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"Wells...Wells come on, breakfast is just ending." Aurora peeked open an eye, only to earn another begrudging push and shove from the voice. "Lass mich in Ruhe!" She begged, only earning a laugh while Sirius was finishing zipping up his trousers.

[Leave me alone]

"Sie müssen sich anziehen, Liebe." She pouted before rising up from the bed, only to be greeted with Sirius' bare chest. His fingers motioned in a camera angle.

[You have to get up love]

"Now this, I can get used to." He joked, but the clothes thrown over his shoulder knocked him down for a moment. "Sod off, she just woke up...Come on Wells, we have Divination." That wasn't much of an offering as Remus' bed was enchanted with heavy covers and warm charms.

"Merlin, come on. Don't be like Moony now." The ice water wasn't needed as her eyes popped open. "H-how is he?" She whispered and the silence dwindled.

"Like always, nothing we can ever do about it." After hearing this the grey-haired girl felt it strange to even breath as she brought her feet to the ground before settling it. Only this time James threw the cloak at her.

"Why would I—" 

"You come out of the boy's dorm and Moony not in class? Know you don't like rumors but he bloody hates them." She took it and wrapped it securely around her, seeing as none of the boys knew where she went. Yet her presence was still around as she secured Sirius' tie far too tightly.

"Don't be a git." She whispered before returning to her room and hoping to bloody god that there was nobody in the room, and she felt the luck on her side as she was finally alone.

And after spending an entire night patrolling the woods she felt immensely tired, that even thinking of sitting down on her bed would more than likely result in her falling back asleep in the second.

Dressed and rearing a sloppy bun did she meet the boys downstairs in the common room not even five minutes later. Although none of them had been seen at breakfast or had anything to eat, the tiredness looming in each of them was going to numb their stomachs as all they craved at this moment right now is sleep.

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes." She closed her own, going straight towards the seat where her roommates were already waiting. "Merlin Rory, you look like—" 

"I know, I fell asleep in the library. Again." She pouted, letting her hand connect to her cheek in the instant. "You can hold out the History of Magic at least. Can't you?" The girl shrugged, and the not so steady glance at the boys managed for her to roll her eyes.

"Not even a comment on them, are you feeling alright. You're not coming down with anything are you?" Mary questioned, very worried in the sort and Aurora just offered that she was indeed tired but doubted to get sick any versions.

There wasn't much she could do when it came to staying awake in ether class, and the boys felt more than guilty. Their bodies used to the once a month conversion of spending the night without any prep. Especially when she had been awake by Severus and his note.

Speaking of the git with the hooked nose, he was nowhere to be seen. Being conversed with Dumbledore since the end of last class, however, it wasn't much of a surprise all things considering as he demanded to speak to him.

Aurora, on the other hand, had Rabastan in this class, and she wasn't sure on how to deal with that part of her mission all of a sudden. Her connection with the boys was beginning to heal however, she needs more information.

"Darling are you alright?" She hummed and shrugged, allowing him to play the little game of being overprotective and worried. Which allowed her the ability of just putting her head down for the duration of the class, only to be wakened by Rabastan gripping her hand to give her some sort of pressure for her to wake up.

"Morning?" He whispered, and she smirked but began to rub her eyes. "Don't tell me you finished that book already love." She blinked for a few moments and shook her head. "Nah, I just...I had a bad dream and—" 

"Come then, let's get you some rest." He held her by the arm oh so carefully and returned to walk down to the Slytherin common room.

"Er, Raba I don't think this is a-appropriate." She whispers, but the tiredness looming over her still prevent her from protesting any further. If there were any disagreements among the common room, nobody voiced their opinions in worry of what the youngest Lestrange would say.

"The snake pit doesn't look all that horrifying." He let out a chuckle at her humor before seeing that none of his dorm mates were in the room, so he opened the door fully to reveal the very obvious signs of wealth.

"Reminds me of Illvermory a bit...Not that we sported our colors to others but we took pride in being a serpent." His smiled widened, but he wasn't about to tell her of the seemingly large request he had given to his parents at wanting to court a girl.

They had wanted to look into seeing who this mystery girl was, however he showed evidence that she is indeed a pureblood, and although it wasn't as pure as the Black family or those in Carrow. It was something about Aurora that had a sense of freedom, as well as an understanding of when to be one than the other.

That he adored. He didn't want to be someone else twenty-four/seven. Especially in a marriage, something that his family is sooner or later going to dwell in. Just as soon as he comes of age and whatever other boundaries that need to be crossed.

However, he gestured to his very unsurprised full bed and surrounding herself in the layers of silk as he just rested beside her. It mirrored Remus' attempt and in hindsight she preferred Moony over the latter.

Even if she were comfortable, the heart is always a dangerous thing when it involves a mission. So this is a consoling bond, so perhaps if she were to mess it up and seek defeat elsewhere she could be brought to the one she really feels for.

There was a reason what the boys did hurt so very badly. And it's what got her to shield herself from them for a bit. But two months is alright? That should be long enough of a punishment, it was just to teach them a lesson.

Or that's what she was telling herself as her head hit the pillow.

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The three out of four marauders were desperate to talk to Aurora, to plan accordingly what the hell happened this night. But it required her to be here and present and yet it didn't come to a conclusion as she left after History, Peter claimed to the rest that he saw her walking off with Rabastan.

After everything that happened, Sirius was at a loss to know what was going to happen now, and he hoped for the better. Yet it wasn't going to be for the better, as to the surprise of Rabastan's roommates to see the two in bed sleeping, only to find them both doing everything too innocently, so what better yet to just...Speed up the process.

It'd be fitting if she had amounted to anything pretty other than her ugly Gryffindor Uniform, but after all that conspired between the lot during Quidditch. Rabastan had them swear up and down that Aurora was off limits in any and all regards.

Not that they cared, she only spoke to him and Severus anyhow. But now it was broken down another notch.

Aurora was just fitfully sleep beside Rabastan, and the vial they had stolen from the sixth year's projects box was the perfect remedy to the situation. As she inhaled a rather large bit, it had her hum and position herself away.

And within moments did her body start to act along with the potions true formality.

The two at the base of the operation had found the door in a hurry and threw their heads back as they knew what was going to happen to their very good friend for the rest of the day.

Aurora's never faulted herself in having dreams revolving around guys. Surely the infamous one where she brought the winning throw, earning her a crashing kiss with one of the German Quidditch players and it always ended before it had gotten anywhere with...Emotion or an ending.

But now it was empty, there was nothing more than just the tingle between her thighs and a craving a physical touch. No matter how much she tried to sleep through it, to push it aside and finally get some sleep it render her with a raising white flag as she popped her eyes open to look about.

Foggy in the utmost did she look around, yet the scent besides her was flaring into her nostrils as strongly as whoever had brewed the potion. The Ravenclaw had done rather well in regards to it, however it hadn't gotten full marks as it was stronger than recommended.

A fault for Aurora indeed.

A hum escaped her throat as a curling smile featured onto her tired face. Yet her body flared in response as she found herself touching the bloke in question, her fingers itching closer onto his covered chest.

It baffled her how he managed to sleep on his back so normally, but it made it perfect in the moment. As Aurora leaned up to wrap her legs up and over his waist was he too starting to feel the movement as he too attempts to continue to fall asleep, making Rory pout.

She then found herself leaning in her fingers tracing patterns as her lips pushed passed his long hair to get through to the break in his neck. He was awfully ticklish there, making it all too easy to wake him up in a rather sexual interaction. 

The bloke had fallen asleep beside her, of course there would reputation to his previous dreams, but this...His hands already found their place onto her hips, which were separated on either side of himself, hidden by the fabric of her skirt that seemed to be riding up further and further as he.

"A-Aurora what is—" He grumbled his moan as he didn't find it all too masculine to do, but it was rather difficult when the girl he fancied was right here in front of him. 

"You smell...Rather divine Raba..." She whispered against his skin, finding a break in her bringing of arousal to speak even more. He was already in the mist of struggling against her, he knew it was wrong, yet his protests were silent and nonexistent.

"What if we were just...A boy, and just a girl?" She whispered, his eyes finding hers within a single blink. If that were the case he would ravish her, he wouldn't have to go like a lovesick child with a letter to his parents about her.

Something she knew all too well about.

He swallowed thickly in thought to her question. "Then this would be—Perfect." He choked, perhaps that was all she needed to continue. However with the given grip starting to squeeze onto her hips she resisted her own moan, making it more of an effort to earn it to his own ears.

"Allow me Aurora..." He whispered, and although in her mind it was unorthodox considering he doesn't know a bloody thing, he surprised her quietly loudly as he turned them both over and settled himself between her all too willing parted legs.

"I see you're well rested and rear to go?" He questioned, and the smirk was all too fitting to see as she was pressed between his pillows. To see her arms just resting beside her head waiting for him to make a move, and so he had.

All those lessons that he heard his friends doing came into context here and now, he was much more proud of himself than Lupin was. But in size, it was an obvious win to the werewolf.

That didn't matter at all in her mind, she was infatuated with every touch, ever inkling to furthering where they always stop in an account of being pure.

Little does he know that Aurora is far from pure, yet her religion solely dictates that one is to wait, she just ignored it herself as it was her body. And in theory, the goddess above aren't one to judge in that regard.

So basically Aurora knew she was a messed up child, but who could ultimentally blame her? Her uncle shipped her off to the states like a problem, with a wave of his hand. Instead she learned everything from others, and in the event something did occur. Albus Dumbledore would step in and save the day with some timely guidance.

Yet he wasn't here to stop this collision, and Aurora was strongly under the influence of a grade B potion maker. It wasn't toxic to her lungs, but her actions were heavily fueled from all other morals, and yet here she was finding the buttons to his uniform and managing to get it off.

He parted the kiss to allow her to breathe and to finally get his body to press to hers, only her blouse was still on. As was her skirt.

Rabastan found it quiet at ease to remove her buttons, and luckily was met by a very nice black lace bra. Muggle yes, but at the moment like this he did not care. When he dove right into the swell of her alluding breaths, she let out a giggle. Playful and sweet, something he doubted to find in an arranged marriage.

The fact that these thoughts still haunted him while he had Aurora secured under his hold was blinding, almost like he knew.

"I-is something wrong?" She whispered, out of breath as her chest continued to rally up and down. However, she leaned forward, throwing off the rest of her blouse only to find that her bra and necklace were the last of her torso.

"Nothing at all love its just...-" 

"Don't worry about such things, it's meant to feel good isn't it...?" She whispered, and reverting back to the stories he really doubted in himself that it would be all that grand the first time for her.

Yet she was pushing all the right strings before he found the crook of her neck once more, wanting to hear her laughter as he tempted to hide behind her want and need for his own.

"You said that we shouldn't mind things we can't control..." She ushered, and from there all her comments were very seductive, holding no sort of shyness that he found endearing and...Odd.

Strange, but never the less not uninviting.

He's seen countless gals in the school wear these skirts but to take one off? Merlin was his hands all over the fabric before a zipper presented itself on the side, and in the time it took to really take it off his patience had dwindled, his cock thoroughly not enjoying the pressure. Yet seeing her in matching black panties and a brazer, with the same exterior lace and patterns.

"Planning this were you?" She silently shook her head, thumbs looping around the edges to take said panties off. "Favor them then?" She whispers, earning a very quick nod to make her smirk even further.

With it now off, it left his trousers still on, and offering a rather large bulge to sport an indent. So in response to seeing it did her hands fumbling with his belt and hurriedly to take it fully off.

His pants now were barely covering as she slipped it down to reveal his full glory now. His hum of her hand against him was a sign of both want and aggravation as to not being what he wanted now.

There was no going back.

She aided in lining him up to her entrance and before long he entered her in one grand thrust as her entire body rocked forward with every regaining gesture he could muster. Her moans were heavenly, so open and full of temperament. The pleasure coursing through his own body was quite an experience in itself, to have her closer and her entirety open to the likes of him and him alone.

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Their climax had been...Quiet short-lived, but seeing Aurora smiling with content meant that he had done alright and she was more than fantastic. So with very swollen lips had they both leaned in, kissing a few times more before he settled himself beside her instead of on top as he had been.

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Date Posted: 03-20-19

Time: 3:38

Word-Count: 2907