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Hermione groaned as the sun hit her full in the face. Mouth feeling like she had ate a handful of cotton, she grabbed her head as it pulsed and pounded. Feeling nausea in the back of her throat she tried to get up but realized she was pinned down by legs and an arm that was thrown over her. Turning her head, though it made it hurt terribly she looked apprehensively. Sirius. What the hell, she thought.

Removing herself from Sirius' death grip on her, she stumbled to the bathroom as she became violently ill.

Leaning on the bowl, she tried to think back to last night.

"Yes Professor," she remembered saying realizing what indeed would end the game. She understood what the circles of desire had done, teased and tormented the players libidos consuming them with lust. To end their hold on the players and thus ending the game, that desired had to be completely and utterly fulfilled.

He had heard her throaty agreement and he felt his pulse quicken. Damn Black for leading them into this wanton parody. But since he was here he thought, he let his thou shalt not touch the students chastising slide away, enjoying the feel of her in his arms. With one quick movement he sat down with Hermione still wrapped around his waist. His hands free to roam, he caressed her thighs, feeling them trembling under his fingers as he let his hand slide inward. Still kissing her, devouring her mouth with his tongue his fingers found her soft warm folds, feeling her wetness.

She moaned in his mouth as he slid his fingers deep into her velvety slickness as his thumb found her nub and began to tease bringing it to erectness. Her hands left his shoulders and began their own search slipping beneath the waistband of her skirt. The thought of him wearing her skirt almost made her giggle. The urge quickly left her as her hand clasped around his arousal. He was rock hard and as her hand encircled him, she gasped at the feel and size of him, making her center surge.

He had moaned when she had grabbed him and his hand inside her stroked her more rapidly, the juices flowing over his fingers. At first he thought that he would just allow this, to bring each other to the point of climax from the administrations of their hands. He knew that a mutual orgasm no matter how achieved would end the game. But as he felt her moan and begin to nip at his neck he wanted more. He wanted inside her, to feel that velvety softness around him.

Removing his hand she heard her whimper, not wanting him to stop. Still kissing her, he rolled her onto her back, positioning himself above her between her thighs. She grasped at him with her long legs trying to pull him down. Smiling though he knew she could not see it, he enjoyed knowing that she wanted him as much as he did her right now.

He brought his mouth down to her breast to suckle on a nipple their as she writhed beneath him, her hand buried in his hair.

"Please," she moaned. He bit down and heard her intake of breath as she gasped. Pulling away he kissed back to her mouth, still denying the intense pull of her legs.

"What do you want little miss-know-it-all?" he asked silkily between kisses.

"I..I want you," she gasped wiggling beneath him.

"What do you want with me?" he asked trying to keep the chuckle out of his voice. He loved the torment she was in and wished he could see her face.

"I want you inside me now," she moaned and reached up pushing on his back. He kissed her as he positioned himself at her opening teasing her pushing on the warm silk and inching in just barely when...

A chime sounded loudly. "Damn!" he cursed and before Hermione knew what was happening she felt herself lifted to her feet, hands flying buttoning up the shirt.

She stood there on trembling legs, so consumed with lust she thought she would burst, when the circles disappeared. Blinking from the light, she looked around the room.

Remus sat in the floor with Minerva's head in his lap, sleeping peacefully. Apparently she had finally passed out from drinking. Remus caught her eyes, smiled and shrugged his shoulders. Sirrus was sitting in a defensive posture on top of Sybil, who was laying face down. He glared over at Snape, taking in the potions masters' smug face and Hermione's flushed one. Freyda had March sitting in her lap, ruffling his hair fondly as he whispered something in her ear that made her giggle. All eyes turned to the last circle, which had not disappeared. She heard Sirius and Remus chuckle and a moment later the circle disappeared leaving a very smug looking Justin and a smiling Pansy standing there, their faces flushed.

"I do believe the game is over," Remus chuckled as the door to the study flew open. Hermione collapsed on the floor in relief and with a little regret. She felt the exhaustion from too much wine and over-stimulation.

"I guess we can call it a night then," Sirius said getting to his feet. "Remus," he said quickly, "maybe you can help Sybil and Minerva get back to their chambers. It seems Flitwick has already left with Freyda and I think," he grinned at Pansy and Justin who were still holding each other, "these two can find their own way."

"And just where are you going?" Remus asked suspiciously.

"Why to escort Miss Granger to her room, I believe she has had a bit too much to drink," he grinned slyly at Remus who gave him a cautious look.

"Severus can do that," he told Sirius but he saw that the potions master had already departed.

"Sorry old boy but duty calls you know," Sirius said jovially helping Hermione to her feet.

"Sirius," Remus called at his departing back. "Behave."

Hermione barely remembered getting back to her room. Sirius had draped his arm around her shoulders and she realized he was a drunk as she was as they staggered and stumbled through the castle. When they had finally reached the Fat Lady's portrait she turned to Sirius.

"Thank you I do believe I can find my way from here."

"A gentleman escorts a lady to her door and I do believe your room's door is beyond this painting," he laughed as the Fat Lady tutted disapprovingly at them.

Sighing, Hermione led Sirius through the portrait and up the stairs to her small head girl's room. As she stepped into her room a wave of total exhaustion flooded over her and she sank wearily to the bed, not even noticing that Sirius followed her. He knelt down on the bed and captured her mouth. The kiss was soft and gentle and she sighed feeling more tension escape her body. He moved down to kiss her neck and suck on her earlobe. "Hermione," he whispered slurrily the effects of the game and drink pulling at him, " I wanted to come back here with you and ravish you, did you know that?"

She was too tired to protest, though she wanted to point out that though he was totally shag worthy, the handsome git, he was Harry's godfather and that she would feel totally weird about it all. But she was so sleepy and tired she couldn't find the words.

He continued, "but I do believe Remus is right, Harry would not forgive me," he muttered sadly. His heavy weight pressed on her and she waited. When he didn't move she nudged him. "Sirius?" She heard his soft snore and realized he had succumbed to the exhaustion of night, as she was about to do. Thinking no more she drifted into sleep with him draped over her.

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Going to the sink to wash her face and brush her teeth she felt her cheeks flame as she thought. Never had she felt so wicked and wanton and it was shameful in a delicious way. Black and Lupin she thought a little angrily. They had teased her and the others unmercifully and a thought came to her head. What was it that Severus had told her? A sly smile played on her lips as she began forming a plan.

Ruffling her hair and biting on her lips, she moved over to the bed and looked at Sirius. Counting on his head hurting more than hers, she leaned over and spoke rather loudly in his ear. "Wake up darling." He groaned, hands instinctively going to his head to keep it from exploding.

Trying to focus on her, his eyes popped open. Shit! He had remembered wanting to seduce her, to be here in her bed, but he didn't have the slightest memory after walking her up to the portrait. " Hermione," he stammered looking at her flushed face, her lips red and swollen. " Er, morning."

"Now aren't we a being coy this morning," she smiled running a hand up his arm till she reach his chest, allowing her fingers to entwine in the silky hair there. He pulled back a little, looking at her, alarm clear in his face.

"Hermione," he said a little breathless, "I,, we,, er,,,I mean I was too drunk last night, wasn't I?"

"Don't be silly darling," she purred running her fingers up through the thick hair on his chest. "Oh course we did. More than once I may add, though I fought you the first time."

His eyes widened horrified as she continued. "If it hadn't been so wonderful, I would have been extremely mad at you for almost raping me," she said slyly. "After all a girl would like it a little more gentler ,,,"she cast her eyes down shyly, "her first time," she said, allowing a b com come to her cheeks at that small lie.

Oh my god! Sirius thought, he didn't, couldn't have. But hadn't he wanted to? Damn, he couldn't remember.

"Hermione," he said he voice sounding constricted, "I am sorry." More than you know, wishing he could at least remember.

"Nothing to be sorry about luv," she said leaning over to kiss his gently, "Except that for, er, you wouldn't let me,,,"she looked down at her hands, smiling sweetly, "you know, take any precautions, before you pounced."

Sirius paled even more at those words. "How stupid can you be?' he berated himself. "You told me it would be okay, things like that don't happen the first time around," she said, smiling sweetly at him.

Standing up she began getting dressed, noting that he was carefully looking away as she shrugged out of Severus shirt and put on her clothes. " I do believe its time for lunch," she told him, honey still dripping from her mouth as she watched him struggled with his thoughts. "Sirius?"

He looked up at her, his eyes still startled. "Please be a dear and keep this between us." His mouth opened but he didn't say anything. "I mean a girl has to be careful about her reputation you know and being with you just made me feel like a wanton woman," she finished smiling, kissing him sweetly before she left the room.

Sirius sat there dumbfounded. Oh he was so fucked. He groaned and put his face in his hands.

Hermione end thd the dining hall to see Freyda, March and Remus, the sole diners. Remus stood up and offered her a chair. Thanking him, smiling brightly, she sat down and put her napkin in her lap.

"So our number is up to four," Freyda said, her eyes twinkling at Hermione. "It was only Remus and myself this morning." She winked at Hermione and Hermione cast a sly glance at Remus who flushed. Smiling into her cup of coffee, she was honestly glad that Remus had found "company' last night. She had a great fondness for the man but she was still a bit furious about the fiasco last night and was not going to let him off the hook.

"So has anyone seen Black today?" Freyda asked innocently eyeing Hermione.

"I believe he was still entangled in the sheets on my bed when I left," Hermione said smoothly taking a bite of creamed peas. Remus spit out the pumpkin juice he had just drunk. "Excuse me," he said wiping up the splattered liquid with his napkin as Freyda jlauglaughed. She glanced over at Professor Flitwick who was busy with his pudding though his face was a bit flushed.

"Hermione, are you sure you are alright?" Remus asked concerned.

"Just perfect, why would you think otherwise?" she asked slyly, busying herself with her food, not looking at him.

"I mean," he said a little embarrassed, "I know how Sirius is."

"Oh give it a rest," Freyda said snickering. "Hermione's business is just that hers." Hermione looked at her and Freyda raised her glass towards her. Hermione smiled.

"If everyone would excuse me," March stood up, "I do believe a nap is in order, a long nap in fact."

"I do believe you are right," Freyda said standing up and moving to join him. "People our age can't miss too much sleep," she said teasingly.

After they had left, Remus leaned over the table and put his hand on Hermione's. "Are you sure you are okay?" he asked worriedly.

"Oh course, Sirius was a, er, perfect gentleman," she teased, looking shyly at him, allowing a blush reepreep to her cheeks.

Remus sighed. Hennednned on thrashing Sirius once he got him alone. Knowing Sirius' lust, he should have been the one that took Hermione back to her room last night.

Standing up she acted if she was going to leave, then stopped and bent down to whisper in his ear, while her hand moved slowly around the back of his neck, teasing the long hair there. "You know that it would have been much more pleasant if it had been you rather than Sirius. Though you wouldn't have been so forceful, taking me against my will, I still imagined it was your face your body there, ravishing me," she said keeping her voice husky and blowing in his ear. She felt him stiffen and when she stood up she saw faceface had turned a brilliant shade of red. Smiling triumphantly she left the dining hall.

Forget the thrashing, he was going to kill Sirius.

Hermione stayed in the Gryffindor tower the rest of the afternoon. After taking a long bubble bath, she absentmindedly tried working on homework, though her mind kept wondering back to last night. Had she went to dinner she would have witnessed the result of her conversation with the two ex-marauders.

Pansy, Justin, Minerva and Snape had finally made their first appearance of the day. Severus was in a dark mood and no one dared asked how he was feeling as he sat down.
Pansy Jus Justin sat next to each other, sneaking little glances at each other and accidentally touching the other's hand as they passed things around, giggling softly when this happened.

"Oh for Merlin's sake!" Severus snapped at the two. " Get a room or eat in a civilized manner," he growled. Blushing the two turned their attention towards their food.

"Severus," Minerva growled back holding her head. She was angry with Snape for not giving her a hangover cure this morning. He had told her that she should know better than to act the way she did last night and had slammed the door in her face. Her only solace was the thought of strangling Albus when he got back.

Halfway through dinner, the door opened and Lupin and Black came into the room. Everyone looked at them wide eyed as the two sat down. Remus' shirt was torn and a livid bruise was forming on his jaw. His eyes were blazing and when he reached for the pumpkin juice they noticed his bloody knuckles. Sirius looked worse. His nose looked like it had been broken and there was blood on his shirt, which also was torn. His right eye was half swollen and starting to turn black.

"For heavens sake," Minerva snapped at them. "What's the meaning of coming in here looking like,,,,," .but didndidn't finish, everyone turning in amazement to look at the surly potions master. He was laughing his bloody head off.

Damn, Hermione sat up in looking at the clock on the table. 1am. She couldn't sleep. The adrenaline still flowed through her body from the previous night. Aroused beyond belief from the memories of all that had transpired, she had to relieve her self not once but twice already, though it was a poor substitute for having a lover.

Not that she had her share of lovemaking; there had only been Viktor during her fifth summer and a young dentist who interned for her father this past summer, who had shown her that Vikor definitely didn't know what he was doing. While at school, sex had never really crossed her mind. School was for studying and she found that more exciting until last night. Being in the arms of three virile men had been too much for her. Her libido had kicked into over drive.

Getting up she dressed quickly, slipping on a pair of black heels and threw her cloak around her shoulders.

Her heels made clicking noises as she walked briskly through the deserted dark halls. Mind cloudy, she was almost unaware of where her steps were taking her until she found herself outside a door. She stared at it mesmerized and screwing up her courage rapped loudly.
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