Chapter 4

Sirius entered the classroom on the fifth floor nervously. He was still apprehensive about meeting someone who refused to give his/her name. The person seemed to be willing to pay any amount of money that Sirius asked for, so that almost made up for it. Almost.

There was a huge sense of guilt and sorrow now that he and James were going out. He was betraying James for money, and it hurt Sirius to know that. It was like cheating on James with money. He knew that James would not approve of him being a prostitute and he would be upset when he found out.

"If he finds out," he thought angrily. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him." He groaned. Why had he even started this in the first place? "Because I need money if I'm going to find a place to live," he reasoned with himself, staring at the door apprehensively as he sat down on the teacher's desk.

What would either Remus or James do if they found out? Was money really that important? He sighed to himself and pushed back the emotions that were threatening to break over and drown him.

The door pushed open and a boy who was much bigger than Sirius walked in and stared at Sirius hungrily. He had light brown hair and a muscular body. Sirius felt a slight sense of dread. If he was at all as violent as Malfoy was, Sirius would be in trouble. Sirius was really slender and wiry in build.

"Hello Sirius," the boy said in a husky voice, walking forward after closing the door behind him. "I've been looking forward to this all day."

Sirius hopped off of the desk and took a small step backwards. "Who are you and why didn't you sign your name on the letter like any normal person?"

The boy laughed and pulled money out of his pocket, holding it out in his outstretched hand for Sirius to take. Looking at it suspiciously, he reached his hand out to take it. As he did so, the boy grabbed Sirius's wrist and pulled him close to him, pushing his chapped lips against Sirius's soft ones, effectively bruising them. Sirius gasped and attempted to pull back. The boy who was holding onto him tightly, however, brought his arm up and slapped him hard across the face to get him to stop squirming.

Sirius's eyes widened and he forced himself to calm down. This was what he was being paid for. This was what his job was. This was his life, being taken advantage of by anyone who decided they wanted a good fuck. He had to quickly remind himself of this and his body relaxed in the bigger boy's arms.

"There, now that you've agreed to get along with me, we can begin," he purred in Sirius's ear. "My name is Greg." Sirius flinched as Greg pulled back and brought his hand over his cheek where he'd been slapped. Greg laughed at that. "I've already got you tamed. Let's see what kind of fun we can have…"

Greg began running his fingers over Sirius's body. Sirius suppressed a shudder. The only person he wanted touching him like that was James. The fingers began undoing the shirt buttons and then two strong hands were pushing the shirt off of his lean shoulders. Before Sirius knew it, he was being pushed back into a wall roughly and Greg was kissing his body intensely.

"Stop!" his mind screamed, begging for everything to come to an end. Greg began fumbling for the button on Sirius's pants and Sirius pushed him off, causing Greg to look at him with confusion and slight anger.

"What did you do that for?" he demanded angrily.

Sirius thought wildly for an excuse. "I just…erm, thought it would be better if I stripped for you."

Greg thought over it for a moment and then nodded, satisfied with that excuse. "Get on with it then," he urged, sitting on top of one of the desks and watching Sirius's tone body greedily.

Sirius forced a smile and slowly began taking off his pants, completely hating what he was doing. He felt like such a whore, which, he was. All too soon, he was completely naked, standing in front of an amused, turned on Greg.

"Well, now it's my turn," he muttered, standing up and walking over to Sirius, wrapping his arms around his body, kissing him intensely, forcing his tongue into Sirius's mouth while caressing his body.

Inwardly, Sirius sobbed. It was tearing him apart how he was nothing but a piece of meat that happened to be breathing to this person. Of course, it was his fault. Greg let go of him and closed his eyes together tightly. He could feel him come up from behind him again and felt an arm wrap around his waist and suddenly a finger penetrated him. He yelped and tried to jump away from him. Greg was holding onto Sirius tightly, though, so he couldn't move.

Bare flesh rubbed against each other, shooting pleasant sensations up Sirius, almost unwillingly. He did not want to experience this with anyone other than James, yet it was his stupidity that had insisted on getting a job in order to earn enough money go get a home. "Not by selling your body though, you idiot," his mind reprimanded him. Sirius ignored it and braced himself for what he knew was coming.

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Remus sat in front of the fireplace waiting for Sirius to come back from his outing with Greg. Whoever that was. The Marauders Map sat on his lap and he could see the dot with Sirius's name moving towards the Gryffindor common room.

Remus sighed. James had come back and told him how excited he was that he and Sirius were going out, and it would appear that Sirius was already cheating on him with Greg. Whoever that was.

The door opened and in stumbled an exhausted looking Sirius Black. Remus glanced at his watch. It was 12:30 a.m. Sirius, not seeing Remus yet, fell against the wall and slid down to sit, pulling his knees up to his chest and laying his dark haired head on his knees. Remus furrowed his eyebrows. Something wasn't right. Sirius's shoulders were shaking and he kept on shaking his head.

"Padfoot," whispered Remus, now concerned. He hated seeing Sirius hurt, it was always hardest to see him fall apart. He was so carefree and had been given such a crappy life. Remus was always wondering when he would escape the horrible life he had been born into.

Sirius jerked at the sound of his name and looked up at Remus with red eyes and tear stained cheeks. "Mooney," he stammered, "I didn't see you. I was just taking a walk and…"

He trailed off, looking lost. Remus shook his head. "What's wrong? What were you doing? And why were you doing it with Greg? Hell, who is Greg?" Remus asked, looking at his friend closely.

"Who said I'm doing anything with Greg?" snapped back his friend, sniffling slightly yet completely on the defensive.

Remus held up the map to show his friend how he'd known. Sirius's face visibly paled and Remus sank down on his knees to be eyelevel with his distraught friend. "You can tell me what's going on, Siri," he whispered, trying to calm him down. Sirius Black tended to blow things out of proportion rather easily.

Sirius sat contemplating on whether or not to tell the truth. It was Mooney. What could possibly happen? He wouldn't break a promise, would he? Of course not. Plus, he needed to tell someone or blow up. The internal conflicts he was facing were tearing him apart after only two nights on the job.

"Mooney," he muttered, "if I tell you, will you promise not to tell anyone about any of this?"

Remus looked uncertain for a moment and then nodded. "Of course, you've kept my secret, and I'll keep yours. Although you should tell James if it's really that important."

Frantically, Sirius shook his head. "No! You can't tell James, especially not James! I'll tell him, just on my own time."

"What's going on?"

Taking a deep breath, tears streaming down his face and shame burning in his expressive eyes, Sirius answered, "I'm a prostitute."

A.N. mwahaha. I thought I'd do that just to be incredibly mean. So you'll have to just wait until my finals are over. Mwahaha. Please review and thanks!