Disclaimer, Warnings, Thanks: See the first five chapters.

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Endless Possibilities

Chapter 6

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Sirius sat up and opened his eyes. For a brief moment, he wondered if the bomb had destroyed all of Kyoto, then shook his head. It wasn't that important. After all, it had only been a fantasy world. Now it was time to turn his mind to other matters - like his whereabouts and sex. Well, he was still a man. And he appeared to be in bed. A quick glance around made him realise he was in the flat he had been renting when he was seventeen. He hadn't seen this flat in a long time, and it was nice to be back. It was the first place he had ever lived in on his own, and later had become the first place he had lived in with Remus. But there were a few notable changes, the most blatant being the Muggle electronics he could see scattered throughout his bedroom, and the.... opulence of it all. His flat had never been this richly decorated when he had lived there.

Looked like he was in another uber-millionare fantasy. He swung his legs out of bed and stretched. Shuffling over to the windows and drawing the blinds, he drew a deep breath of fresh morning air, blinking in the bright morning sunshine. Then he noticed for the first time that he appeared to be completely alone. This was a first; he had always been in bed with someone in all of the previous dimensions. However, it was kind of nice to be left alone.... but where was Remus?

After showering and dressing, Sirius made himself breakfast and sat down to read the Daily Mail . As he unfolded the paper, a square of blue stationary fell out. He picked it up and read it. Dearest Siri - I'll be back tonight. Hope you'll be waiting eagerly for me.'

Ah. That explained Remus' absence in this dimension so far. They obviously weren't living together in this world, but as long as Remus had plans to meet tonight.... Sirius smiled and finished off his breakfast before brushing his teeth and heading for work. The early-morning London streets were bustling with commuters, and Sirius whistled as he wound his way through them, swinging his briefcase. This dimension wasn't so bad, as far as he could see.

It took a little getting used to, commuting by Underground, and in the end Sirius was more than glad to be off the crowded trains. He arrived at a tall, imposing office building. He didn't think much of it until reaching the tenth floor and seeing the heading stenciled on his suite door : Black Financing, Inc. Not exactly a comforting title to potential investors, Sirius thought, what had he been thinking? Sniggering, he entered the suite to find a plush, elegant interior with a lovely blue carpet and gorgeous leather chairs. Neat plies of magazines sat on endtables, and at the far end of the room was a reception area. Behind the desk sat a neatly-dressed man Sirius' age with short, light-brown hair, adjusting the reading glasses perched on his nose as he peered down at a sheaf of papers. Sirius' smile widened, and he sauntered up to the desk.

Remus looked up as he approached. Good morning, Mr. Black, he said pleasantly.

Sirius chuckled, and decided to play along. Office Romance' might be the idea of foreplay to this dimension's version of Remus, and damned if he was going to miss out on it. Good morning, Mr. Lupin, he breathed, before bending over to kiss Remus' cheek.

But to his surprise, Remus pushed away and stared at him with wide eyes, a blush spreading across his cheeks. Er - Mr. Black, I - I didn't know you - pre-preferred men....Of course I do... have you forgotten?F-forgotten? Forgotten what? I... never thought you... f-felt that way about me - any man, for that matter -Are we playing hard to get? Sirius asked huskily, dropping his briefcase and leaning over the desk. I got your little love note this morning...L-love note? S-sir, I don't know what you're talking about -Don't be coy, love... I like this little game. I might have to bring you home tonight....A-all right, Remus said breathlessly. It's just that I - I never thought you liked men, sir, and I never thought you'd want me...Of course I want you, Sirius said, but he was beginning to feel confused. Remus wasn't acting coy at all. It seemed if he really had no clue Sirius loved him. Maybe it hadn't been Remus who put that note in his Daily Mail ? Whoops.... ah, hell! He wasn't going to let this divine-looking mate of his get away, even in a universe where they weren't really together.

But your- your - oh..... Remus stopped protesting as Sirius moved closer, giving in instead and putting his arms around his boss' neck. He took off his reading glasses and put them aside, gasping slightly as the raven-haired man's tongue ran down his neck. Sirius pushed Remus back onto the desk, pulling Remus' shirt out of his trousers and loosening his tie. They kissed, their hands roaming over each other's bodies. Remus moaned as Sirius unzipped his trousers and slipped his fingers inside, caressing gently.

A knock sounded on the door, and the two men jerked apart guiltily, Remus hastily putting himself to rights as the door opened. A woman swept in; she was tall and slim, with long silvery-blonde hair. She wore glittering strings of gems, a slinky red dress, and an enormous white fur coat. In one silk-gloved hand she held a long, dainty cigarette holder. Her resemblance to Cruella DeVille was striking. She smiled and sidled up to Sirius, kissing his cheek. Good morning, love.

Sirius stared for a moment. This was Fleur Delacour, Bill's girlfriend, but she looked a little older than she was in real life - and much more elegant. But why was she acting as if they were - oh, no....

Good morning, dear, he replied weakly, kissing her back. Remus had returned to his work, still a little flushed; Sirius wished Fleur had stayed away a while longer.

I came to see ow my darling usband ees doing zis morning, Fleur said sweetly, slipping her hand into Sirius'. I ave missed you, my love. Eet ees lucky I was able to take an early flight ere, so you would not ave to be wizout me any longer.

Had Fleur sent the note, then? Sirius tried to remember where it was she had gone. How was Gstaad, darling? he asked, ushering her into his office. He avoided meeting his secretary's eyes. He couldn't stand to look at Remus and be unable to touch him. The idea of being married to anyone but Remus, even to someone he liked as much as Fleur, was faintly nauseating, but he'd better play along.

Eet was lovely, Fleur gushed, slipping off her fur coat and hanging it on his coatrack. I tell you, ze skiing ees wonderful.Glad you had fun, Sirius said absently, slumping down in the chair behind his desk. Fleur perched herself on his knee and ran her fingers through his long hair.

What ees wrong, darling? You seem... preoccupied today. In fact, you and Meester Lupin looked a little... funny... ave you two gotten into an argument?

Far from it, but Sirius just smiled. No, dear... nothing like that... maybe I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed, or something.Aah, poor baby, Fleur kissed his forehead. I know what will cheer you up. I bought you a present in Gstaad. Eet ees already in ze flat. I know ow much you like art, and I saw a piece by a Swedish artist I just knew you ad to ave. I thought it would make a wonderful present for my Thank you, love. I'll be looking forward to seeing it, Sirius said truthfully. Fleur had, by now, aroused his curiosity. He kissed her softly, trying to appear the faithful, doting husband Fleur apparently thought he was.

Oh, ees zat ze time? Fleur asked unhappily after they broke the kiss, looking at the clock. I ave to go now, my love... anozzer plane to catch.... She kissed his cheek as he helped her into her gigantic fur coat. I love you.Love you too, Sirius responded, vowing never to let Remus know he had said those words to anyone else, even in a fantasy. He escorted her to the lift, and when he returned to his office found Remus sitting on the edge of his desk, a clipboard and pen in hand and a naughty smirk on his face.

What's this all about? Sirius asked, confused.

Now that Mrs. Black is gone I thought you'd like me to take a little... dictation... Remus said coyly. Sirius grinned, shutting and locking the door securely behind him and sitting back down in his chair. Remus made himself comfortable on Sirius' lap.

Sirius put his arms around Remus' waist. Whenever you are.

Remus giggled, the sound music to Sirius' ears. My, my. You're so naughty. What if Mrs. Black comes back and finds us?She won't. Sirius kissed Remus' jaw. At least, I hope she won't.....So. Shall we get down to it? Remus asked pleasantly, wriggling slightly in Sirius's lap, his grin widening. Sirius groaned, pulling Remus into a deep kiss. The clipboard and pen clattered to the floor as Remus wrapped his arms around his boss, letting Sirius slip his tongue between his lips, kissing back hungrily. They broke the kiss, panting, and Sirius tugged impatiently at Remus' shirt, popping a couple of buttons in his haste. Remus moaned softly, leaning over to whisper breathlessly in Sirius' ear. I need you... take me... take me right here, right now, I can't stand it any longer....

Sirius was all too willing to comply.

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Going home that night, Sirius reflected that he hadn't gotten much financing done; most of the workday had been spent in his office with Remus. His secretary was an excellent diversion from the ringing telephone, and after awhile they had just taken it off the hook to better enjoy themselves - making themselves at home on Sirius' desk, the couch in his office, the floor, against the wall, and even in the loo. Maybe Sirius hadn't done much work, but it had been a profitable day indeed. Remus couldn't come straight home with him, but he had promised to drop by later that night, much to Sirius' delight. He couldn't help but whistle on his way back to the flat, eagerly anticipating a night of lovemaking with the man he adored.

When Sirius got back to the flat, he saw that the artwork Fleur had promised had arrived and been set up in the parlour. Somehow, he wasn't particularly surprised to find that it was a replica of a crumbling archway with a tattered black veil hanging from it. For a few moments, he debated just jumping through and getting on with it. After all, somewhere, in real life, the real Remus and Harry were suffering horribly without him, and it wasn't fair to prolong their grief. But he wanted to explore a little more... or at least have some more time with this fantasy-Remus, who really was quite talented with his hands.

Instead of jumping through the veil, he made himself a quick fry-up and ate it in front of the telly, watching a game show in which contestants had to spin the wheel and buy a vowel. It wasn't until he was finished eating that he remembered the note from that morning. The author had promised that they would stop by tonight... who had written it? Remus, or Fleur, or... someone else? It was puzzling.

The doorbell rang just then. That might just be the answer to his question. Sirius got up and opened the door, expecting Fleur but hoping for Remus.

But it was neither. A slender, curvy girl in form-fitting, leather trousers, the highest pair of heels Sirius had ever seen, and a low-cut red blouse stood at his door. She had bushy brown hair and large brown eyes. Sirius gulped, recognising her at once. It was Hermione, only looking much older, and dressed like a prostitute.

Siri, dear... you got my note? she said softly, pushing past him into the flat. He shut the door behind her, still stunned. She turned to him and put her arms around his waist, smiling seductively. One hand played with his hair, and she kissed his cheek, leaving a smear of bright red lipstick. Why do you look so disappointed to see me? I thought you and I were going to have major fun tonight.

No, no, NO. This was CREEPY, being seduced by one of his godson's best friends - who was, in a world where all was right, too young for him. Sirius bit his lip. Er - Hermione - I've got someone coming over tonight -Oh, come on. Ring her and tell her not to come! She can't possibly be any better than me!

He couldn't admit he didn't even know Remus' telephone number, or that he didn't have the slightest clue on how to work a telephone in the first place. Er - he's probably already on his way, I can't -

The doorbell rang once more. Hermione glared daggers at Sirius as he pulled himself loose from her grasp and went to answer it. This time it was Remus, wearing tight jeans and a leather jacket. He kissed Sirius. Evening, love, he murmured softly.

Hermione yelled.

Remus looked startled as he finally noticed Hermione. Sirius - who... is this?Er -Is this your new playmate? Hermione shrieked. You're into men now? Oh, that is disgusting...Into men now ? I thought - I thought - Sirius, are you with this young lady? Remus asked, growing red in the face. Couldn't you have told me that before we had sex on your desk?!ON HIS DESK?! Let me tell you something, I'm the only one allowed to have sex with Sirius there! Hermione snarled.

Sirius gulped, but before he could say a word, the door opened again.

'Ello, darling! I'm ome! The meeting ended early, so I am able to spend ze night with you! Fleur sang. She stopped short when she saw Hermione and Remus in the living room with her husband. What ees going on So this is your wife, Hermione said acidly. We finally meet, Mrs. Black. I've heard wonderful tales about you.'Ow do you mean?Sirius tells me things, Hermione said, glaring at Sirius as she spoke. Not very nice things, either - how you nag at him, how you're a bitch, how he can't even get it up thinking about you anymore....but... you know... he has a talent for letting things slip, especially when he's on the verge of orgasm...

Dang. So he had been sleeping with Hermione, too. Fleur looked stunned and outraged; she turned to Remus.

Meester Lupin? And why are you ere? Don't tell me you are sleeping wiz Sirius, too?Apparently I'm not the only one! Remus burst out. He was turning steadily redder, and Sirius was startled to see tears in his eyes. Why couldn't you have waited until you were - were - free of these women before you seduced me?! he shouted at Sirius.

You knew e was married! Fleur shrieked back. Ees that why you two were acting so awkwardly zis morning?! Were you just waiting for me to leave ze office so you could ave sex?!

Talk about hitting the nail on the head. Sirius winced. He had never been surrounded by angry, betrayed lovers before, and this was an experience he never wanted to go through again. Why did this horrid universe have to be that of a lecherous businessman?

Fleur demanded, tears splashing down her front and spotting her expensive silk dress. Are you just going to stand zere and say nothing?!I'd like to know what's going on as well! Hermione sniffed. You told me you were going to get a divorce and run away with me, Sirius! What happened?!And why did you seduce me if you had a wife and a mistress? Remus cried. I've loved you for so long, wanted you so badly, but all you wanted was sex, wasn't it?I -'Aving sex wiz a man! Fleur shrieked. 'Ave you been sleeping wiz him ever since e came to work for you? And zen you come ome to me -After all I've done for you, keeping you company and loving you and listening to you bitch about her, and all you can do is treat me like some disposable toy? Hermione bellowed.

I knew I shouldn't have let you touch me, especially when you smelled like a woman's perfume! Remus wept.

I - Sirius couldn't think of a word to say. The three people before him were converging on him, backing him into a corner. All three looked equally vicious, and were probably ready to murder him. He squeaked in fear.

Run, Sirius, and for God's sake haul some major arse! Padfoot's voice cried in his head.

Sirius was all too happy to oblige. He dived around his three furious lovers and ran across the room to the veil replica, pushing the veil aside and plunging down into the now-familiar darkness with a feeling of great relief. That was it! No matter what was waiting for him in the next universe, it would be a hundred times better than being surrounded by angry, murderous lovers! This universe was a prime example of what could happen when one had too many lovers for one's own good - or was a little too fond of sex ...

To Be Continued....

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(A/N: It was kind of fun to write the Sirius/Remus scenes in this chapter. Someday, I'll write a big, glorious, extremely graphic sex scene between the two of them. (Yeah, right. If you believe that, I've got a bridge to sell you.) It was NOT fun to write Fleur's French accent. I was continually referring to Goblet of Fire', and I'm still not sure I did it right. However, it was funny to think of Sirius with all these lovers. I might have to draw a picture of that. (Heeheehee.) Yay! I updated this story sooner than I expected to this time! I didn't think I'd get a new chapter out for this story until.. oh, Thanksgiving or so. Ahha! I'm proud of myself. --purrs--)

(A/N 2: Not really an author's note, more of a shameless plug. If anyone out there likes slightly naughty Sirius/Remus comedy, I suggest reading Some Enchanted Evening', written by myself and my cousin. We're known as Talim and Mina, and you can find a link to our profile and Some Enchanted Evening' on my profile page. Just a suggestion...)