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It took a while for Tonks to get control of her breathing when Harry pulled back… He kissed far better than any man had any right to deliver, and worse, she was already feeling tense due to her intense memories. Seeing a freshly-fucked Fleur in the morning didn't help.

And, watching him put down Dawlish easily only made things worse.

"All right," he declared, even more, confident and in control than usual. "It's a much better way to kill some time. So, is this an interrogation room?" he asked as he looked around.

"Partially. It's a multipurpose room, but we handle some of the more complicated cases here," Tonks answered, her tension disappearing when, contrary to her expectation, he didn't push her about the situation. The kiss was enough to leave her dazed and confused, and she really didn't need him trying to push for more.

Though, if she were to admit, a part of her wanted him to push for more, no matter how inconvenient it would have been.

"Why don't you give me a breakdown of the process," Harry said.

"Sure," Tonks said, happy to give him a breakdown, even though, under his appreciative gaze focused on her, she had trouble focusing fully. "We have several layers of enchantments on the room, it makes peeking into the room virtually impossible once the door is locked, and the desk is enhanced by a unique spell that detects the truth of a statement."

"Oh, like Veritaserum?" he asked.

"Not particularly. That potion forces someone to reveal the full truth of the subject, while this enchantment works a bit differently. It helps to assess the truth of their words."

"Oh, really, how does it work?" Harry said.

"Simple, it's enchanted to activate the moment someone presses their hand, and then the enchantments handle the rest."

"Oh, convenient," Harry said as he put his hand. "Why don't you ask me a question?"

"Sure," Tonks said, then paused a moment, the temptation to ask a suggestive question strong … but if she did that, he would retaliate. It was not something she wanted to trigger. Instead, she asked a simple question. "Do you know why Minister called you for a meeting?" she asked.

"No," Harry answered, and the crystal in the middle glowed green.

"It's this simple," she said, finding it weird that his smirk was bigger than she expected.

"Okay, my turn," he said as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her against the table. "Do you want me to bend you over the table and fuck until you can't walk straight?"

"W-what, no!" she gasped.

The crystal glowed red.

"So, what does red mean?" he whispered. Once again her pulse quickened, knowing that he knew exactly what red meant. She opened her mouth to answer, but as his hand shifted on her arm, her skin was covered with goosebumps.

"It means indecisive," Tonks answered, knowing full well that it was wrong.

"Oh, really," he answered as he let her pull back. "Let's see if that's how it works." He pressed his hand on the table. "I don't want to bang you until you can say nothing but my name."

The crystal glowed red again.

Tonks could only stare in stunned silence as he immediately called her absurd lie off. "Amazing," he muttered. "So, your turn again?"

"M-my turn? It's not a game."

"It isn't? Weren't you trying to keep me entertained?" Tonks froze at the question. He smirked. "I can always go out and see if Dawlish is ready for my apology."

Tonks sighed, surrendering. A few questions were hardly harmful after everything they had done together. "Ask your question," she declared.

"How long you waited in front of the door this morning?" he asked.

Tonks froze, that was not the question she expected. "T-two minutes," she admitted, and predictably, the crystal glowed red. Still, Tonks was happy with her answer, which was much better than the truth.

"Oh, naughty," Harry said. "Another lie. It's time for the punishment."

"Wait, what—" Tonks started, which was all she was able to say before he waved his hand, casting another spell, this time much more complicated than just banishing. She would have appreciated the impressive spell more, if it didn't suddenly vanish both her robe and her casual clothes, leaving her in her underwear…

"Oh, sorry. I was trying to vanish only your robe," he said, but as he said that, his hand was on the table … and the crystal glowed red once more.

"Yeah, right," Tonks said, but she didn't try to repeat the punishment. Having him naked would hardly help her. Instead, she crossed her arms to hide the outlines of her nipples, clearly visible through her bra due to the coldness of the room. Even with her abilities, the flush crept up to her neck.

She flicked her wrist and her wand popped into her hand … but before she could conjure her new clothes, he plucked her wand from her fingers. "No cheating, sweetie," he said, his tone enough to make her heart quicken even more. "You'll earn clothes when you answer the questions honestly."

His other hand was on the table. The crystal glowed green.

Worse, his fingers lingered on her shoulder, keeping her seated.

"As you wish," Tonks said, admitting defeat. The warped version of truth and dare was better than waiting for the Minister naked. "Ask your questions."

"Okay, tell me. Are you planning to try tricking me once again by disguising yourself as someone else? "

"W-what, no, of course not!" Tonks answered quickly, which was, unfortunately not the truth. She had delivered that answer reflexively. The resulting red glow was not a shock.

"Another mistake," he said as he waved his hand, and her bra vanished as well, leaving her tits naked. She rapidly changed their shape into a perfect teardrop. If was going to be humiliated, she was doing that in style. "I feel like you're doing that intentionally. Do you want to be forced naked?"

"Of course not!" Tonks answered, ready to defend herself against the absurd declaration.

Maybe not so absurd, considering the glow was red once more, telling her that she had forgotten to remove her hand from the table. "This doesn't count —" she tried to say, but before she could complete, he vanished her panties as well.

Leaving her completely naked.

"I don't want to play anymore!" she declared. This time, she did the smart thing and pulled her hand away.

"Okay," Harry said and took a step back, which surprised Tonks greatly.

"O-okay? Just it," she stammered, surprised that it was that easy to make him pull back. She sighed as she opened her hand, reaching for her wand. But, just before she could say it, his fingers wrapped around her wrist, and pushed against the table once more.

"As long as you repeat that statement while your hand stays on the table, of course," he added.

Tonks' eyes widened, shocked at the sudden reversal. Just like that, she was naked, being grabbed from behind … worst, being held against an artifact that would test the truth of her words.

"You can't be serious—" she declared, which was cut short as he spanked her ass.

"We don't have time to waste. Just repeat the statement."

"It's not safe for us to continue this game, we should stop," Tonks said. This time, the glow was green. "See, exactly I said—" she tried to say, once again interrupted by a spank.

This time even harder.

"That was not the same phrasing. It seems that you have learned some tricks from the death eaters," he said, and she shivered.

She took a deep breath, trying to get her senses. She leaned further to reduce the amount of skin touching him, hoping that less contact would help her to concentrate better. Her breasts hung sexily as she bent forward, but it was a necessary sacrifice.

Unfortunately, that pose attracted his attention and grabbed her nipple, twisting it to trigger a louder moan. Tonks concentrated her thoughts away from the pain, and toward her Occlumency training, which was one of the ways the table could be tricked. Luckily, Harry didn't know that, giving her a chance to solve the issue. "Alright, deal," she admitted.

Then, she took a deep breath, trying to focus on her Occlumency training enough to reflect the truth of her words. She just needed to concentrate to trick the table…

She stayed silent for several minutes, trying to focus on the feeling. "Come on, Tonks. We don't have all day. It's just a simple statement."

"Alright," Tonks said, closing her eyes to focus on that exact sensation. "I don't want to play anymore!" she declared. She maintained her Occlumency perfectly, and the crystal glowed green … at least at first. Unfortunately, halfway into her statement, he felt his hand on her left ass cheek, feeling her ass!

It was not the worst — or best — thing he had done to her. Unfortunately, he had delivered it at a very unfortunate timing, breaking her concentration.

The crystal turned from green to red…

"Oh, someone's cheating," he said … and she found herself pushed against the desk, naked…