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Hollywood Tonight	By : LerDan Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 3937 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hollywood Tonight

Prologue:

She couldn't help but to stare at him…again.

It happened a lot when they were together…she liked just sitting right across from him and stare at his face, as he talked to one of his friends, mostly Sirius, and laughed softly, or just to watch him. His eyes would sparkle when he talked about the things that he most liked; books, or sweets. She knew him by her heart already. She liked the way he formed some words, making them to last a bit longer, and how his mouth would form an 'o' if he heard the latest news. And she knew the slight frown of his lips would only mean a slight discomfort; which was slowly forming on his lips as he turned his head to the side and saw a pink haired witch come and sat at his right side and slipped an arm to his and pecked on his cheek. He threw her a soft smile, though it didn't reach his eyes and she leaned up and whispered something into his ear, he gave a small nod and she smiled brightly up at him. He cleared his throat and all the talking stopped immediately. She knew that whatever he would tell would do no good and especially to her.

"Me and Dora would like to tell you something…important," he said, his voice a tad bit tense, but it seemed that only she could point it out. He cleared his throat again and took Tonks' hand in his, and said, "We decided to get married."

She felt like Nearly Headless Nick decided to take a small trip in her body, and decided to squeeze her heart in his way before leaving her. She felt like her breath had left her all at once, leaving her breathless. She could feel all eyes were on her, as she staggered up from her seat from the table, excused herself, and stumbled out of the dining room. Her eyes and mouth open in shock as the news finally sunk in and her shaking hands made their way to her round belly as she thought of the baby that was growing, steadily, as she made her way towards the front door to get away from there. Why and how did she come to this…mess?

Chapter 1:

A year before:

The music was as loud as it could've been. It was casual Friday for the strip club in the suburban of Muggle London. Pulse; that was the name of the club that few people knew about, which was fine by the owner of the club, who was a lovely lady with short curly hair; she was like a mother to all her dancers, some of them were orphans and she always kept a very strong eye on them. At least she tried to, but she was relaxed when her favorite and most lovely and beautiful dancers were working for the night. They were like her success to the money. They knew what to do, though all four of them had some problems, that she couldn't help them with. But she was there, whenever they needed her; she was never nosy about it, she respected them too much.

First of the girls' was a 36-years-old blond haired girl with ocean blue colored eyes, Emma, a woman to be more specific, though she hated when someone told her she is a 'woman', she liked being referred to 'girl' title still, she had a strong Russian accent, that everyone loved. Her friends called her a 'sexaholic', because she liked to have sex all day and night long, with every genre that could possibly pass your mind. She was bisexual and she never denied it. She was one of the most sexy pole dancers anyone would dream to watch. She had the body of a mermaid.

That's why the second girl, 32, black hair and black lifeless eyes, Kate, loved her friend so much. She never backed down from her word, and she was always there for her, whenever she needed Emma. Kate was a single mother, who had the loveliest daughter with the same black hair as her mother had, her name was Catherine. Though she was produced from a very vile man, who raped her mother without even thinking of it twice, she had the most beautiful creature of the world. And Kate couldn't ask for more gifts from God; she considered Kate as a blessing for her. She tried not to dance much on stage; she was more of a 'blow-job'-ist and she was the one who would point out her next 'victim'.

Then came the brunette of the four friends, a 24-years-old Sofia, loved to be called as Sofa, she was the most…problematic of them all, because she was drug addict and she never listened to anyone. It was like she only had ears for her boyfriend, who provided her with all sorts of drugs and manipulated her thoughts with all the lovey-dovey nonsense, and she blindly believed him. But her friends knew better then to trust that guy, they tried to make Sofa leave him, but being an addict it was a hard thing to do. He was the only one who was willing to give her whatever, and whenever, she wanted to get high. Her friends couldn't stop her. She was a dancer too, though she only danced twice a week, sometimes thrice, whenever she had mood to do it.

The fourth member of the group was non-other than Hermione, 28 years old, brown haired with sweet and kind chocolate brown eyed Hermione that everyone knew and loved. She was not the same Hermione that 'everyone' knew. She has been changed a lot. She wasn't the same bossy and bookworm Granger. She was now a strip-dancer in the Pulse club, the most famous and most wanted dancer. She was the star of the club, though she never really liked the attention she got, that's why whenever she performed she always wore a mask on her face; covering half of it. But she also gave a private lap dance, and sometimes she would take off the mask; they'd give a tip for it, sometimes that one tip would be enough for her to last 4 days of living. It wasn't the only work she did. She and Kate worked at the café, The Cup. She worked 4 days a week there and at nights at the strip-club.

She loved her life now, and never thought of the life that she left behind when she decided to come and live in Muggle London. She was never ashamed of being a Muggle-Born, and now she lived as a real Muggle, without a hint of magic.

As they expected the club was ablaze. Everyone drunk and whistled for the dancers who were performing; Emma was the next one to perform. When she walked down the stage to the main area where the pole was, she would throw some seductive grins here and there, mark her, or sometimes Kate's, next victims and she would start to dance with a shout, exciting her audience. She was her usual self, easy going, laughing on each turn. Throw her head back and moan if she wanted to. Hermione sat at the bar, away from everyone's eye, a small smile on her lips as she watched her friend entertaining all men that could meet her eye.

"Hermione," she heard her boss call her and she turned and walked towards her. "A private dance for you, my dear and they paid loads. I think they were rich, well his friend was rich. Anyways, this guy is a bit older, then your usual and has some scars on his face, but don't worry, he will tip you. I'm sure of it. Just…well, you know what to do. Now off with you."

She didn't even let Hermione say a world when she shoved her to the small dressing room that would then led her to the private room. Hermione shook her head then took deep calming breaths and started to get ready. She wore the shortest of purple skirt anyone ever would lay an eye on, her heels were high, and her tank top only covered her breasts. She gave her a one over look and grabbed her mask, placed it on her face, messed her hair a bit and opened the door to the lovely dark room.

The man, for whom she was going to perform, was sitting at the far end of the room, hidden by shadows, she couldn't see his face, but she was sure that the man was old because she saw how worned out his jeans were. She pursued her lips and walked into the room, she saw the man lean forward a bit, but she still couldn't see his face. She bit her lip and walked towards the stereo.

"What kind do you want?"

"Excuse me?" his voice a bit husky, already? She didn't do a thing to the man and he was already turned on. Nice. If he was handsome she would send him to Kate, she could take care of him, though she would get a lot of earful from her later.

"Do you want it slow, fast or seductive or whatever?"

"I-I don't know, whatever you would want," the man replied. Hermione turned her back on him and rolled the list of songs trying to find something relaxing and exciting. "I really don't know what you'll do to me, and I didn't want to come here, but my friend insisted on me to be a good friend and tag along with him… " the man still talked, as Hermione dimmed the light and gave purple and red lights to the room. His voice was familiar to her, but she couldn't point it out who he was.

She took the remote control and pressed play. The music started, the bass was booming loudly, she smiled crookedly at him as she slowly walked towards him. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back, a sign for him to relax. As he leaned back, she let her hands to trail down to his thighs, she moved her hips to the music, and whipped her head around, letting her hair to swing around. She let her left hand to move up to his lips and ran a finger on it, they were soft, definitely not that old man's.

She slowly straddled his hips, the man's arms were now stretched by the head of the wall couch, and he was relaxed. She didn't sit on his lap, merely an inch away from his hard erection, it was already hard, nice, and this would be fun. She slowly started to move her hips in round motions. Her hands started to rub her naked waist in a seductive way, and made their way towards her covered breasts, she rubbed them slowly, her nipples already peeking out from her tank top, and let her hands wander up to her neck then hair, grabbing them up, her hips still making the same round motions. She let a small moan leave her, and heard the man take a small intake of breath, and when he breathed again, it was ragged. She smirked to herself when she saw the man's fingers curling into a knuckle, as he tried to prevent him from grabbing her. After all there was a sign saying that he couldn't touch the dancer. No physical contact, at all. Not when the dancer let the customers touch her, which wasn't going to be soon.

As the music started to take a beat up she moved her hips a bit faster. Her hands made their way towards him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and leaned in a bit. He had a sweet breath, she liked it. She moved an inch towards him and whispered to him. "You like it?" the man only nodded, and Hermione heard him swallow. "No talking? No sounds at all…mmm…" she hummed and leaned a bit closer to his ear shell and breathed in, "I wonder if you'll make a noise if I would suck you off, or let you touch me and grind up at me, to try to release some of this," she sat hard on his erection, and was satisfied when he let out a small whimper, his knuckles turning white, breathing hard. "Sweet juices," she finished her small talk and started to dance again for him.

"Ta-take off your mask, please," the man said breathlessly.

Hermione chuckled deep down in her throat and moved her face towards his', her lips grazing his when she talked, "You do know the rules, mister. You have to tip me, loads, if you want to see my sweet little face."

"O-Of course, excuse me," he grabbed her by her waist, his hands so warm, that Hermione thought as if they were on fire, and planted her on the tips of his knees. He shuffled with his pockets and handed out her rolls of dollars. She cocked an eyebrow up, looked at his', she assumed, face and shrugged. She put the money at the waist band of her skirt and started to take off her mask. When she took it off the man yelped and pushed her away from him. Hermione landed on her back with an 'oomf' and she was ready to yell at him when she heard him talking.

"This…I…Oh my…this is ridiculous," the man said and leaned forward on his hips, cradling his face in his hand. She knew that hands, she knew that hair, she knew that forehead. Hermione froze. She now understood why she thought she knew that voice too.

It was, "Remus…"
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