One Last Try [HP Jamione fanfic]

13. I Did Something Bad

A/N: Surprise bonus chapter on Easter :D I was excited to get this one out there, and then we'll be back to the regularly scheduled Thursday posting haha!

Reminder: this fic is Mature. This chapter is basically pure smut between Sirius and Hermione - if you don't want to read it you can skip and you won't miss anything.

3rd November 1974

"You're drunk. I'm not gonna take advantage of you like that, no matter how good your kisses are." Sirius swallowed when she bit into her full lower lip, holding back a desperate groan.

"I'm not that drunk, Sirius." She protested, crossing her arms over her chest. Her long hair tumbled forward over her shoulders when she looked down at their feet for a moment.

"Drunk enough."

"Fine." She huffed, and scowled at him for a long moment in silence. Her eyes lit up, the brown lightening several shades with wonder. "Give me the sober-up Gid gave you."

Sirius fumbled, having forgotten about that, and fished the vial out of his pocket. "Here." He went to hold the potion out to her, but she just opened her mouth and waited. With a gulp at the pretty picture she made, Sirius pulled the cork out of the vial and poured the potion into her waiting mouth.

She swallowed, then grimaced at the taste, "Urgh, that was horrible." She stepped closer to Sirius again, "Do you trust my judgement now?"

Sirius swallowed nervously again. He'd never had anyone in his bedroom before, not for the reasons that Hermione definitely was. It was getting to him in the best way. "Yea." He finally answered hoarsely.

She grinned, "Good."

Hermione wasn't quite sure where her boldness was coming from, but she went with it. She grabbed the front of Sirius' robes, pulling him down and kissing him again. He stiffened for a moment, trying to hold onto his control, but then she nipped his bottom lip slightly and, with a moan, he broke.

He pulled her closer, pressing her curves up against his Quidditch toned body as he thoroughly snogged her. One hand slid up her back into her riotous curls, tilting her head just so as he slid his tongue in to tangle with hers. He sucked her tongue back into his mouth, an action that shocked a high-pitched moan out of her. Merlin, he was a good kisser. His other hand slid down her back until he was taking a handful of her delicious arse, grinding her centre up against his rapidly hardening cock.

She let out a deep groan that vibrated through them both and started pulling him backwards to a bed. He directed her gently to the correct one, and followed her down when she toppled back onto his mattress, still kissing her deeply. He pulled away from her lips and sucked kisses down her throat. She tilted her head away to give him more room to work. With a groan he bit down lightly on her collarbone and she arched up into his body.

"Gods, Sirius, more please." She moaned.

He pulled back for a moment to yank the curtains shut around his bed and then pulled his wand out to cast a silencing charm around his bed. Still kneeling over her, he shrugged out of his outer layer of robes, so he was left in his Muggle t-shirt and jeans. She leaned up and grabbed the hem of his t-shirt, pulling that off him too, and then she stared hungrily at his exposed chest.

He grinned and pressed a hard kiss to her lips as he pulled up the hem of her tight top - a Muggle purchase Lily had talked her into last summer. "Your turn, Kitten." He murmured, staring down at her in awe as she was exposed to him.

She grinned, smug at his reaction. In another moment of Gryffindor boldness, she reached back and unhooked her bra, throwing it to the side and then quickly pulling Sirius down to kiss her in a sudden rush of nerves.