Disclaimer: Don't own. 'Nuff said.

Author's Note: I get the feeling if Sirius and Dom don't get it on soon, they're going to explode. This chap moves them on a bit. And a bit of a mystery at the end.

-Parseltongue-

The Tales of Werewolves
Coming Out

Dom blinked away the fuzziness in his vision. He had stayed up all night, which was strange even for him, since he eventually did get to sleep at some point. Pieces of glass covered the bed, and he did his best to avoid moving them to much as he grabbed his wand.

He summoned a new pair of sunglasses from his bag and put them on. He swayed slightly as he got out of bed.

Fuck it. It's Monday. Looking around he realized everyone had already gone.

"Damn" he whispered.

"What?" Sirius walked out of the bathroom with just a towel on, small droplets of water on his chest and his damp hair looking very scruffy. It would have left any girl on her knees with her mouth open.

Dom raised an eyebrow. "Why aren't you in class?"

"Free period. You?"

"Over slept."

Sirius' eyes moved over Dom's bed-hair. "Feel free to have a shower." Dom hesitated.

The Gryffindors had communal showers, while Dom was used to private Slytherin showers. Dom didn't wear his glasses in the shower, he easily could with a water repelling charm, but there was just a feeling Dom liked being without any material things on him, just as he had been created.

"Look, about last night." Sirius took a step closer, unknowingly sending a hot flush through Dom. "I'm sorry. I was pissed off at something and… I d'no." He reached up and ran a hand through his hair, sending a water drop over his shoulder and letting it run down his abbs.

Dom swallowed and took a step back, sitting on his bed, afraid that his legs wouldn't support him much longer. He had no idea why Sirius was making him feel like this all of a sudden.

"What were you pissed off at?"

Sirius sighed and went off to get some pants. "You don't wanna know, man." He called out from behind his bed.

"Try me."

The black haired teenager walked back over, now wearing pull-string pants and a dark grey t-shirt that could have passed off as pyjamas.

"Last night, when I was with the blonde Ravenclaw… I… Couldn't preform."

"Is that all?"

Sirius looked shocked. "What do me mean 'is that all', it's a very serious problem. If I can't preform then… Bad things will happen. To me."

Dom just shook his head. "You can't be expected to be able to preform as soon as she says 'go' every time. You were just having an off day, you'll get over it and it'll eventually come back."

Sirius smiled slightly. "Thanks man… don't you have a class now?"

"Yeah, double potions. Draco will understand if I skip, and I'm already ahead of everyone else. That's if you want me to stay. I can go if you want."

"Nah. I always get lonely Monday mornings… Can I confess something else?"

"Sure, it always helps to get things off your chest."

Sirius shifted uncomfortably. "I'm bisexual." He swallowed and glanced at Dom nervously. It was clearly the first time he had said it out loud "D-Do you mind?"

Dom put a hand on Sirius' shoulder. "It's fine, Sirius. I'm bisexual too, so it'd be a bit hypocritical if I did mind."

Sirius' eyes lit up a bit. "I forgot most part-humans go for the same sex or both. There're not many straight half-breeds… Don't tell Moony I called you that, he'll flip."

Dom chuckled. "I won't say a word."

"I'm just not sure how everyone will react, if I tell them I prefer both sexes. It's generally a topic that is never spoken about around here."

"Can I ask why you're telling me this?"

Sirius' eyebrows met. "I'm not sure. There's something about you that tells me that you don't judge people as much as everyone else does. You seem very down to earth."

"Hmm. Well," Dom yawned then stood slowly, "I need a shower. I'll see you when I get out." He went into the bathroom and used an advanced locking charm on the door.

He turned the cold water on full, then got undress and stood under the showerhead. When Sirius wasn't being cocky, he was rather nice. He had noticed that the illegal animagus did caring and nice things automatically. Like patting someone on the back if they were coughing, or opening a door for someone it their arms were full.

Even though he had been unconscious, Nymph had told him how everyone had behaved after he has passed-out, and Sirius had appeared to be the most concerned.

A coffin shaped head rose next to him with a bar of soap on top of it.

-Nymph!- he hissed -Turn around!-

-Spoil sport- She turned around so she was facing away from him. He grabbed the soap off her head. –It's not as if it's going to lead to anything. In case you haven't noticed, I lack certain human features-

­­-I have noticed actually, but next time I'm in animagus form I'd rather not have you licking the tip of my tail again. Honestly. Snake flirting's too weird-

Nymph snorted. –I'm never going get a partner-

-You won't with that attitude-

-Yeah, fuck you too-

-Language. What's got your tail in a twist anyway?-

He put the soap on the shelf and grabbed some shampoo.

-Green apple-

-What?-

-That shampoo you just grabbed. It's green apple. You've never had green apple-

Dom looked at the bottle, which he had already used. It was a new bottle, but it didn't have a name on it.

'Oh, well. Can't take it back now.'

He washed it out.

-I'm going to assume you grabbed someone else's shampoo, since you're not going to answer any time soon-

-Sorry, just thinking. It's what creatures with brains do, so I suppose you don't know what it's like-

-That's low, Riddle, even for you- She curled up at his feet, still facing away from him. –Who's got you in a snappy mood, and has given you the need to take a cold shower?-

Dom rolled his eyes. When Nymph was in this type of mood, nothing got past her. –Sirius Black-

Nymph snickered. –He's not bad for a human. You could do a lot worse you know. And don't deny that you like him, I know you do-

-He's not interested-

-How can you be sure- She smirked the best a snake could and pulled the grate off the drain with her fangs and slid in. Dom put the grate back.

After using the matching Green Apple conditioner and putting his glasses back on, he wrapped a towel around his waist, just as Sirius had done, to see if he got a reaction.

He did.

As soon as he walked out Sirius' eyes were on him. He saw the Marauder swallow thickly, and inwardly smirked.

"D-Do you wear your glasses in the shower?" Oh, Merlin. Now I'm picturing him in the shower.

"No" He's probably picturing me naked now. Good.

"One day I'm going to find out what you look like without them on." Without your towel too hopefully… Down Padfoot.

"Are you now." Dom raised an eyebrow at Sirius. He was enjoying this. "I think I'd rather put some pants on first anyhow."

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were doing this of purpose."

"Doing what?"

"Doing this to me. You're teasing me."

Dom laughed. "Yes, I am. And to be honest I didn't think you 'd go for it. I'm not the most attractive person in Hogwarts, your time or mine."

Sirius got up from the beanbag in the corner and walked over to Dom. "I disagree. I think you are."

"Likewise."

Sirius barked out a laugh. "What? Dressed in this?" He indicated his pyjama-like clothes. Dom nodded.

"You're naturally attractive." Sirius put two fingers to Dom's lips.

"Shh." He ran a hand up Dom's neck jaw towards Dom's glasses.

"Don't." Dom whispered. "Please."

"Why not?" Asked Sirius gently. "Your eyes can't be that bad."

"Yes, they can."

Dom tensed, but didn't make any move to stop Sirius and he gently removed his glasses.

"Merlin." Sirius mouthed. He shook his head slightly. "You mustn't sleep at all with bags like that, man!"

"Wait. What?"

"You must be tired."

Dom shook his head in disbelief and threw his hands up. Sirius didn't care about his eyes, he cared about how much Dom was sleeping. It just didn't make sense.

"Yeah, you know what, I am. I am very tired, because I didn't sleep last night, and even if I did it would have only been for about two hours. So, yes."

Sirius threw Dom's glasses onto the beanbag. "Sleep. I'll wake you for lunch."

Draco's eyes had been flickering to the cauldron in the corner where his and Harry's baby was 'growing'. He had put a magical bubble around it to keep the fumes away or in case someone blew up their caldron.

The liquid had to remain a smoky green colour with clear foam on the top. Draco was very on-edge about something going wrong. He was going to camp out in the class room in a sleeping bag, but Harry had found a safe spell to transport the caldron to their room without harming what (or who) was inside.

So far his class was going quite well. No one had done anything terrible wrong, there had been a few close calls with Kath, Remus and Peter, but having Severus working close by seemed to save them.

He never knew being a teacher was such hard work. Every morning when he woke up, he was stressed and tired, dreading the day ahead of him. At night he was too tired to do much… Occasionally he would do a few things, but only if Harry was in the mood too, but he was just as stressed most of the time.

And it had only been two days. He was counting the periods until the Holidays. Maybe the Hogsmeade weekend will make him feel a bit better. The next full moon should at any rate. Being out in the wind, Fiancé by his side. He smiled as the bell to go to Lunch sounded.

He looked down at the class roll, which was under his elbows. He'd have to ask Dom why he had decided to skip.

He didn't need to look up when he head a knock on the open doors frame. He automatically knew it was Harry.

"Hi, love. How are you?"

"Waiting for the weekend already. You?"

"I never thought being a professor would be so hard." Draco complained overdramatically.

"Merlin, I know what you mean. Being at that desk all day is killing my back."

Draco put his head to the side and observed Harry's posture. He wasn't hunched, but it looked like he was forcing himself straight. Draco stood and took Harry's hand gently in his and started walking slowly towards the stairs down to his office, Harry followed slowly.

Talking out his wand, the Potion's Professor made the surface of his desk cushiony and his turned his red ink into Jasmine scented oil.

"Take your top off and Lay down on your stomach, my beloved Harry."

Harry looked into Draco's two pools of silver-blue, and (for the first time ever) was relieved not to see lust. Harry had no idea what Draco was going to do, but he couldn't help but trust him. He lay down and rested his head in a hole that had appeared in front of him.

Draco sat comfortably on Harry's arse and put some oil on his hands. Slowly, yet firmly, he massaged Harry's back and neck until the relaxed black-haired man fell into a light sleep.

It didn't look like there was any light, just the glowing outline of trees in the distance and the shimmer of silver glitter on the almost invisible, deep green grass.

Dominic shivered. There was someone watching him.

-Riddle-

Spinning around, Dom tried to home in where the eerie voice was coming from.

-Riddle-

The voice was neither female nor male, yet was speaking a form of Parseltongue he had never heard before. It made Goosebumps appear over Dom's body.

"Who are you!"

-Riddle-

"FUCK!" Hot breath on the back of Dom's neck made him jump. Spinning around again, he was blinded by a pearly white and gold marble room, with a deep purple door on the opposite wall. He walked up to it and traced the carvings of a fighting lion and snake, before grabbing the bronze doorhandle.

His hands were shaking and sweating so much he almost couldn't turn it, but he managed.

It was the middle of a forest. Dom almost fell over when the doorhandle he was leaning on disappeared. He swallowed nervously and spread out his wings. Something was wrong.

A twig snapped. Then there was a cracking noise and he moved just in time to avoid being hit by a falling branch

A rough, forceful voice, clearly of a male's. Laced with evil and power.

"RIDDLE!"