[28]

'Well, that's convenient.' I internally express in my head as there is a reception desk right in front of the Flu network which is massive as I count over twenty Flu fireplaces in a row.

"Hi, hope you're having a lovely day, beautiful…I know mine has certainly brightened by your presence?" I greet the young redheaded woman at the desk who looks like Sophia Turner at the end of the games of the Throne.

"H-hello S-sir…how can I help you?" The receptionist returns my greeting shyly as her cheeks turn rosey, though she recovers a bit too quickly for my own comfort and performs her duties as a receptionist.

"Well…after meeting you I'd say there's definitely something I need your help with but that'd be inappropriate if you know what I mean." I reply back to her giving her a roguish grin and a naughty wink, which makes her let out a little squeak, "Haa…if only I wasn't here on family business…you see I need to talk to my godmother Aunty Dromeda…umm, Andromeda Tonks to be specific." I continue on enjoying the way the sexy receptionist bites her bright red lower lip between her flawless white teeth.

"P-please follow me I will take you to Head Mediwitch Tonk's office." The redhead said to me and it wasn't hard to miss how clammy her hand is as it grabs mine or the way she tries to show off her rear by trying to do a sexy walk that she is very inexperienced but loving the attention.

'I love this figure hugging an early 1900's nurse outfit.' I say admiringly in my head as I reach out with my free hand and place it on the redheaded receptionist's firm, round heart shaped ass, loving the little squeak she makes alongside the little jump even as she pushes her ass back into my hand.

'Ohh Little witch I'm gonna enjoy making you scream my name as I fuck you until your throat and pussy are so raw you can only lay there and groan as you take it.' I promise the redheaded receptionist in my mind.

"We-we're here Sir." The redheaded receptionist informs me as she reluctantly loosens the grip of her hand holding mine moved forward opens a door to an office for me and motions for me to go inside.

"I-I will go fetch Head Mediwitch Tonks for you sir." The redhead says to me as I step inside a cozy office that is filled with shelves of books, potions and potion making supplies along with a wizard anatomy chart…that is not anatomically correct and missing tons of information.

"Thank you beautiful, and if you want to continue our time together come to this address when you get off of work." I reply to the beautiful redhead as I place my thumb and her forehead and my forefinger against her temple. 'Never tried this before but Sirius gave me the idea.' I say in my head as I close my eyes and concentrate on showing her 12 Grimmauld Place.

Opening my eyes enjoying the dazed mystified bedroom eyes the young gorgeous redhead with the most enchanting blue eyes is giving me.

'Sirius did say he made me part of the family right? I don't think he'll mind if I use his last name.' I work out in my head.

"My name is Shane Black, it has been my utmost pleasure to meet and spend time with you today." I say to her as I gently cup her hand and raise it up to my lips, and brush my lips across her knuckles.

"Re-Rebekah Rowling…I mean my name is Rebekah Rowling and I have enjoyed our time together as well and am already greatly hoping to see you after my shift." Rebekah, the gorgeous redheaded Sophie Turner Game of Thrones Sansa look-alike replies to me even as she turns a deep crimson in her face and neck area, before she quickly turns around and bolts like a frightened prey animal.

"Ohh, I love being lucky." I chuckle softly to the empty space, as I let the door shut and sit down on the well used leather couch that was positioned against the wall in front of the large desk that is covered in an assortment of picture frames, knick-knacks and papers.

'If Sirius Black…wasn't my favorite character…I would not be going to such lengths in fact I'd probably just steal a shit town of magic tomes a few wands and potions making stuff, then find a place to learn as I wait for Hermione Granger to be legal fuck meat.' I internally ponder as I reach into my thigh pouch and pull out a can of coke, pop the top and bring the can to my lips and drink deeply of the sweet fizzy nectar.

"Who are you and why do you claim to be my godson?" Asks a woman who's voice and appearance makes my heart skip a beat, and my world comes to grinding a halt as I turn to face the woman standing in the doorway, white witch uniform stained with blood and other unidentifiable fluids as she points her wand at my face.

"Padmé?" I ask my voice coming out raw and broken…making the beautiful brown haired, brown eyed woman look at me curiously.

"My name is Andromeda Tonks, not Padmé…who are you and why are you here under false pretenses?" She asks…demands of me as the tip of her wand starts to glow in a menacing rainbow of colors.

"Umm, I was sent here by someone you know…someone who is in great need of help but can't exactly come out into the open, he said to use the phrase a pup needs help…or something like that…sorry you just look like a woman I used to be in love with." I reply to her while feeling complicated, not liking how weak and fragile I sound.

Andromeda's eyes widen in a noticeable way as she quickly moves into her office and shuts the door and moves to her desk grabbing a bag and then going to one of the many shelves holding potions.

"I believe I know who you're talking about, don't say his name, it's been jinxed for tracking by the Ministry…I'll be ready in a moment." The Natalie Portman look-alike informs me and I stand up from the couch and take a few steps towards her.

"I'm ready…take me to-" Andromeda stops talking as she turns around and finds me less than a foot away from her.

I gulp as I extend my hand to her.

"Take my hand…I'll get us there…we can't use the Flu and I'd rather people didn't see us traveling together…In case they put two and two together." I say to the gorgeous 30-35 year old witch that nods in agreement with me and takes my hand in her's while her other hand holds her bag.

Teleporting both of us into the parlor of 12 Grimmauld Place, and being rewarded with a small gasp from Andromeda's lips that had me thinking of a much younger Padmé who would gasp in a similar way when she felt the head of my cock pressing against the tight lips of her vaginal slit.

Pop

"Kreacher servers powerful Lord Master, weak Lord Master sleeping in old great master's chambers." Kreacher pops in front of Andromeda and I, bowing at the waist in a show of respect towards me as Andromeda jumps forward slightly in surprise, pressing her slightly larger than Padmé's breasts against my chest.

"This…cruel, disgusting vermin is still alive." I hear Andromeda say in barely a whisper.

"Kreacher, take us to Sirius and if Andromeda our wonderful…beautiful Mediwitch here tries to harm Sirius or I in any way knock her out, strip her bare of clothes and put her in the cells in the basement." I command Kreacher who looks at me reverently while Andromeda takes a step back from me with a betrayed expression on her face.

'I mean I don't know whether or not the Black's have a dungeon in their basement, but most noble houses in the real world had dungeons...and Wizard's are kinda all over the place so it's a good bet that they do, and from the way Kreacher is looking at me, I'd say I'm right about the cells.' I brainstorm curiously.

"Can't be too careful…I want to trust you but I'll protect Sirius, my adoptive big brother and myself above all else." I tell Andromeda who's eyes widen in surprise before she scoffs and Kreacher apparates us into Sirius's new digs.

"Siri, by Merlin!" Andromeda gasps as she quickly moves to Sirius's bedside pulling out her wand holding it flat out over his body, her hand's steady as she slowly moves the wand up and down his body while chanting a repeating spell as her wand develops a silvery glow.

"Severe damage to the spectral body, scarring to the mind, extreme malnutrition and dehydration, cough less pneumonia, scurvy…all treatable ailments…but this will take multiple visits and a strict potion and rehabilitation schedule." Andromeda mutters as Sirius tiredly reaches out for Andromeda's hand and she takes his; they both cry a bit.

"I didn't do it Dromeda…" Sirius chokes out and Andromeda nods knowingly.

"I know Siri, I've always known at first Ted and I fought to get you a trial but between Dumbledore and the Ministry applying pressure to us to stop we couldn't push, especially not with mine and Ted's status." Andromeda replies in a pained way.

Suddenly I hear a small smacking sound and see a handprint on Sirius's face.

"That is for fucking my husband and not telling me he's gay!" Andromeda shouts making Sirius cackle madly and I restrain Kreacher just as he's about to follow my orders.

"That one is justified Kreacher…" I tell the house elf the bobs his head up and down in understanding.

"And here I was looking forward to being stripped and held prisoner by a strapping young man." Andromeda mutters making Sirius chuckle give me two thumbs up and a wink.

"He's also going to be regent of house Black once I reach out to the Goblins, he could technically bring you back into the family and make you give him an heir to take over the lordship for me, that way the child will have a true Black family blood connection." Sirius says in a very serious manner.

"That or little Nymphie…it'd be a boon to her to carry the Black name." Sirius says as an afterthought as Andromeda looked between wanting to perform her duties as a healer and grab a pillow and suffocate him as a protective mother.

"Kreacher guard Sirius, I'm going to bed." I say as a yawn slips unbidden from my lips and Kreacher doesn't verbally reply to me but nods his head rapidly as he snaps his fingers and sends me to a grand room with a massive bed, a sitting area with a fireplace.

"Okay, that little elf is a lot cooler than he seems." I mutter as I strip out of my clothes and fall face first onto the bed without slipping under the covers.