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      Published: 2006-09-17 Completed: 2007-07-01 Chapters: 6/6 Words: 7215
****** The Accidental Wife ******
by CanadiangirllovesHP
Summary
     Tonks’ clumsiness strikes again. A spell gone wrong forms an
     accidental bond. What’s Harry going to do? (Harry/Tonks)
Notes
     Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally
     archived at HP_Fandom, which was closed for health and financial
     reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually importing its
     works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in August 2016. I
     e-mailed all creators about the move and posted announcements, but
     may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this creator,
     please contact me using the e-mail address on HP_Fandom_collection
     profile.
***** Prologue *****
The Accidental Wife
The world of Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowlings and her publishers. No money
is made from this story.
{...} parseltongue
Prologue:
Tonks entered 12 Grimmauld Place as quietly as she could. She tiptoed pass Mrs.
Black’s portrait, maneuvered around the umbrella stand and walked silently down
the hall.
‘I wonder where everyone is,’ she thought. She checked the parlor, library and
the kitchen finding no one. She headed down to the training room in the
basement.
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Meanwhile:
Harry and Snape were practicing spells in the basement training room.
“It is imperative that you pronounce this spell correctly,” said Snape. “If not
done correctly it could have disastrous results.”
“Ok I understand,” said Harry.
“You can practice the spell on these rats.”
‘That should not be hard. I can pretend it’s Wormtail,’ thought Harry.
“The spell will bind the soul to the physical body so that the soul will die
with the body. This should get rid of The Dark Lord for good this time,” said
Snape.
Since the spell had to be done in parseltongue Harry glanced at a snake ring he
was wearing. He looked back to the caged rat, pointed his wand and said {I bind
your soul to thee}. A beam of light hit the rat causing it to squeak. Snape
scanned the rat to see if the spell work.
“It appears that you did the spell correctly,” said Snape reluctantly. “Try it
again.” He placed another caged rat on the floor and stepped back.
Harry took aim.
{I bind your soul…}
Tonks charged into the room knocking into Harry.
{To…t...me.} Harry and Tonks fell to the floor causing the spell to miss the
rat and hit the mirrored wall, ricocheting of the mirror to hit Harry and
Tonks. They were enveloped in a bright light and both collapsed.
Snape watched this in horror. He was helpless to stop it, it all happened to
fast.
He rushed over to the other two checking to see if they were still alive.
Seeing that they were alive but unconscious he levitated them out of the room
and up the stairs. He grabbed a handful of floo powder and with a sigh of
“bloody Gryffindors” threw the powder into the fire.
“Hogwarts infirmary.”
He stalked into the fire with the levitated forms of Harry and Tonks trailing
behind him.
TBC.
Well what do you think? Should I continue with this story. Please review and
tell me what you think.
***** Prologue *****
Characters belong to the talented J.K. Rowlings and her publishers. I am just
borrowing them for a while.
Thank you to all of you who reviewed. I know the bonding story line has been
done before but hopefully I can give it my own spin. This is set in Harry’s 7th
year and as I live happily in denial land this will for the most part ignore
book six.
Harry’s speech –HARRY
Tonks’ speech- Tonks
Chapter 2: WHAT!
Harry came into consciousness slowly. He could tell he was in a bed but what
else. What was that heavy feeling across his chest? He slowly peeled his eyes
open and felt around for his glasses. He grabbed them off the side table and
put them on. Glancing down he saw an arm lying across his chest.
‘Oh someone is in the bed with me,’ he thought. He laid back and closed his
eyes. The thought finally penetrated his fuzzy mind. His eyes snapped open.
“What!”
He abruptly rolled to side. Bad move. He went crashing to the floor.
“Mr. Potter,” shrieked Madame Pomfrey. “Are you all right?”
Harry sat up slowly and moaned. ‘Why do I feel like a herd of Hippogriffs ran
over me,’ he thought. He glanced up at the bed. ‘Oh right I fell out of bed.’
He gasped as a strong pain ripped through him.
“Mr. Potter, speak to me!”
“Hurts.”
Harry hauled himself up and got back into bed. He reached out towards the other
person grabbing the hand reaching for his. While Madame Pomfrey fussed over him
his eyes glanced at their joined hands then snapped back up to stare at Tonks
face. They stared at each other then turned together to face Madame Pomfrey.
“What is going on,” demanded Harry.

“Why in the name of Merlin are we here and in a bed TOGETHER,” said Tonks.
“I’ll get the Headmaster,’ said Madame Pomfrey as she hurried of to fire-call
the Headmaster.
Harry and Tonks glared at the retreating figure and then turned back to each.
They looked at their joined hands and abruptly let go. Immediately they felt a
tingle. The tingle turned into an ache, the ache quickly turned into a sharp
pain.
“What the heck!”

“OUCH!”
They grabbed back onto each other’s hand and the pain subsided.
“This is not good!”

“What is happening to us?”
Just then Professors Dumbledore and Snape entered with Madame Pomfrey.
“What’s going on…why can’t we let go of each other…it hurts…what was that spell
that hit us?”
“Now Harry, Nymphadora please calm down and give me a chance to speak,” said
Dumbledore.
He conjured some comfortable chairs and sat down beside the bed. The others sat
down as well.
“Now Harry, Nymphadora what do you remember?”
“I was practicing the soul binding curse with Professor Snape. I had done it
right once and was mid incantation when Tonks came charging in and crashed into
me. Then there was a flash of light and that’s all I remember sir.”

“I had just gotten to the house and was looking around to see if anyone was
home. I walked into the training room and I tripped. We were hit by a spell and
I passed out. I don’t remember anything else. What was that spell?”
“Severus could you tell them what happened?”
“Mr. Potter was in mid incantation for the soul binding curse. The curse traps
the soul of target in their body. We hope to use it on the Dark Lord to finally
destroy him this time. Tonks came charging in the door without knocking and
crashed into Mr. Potter. He finished saying something just as he fell causing
the spell to go astray. It hit the mirror and bounced back onto the two of
you.”

“What do you mean said something? Did you not hear him?”
“The spell was in parsel-tongue, that why he could not understand me.”
“Do you know what you said Harry,” asked Dumbledore.
“I’m not sure. What happened to us?”
“Some how I’m guessing you must have said me instead of thee causing the spell
to change.”
“That is very possible. She startled me. What does that have to do with us
needing to touch each other?”
“It seems that the spell was changed slightly,” said Dumbledore. “Instead of
binding a soul to its own body it has bound two souls together.”
“What!”

“Oh my god!”
Tonks looked at Harry. ‘My god what have I done?’
“Please sir tell me you can fix this,” pleaded Harry.
“I’m afraid not my boy. You and Miss Tonks are soul bind for life.”
Harry started to shake and mutter no over and over again. Madame Pomfrey ran to
the storeroom, grabbed a calming draft and returned quickly.
“Here Mr. Potter take this.”
Harry was hyperventilating at this point so Madame Pomfrey nodded to Snape. He
grabbed hold of Harry’s jaw and forced the potion into him. After a few minutes
Harry started to calm down. Harry turned pleading eyes to his professors.
“I’m only seventeen. What am I going to do?” He started to sob. Tonks wrapped
her arms around him and held him as he cried.

“I’m so sorry Harry. This is all my fault,” said Tonks.
“It was an accident Tonks,” said Harry wearily.

“Why do we need to touch each other? Will it go away,” asked Tonks?
“The need to touch is the bond’s way of forcing its completion,” said Madame
Pomfrey.
“What do you mean completion?”
“Well,” said Madame Pomfrey with some hesitation. “The bond needs to be
consummated.”
“Con…con…consummated,” stuttered Harry, the colour draining from his face.
“Once the bond is consummated I would guess that after a week or two of
frequent intercourse the need for constant touching should go away.”
Harry and Tonks stared at the mediwitch wide-eyed, then at the others. Glancing
back at each other their eyes rolled back in their heads and they fainted.
The others looked at the two on the bed.
“Oh dear!”
 
 
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***** Gulp *****
Chapter 3: Gulp
Disclaimer: All characters owned by J.K.Rowlings and her assorted publishers.
This is written for fun not profit.
Tonks awoke to a dark and thankfully empty room. She rolled onto her side to
look at the still unconscious Harry.
‘Gods I can’t believe what happened. My clumsiness did not just get me in
trouble this time. Poor Harry. After all the other things he has had to deal
with now he is stuck with me.’ She brushed a lock of hair off his face. ‘He is
so handsome but oh so young. He should have had lots of time to enjoy dating
and experimenting with girls his own age.’ She sighed. ‘He is obviously still a
virgin, you can tell by his reaction. This is going to be so difficult.’
Harry’s eyes slowly cracked open. He looked at Tonks and gave a half-hearted
smile.
“Hey.”
“Wotchers Harry. I got us into a fine mess didn’t I.”
“Oh well it could be worse. One of us could have been bound to Snape.” They
both shuddered. Harry started to say something else when they were interrupted
by the return of Madame Pomfrey and the professors.
“How are the two of you feeling now,” asked Pomfrey.
“As well as can be expected,” replied Tonks.
Harry nodded in agreement.
“I know this has been a terrible shock to you both but there are some things we
must discuss with you,” said Dumbledore. “First thing, Nymphadora I took the
liberty to contact Kingsley and told him what has happened. Obviously you will
not be able to leave Harry’s side for a while even after the bond is
completed.”
“What do you mean Professor,” asked Harry.
“ We are not sure but most likely you will need to keep in close contact with
each other for a while. It may not be necessary to have constant physical
contact but you will most likely need periodic touch and need to stay within a
certain distance of each other.”
“I will not be able to work,” said Tonks forlornly.
“I’m afraid not. You have been given a leave of absence for your duties as an
auror. Kingsley is trying to convince the Ministry to assign you as Harry’s
bodyguard in order to explain why you are with Harry.”
“Will that work,” asked Tonks.
“Hopefully. We will know tomorrow. If not we will have to come up with a story
to explain this. I assume neither of you want people to know the truth?”
“No.”
“That would not be good.”
“The second thing we need to discuss is your living arrangements. A set of
rooms has been prepared for you here at Hogwarts. Harry will not be able to
live in the dorms but may visit the common room at any time prior to curfew. We
would like you to stay here a few days to make sure there are no health
problems due to the bond. Madame Pomfrey would prefer you to stay in the
hospital wing,” he raised his hand to stop the objections,” but I think it will
be safe enough if we allow you to move into your rooms instead.”
“Thank you Professor.”
“I expect either of you to come to me immediately if there is any problems,”
lectured Madame Pomfrey.
“We will,” said Tonks.
“There is one other thing we need to discuss,” stated Dumbledore. “It is
imperative that the two of you consummate this bond as soon as possible.” He
looked at the rapidly paling Harry. “Harry you are too vulnerable right now and
if you do not finish the bond soon you will not be able to attend classes. This
bond needs time to settle down so you can separate enough to function in
classes and your every day lives.”
Harry closed his eyes and nodded. ‘Gods why does it ALWAYS happen to me.’
“I know this is difficult for you both and I wish there was time for you to get
to know each other before rushing into a physical relationship but
unfortunately there is not.” They both nodded. “Now would you like to freshen
up before we show you to your rooms?”
They both nodded and started to get out of the bed letting go off each other as
they hopped off their own side. Within seconds the tingling began and they
lunged for each other. As he grasped Tonks hands again a thought dawned on him.
His eyes widened and he blushed.
“What’s wrong Harry,” asked Tonks.
“How are we going to freshen up if we can’t stop touching?”
“Oh…OH!”
“We can ‘t do ANYTHING alone anymore.”
“We just need to have a body part touching correct,” asked Tonks.
“What are you thinking about?”
“Harry take off your socks.”
“Ok.” They let go long enough to take off their socks. “Now what,” he asked.
“Let’s try just touching feet.”
They each touched one foot together. “Let go of my hand.” Harry let go of her
hand. Nothing happened.
“It worked.”
“As for using the loo in some degree of privacy could we maybe put a screen
around it and the person using it could stick their foot out from under it. The
other person could then touch their foot against it.”
“That would probably work. Adding a silencing charm would make it more private
as well,” commented Dumbledore.
“That’s great but what about bathing and getting dressed?”
“You will just have to grin and BARE it,” smirked Snape.
Harry gulped.
“Severus!”
“He needs to get over it. Surely someone that is planning to face the Dark Lord
can’t be THAT afraid to be naked in front of a woman?”
“That’s quite enough Severus,” scolded Madame Pomfrey.
“He’s right,” said Harry. “I do need to deal with it. Getting naked is
inevitable, I know this but it’s still overwhelming.” He paused. “So can we set
up a screen here or do we need to wait until we get to our rooms because,” he
blushed, “I really need to go.”
“Of course we can conjure it up here,” said Dumbledore. He led the way to the
loo with Harry and Tonks following hand and hand. Everything went as planned
and after washing hands and faces they returned to the others. They put their
socks and shoes back on.
“Now if there is any further problems contact me immediately,” stated Pomfrey.
“Your sitting room fireplace has floo access to here and the Headmaster’s
office.”
“We will.”
“Fine, fine if you are ready to go I will show you to your rooms.”
“Lead the way sir,” said Harry.
They left the Hospital Wing glad to be leaving but apprehensive of what was to
come.
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I need some input from you. Should the “bodyguard” story be using or should
Tonks have to pose as a transfer student that after a “whirlwind romance” Harry
married. I am leaning towards the latter but I would like your input.
***** Blush *****
Chapter 4: Blush
The characters is this story are owned by the talented J.K.Rowlings and her
assorted publishers. I’m just playing with them.
Thank you to all the people who reviewed and voted on bodyguard/ transfer
student idea. The overwhelming majority wanted the transfer student angle so
that’s what I have planned. I hope the ones that voted the other way will still
keep reading.
Harry and Tonks followed the Headmaster through the castle. They stopped at a
portrait of a young man lounging under a tree.
“Here we are,” said the headmaster. “The password is ‘Togetherness’. You can
change it if you want.”
When they entered the room Harry was awe-struck. The sitting room was
beautiful. A chocolate brown leather sofa faced the fireplace with two mocha
colored velour wingback chairs facing the sofa. Mahogany coffee and side tables
finished off the sitting area. Two desks flanked by bookshelves were along one
wall. A dining table and two chairs also in mahogany were along another wall.
“The bathroom is through there,” said Dumbledore, pointing to a door. “The
bathroom connects onto the bedroom and through that door,” he pointed to the
other door,” from the sitting room.”
Just then a house-elf popped in with some food. She set it up on the dining
table and popped back out.
 
“Your supper is here. I will let you eat and get settled in. Some of your
things were brought for you and are in the bedroom. Please let us know tomorrow
if there is anything else you need.” With that Dumbledore left.
“Well we should eat I guess,” said Harry
“Sounds like a great idea, I’m starving.”
They walked over to the table and sat down. Tonks pointed her wand at her feet
and vanished her shoes and socks. She then did the same to Harry’s feet as
well. They touched their feet together and ate their meal in silence. Finally
Tonks chuckled.
“What?”
“Why is this so awkward? We are friends surely we can make small talk…”
“To keep our mind of the rest,” finished Harry. “ I’m sorry I’m acting so
freaked out. It’s not you; it’s me being a scared little virgin.
“ I’m pretty freaked out myself. There’s no reason to be embarrassed.” She
finished the last of her meal and put down her fork.
“Let’s go check out the other rooms.”
“Sure.”
The bedroom was spacious and very elegant as well. The walnut wood king-size
bed was draped in navy bed hangings, a navy and cream comforter and cream
colored sheets. The side tables and two armoires were also walnut. Two navy
armchairs flanked the fireplace with wine tables at their side. The floor was
covered with a plush steel blue carpet. There was a walk in closet beside the
bathroom door. The bathroom had a large tub and a separate walk in shower large
enough for 3 or 4 people. They found their toiletries already laid out for them
and a stack of fluffy towels piled on the shelves.
They went back into the bedroom to check out the armoires and closet. The
house-elves had put away their clothes so with nothing else to do they sat down
on the bed.
“So are we going to…?” stammered Harry.
“We really should,” said Tonks gently. “Do you know about…?”
Harry blushed. “Sirius and Remus had the (finger quotes) little wizard talk
with me.”
“Both of them huh?”
Harry chuckled. “Remus did not trust Sirius to explain it properly and not
traumatize me or something.” He looked at her shyly. “Knowing about it and
DOING IT are different though.”
“Let’s go have a bath. It will help us to relax and I don’t know about you but
I definitely need to wash up.”
Harry gulped. “Ok.”
They made their way back into the bathroom. Tonks fiddled with the taps to find
bubbles that she liked while Harry nervously began to get undressed. Tonks
turned around just as Harry’s jeans dropped to his knees leaving him in just a
pair of boxer-briefs. She stared open-mouth at him.
‘Circe I had NO IDEA he was hiding a body like that under those baggy clothes.
He’s GORGEOUS!’
Harry blushed and fidgeted under her stare. She finished turning around and
reached out a hand to raise his downcast head. She looked him in the eye and
leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips.
“Don’t be embarrassed. Sorry I was staring but damn you are gorgeous.”
“Yeah right.”
“Yes you are.” She smiled playfully. “I had no idea you were hiding a body like
this,” she ran her hand down Harry’s chest, “ under those baggy clothes.” Harry
blushed even redder. “The bath is ready so I better catch up with you.” She
began to get undressed as well.
Harry averted his eyes as Tonks continued to peel off her clothes. He saw a bra
flying by his head and gulped. He nervously stepped out of his jeans, taking
care to keep at least one foot touching Tonks’. When he felt Tonks’ feet shift
signaling she had removed her underwear he took a deep breath and removed his
as well.
Tonks watched Harry steady himself before dropping his underwear. She gasped
and had to reach back to grasp the side of the tub to keep from losing her
balance. ‘He has REALLY been hiding things with those clothes. Oh my god he is
HUNG!’
Harry hearing the gasp looked up to see Tonks starting to fall back reacted
with his seeker reflexes and grabbed her other arm to steady her and haul her
back up. Tonks of course fell against him and they tumbled to the floor, Tonks
landing sprawled on top of him. They stayed like that for a moment just staring
into each other’s eyes until Harry realized a certain part of him was starting
to make its presence known so he tried to get up. Tonks feeling the rapidly
rising appendage pressing against her stomach giggled and looked down. She
looked back at Harry’s red-tinged face and grinned widely. Harry laughed
nervously.
‘I’m a VERY lucky girl,’ she thought as she finally got up holding out a hand
to help Harry up as well. They climbed into the tub and settled down beside
each other their one thigh touching.
Tonks reached over to the side of the tub to grab a couple of washcloths,
brushing her breasts against Harry in doing so. He blushed even harder if
possible. ‘Does he have blood left anywhere’s else beside his face,’ thought
Tonks. She could see the ripples in the water as his penis peaked out of the
bubbles. ‘Guess there is some blood left elsewhere,’ she mused. She passed a
cloth to Harry and began to wash herself.
Harry was haphazardly washing himself, his eyes busy following the path Tonks’
washcloth was taking across her chest. He continued to stare at her. ‘She’s so
beautiful. I can’t believe we need to…’
“Harry? HARRY?”
“Ahh,” he jerked back, the washcloth flying out off his hand and soaring across
the room. He looked guiltily at her.
“Can you wash my back please,” she asked trying to hold back her laughter.
“Um sure.” He took the offered washcloth and soap, scooting closer to her. He
gingerly began to wash her back trying not to get to close. She smirked and
turned around while he was in mid stroke so his hand landed on her breast. His
eyes widened and he looked her in the eyes. She smiled and grabbed his other
hand and placed it on her other breast.
Harry swallowed hard. ‘Gryffindor courage’ he thought. He gently traced his
hands over her breasts, thumbs rubbing across her nipples. She gasped and
arched into his touch. He slid closer and leaned in to brush his lips against
Tonks’. She responded by deepening the kiss. Harry licked at her lower lip
asking permission. She opened her mouth and Harry’s tongue plunged in. Their
tongues mapped each other’s mouth until the need to breath causes them to break
apart.
“Wow,” panted Harry.
“Yeah wow,” said Tonks partly referring to the kiss and partly to the erection
poking against her stomach. “I think we should move this into the bedroom.”
“Oh Yeah.”
Harry stood up and offered a hand to Tonks. They climbed out of the tub and
after a muttered drying spell by Harry they made their way into the bedroom.
***** Bonding *****
Disclaimer: The characters belong to J.K.Rowlings and her assorted publishers.
No profit is made from this story. It is just for fun.
Sorry for the long delay. Real life has been crazy and the cold weather here in
Toronto has been playing havoc with the arthritis in my hand. I hope you enjoy
reading this as much as I did writing it.
Chapter 5: Bonding
Tonks led Harry over to the bed. She climbed onto the bed and lay down on her
back, patting the mattress beside her. Harry laughed and stretched out on his
side, gazing into her eyes as he nervously played with her hair. Seeing the
anxiety in his eyes Tonks shifted onto her side to face him.
“Would you like me to take the lead,” she asked.
“I guess I’m still a little nervous. I know WHAT to do it’s just getting
started that seems to be the problem.”
Tonks smirked and pounced on top of Harry, snogging the startled young man. He
quickly got over his shock and eagerly returned the kisses. His erection, which
had subsided a bit from the bath returned with a vengeance. Harry broke away
when breathing became an issue and flipped her onto her back. He proceeded to
lick and nibble at her neck as his hands made their way to her breasts. She
arched her neck to the side to give him better access, moaning in appreciation
as he sucked on the spot under her ear that drove her wild.
‘I must be doing something right,’ thought Harry. ‘Now if I can remember
everything Sirius and Remus told me.’

Flashback
“Girls need some time to warm up before sex,” said Sirius.
“What Sirius is trying to say is foreplay is very important,” lectured Remus.
“You need to kiss and caress her, find her erroneous zones. Her neck, behind
her ear…”
"Her tits,” piped up Sirius.
Remus rolled his eyes. “Yes her breasts are particularly sensitive. Spend some
time on her nipples. Lick them, rub them, and suck on them…”
“He’s got the idea now on to the good part,” interrupted Sirius.
Harry trailed kisses down her body to her breasts. He flicked his tongue across
her nipple. She gasped sharply. He flattened his tongue and lick up over the
nipple then circled the areola with the tip of his tongue. Tonks moaned loudly,
grabbing onto Harry’s hair to hold him in place. Harry smiled and set to work.
He licked and sucked first one then the other nipple until they stood out taut
and Tonks was a writhing, moaning mess. He descended down her body again and
settled down between her wide spread legs he thought about the next part of
their conversation.

“To get a girl truly ready you need to make friends with her clitoris. That
little nub is your ticket to the main event.”
Remus looked to the heavens and shook his head.
“You can start rubbing it with your fingers and sticking your fingers inside
her while you are still working at her tits. The best way to get her going is
using your mouth. Plan to stay a while, considerate it a nice lite snack before
the main event,” grinned Sirius.
“Sirius can’t you be serious!”
Sirius barked out a laugh.
Remus glared at him and continued. “Oral sex can be an enjoyable experience. A
lot of women can not achieve an orgasm just from intercourse.” Sirius shuddered
dramatically, Remus glared and growled at him. He turned back to Harry. “It is
probably best to try to give your partner an orgasm first. It will relax her
and …”
“Put her in a more accommodating mood.”
“SIRIUS!”
“What? It’s the truth!”
Harry gave himself a mental shake and got back to the task at hand. He slowly
rubbed her clitoris loving the gasps and moans spilling out of her mouth. He
lowered his head and flicked his tongue quickly across the nub.
“Ahhhh…” screamed Tonks as she arched of the bed.
Harry laughed and lapped at her clit like a kitten at a bowl of milk. Tonks
clutched at the bedding with one hand and at Harry’s hair with the other. He
traced his tongue along her folds and plunged into her channel drinking her
juices. He moaned at the taste of her.
Tonks writhed on the bed. “Oh gods…oh gods…flying isn’t the only thing you’re a
natural at.”
Harry snickered and resumed his attention on her clit. Tonks was rapidly
approaching her climax so she reluctantly tried to stop Harry.
“St… op, H-Harry…stop.”
Harry looked up at her, his face dripping with her juices. “What’s wrong?”
“ I think,” she gasped for breath, “ that we should climax together if
possible.”
Harry sat up, licked his lips and used the corner of the sheet to wipe his
face.
“How do you want to do this? Is there a particular way that is more comfortable
for you?”
“It would probably be easiest for you to be on top for your first time,” said
Tonks. “Plus I feel like jelly right now and I don’t think I could move if I
wanted to,” she laughed. “I was serious when I said you are a natural at this.”
Harry blushed. He got into position and once again his thoughts return to the
talk.

“Now the fun part, intercourse!” Sirius did a crowd roar; Remus sighed and
banged his head against the back of the sofa. Sirius looked at Remus and
laughed.” There are tons of positions you can use; I have a book for you to
look through. The most important thing is to start out slow, especially if it
is her first time.”
“Finally some intelligent advice,” huffed Remus.
“Hey! All my advice was good. You are just to clinical PROFESSOR.”
Harry took a deep breath and sunk into her dripping channel. “Oh Merlin,” he
exclaimed. He stopped once fully embedded to catch his breath and try to still
his climax. Once he was in control again he started a slow rhythm bending down
to kiss Tonks. Tonks kissed Harry back and tilted up to wrap her long legs
around his waist. Harry moaned at the change of position and began to thrust
harder.
“Yes…harder…please Harry.”
Harry dove in for another kiss, his hips snapping wildly as his climax built
rapidly. He fumbled between them finally finding her clitoris, rubbing at it
franticly. Tonks scream out as her orgasm ripped through her, her vaginal walls
clamping down on Harry. He came with a shout, bathing her insides with his
seed. A blinding light burst forth from them and Harry had just enough strength
to tumble sideways to land halfway off Tonks before they both lost
consciousness. A wave of magic rolled through the room and out into the rest of
the castle, gaining momentum as it went.
Meanwhile
Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape were walking along in the hallway
leading to the Great Hall when they were knocked of their feet by the shockwave
of magic. They landed in a tangled heap on the floor. Professor Snape lifted
his head with a groan only to see…
“Ahhh!!” He shook his head. “My eyes!” He stared in shock and horror as
Dumbledore and McGonagall untangled themselves and sat up. ‘My god even her
knickers are tartan’ he shuddered, ‘and Albus,’ he blinked again, ‘dancing
gnomes on his boxers…the horror.’
“My word what WAS that,” asked McGonagall as she tried to compose herself.
“I believe it was Harry and Nymphadora consummating their bond.”
“Talk about earth moving sex,” mumbled Snape.
“Severus,” scolded McGonagall. Albus just chuckled.
“Well we should continue on our way,” said Albus as he stood up. “Coming?”
The others got their feet but Snape had other plans.
“I suddenly have lost my appetite,” he snarled. “I will see you tomorrow.” He
turn and stalked off in the other direction. ‘I am going to have a drink or ten
and hopefully get the thoughts of elderly people’s underwear and Potter’s
orgasms OUT of my head. If that doesn’t work surely I can get SOMEONE to
Obliviate me in the morning,’ he fumed as he headed for his quarters.
***** Decisions *****
Finally another chapter! It has been written for a while but I just have been
too busy to type it in. Hopefully I will get to post another chapter sometime
before Prophecy in August but I need to get out another chapter of my other
story too. Does anyone have a time-turner by any chance? Seriously though I
hope you like this chapter. I couldn’t resist the reference to my beloved Cape
Breton.
Chapter 6: Decisions
“I’m sure they are fine Poppy. We really should not disturb them.”
“It has been over twelve hours since we last heard from them. Who knows how
that discharge of magical energy affected them?” Poppy said. The Headmaster and
Professor McGonagall charged into the bedroom behind her. They stopped short in
the doorway and averted their eyes.
Harry and Tonks lay amongst the disheveled bedding, wrapped in a lover’s
embrace. The top sheet was barely clinging to their hips. Tonks’ head was
buried in Harry’s neck, his head resting on hers. One of her arms was draped
over his shoulder as she lay half across his chest. Harry’s arms were wrapped
around her.
Harry and Tonks’ eyes snapped open. Tonks squeaked, and Harry wandlessly
summoned the sheet to cover them.
“What is going on,” Harry demanded.
“No one had heard from the two of you for twelve hours,” replied Madame Pomfrey
as she walked up to the bed, and began to scan them with her wand.
“We were busy,” squawked Harry. “Must you do that right this minute,” he said
to the medi-witch.
“Well you seem to be fine,” she huffed. “Have you eaten at all?”
“Dobby brought us food,” said Tonks.
“Can we continue this discussion AFTER we get dressed,” Harry growled.
“Certainly, certainly,” Dumbledore hastily replied. “Ladies, shall we wait for
them in the sitting room?”
Professor McGonagall hurried out of the room, followed by Dumbledore and
Pomfrey.
Once the door was shut behind their unexpected guests, Tonks rolled off Harry
with a groan.
“Gods, but that was embarrassing,” she moaned.
Harry snorted. “You can say that again.” He rolled onto his side. “Good
morning,” he smiled down at her
She laughed, and leaned in for a kiss. “Good morning, or is it good afternoon?
I guess we need to get up then?”
“Afraid so.” He wrinkled his nose. “I don’t suppose they’ll wait until we take
a shower?”
“Probably not.” She reached for her wand, and cast a cleaning charm on them
both. “That will have to do for now.”
Harry threw off the covers and sat up. Tonks took his hand, and he pulled her
up into his arms. He kissed her deeply, finally breaking off the kiss when the
need for air became a necessity. They climbed out of bed, and hurried to get
dressed and join the others.
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When they walked out into the sitting room they were greeted to tea and a
continental breakfast laid out on the coffee table in front of the sofa. They
sat down and dished up a plate for themselves.
“Thank you for ordering breakfast,” Harry said as he fixed his tea.
“You’re welcome,” answered Dumbledore. “So what were you doing all this time?”
Harry nearly choked on the piece of fruit he had been chewing. He blushed.
“We’ve been… working on the bond.” He evasively replied.
“What do you mean?” Dumbledore inquired politely.
“We’ve been SHAGGING like Rabbits!” giggled Tonks.
Harry elbowed her, blushing even darker. The others blushed as well.
“I guess that was a rather stupid question wasn’t it,” muttered Dumbledore.
Tonks laughed. “The compulsion to touch is better already. We can go for longer
periods of time without touching although it is still easier to keep a part of
our bodies touching,” she gestured to their legs that were touching while they
sat and ate. “Have you heard from Kingsley?”
“Yes. You have been granted a leave of absence however the Minister would not
agree to the cover story of you being Harry’s bodyguard.”
“Why not?”
“He did not want to worry the parents. They might not think it is safe to send
their children to Hogwarts if Harry Potter needed a bodyguard.”
“I guess that makes sense,” muttered Harry. He sipped at his tea and thought
about the situation.
“What are we going to tell people then,” asked Tonks.
“I have not found another option yet,” stated Dumbledore.
“I have an idea,” added Harry.
“Oh?”
“If I understand this bond correctly we are now in a sense married?”
Albus’ eyes went into twinkle overdrive and a broad smile lit up his face.
“That would definitely work.”
“What would work,” asked Tonks?
“We would need to make up a name and personal history but it would work,”
continued Dumbledore.
“Albus what are you planning now,” demanded McGonagall.
“Harry?”
He turned to Tonks, taking her hand. “This bond is forever so how about making
it legal. Will you marry me?”
“What???”
“As a married student Harry and his wife would be entitled to their own rooms
and no one would think twice about newlyweds holding hands and always being
together,” explained Dumbledore. “If you would be willing to change your
appearance we could have you pose as a teenager who needs to transfer to
Hogwarts to be with her husband.”
“Wouldn’t that look suspicious? Who would believe that Harry up and married
some girl he hardly knew?”
“I don’t think anyone who truly knows me would have a problem believing I could
do something that impulsive,” grinned Harry. The others laughed. “Seriously
though we need to create a believable story.” He sat and sipped his tea,
thinking. After a few minutes he came up with something. “What about saying
that she is a relative of one of my neighbors. She always comes to visit every
summer and we became friends. After all these years we fell in love and I could
not bear to be without her thus asking her to marry me. We snuck off and got
married so she could stay with me.”
The others stare at Harry in awe. ‘That is brilliant…where did he come up with
that…the boy definitely could have been sorted into Slytherin,’ amongst the
thoughts going through their heads.
Albus cleared his throat. “That would work. What do you think Nymphadora?”
Tonks sat there in stunned silence, trying to take in the conversation. ‘Pose
as a student, get MARRIED!’
“Hey are you ok?”
“Sorry it is a lot to take in. Are you sure you want to get married?”
“We are already married as far as this bond is concerned. We might as well make
it legal.”
“Ok,” Tonks sighed. “When are we going to do this?”
“I think we should have a muggle civil ceremony as soon as possible,” said
Harry. “Then afterwards we can have a small wizard wedding.”
“Why would you have a muggle ceremony,” asked McGonagall.
“If we really met in Surrey the only ceremony that our relatives would have
acknowledged would be a muggle ceremony. We need to go to a justice of the
peace to have a quick civil wedding. We will need some muggle I.D. to get
married though.”
“I have some. Things like that are needed for work sometimes. We could probably
call Kingsley to get you some.” She turned to the Headmaster. “What about the
cover story? If I’m suppose to be a teenager,” she made a face,” what are you
going to do about my school records?”
“I have a friend who is the Headmaster at a school in the Cape Breton Highlands
in Canada. I can contact him and we can create a transcript with your actual
school records. You can pretend to hand in assignments, there is no reason to
create unnecessary work for yourself or the professors.”
“Why Canada? Would it not make more sense to have me go to Beauxbatons or
another European school?”
“No. I think having you pose, as a Canadian is more practical. The press is
liable to make a big story out of this and having you go to a school that they
cannot check up on it will make keeping your true identity secret easier. Also
your accent would be believable as from somewhere like Cape Breton with a high
population of people with ancestral ties to the British Isles.”
“Oh ok.” She yawned loudly. “Sorry about that, I guess I’m still tired.”
“I’m sorry for taking up so much of your time,” said Dumbledore. “However we
still need to decide what name you would like to use. Do you have a middle name
that we could use?”
Tonks made a face. “My middle name is just as bad as my first name.”
“What about Nora,” asked Harry? “It uses parts of your real name and I assume
the wizard marriage certificate would need to have your real name so Nora could
be considered a short form.”
Tonks thought for a moment. “I guess Nora is not THAT bad? You are probably
right about keeping it close to my real name. What about a surname?”
“That will be harder to change. I can put a charm on the actual marriage
certificate that will only reveal your true name to those people who know the
truth. All others will see the name you choose.”
“My paternal grandmother’s maiden name was Gillis. How about we use that?”
“Excellent. Nora Gillis it is,” proclaimed Dumbledore. “That will work very
well, Gillis is a very common name in Cape Breton.” Dumbledore called a house-
elf to collect the dishes. “I will contact my friend to get the documentation
started and Kingsley to get the proper identification made. Hopefully in a few
days you will be able to venture out and we can see about that muggle
ceremony.”
“Hopefully sir,” answered Harry.
“Good, good. We will take our leave then and let you get some rest.” He looked
to the ladies who nodded and got up.
“Please contact me if there is any problems,” said Madame Pomfrey. I expect at
least a floo call every 8 hours or so to let me you are all right.”
“Yes Madame Pomfrey,”sighed Harry.
“Good-bye Harry, Nora.” The three finally left.
Harry looked at Tonks. “Gods that was excruciating. Want to shower or just go
back to bed?”
“As much as I need a shower sleeping sounds like the best plan.”
Harry got up from the sofa, reaching out a hand towards Nora to help her up as
well. They walked hand in hand back to the bedroom, stripped down to their
underwear and crawled back into bed.
“Sleep well…Nora.”
She scowled at the name then sighed. “I guess I need to get use to that don’t
I?”
“It’s not that bad, I like it.” He kissed her softly. “Get some sleep.”
She settled onto her side and Harry spooned up against her back, wrapping an
arm around her. She closed her eyes and drifted of to sleep. Harry lay awake
for a while thinking about all that was discussed and how to tell his friends
about it. He finally fell asleep wrapped around his soon to be wife.
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