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On a Night Like This	By : Luxy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2050 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Thirteen: On a Night Like This

The other members of the Order followed Bella�s lead and
went off to their rooms with those they wanted to spend their last hour with.

Harry and Ginny sat quietly on his bed. She leaned her head
on his shoulder, tears dripping down her face. They both knew what was on her
mind. Harry would have to kill Voldemort tonight. He
would have to kill or be killed, though he hadn�t really considered the second
option.

Certainly he had given thought to dying in battle but
nowhere in his mind did he allow himself to think that Voldemort
himself might kill him. It was too terrible to imagine, the dark lord
triumphing.

He was so immersed in thought that he hardly noticed Ginny
pushing him down on the bed, a stray tear landing on his belt. He came to his
senses as she unbuckled his belt and began to unzip his pants.

�Exactly what are you doing?� he asked incredulously. Ginny
looked at him dumbly. �I am removing your pants, obviously. You won�t be needed
them.� He let her continue, recalling that this, their first time, could also
be their very last time.

Satisfactorily de-pantsed, he
pulled Ginny�s t-shirt over her head, stifling a gasp when he noticed her lack of
underclothing. He admired her pale, freckled body, though much of it was
obscured by her volumes of auburn hair.

She kissed his chest gently, savoring the slightly salty
taste.

Walking by Harry�s room several minutes later, Hermione
heard moaning and what she was fairly sure was the sound of a lamp breaking.
Smiling to herself she cast a silencing spell before proceeding to Sirius�s
room, where she cast another spell of her own.

She removed her clothing as she walked in the door, her mind
on Sirius. Their relationship had progressed quickly, meaning within a week she
had both slept with him and fallen in love. After their first teary kiss she
had never given Severus a second thought.

Now fully naked she fell into Sirius�s equally bare arms.
She licked a trail from his nose to his navel, giving it a small nip before
continuing down. She slowly swirled her tongue around the underside of his
cock. She continued her ministrations until she heard her favorite noise from
him: a bark.

In Draco�s room he and his father were having a decidedly
less arousing encounter than their friends. Lucius
was patting his son�s hair gently, whispering to him that it would be okay. He
was terrified on the inside. He knew that there was no way it would be okay; as
soon as the dark lord learned of their treachery he would do everything in his
power to kill them. It would be a miracle if they survived, though he fully
intended to give his life to protect his son, even if it meant throwing himself
bodily in front of him.

His family had been his life and with Narcissa
gone his whole world virtually revolved around Draco. He was encouraged when
Draco looked up at him and told him not to worry. Draco always knew what to
say. Their family had broken with the Malfoy
tradition of cold, heartless bastards. Obviously they were still cold,
heartless bastards publicly. The world would be shocked to find out how loving
they really were.

He kissed Draco�s blond hair and hugged him affectionately.
�I am going to see Bella and Severus. I suggest that you go visit your friends,
though if you wish me to stay I can.� Draco shook his head slowly and made his
way out the door.

He knew two thirds of the golden trio would be fully occupied
with carnal pleasures but he was fairly certain that he knew where Ron would
be.

Draco walked into his room, his suspicions confirmed. Ron
was lying across his bed, flipping through a Chudley
Cannons magazine.

�Is this really how you want to spend what is potentially
your last hour of freedom? Though granted your existence was a rather pathetic
one�� he trailed off as he sat on the bed next to him.

�Shut up you bloody wanker. I love
the Cannons, why shouldn�t I read about them,� Ron fired off as Draco laughed
at him.

�You are reading a magazine. Your know-it-all friend is with
Sirius Black, formerly a resident of Azkaban. You sister is currently getting
fucked by your best friend, the boy-who-lived. I�m sure your parents are doing
it and I am willing to bet that even your witless brothers are doing something
more worthwhile than reading a magazine.�

Ron looked at him angrily. �Is it really necessary that you
be such a git? Honestly, it�s bad enough that I am
alone; I certainly don�t need you to rub it in.�

He gazed at his magazine before throwing it across the room.
Suddenly he looked back up at Draco, renewed. �You aren�t with anyone. All you
have is your sorry excuse for a father. You are just as alone as I am.�

�Technically, neither of us are
alone. We are here together.� He smirked at Ron, who muttered something like
�shut up, ferret,� but he could have been mistaken.

He was still muttering when Draco knocked him back against
the headboard, kissing him while ripping his shirt open, sending buttons flying
everywhere.

Down in the dungeons, Severus and Bella were the only ones
taking their time. They had faced death many times before this and neither
expected to live this time.

Bella had put a record on, placing the needle to play her
favorite song. Severus had never understood her fascination with music. It was
amazing she even knew the muggle world existed, her
father had kept her under lock and key for most of her early life. When she
turned fifteen she moved to London
and lived without magic for a few years. Tom was taking care of business
abroad, beginning to become Voldemort. He still
wished to keep it from her, later he decided she was essential to the cause and
called for her to join him.

The words drifted through the air as she walked toward him,
waggling her hips suggestively.

On a night like this

So glad you've come to stay

She kissed him passionately, the lust in her eyes making
them appear as black as Severus�s. He licked her nose, making her giggle.

Hold on to me, pretty miss

Say you'll never go away to stray

She slowly straddled him, taking care to �accidentally�
brush his cock several times before settling in just above on his stomach. He
glared at her, gently running his hands down her sides.

Run your fingers down my spine

Bring me a touch of bliss

Bella moved suddenly, taking in his cock and making him gasp
with surprise and pleasure. She moved slowly, wriggling a bit before
establishing a rhythm.

It sure feels right

On a night like this

He was glad to be here with her, here at what could be the
end. He laced her fingers in his and admired the ring on her left hand. It was
small and silver, made to look like a stalk of bamboo. He had charmed it for
her so she wouldn�t be able to feel it. Bella had wanted it so badly when she
saw it, he could hardly refuse her. The charm took care of the pesky detail
that she couldn�t stand to wear rings. He loved her completely. Some would say
they had a rather strange relationship; he would have it no other way.

Lucius Malfoy
entered the dungeon bedroom and admired the sight before him. Voldemort�s daughter was riding his oldest friend who was
currently sporting a face splitting grin. He could see the line of her back
down to the swell of her ass and along her legs, which were braced inside
Severus�s for support. She had a lovely ass, ample and with a curious muggle tattoo on the right cheek. He had thought it odd the
first time he saw it but found it more beautiful with each successive viewing.

Bella looked over her shoulder at him as he approached.

�You know the rules, Lucius. I
daresay you had them in mind when you came.� She smiled and pulled him onto the
bed as he gave her his most dazzling Malfoy smile.
She removed herself from Severus, or technically removed him from her, and sat
facing her two favorite men.

�I imagine that we shall die tonight.� There was not
question in her tone, it was a simple statement. They did not protest. �I am
honored to have spent my life in the company of two such fine men. The dark
lord will fall tonight, we will make certain of that. Tomorrow we will no
longer have to hide.�

She smiled at them, imagining her husband and close friend
receiving the Order of Merlin for their service. Her whole life had been lived
in secret, it bothered her not. She just wanted them to be recognized for their
contributions to the side of the Light. Plenty of information had come from her
of course, but she knew her parentage would stand against her forever. As long
as she had Severus it didn�t matter.

Severus reached for his friend�s shirt while Bella took care
of his pants. Lucius smiled to himself. Tonight was
going to be hell but at least he would have this last bit of happiness.

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The Order assembled in the living room, preparing to begin
their night.

All those going to the ball were in costume. They waited for
the Deatheaters to go to Voldemort.
Bella descended the stairs alone, giggling.

Ron heard her whisper something incomprehensible to herself.
Harry understood her however, and was still confused.

�Who needs to stop tickling you? And I didn�t know you were
a parselmouth.� She smiled at him, impressed. �Of
course I am, my father passed the trait to myself and
apparently to you also. And as to your other question�� She giggled again and
twitched to her left.

A black puff adder snaked its head out of her skirt and
another, this one white and near-translucent poked its head out her left
sleeve. �This way I won�t lose them, all I am missing is Draco.�

Hermione frowned, �I assume none of them are registered animagi?
Those laws are for safety! Honestly, what good are laws if no one follows
them?� Bella laughed. �We wouldn�t be very effective spies if everyone knew
what we were, would we?�

She looked thoughtful for a moment. �They must be very
accomplished animagus if they can communicate with
you in their animal form. That takes great skill and practice.�

Bella smiled and nodded her head. �This is true. We can
tutor you if you wish, after this is all over. You know enough about it that it
should be easy. You should start thinking about what form you will take. Mostly
it just happens, similar to the sorting of houses at Hogwarts. Your own wishes
do have some effect. I imagine that you will be especially impressed with my
form, unregistered status notwithstanding. It should be important it in battle,
so don�t be alarmed if you see any animals about.�

Just then Draco and Ron came down the stairs to stand by
her. They were smiling at each other strangely. Draco whispered something in
his companion�s ear that made him blush red, even more so than usual. Ron
quickly turned around and zipped his pants up.

�Come along, Draco. I must meet with Voldemort.�
Draco frowned and said, �Fine, but no one laughs!� He walked toward her and
turned into a small white ferret who gave the Order his best ferrety scowl
before jumping into her right sleeve.

Bella tucked the stoppered potion
bottle that Minerva handed her into her robes and stood before the Order. She
took deep breath and wished them luck before whisking out the door and apparating away.

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On a night like this is a Bob Dylan song.

And the rules Bella mentions, I always threaten my friends
that if they walk in on my boyfriend and I they have to join us. Those are my
rules but so far I haven�t needed to enforce them� :)
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