Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me. They belong to JK Rowling. Man, I wish I was her.

Aloha! Guess what I'm typing this on?! My new laptop!!! Er, well, my and my brother's new laptop, but he's never used it yet, so I'm calling it mine. Anyway, thought I'd share that random piece of information before I blew up. Yippie.

Lucius/Sirius, Sirius/Remus, Lucius/??? pairings. Maybe more later. If my brain allows it. Limeness, duh. I'm not actually ready to write out lemon scenes. So shoot me.

This was SUPPOSED to be a short little fic, but it sorta got more complicated. Darn. Er, this is set sometime around 6th or 7th year. It's Christmas, so no one's really at Hogwarts. So, read and review, please?

(POV means point of view, if you didn't know that. I'm hoping you did)

Losing the Charade

Lucius's POV

"Are you ever going to tell them?"

The dark-haired boy lying beside me didn't answer. I merely waited, running my hands through those ebony colored locks. Sirius sighed, turning his back towards me. I took my fingers out of his hair and traced the pattern of his shoulder bone delicately.

"I don't know, Lucius," Sirius muttered, sighing again. "How do you think they'd react? James would kill you probably, for one thing. And Remus would be heartbroken....." He trailed off. I knew that Lupin and Sirius had been going out before I came along, and that Sirius had broken off their relationship because of me. I had a feeling that Sirius still had affections for the boy.

"You didn't have to break up with him," I told him softly, nuzzling my head into the back of his neck. Sirius groaned and turned around, so that we were face to face again.

"And as you say this, you're nibbling on my neck. I don't think you really wanted me to stay with him," he answered, flicking my nose lightly. I laughed.

"You know me too well. But I was truly sorry when you dumped him. I was afraid he was going to commit suicide, he looked so sad."

"Remus would never do that," Sirius replied quietly. "He didn't want to do anything that would hurt me." He was silent again and I took that as a sign that I shouldn't say anything else. Sure, I was worried that my lover was going to go running back to his werewolf friend, but Sirius never seemed like he was seriously considering it.

Peeking a look at the door, I asked, "Are you sure everyone's outside?"

Sirius nodded. "Yeah. They said at dinner they were going to go outside and have another snowball battle. I'm sure no one's going to come up here." I must have looked uneasy, because he added, "Jesus, fine, I'll lock the door." He got up and tapped the door with his wand. "Happy?"

"Hmph. I'm not scared. I'm just not used to being here. This is the Gryffindor Tower, remember?"

"Well, how do you think I feel, having sex with you all the time in the Slytherin house?"

"Did you ever really care where we were?"

"Erm, no, but that's not the point!"

I pouted. "Enough of this. Come on."

Sirius gave me a sly grin. "Anxious, are we?"

"It's Christmas, Sirius. I want to get wasted, sleep, and have sex. But not necessarily in that order," I grinned back. Sirius clucked his tongue.

"Right then." He moved away from the door and back towards his bed, where I was lying, staring up at him. He slid on top of me with an almost catlike grace — or should I say dog-like grace? — and locked his lips with mine. I moaned and bucked my hips against his, hoping to flip him over so I could get on top, but he didn't budge. I ran my fingers through his hair again, then broke the kiss for a moment so I could breathe.

"I wanna be on top. You were on top last time," I mumbled, but Sirius was ignoring me; he had managed to undo my robes and the shirt underneath and was kissing my neck and chest. I growled and managed — rather difficultly, considering the position I was in — to knee him in the crotch. That caused him to bite my neck painfully and swear, but he looked up.

"What!?!"

"You mean that didn't feel good?" I smirked evilly. Sirius scowled.

"No."

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

"No."

"Oh. Well, I want top."

Without waiting for an answer, I pushed Sirius backwards with my leg and jumped on him, causing him to yelp. I laughed again and started unbuttoning his shirt (his robes were already on the floor because of an earlier snogging session). I traced a path of kisses down his chest, using my hands to massage Sirius's sides, making him moan with pleasure. After getting down to the waistband of his pants, I stopped kissing his stomach and went back up to his face. Sirius caught my lips with his, and wrapped his arms around my neck. Just I as was reaching down to get rid of those infernal things known as jeans, the door to the dormitory creaked open.

And all time seemed to stop.

Sirius's POV

I paused, looking confused. Lucius had stopped kissing me and was staring at the door with a pale, stricken face. Then it hit me. Oh my god, someone had just walked in. How could I have not heard the door? Well, okay, there was a good reason why I hadn't heard the door. But hadn't I locked it? Lucius was still propped up on his elbows over me, face turning from white to red to white again. I chanced a peek backwards. Fuck.

It was Remus.

Slowly, I rolled onto my stomach, so that I could see properly. Oh hell, he looked like he was going to cry. With a pained sort of look, Remus muttered something I couldn't hear and ran out of the room. Lucius looked down at me.

"I thought you locked the door!!!" He exclaimed, leaping from the bed.

"I did!!!" I cried out, sliding off the bed after him.

"Then explain what just happened!"

"Okay! We were about to shag, and Remus walks in — damn it, Remus!" I didn't bother trying to get my shirt, but rushed out after the boy. "Remus! Hey!"

He was almost to the portrait hole when I got down. He paused when I called his name, but kept going. He pushed open the picture of the fat lady and I grabbed him around the waist, pulling him back into the common room. The fire was blazing halfheartedly in the grate, which was what I stared at as I set Remus on a couch by it. He had his arms around me, sobbing into my shoulder. I let him cry in peace, Lucius watching from the doorway without any emotion on his face. Finally, Remus pulled away from me, wiping his eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Siri. I shouldn't be crying, it's not like you're my boyfriend anymore..." he muttered, through the robes he was covering his face with. I pulled his hands away from his head.

"It's not your fault. It's mine. I'm just a stupid bastard, not telling you the real reason I wanted to break up and then hiding my relationship with Lucius from you......It's all my fault," I told him quickly, running my hand over his hair. "All mine....." Remus looked like he was ready to burst into tears again, so I set his head on my shoulder. "I'm sorry......"

Remus lay like that for a moment, then seemed to realize that Lucius was there too. He coughed and sat up. Looking at my new lover, he said, "You're a very lucky guy....." Lucius shrugged a shoulder. I noticed he was still looking rather pallid. I patted the seat on the couch next to me.

"Lucius, come here."

He shook his head. "No, I better go. I'll just go get my stuff." I supposed he was referring to his shirt and robes, because he hadn't brought anything else.

"No. Come here."

Lucius gave me a glare but sulked over to the couch and sat down. I cleared my throat and said,

"Remus Lupin, best friend in the world and very first love; Lucius Malfoy, newly acquired lover and not as bad a guy as you would think." The two sat there, not looking at each other or me. "Please guys, at least shake hands. For me, at least?" Reluctantly, Lucius held out his hand and Remus took it carefully. They shook hands. "Thanks, guys," I muttered.

Lucius's POV

I wandered down the corridors to the Slytherin common room, staring idly at portraits and random things around the hall. We had been caught in the act. Someone now knew out secret. Thank god Remus hadn't come any later, who knows what he might have done.......

After a minute I realized I had made it to the portrait that lead to the common room. I sighed, ignoring it, and backtracked up the stairs, to the kitchens. Coming to the picture of the fruit bowl, I tickled it and shoved open the door.

I almost stopped when I saw who was already sitting there, but decided, what the hell. I ambled over to the table where Severus Snape sat, book propped up near his nose and sipping what looked like coffee.

"You'll never get to sleep if you drink that too late," I said conversationally, and Snape jumped. I chuckled and sat down across from him.

"Oh, Lucius. You startled me," Snape grumbled, wiping some coffee off his book.

"Sorry. So, what are you doing here? You usually study in the library."

"If you haven't noticed, Madame Pince doesn't like people eating in the library," Snape replied. "What're you doing here?"

"I was about to have sex with my boyfriend, but his ex-boyfriend walked in on us and I figured it was a good time to leave."

Snape stared at me. "And I wondered what it would be like to have a complicated relationship. Actually, any relationship would be nice, but if it turned out like that, I think I'd skip on the dating thing."

I laughed again. "Believe me, it's much harder than it looks." Noticing a passing house-elf, I asked politely, "Excuse me, may I have a shot of vodka?" I looked at my watch. "Actually, make that a couple of shots." The elf nodded, looking disapproving, but scurried off to get the drinks. Sighing, I set my forehead on the table, arms around my head. Snape had set aside his book and was watching me intently.

"Who's this new boyfriend?" he asked.

"Sirius Black."

Snape shot me a repulsed look. "You're not serious."

"No, I'm dating him."

He rolled his eyes. "And you were going to sleep with him."

"What? I've done it before."

"Erg," Snape shuddered. "Sorry, but your choice right there is totally horrific and utterly disgusting. I suggest you dump him, and find someone much better. Perhaps, I don't know, a squirrel."

"A squirrel."

"It's better than Black."

"Heh, forgot you don't particularly like him."

"Is it that obvious?"

I was going to answer, but the little house-elf had returned with a tray of vodka in small glasses. I thanked it courteously and set the tray on the table. "Want some?"

"No thanks," Snape shook his head. "I don't hold liquor well."

"Just like Sirius. He can barely drink a bottle of whiskey without making a fool out of himself," I grinned. "Now Lupin, he's amazing. He can take in more than me before passing out."

"What, do you go around having drinking contests with everyone?"

"No, that was just once. I think."

Snape smiled and drained the last of his coffee. "Hey, before I go, who's Black's ex-boyfriend?"

"Remus Lupin."

Snape choked on his drink. "WHAT?!?"

"You didn't know that?"

"No. Wow. Sirius dumped his best friend for you? What was he thinking?"

"Lupin's probably thinking the same thing."

"And you're okay with this?"

I didn't answer for a moment. "Sort of......" I finally replied. "I just want Sirius to be happy........ Even if that means letting him get back together with Lupin." Snape got up, setting his cup down and picking up his book.

"Well then, good luck with Black. I'm going up to bed. It's going to take years to get these pictures I now have in my head out."

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Amazing, huh? Before, I had a sort of plot where it was just Sirius and Lucius getting caught by the whole gang mushed into one chapter, but it seems to have escalated from that. Expect lots of angstiness. Lol. Welp, you'll just have to wait for the next chapter. snorts Yeah, sure........... If you've read one of my other stories, TheHPRoFic (That's what I call it when I don't feel like writing out the whole title), you'll notice that Lucius's just like Draco. Hehe, like father like son.

Haha.

A squirrel.

I crack myself up. That's so sad, isn't it?