Horndog
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Chapter 20: First Hunt, Taboo Romance, & Heart Attack (IV)
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 20: First Hunt, Taboo Romance, & Heart Attack (IV) - Watch as Sirius navigates his way through the Hogwarts of the old days and the new. The way to a man’s heart goes through his belly, and the way to a woman's heart goes through her cunny—Sirius chose to live by those ideas.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Fan Fiction High Fantasy Mystery Paranormal Magic Transformation
“Sirius Black? Ah, that Sirius Black? What are you doing he—”
Before the man could finish speaking, the door opened fully, and a woman rushed out whose features Sirius didn’t notice. She quickly gave him a shoulder and tried to support him before he could fall. “What are you doing, Xeno? Look at his state!”
“T-Thank you...” Sirius grunted and walked in with her support. Soon, he found himself lying on a bed, “A k-knife! Give me a knife! Quick...”
“Here,” the man took one out from his back pocket as if it was always there.
Where have I brought myself? Sirius wondered, seeing the odd man. But they weren’t Voldemort supporters, and that was all that mattered.
Sirius grabbed the knife and, without a flinch, stabbed himself in the chest and pierced the blade through his heart. He repeated it two more times until a hole started to appear in his chest, like the last time he received a killing curse.
“D-Don’t ... Panic.” Sirius tried to calm the onlookers and let the magic take its course. The hole widened and eventually started to fill up again on its own with a new heart in place. It started beating right away, and thankfully, Sirius felt no pain this time.
The last one was defective? He wondered and tried to relax. He knew the bed below him was likely crimson by now, but he didn’t care. He attempted to look at his two benefactors, but weakness took him by surprise.
Being immortal didn’t make him invincible. Fatigue caught up to him, and his eyes closed down. Slumber gracing his mind.
“What did I just see?”
“Xenophilius, let’s never talk about this.”
“What? Pandora, this is beyond magic. He lost a heart and grew a new one like a Blast-Ended Skrewts regenerates lost limbs...” Xenophilius excitedly rambled. “I can write about this in my first edition of the magazine.”
Pandora stared at her husband, her pale-silver eyes narrow, “He said, ‘Don’t contact the Ministry.’ That means he wants to keep this a secret. Let’s wait till he wakes up, at least.”
“Fine,” Xenophilius sighed and headed out of the room, “I’ll go back to my study. The research on gnomes won’t complete itself.”
“Hmm...” Her lips pursed, Pandora Lovegood continued to stare at their guest’s bare chest. Curious and uncaring of the bloodied wound, she put her palm on the middle of his chest, “How did you regrow a whole heart? You should be dead by now.”
Being a witch with an excessive interest in experimenting with spells, Sirius Black looked like a goldmine.
“No wonder you want to keep this a secret.” She mumbled and silently stared at his chest, unknown what was on her mind.
Changing fates change lives. Some destined to die shall live. Some destined to live shall perish. Remember the faces, for some, you may lose the chance to cherish.
“What?!” Sirius’ eyes shot open, and he sat up on the comfortable bed. With sweat all over him, he looked down at himself, alive and bandaged everywhere. His whole body was completely bare under the blanket.
It was warm and bright, with plenty of sunlight coming from the room’s window. It was a bedroom from the looks of it, but somehow much more. Bright white walls, dozens of portraits on the walls, and then there was a corner with a wooden table. On top of it, a plethora of books, magical tools, and potions flasks.
A bedroom or a lab? Sirius muttered and tried to get out of bed.
“You shouldn’t do that.”
That feminine voice stopped him. He looked left and right but saw nobody in the room, or outside the window.
“Here.” the voice came again, and a part of the stone wall at the left edge of the room vanished, revealing a strikingly charming face.
Sirius looked at her for the first time and just kept looking. The oval, innocent, perfect frame of her face with cascading, wavy, long dirty-blonde hair was a sight to behold. Her stature was not too tall, but her figure held him enthralled. Eyes, silver pools of allure, held a captivating gaze. Lips, a crimson temptation, curved in a seductive smile.