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Well, I promised this to Mad a long time ago, and here it is, finally! Hope you like it, hun! And I hope the rest of you like it too! :D

Title: The Mary Sue Virus
Chapter Title: the Climb
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.

Hyacinth stretched lazily as she slowly woke up. She looked around the room and noticed that she was the only one, aside from Pansy, that had slept in her own bed that night. She shook her head, letting out a small laugh. Somehow, she was sure the girls had enjoyed themselves. She reluctantly got out of bed and got herself ready to leave. She checked the small clock on her nightstand. 7:43am. George had told her to meet him in the main entrance at eight. She hoisted her trunk up and headed out into the common room. She’d made it about half way to the door when it swung open and Azalea snuck through. Hyacinth smiled. “Hi there!”
 
Azalea jumped a foot in the air and spun around to see who was in the room. “You scared the shit out of me.” She took a deep breath to calm herself.
 
“Where did you sleep last night?” Hyacinth’s smile widened.
 
Azalea yawned. “Who said I slept?” She laughed. “I’ll tell you all about it when you get back.” She headed in the direction of the dorm room and waved over her shoulder. “Happy Easter!”
 
Hyacinth waved back and dragged her trunk out the door and up the stairs to the entrance hall. She sighed heavily and sat down on the over packed trunk. She had scolded herself the night before for taking far too much, but she couldn’t decide what she would need. She nearly dozed off while sitting there until a familiar voice broke through. “Good morning.” She started slightly and then smiled up at George as he sat down beside her. “Is 8am too early for you?”
 
She shook her head. “No, of course not.”
 
“Well, it is for me.” He yawned dramatically and looked around the hall. “Not too much action around, is there?” There wasn’t a soul to be seen nearby.
 
“I think that anyone who is staying for the break is still asleep, or studying.” She surveyed the empty hall for herself. “Everyone who was leaving probably left last night.” She looked back at George and noticed a mischievous look in his eyes. “What?”
 
He grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the staircase that led to the towers. “There is something I always wanted to do while I was here, but I never had the chance.” They reached the corridor below the Astronomy tower and George stopped near a small painting. Someone could have walked right by it without noticing, if they weren’t looking for it. It depicted a starry night sky, with a tiny witch riding a broom. George reached up and flicked the end of her broom. With a string of curses from the witch in the picture, a small door opened, revealing another staircase. He took a few steps in and turned back to Hyacinth. “Coming?” She looked a little trepidation as she stepped through the threshold. The door closed behind them, leaving them in the dark. They moved carefully up the steps, trying to find their footing in the pitch black stairwell.
 
“Umm, George? Where are we going?” Hyacinth took a careful step, nearly missing the stair.
 
She heard him chuckle quietly. “You’ll see soon enough, luv.” With a grunt he pushed open a heavy door, and led her out into the sunshine. She blinked against the light for a moment as she stepped out onto the parapet.
 
She looked back at him as he leaned against the door jam. “The Astronomy Tower?”
 
“It’s a short cut.” He smiled and moved toward her, pulling her into his arms. He dipped her dramatically and kissed her. “Have you figured out what I always wanted to do up here?” the mischief that she had seen in his eyes earlier was back.
 
She blushed furiously and looked down, suddenly shy. “I can guess.” When she lifted her eyes to his again, there was something else there. It wasn’t just mischief anymore. There was something else… something primal. Her breath came faster as he kissed her again, deeper this time. She felt her body respond and thanked whatever gods were listening that she’d decided to wear a skirt that morning. “George…” his name came out as a gasp as his hand slipped up her skirt and grabbed hold of her ass. Before she could say anything else, he lifted her off her feet. He pressed her against the cold stone wall next to the door and she wrapped her legs around him, giving over any power she’d had. She bent in closer to him. “I’m all yours.” She whispered with a smile.
 
He let out a low moan as he pulled back to look at her. They both smiled before their lips collided in a passionate kiss. Their lips didn’t part as George fought to release his growing erection. As one of his hands undid his fly, his other slipped between the two of them. His fingers pressed against the crotch of her panties, causing her to moan and pull away from the kiss. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer again, and began kissing and sucking on his neck. His moans joined hers as she reached down and grabbed hold of his cock. “Merlin, Cin.” He kissed her hungrily as she continued to stroke him. Finally he pulled away, gasping for breath. “Can’t wait…” His lips fell back on hers and the fingers that had been teasing her pulled the crotch of her panties aside. He drove himself into her with one powerful thrust, causing her to cry out.
 
At this point, neither of them cared if they got caught. He wouldn’t have heard if anyone had opened either door anyway. All he was paying attention to was her pleas for more. She felt every muscle in her body tense as he drove her over the edge again and again. She was sure that if he didn’t finish soon, she’d black out. As if he’d read her mind, she felt him twitch as his climax over took him. After a moment, both still breathless, they pulled apart. A quick scorgify later, they were heading back down the stairs. “So?” She smiled as they reentered the corridor just below the tower.
 
“So what?” He laughed a little. “Fun, wasn’t it.” He pulled her into a kiss as she nodded her agreement. “We’d better get going. I told Mum we’d be there for lunch.” They headed down the many flights of stairs and collected her trunk.
 
“We have to go to a One Stop first!” Hyacinth took George’s arm.
 
“A muggle store? Why?” His brow wrinkled a bit.
 
“I can’t very well show up at your parents house empty handed. I was raised properly.” She smiled when she imagined what Arthur Weasley’s reaction to her gift would be.

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Date: 2007-10-26 06:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] manic-olive.livejournal.com
Daz! *blush* Astronomy Tower lovin'! How delightfully MS-ish. I liked it, another great chapter! Does this mean we're getting one a day again? Chapters I mean, not hot, Weasley love.

BTW, I really like this story alot, can you please write a sequel or post some more chapters?

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Date: 2007-10-26 06:41 pm (UTC)
nanaeanaven: Permanently Tired (Default)
From: [personal profile] nanaeanaven
Well, I'm not willing to promise anything, but I do still have ideas rattling around in my head for a sequel. Maybe we should each do one? lol

Oh, lovely chapter, btw.

Another nice one...

Date: 2007-10-27 04:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ginevrasm.livejournal.com
Did I say I like red-heads?

I do! I do!

I hope you ladies do come up with a sequel or two. This is so much fun.

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Date: 2007-10-27 10:42 pm (UTC)
ladydeathfaerie: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ladydeathfaerie
i meant to read this the other day. but i got distracted. it was another great chapters, Daz. i enjoyed it.

*sniffles* this is probably the first time in my life i've ever wanated to be a Mary Sue.

Me too...

Date: 2007-10-27 11:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ginevrasm.livejournal.com
I might even put up with being called "Sue" for the privilege. I don't suppose there are any Weasley boys still available? I haven't read far enough into the HP books to know.

I've got to get the rest of the books now...

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Date: 2007-11-02 06:21 pm (UTC)
nanaeanaven: Permanently Tired (Default)
From: [personal profile] nanaeanaven
Well, the idea I had involved all of us, but I can see the lure of focusing on your own sue for a while ... tee hee. ^_^ Either way, I can't really come up with anything other than the barest bones of an idea without knowing how this one ends.

My My.....

Date: 2007-11-08 02:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] paper--flower.livejournal.com
You've done it again. Left me wondering. I should so beat you up for that!

((Remind me later.....to beat you up that is!))

--Dark Cabaret

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