"Harry we need to talk." Harry looked up at his boyfriend, surprised. They were lying at opposite ends of the couch, their feet touching.
"About what?"
"Well, it's not exactly normal for a boy of your age to have a relationship like this out of school, still less with your godfather and I…I don't think it's a good idea to tell anybody about this just yet."
"I'd like to tell Ron but otherwise yes that's fine. I agree with you."
"Yeah that's cool I'm thinking of telling Moony." Sirius looked over at his new, young love and felt himself give a little jump of excitement. Harry looked up at him at this and leaned forward to kiss him. Their tongues danced respectfully at first but soon they were fighting for dominance. Sirius won. He jumped and pinned Harry down on the couch kissing him and kissing him. But Harry had not given up. He pushed Sirius' shoulder as if to roll him onto his back but instead they both rolled onto the floor. Sirius grabbed Harry's wrists and held them above his head, pinning then to the ground. He ran his other hand over all of Harry's body pausing to stroke his cock. Harry groaned. Sirius began to undress him and Harry stared at him with longing eyes, unable to touch him. When Harry was naked, Sirius began stripping himself, still holding Harry's hands captive. Harry struggled and bucked attempting to free himself from Sirius. When Sirius had finished he took one of Harry's wrists in one hand and one in the other, moving his mouth over Harry's body, licking at his hipbones and at his nipples.
"Please Sirius…"
"What? Tell me what you want Harry."
"Please just touch it." Sirius grinned evilly.
"Touch what, Harry?"
"Just touch my cock. Please."
"What have you done to deserve it?" Harry stared at him in amazement. Sirius smiled back down and, just as suddenly jumped away from Harry and seated himself on the couch. Harry scrambled up to his feet but Sirius pointed at his own feet and said, "Kneel." Harry knelt obediently at Sirius' feet and began kissing up his thighs. Sirius leaned back, murmuring something that sounded remarkably like, "Yes, good boy." Harry licked at his balls and ran his tongue up Sirius' shaft. Sirius growled softly. Harry enveloped Sirius with his mouth and Sirius thrust his hips forcing his cock deep into Harry's mouth. Harry sucked off him feeling his own cock imploring Sirius' attention, needing him. He imagined the two of them 69ing on this very couch and felt himself grow even higher at the thought. He moved his mouth hard and fast over Sirius' cock and Sirius thrust one, two, three, four times and came. Harry licked cum from the forehead of Sirius' cock and Sirius moaned, "Oh yeah that's good Harry."
"Good enough for me to deserve a touch yet?"
"You saucy minx. Get over here." Over the next fifteen minutes Sirius proceeded to make Harry feel better than he could ever remember feeling before. Sirius was inside him and had his hand firmly round Harry's cock. He was pulling backwards and forwards at a great rate and Harry was screaming. When he finally came it was so intense that he lay there, cross-eyed with intensity while Sirius finished himself off and shot his load into Harry.
Later when they were cuddling in bed Harry said, "Sirius, when I leave school will I come back here or would you prefer it if I went somewhere else?"
"Ah yes Harry I've been meaning to tell you this for some time. You probably know by now that I would like nothing better than to keep you here for the rest of my life but Dumbledore has other ideas…
"Which are?"
"The prophesy, Harry. You know Dumbledore's theory about the horcruxes by now I would imagine. Well, Dumbledore suggests that after you finish school you go on to do intensive Auror training and then the two of you or perhaps the three of us go in search of the horcruxes."
"But…the horcruxes…I don't have the OWLs for Auror training for one and…"
"Harry this isn't about legality. This is about fighting Voldemort and anybody can see you're up to that."
"But Sirius I…cant I just stay here?"
"For now, yes but I agree with Dumbledore."
"What! You do?"
"Yes I do. I know you can do it Harry and with Dumbledore at your side you have the best weapon you could ask for. You have already destroyed two horcruxes; the diary and that snake, Nagini. Dumbledore has destroyed another, Marvolo's ring and he believes he knows where and, more importantly what two of the others are."
"The locket?"
"Exactly and…?"
"Erm…I dunno…oh, that cup, Hufflepuff's cup!"
"Yes. The sixth I do not know but the seventh will be his soul."
"His soul…I don't like thinking about the soul of Voldemort." Sirius held out his arms and the two men hugged. Sirius smelled of masculinity and of home. Harry smelled of tears and a fragrant dream-evoking smell that Sirius loved. They fell asleep and it wasn't until ten the next morning that Sirius awoke. Harry was sprawled out on the pillow, his messy hair mingling with Sirius' own. He looked peaceful yet troubled and Sirius couldn't help feeling sad about the unfairness of what this boy had had to and would have to face in the future. He felt a rush of love and protectiveness for the man lying next to him and a tear rolled down his face and onto Harry's.
Harry cried out in his sleep and Sirius cried himself back to sleep, clinging to Harry as though he'd never let him go.