Chapter 5: The dinner.
Sirius closed the door to Harry's room. This was so much fun. He had seen the look on Harry's face when he told him how good a kisser Remus is. Had Remus already kissed him? He opened the door to Remus's room without knocking. He was lying in bed reading.
"Close the door behind you Sirius."
He closed the door. "How did you know that it was me?"
Remus looked up from the book. "I could smell you."
"How did Harry react when you kissed him?"
"What?" Remus put aside his book. "I have not kissed him...I was about to this morning before I heard you waking up upstairs. Why did you think I have already kissed him?"
Sirius sat down on the bed. "I was talking with Harry when he suddenly asked me if I had ever kissed a man before. I thought he was asking me because of you two..."
"Well. Then I guess Harry liked what happened after all...By the way. What did you tell him?"
"I told him that I have kissed you and that you are still a good kisser"
Remus pulled Sirius on top of him. "I learned from the best. Which you keep reminding me of"
Sirius brushed his fingers through his lover's and best friend's hair. There were streaks of grey in it but he had lived a hard life. The grey even made him more attractive. He had always found Remus to be beautiful. When they were younger, in Harry's age, Remus had been so ashamed of his body. He tied to hide all the scars he had inflicted on himself. It had taken a long time before he trusted in Sirius enough to let him see him without any clothes. It still happened sometimes that he tried to hide his scars. "There wont be dinner until at least two hours from now..." Sirius said and leaned in to kiss him.
Harry woke up again when they called for him downstairs. They wanted him to come down and have dinner with them. Halfway down the stairs he could feel the wonderful smell of a roast-beef in the oven. He took a deep breath before he walked into the kitchen.
Try not to say something stupid...
When he entered the room he saw that they were both waiting for him. Remus pulled out a chair on his left side. Harry sat down. He didn't notice that they were both staring at him. The roast-beef was wonderful. He was about to reach for another bottle of butterbeer when he felt a hand on his right thigh. He looked to his right. Remus was smiling at him. Harry tried to act normal but his hands were shaking and he was beginning to sweat.
The hand was stroking up and down the thigh. It was dangerously close to his private area now. The hand trailed down between the legs and without thinking he spread them wider in response. The hand was gently touching and squeezing in all the right places. Harry bit himself in the lip so he wouldn't moan out loud. He couldn't understand how Sirius didn't notice what was going on at his own dinner table.
Sirius did notice. It brought back some sweet memories of a dinner in the great hall a long time ago...
It was a few days before Christmas. Peter had gone home to spend the holiday with his family. So had James. The only Gryffindorboys left were Sirius and Remus. Remus had tried to make Sirius understand that he was interested in being more than friends. He tried his best. Either Sirius wasn't interested or he wasn't paying attention to the world around him. One day during dinner Remus came up with a plan. "If he doesn't understand this I'll give up..." He stroked Sirius leg beneath the table and then took hold of his hand. Finally Sirius understood. Later that night in the Gryffindortower they kissed for the first time. They managed to keep it a secret from everyone accepts James and Lily. Peter never knew. He noticed a change but didn't really care.
"Do you like that Harry?" Remus asked.
Harry's face turned ghastly pale.
"The roast-beef I mean..."
"Yes I liked it a lot thank you." Harry's face got back some of it's colour.
Sirius rose from the table to check how the dessert was going.
Remus leaned in and whispered in Harry's ear. "Don't be afraid to ask for more. Do you want more Harry?" He was teasing Harry's inner thigh with his fingers. Harry looked at Remus and nodded. He wanted more.
After they had eaten dessert Harry excused himself from the table and hurried up to his room. He undressed himself and crept down into bed. He was not going to fall asleep. But after waiting for more than two hours he did fall asleep. Suddenly someone was shaking him gently and whispering his name. He opened an eye and saw that Remus was sitting on the edge of his bed. Harry was opening his mouth to say something but Remus silenced him with a kiss. Kissing Remus was definitely not like kissing Cho. This was far better.
Remus ended the kiss. "I thought I should finish what I started in the kitchen. There is only one rule tonight Harry. If I'm doing anything you don't want me to do I will accept a no..." He was waiting for Harry to answer. Harry looked him in the eyes. "I don't think that will be a problem..."