A Marauders Tail Revised

ALRIGHT GUYS, I NEED TO GIVE YOU A BIT OF A WARNING HERE, THIS CHAPTER IS A BIT ON THE DARK SIDE. BUT IT IS ESENTIAL TO THE STORY LINE.

CHAPTER IV

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 nothing but 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, while realizing just how sore she was, and 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 the covers and started 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 something 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 James told 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’m 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 kiIt wIt 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 you knowing 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 he do 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 he didn’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 her wand 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 she isn’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 go only 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 tinwanlwanlike 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 starred at 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 to that 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 others…unregistered 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.


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There you go, it was a bit longer then the others and I couldn’t just stop it in the middle. Stay tuned to see what happens lol...who will find her? will the marauders find out...how will the react?
As always please review! I NEEED TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!