//AN// Ah, my smut loving little reviewers. You will get your wish soon, I promise. I'm just trying to give this story a little substance. All my other stories have plenty of smut, and no plot, and I'm trying to fix that with this one. Check out my other stories if you need a little bit of a RLHGSB threesome fix. ;-) Oh, and don't expect two updates per day too often, I'm not super woman. ////

A couple of weeks later, on July twenty-first, there wasn't a single personal item left in Number 12 Grimmauld Place. The walls and tabletops were bare of photographs, no clothes were left in the wardrobes, and there wasn't a toothbrush to be found. It looked as if the house was abandoned.

The residents of Number 12 had packed up for their new home, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Sirius, Remus and Hermione had sent all their belongings ahead of them, to be placed in their quarters by the elves, and decided to make a day of the trip into Scotland.

They shopped in Diagon Alley at Madam Malkins for new teaching robes for each of them, navy blue for Sirius, grey for Remus and a set of blue and a set of pink for Hermione. When Hermione stepped in Flourish and Blotts to look for her favorite muggle romance novels, Sirius and Remus stepped into Weasley's Wizard Wheezes to pick up a few "supplies" for school.

"'Ello Marauders," George said from behind the counter.

"Marauders you say?" They heard Fred call from the back room.

A crash and a couple of stumbles later and Fred emerged with soot on his face. "Developing a new product," he said with a grin when he saw them looking at his face with amusement.

"What can we do for you today, gentlemen?" George asked.

"Just looking for a few tricks to keep our students on their toes," Sirius answered.

"Students? Oi. Don't tell me old McGonagall has put the future of the wizarding world in your hands there Padfoot." George teased.

"Not only are they in my hands, Mr. Weasley, but Remus' and Hermione's too. But don't worry too much, I only get to teach them to fly. Remus will be teaching them to defend themselves, and Hermione'll teach 'em how to brew potions without blowing themselves up. Hopefully." Sirius answered with a grin.

"Well, take a look around and pick out whatever you want. We're having a half off sale today, but only for the people who inspired us to begin our pranks and tricks," Fred said with a wink.

Sirius picked up a few wands that turned into squeaky mice when you tried to cast a spell, some canary crèmes, and a few indoor fireworks.

Remus on the other hand was feeling a bit romantic. He picked out paper airplanes that turned into a dozen roses when they reached their destination, chocolates that were filled with cream that changed to the favorite flavor of the person eating them, and fireworks in the shape of hearts, stars and flowers.

"Thinking of a certain someone there Moony?" Sirius asked, jabbing his old friend in the ribs.

"Of course Padfoot, I thought I'd send these airplanes to Professor Flitwick, and wouldn't Minerva like the fireworks?" Remus answered, jabbing back at Sirius.

The men walked toward the book store, teasing and poking fun at each other until they both set eyes on Hermione. She was leaned against the wall outside of Flourish and Blotts, thumbing through a new book with the sun shining behind her, making her curly brown hair look like a golden halo around her head.

"Merlin that's one beautiful little witch," Sirius breathed.

"Oh, yes," Remus said, breathless.

"Remus, do you think you can share as well as she can?" Sirius asked.

"What do you mean, Padfoot?"

"I mean, she's beautiful, smart, funny, sweet, innocent in some ways and not at all in others, and I think I've fallen for my best friend's girl." Sirius told him.

"The question isn't if I'll share my friend, it's if she'll allow herself to be shared, and there's only one way to find that out." Remus answered, grinning at his old friend.

When they reached the book store, Remus took her package of books, shrunk them, and stuck them in his pocket, and they each then took one of her hands, and led her away to the apparation point.

Rather than tell her where they were going, they each grasped her firmly and sidealonged her to a beautiful restaurant with an outdoor door dining area framed with beautiful roses and ivy.

"Look at what I'm wearing, we can't go here!" Hermione exclaimed with a frown.

"That's why we're here for lunch love, look around. Everyone is dressed in regular clothes right now." Remus explained.

They were lead to their corner table by a curly haired woman in a deep green uniform. The hostess ran her fingertips down Sirius' arm and giggled when Sirius flashed her a smile. Hermione was shocked when she found herself wanting to break those fingers.

They ordered drinks and sat around talking about the classes that they would be teaching this year.

Remus was more excited than Hermione and Sirius combined, because teaching had always been his passion, and now he would be able to teach without fear of losing his job because someone figured out that he was a werewolf.

Hermione was nervous because she hated talking in front of people. She was ready for the first, second and third years, but she was nervous about fourth, fifth and sixth years who were all closer in age to her.

Sirius was the most laid back of the three of them, he knew that he could flash that famous Sirius Black smile and the girls would fall for him, and the boys would do whatever it took to try and make the girls look at them, the way they looked at Sirius.

The ordered appetizers and nibbled off of each other's plates while they continued to chat about what they were going to teach their classes and how they were going to spend their free time, now that they were trapped in a school full of teens and pre-teens.

They finished their lunch and Sirius insisted on paying the bill, and they left. They apparated to the edge of the Hogwarts' grounds. They walked through the big iron gates, but rather than taking the path straight up to the castle, they took the long way around, past Dumbeldore's tomb and the black lake.

Once they had made their way all the way around the castle, it was almost dinner time. The three new professors walked into the big wooden front doors and were greeted by their favorite house elf, Dobby.

Dobby escorted them all to their quarters, which were all in the same hallway at the bottom of Gryffindor tower. First Remus, closest to the students, for he would be the new head of house for Gryffindor, then Hermione in the middle, and Sirius at the end of the hall.

Each was given a suit with a kitchenette, living room, study/office, and a bedroom. Hermione had a private potions lab in a fifth room, while Sirius and Remus both had an extra bedroom.

"Dinner be in 30 minutes Misters and Missy," Dobby told them.

"We'll be there in 20, Dobby, thank you." Hermione told him kindly.

Each went to their own rooms to change before presenting themselves to the staff at dinner.