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Disclaimers: None of the Harry Potter characters or places belongs to me. However, there are some characters that I made up, whom I hope you will come to enjoy. Furthermore, this was based lightly on the beginning of my own holiday. We arrived at an under kept summer camp for Rhodesian Ridgebacks and all of my hopes of a nice holiday (and the opportunity of wearing my new dress) went out of the window. The holiday turned out nice though, so no worries. In my boredom, I started writing this! I had a lot of time to kill, ink to spill, and paper to fill! D
Onwards with the story stuff…
Warnings: Slash and sex possibly graphic. In later chapters: smoking, drinking and bad language.
Summary: Every year, Sirius' family goes to a luxurious mansion for the summer. They sometimes invite some friends along, so it is always fun. However, as they arrived at the supposed mansion, there proved to be a slight problem. There was no mansion! What are they going to do?
Pairing/s: first Sirius/ Original Character; Later on Remus/Sirius; Bellatrix/ Rodolphus; Severus/ Regulus; Lucius/ Narcissa; and Lily/James. There's also Peter in this, but I haven't quite thought of if I should pair him up with someone. Oh, also Andromeda and Ted.
Time/Era: This is set in a future time, like…Our time, because I find it easier to write about. At least I won't have to remind myself they might not listen to this or that band back in the 70's and stuff like that. It's also A/U. No wizards!
Note: This chapter has some disco and some …sex... But not graphic.
"Here it is, Ladies and Gents!" Mr. Lee parked right in front of a large building, to which loads of teenagers were walking towards. A path (lined with benches on the side) surrounding the building was lit up with the tiniest lights, probably for the people who needed some quiet time or special time with their significant others.
They stepped out of the car, which had attracted many stares, and walked inside. Inside, the building was divided into two main parts: the relaxing and the dancing part. The bar was on the side of the couches and comfortable chairs, and so was the washroom. Luckily for some of the group, this was a disco; you were still allowed to smoke in the gathering by the thick air.
They made their way over to the bar and waited for the rather lazy bartender to come and, well, tend them. "Oh come on, you lazy arse! I've a pocket full o' money and this way, you're not getting it!" Sirius yelled at the man/boy bartender. It was kind of difficult to tell by his backside. He finally turned around and walked over to their side of the bar. Then he stared, mouth open a bit. "Erm, yes, sorry. What do you want to drink?" He snapped out of his trance and gestured towards the many bottles and glasses. Once they were seated and sipping drinks, Sirius realized it had been the boy who was dancing with Remus that same afternoon. "You're so oblivious sometimes…" Lucius said, shaking his head with a chuckle.
Bellatrix had kept to her promise to Rodolphus and dragged him to the dance floor after his fifth drink. Lucius and Narcissa had also disappeared somewhere, but by the flash of bright blond every now and then, Sirius was almost certain they were with Bellatrix. Regulus was, as always, on the toilet, puking his guts out, with Peter taking care of him. It was usually Andromeda or Severus taking care of the boy. "I'm going to check on him. What if Peter lets him drown himself in his own vomit?" said Severus as he stood up hastily. He was always somewhat of a worrier when Regulus was involved.
Severus' retreat left Sirius alone with his cousin Andromeda, something which he wouldn't have minded under other circumstances. She'd been nagging him for the entire car trip, waving his little black book of conquests around in front of his face. How'd she'd managed to find it in the midst of the mess that was his tent, he had no idea. "I thought our mission was to get you laid." She stated coldly, stirring her Martini. "Yeah..." he said as he slowly sipped his drink. It may very well be the last one he'll drink tonight.
"The only time you've left that bloody chair was to either get another drink or to take a waltz." She fixed him with a glare and he knew that much was true. "So?" but he didn't quite see the problem with that. "You're not going to get any if you keep sitting on your fat arse!" she exclaimed, exasperated. At that, Sirius barely resisted the urge to grab his ass to check. "That's it!" Andromeda said. She stood up when she got no reaction from him. "We're going to find Bella! She'll know who you can hook up with." Somehow, Bellatrix always succeeded in finding Sirius dates when he himself couldn't. This didn't happen very often, of course, because Sirius was more than capable of wooing. He downed his glass of Baileys and stood up shakily.
Bellatrix had indeed, as usual, spotted someone. Very nice, from what Sirius could see (which wasn't a lot, to be honest). "There's one problem, though. I can't tell if it's a boy or a girl." It wasn't so much the gender problem; it was more that Sirius would have to use different tactics. He could care less if the person he was shagging had tits or not.
The group sneakily moved closer to the to-be-shagged, observing him/her, pretending to lose themselves into the music as to not be noticed. Sirius could now see that the person was wearing tight jeans, a voluminous blouse and some eyeliner. This made it apparent he/she was a girl. But, Sirius knew well enough that there were boys who dressed up like that as well, he himself not excluded.
The person noticed their staring and promptly turned around to talk with a girl. This puzzled Sirius' slightly tipsy mind. Did he/she not want him? He boldly walked over to the stranger, who was now obviously a male and said to his back; "Hello." The boy turned around so quickly that Sirius thought his neck could have snapped.
"Hi," the boy retorted, voice deep and warm. "I'm Sirius Black." Sirius said with a smirk. "May I ask for your name?" he shot the blonde boy a charming smile, and got a blush in return. "Max. I'm Max." Max, Sirius knew for sure now, was as gay as a maypole. He'd seen Max shoot a quick glance at his body. "Nice to meet you Max." he replied then he looked at the girl. "I'm Susanne." She told him, not looking very interested. "Do you mind if I steal your friend for a dance?" he asked her. She shrugged and waved her hand, as if to say, whatever you want. "Excellent." He grabbed Max's wrist lightly. "Bye bye, then." Max proved to be a fantastic dancer, and Sirius couldn't help but wonder how he'd be in bed. Because that is how the night would end, if Sirius had any say in it. And incidentally, he did.
Indeed, the next morning he awoke with his arms wrapped around Max, still sleeping soundly.
Sirius stared at him for a while, remembering his moans and the feel of him, writhing on the bed, before he rolled out of bed for breakfast. (I.E. lots of water and cigarettes)
He'd just lit his third one, when Max stepped out of the tent, fully dressed. "G'morning." He yawned, taking a seat next to Sirius. 'I had a great time last night.' He told Sirius with a bright smile. "Thanks…" Sirius said, slightly arrogant. "You're an amazing dancer." Max smiled that sweet, crooked smile again and took the cigarette from Sirius' lips to his own.
"I do break-dance and ballet. I have a performance next week." This, Sirius had already suspected (the ballet-part), judging Max's body's flexibility. He smirked at his inner-innuendo. "I'll come watch you…It is in Godric's Hollow, right?" he added quickly. "Yeah, yeah. It's at the annual fair, celebrating Godric Gryffindor. He was born here, you see." Godric Gryffindor was famous for his discoveries of animal-skin used in medicine, in the Medieval Times. "He lived here?! That's so cool." He also discovered several drugs, which is why Sirius was so interested in him.
"So…" Severus began sourly, after Max had gone home. "You have a boyfriend now?" "What are you, jealous, because your girlfriend couldn't come this year?" Sirius retorted lazily, not really caring about Severus' opinion. Severus shook his head slowly. "Not at all, dearest Sirius. In fact, we broke up just before the holidays." This shocked everyone, since Severus usually told them everything about Monica, his girlfriend. Every dirty detail, even the ones they'd rather not know about, if you catch my drift. "You hadn't told m-us that, yet, Severus." Regulus said, sounding annoyed. "I thought you'd get a hint by me not mentioning her in ages." Severus retorted, equally annoyed. He turned to Sirius again. "But, are you?" he asked getting back on topic. "Of course not. But he's got this show next week and I was planning on going there. It's at the annual fair, so it should be fun." Rodolphus made some weird, cooing noises. "Oh shut it Rolph, you sound like a bloody pidgeon."
"What is he going to do there, anyway?" Lucius asked mouth full of bacon. "He's a dancer," Sirius told them, semi-proud and semi-disgusted at Lucius' eating habits. "He must be flexible, then!" Narcissa giggled. They all burst out laughing at Sirius' knowing smirk.
At that point, Peter and James arrived, puzzled at the laughter. 'What's the joke?' James inquired.
He had left earlier than the rest of them last night, saying he wasn't much of a dancer anyway and had missed the entire Max-ordeal. 'Sirius shagged a dancer, who was very flexible and all that.' Regulus managed to choke out. "Ooooh! Do I know her?" James wiggled his eyebrows. "Him." Peter corrected. "Max, from middle school." James looked confused at that. "So…You're gay then?" he looked at Sirius as if he expected him to suddenly rip of his clothes and reveal an animal-printed thong. "Not really. It's just that I don't care if it's a boy or a girl, or both, as long as they're hot." "You're so crude." Andromeda wriggled her nose in displeasure. "Max the fag, huh…He's an alright bloke, bit too queenie for my tastes, but then again, I don't bat for the other team anyway." said James."Anyway, I sent Lily a letter two weeks ago…I think the mailman couldn't read my handwriting so it's probably somewhere in Podric Swollows ." This was of course, a non-existent village. "Wouldn't she be writing you back, then?" Severus asked with a disgusted smile but honestly curious of James' answer. "Nah, she usually sends them back unopened. That's her way of saying I love you, and I don't need a letter to tell me that you love me too."
They all stared at Severus for ages before ignoring him further and going onto their breakfast.
"Oh come on, I was kidding!" James objected to the lack of attention. "So, Severus…Why did you and Monica break up anyway?" Regulus questioned his friend. Severus shrugged at him, throwing his pack of cigarettes on the bed. Regulus followed the other boy inside the tent and sat down. "Come on, tell me." He pouted at his extremely-extra-super cutest way, but to no avail. After he whined like a puppy for a while, Severus sighed and told him; "She thought I was in love with someone else." Regulus perked up immediately. "And? Are you in love with someone else, or was she just being Monica?" Monica had been kind of paranoid throughout the entire relationship. She'd even cornered Regulus one day, saying he'd better lay off of her boyfriend. Regulus hadn't, of course, spoken to Severus of that day yet. "Dunno…I could be." Severus trailed off mysteriously.
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Next week rolled by surprisingly fast and Sirius was puzzled by what to wear to a fair. He'd never been to a small-town fair before and the fairs in the city were all about seeing and being seen. Andromeda, however, had quite often; for she liked to stroll down little markets nobody had ever heard of and buy things nobody had ever seen. And thus, he called her for advice. She was surprised, because no one ever came to her for advice about what to wear. They listened to Narcissa for that, because, even though they didn't like to admit it, she knew what she was dealing with.
"I need to find a suitable outfit for this fair, Andy… I haven't got the slightest clue and you've been to these sort of things before, right?" He looked at her in despair. Honestly, sometimes Sirius Black would get a little overdramatic. "Just go with something simple. Just a simple blousy thing with some jeans and sandals. Do something with a necklace or your hair, but don't overdo it. This is not high-end." So, Sirius put on a white, loose blousy, some Capri jeans and his sandals. He let Narcissa braid his long hair, because otherwise it'd get too hot in his neck. All in all, he looked like a pirate. "Well, Mr. Black, I must say, you look handsome." Narcissa and Andromeda nodded approvingly at their work.
Peter's mother made them take the mountain bikes the camp had for its guests, so that they'd be there quicker and to make them do some exercising. She'd not gone so far as to actually call them lazy, but Sirius was sure she thought they were. He and Max had decided they meet up before the show, as well as after, so the group went to where Max had told them to, the main tent, where the performance was also held.
Max was sitting there with some of his fellow dancers. He stood up as soon as he saw Sirius coming towards him. Sirius kissed him briefly on the lips before he slung his arm around his small frame. "Oh, James and Peter! I didn't know you knew Sirius!" Max exclaimed, taking his seat back. "I'm sure you remember Thomas and Quintin." He pointed at the two boys. "Of course!" James replied. "I had such a lovely time pranking them!" "More like terrorizing." Thomas muttered evily under breath. "Tsk tsk, you know you were glad to finally have my attention." James waved his finger at him.
After a while of chatting, a little man came scurrying towards the group. "You have fifteen minutes to change." He wheezed. "Hurry up, for Godric's sake!" He ran away as fast as he came, shouting to his right and left occasionally. "Well, we'd better get going then, Max." Quintin said eager to get away from the company of his former tormentors. 'Max!' Thomas smacked him up the head. "Stop shagging!" "I'll meet you after!" Max shouted to Sirius as he was being dragged away.
Music started slowly and soft, as the lights dimmed. Seven figures seemed to glide over the stage, and lights suddenly pointed right at them as the music boomed out of the speakers. "What the hell…" Peter whispered. "That's…" Lucius stared, shocked. "Remus Lupin!" Sirius exclaimed, equally surprised, recognizing the golden hair and lean body.
He looked extremely hot in the lycra tights he was wearing. His gaze shifted to Max, twirling in a black version of Remus' golden tights. Max really did have a great arse. Sirius felt his pants tighten around his crotch and happily noted he had worn loose jeans. He flushed as the dancers jumped up and down, crouching to the floor and giving the audience a sultry gaze.
Remus' glance hit Sirius full in the face, and he seemed shocked to find him here. He quickly recovered, jumping to the right with the others, hair sweeping in his pale face. After, Sirius quickly reverted his attention to Max. He may not be the person for boyfriends, but Max was too sweet to double-cross, even in thought. And, boy, was Sirius thinking dirty thoughts about Remus in his golden tights, spanned across his long legs.
"You were absolutely amazing!" Sirius told a flustered Max, fluttering his face with kisses. "And hot too, will you please wear those tights again, for me?" he naughtily suckled on Max's earlobe, not caring who saw the display. "You can meet the others now, if you want." Sirius couldn't refuse his eager look. "That's Ted." Max gestured to a mousy blonde, who waved his hand in return. "And-" Remus stepped into the circle, and, looking around, he introduced himself quietly. "I'm Remus Lupin, as some of you may already know." "I thought you never said anything." Peter said unsubtly. "It's not like I never say anything, Pettigrew. It depends on the person talking to me." He coughed and rubbed his throat. "But that's not what's important. What is important is that my mum made cake." "Oh brilliant Remus!" Max exclaimed excitedly. "His mum makes the best cakes, ever!" And so, they trailed after Remus towards his mother.
"Wow, Mrs Lupin! That is amazing!" Andromeda sighed contently after a few bites. "What's your secret? I love baking myself, but I never get cheesecake just right." Mrs. Lupin got a blush on her loveable face and told her with a secretive smile; "Just add a little bit of vanilla, cinnamon and fresh rosemary." "Oh eat, eat, there's plenty" Mrs. Lupin exclaimed, handing Sirius his fourth piece. "My son refuses to act like a teenage boy! I would almost take it as an insult, if one didn't want seconds or thirds." Remus glared at his mother, but didn't say anything besides; "A dancer mustn't weigh too much, mother. You of all people should know that." "Oh shush, I bet you could gain ten kilos and still weigh less than I do." Sirius commented. Remus didn't spare him as much as a glance.
"Oh, oh Remus! I've been meaning to ask you something!" Max piped up, mouth full of cake. "Are you and Edmond together or not?" Remus tensed up and shoved back his chair a bit, as if he was preparing to leave. "Well? Are you?" Max insisted. "No." Remus said resolutely. "I just teach him how to dance, so he doesn't embarrass himself at the school dance in front of his girlfriend. I've told you this many times, Max." Max seemed disappointed. "Nah, too bad...I think you two would make a nice couple!" "Max, do shut up.' Ted said in a bored voice. "Your matchmaking always goes wrong for everyone except yourself. Remember when you tried to get Andrew to go out with Samantha?" Max grinned devilishly. "Yeah…He had the biggest-" "Okay, stop right there, Max. I'm still here, you know." Mrs Lupin said, semi-disgusted yet also amused. "I'm not interested in a young boys' trousersnake. Nor am I in its size." They all laughed at the word trousersnake. "But, I am going home anyway, so you can talk dirty all you want." She looked at Remus. "Do you think you'll be alright, walking home?" He nodded, a bit flustered by her asking. "I'll be fine, mum."
"Why wouldn't you be alright?" Peter asked after Mrs Lupin had left. "It's like a ten minute walk." Remus fixed him with a look. He was clearly uncomfortable. "Well..." Sirius started. "I'd be exhausted after dancing like that." "Maybe that's because you've got zero stamina." Severus told him dryly. Sirius thought Remus had sent him a grateful look. But it was probably his imagination.
(Rowan: Beware of some smuttyness here...)
"So, Max. How big was Andrews' trousersnake?" Sirius growled into Max's ear, as he pressed the blonde against a tree. They'd stayed behind after everyone else had gone home. Then they'd gone for a walk and had ended up in a forest. Sirius decided to make the best of it and shag Max's brains out. Max caught his lips and murmered; "So big that it hurt." before slipping his tongue into Sirius' mouth. Sirius trailed his hands down Max's spine, towards his fine arse, and squeezed it hard with one hand, while the other one worked his way into Max's pants. The blonde let out a small whimper and bit Sirius lip harshly. They slid down the tree and onto the soft grass. "Am I bigger?" Sirius asked Max innocently, as Max unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off, together with his underpants. "Better." Max whispered naughtily, as he took Sirius' into his mouth. "Much better..."
Author Notes:
Right…not all that graphic right? Do you think I should move up the rating? Anyway, this is quite possibly the longest chapter I have ever written! Reviews are very much welcome, and flames will be used to warm me up. :P Also, sorry it took me so long!
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