Part II

Sirius Black

Sirius Black stared at the old photograph in his hands. It was one he had stared at often in the past, wondering what might have been had things been different.

His younger self and James Potter were sitting by the Hogwarts lake, the young Sirius frequently casting longing glances at his gorgeous best friend, who in turn was smiling at Lily Evans, who just happened to be James' girlfriend.

Knowing that remembering the past would do him more harm than good, Sirius put the photo back into the photo album lying next to him on his bed. He then replaced the album onto the bookshelf, out of harm's way.

A look at his watch told Sirius that his godson would soon be arriving for their usual weekend chat.

He yawned, then frowned. He couldn't be tired already, could he?

Ignoring the occurrence, he went into the kitchen area to prepare the tea.

Grabbing two cups, he placed them onto a tablet, along with some biscuits. A quick charm later and the two cups were filled with warm, steamy tea. Next, Sirius opened a little hidden cupboard and took out the potions vial he had received previously. Not hesitating, he opened it and poured its contents into one of the cups. Harry's cup.

Moving into the living area with the tablet, a knock at the door sounded.

Sirius smiled. Quickly, he set down the tablet on the table and opened the door. There, his godson greeted him warmly.

They sat down, chatting about their respective lessons and Quidditch.

As the evening wore on, both yawned more and more frequently.

As usual, Harry fell asleep on the sofa.

As usual, Sirius carried him to his bed and put him down gently.

As usual, he cast a spell on Harry's eyes and then one to wake him up.

As usual, brown eyes filled with desire were now staring at him.

Just as Snape had promised, the potion did indeed work as it should.

"James…"

"Sirius…"

Sirius shushed him, "Don't speak". His voice didn't sound like James'.

Their lips met in a heated kiss. Clothes were shed, bodies were pressed together. Their sweat mixed with the scent of sex.

When their lust was stilled, Harry fell asleep.

Sirius pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"Until next week, James."

He wanted to get up from the bed to get his wand to undo the eye colour changing spell, but tiredness was consuming him. He had to get up though. He had to… He…

Naked, he fell asleep next to the equally bare youth.