Here is the latest chapter folks, I know long wait huh lol. Things are progressing nicely huh? I am starting to get this story steered to where I want it and then the BIG stuff will start to happen. Happy reading and again I would love some feedback.

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Rich sat quietly in his seat as he listened to everyone talk, discussing Voldemort's next move. The only thing that was clear was that Molly Weasley didn't like the fact that the children were involved which had Harry jumping out of his seat to defend his choice.

"Voldemort is after me after all, I want to fight!" Harry argued fiercely.

"What about the other three?" Snape asked in his usual snarky tone.

"What about us, I mean the bastard is so set on killing non-pure bloods and I don't know if you've noticed but that's Hermione and I. I'm not the type to go hide and wait for death or someone to save me, I'm just not that type of boy." Rich argued, something Snape hadn't expected.

"Right, and I won't sit back and do nothing while my friends fight." Ron added. The room got quiet, no one really sure what to do next, until Dumbledore stood.

"I think the passion in these children should be commended and encouraged, don't forget what you were doing at the same age." Dumbledore said in that deep booming voice. Everyone didn't dare argue after that instead glancing at each other across the table. With no real information to discuss the meeting quickly dispersed, Rich quite happy to see Snape gone.

"Rich may I speak to you alone?" Dumbledore announced, Rich immediately filling with worry. He gave a nod and followed the man out into the hall and up the stairs, he wondered what could be so serious.

"What is it that you need Professor?" he asked nervously.

"I just wanted to warn you about what's to come and how its going to affect you." Dumbledore replied walking towards the windows.

"What do you mean?" Rich asked confused.

"Being in a relationship with Sirius Black is going to put a lot of pressure on you, especially since so many of the people involved are relatives of Sirius." Dumbledore answered looking out the window.

"How did you know, more importantly why aren't you telling me how wrong it is." Rich asked confused, not even daring to go down the path of calling him a liar.

"The heart wants what it wants and there is no fighting that, I believe that you are intelligent enough to make choices on your own." Dumbledore smiled.

"The question is am I strong enough to handle everything that is before me?" Rich sighed, walking over to sit on one of the couches.

"We all have the strength to do what ever we need, the question is how hard are you willing to fight for it." the man added as he turned and left. Rich sat there deep in thought, feeling extremely overwhelmed. The thought of facing Bellatrix Lestrange and Lucius Malfoy had him more than a little nervous but when he thought of Sirius he knew he could face it. Standing he let out a chuckle to himself, when did everything become so melodramatic and where was the person running in with the 'test results'.

Walking down the hallway he couldn't help but smile a little, happy that someone besides Hermione and Remus knew. His thoughts came to a crash when an arm suddenly shot out of a doorway and pulled him into it, Sirius pressing him against the door as he pressed his lips to the boy's. He was about to reach out the run his hands down the older man's body when he felt him grab his wrists and pin them to the door over his head.

"Hello love, did you and Dumbledore have a good talk?" Sirius grinned, his lips millimeters from the boy's.

"Yeah, he wanted to prepare me for the fight and tell me he knows about us." Rich chuckled.

"Oh really, he has always been rather omnipotent." Sirius chuckled, leaning in to lightly nip Rich's neck.

"You know you are gonna have to stop that...never." Rich groaned out as he tilted his head back. He could feel Sirius chuckling against his skin as his shirt was lifted off, a grin on the man's face as he threaded his finger's through his belt loops and pulled him to the bed.

"So tell me love, how are you handling all this?" Sirius asked tossing him onto the bed and crawling on top of him.

"What are we talking about here, fighting off your constant advances or the order?" Rich laughed running his hands slowly up Sirius's torso, undoing the buttons along the way.

"The order of course, I can feel how you are handling this." Sirius chuckled pressing his ass down against Rich's hips, bringing a blush to the boy's cheeks.

"It is a little overwhelming, but I'm not backing down." Rich replied, his hands moving to Sirius's legs to travel up and down. Leaning down they pressed their lips tightly together as Rich pushed the shirt off Sirius's arms, his fingertips lingering on the taunt tattoo covered muscles before tossing it aside. His fingers moved lower then, outlining one of many pieces of artwork that graced the man's tight body. Rich's fingers lightly grazed across the man's nipples before moving lower still to the button above his fly, toying with the metal. As he began to undo it Sirius stopped him, taking his hands in his.

"Not just yet love, I want to take things slow with you." Sirius smiled, kissing his forehead, cheek, and then finally stopping on his lips for a good long while.

"You are an amazing man Sirius." Rich smiled up at him.

"Come now, lets go to bed." the man replied pulling him out of bed.

"But what will everyone say if they find you in here?" Rich asked worried.

"It was bound to come up sometime and with everything that is going on I am not about to tip toe around things." Sirius answered. Rich was incredibly nervous about this all but he didn't argue, looking forward to snuggling into his boyfriend's arms. As Sirius went into the bathroom to change he slipped on some flannel pajama pants before discarding his shirt, turning to find Sirius admiring him from the doorway.

"Puppy covered boxers...really?" Rich giggled at the man before him wearing nothing but red boxers with little dancing puppies on them.

"I happen to like them." Sirius answered back, turning his body to model them.

"They are cute but I was expecting something more...I don't know." Rich laughed walking over to the bed and climbing in.

"Well I like them." Sirius chuckled before climbing in too, pulling the boy against his chest as he wrapped his arms around him.

"Good night." Rich replied sleepily as he drifted off.

"WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL!" was shouted through the room causing the sleeping lovers in bed to shoot straight up. There in the doorway stood a confused Harry Potter, his eyes wide and his skin a pale white.

"Oh crap!" Rich gasped.

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I just love cliffhangers don't you? Can't you just feel the suspense rising, so curious about what is gonna happen next?