Counting the Days

Chapter 4


\"Where have you two been, I\'ve been in a right state!\" bellowed Mrs. Weasley.

\"Relax, Molly. We were following Draco Malfoy around Diagon Alley,\" explained Tonks.

She looked at her watch. \"For three hours?\"

Tonks shrugged. \"I was showing Harry the ins and outs of how to be an Auror.\"

Harry coughed and pushed past both of them. \"I\'m going to get something to eat.\"

\"There\'s some sandwiches on the counter in the kitchen, Harry, dear.\"

Tonks followed. \"I\'m famished myself. Worked up quite an appetite.\"

When they got down to the kitchen Harry saw that Hermione, Ron and Ginny were seated along the gigantic table that took up most of the room. Empty plates sat in front of them.

\"Wotcher, gang!\" Tonks called out.

Harry avoided the questioning stares from his friends and went to help himself to some sandwiches.

Tonks brushed by Ron and mussed his hair.

\"Hey!\"

\"And where have you two been?\" Hermione asked with a tad bit of insolence.

Tonks laughed. \"Don\'t get your knickers in a bunch, Hermione. I\'m not monopolizing time with your boyfriend.\"

Harry turned and saw Hermione\'s eyes grow as wide as saucers. She turned her head grabbed her glass. \"I\'m --- he\'s --- \" she was fighting a losing battle and decided to take a drink instead.

Harry tired to cover. \"You\'ve been reading too much Rita Skeeter, Tonks\"

\"Coulda fooled me, what, with the way she\'s acting.\"

Harry shook his head quickly, really wanting to get off this topic. \"We followed Malfoy down Knockturn Alley.\"

Ron was suddenly interested. \"Oh yeah?\"

\"What was he doing down there?\" asked Ginny.

Tonks laughed. \"Snogging.\"

Ginny rolled her eyes. \"Please don\'t tell us t hit him and Pansy Parkinson; you\'ll make me ill.\"

Harry smiled. \"It wasn\'t Pansy. It was Crabbe.\"

\"What?\"

\"No Way!\"

\"Bloody hell!\"

Ron shivered visibly looking like he just took a bite of rancid Treacle Tart. Hermione seemed like she had just walked in on Snape in his underwear, and Ginny was frozen in place looking like she was unable to think anymore.

Ron was the first to say something. \"Anyone every notice how Crabbe never brushes his teeth.\"

The girls looked at him.

\"I mean he\'s always got something stuck in there, like spinach, or the previous week\'s kidney pie.\"

Hermione screwed up her face. \"What are you on about, Ron?\"

He leaned back in his chair. \"Not that I think Malfoy snogging on Crabbe is bad enough, but with someone that has last week\'s lunch molding in their mouth as well ...\"

Ginny turned a very pale shade of green and dashed from the kitchen holding a hand over her mouth.

\"Ron, every time I think you can\'t be any more disgusting, you prove me wrong,\" spat Hermione.

Tonks took the opportunity that was provided by Hermione and Ron\'s glowering at each other to make a quick grab at Harry\'s bum. He jumped and gave her a reproachful look. She shrugged and waggled her eyebrows at him.

\"Eat up, Loverboy. You\'ll need your energy for tomorrow.\"

Harry sat down at the table. \"What? What for?\"

She popped open her butterbeer and took a sip. \"Didn\'t Dumbledore tell you? I\'m supposed to work on you improving your physical education, you know push-ups and the like. Got to build up that stamina.\" She took another sip. \"I\'ve got a place at my flat that I\'ve changed into a workout room. You can train there.\"

Hermione was very interested. \"Can we come watch.\"

Tonks shook her head. \"Not that much room. It\'ll just be Loverboy here sweating and doing strenuous activities and such. Plus, me yelling at him to pick up the pace, push it harder and faster. You know the drill.\"

Harry was steadily growing more and more red after each word Tonks uttered, so he angled his head down and tore into his sandwich. She sat beside him and undercover of the table rubbed her leg along side his. The uncomfortable hardening feeling returned in his jeans.

Hermione tried her best to look bored and finished the remaining pumpkin juice in her glass.

\"I\'m going upstairs to study.\"

He nodded. \"I\'m gonna go see if Ginny want to play some chess. Get her mind off the nancy boys\" He stood. \"See you upstairs in a bit, Harry?\"

\"Yeah.\"

After they left and it was just him and Tonks sitting side by side Harry realized he was in the same straights he was only a few hours ago.

\"Tonks, quit. I\'m getting really hard again.\"

\"That\'s the whole point, Harry. I want you hard all day, thinking about me.\"

He groaned.

She smiled seductively. \"I want you so hard by tomorrow that you be the aggressor and when I get you to my flat, you\'ll tear off my clothes ... maybe bend me over the bed and ...\" She waggled her eyebrows again.

Harry\'s eyes seemed like they were smoking over. \"I think I\'m already to that point.\"

Tonks\' grin widened. \"You want to do it right here on the table?\"

He shook his head half-heartedly. \"There\'s nothing you could do that could get me to do it right now -- not with everyone here in the house.\"

She suddenly frowned. \"That\'s the whole fun of it Harry ... the thrill of getting caught. Best sex I ever had was in the Quidditch locker room during a game.\" Then she thought about it. \"Well, second best.\"

Her hand slipped in his lap and felt the length of him through his jeans. Harry\'s eyes closed in reaction.

\"How about if I just give you a blow job under the table, hmm.\"

His eyes snapped open. He was torn in two different directions at once. He really wanted her in the worst was, but what if Hermione walked through the door?

Tonks didn\'t wait for a reply and started slipping downward smiling all the way. Once her head had disappeared he felt her grab his hips and scoot him forward, then the unmistakable sound of his zipper filled the air. He felt the clasp of his jeans go undone and the freedom of cool air as she pulled him out of the confines of his skivvies.

He felt her lips slip over the head of his shaft and descend to engulf at least half the length. Her tongue ran around and he felt the slight abrasion of her teeth as they slid softly up and down. She gripped him firmly in her hand and started a rhythmic pumping, up and down.

Harry grit his teeth in a attempt not to yell out in pleasure. the he felt the strangest sensation and heard something like humming coming from his lap. She was humming and it felt wonderful! His fingernails dug into the wood grain of the table. It felt really wonderful. So much that he couldn\'t control the pressure building at the base of his groin as he exploded into her mouth for the second time that day with a relieved groan.

She sucked and nursed him dry for another two minutes afterward before he felt her mouth come away. \"Bloody hell, Harry. It\'s not supposed to work this way. You\'re supposed to get soft, not harder.\"

\"Sorry.\"

She laughed. \"Well, I suppose it\'s not all bad. Here, stuff it away until we can find a room.\"

Harry checked to make sure the door nobody was coming through the door when, with great effort he forced himself back into his pants and zipped himself up. Tonks was on her feet moments later, wiping the edge of her mouth with a single finger.

She stepped into him so that their lips were only scant inches apart. \"Merlin, Harry, you taste so good. I could probably do that all day if my jaw would hold out.\"

She kissed him lightly and flicked her tongue out to track his bottom lip then smiled and made her way to the kitchen door. Right before she grabbed the doorknob it swung open and Mrs. Weasley stepped in.

\"Oh, Tonks, would you mind sticking around for another couple of hour so. so. I wanted to take the kids to the Burrow and I didn\'t want to leave the Floo unanswered if one of the Order calls.\"

Tonks turned and looked at Harry, who had abruptly and painfully sat back down. \"That\'s fine, Molly. I could go ahead and start Harry\'s training early.\"

Molly looked concerned. \"Harry, you don\'t mind?\"

He shook his head. \"No, go right ahead.\"

Her eyes narrowed. \"Are you feeling alright, dear. You look a bit flushed.\"

He nodded. \"Fine ... I\'m fine. I just had a cramp in my leg.\"

Molly shrugged. \"Well then do you want me to keep the kids away longer, Tonks?\"

Tonks looked thoughtful. \"Molly, I have the next two days off. I don\'t mind spending the night if you want to sleep in your own bed for once. I\'m sure the kids wouldn\'t mind getting out of this dreary house for the night, anyway.\"

Mrs. Weasley stepped in and hugged her. \"Tonks, you are the dearest lady. No offense Harry, but I miss my home.\"

Harry smiled. \"No offense taken, Mrs. Weasley.\"

\"Well I suppose I should go gather the children then.\"

Tonks closed the door behind her. \"Well, Harry, up for a night of fun?\"

He was as timed as a rabbit. \"Erm ...\"

It only took thirty minutes to get the three of them down to the fireplace. Molly, Ginny, and Ron had left and Tonks was on her way out of the room. Hermione turned to Harry as she pinched off some Floo powder.

\"Have a good night, Harry,\" she said softly. There was something in her eyes that caught him off guard when she went up on her toes to kiss his cheek.

He pulled his hand up to rub where she kissed him as he watched her call out, \"The Burrow!\"

Harry stared at the flames for a moment longer and then turned to find Tonks staring at him, biting her lower lip. It was just the two of them alone in the house for half the day and an entire night.

Her body was half hidden by the wall and he could see the heat in her eyes. All alone, and she wanted him ... what was it? Be the aggressor?

Before he knew it he was unfastening the buttons to his flannel shirt and dropping it to the floor. His t-shirt was next. His earring got caught on the shirt and a produced a sharp pain that sent a rush of blood through his body in response.

He remembered how she thought he was beautiful when he kicked off his trainers and pulled the socks off afterward. His jeans were still unbuttoned as he stood straight and watched as she drank him in.

Unconsciously he ran his hand over his defined abdominal muscles and down the outside of his jeans over his erection. Her eyes followed every movement and her lips parted slightly. He saw her tongue flick out and moisten her bottom lip and then her eyes moved back up to catch him looking at her.

He could barley hear her voice when she whispered, \"Oh hell, I\'m in trouble.\"