The 5th Marauder by animaguslion1013
I own none of these characters, J.K. Rowling is queen.
She had long, wavy bleach blonde hair that swung back and forth as she danced. Her smoky, glittery eyelids covered ocean blue eyes as she lost herself in the music. She wore a red crop top that showed off her rather sizable chest but flat stomach, and a denim skirt. The girl swung her hips back and forth when someone grabbed them and started leading her from behind.
He bravely went up to the blonde, grabbed her hips and pressed himself to her so she could feel him. Ever since she walked in, he had noticed her confidence and he could tell she was there plainly because she loved music and dancing. She hadn't come with anyone, and she was ignoring most of the guys who kept asking to buy her a drink. A few shots in himself, he thought he might as well give it a try. And when she didn't pull away from his advances, he couldn't help but smirk. The other suitors eventually walked away, realizing they'd lost.
To the boy’s surprise, the girl suddenly turned around so they were grinding face to face. Their chests pressed against each other, and he knew there was no way she couldn't feel the bulge in his pants. It was so hot in the club and they were getting sweaty. She moved her hands from around his neck to run them through his combed, light brown hair.
She smiled in his ear "hi." He laughed. How could she make that one word sound so sexy?
"Hey." And he kissed her exposed neck. His hands slid up from her hips to the sides of her breasts then back down to squeeze her ass. His lips made their way up her chin and just as he reached her lips he said “I’m John, what’s your name?”
“It’s L-Lola.” Shit, why didn’t I think of a name before this? She thought. She kept a straight face nonetheless, and he finally kissed her. She moved her hands down his chest as the kept on grinding to the music. She could feel his hardness on her and she felt the reaction it gave her under her skirt. One of her hands moved down, down, and rubbed him for a few minutes over his trousers. She smiled as his eyes grew darker and his hand started to climb under her skirt. When she moved her hand to the side, however, she felt something strange. She pulled away from the kiss and looked at him.
“That's not a…” Could she say it?
“A what?” What does she think it is? Could she possibly know it's my wand?
She looked down and tried to see what it was in the darkness. Then she put her hand back on it. Well, it's a wand, or he likes to carry around a stick in his pants. She decided to risk it. If he wasn’t a wizard, she could obliviate him. She grabbed his hand and moved it to her skirt pocket where her wand was so he could feel it.
“A you-know-what.” His eyes went wide.
“Wanna go for a walk?” She nodded. They exited the loud club into the cool summer air and John took her hand. “So, Lola. You’re a witch?”
Another nod. “And you’re a wizard?”
“Yep. So what school do you go to? I’m sure I would’ve noticed you at Hogwarts.”
He’s lying. He doesn’t go to Hogwarts. Unless…
“Who are you? Really?”
“I do go to Hogwarts. I just happen to look a little different tonight. And I have never seen you around school. So it’s possible you have changed your appearance, or you don’t actually go to Hogwarts.” She crossed her arms and smirked.
“Fine, you caught me. When I go out I sometimes like to go in disguise, especially at muggle places. It’s fun to be someone else sometimes. I suppose you feel the same way. So, shall we reveal ourselves?”
“Hmmm…I think I want to be Lola for just a little longer.” She grabbed his shirt and started making out with him again. Her red shirt rose up as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and their tongues danced together. He lifted her up and leaned her against the nearest brick wall. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she tilted her head back as he kissed her neck once again.
He moved his hand from her waist up her shirt to squeeze her round breasts. He played with her nipples with his fingers and she moaned. She reached down and started to unbuckle his belt.
“Are you crazy? People could walk by!” What are you thinking? Just let her take off your pants!
“We are in an alley, so that's doubtful. Unless you have a more comfortable place you’d like to quickly apparate us to...” She winked and continued to fumble with his belt.
He was going to explode. Who is this girl? Okay, stay cool. “Actually, I do.” He grabbed her hand and they landed in a beautiful bedroom. There was a king size bed with a white canopy and French windows leading out to a balcony. Before she could ask where he had taken her, he grabbed her waist and kissed her roughly.
It was frantic. In a minute she was down to her lacy black bra and thong and he was in his boxers. He finally pushed her down on the bed and lay down on top of her, supporting himself with one arm while starting to remove her knickers with the other. As she kicked them off to the side, he slid his hand slowly up her thigh. She impatiently removed her own bra, giving him a view of the most beautiful perky, round breasts he had ever seen.
“Please touch me.” She sighed. He smirked and finally slid two fingers slowly inside of her wet pussy.
He kissed her passionately as his fingers began to pump in and out of her. She started grinding against them, and he boldly added a third finger and sped up. He continued pumping while moving down and kissing her breasts then her flat belly and finally letting his tongue taste her wetness.
“Oh god, don’t stop!” She writhed, grabbing the sheets and biting her lip to keep from screaming. He furiously kept twisting and pumping his fingers and licking her. Finally she went over the edge as she contracted around his fingers in complete ecstasy. She lay there catching her breath for a few minutes before saying “You’re turn.” She rolled them over so she was on top of him.
The next thing he knew she was shimmying his boxers down and taking his whole length in her mouth. She started bobbing up and down, moving almost painfully slow at first but as she sped up it felt more and more incredible. She fondled his balls with one of her small hands while the other was used to steady herself while bent over.
“Oh fuck, that's amazing.” She moved faster, faster, using the help of her free hand on his cock to stroke in time with her mouth. He groaned, massaging his fingers through her hair.
“Fuck, uhh…Lola, I’m gonna…” Shit, this is going to be embarrassing.
But she didn’t stop, so he groaned and came inside her mouth, and to his surprise she swallowed every last drop. She looked up at him and smiled.
“That was so hot.” He kissed her again and she stood up, putting on his button down and crawled back into bed.
She kissed him on the cheek and laid back. “This bed is insanely comfortable.”
He grabbed her waist and turned her so they were spooning. “Then stay.”
“Oh my body is much too exhausted to apparate. I’m not going anywhere for a few hours.”
Fuck my head hurts. He thought. He reached over for his glasses but realized they had slept in one of the guest rooms. He looked over at the lump under the covers and sighed, what a night. When he returned from his room with his glasses on he couldn’t believe his eyes. Lola no longer had blue eyes and blonde hair. She had red hair that was wildly out of control at the moment. Her previously tanned skin looked a bit paler and more freckled. Her gorgeous body was the same however, and it was still wearing his striped button down from the night before. He had thought for half a second it could be her because their names were so close, but until now, never did he think she would be caught dead in that outfit, in that club, hooking up with a complete stranger.
“Lily?” He felt bad for waking her, but he thought this was probably a good enough reason.
“Hmm?” Her eyes were still closed; she probably forgot where she was. When they fluttered open and she finally took in her surroundings, and she sat up.
“Morning sunshine,” He said. She finally looked up at him and her now emerald eyes grew wide.
“POTTER! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?” She pulled up the covers so he couldn't see her bare legs.
“Um…I live here. And Lils, I saw a lot more than that last night, you don’t have to be shy. You are sexy as hell.” He smirked.
“No! That wasn’t you. That was- that was…John!” She scowled.
“And did John not say he was in disguise?”
“Well, yes. But, but how could it be you? ARGH!” He didn’t know what to say. Ideally, Lily would have declared her love for him at this moment instead of getting angry at the fact that she had hooked up with her archenemy. But you roll with the punches.
“Well, sorry to disappoint. I know Lola had fun though! Anyway I’m starved, let’s get breakfast.”
He was glad that she put her hunger before her feelings, because he wanted to talk to her about her disguise. As the house elves brought them bacon, eggs, pancakes, and toast, he asked her. “So… Lola huh?”
“I came up with it on the spot, I almost gave my real name actually. And you chose John? Real creative James.” He smiled. She used his first name. He wouldn’t ruin it by pointing it out.
“It's a common name, that's why it works so well. If you were clever like me you would’ve used Katherine or Mary or something. Nobody questions it. Do you always do the same disguise?”
“Usually. I’ve just gotten good at transfiguring my hair blonde and my eyes blue. I did brown hair a couple times but it just wouldn’t stick. Sometimes I have shorter hair or I make it a different shade of blonde, but generally that's my look.”
“I just never would’ve expected Lily Evans to go to a club and hook up with a complete stranger.”
“That’s because Lily Evans doesn’t. Lola does.” She winked. He chuckled.
“You are wild.”
“Now you tell me. Same disguise? Do you go to that club often?”
“Yep. Same disguise every time. I’ve been to that club a couple times but I’ve never seen you, or Lola.”
“Do you go with the boys?”
“Just Sirius. It was his idea to do the whole disguise thing. I had no idea why at first until we went to a bar and girls we knew from Hogwarts were talking to us, thinking we were new and interesting people. We pretended to have already graduated or be homeschooled or one time we attempted to use accents and said we went to Durmstrang. That backfired.” Lily was full on laughing now.
“That sounds like Sirius. He loves the theatrics.” It always annoyed him a little that she and Sirius got along, but he knew that they would never be more than friends.
“By the way, don’t you dare mention what happened last night to him. Or anyone. We will never speak of it again.” Just as she said that, he heard the front door open.
He smirked. “That might be a problem.”
“PRONGS? You home?” They heard Sirius’ voice yell.
“Why is he here?” She whispered, frantically looking around for a place to hide.
“Hey how’d it go with that bird last…” He trailed off as he saw Lily Evans wearing a pair of James’ flannels and his button down from the night before. She was frozen as if she had no clue what to do or say. “Well this is an interesting turn of events. What’s up Evans?”
“So…yeah, Sirius lives here.” James grimaced.
Lily’s glared at him. “Wonderful.” She stormed out the room
“What’s her problem? And what happened to that blonde girl in the club?”
“Well…we sort of, accidentally, hooked up. Lily is the blonde.”
“Accidentally hooked up?”
“Well I didn’t know it was her and she didn’t know who I was. We were both in disguise.”
Lily came back in her outfit from the night before and Sirius looked shocked. “Well, see you guys around. Thanks for breakfast, Potter.” She turned and walked toward the door.
“Lily wait! Do you want to, uh, hang out sometime?”
She laughed. “Don’t count on it Potter.” And with that, she was gone.