Chapter 9: Professor Lupin
Summary: Remus' career choice leads him to teaching Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class for the day. A bit more of the characterizations are explored here and a male/male sexual scene along with a few swear words are inside. Proceed at your own risk. What's life without risks?
Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter characters. I take them out from time to time when I'm not working and make no money (sadly) from this. Nor do I own the bold line from McGonagall. That can be found in the Deathly Hallows book. (DH30) I do not own the few lyrics I took from the song "I like the way you move" by the Bodyrockers.
And now...let's get on with it :)
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Sirius had spent the last few hours with Peter and James attempting to put Remus' mind at ease for his career choice tomorrow. The poor boy knew what he wanted to teach and was very skilled in the particular lesson plan that he wanted to conduct. Since the first year of their time at Hogwarts, Remus had spent nearly every waking moment soaking up his textbooks like a sponge. He performed the spell as a test and explained to them how he was doing it in order to get into the motions of instructing. No, teaching the vanishing spell would not become the issue. Remus' side of the room, which was normally exceedingly clean to the point the young wizards understood the meaning of the medical term Obsessive Compulsive Disorder clearly, was now in a complete state of disarray.
"Moonbeam. Wear the trousers I bought you , that blue shirt, and your prefect robes, love. You will look fine," Sirius said and put an encouraging hand on his lover's shoulder.
"But I'm to look the part of a Professor. My robes were bought from the second hand shop and I've already used countless spells to repair them that they're faded. I don't have a thing to wear!" Remus furrowed his brow and wished that the new robes, though he hated to accept them, were already in his possession. They'd not be here until the end of the week and the green ones would have looked amazing on him.
"Nonsense, Moony. You'll look fine and we'll even behave in class for you," James said in an attempt to calm down the eccentric werewolf.
"Now, I know I'm in a dream. The day you three behave yourself for anyone is the day I will willingly fly a broom at the speeds you do on the Quidditch Pitch," Remus groaned and fell back on his bed.
Sirius smiled and shook his head, "Don't you know not to make bets you'll lose? Now listen. You will look fantastic tomorrow. You've went over the lesson plans a thousand times for us. It's nearly midnight and you need to sleep."
"I can't sleep now. My side of the room is in shambles," Remus said as he threw his hand over his eyes.
"You can use magic, silly boy." Sirius chuckled and raised his wand, flicking his wrist to perform a quick housekeeping spell and put all of Remus' things back in their normal place. "Now, go get dressed for bed and we'll catch a few hours of sleep."
Remus hesitantly nodded his head in agreement and grabbed his pyjamas. Sirius pulled him back for a moment and rested the back of his hand against the thinner boy's cheek. He looked up into Remus' eyes and smiled gently, the action causing Moony to relax a bit more. Sirius whispered softly, "Please, relax. Just keep calm and don't stress yourself out. You are my Moonbeam and you will do wonderful. All right?"
Remus smiled weakly and nodded to his lover. "I'm sorry, Sirius. I'm just-"
Sirius rose his finger to Remus' pouty lips and smiled, "Don't worry. No apologies. Get ready for bed and we can sleep together tonight."
"All right," Remus said and bit his lower lip. Sirius leaned in closer to him and stole a gentle kiss. Remus closed his eyes for a moment when as his heart fluttered. He turned heel to walk towards the bathroom and yelped at the sharp smack to his backside from Sirius' hand.
"Hey!"
"What? I can't resist."
Remus chuckled while he rubbed the faint sting in his backside and Sirius went to the desk to pull out a quill and parchment. He quickly jotted down a note and opened the window. He had the owl since he could remember and they were best friends. He opened his mouth and whistled the call to him. The jet black owl flew to the window ledge and Sirius greeted the faithful owl with a treat. He attached the note to his leg and leaned down to him to whisper so the others couldn't hear him.
"Artemis. Deliver that to Uncle Alphard, please. And make it as fast as you can."
The bird looked up at Sirius and chirped happily. He enjoyed making deliveries to him, it meant an abundance of treats. He took the extra treat from Sirius and expanded his wings to start his journey.
"Since when did you become the responsible one of our little group?" James asked.
"That would be somewhere between the time Remus started going batshit crazy and Peter actually understood how the vanishing spell works," Sirius pointed over to Peter. The boy was sitting on the bed, pointing his wand at a small trinket box, and successfully made it reappear and disappear. The boy giggled with glee at finally getting a spell to work properly. The chances of him looking like a dunderhead tomorrow were drastically reduced.
"What? Remus explained it and this spell is amazing," Peter grinned and did the spell a few more times.
"Oh, how easy it is to keep your mind occupied. And in any case, the Professors do the same as he did," James shook his head and slipped on his pyjamas.
Peter shrugged and sat his wand along with the box on his nightstand, "Remus just...I don't know. It's different the way he teaches."
"I hope that the Slytherins listen to me tomorrow," Remus strolled back into the main dorm room and plopped on the bed.
Sirius slipped on his shirt and curled up on his side of the bed, motioning for Remus to join him. James and Peter threw the comforter over themselves as they all said in unison, "We'll make sure of it."
Remus smiled and lowered himself beside Sirius. "Thanks guys. Good night."
"Night," James and Peter said and turned off the lights. Sirius pulled Remus close to him and wrapped an arm around him protectively. "Good night, love." Remus leaned up and kissed Sirius' cheek, closing his eyes. He whispered into Sirius' ear softly with a hint of boldness in his voice, "Good night, Master." Sirius grinned and ruffled his hair affectionately.
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The next morning, Sirius woke before the other Marauders and quickly showered to ready himself for the day. The sun had barely made its way over the horizon as he sat on the window ledge and looked expectedly for Artemis to return. He peeked over at the sleeping form of his lover and bit his nails nervously. He hoped that the faithful courier would return bearing a gift. He hadn't spoke much of the past Christmas holidays because it was rather bittersweet. He had the final fall out with his lovely mother and father, which resulted in him being disowned for the fact that they found the declarations of love written on parchments from Remus. He hadn't told his mates yet for a few reasons. Though it was a life changing event, he wanted to sort out the details himself and enjoy the thought that he finally cut himself from them. Another reason for the lack of worry, Uncle Alphard was the one family member that he could truly count on. He showed up on his doorstep on Christmas Eve and was taken in with open arms. Alphard was quite well off, being that he owned the Gladrags Wizardwear chain, and he had never denied young Sirius anything that the boy desired. He didn't want to cause too much trouble for his uncle because he knew how the family could be, so he would tell the other Marauders in time. He played with a loose thread on his robes as he curled on the window sill.
He stood up when he saw Artemis flying towards him. As the owl landed, he retrieved the note and read it while feeding him a few treats.
Sirius,
It's wonderful to hear from you so soon after the Christmas Holidays. I am sorry about what happened between Walburga and Orion, although it was inevitable. You're far too much like me in your rebellious spirit. That's definitely not a bad thing! I have just returned from the main factory of the clothing store late last night from London, so your timing was impeccable in owling me. We have a full line of new robes and clothing coming out in the near future and I have enclosed a book showing them to you. I was able to contact the elves fulfilling your recent order and it will be rushed to you. They did work ever so diligently on such short notice but I am sure they will meet yours and Remus' expectations. I even put in a bit of an upgrade to the blue robes, free of charge of course.
I'm sending him the best of luck in his presentation today and am sure he will do an outstanding job. I do wish to meet him at some point. I know you've said that you would find other living arrangements due to my career leading me away from the estate for weeks at times but the offer stands if you want it. Either way, you are always welcome in my home. I am not one to care too much for the mania of pureblood theories that my brother and sister-in-law have. You are aware of that, I'm sure. If Remus is the one that makes you happy, then you have my blessing as I've told you.
I've taken the liberty to enclose enough funds for the remainder of the school year for you and if you need anything at all, you know how to reach me. The robes should be arriving shortly this morning. Keep in touch and all my love to you, my nephew.
Yours,
A. Black
Sirius smiled brightly and put the letter away, grabbing another handful of owl treats and offered them to his beloved owl. Remus started to stretch and wake up and smiled towards Sirius.
"G'morning," he said with a yawn.
"Morning. Ready to start?"
"I just need a shower and will be. They should wake up, too. Don't want to be late. I'd hate to have to give my mates detention," Remus said and pointed towards Peter and James.
"I'll get them up," Sirius started but was interrupted by another owl flying through their opened window. He brushed in and dropped the three packages on the bed. Remus looked at the foot of the bed and arched a brow. "What's this?"
"Open them," Sirius said with a charming smile.
Remus moved to the foot of the bed and carefully removed the brown paper from the packages. He blinked in astonishment and stood to his feet. He held the sapphire blue robes up to himself with gold outlining the trim. "I thought they weren't to be ready until Saturday," Remus said in disbelief.
"Well, I suppose that we're just lucky. Go on then, get ready and come out to show them off."
"Wow. Ye-yes, definitely." Remus smiled brightly and grabbed his new black trousers, dress shirt, and robes to get ready.
James sat up and looked over at Sirius. He had watched the scene take place quietly. He stood up and walked over to the bed at the other two robes, "You really love him, don't you?"
"What do you mean? I got those for him the other day."
"Yeah, I know. They just magically appeared, for no reason, after a night of him flipping a shit."
"Lucky, I guess."
"Right," James smiled knowingly and winked.
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Remus quickly ate his breakfast and wiped the corners of his mouth. He looked at his watch and nodded, "Right. I'm going to the classroom to set up early. I'll see you all in about thirty minutes."
"All right, Moony. Good luck and we won't be late," Sirius said.
He watched as Remus hurried off to meet with Professor McGonagall. Remus held on to book shoulder bag and took a deep breath as he walked into the classroom with only his teacher behind the desk. She looked up at him and arched a brow.
"Good morning, Mr. Lupin. I see that you are ready for your morning as a teacher."
"Yes, Professor," he smiled gracefully at her and stepped to the desk. "I want to thank you for allowing me this opportunity."
"You are a very gifted young man, Mr. Lupin. Now, to clarify, what will you be teaching the class today?"
"I thought I would teach the vanishing spell using trinket boxes."
"Very good. I normally do that lesson at the beginning of the year for my fifth years but my schedule has gotten a bit behind."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Very well. Please, place your bag on the desk and show me the notes that you have."
Remus nodded and took out his materials. She scanned over his lesson plan and pressed her lips into a line, a look of indifference upon her stern features as she read. He wrung his hands together nervously and hoped that what he had prepared (very quickly the previous night) would suffice.
"Your work seems to be high quality. I very much approve of what you have outlined. As far as the class today, don't be nervous. I know that standing in front of all the students can be agonizing but you will do well. I will take your normal seat beside Mr. Black and act as a student myself. Hopefully, I will be able to curve his mischievous nature."
"Thank you, Ma'am."
"The trinket boxes are in the closet and I'll help you set them up. There are also slugs available for the more advanced students to use that can be placed on my desk. They should be arriving soon."
Remus placed his notes on the podium and followed McGonagall to the closet. He lifted his wand and moved the trinket boxes to the desks of the students while she did the same. He went to the blackboard and wrote the lesson for the day and chapter that covered the Vanishing spell. He took out the slugs to place on the desk and trays to place them upon when the students would come to retrieve them.
He smoothed out his fresh robes over his black trousers and straightened his tie. Running a shaky hand through his hair, he looked at Professor McGonagall with a weak smile as the students began pouring into the classroom. She leaned over to him and whispered, "You look fine and you'll do very well, Mr. Lupin. Don't fret."
He nodded and whispered humbly, "Thank you, Professor."
He watched as the Marauders walked in with Kingsley and the other students. He closed his eyes for a moment and attempted to center himself. You can do this, don't worry.
Professor McGonagall folded her hands together and gained the attention of her fifth year class, "Good morning everyone. Today, you will have a special instructor. Mr. Remus Lupin will have reign over the classroom today and I shall act as student in which I will be taking his normal seat. I trust you will all give him your undivided attention and respect as you would to me."
The Slytherins started to snicker. Remus bit his lip when he heard Severus commented, "They'll let anyone teach anymore." The comment elicited a snicker from the Slytherins which earned them a stern glance from the Professor. She turned to Remus to speak to him for a moment, "The class is in your hands now, Mr. Lupin."
Neither of them noticed Peter, James, and Sirius leaning back in their chairs to look at the Slytherin students. They raised their wands and arched their brows to them in sync. To their surprise, Kingsley was also staring down the Slytherins with a raised wand. The four shot them a warning glance and tapped their wands on the desk while McGonagall and Remus were distracted. The five young wizards slumped in their desk with a scowl. Remus nodded to McGonagall that he was ready and took his place behind the podium while she took her seat next to Sirius.
"Thank you, Professor McGonagall. Good morning class. Today, I will be teaching you the proper use of the vanishing spell utilizing the trinket boxes that I've set out at your desks."
"Couldn't we use you as the victim, I mean...the object to vanish? If we can't bring you back, no harm done," Severus said with a smirk.
Remus took in a deep breath and put his hands behind his back, walking towards Severus. He saw Sirius readying himself to raise his wand and rose an eyebrow towards his boyfriend while shaking his head. He ignored the snickering and looked at Severus, "Thank you very much for your suggestion, Mr. Snape. However, the vanishing spell is very delicate and one must not use such a spell on a living organism when first beginning. I am sure you, considering your vast knowledge, would surely be aware of that."
"Of course," Severus replied, his cheeks turning crimson.
"Good. Now, if I may have your attention. I have written the chapter that you will need to use as a reference for the spell. I insist that you use caution and if you have any problems with the lesson, do not hesitate with legitimate questions. I will not tolerate unnecessary antics," he said while arching an eyebrow.
Remus walked towards the front of the classroom and looked at everyone as he spoke. James and Sirius found themselves sitting up straight at the instructions. Moony's demeanor as he taught was different..more secure. Kingsley smiled and listened closely to the student-professor's words.
"Good. Now, if you will. I would like you to turn to your books to page 285. We will start out with the trinket boxes because it is much more practical to start out on an inanimate object. The more one practices, the better they will be become at the workings of their magic. You will need to know this spell for your Ordinary Wizarding Levels."
Remus smiled as everyone turned their books to the page, including Severus and Professor McGonagall.
"Does anyone know the correct incantation for the spell?" He looked around the room and noticed all the hands raising. He saw Peter's and nodded, pointing towards him. Rarely, Peter had the confidence to answer any question in class and thought it a perfect time to let the shy boy answer.
"Yes. Mr. Pettigrew?"
"Is-is it...Evanesco?"
"I don't know. Are you asking me or telling me, Mr. Pettigrew?"
"I'm telling you..erm, Professor Lupin. The answer is Evanesco."
"Very good. Right you are."
Peter relaxed and held onto his wand firmly.
"Can anyone tell me what happens to the vanished object?"
He looked around the room at the hands raised. He licked his lips and pointed towards Severus, who surprisingly decided to participate. "Yes. Mr. Snape?"
"Would it be gone forever?"
"No, I'm afraid not. I understand why you would be led to come to such a conclusion, however."
"Well, then what happens to it?"
"Let's see if another student has the answer." He bit his lip nervously as he saw no one had their hands raised. He looked towards James and Sirius in hopes of encouraging them. Finally, Professor McGonagall raised her hand.
"Yes, Professor McGonagall?"
"It states on page 290 of the text that the object does not become eradicated. However, it is gone into a state of non-being, which is to say, everything."
"That is correct. The object is moved to another place. For example, if I were to take this trinket box," Remus started to explain as he stood behind the desk, "and tap my wand on it like so. Observe the wrist motions that I make." He flicked his wand and tapped the box, rendering it gone from sight. "Now, I have not destroyed it but I have moved it to another location. In this case, I've moved it here." Remus moved and hopped down from the platform to make his way over towards the cupboard. He opened it up and removed the trinket box. He turned around and saw that the majority of the students looked relatively impressed. Sirius took in the looks of his schoolmates and sat up proudly. Remus was doing a fantastic job and the way he moved around the room was mesmerizing.
"Would anyone like to volunteer to come to the front of the class and give it a try?" Remus asked the room. Peter raised his hand and Remus grinned from ear to ear, "Excellent, Mr. Pettigrew! Please, do come forward."
Peter stood up and took his trinket box with him to take his place behind the desk. Professor McGonagall watched skeptically as the small boy moved nervously to the front. Peter sat his trinket box on the desk and looked at Remus unsurely. He bit his lower lip and his hand shook as he held his wand. Remus stood beside him and nodded his head, "It's all right, Peter. You can do it."
Peter bit his lower lip and took in a breath, raising his wand and uttered the incantation, "Evanesco!" He smiled up towards Remus when the box vanished.
"Wonderful, wonderful! Great job!" The Hufflepuffs, Gryffindors, and Professor McGonagall applauded Wormtail's work and the boy stood up straight. The Slytherins rolled their eyes and made rude comments about how they were sure that Pettigrew would blow the box to smithereens.
"See? Now. For the next hour or so, I would like you all to practice on your trinket boxes. Then, we will move on to slugs for those of you who think that you have the spell learned properly. Just come to me and I will provide you with a slug that I have on my desk."
Professor McGonagall allowed a small grin to form on her lips at the phrase Remus had just used-'his desk'. One day, she thought, one day he would definitely make a magnificent professor.
Sirius tapped his box but couldn't entirely concentrate on his work. He watched as Remus moved around the room, his blue robes flowing behind him accompanied by a twinkle in his eyes as he taught the students struggling with the lesson. He took in a deep breath at the way Remus' neck would arch as he listened to the questions that each student asked. He took even the Slytherins to heart and put his entire mind to the work. Professor McGonagall nudged him with her elbow, "Mr. Black? Shouldn't you be working on your trinket box?"
"Oh, yes. I'm sorry."
"Apologizing?" she tilted her head as she looked on him.
"It's amazing how natural he is. At teaching I mean."
"He really is quite gifted. I'm honestly surprised at the control he has over the room."
"Yeah. I think I'm going to get my slug now, Professor." Sirius nodded with a slight smile as he vanished his box into the cupboard. He walked to the desk and stood in front of Remus. He took in a deep breath at the boy in all his glory. No, the man before him. The way his sandy hair fell over his blue eyes, the perfect fit of the robes and trousers. The confidence making him appear elegant: a creature of absolute beauty in Sirius' eyes. The scars on his cheek only brought out more character to his features. Remus smiled down at Sirius and nodded, "Yes, Mr. Black?"
"Professor Lupin, I think I'm ready for my slug now."
"Of course. You understand the concepts behind the vanishing spell, then?"
"I do. And do you understand that your worry was needless?"
Remus felt the warmth flood his cheeks as he blushed. He nodded, "I do. Thank you." Remus turned around and took a tray, placing a slug on it to offer it to Sirius.
"You're doing well, Professor. And I look forward to learning more from you later," Sirius said with a grin and a wink.
"Of course. I'll be happy to teach you all I know."
"I'll hold you to that." Sirius turned heel with the slug in possession, sitting beside McGonagall. He began working on vanishing his slug and kept his concentration on the work at hand the best he could. He turned his gaze upwards at Remus again and felt himself smirking. He looked to the side and saw James working alongside Peter as they vanished their slugs. James grinned and held up his thumb, showing he had every intention of behaving. They were Marauders and they knew how much this meant to their lupine mate. After all, James would get a chance to put Remus on a broom now. The poor werewolf probably didn't realize Prongs took that as a challenge last night but he certainly did and he'd hold him to it.
"Class, if I may have your attention please? Yes. Good. You have all done very well today. We, unfortunately, have run out of time. In order to keep up with the current curriculum there will be homework. I must assign a one and a half foot essay to be turned in for Wednesday's class. I believe we will be working more with animate objects on next class under Professor McGonagall's instruction. Therefore, pay close attention to that section of your textbooks. Please, return your slugs to the desk and trinket boxes to the closet. I thank you all for your participation today."
Remus chuckled at the classroom filled with disappointment of the class ending. The students started to clean their work stations and he assisted them. As the students started to leave, he said as a final farewell, "Thank you all. Have a wonderful day."
He stood beside the desk and placed his hand on it to hold himself up. He turned to collect his things when he felt a hand on his shoulder, "You did a remarkable job, Mr. Lupin. I believe you have earned an O today for the class presentation and a recommendation for after you graduate in a few years. Not one hex or prank was pulled today. That, in and of itself, was quite an accomplishment."
"Thank you, Professor. It truly means a lot to me."
"You earned it, Mr. Lupin. Now, it is my understanding that you have History of Magic next period and a free period this afternoon. If you are interested, I will talk with the Headmaster in hopes of offering you a position."
"A position?"
"Monday afternoons are also my free time to grade essays and exams. If you would like, I can speak with him in hopes of offering a you a student professor aid during that time. It would help you in your future endeavors."
"I don't know what to say, Professor. I would be honored," Remus said as he slung his bag over his shoulder.
"Very well. I will speak with Headmaster Dumbledore and follow up with you Wednesday. Good work and thank you for not forgetting to assign homework."
"Of course," he said with a smile.
"Now, off you go then. Wouldn't want to make you late, would I?"
"Yes, Professor." Remus grinned to himself as he hurried out of the classroom. He sauntered through the corridors towards Professor Binns' class and held his head up high. The day was definitely turning out to be quite decent. His eyes widened when he felt two hands on his shoulders, pulling him into a broom closet. He squirmed and tried to break free but a hand covered his mouth from behind, muffling his sounds. The strong arms wouldn't let him escape and the hot breath caressing his earlobe forced him to close his eyes.
"Professor Lupin. I don't believe I learned all I could from your lesson today."
Remus trembled at the deep, silky voice. He squirmed his hips back and forth as his captor's free hand slid the bag from his shoulder. His knees weakened when teeth bit into his neck from behind, pushing him forward, and trapping him. A free hand trailed down his side slowly and held him firmly in place as the body behind him thrust forward. Moony trembled as he felt the other boy's erection pressing into his robe covered backside. The other hand moved down and pulled the robes away from him. His captor unbuttoned Remus' trousers, pushing them down to his ankles, and tapped his underpants. The deep voice spoke again, "Evanseco." The incantation vanished his underpants, leaving him exposed. "Such a tight, firm arse. You are so gorgeous."
The person behind him finally turned him around, meeting his eyes. He looked up into the silver eyes of his lover and Remus narrowed his own. "You scared the shit out of me, Sirius."
"What? Can't I have a little fun?"
"We're going to be late, Sirius."
"Binns won't even notice. He'll have to wait in any case. I'm hot for the teacher."
"But..but..."
"Moony. You have to do. Whatever. I. Say. Remember?" Sirius grinned and kissed him along his chest with each word. Remus let his head fall back against the wall and closed his eyes, whimpering softly. "Som..Someone might...might hear, though."
"Silencing charm, love."
"It's ...it's too...danger..dangerous ..oh...mmmm right...there..." He braced himself, holding onto a shelf as Sirius dropped to his knees before him. He took Moony completely in his mouth in one swift motion to the hilt and sucked in his cheeks as he caressed his lover's balls. He grinned at the trembling Professor. Sirius held onto the slender hips in front of him, holding Remus close to him while he sucked hungrily. Remus' eyes fluttered shut and he leaned forward, holding on to the shelf with all his might. The muscles in his arms tensing at the sensations throughout his slim body.
"Oh..for...oh...ahh..."
"Mmm...you taste heavenly, Professor. So hot."
"Right...oh, God..." Remus widened his stance and moved his left hand down to the back of Sirius' head. He fisted a handful of the black, wavy locks in his fingers and gently guided Sirius around his throbbing manhood. He thought he'd lose it when he felt the tip hit the back of his lover's throat.
Sirius pulled back for a moment, "Who's your favorite student?"
"You are. Oh, Merlin's beard."
"What do you like the most about me?"
"Oh, Merlin. I like so many things..."
"I can tell you what I like about you. I like the way you look at me with those beautiful eyes. I like the way you look so surprised right now. I like the way...you sing..." Sirius said deeply and kissed Remus' stomach, hips, thighs whilst moaning in need. Remus bit his lip and swayed his hips at the touch of those soft lips against his flesh. "But mostly. Most of all. I like the way you move," Sirius grinned and took him deep in his mouth, making Remus move his hips upwards, squirming before his lover. Remus planted his hands on the wall behind him, palms inwards in an attempt to brace himself.
"Mmmm..." Sirius moaned as he sucked in deeply. Sirius took in a deep breath, "Yes, just like that. What's that one thing you do to me? With your tongue?"
"The dance?"
"Yeah. How do you do that?"
"I just kind of ..move it around the shaft, twirl it a bit."
"Like this?" And without another word, Sirius dove back onto his lover's erection. He sucked in his cheeks and twirled his tongue around the shaft sheathed in his mouth. He made his tongue dance, mimicking the talents of Remus from last night. "Oh, yes. Like that. Just..oh...oh..." Remus leaned forward and grasped the shelf knuckle white.
Sirius stopped and stood in front of the trembling boy. He grinned at Remus and unfastened his belt buckle, letting his own trousers fall to the ground along with his underpants. Remus swallowed, attempting to stand up straight and turn around so that he could submit to his lover. Sirius put a tender hand on Remus' shoulder and shook his head, "No."
"Huh?"
"I want you to take me this time."
"You..you do? Are you sure?"
"You can and I want you to. Don't worry." Sirius leaned forward and gave Remus a kiss on the tip of the nose. He turned around and placed his hands the shelf, leaning over slightly to brace himself. Remus looked at the sight before him and clenched his jaw.
"What if I hurt you?"
"You won't. I trust you, love."
Remus grinned and leaned forward, pushing Sirius' hair to the side and kissed the base of his neck. He trailed kisses down his spine and over the formed muscles, the obvious work of his time as a beater on the Quidditch team. He fell to his knees and rested his hands on Sirius' firm backside. He squeezed his cheeks lovingly and pulled them apart, leaning forward and licked upwards. He moved his tongue around the puckered hole lovingly and moved his tongue in and out. He looked upwards when he felt Sirius tremble. Breathing in and closing his eyes, Remus worked his tongue in and out to prepare his lover. He pulled back and grabbed his own wand, casting a quick lubrication spell, and entered the first finger deep inside his lover. He worked his long, slender finger gently to loosen him. Sirius was so tight, Remus knew he had to be a virgin. Moony's heart tightened at the amount of faith he placed in him and decided to go as gently as possible. To be each others' first intimate lovers was absolutely breathtaking. He moved in a second finger and heard the soft whimper from Sirius.
"It's okay. If it hurts, I'll stop."
"Keep going, Professor. Teach me..." Sirius but his lip and smirked.
"As you wish," Remus said and pushed in the third finger. He moved in him slowly. He stood up and took his place behind Sirius and cast another lubrication charm on his throbbing cock. He took it firmly in his hand and kissed Sirius' shoulder blade while he rested the tip at the tight orifice.
"Take in a deep breath, love. I'll go easy."
Sirius nodded and took in a breath. Remus pushed inside Sirius gently, the tip of his manhood safely inside. "Now breathe out." Sirius did as instructed and breathed out, relaxing himself as he took Remus lengthy member.
"Very, very good." Remus closed his eyes and trembled at the tightness. He pushed in a bit further and held Sirius around his waist while pushing in deeper and deeper.
"Just breathe. I got you."
Sirius bit his lower lip and held on to the shelf even more to brace himself. He pushed back on Remus, coaxing him to go in deeper. Remus complied and held onto his lover tight until he hit Sirius' prostate. Sirius threw his head back and whimpered softly, "Oh, Moonbeam. God, yes."
Remus ,feeling confident that Sirius was more than all right, took the affirmation and started pumping Sirius faster and deeper. He pulled out and then back in, hitting Sirius' sweet spot over and over again. Sirius leaned forward and arched his back as Moony took him completely. "God, this feels incredible," Remus whispered in his lover's ear.
"Yes, it does. Teach me more."
"Well, there is one other thing," Remus grinned as he reached his right hand around to Sirius' front. He took him in his hand and started to pump Sirius' cock while he penetrated him deeper, deeper...faster...faster...
"Oh, for the...OH ...Merlin...Sweet lord!" Sirius threw his head back and began working his hips, thrusting them with the intense sensations. "Moony! Remus! Ah! Fuck."
"Such a dirty little mouth," Remus smirked and lowered his head, his sandy bangs falling over his eyes as he worked Sirius over.
"Oh, yes. Mmmmmm."
"I'm gonna explode, Sirius."
"Yes..Yes! Now!"
Remus threw his head back and howled in pleasure as he came deep inside Sirius. He slowed his fist down as he pumped Sirius' seed from him. Sirius leaned forward and rested his head on the shelf, "My Moony. My Moonbeam. That felt...oh my, God."
Remus laid his cheek against Sirius' back and breathed in his scent-that lovely smell of strawberry. "I love you, Sirius."
"I love you, Professor Moony."
Remus chuckled, "You are my favorite. Love you."
Remus pulled himself free from Sirius and they both whimpered at the sudden movement. "Hate to leave."
"Yeah. I know what you mean."
Remus and Sirius started to dress themselves. "Um. Where are my underpants?"
"Oh, sorry," Sirius grinned and reached behind himself to the top shelf, retrieving Moony's garments.
"Thanks. Guess we can sneak into Professor Binns' class."
"I suppose," Sirius held a hand up to his mouth and yawned. "Only an hour left to deal with that class then lunch."
The boys began to cast cleaning spells on themselves and walked towards the History of Magic classroom. Sirius tugged on Remus' robes and straightened out his disheveled hair. They walked in quietly and noticed that the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs were nearly all asleep-save for Lily and Kingsley. Binns had his back turned the class while he lectured the class on the Giant Wars. Sirius and Remus took their seats beside Peter and James. They nodded to their mates. Well, James was a bit more conscious than Peter. The rat animagus was sound asleep. Remus winced at a kick to his shin from Lily.
"You're late, Remus."
"Sorry. I had something come up," he explained while rubbing the newly sore spot of his leg.
"And where was he?" she asked pointing towards Sirius.
"I have no idea," Remus said with a smile.
"Sure you don't. Anyway, you better take these notes and copy them. We have a three foot essay due by the end of February over the Giant Wars."
"Thanks."
James shook his head and tapped Remus on the shoulder, "Hey."
"What is it?"
"Meet me on the Quidditch field on our free period, right?"
"Why? I don't play Quidditch."
"You lost another bet, remember? This isn't your month."
"What the bleeding hell are you talking about?"
"Professor Lupin. How could you forget?" Sirius said with an evil grin.
"Forget what?"
"You said, and I quote, the day we behaved in class was the day you'd get on a broom willingly."
"You can't be serious."
"Of course I'm Sirius."
"Pads, don't. Just...don't..."
"In any case, you made a bet and you lost. Again," James said with a wink. "After lunch, mate."
Lily looked over at them and put her finger to her lips to hush them.
"You do realize you're the only one that listens in this class?" James asked.
"Not so. Remus takes notes, too."
"Those aren't notes. Those are undying love confessions to his favorite student."
"Stuff it, Black." Lily turned around and narrowed her eyes. "Marauders..."
"Am I your favorite Marauder?" James asked hopefully.
Lily pointed her wand at James, hexing his hair bright blue.
"Oi!"
Remus put a hand to his mouth, chuckling. James glared at the werewolf, "You're not getting out of riding the broom. After lunch, I'll see you at the pitch."
Remus frowned and looked at Sirius pleadingly. The morning was fantastic. The afternoon, however, was up for debate. He and brooms did not mesh well together.
TBC~
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A/N: So, a lot of things in this chapter. I've been working on it to get everything I want set up and hope it makes sense. I'm making Uncle Alphard the owner of the clothing shop and the 'cool' family member of Sirius. He'll probably be telling the Marauders about the new revelation of his family within the next few chapters.
I wanted to touch on Remus' starting point where he became interested as to becoming a Professor. Hope that you liked that scene of him teaching the vanishing spell. In my train of thought, I'd see him being nervous as a cat at first but, as he got into it, the more confident he became.
The smut scene, well..that is a rather fun fantasy. Sirius had to be good for an entire class, by the way, so he had to be a bit naughty in capturing his little love slave. *winks*
And next Chapter...our poor Moonbeam is going to get on a broom. He hates that. Poor thing. I don't blame him. I'm terrified of heights myself!
Any suggestions? Please, do tell. I'll be working on the new chapter this week. Comments are encouraged and thanks for reading, following, and favoriting! Much love to you all. xoxox