AN: This is to all of the lovely reviewers of Chapter 10. Who did in fact give me no other choice than to update as soon as humanly possible. Also, in answer to one review--there will be no Mpreg in this story. I'm a little too old fashioned for that.

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It had taken another week to get the house completely put together, and now that it was done the boys were finding they had an absurd amount of time on their hands and unbelievable amounts of freedom. They had been practicing their dueling, starting out in the living room with the very formal process but it quickly let to a free for all through out the hall usually ending in several broken things and many reparo spells afterwards.

Harry had gone out to finish his Christmas shopping and had gotten his gifts for Remus and Sirius. He had also picked up a magical camera and developing supplies as well as several picture frames. He had never used a camera before and once he returned to the house he was excited to try it out.

He stepped out of the floo and found Remus sitting on the living room couch reading a letter.

"Hey, Rem! What are you doing?" Harry asked shrugging off his heavy cloak and setting down his bags.

"Lazing about as usual." Remus laughed, "James and Lily replied to our letter."

"Oh yea? They'll be coming then?" Harry said as he started searching through his shopping bags.

"Lily's going to be here in three days, James says he can't come up until after Christmas." Remus said. "He says him and Sirius have been fighting like mad since they got off the Express."

"Oh hm." Harry gave the bag he was searching through even more attention. The truth was he hadn't thought about Sirius much over the last two weeks. Things had been so busy, Remus and Harry had been having such a good time. Remus was watching him, Harry could feel it.

"Yea. Apparently they've had row after row. James' doesn't know what it's about." Remus said carefully, Harry could tell he was looking for a reaction.

"That's too bad," Finally finding what he was looking for he let out an excited 'whoop' and turned to Remus. "Look what I got!"

Remus laughed and shook his head as he looked at Harry grinning and holding the camera.

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Harry had just finished the work developing all of the pictures he and Remus had taken that afternoon. He had read through the brief guide to using the developing potion and had taken a couple practice tries before he finally got it down. The process was pretty simple, the potion did most of the work. The woman at the shop had told him that if he brewed the potion himself there were different things he could do to the pictures, but that is something Harry would have to pursue later.

It was late, after midnight and Remus had already gone up to bed. He sat at the kitchen table with the pictures spread out and smiled.

There was one of him and Remus outside the house. Harry's image zoomed in from the side of the picture after having set the shot up and nearly knocked Remus over before they both turned smiling toward the camera.

The next, was of Remus reading a book in the squishy chair next to the fireplace. The way the light from the fire fell on his face made him look almost ethereal. If you were paying close attention you would see Remus' eyes quickly glance up and a small smile form on his lips.

Remus had snapped one of Harry when they were in the middle of a full-house duel. He had popped out of a closet in the hallway as Harry came around the corner. Harry had his wand out and appeared greatly startled for a moment before his face broke into a broad grin.

The had setup several different shots because Remus had the idea to "document" their home life. There was a snapshot of them making dinner, Remus looking very demure stirring a pan of spaghetti sauce and glancing at Harry disapprovingly as the other boy was leaning against the counter arms folded. The movement in the picture reset just as Remus' pan boiled over and Harry burst out laughing.

There were pictures of Remus sleeping, Harry sleeping, a picture of the upstairs hallway with a Remus shaped blur running down the hall in a towel. Harry laughed and set that one aside. Then he came across his favorite one and he leaned back in the chair and looked at it.

Remus and Harry had tried to be somewhat artistic and had set the camera so that it was facing down at them as they lay on the couch, or rather as Remus sat on the couch trying to read while Harry lay sprawled across the length of the couch one leg hanging of the end, one thrown over the back, ever couple of seconds Harry reached over and tried to grab the book from Remus' hands but the other boy moved away just before Harry made the grab.

It filled Harry's heart with a joy he hadn't felt in a long time. His friendship with Remus was strong and held together by their similarities and made exciting by their differences. He felt closer to Remus after just these four months than he had even with Ron and Hermione. He loved them and missed them greatly, but he had realized that they had clung to each other because the world around them had fallen apart, and had ignored the things they didn't like about each other. With Remus….their friendship was whole, and based on their appreciation for each other. Harry stopped for a moment to consider if maybe it was getting a crush on his best friend…and then he laughed.

At that moment a bright flash went off and Harry looked up. He didn't realize it at that moment but the shock that would show on his face in that picture would soon become the brunt of many jokes.

Harry couldn't think in whole thoughts for a while. It took him about three minutes for him to fully comprehend that, standing in his kitchen holding his camera that now carried a picture of his severe shock, stood Sirius Black.

Sirius set the camera down at the edge of the table and stuffed his hands in his pockets, "You looked so happy just then. Thought there should be a record of it."

Harry stood up a little clumsily, pushing back the chair with his legs. He moved to the kitchen area, wanting to clear his head and to do that he needed to get away from Sirius who had snowflakes on his eyelashes and in his hair. Harry moved to their muggle refrigerator and opened it finding he pulled out a two butterbeers and closed the door. He opened the bottles and set one on the opposite side of the counter from him before taking a long drink from his own. He didn't look at Sirius except through the corner of his eye, and even that was too much to take.

"Harry—."

"You look like hell, Sirius." Harry said. He faced Sirius and looked at him fully. The boy looked tired, and weather-worn, his muggle clothes were wet and his hair was windblown, his eyes were red and there were dark shadows under them.

Sirius ran a hand through his hair and sighed, "James and I got into a real bad row. I was down at the Leaky Couldron for a while. I walked down here from there, I found the letter you sent James with the address so…"

"You thought you'd pop by for a chat after a few rounds?" Harry said a little too harshly.

"I'm not drunk," Sirius said but raised his hands in surrender when Harry rolled his eyes. "I was drunk but a two mile walk will sober anyone up I think."

Harry took another long drink, "Remus is asleep, I think."

Harry moved around the counter being careful not to get to close to Sirius as he made his way to the table. He began organizing the pictures into piles, the ones he wanted to frame and the ones he'd keep for the photo album he planned to put together.

"For Merlin's sake, Harry, look at me!" Sirius' outburst startled Harry and he turned around to face the other boy. When he looked at Sirius the other boy seemed frazzled and about ready to burst.

Harry stood stock still staring at him fighting between wanting to hug him and scream at him. Sirius made the decision easy as he crossed the short distance between them and pulled Harry to him in a rough hug. Harry didn't react. Sirius's hands were in his hair and Harry didn't dare breathe. He was terrified of letting Sirius pull him into this once again, but even more afraid that if he let go he'd never be this close to the other boy again.

"Do you really think I walked through a blizzard in the middle of the night to see Remus?" He whispered into Harry's ear and it sent a shiver across his skin.

Suddenly the were kissing, Harry couldn't be sure who initiated it or who wanted it more. The passion rose up between them like a tidal wave. The kissed with a hunger, as if their feelings were far too large to be contained inside them any longer. They stumbled their way out of the kitchen still kissing, and touching wherever they could. Harry was leading them up to the bedroom without even thinking about where they were going or why. All that was in his mind was Sirius. The taste of him, the warmth of his skin, the sounds he made.

The practically fell through the door of Harry's bedroom and began shedding clothes. Harry unclasped Sirius' coat and pushed it off his shoulders and pulled his shirt over his head. Sirius grabbed the hem of Harry's shirt and in one smooth movement had it off. The fumbled for a minute unbuckling jeans and stepping out of them, by the time they made it to the bed they were both completely naked and their hands roamed everywhere.

Sirius pushed Harry down on the bed and trailed wet kisses down his neck and to his chest, flicking out his tongue to trace a scar every once in awhile as he made his way across the boy's stomach.

When Harry felt Sirius' mouth surround him, he cried out and arched his body upwards. After a few minutes of glorious pleasure Harry pulled Sirius upwards and kissed him fiercely before flipping him over. He kissed the other boy and for the first time Harry met Sirius' eyes. They were locked there for a minute. Harry on top of Sirius, their skin rubbing against each.

"I don't know what I'm doing." Sirius said and looked away from him. Harry put his hand on Sirius' check and turned his face back.

"I've read some books," Harry smiled slyly.

"Oh, bloody hell, I knew you living with Moony was a bad idea." Sirius laughed and Harry smiled.

Harry rolled off of Sirius and lay next to him on the bed. "I haven't got a clue actually. I read the book but…honestly…it's not really the same as in practice."

Sirius laughed and Harry pulled himself up on one elbow and looked at him. He reached out and brushed some of the hair out of his face. "You're gorgeous you know."

Sirius smiled.

They stayed like that silently for a minute and Sirius reached out and took Harry's hand and was twining and untwining their fingers together.

"I didn't come over here for a shag, you know." Sirius said and laughed when he saw Harry's quirked eyebrow. "Honestly. You were right, when you said all I was offering you was sex. I don't really know how to do….the other stuff."

Harry laughed, "The other stuff?"

"Yeah. The other stuff….but," Sirius took a breath. "I'm willing to try."

Harry smiled, leaned over and kissed Sirius. "I suppose that's good enough…for now"

Harry got up and picked through his clothing until he found his boxer shorts, slipped them on and headed toward the door.

"Where you going?" Sirius said pushing himself up on his elbows, Harry had to close his eyes to keep himself from jumping back into the bed and saying to hell with "the other stuff."

"I'll be right back."

Harry made his way back down to the kitchen and grabbed the camera off the table. He raced back up the stairs and gave himself a minute before pushing the door open with his foot. He got three pictures taken before Sirius even realized what was happening.

Harry laughed when Sirius' eyebrows shot up and the boy leapt from the bed and tried to wrestle the camera out of his hands. The camera was flashing for nearly an hour before the boys fell laughing back into bed.

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Harry woke up early the next morning and smiled when he had to disentangle himself from Sirius.

He pulled on a pair of jeans and wandered down to the kitchen. When he got there he wasn't surprised to see Remus sitting at the table drinking a cup of tea and looking through the pictures. He glanced at Harry as he entered the kitchen.

"These turned out really great." Remus said,

"Yeah they did." Harry said, he opened the refrigerator and was leaning over staring into it for a few minutes before pulling out a carton of eggs and a package of bacon. When he closed the door he almost dropped the eggs when he came face to face with Remus.

"So…" Remus said looking at Harry directly. Harry felt a blush start to creep up and turned away from him to set the food on the counter.

"So…what?" Harry bent down and pulled a pan out of the cabinet.

"Well, there were two bottles of butterbeer on the counter and you're down here shirtless, wearing wrinkled jeans and making breakfast." Remus noted as he settled himself across from Harry on a barstool.

"Yeah…" Harry moved over to the stove, his back to Remus as he cracked the eggs into the pan.

"So, as far as I was aware you were alone last night locked in your makeshift darkroom, you are obsessive about wearing shirts, even around me, you are absurdly obsessive about not wearing clothing more than one day in a row, and you haven't eaten breakfast since we moved in here." Remus paused and Harry sighed, " So, who do we possibly know, who has a knack for showing up at odd hours of the night, could get so distracted that you don't care about the clothes your wearing or not wearing for that matter and would simply adore some bacon and eggs when he drags himself out from between your severely debauched sheets?" Remus said and Harry didn't look at him.

Harry flipped the bacon and pulled two plates down from the cabinet.

"Harry…." Remus said as Harry slid a plate of bacon and eggs in front of him. Harry turned around and grabbed a muffin and tossed it lightly onto Remus' plate. "Harry."

Harry continued to ignore Remus as he got the jam and butter from the fridge and set it along with a butter knife on the counter near Remus' plate. As he did, Remus reached out and grabbed Harry's hand.

Harry looked at him and Remus met his eyes, "Harry…I love the both you of you. But you've…you're like the brother I never got to have. I'm worried is all…"

"It's fine." Harry said, "Eat."

Remus began eating slowly still watching him, "It's just…after everything he put you through…he's a good guy, he really is but…he's…Sirius."

"Remus…." Harry turned toward him once again, "It'll be fine. We talked. We're doing…'the other stuff"." Harry smiled as he said it.

"What 'other' stuff?" Remus said as Harry turned back to the stove and cracked two more eggs into the pan and put another muffin into the toaster.

"I think…" But Harry was cut off by a loud yawn that entered along with a bedraggled Sirius, who was still in his boxer shorts.

Remus raised an eyebrow at Harry who stuck his tongue out at him before turning back to the eggs. Sirius came around the counter and slapped Remus on the back.

"Mornin' Moony, old pal. Nice pad you got here. Cozzzzzzzzzy." Sirius drew out the last syllable as he came up behind Harry and kissed him on the neck.

"Fancy seeing you here. James kick you out then?" Remus said as he slathered jam on to his muffin. Sirius turned at this and came back to sit next to Remus.

"I imagine Prongs has been rambling on in those three page letters to you about our trouble in paradise, then?" Sirius said still smiling.

"Well the first two pages were dedicated solely to him transcribing nearly word for word from Lily's letters to him. But there was a mention or two about you, something along the lines of "idiotic chauvinist and completely insane"."

"Well, now I know you're making it up." Sirius said as Harry placed a plate in front of him. "Prongs never uses words he can't spell."

Harry cleaned up the dishes and poured himself a cup of tea before leaning against the counter where the two of them were eating.

"So, is it official yet? James and Lily?" Harry asked.

"Well. From what I could get between our dramatic girlish arguments," Sirius said around a mouthful of bacon. "They are about this close. I think New Years will cinch it."

There was a knocking on the door and Harry went out to see who it was.

The minute he left the room, Remus turned on Sirius.

"You hurt him and I will kill you." The tone of his voice and the look in his eyes gave only more strength to the words and left them without question.

Sirius looked at Remus with shame on his face, the held a tense look for a long time.

"I love you, Padfoot. Just…he's not had it easy."

Sirius nodded.

Suddenly, a blur of red flew into the room and pulled Remus off the stool into a wild hug.

"REMUS!" Lily screamed and then she turned to Sirius and after a moment of hesitation grabbed him as well. "Oh Merlin. To be with people I don't despise. You'll never believe! My stupid sister has gone and gotten engaged to a man even more absurd and stupid than herself!"

Sirius and Remus laughed along with Lily. Harry entered the room a minute later.

"Lily I put your trunk up in the first bedroom on the right." Harry said and smiled at her, before moving to pick up the now empty plates. But Sirius waved him away and picked up the plates himself and walking them over to the sink. Harry followed him and rinsed and dried them after Sirius had washed them. They were standing so close their shoulders were touching.

Lily looked at Remus and they high-fived each other as Harry and Sirius kissed at the sink.

"We have absolutely got to write to James, straight away." Lily whispered to Remus.

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