavily onto the leather sofa next to Remus.
“Oh? Did Molly finally agree to leave Author?” Remus had his nose stuck in an old book and barely glanced up.
“Uh no, the day that happens is the day I suddenly turn gay and start after you to marry me.” Sirius snickered.
Remus raised his eyebrow, “That’s it Padfoot, you’ve lost your talking privileges for ten minutes.”
“But…”
“No, ten minutes. I don’t want to hear a word from you.” Remus went back to reading his book. Sirius bounced his foot and tapped his fingers until Remus finally gave in.
“Fine talk, I’m assuming you mean Rhiannon and am curious to know how your going to convince her.”
“I don’t know yet.” Sirius grinned.
“Okay when is this going to happen?”
“Don’t know.”
Remus stared at the man he’d been friends with for more than half his life wondering how he’d missed him going crazy. “Do you know who you’re marrying?”
“Yes, Rhiannon. I just need some help convincing her of it.” Sirius flipped his hair out of his face.
“Are you asking me for advice on how to get a girl to marry you?”
“Um yes. I suppose I am, come on Mooney. You know her better than I do, you’ve been friends for ever. How should I go about it?” Sirius looked down right pitiful.
“I obviously didn’t know what I was doing, she wouldn’t marry me.” Remus held up his hands in mock defense.
“Please Mooney.”
Remus rolled his eyes, giving in. “Fine, just ask her. She likes the straight forward approach.”
“Well I already did.”
“And how did that go?”
“Well she didn’t say no.” He looked positive, Sirius had always taken a positive view of things.
“It’s a start I guess.” Remus looked around the library, “You’d think this would be easier given the elders interference.” he mumbled.
“What do you mean? What did they interfere with?” Sirius glared at Remus.
“Just in allowing you to come out is all. You’d think they’d interfere a bit more and get her to marry you.” Remus looked away guiltily.
“Who’s she bound to Remus?” Sirius tried to catch the werewolf off guard.
“I can’t tell you Sirius.”
“Is it me?”
“No.” Remus gritted his teeth
“Is it you?”
“No.”
“Snape? Dumbledore? Lucius?”
“No, no, no.”
“You’re really not going to tell me are you?”
“No. Now why don’t you go talk to Dumbledore about presiding over your vows.” Remus opened his book, dismissing Sirius as well as he could and hoping he’d leave him alone about Rhiannon. He called out after a moment “And take a shower you disgusting mutt, you smell horrible.”
“Damn, I thought Snape was joking… should have known better than that.” Sirius changed directions and started for the stairs. “I will get you to tell me Remus. You know you can’t keep a secret from me”
Remus sighed, he had to hide from Sirius, at least until the meeting or he’d drive him nuts trying to figure out who Rhiannon was bound to.
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Rhiannon walked carefully up the stairs, she felt much better though still a bit stiff, nothing a good hot shower wouldn’t fix. She pushed the bathroom door open, surprised to find it full of steam. She could smell Sirius’s cologne and sighed. The man was sex personified, that soft black hair and all those tattoos then there was his eyes, all gray and expressive, it was no wonder Remus had told her stories of Sirius being some kind of sex god in school. If he’d given her that wink in school she’d probably have melted into a big puddle at his feet. It wasn’t much different now. She got in the shower, her imagination weaving images that would could have steamed up the bathroom quicker than the hot water she was standing under. She relaxed, and let her mind wander as she got out and wrapped a large soft towel around herself, tucking the edge between her breasts. The hall was quiet when she stepped out but Sirius’s door swung open as she passed. It was as if he’d been waiting for her or something.
“merlin woman. Are you trying to kill me?” He growled.
“Oh Sirius, sorry.” She adjusted the towel, trying to cover her thighs better but only revealing more of her breasts.
“Stop!” He whimpered reminding her oddly of a wounded puppy. “Just go in your room and lock the door.”
“Why?”
“Because if you don’t we’re going to end up finishing what we started in the kitchen yesterday.” He tried not to stare but couldn’t really help himself. Her skin seemed to shimmer with the drops of water still clinging to her. His eyes flicked down to the bottom edge of the towel, he could see the long scar that Remus had told him about.
“Please don’t stare at that. It’s ugly.” She moved her hand to cover as much of it as she could.
“Nothing on you is ugly Rhiannon.” He crossed the hall to touch her face. She grinned and blushed wildly.
“A girl could get used to being told stuff like that.” She looked up at him, “You look pretty good yourself. What are you all dressed up for?” She asked, he looked damn good in his black trousers and black silk shirt buttoned only half-way. She reached a hand up and traced a tattoo bisecting his chest with a finger tip.
He shuddered under her touch and flattened her hand against his chest “Gods Rhi, you could kill a man doing things like that.”
“Huh, I wouldn’t want to do something like that.” she stood up on her tippy-toes to kiss him. Sirius growled low in his throat and backed her into her room. She kicked the door closed behind them with out braking the kiss. The towel fell to the floor when she let go of it to thread her fingers through the silken strands of his hair. He could feel her warm soft breast pressing against his chest where his shirt was opened and felt a tingle run down to his toes and back. Desperate to feel more he pulled his body away just enough to reach the last few buttons on his shirt and trousers. Free of clothing they fell onto her bed, giggling when they bounced off the mattress.
“So warm.” She muttered arching up to meet his body.
She could feel his rough hands everywhere, tracing every line of her body.
He kissed a path from her lips down her neck and over her collarbone. She was gasping for breath when he took one of her pebbled pink nipples into his mouth. She gasped, wrapping her fingers in his hair and dragging him back up to kiss him.
“Normally I'd be all for the foreplay but we don't have a lot of time.” She wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him to her.
Sirius' eyes glittered, it had been years since he'd been with a woman and had truthfully been struggling to control himself. He positioned his heard length at her dripping entrance. She was so tight he thought he'd died and gone to heaven.
“Damn.” He buried his face in her hair, breathing deeply trying to control himself.
Rhiannon was fighting to stay still while her body adjusted to his size. When she finally couldn't take it any more she started wiggling hoping he got the message.
He pulled out slowly before pushing back into her.
“Harder.” She cried out, arching her hips.
“As you wish.” He thrust into her harder, moving his hands to her hips to give him a better angle and making her screech when he hit her sweet spot. The feel of his hard hot length slamming into her was too much and sent her quickly over the edge, her entire body tightened then released as she saw stars.
Sirius groaned deep in his throat, as she milked him. He felt a tightening in his balls just before he emptied his seed into her. He wished he could have lasted longer but at least she'd finished before him.

Rhiannon thought she was deaf for a few moments, all sound seemed to disappear, and if she hadn't been able to see Sirius' silky black hair she would have thought she'd gone blind. Was it possible to go deaf from your own screams? She felt him shift his weight off her, sliding to her side and giving her just enough room to breath but not make her feel abandoned.
“That… wow.” Sirius was at a loss for words when he moved to face her and saw her eyes were still glazed with lust.
“Yep.” She tried to slow her racing heart and breathing, he could still see her pulse flitting wildly at the base of her throat. “Why did we wait so long?”
“Guardian business, and I think we may be idiots.”
Rhiannon laughed at him. “I wondered if you were gay for a couple days.”
Sirius looked at her mock anger coloring his eyes. “That is insulting. I haven't displayed any homosexual tendencies for a couple hours at least.” he crossed his arms over his chest making her laugh even harder.
“You should do that all the time.” he whispered, serious all of a sudden.
“Whats that?”
“Laugh until your skin turns pink and your eyes dance. I feel it here when you do.” He laid a hand over his chest and smiled.
“That makes two of us. What do you think that means Sirius?” She rubbed her tattooed wrist absently when it started to tingle.
“I don’t know. But I think we’ll figure it out.” He tugged at a damp tendril of her hair, “For now I believe we should be getting ready for the meeting.” He slid reluctantly from her bed and pulled on his pants, leaving them to hang from his hips as he crossed to her wardrobe, leaving her sprawled across her crumpled bedspread.
“Don’t you have clothes of your own?” She asked watching him flip through the hangers.
“Of course I do. But I want to choose something for you.” He pulled out a lilac sundress and stairedstared at it a moment. “This one, will you wear it for me?” He turned those big puppy dog eyes on her making her wonder if maybe he had been a dog in a past life. She couldn’t deny him anything when he did that and hoped he never figured that out..
“Okay I guess but isn’t it a bit nice for an order meeting?”
Sirius just winked at her and waited until she dressed, growling when she dug through her dresser for a matching bra and panties set.
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Down in the library Remus and Snape were talking quietly as they waited for the couple to come down.
“We have two words for you two.” Remus said as they entered the room together.
“Whats that Remus?” Rhiannon asked leaning over to kiss him on the cheek.
“Silencing charm. For the love of the gods, and to protect our hearing please use one next time.” Snape practically snarled, earning himself a wink from Sirius and a kiss on the forehead from Rhiannon.
“Sorry bout that boys, but nothing you can say will annoy me.”
“Well of course not, you just got shagged, and by the sounds of it had a good time.” Remus rolled his eyes.
“You're just jealous Mooney.” Sirius grinned.
“Sure that’s what it is.” Remus stood up and waved his wand at the fireplace lighting it easily. “Shall we?”
Rhiannon stood behind Snape as Remus flooed to the burrow,”oww oww oww, what the hell?” She hopped on one foot tugging at the chain Snape had given her.
“Whats wrong?” Sirius grabbed her hips steading her as she tried to get the anklet off.
“Lucius is summoning her.” Snape turned a grabbed the other side of the chain, pulling it from her skin and yelped in surprise as the chain burned his fingers. “It’s supposed to get hotter as he gets madder. He must be right pissed for it it be like this.”
Okay. Um I’ll meet you guys at the burrow. I don’t want him to go after anyone just to get me there.” She pulled away from both men’s grasp.
“Are you sure. Rhi, I don’t think it’s such a good idea.” Sirius looked worried.
“I’ll be fine, he probably just wants to torment me.” She grinned reassuringly at him but he could feel her apprehension. “I’ll be there as soon as I can.” She disappeared before anyone could argue.
“Come on. If nothing else I can go over to the Malfoy’s and check on her.” Snape turned and disappeared through the floo, followed closely by Sirius.

A/N ho;y crap... I could have sworn I was keeping this updated... alas apparently I'm a lazy ass. Sorry!!! don't hate me.
Well this is my an attempt at lemons but I don't believe it went well... as always please review.