Current mood:	determined
Entry tags:	#madness2012, author: bonfoi, kink: face shot, kink: orgasm denial/delay, kink: sex magic, kink: threesome/moresome, kink: voyeurism, week prompt: guilty pleasure week

For the Greater Good [NC17] (RL/SS; HG/HP/GW)
Title:

For the Greater Good

Author: bonfoi
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape; Hermione Granger/Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley
Summary: Denial makes Remus cranky.
Challenge: hp_may_madness’s Kink 11: Face Shot | Prompt: Love is in the air, Vice | Weekly Prompt: Guilty Pleasures
Word Count: 1,218
Genre: Alternate Universe; Missing Scenes; PWP; Grey!fic
Warnings: Grey!Remus; Grey!Severus; Sex Magic; Voyeurism; Threesome; Orgasm Delay; Portrait Sex
A/N: Oh, we have such wicked, wicked mods! All characters are of age.

The House of Strangers collection
1 ~ A Special Reward
2 ~ Gifted | 3 ~ Focus
4 ~ Escape | 5 ~ Guarding His Bone | 6 ~ A Taste
7 ~ Impressions | 8 ~ Hunting Before the Moon | 9 ~ Unexpected Gifts
10 ~ Shared Experiences | 11 ~ For the Greater Good | 12 ~ Swiftly Tilting

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Disclaimer: The world of Harry Potter, its characters and settings are the copyrighted works of J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros., her publishing companies and affiliates. No profit was made from the writing of this story nor was any malice intended in any way, shape or form to the author or the actors/actresses who so brilliantly have brought them to life.

This author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.

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"Har-ry..." Ginny crooned.

Harry swatted at whatever was tickling his bare stomach and came abruptly awake when his hand tangled in hair. He sat up and realized that not only was his stomach bare but so was the rest of him. "I'm naked!" he exclaimed. Ginny laughed and Hermione chuckled at Harry's side.

"Yes, you are, Harry. How observant." Hermione smoothed her hand over Harry's back, her sharp nails scratching lightly. Harry almost purred. "We were just wondering if you knew what was happening last night?"

Harry opened his eyes, and then blinked bemusedly at her. "Uh. Yeah. Ginny, stop that!" he hissed. "I'm trying to think."

Ginny rested her chin on Harry's left thigh and looked up at him with a smirk. "Love is in the air. Deal with it, Potter." She went back to huffing warm air at his morning wood and making him lose his concentration.

"Ginny, love, you know what that does to him. I need him to answer my question and then you can go back to properly waking him up, okay?" Hermione petted Ginny's long hair, gathering some into her hands and braiding it loosely.

"Oh, very well." Ginny wriggled away and curled around Harry's leg. "Answer her, Harry, and be quick about it."

"Oh, uh, yeah." Harry shook himself and looked at Hermione. "Seems Moldy Voldie is losing control." He stopped and then grinned. "Seems he can't find Snape anymore either."

"Ooh, does that satisfy your questioning itch, Hermione?" Ginny asked just before she laid her cheek against Harry' groin and began delicately licking his cock.

Hermione laughed and pulled Harry back. "For now, you greedy girl." She turned Harry's face toward her. "Kiss me, Harry," she murmured.

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Remus walked stiffly through the halls of the House of Strangers. Great Aunt Helga kept pace as she flitted from one painting to the other. "Will you cease your perambulation and tell me what has you all in a dither?" she finally demanded when the satyr and nymph on the second floor demanded she pay a toll before proceeding.

He growled and slowed to a stop. "I've had to bind myself up so I don't bugger my lover into a torpor. He's had to stopper himself to the same end. I am not a happy man!" he growled out.

The satyr looked Remus up and down as the nymph climbed onto his lap and impaled herself on him. They began moaning together and Remus pulled his wand and cast a stilling charm on them, freezing them. When Helga glared at him and harrumphed, he ungraciously unfroze the pair.

"You have to curb your passions and you're angry with the world?" Helga stamped her feet and sneered. "I swear, you men are all the same, whatever the century." She crossed her arms, flinching a bit as the nymph screamed out her shuddering release. Helga sniffed. "Me, me, me! You're missing the big picture, my good man. You and Severus are part of something wondrous and magical, in the truest sense of the word. Have you felt what's happening around you, around us?"

Remus sighed and scrubbed his hands over his face. "Madam, all I really want to do is bugger and be buggered my lover. Severus is amazing and more magic than I've ever handled." He looked at her sadly. "I don't want to fight anymore. I just want to love Severus."

"Then gird your throbbing loins, young wizard. You won't be able to do that in peace until you rid us all of that blight, that Dark Beetle as you dubbed him." Helga let her arms drop to her sides and gave a sidelong glance at the satyr decorating the nymph's face and neck with spunk. "Then you can be like the satyr and bestow your essence upon Severus any time you want.

He threw back his head and laughed. It seemed to brighten his eyes and lift a weight off his shoulders. "Thank you, Aunt Helga." Remus bowed. "I needed some insight." He walked away slowly.

Helga turned to the satyr and the nymph with a smile. "There, now that that's done, what say you show me how wicked satyrs and nymphs can be." She raised her wand and undid the buttons on the back of her gown with a lilting laugh.

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Ron put his feet up on a scratched coffee table someone had scrounged from some other room in No. Twelve Grimmauld Place. "Now, as I was saying," he said as he chewed, "there's something off about Tonks. Charlie says she never got the mopes, not even when her pet kneazle died. Her dad sent a note saying she hasn't shown brown hair since she was born. And," he held up a greasy finger, "she's an Auror, for Merlin's sake. They don't tolerate klutzes and weeping wonders there."

"Aye, young Weasley, yer correct," Mad-eye Moody agreed with a nod. "I trained the gel myself. Vain and manipulative she may be, but never a hint of a depression, even when we broke her legs that one operation." He reached for a leg of fried chicken while summoning a few more slices of thickly-cut bread. "Didn't know ye were so observant, Weasley."

"Yeah, gotta be in my family." Ron burped and begged forgiveness and then put more fried chicken and peas on his plate. "Don't get far if you don't observe, sir. I mean, just look at Harry and the girls." He smirked around his spoonful of peas as Mad-eye gasped and choked, reaching over to thwack the man's back three times until the coughing fit passed. "Didn't notice, eh? Yeah, they keep awful quiet an', well, the girls are right wicked with their spells, don't you know?" He kept one eye on Mad-eye and cleaned his plate and then reached forward for a plate with two slices of apple pie on it.

"Ye won't say anymore, eh?" Mad-eye said with a glint in his magical eye. "Never saw anything," he said softly. "That Granger girl?" He laughed at Ron's nod. "Should have known. Do ye think she might have a few tricks up her sleeves about Tonks?" Ron nodded even more enthusiastically.

"Yesh," Ron said in a hail of crumbs. "I'll ask her when she comes down. She's the smartest witch of our generation, you know."

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The Carrow siblings shivered as one of the stairs in Hogwarts trapped them on a blind landing, Peeves popping in and out of existence to pepper them with slimy things and brackish water.

"How the 'ell we gonna find the werewolf whens we can't leave the damned building?" Amycus whined.

Alecto rounded on him and kicked him in the shins. "We're the law here, you blubberin' ninny! Start cursing that damned pooka or I'll push ye off and take me chances."

Peeves appeared again, with a bubbling, burbling cauldron swinging beneath him. He began singing, mesmerizing the pair by moving the cauldron back and forth in an arc.

"It's not nice to hurt the kiddies
It's a vice to be so sour
So some potion used to scour
Your tongues an' eyes'll dim the glower..."

He tipped the cauldron over the Carrows with a shout. They flailed their arms and cast spells wildly, hexing each other. Peeves swirled around them, shrieking with laughter.

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