Mission: Black Propaganda

With a deep breath, I open the door from Remus' and Sirius' room and walk the short length of the hallway to the lounge. Exhaling everything in my lungs in order to keep calm, I saunter into the kitchen, slip into a seat at the table and pour myself a bowl of cereal. Ignoring everything around me, I flick open the Daily Prophet and try to read. However, I can feel several sets of eyes boring into me. I ignore it for a few moments, but when I don't feel their gazes shift, I snap the paper down, clink my spoon into my bowl and scowl. "What?!"

Lavender is staring at me open-mouthed, glancing from me, to Snape, to Sirius, to the now normal Remus and back again. Ron is scowling back at me, his bottom lip sticking out in a pathetic pout. Remus is giving me a look of concern, Sirius is grinning smugly at me and Snape is...I don't know. I have no idea what that look means, but he's fixated on me too.

"How are you Hermione?" Remus asks, breaking the ice.

"Terrific," I snap sarcastically. "Bloody fantastic."

"Err, is it something you'd like to talk about?" he enquires carefully.

"Why on earth should I wish to do that? It would appear that most of the occupants here think they know more about my life than I do! They certainly seem to spend more than enough time discussing me. I see no need for me to bother voicing anything further."

Snape face shifts into a scowl that presents itself to Ron. Ron turns beet red and looks away.

"Lavender, close your mouth. I don't care to see any more of that tongue than necessary, no matter how much you have been working it out," I snap at her. Merlin, I sound like Snape.

Her lips move for a moment, gasping for words, before snapping shut.

"And as for you three..." I say, whirling around on Snape, Remus and Sirius, "I am not a child! Take your sympathies -" Snape stiffens at this term. "Or whatever it is you wish you call it, Sir, - elsewhere!"

"Hermione, perhaps you would like to join me on the deck for a pot of tea?" Remus suggests.

"Perhaps I would prefer to be left alone!" All right. I'm being childish. And okay, none of this has to do with Remus, or Sirius, or Snape...well, it does but...bah! Don't make me explain it – I am starting to drive myself insane keeping all this straight.

"Actually, I'm going to take a dip in the lake. Hermione, why don't you come down? You too, Remus," Sirius says with a wicked grin. "You sound like you need cooling off."

I stuff one last mouthful of cocopuffs into my mouth, scrap back my chair and give Sirius a contemplative look. Maybe that is precisely what I need – after all, it is Ron who's pissed me off, not the three men, and I suspect the three of them could do things to me that would go a long way towards calming my temper. Then again, Harry, Ron and Ginny are all staring at me, each obviously wondering if their mightn't be an inkling of truth in Lavender's gossip. "I might catch you later," I reply to Sirius, giving Remus and Snape both what I intend to be meaningful looks, and then head for the door.

Harry is standing in my way, looking at me rather strangely. Finally, as I give him a questioning look, he says very quietly, "Have a nice day, Herms. Oh, and you might want to try a concealment charm."

What?

His eyes wander to my neck.

Ooops.

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I head off down a path leading into the woods, totally set on making my way down to the lake in a suitable amount of time. One thing I am sure about, I've got to keep Sirius waiting – there is no way I want him to think he's got a hold on me that easily.

Hmm. Harry. He knows – well, he knows something, just what precisely is beyond me. Okay, so he saw the marks Sirius left on me. I know it shouldn't, but somehow the fact that Sirius has marked me and that Harry had seen the bites has reignited my desire. All very childish, I know, but I'm not feeling particularly mature today, so I guess playing with Sirius is the perfect thing to be doing. Wonder what Harry thinks? Nope, don't want to go there.

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Have wandered around for a good half hour – I think that is probably enough. Who am I kidding? I've spent the past half hour fantasising about what precisely Sirius and Remus will do with me when I get down to the lake and all directives are most certainly not emanating from my brain.

As I push through the last of the trees that have overgrown the path down to the water, I find myself standing on the shore several metres from what is possibly the most erotic sight I have ever witnessed - well, and not been part of. Sirius' arms are wrapped around Remus, his hands trailing down into the water and obviously, from the serene look on Remus' face and the gentle lapping of water around his torso, pleasuring him. His lips are on Remus' neck, nipping at his skin and Remus lets out several whimpers. Remus' body arcs backwards, his head coming to rest on Sirius' shoulder, his neck completely exposed to the darker man. Sirius dips his head towards Remus' ear, and whispers something I can't quite catch, but by the way Remus growls and bucks his hips towards Sirius' hand, I can only assume Remus found it highly agreeable.

"Is this a private party or am I still invited?" I ask, finding that the scene before me really is begging for my input (at least that's the excuse I'm using to join in!).

Sirius looks across the water at me with a grin on his face; Remus looks like a bunny caught in the highbeams of a car until he realises exactly who I am. His eyelids droop once more in sedate pleasure and he smiles warmly at me.

"The more the merrier," Sirius replies, waving one arm in a welcoming gesture. "Course, you do look a little over dressed for this function."

I grin, and slowly start slipping out of my clothes. "And to what do we owe this occasion?"

"That would be Moony's return from being a creature of the night and the appropriate compensation for missing out on last night's festivities," Sirius says, the muscles in his arm suddenly flexing.

Remus moans softly, his half lidded eyes looking pleadingly at me as I kick off my shoes.

"No looking, boys," I tease, as I unfasten my bra and slide out of my knickers leaving myself completely naked.

"Or what?" Sirius tempts me with a grin.

"Or your friend will get everything he deserves," I retort, slipping into the water. It's heavenly – cool enough to tease at my skin, but nowhere near enough to dampen my desire. As I walk slowly to where Remus and Sirius languish, the water slides up my body as the lake grows deeper, tickling at my thighs, lapping at my folds, sliding up my belly and finally enveloping my breasts leaving them practically weightless. Merlin, I'm completely horny now and I haven't even touched either of them yet.

"Of course, Remus is awfully quiet. Perhaps he would prefer it if I left the two of you alone," I say, stopping just out of reach of the pair and giving Remus a wicked smile.

"Come," he gasps, extending a hand to me.

I accept it, and find myself pulled tightly to him, Remus' hands tangling in my hair. He draws me into a deep kiss, his tongue ravaging my mouth, his chest heaving against mine as he struggles for control. I am not surprised; Sirius manages to angle his hold on Remus' arousal in such a way that, as he continues to devour my mouth, I can feel his incredibly hot, hard head pressing at my folds. Gods, just one movement and I could... And why shouldn't I?

I wrap my arms around Remus' neck and with just a little leverage, I lift myself up in the water, wrapping my legs around both Remus' and Sirius' waists.

"Hermione," Remus growls, breaking his lips away from mine. "Please."

"With manners like those, how could I refuse?" I tease, though my voice quivers a little as my body takes over control. With Sirius' help, I find Remus' arousal at my entrance, thrusting slightly in Sirius' hand. I tighten my legs around their waists and find myself slowly sliding around Remus. Gods, that feels good. Remus' whimpering in my ear tops off my desire.

"Enjoy that, Moony?" Sirius whispers harshly in his ear. "Bet she's warm...so tight around you."

Remus whimpers again.

"Course, I didn't invite 'Mione here to take over the party," Sirius continues. His back presses against my legs as he pulls slightly away from Remus, then ever so slowly moves back towards him again.

Remus moans and throws his head back as Sirius enters him. I take the chance to plant several kisses across his exposed neck, licking at his Adam's apple as he swallows deeply.

"'Mione isn't the only one who's warm and tight," Sirius growls into Remus shoulder, gritting his teeth slightly. For a moment his control seems to flutter from his reach, but he takes a sharp nip at Remus' bare skin, drawing an almost, but not quite, pained whimper from him, and Sirius face changes from a look of utter desperation back to one of complete pleasure.

"You two -" Remus puffs as he speaks, "- are going to be the death of me."

"What a way to go," Sirius replies with a chuckle.

"Indeed." Remus sighs contentedly.

Sirius' arms wrap around my back, tugging me tighter against Remus. Merlin, at this angle Remus is filling me completely.

With a little help from my legs, Sirius starts a slow, languid pace, each thrust punctuated with a whimper from Remus. Gods, his face is just incredible to watch – completely lost in passion.

The water splashes gently around us, teasing my skin further, water lapping at my clit and my opening with every move. Deep within my core I can feel an orgasm brewing.

Sirius' hands slide lower and lower down my back as he moves, until he has my bottom grasped firmly in his hands, each tug to pull me closer pulling at my cheeks and exposing the tight ring of nerves at my rear entrance to the wills of the water.

"Sirius," Remus grunts, his own fingers digging into my back. "Please...help her, I can't...much longer."

"My pleasure," Sirius replies with a smug look. His fingers wander across my backside until one begins to slowly press at my tingling rear entrance. With each thrust he delves a little deeper, until my body is almost out of my control. My legs are weak and my grip on the pair is starting to lapse. I am so close...time to help Remus along. I remove one arm from his neck, slide it down his side and wriggle my way between our bodies to where we are joined. Gently I begin to stroke at the coarse hair just below where we are joined.

"Hermione!" Remus growls. His eyes fall shut and a guttural growl leaves his throat. His hips thrust erratically against me, each movement he makes hitting my core and forcing me to move against Sirius' fingers. I can't take it any longer. A whimper escapes my throat that I hardly recognise as mine, as red stars envelop my world and my orgasm hits, leaving me shuddering around the two men. Somewhere in the distance I hear Sirius' orgasmic growl and his fingers clench harder at my backside. Heaven, pure heaven.

My vision returns and I come back to the reality of Remus kissing my shoulder.

"Thank you," he murmurs against my skin, then, craning his neck around, he catches Sirius up in a compulsive, deep kiss. "And you."

"If the two of you are quiet done," a dark voice resounds from behind me, "I believe it is time Miss Granger was given the attention she duly deserves."

Arms wrap around my body and lips brush at my bare shoulders and neck. I crane my head back and find myself looking right into Severus' eyes. I put on my best smirk, and reply, "If you think you can top that...Sir."