Two Old Friends

Chapter 12

Adriana bursts out laughing. I laugh with her.

"Oh, dear. Oh dear, oh dear," she says wiping her eyes.

"We handled that very badly," I state.

"Yes, yes we did."

"I wanted to do it, though. I wanted to go through with it so bad. But I just kept on thinking of you when we were kids and I just couldn't bring it up for the life of me." Adriana chuckles.

"Same. I felt bad because you put up with me and such and I thought that you were so nice for not pressing sex, so I figured I might as well reward you for it." I shake my head.

"I think I could have done better with a thank you card," I say. Adriana is in hysterics.

"But... But when it finally went on, properly, it was good," she admits while containing herself.

"Yes, it was fantastic when we collected ourselves. With the traditional dinner."

"Complete with candles and violins."

"Oh Merlin, I went over board with it, didn't I?" I ask.

"No, no, it was fine. I loved it, it was very sweet." I look at her disbelieving. "Okay, so maybe it lacked a little originality."

~*~

"Hey, Adriana," I said one day while Adriana cooed Rosalyn.

"Hmm?"

"Would you maybe want to go out to dinner? Take a break, maybe?" I asked her.

"Are you asking me out on a date?" she asked, grinning at me as if I were a puppy.

"I suppose you can say that."

"Sure," she said, giving me the same look. "Birdie can watch Rosalyn."

"Fantastic."

"What night do you have in mind?"

"Tomorrow?"

"Sure, that sounds lovely."

The night of 'the big date,' as Birdie kept calling it, Adriana was dressed in a black bodice and burgundy skirt with a burgundy top that made her look delicious with the help of her milk filled breasts. I put out my arm to escort her to the Wizarding Cab outside and we left for the restaurant. I eyed the driver to make sure he wasn't looking in the mirror before kissing Adriana. Adriana smiled at me and bit my lip.

I don't quite remember what we had to eat that night. Afterwards, however, was very memorable.

Adriana and I stood, alone, in my bedroom. After the night of getting away from the small one, we both realized more so how attracted to each other we were. By then we were more comfortable with touching each other as friends would without wondering if it would be too invasive as two people with romantic feelings toward each other. So, I was sitting on my bed, simply to sit, and Adriana was standing before me and I noticed feelings around my groin I didn't feel when I was ten when I looked at her. I placed my hands on her thighs, worked my way up to her hips, and pulled her toward me and I kissed her stomach. Adriana ran her fingers through my hair, took me from her skin, and kissed my lips. The kiss was deep and intimate, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. Her mouth was sweet and had a caramel taste, that may have been because she had a caramel liquor just an hour before, but that was beside the point. Our movements were slow, but the energy between us was no more powerful than that compared to a full on Avada Kedavra curse from the Dark Lord himself.

She lifted her leg and bent it and placed her knee along my leg on the bed and repeated the action with her other so she was directly above my growing erection. My hands travelled from her hips to right under her buttocks and I pulled her skirt up to the point where I could touch the soft skin that graced her perfect curve. As our mouths embraced, Adriana fumbled with my shirt buttons and pushed my shirt off over my shoulders, pushing my hands away from her body. I soon had her bodice untied and she wore only her skirt, which was pushed up to reveal up to her thighs, and a lacy black and white bra. She had pushed me down to the point I was lying on my back on the bed and she pulled off my white under shirt.

I could imagine how unattractive I looked compared to men like Lucius Malfoy constantly taking their kit off for her, but it seemed not to be an issue. I wasn't - am not - over weight and I wasn't, and still not, built. I was as slim as I appeared to be in my clothes, only more so because I had near to no clothes on. If she were any other woman I'd be afraid of her deciding against whatever this would lead to, but I know now that an unattractive, greasy man with no self-esteem was exactly what she needed after her heartbreak with Lucius.

Her skirt eventually slipped off and with my pants and we were both as naked as we had ever seen the other. Adriana wasn't as tone as she kept herself before the child, but the baby fat didn't effect the lust and desire I had for her. She wasn't obese, mind you, she was just softer. How someone so beautiful could possibly be attracted to me, the skinny and greasy man I had mentioned earlier, was beyond me at the time. Opposites attract, so they say. We were far from opposites when it came to our personalities, but physically we were just that. She was short, I was tall, she was dark, I was pale, she had curly hair, I had greasy, her eyes were light crystalline blue, mine were impossible to tell the difference between the iris and pupil -dark, she was physically perfect, I was anything but. And yet, as our undergarments had disappeared and all Adriana wore was her bra and we breathed heavily as our sweaty bodies moved in sync, we fitted like a piece to a jigsaw puzzle in every way.

Slowly, we thrust our groins against one another. Utter bliss was blooming inside me and I rolled over to be on top. Our breaths were becoming sharper and I flourished her neck with light kisses and I removed her bra to reveal her breasts. Cupping her left breast I placed kisses all over it. I brought myself up to her lips and explored her mouth with my tongue and she did the same. Adriana kissed my neck as I did hers before and I thumbed her nipple. She started letting out moans as she breathed heavily and I grunted into the nape of her neck as we climaxed. I felt the balloon of erotic pleasure inside me expand dramatically as her moans grew louder. With a final stifled scream of satisfaction, I rolled over and rested on my back and brushed the sweaty strands of hair out of my face.

We lied next to each other, our chests rising as we breathed. Adriana rolled over to face me and we looked deeply into each other's eyes. Focusing only on each other, the rest of the room seemed to have melted away. All the other women, mostly if not all prostitutes, of whom I had slept with before Adriana flittered through my mind and after what seemed like an eternity of Adriana's intense spheres of pale sapphire pouring into mine, the thick buzzing that was between us died out.

"You need to learn Occlumency," she informed me.

Before I could respond, a sudden wailing came from the room across the hall. Adriana sighed almost regrettably and grabbed my bathrobe and scuffled to her room. I pulled my hair back again and closed my eyes and rolled over to my stomach. Scooping up my pillow and resting my chin on it, I drifted off to sleep as I heard a faint lullaby through the next room.

The next morning I showered and changed into my shabbier robes seeing as Adriana still had my bathrobe. After shaving, I went downstairs hoping to find my latest shipment of potion ingredients. Adriana was burping the child when I reached the bottom of the stairs she was wearing a loose button down shirt (the first three buttons unbuttoned) and a grey skirt.

"Good morning," I purred with a subtle grin. Adriana smiled at me and when the child finally erupted with a belch, she lied her down on the couch. "Did a rather large package come in this morning?"

"No. I don't think the post has come in yet," Adriana said.

"Alright. Have you eaten yet?" I asked, going into the kitchen.

"No, I haven't. I've been dealing with Rosalyn," she called from the sitting room.

"What is there to do with her? She's a few months old - she doesn't do anything yet to deal with," I said, looking in the ice box for inspiration.

"She eats every few minutes and she's constantly crapping her diaper and she needs to be bounced otherwise she gets cranky and -"

"Never mind, Adriana, never mind. Would you like some eggs and toast?"

"Severus, I don't think we should have sex." I blinked and looked at her quizzically. I could only see the back of her head.

"Why? I thought -"

"No, it's not that you're not good, I mean, you really are, but... But it was weird, you know? One minute you're kissing my boob the next Rosa's drinking from it..."

"Why did you feed her from that one then?"

"I didn't, you prat. It's just awkward, is all."

"Adriana, just because you're a mother doesn't mean you're not allowed to have sex," I said sternly, cracking eggs over a frying pan. "Eggs or not?"

"What - oh, sure. But... its weird!"

"Well... fine. No sex until you're comfortable with it. Happy?"

"Now, Severus, that's not fair. Don't get all in a knot because you're not going to get laid for free." I scoffed and prodded the eggs with my wand and they instantly fried.

"One or two?" Adriana came up from behind me.

"If we're going to do this whole relationship thing, I just want to treat it right. You're a good friend and I like having you around -"

"No, I'm a good friend and you like being around, as it is my house," I corrected.

"Whatever. I don't want to have this dissolve just because of some weirdness I have and then lose you completely. I don't have many friends, Severus."

"Bella. Rodolphus. Avery--"

"I don't have many friends who would let me move in after being thrown aside for getting knocked up."

"Pfft. You're still here because you have good money and pay for things. Speaking of which, we're out of eggs." I tossed the egg shells in the trash bin. She smiled lightly.

"I'll buy more eggs if you won't get grouchy because we're not having sex." I sneered at her.

"But I enjoy having sex."

"But do you enjoy having eggs in the mornings?" With a gripe and a grumble I put the last two eggs on plates and waved my wand at the bread and two pieces sliced themselves off and toasted themselves. They then flew over to the plates.

"And we're out of bread. Buy bread and eggs and I'll think about being pleasant."

"I'll throw in a carton of orange juice if you just decide to be pleasant - well, your version of pleasant considering you don't seem to know the official definition." I pretended to think about it.

"Fine, only because I'm in a decent mood now. Here's your plate--" I pushed her breakfast into her hands and suddenly a wailing came from the sitting room. She dropped the plate and I lunged to catch it, and succeeded. She left the kitchen immediately and flew to the sitting room.

"Oh, no! Baby, baby. Rosita, I'm so sorry! ¡Lo siento, lo siento! Merlin's beard I'm such a bad mother!" she cried, picking up the child and holding it close to her as it screeched. I followed her into the sitting room and placed her plate on the coffee table and sat down to eat my own breakfast.

"She fell off the couch, Severus! I'm so terrible!" she bawled at me. I rolled my eyes and chewed my toast.

"Hardly. She's still alive, isn't she?" I asked dryly. She sat down dramatically next to me and tried to shush the child, patting its head and back and singing some lullaby in Spanish I couldn't understand. I rolled my eyes and continued with my breakfast.

We were very much more comfortable with each other after our first night. I stayed true to my word and didn't press the issue, but I did touch her around the house more than I did before and we were prone to stopping what we were doing to have a nice little snog fest in the kitchen or hallway. We often teased each other more than before about pointless fluff instead of the sarcastic remarks that we exchanged before. We were positively 'cute,' despite how disgusted I was at the idea of being 'cute.' But we were happy. I was still a little quizzical about her comment about Occlumency, but I didn't let it bother me. Rosalyn was a very giggly child. She didn't often cry and when she did, Adriana took care of her because she still slept in the other room.

Although we were happy and 'cute', I was still uneasy about Muggle maiming. Luckily, the Dark Lord didn't have me do anything more than supply potions and I was incredibly grateful. I didn't have the balls to go against anything he said, so I just put on a mask of content and did as he asked.

Emotions slightly stirred, I saw Adriana flip through the personal ads part of the Daily Prophet and she was looking at apartments. I then realized that she might actually follow through with her word when she promised to move out one day. I found myself not only troubled about the Dark Lord, but I found myself feeling slightly at a loss.

"What are you doing?" I asked her. She looked up at me.

"Looking at flats," she replied.

"Why?"

"Because, I told you I'd move out when Rosa was born, and she's born so... I'm looking for somewhere to live now." I moved my mouth from side to side contemplatively. If Adriana was gone, then I'd have nothing to distract me from the fact that I was missing house payments and my uneasiness concerning the Dark Lord.

"How about... how about you two stay?" I proposed. She looked up at me again.

"Are you sure?"

"Yea. It'll be easier for the both of us if you stay. I mean, you wouldn't have to pack and I wouldn't have to help." She smiled gratefully.

"Thank you," she said in relief.