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How's a Girl Supposed to Decide?	By : shelia Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 18500 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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AN/ I wrote this smutty little fiction several months ago (of course now it is AU but aren't all fanfics?) I had not planned to ever put it up (sort of embarrassed) but now I look and think why not? It is a pure PWP and just a naughty little romp. Enjoy. Don't own them.

How’s A Girl Suppose to Decide?

Sitting comfortably on the overstuffed sofa, Hermione felt drained from her sunbathing today. She was wearing a loose sundress and had not bothered to wear a bra, due to her sunburned shoulders. It really didn’t matter she thought, as the boys were gone and she felt comfortable enough around Remus and Sirius to be so causal.

Remus now lay sprawled on the rug in front of the unlit fireplace flipping through Witch Weekly, dressed in jeans and a blue t-shirt.

‘Drinks.’ Sirius announced, handing her and Remus a chilled glass of lemonade.

‘Thanks.’ Sipping the cold drink she grimaced. Leave it to Sirius. He had laced it with hard liquor, quite a lot she thought, as she felt her throat burn.

It was the first spring break the gang, as she thought of her friends, had not spent with family or at Hogwarts. Since Voldemort’s downfall the previous year, Hermione’s sixth, everyone had been more relaxed and security on Harry had eased up allowing them to spend their spring holiday wherever they had wanted.

Ron, Harry, Ginny and Hermione had been invited to spend their break with Remus and Sirius. Sirius had rented a small cabin in a secluded mountain region. They were steps to a large, clear lake and the days had been spent swimming, boating and just enjoying life.

Arthur Weasley had owled Ron earlier in the week inviting them to a charity Quidditch game, featuring Ron’s favorite team, the Chuddley Cannons. Remus and Sirius had declined the offer but encouraged the others to go.

Hermione had not really been interested in going and after a rather nasty spat with Ron, she had decided to stay behind when Arthur had flooed in to collect the others early this morning. They would be back late tomorrow night and Hermione had enjoyed the day in quiet solitude, lounging in the sun.

Sirius and Remus had gone hiking and had returned to find her asleep and turning a lovely shade of red, teasing her as they commented on her attempt to turn into a Weasley the hard way.

Sirius was lounging in an armchair, his long lean legs draped over the arm. His raven hair had grown long, down to his waist and he often wore it pulled back in a ponytail. He had a nice healthy tan and his shirt was unbuttoned, hanging off his shoulders. Hermione admired the view of the thick dark hair that covered his lean muscles.

Remus looked healthier now that he had a steady job and his best friend had been acquitted of all charges. He too sported a nice tan and his shoulder length light brown hair now how golden highlights from the hours spent in the sun. At 5’10 he was a good five inches shorter than Sirius, who was long and lean. Both men were very good looking and she giggled as she thought of this. How many women would love to be in her shoes right now, alone in a cabin, in the middle of nowhere, with two handsome men.

‘Mind letting us in on the joke?’ Remus asked smiling.

‘No,’ she said, giggling again, feeling the effects of the alcohol already. Must be because I haven’t eaten since breakfast she thought.

Sirius shot Remus a look. ‘Sounds like a challenge to me.’

‘Think so Padfoot?’

The two men approached her menacingly, their grins contagious.

‘Help!’ She laughed, trying to get up off the sofa that seemed determine to keep her sitting.

‘The lady needs help Moony.’

‘Right Padfoot. We better give it to her.’

Remus grabbed her shoulders as Sirius grabbed her feet, lifting her off the sofa and laying her on the floor. She couldn’t quit giggling.

‘What do you think?’ Sirius asked. ‘Her feet or ribs?’

‘I shall start here, you try down there,’ Remus instructed as they both began tickling her.

‘Stop it,’ she protested, laughing till tears ran down her face. ‘If you don’t I think I shall wet myself.’

‘Hmm,’ said Remus. ‘Think we should?’

‘Hell no,’ Sirius retorted, tickling her with abandon.

‘Please’’She was gasping, her sides starting to ache with the pressure of her laughter.

‘Tell us what you were giggling about,’ Remus demanded laughing also.

‘Okay, okay. Just let me go to the loo first.’

‘What do you think Moony?’

‘I think she has suffered long enough,’ Remus said, stopping the tickling. They let her up and she hurried to the bathroom, a grin on her face.

‘Alright,’ said Sirius as she came back into the room, ‘tell us what was so amusing.’

‘I swear,’ she said, grinning, ‘You act more like Ron and Harry. I was just thinking that a lot of women would love to be stuck here with you two, but I think I will change my mind now.’

‘And why would many women love to be stuck here with us?’ Remus asked smiling, though she saw an odd look cross his features.

‘Sheesh, I mean you and Sirius, you are easy on the eyes.’

Sirius grinned at her. ‘Seems someone might be regretting not going with her boyfriend. Starting to get hard up looking at old men.’

‘No,’ she said quickly, feeling guilty. ‘I am glad for some time away from Ron.’ She saw they were both looking curiously at her. ‘Oh for heavens sake,’ she said exasperated. ‘I like Ron, but he is always wanting to kiss and pet and well,’she blushed, ‘I don’t feel very enthusiastic about it.’

‘I see,’ Sirius said sympathetically.

Remus studied her a moment. ‘Do you think that it may be because Ron is not right for you and that is why you are not enthusiastic about snogging with him?’

Hermione’s face flushed hotter. ‘No, I think its me,’ she said quietly. ‘I mean Ron is not the first boy’ I felt like, well’ that all that, you know, is just a waste of time, no sparks, no yearning. I am being to wonder if there is something wrong with me. I mean even Ginny tells me of the fireworks she has every time she’s with Harry— Oh!’

Sirius eyes twinkled at her. ‘Don’t be embarrassed. Remus and I aren’t old prudes.’

‘Not in the least bit,’ Remus agreed. ‘But I am still curious to why you think there is something wrong with you.’

‘Well,’ Hermione was avoiding looking at them. ‘Like I said, Ginny told me that Harry definitely lit a fire in her and well… last term they had a fight and… me and Harry sorta comforted each other a bit, not that we got carried away. I saw nothing to get carried away for.’

Sirius looked at her kindly. ‘Perhaps Hermione, it’s just you need a different kind of person. Maybe boys aren’t your forte.’

‘Oh no,’ she said quickly. ‘Believe me I thought about that, but when I imagined being with a girl, even one as pretty as Pavarti, I felt ill. Not that if that’s your thing’ I wouldn’t be quirked about it,’ she added hastily. She and the others were still unsure on Remus’ and Sirius’ relationship.

Remus chuckled knowing what she was thinking. ‘Trust me Hermione you are offending no one in this room.’

‘Oh, right then,’ she said blushing.

Remus looked at Sirius who nodded. He turned his eyes to her, staring at her intently. ‘Would you like to find out if there is something wrong with you?’ Remus asked quietly.

It took her a moment to register what he was saying. Her mouth gaped slightly.

Sirius laughed. ‘Do not fear, Hermione. Remus was only suggesting that perhaps you could try kissing one of us, you know, just to see if someone with more experience might spark your interest.’

She closed her mouth and smiled. Kissing either of them would definitely be an experience she didn’t want to pass by. But how to choose?

Remus chuckled guessing her thoughts. ‘We will be fair Sirius. Let her try us both since we are very different creatures,’ he teased.

Sirius stood up offering her his hand. ‘Shall we then?’

‘Of course. I cant resist a experiment,’ she laughed neverously.

Sirius smiled warmly at her as he took her face in his large hands. Lowering his mouth he pressed it firmly on hers. His lips were warm and gentle pressing on hers. His tongue flicked out run over her lower lip, then across her top lip before parting them gently and entering her mouth.

His tongue explored her mouth as hers began to dance against his. Hermione felt tingles start at the base of her neck and shoot all the way down to her toes. She moved closer to him and his hands left her face to snake around her waist pulling her closer. His kiss became more intense, demanding to know every inch of her mouth. She hesitantly snaked her tongue into his, exploring as he had, and she heard him moan softly. His hand moved lower to graze gently over her buttocks.

When she had removed her tongue from his mouth, he took her lower lip in his mouth and sucked on it slowly. Hermione was startled when she felt another pair of lips brush her shoulder as she felt a hand pull her hair away from her neck.

She shuddered as she felt Remus press his lips to the hollow of her neck, leisurely sucking on a most sensitive spot there. Her knees grew weak as Sirius’ tongue invaded her mouth once more. Remus hands were caressing her shoulders as he kissed his way across the back of them. She moaned.

‘My turn Sirius,’ she heard Remus say. Sirius kissed her once more before pulling away. She looked at his smiling face through half closed eyes as he put his hands on her shoulders and turned her around.

Remus looked at her with smoky eyes and a very wolfish grin. ‘Seems I am in for a bit of a challenge to outdo Sirius,’ he teased as he pulled her close, claiming her mouth.

Sirius kisses had been gentle, explorative. Remus’ were driven. His lips seared on hers as they bruised. As he opened her mouth, she felt as if she was being ravaged from his exploration, though she didn’t mind, as she felt a fire start in her stomach, moving downward. She gasped at the sensations running through her body.

Remus stopped his kiss for a moment and she shuddered as she looked into his eyes. They seemed predatory. He continued biting on her lips gently before he claimed the deepest recess of her mouth once more. His hands twisted in her hair bringing her face closer than she thought possible as her hips pressed tightly against his.

Hermione felt large hands encircle her, though she wondered how they found room since she was pressed so tightly against Remus. She leaned back against Sirius as his hands moved up to the swell of her breasts and she shivered as she felt him stroke their sides.

If she had not been leaning against Sirius, she knew she would collapse as the desire swept through her body. Remus left her lips to kiss his way down her neck, nipping her hard as he sucked. A loud moan escaped her lips and he pulled away smiling at her.

‘Well,’ he said, his voice husky. ‘I do believe you do not have to worry about not having a reaction to proper snogging,’ he teased.

‘Most definitely,’ Sirius laughed, still holding her, his hands on her breasts.

‘I think she’s had enough Padfoot old boy,’ Remus said, kissing her gently before moving away.

She thought she heard Sirius softly say ‘too bad’, as he too released his hold on her. Hermione sat down on the sofa shakily, keenly aware of the moisture flooding between her thighs. The two men sat down, one on either side of her causing the sofa to rise up in the middle were she sat.

Well," said Sirius. She looked at him as he gave her an innocent look. ‘Which one of us?’

‘What?’

Remus laughed. ‘What my tactless friend is asking is, which one of us kisses better? If I were you, I would answer Sirius, for he is unbearable when he pouts.’

Hermione glanced at Remus as if to ask ‘are you sure you to aren’t an item’?

‘Now be fair Remus, you have your own tempers too.’

Hermione giggled. ‘I swear, you two. I think Ron and Harry are more mature.’

‘But can they snog you like we just did?’ Sirius asked, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

She blushed.

Remus chuckled, grabbing her hand and holding it. ‘Answer his question Hermione, or none of us will get any rest tonight.’

‘No fair,’ Sirius protested as he claimed her other hand.

She laughed. Thinking a moment she answered coyly. ‘I think it is a draw. It would take more experimentation to draw further conclusions,’ she teased and then gasped as she realized what she had just said.

‘Oh, another challenge I do believe,’ Sirius chortled, knowing she hadn’t intended it to sound so suggestive.

Remus looked at her. His face was guarded. ‘Afraid not Padfoot,’ he said softly. ‘I for one would take the challenge a bit further than she is expecting.’ Hermione drew a sharp intake of breath at the implication of his words and the lust she saw in his eyes.

‘Remus,’ Sirius said accusingly.

‘No, it’s alright,’ Hermione said, wondering if it was really her talking. If she wanted to experiment to see what all the giggling and glances all the girls in the dorm always had when talking about their latest shagging fest with their boyfriends was all about, what better way?’

‘I think I accept the challenge.’

It was her turn to hear Sirius’ intake of breath, as she still held Remus’ gaze. He smiled slyly at her.

Sirius put his hand on her cheek, turning her to face him. She saw his eyes were smoky and bright also.

‘Hermione, do know what you are saying?’

‘Yes,’ she said, grinning at him.

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