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Hermione on the other hand, had little to no interest in Quidditch. Harry had offered her the chance to come, and was happy when she accepted, but had honestly not expected her to do so. She had said it was out of curiosity to see what such events were like in the wizarding world, although Harry couldn't help but wonder if it was an excuse to spend more time with him. He wouldn't complain about that though, he loved Hermione, and wanted to spend time with her as well.
Harry was brought out of his musings as they approached an empty section, marked out by string with the label "Black" marked on a signpost. "Alright! You kids ready to see a real tent?" Sirius asked, as he produced a small cube from his pocket and tossed it in the center of the area. The cube shuddered a bit as it began to glow and rise into the air. It started to spin slowly, but began speeding up. It then shot out a small pillar, anchoring it to the ground as it then began to expand, building a skeleton of a tent not dissimilar to the ones Harry had seen in old army movies. From the skeleton then appeared a curtain of canvas, that draped itself over the frame. What was left at the end of this was a roughly 10 meter by 5 meter rectangular tent with a peaked roof, and a section in the front that extended an extra 5 meters to create a pseudo entryway, itself also peaked. Harry had known such a thing was possible of course, but nothing could compare to watching it unfold in front of him.
"Alright, let's make sure our stuff is set-up properly, then you can go explore the grounds." Sirius said as he meandered into the tent.
The inside of the tent was no less impressive than the display which had created it. Immediately as he stepped inside, Harry noticed the sitting area that occupied much of the "entry hall" of the tent. Several comfortable looking chairs encircling a fireplace, with a small cooking pot hung just over it. Further in was a small kitchen, complete with icebox and counters, though notably lacking in any kind of oven. From there, there were two walls that divided the tent in thirds, with flaps in place of doors.
"Andy and I will be in the right room. That'll leave you kiddos on the left, although someone could sleep in the sitting room here if they wanted. Beds are just fold-up cots unfortunately, but it should be fine for how little we'll probably be using them." Sirius said. "Now, Andy's got something she wants to tell the younger kids, so Nym, how about we go make sure everything else is set up."
"Don't call me that! But yeah, I'll help." Nymphadora said, the tips of her hair turning a bit red at the nickname. Harry's sister had a strong distaste for her birth name, usually preferring to go by her last name of 'Tonks'. Only Harry, Andromeda, Ted, and Charlie were allowed to use her first name, or any shortening thereof.
Harry's eyes quickly made their way to his adopted mother. She had a smile on her face as she watched the other two adults move further into the tent. "Now look, I don't want to say I don't trust you all. I do, you all have proven yourselves responsible at every turn, and have never really tried to push boundaries. I, however, was a teenager myself once, and know how these things go. I'll come out and say it and save us all the uncomfortableness of beating around the bush. You're hormonal teenagers in a relationship, but while we are in this tent there will be no funny business. I expect you to be in your own cots at night, and Nymphadora will be in the room with you. Hopefully that should be enough discouragement for any… impure actions."
Harry could feel his face flush at that statement. He hadn't really given that any thought. He loved Hermione and Susan, as well as all the other girls, and hand-holding, kisses, and hugs had long since become the norm, with deeper more… intimate kisses having recently becoming more commonplace. Fooling around like Andy was implying? It's not that the thought hadn't occurred to Harry, or been seen in the dreams he didn't tell anyone about, but it's not something he had really considered up to this point.
"Auntie gave me the same speech before we left, I know. We'll be good, I promise." Susan said, her face nearly as red as her hair. Hermione, herself similarly crimson, also nodded.
"Good. You all are growing up fast, but you are still children. These kinds of things should be taken slowly. Okay?" Andy said, smiling at them as they all nodded, embarrassed. "Good. Go on and check on your room, once that's done you can go explore the grounds, stick together please!"
The Sphinx Club trio quickly made their way to what would be their room for the duration of their stay here, inside was a quartet of sleeping cots, arranged currently such that one was in each corner of the room, with perhaps a meter and a half of space between the foot of each of the cots, and two meters of space between the ones on the same side. Harry picked a cot and set his backpack down on it. He pulled a miniaturized trunk from the backpack and set it at the foot of his bed, saying the command word that caused it to return to full size. Harry opened it and did a quick check that everything was still inside. Toothbrush, extra clothes, deodorant, everything a boy would need for his short trip. Hermione and Susan had done the same, before Susan broke the ice.
"So… did you plan on trying anything like that while we were here Harry?" Harry's mouth was agape as he turned to look to Susan, who was currently fidgeting with her hands a bit. She was still red, as they all were after that conversation, but there was more than just embarrassment on her face… Harry couldn't really place what the other emotion was… Hermione on the other hand, had little to no interest in Quidditch. Harry had offered her the chance to come, and was happy when she accepted, but had honestly not expected her to do so. She had said it was out of curiosity to see what such events were like in the wizarding world, although Harry couldn't help but wonder if it was an excuse to spend more time with him. He wouldn't complain about that though, he loved Hermione, and wanted to spend time with her as well.
Harry was brought out of his musings as they approached an empty section, marked out by string with the label "Black" marked on a signpost. "Alright! You kids ready to see a real tent?" Sirius asked, as he produced a small cube from his pocket and tossed it in the center of the area. The cube shuddered a bit as it began to glow and rise into the air. It started to spin slowly, but began speeding up. It then shot out a small pillar, anchoring it to the ground as it then began to expand, building a skeleton of a tent not dissimilar to the ones Harry had seen in old army movies. From the skeleton then appeared a curtain of canvas, that draped itself over the frame. What was left at the end of this was a roughly 10 meter by 5 meter rectangular tent with a peaked roof, and a section in the front that extended an extra 5 meters to create a pseudo entryway, itself also peaked. Harry had known such a thing was possible of course, but nothing could compare to watching it unfold in front of him.
"Alright, let's make sure our stuff is set-up properly, then you can go explore the grounds." Sirius said as he meandered into the tent.
The inside of the tent was no less impressive than the display which had created it. Immediately as he stepped inside, Harry noticed the sitting area that occupied much of the "entry hall" of the tent. Several comfortable looking chairs encircling a fireplace, with a small cooking pot hung just over it. Further in was a small kitchen, complete with icebox and counters, though notably lacking in any kind of oven. From there, there were two walls that divided the tent in thirds, with flaps in place of doors.
"Andy and I will be in the right room. That'll leave you kiddos on the left, although someone could sleep in the sitting room here if they wanted. Beds are just fold-up cots unfortunately, but it should be fine for how little we'll probably be using them." Sirius said. "Now, Andy's got something she wants to tell the younger kids, so Nym, how about we go make sure everything else is set up."
"Don't call me that! But yeah, I'll help." Nymphadora said, the tips of her hair turning a bit red at the nickname. Harry's sister had a strong distaste for her birth name, usually preferring to go by her last name of 'Tonks'. Only Harry, Andromeda, Ted, and Charlie were allowed to use her first name, or any shortening thereof.
Harry's eyes quickly made their way to his adopted mother. She had a smile on her face as she watched the other two adults move further into the tent. "Now look, I don't want to say I don't trust you all. I do, you all have proven yourselves responsible at every turn, and have never really tried to push boundaries. I, however, was a teenager myself once, and know how these things go. I'll come out and say it and save us all the uncomfortableness of beating around the bush. You're hormonal teenagers in a relationship, but while we are in this tent there will be no funny business. I expect you to be in your own cots at night, and Nymphadora will be in the room with you. Hopefully that should be enough discouragement for any… impure actions."
Harry could feel his face flush at that statement. He hadn't really given that any thought. He loved Hermione and Susan, as well as all the other girls, and hand-holding, kisses, and hugs had long since become the norm, with deeper more… intimate kisses having recently becoming more commonplace. Fooling around like Andy was implying? It's not that the thought hadn't occurred to Harry, or been seen in the dreams he didn't tell anyone about, but it's not something he had really considered up to this point.
"Auntie gave me the same speech before we left, I know. We'll be good, I promise." Susan said, her face nearly as red as her hair. Hermione, herself similarly crimson, also nodded.
"Good. You all are growing up fast, but you are still children. These kinds of things should be taken slowly. Okay?" Andy said, smiling at them as they all nodded, embarrassed. "Good. Go on and check on your room, once that's done you can go explore the grounds, stick together please!"
The Sphinx Club trio quickly made their way to what would be their room for the duration of their stay here, inside was a quartet of sleeping cots, arranged currently such that one was in each corner of the room, with perhaps a meter and a half of space between the foot of each of the cots, and two meters of space between the ones on the same side. Harry picked a cot and set his backpack down on it. He pulled a miniaturized trunk from the backpack and set it at the foot of his bed, saying the command word that caused it to return to full size. Harry opened it and did a quick check that everything was still inside. Toothbrush, extra clothes, deodorant, everything a boy would need for his short trip. Hermione and Susan had done the same, before Susan broke the ice.
"So… did you plan on trying anything like that while we were here Harry?" Harry's mouth was agape as he turned to look to Susan, who was currently fidgeting with her hands a bit. She was still red, as they all were after that conversation, but there was more than just embarrassment on her face… Harry couldn't really place what the other emotion was… excitement? Anticipation?