A/N: I don't own anything! Seriously I am a poor college student. Yay! my favorite ship is canon.
In reality, I thought it started out rather innocently. Well, maybe innocent to the twisted side of my family.
Yes, the Blacks are known for being pure, passionate and hateful, but one thing that never came easily to any member was fidelity.
My mother never was a great one for the loving spouse. I'm the living joke for my mother to always remember your potion: one night with a Muggleborn and she ends up with me, the filthy half-breed freak. Yay for me.
My lovely Aunt Bella puts all of us with our casual hook-ups to shame with her skill. Yes, she is married, but only to enhance the family name that now is non-existent. The only man who could match her passionate hatred of more than half the human race is Lord Voldemort. Now talk about family pride there, "Oh, did you know my aunt is the mistress to the darkest wizard of our time?" The list goes on and on with her, but I will only give you a few: Rabastan Lestrange (her brother-in-law), Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy(her sister's husband), and so on. Basically, name any Death Eater, and she screwed him a couple of times.
Sirius, though I hate to talk bad about him, but… well, fidelity also wasn't his strongest quality. He was the playboy of Hogwarts, and he lost his virginity at 12 to his little brother's Swedish nanny. At old Grimmauld, we would constantly talk about who had shagged who. The sad thing is neither of us felt bad for it. I think he even got Emmeline Vance in the sack a few times, and he was an ex-con. The man truly had skills, no doubt about it.
Now, me, I should be frank. I am no blushing flower or pure nymph. Casual sex between friends was an easy concept for me. I couldn't keep a boyfriend because the temptation of other boys would come crashing down upon me. I can be any man's fantasy, now why wouldn't I use that to my advantage. I have been in love, yes, but he wasn't in love with me, he loved what I could be. So I moved on and slept with his brother. We remained friends, but sometimes it still hurt to see my first love with Fleur Delacour, his dream girl. I ,so wanted to tell Fleur, actually that she should go for the younger brother, Charlie, if she wanted a good romp in the sack.
I never told her that. I was mad all the same. He feel in love with her all over, not just the outside. I wanted that so desperately. I craved and mourned for it.
Then Remus Lupin came into my life. We were instant friends. Any one in the Order could tell we made an excellent team. We just went well together. Sirius, Remus and I would sit around "old number 12" and get pissed every now and then. That's when I could tell, despite the fact I was rather tipsy, that Professor Remus Lupin needed someone who could love all of him for once.
In theses drunken episodes, Sirius always the over-sexual achiever would claim that he need to be reminded that he was alive, that simply he needed that connection only sex can offer to remind you that, yes you can feel human again. I would clink my glass with his an exclaim, "HERE, HERE" we would then look at Remus with always the prudish mind, until he would curtly nod and clink along with us.
I think that's when Sirius decided that I would be the medicine for Professor Lupin. I didn't know it then, though, and I don't think Lupin did either.
A/N: Super Thanks to Elle and Cait