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A Magic Beyond All We Do Here	By : NormanCharles Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 4225 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter
Seven

Twins, the
Moon and the Star

Mundanes
and Muggles and what constitutes magic

Sinestra
and OMC

Charles and
the Sinestra sisters needed about half an hour to compose themselves before
meeting downstairs in the kitchen.� They sat and had tea, of course. Charles
and Sidra were dressed in matching nightshirts and robes, Selene in the outfit
that he had come to think of as the Sinestra uniform, grey jacket, matching
skirt and white blouse.� He wondered idly if the underpinnings were also alike.

Even though
they weren�t dressed similarly they could have been easily mistaken for each
other.� Mirror twins.� Magical mirror twins, from which the twin clich� was
derived; which meant that if one of them stubbed a toe the other one would say
�ouch,� and if one of them had a series of mind numbing orgasms . . .

�Imagine
the bragging rights Darling; you can honestly say you�ve pleased two women at
the same time.� Sidra smirked.

Selene was
not amused.

�I was
attending a seminar on planetary precession when it started, my heart started
beating like I was running a bloody marathon.� Then a blush runs from the top
of my head over my chest.�� She looked accusingly at Charles �what the bloody
hell were you doing to her that made us do that?�

�I�m . . .�
He started to apologize but she interrupted.

�Then I got
so wet that my knickers were drenched through to my skirt, so now I have this
enormous wet spot on the back of my grey woolen skirt.� I didn�t know what to
think, I apparated to the nearest international floo network and came straight
to Boston, all the while people thought I was having painful cramps, people in
the River Charles International Floo station tried to take me to the healers,
but I had to find you so I apparated to your flat at the Salem Institute, only
to find you�ve been spending all your time tutoring,� she traced
quotation marks in the air �this muggle!� I apparate here to find you joined at
the uglies like nobody�s business.�

Sidra
smiled, �It is nobody�s business!�

�Excuse me
dear sister, but when what you do affects me it bloody well is my
business!�

�You�ll
have to excuse my sister Darling; she hasn�t experienced intimacy since the
sexual revolution in the late 60s, so she�s wound a bit tight.�

�And you�re
not?� Selene retorted.

�Not any
more,� purred Sidra.

Selene
scowled and asked, �and why didn�t you see fit to tell me you were about to
initiate intimacy?�

�Does the
word �spontaneity� mean anything at all to you?� Sidra asked by way of reply.

�Oh
please,� Selene rejoined, �this coming from the girl who practically invented
the day planner!�

�Sweetheart,
Miss Sinestra . . .� Charles began.

�Considering
our level of intimacy you should probably call me Selene.�

�Miss
Sinestra,� he continued, �I honestly didn�t know about you or your connection
to Sidra, but I do apologize for my part in creating what must have been an
especially embarrassing situation for you.� I�m very sorry.�

�Humph,�
she looked sideways at her sister, �at least this one is a gentleman.�

Sidra�s
eyes narrowed.

�Sweetheart,�
he asked, �did you know something like this would happen?�

She scowled
for a moment, then looked down at her teacup and said, �I didn�t think. . .�
then bit her lip, �. . . I�ve never felt, I mean it�s never been. . .�

�Which
spell did you use?� Selene asked.

�Just the
fluid replenishment spell� Sidra answered "and he insisted that I finish
first, and, well, often.�� The last word was whispered in awe.

Selene
looked narrowly at her twin, and then said, �You mean to tell me that he brought
you, me, us, to such a state without any �enhancements� of any kind?�

�You have
no idea,� then seeing her sister�s exasperated expression she corrected
herself, �oh well, perhaps you do.� But he�s not just getting a leg over here,
he made love to me, with kisses and tenderness; with depth of feeling and
gentle caresses and saying exactly the right things at the right time.�

She looked
at him as though seeing him for the first time, �you really do love me!�

�Yes,� he
answered with the air of a professor who finally got a point through to a
particularly dense student, �yes, I do.�

Sidra cried
�Oh Darling!� and launched herself at him, nearly knocking him over in his
chair, and kissed him deeply, putting the promise of greater things to come in
that kiss.

�Oh sweet
Merlin�s beard,� Selene cried, �You�re doing it again!�

Charles
shook his head, looking crestfallen.� �Not if it�s going to be a problem for
you, Selene.��

Sidra
glared at her sister, �now who is being selfish and inconsiderate?��

She stood
and walked over to the counter by the door to retrieve her purse.� She dug
around in it until she found a small crystal bottle, stoppered and sealed with
wax.� She tossed the bottle to Selene.

�Have a
sip,� she invited.

�I have to
get back to Scotland, I�m lecturing later today!�

Sidra
groaned her frustration.�

�Do you
have any idea how hard it is to get any alone time with this man?� she asked.

�All that
careful planning down the drain because you can�t take a nullifying potion!�

You know I
can�t take the potion now, it�ll prevent me from using my own magic, and I
can�t floo or apparate or even lumos my way out of a dark room for hours after
taking this stuff.�

�I guess
driving and operating heavy machinery are out too?� Charles added with a chuckle.�
Funny thing about humor, it only works when people have a common base of
reference; both ladies looked at him as though he had just grown a third eye.�
�Sorry.�

He pondered
a moment and asked, �Sweetheart, would it work if you took the potion instead?�

Both
sisters looked at him in amazement this time.� Normally witches would want to
be able to magically �tweak� their love-making, but Charles was offering to be
responsible for their mutual satisfaction.� The fact that he didn�t realize
this fact made it nonetheless special.

�What?� he
asked.

�You should
think about keeping this one,� Selene said.

�Oh,
definitely a keeper!� Sidra replied, and added, �Give me the bottle sister
dear, then say good day to the nice man, he has work to do!�

Selene stood
and offered her hand, �Mr. Norwood.�

Charles
took it and kissed its back, �Miss Sinestra.�

She stepped
back from both of them then disapparated with a slight popping noise.

There was a
much smaller popping noise as the cork was removed from the container.� Sidra
took a sip, then one more, just to be sure, and grimaced.

�Ugh!� Why
does a potion have to taste bitter?�� She said as she drained her tea and the
remainder of her sisters to wash the taste from her mouth.

�I guess so
you�ll know its working?�

�We have at
least three hours before Amber comes home; I expect to be testing the potions
efficacy for the lion�s share of that time.�

He smiled
and said �C�mere you!�

As she
moved into his embrace she pulled the belt loose from his robe only to discover
he had the same idea at the same time.

�Horny
minds think alike!� he chuckled

�Shouldn�t
that be �great minds� think alike?� she sniggered, their robes falling to the
tile floor, followed quickly by the nightshirts.

Speech soon
became optional as they consummated their love on the kitchen counter, Sidra�s
ankles wrapped around his back, then moved into the living room where she bent
over the loveseat, the family room rug, the downstairs bathroom where she sat
on the throne and deep-throated his staff, the stairs where she stopped halfway
up then bent over crossing her arms three steps up, the upstairs bathroom where
he sat on the throne and she sat on his scepter, the music room rug, and
Amber�s room (but not on her bed, that just seemed wrong), before moving back
to his bedroom.

�It is
magic, she cooed.�

�You make
it so, Sweetheart.�

�I don�t
think I�ll be able to walk out of here tonight.�

�Then
don�t.� Stay the night.�

�Oh I
planned to do that, but I�m going to need some healing charms before I can walk
after all this you randy bastard!�� She sounded stern, but couldn�t pull it off
failing as she was to remove the smirk from her face.

�Wait just
a minute!� she exclaimed after a while, �What you�re doing really is
magic!�

�You don�t
need to flatter me anymore dear . . .�

But she
interrupted him

�Eight
strokes, you alternate between eight strokes shallow and deep, hard and
unbelievably hard.� Don�t you see?� It�s a musical cadence!�

�Eight to
the bar?� He asked, �I never really thought about it, it just felt right�

�This is
important, Darling, it�s a clue to how your magic works.��

�The magic
is in the music, that�s what you told me Love.� He said.

�So there�s
magic in your music and anything that you do that is musical is also magical.�

�You are
a Music Mage, oh darling, you are a wizard after all!�
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