A/N: Disclaimer-you should know it by now. However, I own Damien Silverfeather. Warnings-slash(obviously)

It had been two weeks since Sirius Black was brought back to life. His recovery had been slow, and the spell had weakened Remus greatly. Professor Snape had sent Harry out to buy some things. As a matter of fact Harry was glad to get out of the house. The affair-like relationship Remus and Severus had going on was seriously beginning to freak Harry out. He often saw his professor muttering sweet words to comfort Remus. True, it was sweet, but incredibly disturbing. But there had been another reason for wanting to get out. Harry kept having this strange reoccurring dream. He figured in the long run that it meant nothing, but hoped the fresh air would clear his mind.

Harry walked in the large tavern to get a quick butterbeer. He sat down at the end of a long table, ordered, then pulled out the list of items Severus wanted him to get. He checked everything off that he had bought. A few things still needed to be purchased. Then Harry noticed a familiar, but by no means friendly, figure sitting a few chairs down form him. It was Malfoy. Harry couldn't help notice the boy's black-tipped hair. He wore a simple black t-shirt with a fancifully embroidered broom on the front and a pair of jeans that seemed to be a little too tight, but looked good on his lean body anyways. Draco turned and smiled at Harry evilly.

Then the dream flashed back to Harry, who quickly stood up, bumped his knee on the table and ran out the door. He leaned against a tree to catch his breath. What he was running from he did not know. Harry then felt a hand fall upon his shoulder and turned around quickly.

"So where's your red headed lover and the little mudblood?"

"Most likely at home, Malfoy."

Draco's nasty expression faded as he spoke in a soft voice.

"So you're alone?"

"Yes..."

Malfoy looked from side to side quickly, then grabbed Harry's wrist and pulled him behind a bush. Harry landed hard on the ground.

"Ouch...what is this all about-"

Harry was cut off by Malfoy placing an index finger over his lips.

"Hush Harry, just let the emotion take over."

Malfoy leaned in and kissed Harry's soft and delicate lips......

Harry shook his head, and decided to go back inside to finish his drink. He glanced over at Malfoy, who was sitting with another male. Harry had seen the boy around Hogwarts once or twice. A Ravenclaw, named Damen Silverfeather. Damen had the blackest hair Harry had ever seen, and the most stone grey eyes. It was almost like looking at winter. They must be good friends, Harry thought, they have the same personality. Damen nodded his head, kissed Draco lightly on the cheek, then left. Malfoy shut his eyes as to be thinking, then reopened them quickly. He then too left.

Harry sat there quite alone. He glanced down at his wrists. A few scars still remained. Remus had questioned Harry about the scars, but replied that is was Hedwig's sharp claws that had pierced the pale flesh. Once he had finished his drink, he paid the bill and left to go complete his job.

Remus laid next to Sirius, who was fast asleep. He began to stroke the sleeping man's face lightly. It was rough and in need of a shave; Remus had always liked his men clean-shaven. He heard Severus come up the stairs, then knock on the door.

"Come in," Remus said as quietly as possible.

Severus walked over and sat in the chair that was still placed by Sirius's bed.

"You should let him rest Lupin. All this attention may just be weakening him."

"Oh, hush up. You're just jealous. You always were. I could tell you wanted Siri from the first moment I saw you."

"That is where you are mistaken my friend, for it is you I long for not him."

Remus just looked down at his true love, ignoring what Severus had just said. Snape sighed.

"Fine, I'll leave you two alone."

"Thank you."

When Severus left the room Remus sighed heavily, blushed, and smiled to himself. He liked being loved and fought over; he never got attention like that when he was younger. Remus did truly love Sirius the most but having someone else there was so wonderful. Remus knew however that once Sirius did get back all his health and was completely normal again that he would have to break whatever was going on between him and Snape. For if Sirius ever found out he would surely kill Remus out of sheer anger. And for sleeping with the enemy.

Severus was more than angry...he was sad. He really thought that he had something going with Remus but perhaps he was wrong as usual. He knew it would never be a lasting relationship but still he wanted it to be. Severus never forgot how he felt when he got the owl from Remus saying he wanted him to come to his place for something important. But now it was all just a memory and that is what it would remain.

Harry had completed all his tasks but something still felt incomplete. He decided to sit and collect his thoughts. Two friendly arms wrapped around his chest.

"Harry! I didn't know you were going to be here! You should have written! When I got that owl saying you would be with Remus, you wouldn't believe how happy I was to hear that you got out of that awful muggle house."

"I would have Ron, but so much has been going on."

"Oh do tell."

"Not here, in the open. Let's go into the woods, not far, just over there."

Harry pointed and Ron followed. They sat behind a large rock, facing each other.

"What I am about to tell you may shock you Ron."

"Shock away."

"Sirius is alive."

"What?! But he...he..."

"Yes, I know. Remus and Professor Snape brought him back."

"How?"

"Remus told me but I couldn't begin to explain."

"That's alright. I'm so happy for you!"

Ron hugged Harry tightly. When he let go Harry looked into Ron's beautiful eyes. He then noticed the darkness just under, above them, and on the eyelashes.

"Ron, are you wearing eyeliner and mascara?"

"Hmm? Oh yes, don't you like it?"

"Yeah, it looks rather good on you."

Harry then looked at the rest of Ron. His red hair was flipped out at the ends, he had on a blue Chudley Cannons t-shirt and a pair of tight khaki shorts(which were very short even for a girl).

"I see you really got into your gay side this summer."

Ron's cheeks turned the color of his hair.

"Yeah, I finally told mum and dad. Mum was pretty happy about it actually but dad hasn't said a word to me since. Ginny said that she's glad that she has someone to go shopping with now; and it made Fred and George tell mum and dad that they enjoy taking showers with each other."

"Fred and George what?"

"Enjoy taking showers together. They don't do anything, just stand there naked and wet. They don't even talk to each other."

"I really didn't need to know that."

"I suppose not."

The two boys giggled.

"Oh but seriously Harry, I have missed you so much."

"I've missed you too."

They stared at each other for quite some time. Ron scooched closer to Harry, then leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Harry pulled away quickly. Ron tried again and got the same reaction.

"What's wrong? You used to like it when we kissed."

"Nothing is wrong,"Harry replied with a tone. Ron shrugged it off, trying one more time to see what would happen. This time Harry shoved Ron away.

"Would you stop it Ron!"

"But Harry..."

"Just quit it, okay?"

"Okay. You've changed Harry, and I'm not sure if I like it."

Ron stood up and left. After a few minutes of sitting on the hard ground he came to the conclusion that Ron was right; he had changed. But how? He didn't think he changed much physically, maybe he got a little taller but that was about it. Was it the way he acted? These past few weeks had made him extremely happy, and extremely confused. Partially because of Remus and Severus' relationship and partially because of the reoccurring dream with Malfoy in it. Harry began walking. He didn't know where to, just around he supposed. Two thin, pale arms wrapped around his torso from behind.

"Oh hell, I can't stay mad at you!"

Harry smiled, but that soon faded.

"How have I changed Ron?"

"What?"

"You said I changed and that you didn't like it. So, how did I change."

Ron's expression grew serious.

"I can't explain it Harry. It's in the way you write. The way you talk and act. Even the way you walk. It's something only a good, close friend would notice, you know?"

"No, I don't."

"Well, I'm sure it's just a phase, whatever it is."

"Yeah, a phase. Hey speaking of good friends, how's Hermoine?"

"She's fine and dandy. Studying hard already. Oh yeah, and she's tutoring Neville. Apparently he put the moves on her one day and she hit him so hard he was convinced that his name was Nevilla the Beautiful. Poor chap, he was getting cute too."

"Sounds like Hermoine hasn't changed. Gosh, I miss her."

"She misses you too. Shall I pass on a kiss for you?"

Harry narrowed his eyes at Ron, then smiled. He embraced the redhead passionately, as he had done so late at night when they should have been sleeping.

"Now that's the Harry I remember. Do you think I could pay a visit sometime? I'd love to see Professor Lupin and Sirius again."

"Oh, um, sure. I'll have to ask Remus first, but I'm sure he won't mind. Don't worry, I'll write."

"Great! Well, I have to go now but I'll hear from you soon."

Ron kissed Harry on the cheek before walking off in the direction he came. Harry looked at his watch and decided it was time to go home. And Harry knew the first thing he would ask Remus when he got home.

A/N: OMG, people I'm so sorry that this has taken so long. Hey, at least it's somewhat long. I'm working on the next one so don't worry! Oh yeah I just want to let you know that not all the characters are gay. Harry is bi, Remus is the only man Severus has ever been in a relationship with, Damen is straight(yeah I know he was with Draco, blah, blah, blah, you'll find out soon enough), and there is nothing going on between Fred and George! They just shower together...more on that subject later.