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Show me how to....	By : Sherlocked1971 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 42013 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Harry Potter canon. I make no money. I write for my own pleasure.

Chapter List
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Thanks to Eclectic Pet, betaing two chapters in a small amount of time.
Tahnk you readers for rating the story.

Rose walked into the aurors office; she'd donned a black woollen sweater and black cargo trousers. Yes yesterday's pants, when she closed her eyes she could smell him on the fabric. She had retrieved her black leather boots and her black woollen beanie, her red curls flowing down her back.
"Hey, cuz!" James said as he approached her, planting a kiss on her forehead. "Ready for our meeting?"
"Yup, let's do it!" Rose said firmly. She loved it here, the office excited her, and it would always kick off from here, landing her into roller coasters of action and fear. She needed the thrill of it all. She'd first started as a rookie patrolling Diagon Alley, then into Muggle London before she went into special training. The thrill, not knowing what lay ahead, the anticipation, it filled her with joy.
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James and Rose were briefed on their assignment; they headed into Nottingham Forrest in search of their culprits.

Rose sat squatted behind a large tree, it was dark, the moon was half, shedding ample light on the forest below. Rose had sat here for Merlin knew how long. James was checking out a small cottage further along, she and her fellow auror buddies keeping a watch out for suspicious movements. Rumour had it some illegal magic was practiced; Muggles had reported unusual activity in the woods. They were too scared to venture out this way.
Rose and her squad had been looking into the sightings, camping out in the woods two consecutive days. They'd set up a large tent, had cast a disillusionment charm and powerful wards around it. Rose was a pro at casting protective wards. Rose and James shared a sleeping compartment. Rose had pulled her sleeping bag snug around her body, James was in the bunk opposite her, Rose couldn't catch any sleep she was too hyped.
"So, you have a new boyfriend then?" James asked he could hear she wasn't asleep yet. They always talked when in their bunks.
"Mwaw, not labelling him as boyfriend yet!" Rose answered. Scorpius face floating in her brain, she could almost feel him.
"But you had sex?"
"Mwaw, not...” Rose began.
"Labelling it as sex yet! Huh!" James smugly finished the sentence for her. They always goofed around.
"But did he get you off then?"
"James!" She smirked, thinking of the blonde not quite her boyfriend yet.
"Oh all right, he did then?"
"Yeah!" Rose answered; she had to stifle her laughter. James could be so funny sometimes. He always treated her as one of the guys. "Good night cuz!" Rose turned around facing the canvas. Grinning from ear to ear.
"Did you at least get him off?"
"Good night James... Hell yeah I did!"
"Hand or mouth?" 'Thump' a pillow landed on his head. "Ouch Rose, that hurt girl!" He threw it back; Rose had only the one, and she'd be wake up cranky if she slept without it.
"Thanks James, good night!" Rose smiled; James always had a knack of setting her mind into resting mode.
And by mouth it was, she wasn't sharing this kind of info with James, she had some dignity left. When she had sprung Scorpius member free, she'd been shocked to the core, it tingled thinking about said member. It had been huge, in width and length. Her hand didn't fit around it, she'd told herself she would go down on him whatever size it was. She'd licked his purplish tip first, the pre-cum was salty, but nothing she couldn't deal with, she had stimulated him, rubbing his shaft with her hands. He had made no sound, she didn't know if he liked what she did or not. Then she swallowed as much as she could handle, she bobbed her head around his dick lazily. Scorpius had taken over at some point pushing himself deeper into her mouth; she had to control airflow by her nose. He'd fucked her face with more pace resulting in pounding into her; he'd called her a fucking whore for obviously liking giving head. She'd liked it, the word whore had made her feel so wicked, and his eyes had looked menacing as he lifted himself from the sofa. His hands fisted in her curls. When he had came, he spurted copious amounts of his semen into the back of her throat. He'd grunted, uttering some more profanities, Rose had felt so hot when he cursed at her, she turned out to be a deviant. His spunk had been delicious and she wanted more.
Rose lay in her bed reminiscing about the events some nights ago, Scorpius had left with the promise of seeing her when she got back. He'd showered her with compliments about her excellent blowjob; he had said she was a nice little kitten.

James was not to know about this, he'd be angry with Scorpius for calling her whore and slut. Thinking back made her feel like a wanton slut, she secretly enjoyed it.
She'd liked it, thinking about it made her blush and her core tingle. She could still feel his tongue against her intimate flesh. Now she sat squatted behind a tree, she heard James familiar owl hoot, signalling the crew to come closer. The perimeter around the house was clear; she heard another sound, a fox call, telling her to be wary, one of the other members must have seen something suspicious. As Rose crept closer all hell broke loose, green flashes erupted from inside, wizards bolting from the house trying to get out, she heard the unforgivable cast by James, stunning spells and as one of the assailants neared her, sending her a slashing curse "Sercum Septra", a gash formed on her jaw and shoulder. Rose had matched it with a Pertificus Totalus; the wizard halted and fell down like a cement block. The other one had been hit with a strong bounding charm.

The woodlands went quiet again, as hectic as it had been mere moments ago. Rose breath heaved with excitement, she'd done it again, she swept what she thought was sweat from her face, discovering her hands were red. Blood, hers, "shite, the bastard hit me!" She exclaimed. In the face none the less. She'd never cared for it before, but she knew Malfoy liked beautiful woman, it made her anxious about her looks now.
"Rose are you all right?" James made his way over to her; he caught the blood covering her jaw and shoulder. "Fuck, Rose, let's stop that bleeding!" He sighed as he held his wand close to her face. "Vulnera Sanentur", clearing the blood from her face and shoulder, the flesh pulling tight again, leaving a nasty red rash on her jaw and shoulder. "You need to get to St. Mungo's as soon as possible they'll have to apply Dittany; here take the port key to the hospital! We'll take care of the house and these two!" James ordered her giving her a Coke canister which was the port key, Rose held it and was swirled out of the woods.
Rose landed in familiar surroundings; she'd been here more often than she cared to admit.
"Hey Rose, what...” Lily Potter didn't finish her sentence as she laid eyes on Rose's wounds and pale complexion. Catching her before her redheaded cousin swayed to the ground. Several Medi witches and wizards rushed over, placing her on a gurney. Rose heard some distant voices saying she must have suffered internal bleeding. Her shoulder wasn't the only place she'd been hit.
Rose drifted off into a deep slumber, held there by the attending healer; he had performed several healing charms and blood replenishing spells. Rose had been kept asleep, help her body to recover. It was common practice; sometimes a patient would fight the staff, keeping her asleep preventing her from struggling.
"Eh, Red!" Rose fluttered her thick eyelashes open, a blurry faced stared into her green emeralds. "Eh, sleepyhead!" The voice smirked; she could hear it was smirking. James always smirked when he called her Red.
"Hi...." Her voice croaked. "Water?" She felt absolutely parched.
"Here! Red." James offered her a straw, so she could sip, which she gladly did.
"How long...?”
"Where you out?!" James finished her sentence, she sighed as a nauseating headache washed over her.
"Five days, but your body has fully recovered, you need to eat and you can leave, a few more days of rest and you're as good as gold!"
Rose touched her jaw; she felt a stinging pain shoot through her skull. Sercum Septra was a nasty spell, leaving traces in her skin to be felt for times to come. "How bad is it? Don't spare me I need to know...!" Rose voice croaked.
James traced the reddish line down her jaw and shoulder towards her collarbone.

"Not so bad, really, you're still beautiful, really.... It looks sexy; a woman with scars, your new-not- really-boyfriend will still think you're beautiful." He relayed, he saw the worried look in her eyes. She must really like the bloke to be so worried. Maybe said bloke only liked her for her beauty. If so, he would have to deal with a furious Potter. She was so much more than a pretty face and body.
"Oh, hello, we're up then?" A cheerful face attached to a white coat, beamed at Rose. Healer Kendrick, she recognised him from previous visits.
"Miss Weasley, how are we feeling?" He was too cheerful, he always did that, talk in third person, and Rose hated that.
"You have graced us with a longer stay this time, now didn't we?" He walked over to her, his wand before her eyes as he peered at her iris and pupils. "Hhhhmmm, yes, those look all right." He stated he pulled her covers down revealing a bare stomach with a rosy scar clear across her abdomen. "Aaaah, yes, there! Yup all in working order! Now Missy, please keep yourself safe, your abdomen has healed nicely, no permanent damage, we even managed to keep your reproductive system in working order! Touch and go, but still you should have no trouble conceiving!" Healer Kendrick covered her bare abdomen with the blankets. "The curse has also touched your left breast, but it's only a nip a few fingers below your areola, we managed to repair it beautifully I might add myself. It should heal nicely but it can be sore, so don't go wearing too tight bras.” Rose looked at him with a dumbstruck face, her breast had been scarred as well; it almost felt too much!

Healer Kendrick caught the horror on Rose face. "It’s not more than a pink line on your flesh, please don't worry, your nerve endings are still intact!"

"Eat some, a good night’s rest and we're fine to go! Questions? No. Then please don't drop in here any time soon! Miss Weasley! Mr Potter!" And off he was. The lanky mousy haired young healer left the room, leaving Rose and James with puzzled looks plastered across their faces.
"Uh, uh ...” Rose spluttered.
"One weird dude!" James replied a dumbstruck as Rose.

"Never saw that wound on your abdomen or breast, I healed your face and shoulder but he must've cut your abdomen without tearing your clothes, must remember that! Haven't seen that before!" James squinted his eyes, trying to picture Rose in the woods, he'd missed this wound completely, usually regarding that spell it tore through clothes as well, she could have bled out if he hadn't given her the port key and let her get checked over. A nasty feeling creeped over him, the spell had been altered. He leaned over Rose pressed a kiss on her forehead and mumbled something about her taking care, he had something too look into. As he left, he nearly walked into his baby sister, who was training to become a healer. “Bye sis, need to dash!" Lily was closely followed by Hermione.
"Hello sweetie!" Pressing a kiss on her forehead as Hermione sat next to her daughter on the bed. "I don't get it Rose, you're smart, funny and pretty, why would you be running around the woods, getting sliced like this? It's not like there's a war going on. You could be working a nice little desk job at the ministry," her mother stroked her curls. "Hmmm, you'll kill your old mother behaving like this dear!"
"Mum, stop this, I like my job, it's exciting, I love the thrill of it all you of all people should understand!" Rose huffed. They had this conversation before, she loved her mother dearly but she wanted Rose to act like a good little girl. Her mother was as square as they would come. Her demeanour and attire screamed dull, dull, dull her cream blouse buttoned up to her neck, tweed knee-length pencil skirt, creamy stockings, only thing Rose actually liked in her mother’s attire were her nude stiletto's. And maybe her thin anklet chain a small weasel dangling from it. Her mother explained her father had been called that name whilst at Hogwarts. Her father had given her the anklet when they were dating; he'd jokingly said she belonged to the weasel. Ron was such a dear to her mother he loved her very much. Rose knew that but besides that, they were a dull couple.
"Now, Rose please rest and eat, I've brought you a bag with some fresh clothes when you're ready to leave tomorrow, do you want me to come and take you?" She asked.
Rose shook her head, "No mum, I'll be fine!"
"Oh Rose, you mumbled in your sleep! What is Scorpius to you?" She asked just as she reached the door.
"Uhm, just someone I'm seeing mum.... Uh, no one important...." Rose turned a nice shade of red. Luckily, her mother didn't turn around.
"Oh, that’s nice dear! Bring him round someday..."
"Please mum don't tell dad, it's just early days and all!" Rose begged her.
Hermione had a devilish smirk on her lips Rose couldn't see it. "Of course dear, it’ll be our little secret, hmmm, now rest!"
Rose leaned back on her pillows; yes, rest would be fine for now. She hoped she'd see Scorpius soon; somehow, her body ached for his touch.

oh and Eclectic Pet you are so right about Hermione.
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