Author's Note: This is it folks. This is the Final Chapter. There is no more. The story is told, it is done. I am very glad you all enjoyed this, it turned out to be my most popular story. Thank you for being so patient with me while I finished it. This is just a short little epilogue, to warn you before hand.

Compromising Circumstances

Chapter Thirteen

The Morning After. Harry awoke, feeling rested and content. Last night had gone *wonderfully*. Once they were out of the restaurant anyway. And they'd stopped talking. Then it had gone wonderfully.

He knew Sirius wasn't all that anxious to have a relationship with him, but that was fine. What they were doing was fine. And the kiss!

That had been an amazing kiss. Truly amazing. Harry rolled over, climbed out of bed and headed into the kitchen.

Sirius and Remus were already eating breakfast.

"Someone slept in…" Remus said, with a small grin.

"Someone *always* sleeps in," Harry said, sitting down at the table and pouring himself a glass of orange juice.

"Sleep well?" Sirius asked.

"Yeah. You?"

"Pretty good." There was a bit of silence. "Remus? How'd you sleep?"

"Fine," Remus said. He had that Look. He wanted to know about last night, but he wasn't going to come put and ask. "I'm actually going to be leaving later today."

"You are?" Harry hadn't realized he'd be leaving so soon.

"Yes, as it turns out Severus has booked a bit of a trip for us. I will be dropping by again, though."

"You better," Sirius said, with a look that was more playful then menacing.

"I will. And I'll come alone."

"You'd better!" Sirius repeated, grinning. He seemed better today. More loose. Happier. Harry had to chalk that up to their date.

"I will."

"I'm gonna miss you…" Harry said. He really liked having Remus around. But…

"I'm sure both of you will have plenty to occupy yourselves," Remus said, stifling a smile.

"Hey! Watch it…" Sirius swatted Remus playfully on the arm.

"I am allowed to tease," Remus said, smiling back. "I' imagine you'd be doing the same to me."

"Yeah, I would." Sirius chuckled, and stood up. He began clearing away the table, leaving Harry to eat his late breakfast.

"So?" Remus asked, leaning close.

"What?"

"How did it go last night?"

"Fine." That was all Harry was going to say on the subject, really. It had gone fine. More then fine. It had gone well. And it was going to *go* well, as long as they kept their heads about them.

"I'm glad," Remus said, patting Harry on the shoulder.

"Thanks."

Sirius came back from putting the dishes in the sink and raised his eyebrow at them both. "What are you two whispering about?"

"Nothing I'm not allowed to hear," Remus said. "If that's what you're worried about."

"All right…" Sirius said, looking none to convinced.

"Don't worry," Harry said. "He was just asking about last night. Which he knows went fine."

"And I'm happy for you both. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to pack." Remus got up, and headed to Harry's room where he had been staying.

"He's happy for us, huh?" Sirius asked, sitting down at the table.

"Yah, he is. Which is good."

"Let's hope everybody is."

"They will be." Though honestly Harry wasn't too sure what Ron and Hermione would think. They'd just have to get used to it, was all.

"I hope so," Sirius said again.

"Don't worry about it." Harry stood up and came around behind him, putting his arms around his godfather-turned-boyfriend. He felt Sirius place a hand over his, holding him close.

"I won't." Sirius kissed their intertwined hands, and Harry sighed. This was what it was going to be like from now on. Or as long as they kept this thing going, anyway. Which hopefully would be for a while.

"Go out tonight?" Harry asked.

"Nah." Sirius turned, brushing their lips together. "I think I want to stay in tonight…"

"That," Harry said, grinning, "sounds like a great idea."

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Fin