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Chapter 24

Gryffindor had not been doing as well as James would have liked. It was due mainly to Sirius. His heart just hadn't been in it recently, not that James could blame him. After all, his father had died. But, without both of their beaters knocking the other team's chasers and seeker off course, the other team did not have as much obstacles in their way. James never quite realized how much Beaters truly did until one his wasn't quite there.

Slytherin was going to be in the final. Everyone had expected that. Slytherin had played Ravenclaw, flattened them, and then beaten Hufflepuff as well. It had made James furious, especially since his own team had not been doing so well. Hufflepuff had been doing quite well this season. In a very well played match, they had flattened Ravenclaw, officially knocking them out of the run for the Quidditch Cup.

So, it finally came to today, the match that would decide it all for Gryffindor. They would be playing Hufflepuff, who had been having a very good season. Hufflepuff had not done this well in a long time. If Gryffindor won by more than 200 points, they would be playing Slytherin in the final. If not… whether they won or lost, it would Hufflepuff versus Slytherin, something James knew that the Hufflepuffs would love nothing more. However, James just couldn't let that happen. A basic loss to Hufflepuff? Not while James was Captain.

He swept his eyes around the Gryffindor Locker Room. Sirius, his best mate and Beater, was sitting down on one of the benches, leaning forward, his eyes focused on the ground. Jack, his other Beater, was sitting on the ground, in a very casual position. Stacey, his Keeper, was standing up, leaning up against the wall. Josh, his Seeker, was sitting on the bench next to Sirius, his eyes focused on nothing. His Chasers were both sitting on the benches, itching to get out on the field.

"This is it, team." James said, starting his usual pre-game speech. "This match decides it all. If we beat Hufflepuff by more than 200 points, we play Slytherin in the Final. We won the Quidditch Cup last year, and it would be really disappointing for me to lose to Hufflepuff of all teams. I know we're better than that.

"Listen, I know that we have not been doing as well as I would have liked." Sirius looked away from James, knowing full well that he was the reason. "But, Sirius is… somewhat better now, and is more himself, ready to play as good as I know he can. It's no one's fault." Sirius's face stayed turned away. "For some of us, this is our last year. Sirius, Stacey, and I aren't going to have another chance, and we want to go out on top." Sirius turned his gaze back to James. "Keep alert, but I know we can do this. Let's go out there and flatten those Hufflepuffs so we can flatten the Slytherins in the Finals! Let's go team!"

The team whopped and hollered as they walked out on the field. The game started, and the players from both teams rose into the air.

As they played, the Gryffindor team began to see why Hufflepuff had been doing so well. Their team was much better this year. The Chasers worked as one. The beaters worked as a team, and the Keeper was almost unbeatable. But the Gryffindors were good as well. With Sirius back, he and Jack worked better than they had in all their years of Quidditch playing. Stacey was at the top of her game, although James never figured if her psychic powers had anything to do with that… James and his two Chasers, it seemed, almost read each other's minds as they worked to score a goal.

Slowly, the score rose in Gryffindor's favor. The team was at the top of their game today, determined to flatten Hufflepuff. The score rose to 50 points ahead: Gryffindor 70, Hufflepuff 20. Yes, James thought. We only need to score one more goal, and then if Josh catches the Snitch, we'll win and go on to the Finals! If they didn't, James knew that they would be tied with Hufflepuff, and have to play them again to decide who went on to the Finals with Slytherin.

James felt the tension in the arena escalate. The Slytherins were rooting for Hufflepuff, of course, wanting to see Gryffindor defeated. The Ravenclaws were split.

The Gryffindor Chasers worked their way down the field, and James made a spectacular move, throwing the Quaffle in the goal, soaring right past the Hufflepuff Keeper. James heard the Gryffindors and some of the Ravenclaws roar in approval at James' spectacular move, just as Josh went into a dive with the Hufflepuff Seeker for the Snitch.

The arena quieted as every person in the arena rose to their feet to watch the Seekers. Slowly, Josh's hand closed around the golden ball, with the Hufflepuff Seeker's hand millimeters away from the Snitch as well. Josh slowly flew to the ground, and his team surrounded him, giving him pats on the back, congratulating him on winning the match.

They had won! They were going to play Slytherin in the Finals! The Gryffindors were ecstatic. There was a party held in their common room afterwards, before Lily shut it down. James and Lily then went up to James' room, and Peter, Remus, and Sirius went to their dormitory. Peter quickly changed, and got into his bed. Sirius and Remus did the same, but both getting in Remus' bed, Sirius leaning up against the pillows near Remus' headboard, and Remus leaning back against him, sitting in between Sirius legs, leaning back against his chest, Sirius wrapping his arms around his lover.

"How did it feel?" Remus asked, referring to playing Quidditch, and being back to his old self.

"It felt good." Sirius responded. "But this feels better." Sirius whispered in Remus' ear, running his lips down Remus' neck, giving it kisses, causing Remus to moan softly. Sirius slipped out from behind Remus, and put one knee on either side of Remus' legs. He gave Remus a devilish smile. "Slide down." He said, indicating that Remus should slide down so that he was flat on his back in between Sirius' legs. Remus returned the smile, doing as Sirius asked. Sirius lowered himself down closer to Remus, lengthening his legs out.

Sirius grabbed his wand, and flicked it towards the curtains, which were now closed, covering the bed, giving Remus a confident smirk.

"What was that?" Remus asked.

"A silencing charm." Sirius answered. "So that we can… talk… without disturb anyone." The confident smile turned into a devilish one, which Remus returned, giggling slightly.

Sirius gathered Remus' lips in his own, giving the young man a passionate kiss that left them both breathless. Remus slowly slipped one of his arms around Sirius' neck, putting the other one gingerly on Sirius' bare side, as Sirius had a habit of sleeping without his shirt on. Sirius slowly slipped one of his hands underneath Remus' shirt, rubbing the other young man's bare chest, causing Remus to tense up slightly. Sirius didn't stop. He ran the hand up Remus' chest, feel the many scars that adorned his lover's flesh. He moved his hand up towards his nipples, gingerly rubbing them before moving his hand down, and out from underneath the shirt, and using it to prop himself up, as he moved his other hand to the front of Remus' shirt. He played with one button before unbuttoning it, causing Remus to tense up even more. Sirius broke their kiss, keeping his voice in a low, sultry whisper. "Sh." He whispered, moving his lips towards Remus' ear. "Let me. You need this just as much as I do." With that, he lowered his body unto Remus', keeping himself propped enough so that he didn't crush him, but just enough so that there was friction between them, and so that Remus could feel what Sirius was.

Remus gasped as he felt Sirius lower himself onto him. He could feel his arousal through his pajama bottoms.

Sirius propped himself up with one of his elbows, and moved his hands to the front of Remus' shirt, to the second button. Slowly, he undid the second button, causing Remus to tense. "Sh," Sirius whispered. "It's all right. I won't do anything you don't want me to do, but trust me. You want this just as much as I do." For good measure, Sirius rubbed their arousals together, causing Remus to gasp in pleasure.

Slowly, Sirius unbuttoned Remus' shirt, kissing the flesh as it appeared. When he unbuttoned the last button, he spread the shirt out, attempting to slide it off Remus' shoulders, but he tensed. Sirius gave a patient smile. "Alright." He said. He looked down at his lover's scarred chest and smiled. "Why are you ashamed of this?" He asked. "You've no reason to be ashamed." He kissed his lover's lips, before moving them down to Remus' chest. He kissed bits of the flesh, teasing them, kissing the scars lightly, and teasing the nipples, all causing Remus to moan in pleasure.

Sirius explored Remus' body, finding the little things that aroused him...the certain way to nibble on Remus' earlobe that made his breath hitch, the spot on the base of neck that, when kissed or sucked, made him gasp in pleasure… the way that if you nibbled on his nipples ever so slightly, Remus gave a gasp… Little things like that aroused Remus even more.

Remus gingerly moved one hand up Sirius' back, and slowly moved the hand onto Sirius' chest, exploring Sirius' lithe muscles, and well-defined back and chest. Sirius smiled. Carefully, he flipped Remus so that he himself was on his back, and Remus was on top. Remus gave Sirius a scared look. Sirius smiled at him. "Don't be scared." He said. "I'm going to teach you how to pleasure me, alright? Teach you what I enjoy, what turns me on, what arouses me the most, just as I was doing to you. Alright?" Remus nodded. "Alright." Sirius then guided him through what Sirius knew aroused him… the ginger way to tug or suck on his nipples that made him gasp in pleasure, the spot on the side of his neck, that if sucked or kissed, made Sirius arch his back in pleasure… Things like that Sirius felt Remus needed to know as his lover.

After a while, Sirius noticed that Remus looked uncomfortable. Sirius then flipped him back on his back, and gave him a passionate kiss, leaving the kiss lingering on his lips after Sirius had stopped. Sirius began to rub their arousals together, needing release, and knowing that Remus needed it as well. He rubbed their arousals together ever so slightly, with just enough pressure so that they both got the friction that they needed. Kissing Remus hungrily, they got their release. Sirius moved on the side of Remus, and slowly moved onto his back, Remus snuggling into Sirius, laying his head on his chest and laying an arm over his it. Sirius wrapped an arm around his lover, and they both slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next night, the Marauders and Lily were in the common room talking, when their conversation had turned to noise while one was sleeping somehow. Peter mentioned that the night before he had not heard any noise. This was unusual because usually Sirius and Remus were either talking or… something else. Sirius replied, "That's because I had a silencing charm up." Everyone turned and looked at Sirius to see Remus giving him a slap in the arm, with an amused but shocked look on his face. Sirius looked at him, "What? It's true."

"You still had no right to say that." Remus scolded. "Besides, we're not that noisy, even without the silencing charm."

"I don't know," Sirius replied, "the moaning might have kept him up." Remus slapped Sirius in the arm again, this time harder, the amusement gone from his face. "What?" Sirius said yet again. "It's true." Remus shook his head, got up, and went up their dormitory.

Sirius sighed, and glanced at his friends. "Well, I'd better go talk to him." He got up, and followed Remus.

James, Lily, and Peter looked at each other. "Sirius needs to learn how to keep his mouth shut." James said. "It's going to get him into real trouble one of these days."

Lily and Peter nodded in agreement. "Remus is a softy, though, he'll forgive him easily enough." James and Peter agreed. The group got out their books, and began to study.

Sirius walked into their dormitory. Remus was sitting on his bed, studying it seemed. Sirius sat down near him on the bed. "Can I study with you?" He asked, his voice taking on a low, sultry tone.

Remus glanced up. "I don't know if I should let you." He said.

"Come on," Sirius pleaded, inching closer. "I'll be good."

"You weren't down there." He said firmly, meaning a few moments earlier.

Sirius leaned back. "What was the problem?" He asked.

"Do you really not know?" Remus asked. He sighed. "What goes on between us is private. You shouldn't be saying stuff like that where anybody can here you! It's none of their business, to be frank. It's between us, private."

Sirius nodded. "I'm sorry." He said. "I won't do it again, I promise." Remus stared at him, disbelieving. "I promise!" Sirius said.

Remus sighed. "I don't believe you, but I'll forgive you." He put his book up, and began to study again.

Sirius grinned, eyeing Remus. He inched closer, put his hand on the book, and pushed it down, leaning in and kissing Remus passionately on the lips. Remus slowly put the book down on his lap, his knees lowering slightly. Sirius inched even closer, and put the book aside, leaning in, and kissing Remus. Sirius put one hand on his side. Remus reached a hand up on Sirius' cheek, and then slowly stopped the kiss. "Love, if you're going to study with me, you actually have to study."

"I am studying." Sirius said. "I'm studying you." He leaned in, and kissed him again.

Remus broke the kiss. "Love, I'm serious. I need to study."

"I don't."

"Well, I do." Remus said, putting the book on his lap. "At least help me."

Sirius sighed. "Alright." He sat next to him on the bed, and they studied. Afterwards, they had a heavy snog session, much like the one they had had the night before, before going to sleep.

It was not long before it was the time of the Quidditch Final. James and his team where in the Gryffindor Locker Room, all waiting before the game. "This is it, team." James said. "My final game at Hogwarts, and my final game as your captain. I have enjoyed being your captain this year." There was silence in the Locker Room. This was Sirius and Stacey's final game as well. After James was sure that everyone had their time to think, he said, "Now, let's run those Slytherins into the ground and go out this year on top!" The team whopped and hollered as they lined up, and walked outside. James shook hands with the Slytherin team Captain, and the game began.

Both teams played spectacularly. James and his Chasers were at the top of their game, and Sirius and Jack ensured that the Bludgers stayed away from their team, and Stacey saved quite a few of the shots. 30 minutes in, and score was 70 – 60 to Slytherin as the Quaffle had just gotten past Stacey. Right then, Josh and the Slytherin Seeker went into a dive. The snitch had been spotted! Everyone turned and looked, waiting on bated breath. Slowly, Josh's hand closed around the snitch. Gryffindor had won the game! The team sailed to the ground, and put their arms around Josh, congratulating him and themselves for winning the Quidditch Final!

That night, there was a party in the Gryffindor Common Room. It was getting late, so Lily told James to close the party down. James refused. They stood there arguing for a few moments before Lily herself started to shut it down. No one listened to her though. So, she threatened them with detention and enough point loss that they would lose the House Cup, which they were in the lead for at the moment. Slowly, they made their way to their dormitories.

Sirius and Remus got into bed together, and drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.