Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

In For A Penny, In For A Pound	By : SiriusLives689 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 11482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Contains Sexual Content that will get explicit. I do not own Harry Potter or anyone/thing in the Potter-verse, nor am I now or ever making a profit. Reviews are always welcome. Please remember this is a story, and it unravels in time.

Chapter List
- 6
- 7
- 8
IFAP, IFAP

Chapter Seven

Willow awoke bright and early, dressed and went downstairs where Mrs. Weasley was busy making breakfast. Wanting to help, she opened the cupboards and starting gathering plates. She took them to the dining room table where she placed them and summoned forks, spoons and knives along with napkins and had them making themselves while she gathered cups. Brewed some tea and coffee, sent it to the table and then looked at Molly.

“What else would you like me to do?” she asked.

“Child, you’ve done more to help me than anyone in ages. Why don’t you start waking the house up?”

“All right,” she stated apprehensively. “Um, do I knock, or yell?”

Molly started laughing, “Some of these people get up with a knock and others you have to scream and yell at. You’ll be fine, dear.”

Willow left the kitchen and took the stairs down. Stopping at the room Lupin occupied, she knocked, “Remus, breakfast is ready and Mrs. Weasley asked me to get you.”

Lupin opened the door fully dressed already and said kindly, “Thank you, I’ll be there shortly.”

That was easy, she thought. Maybe this won’t be so bad. Rounding the corner she saw the library that Remus had told her about the night she met him. Asleep on the couch with a book atop him was Bill. She hesitated in waking him, but knew if she didn’t Mrs. Weasley would. She approached him and said, “Bill,” in her normal tone. He didn’t budge. She cleared her throat and spoke a little louder, “Bill,” she stated firmly. Irritated that he did not move, she poked him with her finger and said, “Wake up!”

There. He moved. She smiled at him and told him breakfast was ready and his mother wanted him to join her. Groggily, he replied that he was on his way and she made her way out of the room.

In the hall, she saw Lupin and asked, “Who all else spent the night? I found Bill in the library and I think that Sirius’ room is close to where I am staying and I am certain Charlie is passed out somewhere, but is that all?”

Remus smiled at her and said, “Sirius is upstairs. I’ll go get him and Kingsley if you’ll wake Charlie. He’s somewhat of a bear in the mornings, good luck.”

“Thanks, but I have no idea where he is staying.”

After getting directions, she made her way to Charlie’s room, surprised that it was so close to hers. She knocked on the door and didn’t get an answer. She knocked louder and waited, but still not a peep from inside. Finally, Willow took a deep breath and opened the door.

She approached him in the bed, stopping to take in his form. He lay asleep with the covers barely covering his hips. One arm was thrown over his eyes and the other lay off to the side. She couldn’t help but take in his body, he was impeccably muscled. Strong arms and shoulders made way to a tight chest and small waist. She could see that he went out again around his hips and one leg was showing so she knew that his thighs were incredibly strong. She wanted to touch him, and her finger betrayed her on its own accord by starting to move towards his bronze chest. Just before she reached him, he caught her hand and tugged her onto the mattress.

“Not ready to get up,” he said.

He wrapped an arm about her waist and pulled her to him. She was intertwined in the arms of a very strong man and he was warm and comfortable. She lay there, not wanting to move, but knowing she needed too. She tried to sit up and he pulled her near once more, her tush coming into direct contact with his morning erection. ‘Now, this is heaven’, she thought. ‘OK, ten minutes and I’ll make him get up.’

Charlie was lightly snoring in her ear as he wrapped a leg around hers making it impossible to move. His big hands moved from her waist to her hips and he caressed her side up to her breast; he let a small moan escape from his lips, and whispered in her ear, “So fucking beautiful”.

She couldn’t help herself; she rocked her ass back into his cock to get a feel of what it was he had to offer that women were hurting their marriage chances by sneaking off in the corridors with him.

She had a feeling she’d sneak off also.

That was never to be said out loud.

As she pressed her hips backwards once more, he pressed his forward, sending a bolt of lightning through her, causing her head to rock back against his shoulder and her body to tighten everywhere.

“Aren’t you supposed to be getting everyone up for breakfast,” Bill hissed at her.

Startled, she popped up, effectively waking Charlie.

“Sorry, he pulled me down and I was trapped.”

“Yes. That was so obviously apparent,” Bill’s voice was laced with a menace she had never heard before.

“Morning, Willow,” Charlie said. “Pulled you down, did I? Sorry about that. I don’t tend to be a morning person.” Charlie stretched and she was suddenly fascinated at how each and every muscle in his body lengthened deliciously.

“If the two of you would be so kind, mother is asking for you to make an appearance.” Bill didn’t sound like his usual self. Willow looked at him and would have called him envious if she didn’t know he was courting someone.

Bill turned and walked away under her gaze.

“Don’t worry about him. He’s an ass. He’s my best mate, but he’s still an ass.” Charlie smiled at her and said seductively, “How bout we skip breakfast and lie here? I was extremely cozy and something tells me you were enjoying yourself. I promise to keep my hands to myself.”
She laughed out loud, “You? Keep your hands to yourself? That’s like asking a dog politely not to shite on the rug.”

“I’m hurt, woman! You wound me!” he mocked offended. “How’s this then, I promise NOT to keep my hands to myself. How’s that work for you? I’ll make certain to place my hands in all the right places,” he hissed into her ear, “I promise to deeply care about your needs as a witch.”

Merlin’s saggy left nut, this man was going to be the end of her. Whipping her head around she glowered at him the best she could and said, “Put some pants on, Weasley. Your mother is expecting us.”

“Your lose, sweetheart.”

She crawled off the bed, straightened her robes and hair in the mirror on the wall and turned to him, “Well, are you getting up?” she asked.

“Sure. I sleep in the nude. Totally nude. And I’m sporting wood that will seek attention if you so much as look its direction. Stay if you want.”

She turned to walk out of the room mumbling something that sounded like, “Damn Gryffindors”.

…..

When Charlie finally arrived at the table, Sirius stated, “Heard you pulled that hot number into the hay with you this morning.”

“Aye, she got to close. It was nice until Bill came in and poured water on my carnival.” Charlie smiled at Bill. “You not come to bed last night?” he asked.

“No. Fell asleep in the library. Woke up early this morning but stayed, figured I’d wake you if I came in banging around. Turned out for the best, you never would have got your hands on Willow had I been there.” Bill picked up a banger and some toast, crammed it in his mouth and washed it down with coffee.

Charlie watched his brother. Something was wrong. Charlie knew that Bill cared for the girl but that was ages ago. He also just learned Bill was seeing someone else, a Veela no less; one of the most beautiful types of woman in their world. Was this jealousy or was it something else? Did he still have feelings for the woman, or was he just not able to share this former toy? Did he still consider her his?

There had to be unresolved feelings. Each time over the years Charlie had asked about Willow, Bill had blown him off. That wasn’t like him at all. He and Bill had shared many women in their lives. Many women had fallen prey to Bill and Charlie’s charms together. Charlie had lost count how many women they had shared, hell; even his first real sexual experience had involved Bill taking her ass while Charlie paid attention to her cunny.

Charlie looked at Bill for a long time and then cautiously said, “I’m not certain I understand this animosity. It seems to me that you don’t want her but you’re damn sure not going to let anyone else have her.”

“Sirius, Kingsley, we have things to do,” said Lupin. “Sirius, now.”

Reluctantly, they vacated the room.

“She was recently assaulted by a handful of men and you’re trying to taste her cunt. I think a little time is in order, don’t you?”

“There is a certain amount of flirting going on, but I am not actually attempting to bed her. That’s really not the problem though; you still have feelings for her.”

“She was my first love; I’ll always have feelings for her, just as you will always care for Mandy Romino.”

“No, that’s not the same. I do care about Mandy. I wouldn’t want to see her on the wrong end of a blast ended skrewt, after all she was the first girl that I was enamored with, but if you wanted her, or Percy, or Fred, I’d be happy for you. I’d hope that she made you happy. This, animosity, rolling off of you, it’s unusual for you. You’ve never been possessive; think of all the women we have shared in our lives. Women we have dated, women we just met. “

“I don’t want to see her hurt more than she already has been. That’s all.” Bill stated flatly.

“Liar,” Said Charlie. “You know me better than any other person on this planet. You know I have never harmed a woman.”

“Bullshit, Charlie. You think all the women you fuck don’t get hurt? Some of these women think you take them off into dark corners because you care for them. Some of these women don’t know that you’re whoring around, looking for a piece of ass, never going to stay and surely not going to make a commitment! You think laying a hand on a woman is the only way to hurt her! I hurt that girl. And you will hurt her too. So just move on and let her find the man that she is to marry.”

“You’re under the impression she will find love and happiness at the Ministry function? You’re more idiotic than I thought! Those men raped her to punish her! For turning them down! For saying no. I don’t know what happen between you two, I have asked and begged for you to talk to me about it. All I can come up with is that you’re ashamed of your actions. You’ve always been able to tell me everything and you know I won’t judge you! Whatever transpired between the two of you was big. You want to run away from it, fine. But don’t tell me that you know what I’m up to when you don’t. Don’t tell me that you are solely concerned about her wellbeing when I know for a fact you still have feelings for her. If you didn’t, you’d have told me a long time ago what the fuck is going on in your head.”

Charlie stood up from the table and started towards the door, “I know that things are rough on you at the moment. I know that Gringott’s is pressuring you to marry. If you want Willow, say so. I’ll back off. You’re my brother and I love you. If you’re not interested, I see no harm in the status my budding friendship with her.”

Bill scoffed, “Friendship my ass. I don’t want her. And you can’t have her. It would kill mum and dad. Just, back. The. Fuck. Off. Charlie.”

Bill stormed out of the dining area into the kitchen.

…..

Molly walked into the living area where Willow was seated staring out the window at Bill sitting on the porch.

Molly knew something was wrong, but she had prided herself in that she never interfered with her son’s love lives. That being said, Molly really liked Willow. She found her pleasant and helpful. She was always around when chores were being done and hardly ever had to be asked to do something. Besides that, she was intelligent and witty.

Molly had the sense that the girl needed a mother.

“Do you know how to knit?” she asked as she took a seat next to Willow, pretending she didn’t notice the deep thought the girl was in as she stared at her eldest son.

“Umm, kindof. I was taught the charm as a young child, but I have not had a chance to put it to use in ages. Maybe you can refresh my memory?”

Molly set about telling her what she needed to know about knitting a sweater, all this did was reinforce the soft spot that Molly had for her.

Some thirty minutes into their knitting, Molly took a chance, “So, you and Bill dated in school?”

Willow smiled, “Yes. He was a 7^th year, I was 6^th. We were steady for a little over half the school year and then it fell apart like most young romances do. Bill told me that you and Arthur met at Hogwarts.”

“Very Slytherin, child. Yes, we did, but you’re not getting off that easy. Tell me, why did the two of you stop seeing each other?”

“You go straight for the jugular, don’t you?”

Molly smiled at her and said, “I’m and old woman. We are allowed such things.”

Willow thought for a moment, chose her words extra carefully and stated, “My mother passed that year. I was terribly upset. I got it in my head that I needed to tell Bill everything about me. Young love told me we were going to be together forever, you know how that is. Well, I overwhelmed him. Told him about me and my family. I didn’t know. Didn’t know your family had been touched so closely with the first war. My father had been imprisoned for working with the Dark Lord, you knew that, though. My mother, well, let’s just say she was more than a witch. I inherited her line of power and my parents were afraid the pure blood community would attempt to take advantage of me while alone at Hogwarts. That’s how I became Severus’ ward. Anyway, as I laid it all out for Bill, he couldn’t wrap his head around it. I can’t blame him, it was a lot to ask, and truthfully, if I knew then what I know now, I never would have agreed to go out with him to begin with. He’s a wonderful man; seeing him happy would please me.”

“And Charlie?” she asked.

“Charlie.” She smiled. “Well, he’s a whole other being. But I imagine it would be the same. He and Bill are so close. I would imagine the two of them would react similarly.”

“And you are? What? What are you exactly?”

Willow wanted to answer the question. Fear gripped her though. This was a woman who was going to shun her in the end, but at this moment was being so kind. She held her as she cried after the attack; she had stroked her hair like her mother used to as she vomited all the vile things out of her body. Molly Weasley was easily the nicest woman Willow Scott had ever met.

“I am a water nymph.” She answered quietly. “My grandmother was the Naiad, Cyrene. She was found by the god Apollo, he thought her beauty was unequal to any other. He took her and made her his, they together birthed my mother, Daphne. When a nymph of any sort mates with a god, the offspring is immortal, not in the way you think immortal, they can die, but they can also live for many, many centuries. When my mother met my father, she was already into her third life. They fell in love. So deeply in love. When he was sent away, she did not take a lover. For you see, the water nymph is the goddess of pleasure. When we settle our hearts on a man, we can bring them great pleasure. She needed a lover to care for. She chose to wither away and end her existence, for it had been a very long life.”

“That is why you have so many suitors for your hand. They all want the pleasure that you would bring.” Molly looked at her for a long time and before she said, “Oh, child, how horrible to know that men only want you for what you can make them feel.”

A tear escaped Willow’s eyelid as she said, “Many of them are wrong. Most men think that this pleasure I will provide will be strictly in the bedroom, but it’s not. There are so many other ways to make a man happy. See, that’s the key. That’s what my mother found in my father. Why she loved him so even though he wasn’t always a good man. There was an evil side to him, but he never showed that side to us. All he ever showed us was good and kind and loving. He understood that happiness wasn’t only about sex. Happiness often was found in the little things.

“It was so much for Bill. It’s strange. I want him to be happy. He is a good man. You’ve raised such good men. I really want for him to find love and warmth with a woman who will bare his children and darn his socks. Silly, isn’t it?” Willow smiled at Mrs. Weasley through glassy eyes and realized that no, it wasn’t silly at all.

…..
- 6
- 7
- 8
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

In For A Penny, In For A Pound