Disclaimer: Still not mine. At all.

Dedication: This is for Magenta, and everyone who was in the chatroom when I was trying to think of titles for gay porn magazines.

Author's Note: Well, my wonderful mood has just been shot to hell. Why are people nasty? Why in the name of everything holy are people nasty? I see no point to it. So now this is going up much later then I'd intended, because of idiot people who don't *tell* me they need the phoneline beforehand. I wanted this posted before 8:30 Friday night. Obviously, that is not the case.

Compromising Circumstances

Chapter Four

Harry came out of the movie with his head abuzz. Sirius came out of it still asking questions, as he had done since five minutes into the plot. It had been a good movie, in Harry's opinion, if a bit long. Three hours or so, but it had been worth it.

"Okay, but she died!" Sirius was saying. "What's the point of going through all of that, if she just dies in the end?"

"See, that's the point." Harry said. "He went through all of that, and she died. It's like life. The good guys don't always win."

:Yes we do." Sirius said, stubbornly. "Or we should. Especially in the movies!"

"But there's the whole 'whose right whose wrong' thing, too. I mean, the movie showed Styx as being the good guy, right? And Vasten as the bad guy. *But* Vasten only kidnapped Nika because his own life was being threatened. In the beginning, he hadn't done anything wrong. *And* Styx was only doing it because he was offered the reward. So who was really in the wrong?"

"Um..." Sirius frowned, then shook his head. "Definitely not my kind of movie. I like stuff blowing up and lots of good sex scenes...um...I mean..."

"It's okay." Harry said. "I'm almost seventeen. I've seen sex scenes. Well, read about them."

"You shouldn't!" Sirius said, so vehemently that Harry had to laugh. Sirius was taking the father figure role to far.

"What?" Sirius asked. "You're not...I mean...you haven't...?"

"Had sex?" Harry asked, and grinned again when Sirius flushed. "No, I haven't." He said.

"Good. Cause I can tell you a lot of loose girls would star swearing up and down you knocked them up. And hell, you may have." Sirius tone wasn't humorous anymore. That was something Harry had never thought of, for obvious reasons. He gave a weak grin, and decided now was as good a time as any.

"Oh, that's something you don't have to worry about." Harry said.

"Because you'll always be careful." Sirius said, tone grave and heavy.

"No..." Harry said, as though talking to a small child. "Because I don't plan on sleeping with any girls."

"Going to be celibate, huh? Yeah, that'll last until some girl smuggles herself naked into your room. Don't laugh, it happens!" Sirius nodded sagely, and Harry wanted to smack himself.

"No, I'm not going to be celibate." Harry said, looking at Sirius knowingly. No realization dawned, and Harry sighed. He would have to spell things out, it seemed. He took a deep breath, and turned to face Sirius. "I don't like girls like that." He said, solemnly. He waited for Sirius' reaction. He wasn't sure what to expect. Probably shock. Maybe initial disgust, and then hasty assurances that that was fine, all teh while Sirius backing away. He did not expect:

"Oh. Well that's good then." A pause. "Okay, so it's no big deal that she died at the end?"

Sirius was still going on about the movie. He didn't care that Harry liked other guys. Well, that was a relief. Harry nodded, feeling a little bit better. Maybe that meant there was some sort of hope for him! Maybe Sirius liked guys too! He needed to find out. But how?

"Yes." Harry went on to explain the plot of the movie yet again, to a still confused Sirius. They walked slowly back to the apartment, and Sirius decided they'd stop off and buy a tellie. A large one. Sirius wanted a big screen, and Harry wasn't going to argue. A big screen tellie would be great. They picked one out, and had it delivered immediately. All the while Harry was trying to figure out how to bring up the subject of Sirius' sexuality. It wasn't as if he could casually slip it into conversation.

'So, nice weather we're having. Are you at all into men?' No. It just wouldn't work. He would have to do it much more subtly. Maybe...maybe if he 'accidentally' left out one of his own adult magazines. If Sirius showed any interest...

But then Harry left himself open to being blasted out over having dirty magazines. Which would make Sirius a huge hypocrite, as he had plenty of his own in a drawer by his bed. Harry had found them by accident, looking for socks. He could always fling that in Sirius' face. And really, finding out if there was even teh slightest chance of anything was worth getting yelled at.

//Maybe that's what I'll do...or if we get any adult channels...// Harry knew there were a select few muggle channels that catered to men of his tastes. If he 'accidentally' left one of those on... but what would that mean? How would he find out? Keep watch? Post a stakeout? Well, that worked. He'd leave out magazines, or the channel, and hide in the kitchen. He could use his invisibly cloak, so as not to be seen.

//But so what if he does like guys. That doesn't mean you have a chance.// But Sirius had been really touchy feely today. Touching his hair, his face, and holding his hand...maybe there *was* something there!

//Well, we'll just have to see.// Harry decided. He excused himself early, in order to plant the bait. He had a couple of magazines, nothing too bad. Just a few aides to when he was busy with himself. They were, in his opinion, very arousing. If Sirius was into other guys, he'd like them.

Sirius didn't seem to concerned when Harry darted off to be around nine. The tellie was on for a while, Sirius becoming addicted within ten minutes of turning it on. But around eleven it was finally shut off. Harry knew Sirius got up to go to the bathroom every night at around one, so he was hoping then he would see the magazines.

Harry slipped out of bed at around midnight, two copies of 'Casanova' and his cloak tucked under his arm. He dropped them onto teh coffee table in front of the tellie, and hurried off to the kitchen to wait...

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