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A/N: I'm very sorry to say my grammar is terrible. Constructive critism is appreciated but please refrain from criticizing my grammar. On that note, this is a SLASH! Please refrain from flaming about slashes because I am warning you now, this is a SLASH! Save yourself the disgust and just don't read it if you don't like it. R/S H/S
Intro: Harry is in the summer before his 6th year, Sirius never died, he is living with Remus in Grimmauld's
Place, they are lovers. Harry lives with them instead of the Dursely's. This fic is a bit AU, but enjoyable!
Chapter one:
Harry bounded down he stairs that morning, catching himself as he almost tripped into the kitchen. The site he saw there was a usual one in his new home, one he'd gotten used to over the summer. Remus was frying egg's in a pan, whistling happily as he flipped and scrambled them. A minute later a massive black dog entered the room, carrying the daily prophet in his mouth. The dog whined and Remus turned around, laughing as he took the paper from it.
"Sirius breakfast is almost ready," he said, turning back to his eggs. The whining dog instantly transformed into a pouting human. Sirius Black crossed his arms over his chest and adapted a wounded look.
"Don't I even get any credit? After all the trouble I went to, stealing the paper from the blokes down the road you think you'd be more appreciative."
"Good boy," Remus laughed, transferring his eggs from the pan to a plate. "Now go call Harry, breakfast is ready." Instead of doing that, Sirius wrapped his arms around his lover's waist and started kissing his neck.
"Sirius!" Remus said tingeing a bit pink. "I thought we agreed not to do this openly! Harry might see!"
"Harry has already seen you two do this and plenty more," Harry said, stepping out from the shadows.
"Exactly, Harry is old enough to see two people in love expressing their affection," Sirius grinned, turning Remus around and kissing him full on the mouth. Remus surrendered for barely a second before jerking away, blushing crimson. Harry chuckled and sat down at the table. These two had been the same way all summer. They had apparently became lovers while at Hogwarts sometime in their 6th year, but were torn apart when Sirius was sent to Azkaban. Once Remus found out Sirius was innocent in Harry's 3rd year he made it apparent that his feeling had not changed. The two had been keeping contact through discreet owls while Sirius had been in hiding, but after Sirius fought his cousin Bellatrix in the department of mysteries last year, the world thought he had died. This was the perfect opportunity to move in with Remus and to be with him again once and for all. He had made sure only three people knew he was actually alive: Harry, Remus, and Albus Dumbledore who had agreed that maybe letting the world think he was dead if only for a little bit was the best coarse of action. So they had moved into Sirius' old home at Grimmauld's place in the beginning of the summer, asking Harry to come live with them.
"Besides," Sirius continued with an evil glint in his eyes. "Harry will be getting his own boyfriend soon, and I'm sure he will soon be asking us for advice on certain...techniques to use." Harry coughed, spraying orange juice out of his mouth while Remus glared at Sirius.
"I'm sure that's not proper breakfast discussion Sirius," He reprimanded. "And remember what we discussed? Harry can choose any partner he wants, male or female."
"Aww but boys are so much funner then girls are," Sirius grinned, giving Remus a quick once over. Even after so much time Remus still looked just as appealing to Sirius as he did the first day they met, and Sirius didn't clean up to badly nowadays himself.
"Guys," Harry interrupted, blushing himself. "I'm...not sure which I prefer yet."
"Well do let us know when you find out," Sirius winked. "And how you find out as well. In fact, if you're interested, I once was given a wonderful birthday gift in our 6th year from your father right after I started dating Moony that I'm sure he would want passed down to you. It was a book that demonstrated the most erotic sexual positions. I remember our favorite being the-"
"That is enough Sirius!" Remus said loudly, shoving a forkful of eggs into Sirius' mouth to shut him up. Sirius leaned over to give Remus an egg-filled kiss and Harry left them to it.
"They're like newly weds," he chuckled to himself. He knew this was a wonderful time in Sirius and Remus' life; they were finally able to be together once again like they were in Hogwarts. And although it was technically impossible for them to get married since for all intensive purposes Sirius was dead, Harry knew they were just as good as married, and he was just as good as their son. All Harry ever dreamed of was becoming a reality, he had a family. Harry made his way up to Sirius and Remus' room. He had recently found a box full of interesting possessions from Remus' past in his closet and there was a certain small shoe box marked 'DO NOT OPEN!' he was keen at having a look at. After a few moments of searching, Harry found the box. His inherited disregard for rules kicking in, Harry opened the shoe box. Lying on top of several objects there was a piece of parchment with writing on it.
Dear Reader,
Congratulations, hat's off to you. You have found the box of botched spells. The objects in this box have had spells casted on them incorrectly at one time or another by the hopefully by now famous Marauders, (most of the mistakes were made by wormtail.) Knowing the value of our mistakes and the fact that Moony is a pack rat-
Isn't Wormtail really the rat?
Get out of my letter Padfoot! As I was saying, we have decided to keep some of the side effects of our messed up spells for...prosperity purposes. I advise you, dear reader not to touch any of the objects, it may be the very last thing you touch.
Yours Truly,
J. Potter.
Harry reread the letter twice. His father's handwriting, his father actually sat down and wrote this one day. Still marveling, Harry put down the parchment which immediately burst into flames.
"Argh!" Hary yelled, jumping away from the quickly dieing flames. After waiting for the remaining flames to burn out, Harry peered cautiously inside the box. One of the first things he saw was a bouncy ball. A bouncy ball? What could be so dangerous about a bouncy ball? Harry picked up the ball and casually tossed it into the air. The moment it left Harry's hand the ball started zooming around the wall, bouncing off walls, ceilings, floors. Crashing into lamps, breaking picture frames. With each bounce, the ball seemed to be gathering more force until finally it started indenting the walls.
"Immobilize!" Harry shouted, freezing the ball in mid air. Carefully, he picked it up and placed it gently back into the box.
"Harry?" a voice called up the stairs. "Harry are you OK?"
"Fine!" Harry shouted back. "I just...tripped!" Harry glanced cautiously at the other objects until finally his eyes rested on a picture of Sirius and Remus. Sirius was smiling cheekily, one arm wrapped tight around Remus' waist, preventing him from hiding behind Sirius. Remus settled for burying his face in Sirius' face instead.
"You never did like having your picture taken Remus," Harry grinned, unthinkingly picking up the picture.
The last thing he saw was a flash of white light.
Hogwarts, during the Marauder's 6th year:
Sirius entered the common room late that night to find Remus the only one still awake, reading in an armchair in the Gryffindor common room.
"Hello Moony," Sirius said, sitting down beside his friend. "Having a good read? Now there's something you haven't done in a while." Remus looked up from his book, giving Sirius an annoyed look.
"Well it was a good read before you showed up and spoiled it Padfoot," the two boys glared at each other for a moment before splitting into identical grins.
"I love our little heart-to-hearts Moony," Sirius joked.
"How was your date with Jaki Siri?" Remus asked, his spirits rising a little at the look of annoyance that crossed his good friends face.
"It was fine," Sirius answered, a look of disgust crossing his features. "But that's all it was, fine. No fireworks, not heart stopping moments, not even any heat. Just a perfectly fine date with a perfectly fine girl, where's the excitement in that?"
"Maybe you need to try something different Padfoot," Remus suggested mildly, hoping he was the only one who noticed the tremor in his voice. Apparently he was.
"Like what Rem?"
"Well, maybe you need something you haven't tried before," Remus took in a shaky breath, going for the plunge. "Maybe you should try a different sexual orientation; you may find it might what you've been looking for, since girls have been making you so unhappy lately." There was a stunned silence before Sirius burst out laughing.
"Me? Date a guy? Remus just because you're gay doesn't mean the rest of all are." His laughter continued for a minute before stopping abruptly when seeing the look of discomfort and shame on his fellow marauder's face.
"I'm sorry Remus, I didn't mean it like that. In fact," Sirius lowered his voice to a whisper. "I've been thinking about that possibility a lot recently. It's just that...I'm Sirius black, the known ladies man. How could I possibly switch to boys? I have a reputation. I try to remind myself of that when I find myself staring at the guys in the showers after Quidditch practice." Remus met Sirius' gaze. He dared to hope, maybe, just maybe if he was the luckiest boy earth and the planets were in some strange solar alignment, Sirius might just learn to love him the way he loved Sirius.
"Well you don't have to just stick to guys Sirius," Remus started slowly, choosing his words carefully. "There's no definite line between gay and straight no rules you have to follow. You can like girls and guys, try a little of each until you see which you prefer.
"Maybe," Sirius conceded. "But where am I supposed to find a guy willing to give me a try? I mean, perfect guys don't just appear out of no where."
The last thing they saw was a flash of white light.
A/N Good? Maybe? No? Ok fine...TBC maybe, if you all want me to.