Never what it seems

And here it is! The last chapter for a while. Enjoy :-)

One last try, Harry decided, his previous ordeals having left him more than a little scarred. He couldn't, for example, look at either of the twins without blushing crimson and he ensured he never went near the kitchen when Snape, Sirius and Lupin were in there.

He didn't want to imagine what he might run into!

But today, he had heard whispers of Dumbledore's arrival and he knew the Order was in the living room with him, undoubtedly discussing strategies.

Harry felt it only fair that he knew what was being planned for his own safety!

"No, you suck on it Severus", he heard Dumbledore say and Harry gulped. This couldn't be happening!

"Don't you know how to suck, Snivellus?" Sirius sniggered, "I would have thought you've had plenty of practice over the years!"

He heard Snape's growl and then he muttered, "It tastes sour. I've tasted better".

"Ah…pity" Dumbledore said with a small chuckle, "I've always found it to be…an addicting taste. But then again, I'm quite biased".

"It really is a different kind of experience, isn't it?" Arthur Weasley's voice joined in and Harry squeezed his eyes shut. Not Ron's dad too!

"It's so hard, no matter how much I suck it", he heard one of the twins say and then a woman's voice, Tonks he thought, said, "I never would have tried this if you hadn't told me to, Dumbledore! What do you think, Remus? Like it?"

"Yes…it's rather delicious", Lupin said slowly, "Not as good as what we shared the other day, Sirius but still…"

"You had it again, without me?" Snape's voice cut across and Harry made up his mind. He stopped himself listening and marched down the stairs.

They were going to give him some answers today! 

The door swung open before he got there and he saw Dumbledore smiling at him, a twinkle in his eyes.

"Hello, Harry! Would you care for a sherbet lemon? The best Muggle invention in my opinion!" he said, his eyes studying Harry's red face and gaping mouth.

"Wait…what? You guys were…I mean…" he trailed off as he saw almost everyone in the room was sucking on the candy Dumbledore had handed out.

"I think Snape here would disagree with you, Dumbledore", Sirius remarked from the corner and Snape glared at him.

"Nowhere near as good as hot cocoa, wouldn't you say?" Sirius smirked as Snape growled under his breath.

"That was a secret! And I can't believe you two didn't let me know you were making it again!" Snape huffed out.

"Y..you mean…that day, in the kitchen", Harry was trying to piece the snatches of conversation he had heard with what he was hearing now.

"Oh yes! Snape didn't want you to know of his fondness for the 'Muggle beverage' as he puts it", Sirius chuckled, easily deflecting the spell Snape threw his way.

"I suppose, since you think so little of secrets, you wouldn't mind me telling Potter about the broomstick you all got him for Christmas?"Snape said snidely, managing to duck out of the way just before Sirius hurtled into him.

"You…that was kept secret as a surprise for Harry…I'll get even for that Snivellus!" Sirius lunged again, only to find Dumbledore's shield charm between him and his worst enemy of the moment.

"Now, now, boys", Dumbledore chided as he turned back to Harry.

"Any other questions, Harry?" he asked, seemingly knowing what he was going to ask.

"Yeah…last week…what were you two doing?" he aimed the question at the twins, who were still eating their sweets.

"Oh…pygmy puffs-kind of went crazy on us. Had to stomp them to dust", George murmured.

"Literally", Fred added, his ears turning red from embarrassment as everyone looked at them, "Who knew putting two newt legs instead of one would make such a difference?"

"I thought your mother told you not to bring your inventions into the house…"Mr Weasley began but the twins seemed to suddenly remember some important task that had to be attended to at that very moment and rushed out with a muttered excuse.

"Anything else?" Dumbledore's eyes had never twinkled brighter and Harry, feeling more and more like a fool, looked over at Tonks. Her and Hermione?

"Ahh…did you…I mean, Hermione said you hung out together", Harry muttered to Tonks, trying to cover up his embarrassment as Tonks promptly replied, without a trace of shame.

"Oh yeah! She gave me this massage that her mum taught her. The best thing I've had in a long time!" she remarked with a beaming smile.

It was true, Harry thought. She looked more relaxed than the last time he had seen her.

His eyes wandered over to Snape but he was certain the thing between him and Hermione was just another misunderstanding. Either way, he didn't dare ask.

 

Harry felt like an idiot as he marched back upstairs, leaving them to their meeting. He guessed it served him right for attempting to eavesdrop.

 As he walked past Ginny's room, he swore he heard her murmur, "Oh, yes. That feels so good, Hermione!"

"Probably talking about shoes or something", Harry muttered to himself as he retreated to his own room, refusing to let his imagination get carried away again.

 

Which was a good thing for Ginny as she was currently splayed naked on her bed, her breasts being kneaded by an equally naked Hermione, their wet cores rubbing against each other.

Ginny's hips bucked closer to the older girl, forcing their nubs to press together and making them both moan from the sensations as they enjoyed each other's company.

If only Harry had known that nothing was ever what it seemed.

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