Gemma looked up at the crisp white-blue sky above her as she followed Sirius away from the village of Hogsmeade, towards the Shrieking Shack. It was a cold, but beautiful wintery day. The type of day she loved.
It had been three weeks since school had started back up again, and three weeks since her and Sirius had done anything remotely sexual. Classes had been busy, with preparations for NEWT examinations ramping up, and both had been spending time with their friends. They'd wanted to hook up – at least, Gemma certainly had – but the opportunity hadn't presented itself. Until now.
As if reading her thoughts, Sirius glanced back at her with a sexy smirk on his face. He'd approached her a couple of days ago, suggesting they spend the afternoon of their Hogsmeade trip hidden in the shack, making up for lost time. Gemma had agreed without question.
As they turned another corner on the path winding through the woods, Sirius suddenly stopped and pulled Gemma into his side. He frowned and held a finger to his lips, a sign that she should be quiet. She nodded, confused over what he was doing. She couldn't hear or see anything.
Slowly, Sirius led her closer to the shack, but kept his body in front of hers and their backs to the trees. Gradually, sounds – voices – reached Gemma's ears. She tensed as she recognised one of them.
"You have failed again, Snape. Our master is displeased. He questions your loyalty. He questions..."
Mulciber's angry voice was cut short by Snape's drawled response. "He questions nothing. I told you before that the Dark Lord has not once tasked me with aiding him to get into Hogwarts. That alone falls on your shoulders."
Gemma continued to follow Sirius until they were just next to the shack. Mulciber and Snape were facing off against each other in a small clearing, surrounded by Avery and Regulus. Gemma frowned; she should have guessed they would meet here again.
"Black here tells me you never even tried to get information out of Potter. He tells me you never even spoke to him. That you never once threatened the mudblood."
"Hmm, it seems Black is quite the chatterbox." Snape sneered, throwing a nasty look over to Regulus. "One would question whether he's been focused on his own task, or whether he's spent the last few months simply following me around. I wonder what our master would think about that."
"He'd think you're hiding something." Regulus said, stepping forward in a show of bravado. "He'd think you're not really on our side."
"Shut up, you fool." Snape replied, his voice rising slightly. "You don't understand anything that is happening around you." He turned back to Mulciber. "And I'm sick of your games. You want to get into Hogwarts; find your own way."
Snape turned on his heel and walked away, heading in the direction of Gemma and Sirius. Sirius pressed Gemma back into a tree, hiding them from view until they heard Snape walk past. When he'd left, they turned back to Mulciber, Avery and Regulus.
"We don't need him." Mulciber said, turning to Avery. "Get the others."
Avery nodded and disapparated in a swirl of black smoke. Regulus turned to Mulciber. "What are we doing now?"
Mulciber smiled and Gemma felt a cold tingle run down her spine. "We are carrying on with our plan. You can stay and join us. Or you can run back to the safety of Hogwarts and hide." He laughed. "Of course, Hogwarts won't be safe for long."
Gemma frowned, then glanced at Sirius who was frowning just as hard. What was Mulciber saying?
Regulus seemed to hesitate, before steeling his spine. "I'll stay." Gemma glanced at Sirius again. His jaw had tightened and his fists were clenched. It must be breaking his heart to see his brother so involved with Mulciber. Regulus looked around the clearing, then back to Mulciber. "What's the plan?"
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Somewhere Only We Know - Part 2 - Sirius Black x OC
FanfictionGemma Arwin and Sirius Black return to Hogwarts for their seventh year with the memory of what happened last year hanging over them. They've agreed to remain friends, but still explore the sexual tension between them. Simple. Except, as the lines bl...