Horndog
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Chapter 27: A ‘Convincing’ Deal (II)
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 27: A ‘Convincing’ Deal (II) - 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
A few days passed since then, and Sirius got busy writing down names and gathering information related to all the Death Eaters—their names, their families, and their locations. The next round of hunting was about to begin, and he felt this was going to be his magnum opus.
“Kreacher!” Sirius roared as soon as he returned home after his last round of spying.
With a snap, the old house elf appeared beside the recliner chair Sirius was resting on. “Master Sirius.”
Sirius nonchalantly ordered him, “Prepare all of Regulus’ favorite dishes when I return with him. He’s going to graduate from the school tomorrow.”
Kreacher’s face lit up with an opportunity to serve. “Master Sirius commands, Kreacher obeys. Everything will be prepared perfectly. Kreacher serves, Kreacher pleases.”
Sirius just nodded and closed his eyes, falling asleep in the recliner chair itself. With his beard slowly growing and becoming visible, and his hair somewhat unkempt, it wasn’t hard to see he was tired.
Soon, the words of the oracle once again started to haunt him in the form of nightmares. He had gotten used to them as it was a regular thing. But still, they never failed to turn his body sweaty and his face paler.
Eventually, he saw himself die in the dream, and that woke him up with a jolt. He looked left and right at the empty hall of his big house. Kreacher wasn’t too far from him, cleaning the chimney.
“How long was I asleep?”
“A whole night and a day, Master Sirius,” Kreacher replied.
“Ugh.” Sirius got up while rubbing his belly. “No wonder I feel hungry. Well, Regulus should be done with his boat ride by now. I’ll take him to Hogsmeade for a few drinks.”
“When should Kreacher make the food for Master Regulus?” Kreacher asked.
“Morning,” Sirius replied and lazily dragged himself to the bathroom. He freshened up, changed his clothes, and then apparated away right to Hogsmeade railway station.
As he had expected, the platform was filled with graduates entering the train and bidding their last goodbye to the school. The steaming engine was already whistling in preparation to start the journey.
It was night already, but nowhere close to bedtime. So, Sirius walked into the train and looked for Regulus, quickly finding him sitting with a few other Slytherins. The boy had grown plenty by now, reaching Sirius’ height already.
“Grab your bag. We’re celebrating,” Sirius said, leaving the train and waiting outside. He saw Hagrid not too far away, but for some reason, the big man walked away the moment their eyes met.
What’s gotten to him now?
“Where are we going?” Regulus stepped out just then, a boxy bag in his hand.
“Hogsmeade,” Sirius muttered and started walking away. Unlike Regulus, who was still in his school uniform, Sirius was casually dressed in jeans, a black jacket, and a shirt.
Following behind, Regulus looked at his elder brother, feeling a hint of concern from his current condition. “When did you last shave?”
“Probably a week ago,” Sirius replied, strolling.
“You don’t look well.”
“Hunting down bloodthirsty Death Eaters is not easy. Who knew?” Sirius jokingly replied. “I’m fine and kicking ass, Regulus.”
Regulus chuckled and soon followed him into the Three Broomsticks Inn. The place had no customers at that time of the day. The fear of Voldemort, it being dinner time, and Hogwarts staff being busy meant the fine establishment was all for the two brothers to enjoy.
“Ah, there’s my favorite barmaid,” Sirius cheekily barked as he sat on a high stool at the inn’s bar. On the other side was the beautiful woman, the one he had flirted with so many times in the past, and made her laugh with James until she was out of breath back in the day.
The woman chuckled and set a shot of Firewhiskey for Sirius right away. “And here’s the only two decent Blacks.”
Sirius passed his shot of Firewhiskey to his brother instead. “Make it two today, Madam Rosmerta. He’s no more a student—time to drink like a man.”
The woman, a few years older than Sirius, chuckled and put up two more glasses instead, adding one for herself since the inn was empty. She was an attractive woman with wavy blonde hair and green eyes. A curvy body if one were to look in the right spots. She was tall and relatively easy to talk to, something Sirius and James had always liked about her.
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