Luperca

Diaries and bonding

Andy had delivered on her promise to teach both her daughter and her mate how to communicate across distances without the use of owls that could get intercepted. Before she left the pair, she had produced a charmed pair of diaries. Andy had performed an ancient blood magic on the books and after Hermione and Tonks placed their bloodied hands on the books a bright light emanated from below where their joined hands met above the books. It had been explained that with this strong magic they could write around anyone and it would be spelled so that only those bonded to the pages could read it. Anyone attempting to read would just see a jumbled mess of nonsense.

Another form of communication was an even bigger surprise for the young wolf. The bookworm had expected some form of communication via paper, but knew in a pinch it would not be accessible. When Andy pulled out her wand and the same blade she had used to cut their palms she merely raised an eyebrow but gave her the trust she required for the spell.

Andy had made another cut on the mated pairs opposite hands and had them join bloody palms. She wove intricate patterns with her wand speaking in a combination of Gaelic, Latin, and some other ancient language she couldn't discern. A dark infinity symbol encircled both Nymphadora and Hermione's wrists, black smoke began burning their skin an almost black flame licked their skin and they both gritted their teeth at the burning sensation setting their skin on fire. Their grip tightened on each other, gold eyes boring deeply into deep blue ones. Tonks morphed into what Hermione had guessed was her true form. Purple hair, blue eyes, thin lips, an ample chest, feminine jaw line, and the softest hands she had ever clasped. They both let out a loud scream as the incantation finished. Panting and sweating heavily they had yet to drop their joined hands and heavy gaze.

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Andy had the foresight to do this in the forbidden forest at an abandoned cave. As she spoke the final words, she slipped from the cave, casting strong wards and silencing spells. She conjured a comfy recliner, blanket, and pulled a book from her clutch, she knew she was in for a long wait while she kept a vigil over the pair.

She had sent an owl, prior to the spells, to the wolf's beta letting the tabby know Hermione wouldn't be back to Hogwarts until the next morning. The ancient spell bonded them deeper than she had briefly explained before performing the ritual. They would be drawn to each other to consummate thus cementing the bond and finishing the ritual.

This bond would allow the pair to write words with a single finger on the underside length of their forearms as their canvas. They would activate it by wrapping their right hand around their left wrist, right hands' thumb and middle finger joined over the black mark that was now wrapped around their wrist, and begin writing or receiving their message. The receiver would feel a buzzing on their mark notifying the only the wearer of the incoming message.

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In the cave the pair lost all sense of anything but their eyes and clasped hands. They lunged forward becoming a tangled mess of limbs and lips giving into their driving desires. Hermione ripped Tonks's top and bra in one swoop, eyes alight when she saw her prize, a beautiful heaving chest proudly on display, blue eyes boring into gold ones. The metamorphmagus reached forward grabbing the young wolf's button up shirt and pulling it open, buttons flying every which direction, roughly pulling the fabric off strong shoulders. Kissing passionately while this was happening, she reached back and unclasped Hermione's bra and threw it behind her. They pressed their now naked breasts together to a series of moans at the delicious feeling. Clinging to their backs they continued snogging, neither was sure how they did it but soon they were naked and rolling on the blanket covered ground in the cave. Hermione eventually ending up on top, slammed her witch's wrists above her head with a low growl. Her other hand trailed lower and entered her soaking wet witch.