marysuevirus | Chapter 18

Let the lemonfest begin!

Title: The Mary Sue Virus
Chapter Title: New Memories
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: 18+
Warnings: Graphic Sexual situations, Oral, Angst
Disclaimer: The recognizable characters in this work of fiction and the world it is set in are the property of J.K Rowling and Warner Bros. Pictures. The original characters are the property of Dazzledfirestar, Nanaea, Madapple and Polywolly, and are not to be used without the permission of those individuals. I am not making any money from this and it is purely a flight of fancy for the purpose of entertainment only.

The girls reached the gargoyle and checked to see if the coast was clear before throwing the cloak off. “What are we going to do with it?” Rowena looked at the silvery piece of fabric.

Azalea grabbed hold of it and threw it up over the gargoyle. “Dumbledore will get it back to its rightful owner, I’m sure.” All four of them stared at each other for a minute. “What should we do?”

“Find them.” Issobell said quickly. “At least two of us will probably get some info.” She locked eyes with Azalea for a moment. “We probably won’t. But it’s worth a shot.” The others nodded and they split up, letting the Mary Sue luck guide them through the halls.

Hyacinth found herself in front of a heavy oak door in a secluded part of the castle. She could hear movement within the room and took a chance. She rapped quickly on the door, and held her breath as footsteps approached. George couldn’t have looked more shocked when he opened the door. “What are you doing here?”

“I needed to see you.” She felt her cheeks grow warmer. “I thought you said you were just here for the evening.”

“I thought I would be.” He ushered her into the room. “How…” She silenced him quickly, pressing her lips tenderly to his. Slowly the kiss deepened but suddenly George pulled back, exhaling heavily. “We need to talk, love.” He led her closer to two chairs near the crackling fire and motioned for her to sit. She did her best to look as if she had no idea what was going on, and in truth she really didn’t. Nothing, other than Dumbledore’s faith in the girls, and the fact that they were all involved in some kind of action, presumably for the Order of the Phoenix had really been revealed. So she sat, waiting for him to start speaking again. “I…” He sighed again, and searched for the right words, “I have something I have to do.”

“Oh?” Hyacinth leaned toward him.

He locked eyes with her. “Yeah. It’s something… Well, I know what Mum would say about it.”

“What would she say?” Hyacinth tried to get him to continue.

He smiled slightly and did his best impression of Molly Weasley, “Risking your life at this stage of things is just silly.” His smile faded slowly.

“Risking your life?” Hyacinth’s eyes grew wide. “George, what’s going on?”

He took her hands in his and kissed her palms gently before continuing. “I told you about the Order, Cin. The fight’s not quite over yet.” Her expression didn’t change. “Dumbledore has a plan to round up the last of the Death Eaters, but it’s dangerous…”

“When isn’t it…?” She muttered quietly.

He ignored her comment and continued. “It’s complicated, but I think it’ll work. Then it’ll really be over and we can all just get on with our lives.” He kissed her hand again and lifted one of his to her cheek. “I’ll be fine, love.”

She tried to smile. “I know.” Was all she managed to get out.

“Thing is…” He got out of his chair and got to his knees in front of hers. “I won’t be able to write for a while, or come to see you.” She nodded, not trusting her voice. “Before I go, I’ll tell them.” Her head snapped up. “I want you to come home with me for Easter break… at least a few days anyway.”

Her eyes widened again, but this time a smile crossed her face as well. She let out a bit of a laugh and threw her arms around him. “I’d love to.” Was all she managed to say before their lips met again.

His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her down into his lap. He seemed to have no problem with hurrying this time as he quickly pulled off her robes and uniform. He admired her in the firelight as he removed his own clothes before pulling her into a passionate kiss. Suddenly, as if remembering himself, he pulled back and took a long look at her. “I want to remember you like this.”

She opened her mouth, intent on telling him they’d have plenty of chances to be together during Easter break, but his lips stopped her. His lips began to roam down her neck, taking their time, as if he was trying to memorize every inch of her skin. She gasped as he reached her nipples, sucking gently on each one in turn, never taking his eyes off her face. His fingers glided up her inner thigh, teasing her gently before he slipped one into her slick opening, getting in return, another gasp. “George…” His name came out of her mouth as barely more than a breath as he positioned himself at her entrance. He teased her with the tip of his member for as long as he could stand. Finally, he slipped his entire length into her in one slow thrust. Her hips rose to meet him and her hands gripped his shoulders, pulling his lips back to hers. She reluctantly broke the kiss, letting out a satisfied moan as his pace sped up slightly. She spurred him on as he buried himself inside of her harder and faster until she was practically screaming for more. Her back arched off the old Persian rug that sat in front of the fire as orgasm after orgasm rocked her body. Suddenly, they rolled toward the fire, and Hyacinth found herself riding her Weasley with abandon. He pulled her as close as he could as his own climax washed over him. Hyacinth rested her head on his chest, reveling in the feeling of having him still inside her. “I could stay like this all night.” She said quietly.

George looked up at her with a grin on his face, and a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “Then that’s where you’re staying.” She grinned back as she felt him growing hard again.

Chapter 18 - New Memories

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