Territorial Dispute

by Maeglin Yedi

Pairing: Harry/Sirius

Rating: PG-13

Warning: none

Disclaimer: Still not mine.

Feedback: most welcome; maeglin.yedi@lycos.nl

Summary: Sirius can´t help himself.

A/N: Written for the Canis Major Dictionary Drabbles: Wangle

Word count: 635

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"Sirius, was that really necessary?" Harry asked his lover when they closed the front door of their apartment behind them. Sirius ignored Harry, took off his black leather jacket, and threw it over a chair in the corner of the small entrance hall.

"Sirius," Harry said in a low voice, and poked his lover in the arm. Sirius turned around, and looked at his young lover.

"Come on! I behaved. I haven´t insulted that greasy git one single time the whole evening!"

Harry sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"You may not have insulted Snape directly, but you were trying to bait him the whole time," Harry stated and Sirius looked positively insulted. He slowly raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, you practically accused Snape of deliberately messing with Remus´ Wolfsbane Potion." Harry crossed his arms.

Sirius snorted.

Harry glared.

"Well, can *you* think of any other reason why Moony would willingly sleep with Lucius Malfoy?" Sirius finally blurted out, and Harry again sighed.

"We´ve been over this a million times before. Remus is involved with Lucius. They have been for over a year. They seem happy together. Why can´t you just accept that?" Harry asked pleadingly.

"Because he´s Lucius Malfoy!" Sirius practically yelled.

"So what? He´s good looking. He´s rich..."

"You think he´s good looking?" Sirius interrupted Harry, looking horrified.

"Well, he´s kind of handsome. In a ´I´m a former Death Eater´ sort of way." Harry blushed.

"Dear Merlin," Sirius sighed dramatically. "All those Slytherins are rubbing off on you."

Harry slapped Sirius playfully on his ass, and walked into the living room. Sirius followed, still looking faintly disgusted.

"It was Remus´ birthday. You could have been more polite to your friend´s guests," Harry said while he poured both Sirius and himself a glass of red wine.

"I was polite! But let´s talk about you now. As I remember it, you weren´t that polite to a certain guest yourself, my dearest." Sirius grinned while he sipped his glass of wine.

"Was too," Harry said with a frown. Sirius looked at him accusingly.

"All right. Maybe I wasn´t as polite as I should have been. But he´s Draco Malfoy! He was, is and always will be a stuck up, irritating brat," Harry said, and Sirius chuckled.

"And he´s also Lucius´ son and Snape´s toy boy, so you will just have learn to deal with him," Sirius told him, and Harry glared at his lover.

"Pot. Kettle. Black."

Sirius wisely ignored Harry´s statement, and sat down on the couch. He gestured for his lover to join him, and Harry sat down next to Sirius with a deep sigh.

"But you´re right, love." Sirius draped his arm across Harry´s shoulders. "He´s an arrogant wanker. Just like his dad. Lucius just has better taste in men."

"I´d think Snape would have a better taste in men." Harry grinned, and Sirius slapped his lover gently on his head.

"But you changed the subject. I wasn´t done with you yet," Harry said while he looked at his lover. Sirius just gave him a very smug grin.

"Was it really necessary to.."

"Hey, nobody saw that. No harm done," Sirius interrupted but Harry ignored him.

"...change into Snuffles on our way out and lift your leg up against Snape´s broomstick?"

Sirius stared at the ceiling. Harry stared at Sirius.

"I´m really angry with you," Harry stated, and Sirius looked at his young lover with a mixture of shock and surprise.

"Harry, it was just a..."

Harry placed his finger on Sirius´ lips, and looked into his lover´s blue eyes.

"I´m really angry with you...," he said with a big grin. "That you forgot to piss on Draco´s broomstick after you were done with Snape´s."

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