A/N: This is my favorite chapter.

Chapter 11: What Goes Around Comes Around

Harry slowly stuck his head out of his bedroom door and checked the hallway. Sirius had been home for two days and he was driving Harry and Remus up the wall. The two of them hadn't been able to get a moment alone together. If they went into the living room Sirius was there, if they had a snack in the kitchen Sirius was hungry, if they went for a walk Sirius decided the fresh air would do him good. Harry was beginning to wonder if the village had a dogcatcher that wouldn't be averse to a few extra pounds for services rendered.

The hallway was clear, so Harry stepped out into the hall and headed for the guestroom. Moving slowly and carefully he avoided the squeaky floorboard and quickly slipped into Remus's room.

As soon as he turned around he was pulled into an embrace. "Is he asleep? Did he hear you moving around?" The werewolf whispered, eyes darting from Harry to the door.

"He's in his room, finally. I'm surprised he didn't suggest we all camp out on the living room floor!" Harry said with a roll of his eyes.

"He means well, I think. He even called me Moony the other day, I wasn't sure I was ever going to hear that again." Remus said with a smile.

"I'm glad, I just feel a bit smothered. Let's not waste time talking, " said Harry, kissing Remus and pushing him back so that he was sitting on the bed. Harry then dropped to his knees and began pulling at Remus's sleep pants.

Remus shrugged. "I hope you don't expect me to argue."

Harry had managed to strip Remus and was just leaning forward when a loud banging noise came from the kitchen.

"Fuck" said Remus.

"Dammit, I'm trying, " Harry said, running a hand through his hair. "I take it that means the mutt is awake. I better go and see what he's up to before he comes looking for us."

Remus shook his head, "Maybe we should just tell him. Do you think he'll back off if he realizes we aren't lonely?"

Harry sighed, "I don't know, he's so over-protective. I don't know how he'll react. I better go. Sweet dreams, Re." Harry quickly brushed a kiss over Remus's lips and slipped out the door headed for the kitchen.

He entered the kitchen to find Sirius standing over a large pot on the stove, stirring slowly.

"Harry!" Sirius said with a smile, "Did I wake you? I'm sorry. I couldn't sleep so I decided to make some hot chocolate. It will be good to have some company."

Harry forced a smile; his godfather never stopped trying to take care of him. "Sure, Sirius. Hot chocolate would be nice. I'm not going to be able to sleep for a while."

"Good," said Sirius placing two steaming mugs on the table, "So, have you talked to Hermione lately? I saw her a few days ago; a little battle injury, nothing dire. She fixed me right up. Very talented girl, our Hermione."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "No, apparently I don't talk to her as often as you do."

Sirius blushed, "Oh well, I owled her yesterday and invited her to dinner tomorrow. I wonder if she's read that article in the new issue of Transfiguration Today."

Harry nodded absently. He would have to make sure Hermione didn't say anything about his relationship with Remus. She was sure to know the minute she saw them together.

"Well, I think I'm ready to get some sleep. I'll see you in the morning. " Sirius said. Harry couldn't help but notice his godfather hadn't drank even a sip of hot chocolate.

"I think Sirius suspects." Harry said, pulling Remus closer to him. He had already told Remus about the hot chocolate incident. When Sirius was called into the office this morning it took all of Harry's control not to show how happy he was. He and Remus had wasted no time in getting to the bedroom and were now lounging comfortably against each other.

"It would be like him to do this on purpose." Remus conceded, "But if he knows then why hasn't he done anything? Surely he can't be too happy about me defiling his precious godson."

Harry got a glint in his eye that Remus recognized from when James was up to something. "I think he fancies Hermione, he can't call you a dirty old man, because that would make him one too."

"Interesting, and she's coming over for dinner tonight?" Remus said.

"Exactly. I think it's time we got even." Harry said.

Remus rolled him over so he could look Harry in the eye, "And how do you feel about Sirius and Hermione together?"

"I can't really complain can I? I just hope it doesn't end badly. I think that whether things go really well or really bad with those two eventually I'm going to be looking for my own flat." Harry said, "Of course, that does offer several advantages."

Remus smiled and flipped Harry so he was on top of the younger man. "It certainly does. So I take it I should follow your lead at dinner tonight?"

"Feel free to jump in any time. I bet you can push his buttons pretty well. Now, how am I going to keep busy until dinner tonight?" Harry said, bucking his hips.

"I'm sure I can think of something," said Remus, leaning down to kiss Harry.

That evening Hermione arrived for dinner and was promptly pulled down the hall by Harry for a quick chat.

"Hermione, you can't say anything about Remus and I being together." Harry said.

"You and Remus? When did that happen? Sirius doesn't know? The two of you are…"

Harry cut her off. "Together, yes. He's " Harry blushed, "He's really wonderful, Hermione. Let me ask you a question. I promise that whatever you say is okay. I just need to know."

Hermione gave him a wary look, "Okay, I guess."

"How do you feel about Sirius?"

Hermione blushed and her eyes widened, "Really, Harry I would never…"

Sirius's voice interrupted her from the kitchen letting them know that dinner was ready. Harry noticed that Hermione had nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of his voice.

Harry shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry Hermione. Do what makes you happy, but play along tonight?" Before she could reply Harry turned and headed for the kitchen.

They went to take their seats and Harry quickly made sure that he sat next to Hermione and Remus did as well leaving Sirius the remaining chair. Sirius paused, but took his seat.

"Hermione, I have a friend I think you should meet. He works at the Prophet and he was Head Boy at one of the Australian wizarding schools." Harry said, keeping one eye on Sirius.

Hermione started to object but seeing Remus nod she smiled and said, "Sure Harry, I could use a night out."

Sirius looked like he wanted to say something but he held it back.

"So Hermione, did you see the most recent article in Transfiguration Today? The one on animal instincts in the animagus?"

Remus could hear the leer inherent in Sirius's attempt to flirt and decided it was his turn for some fun. "Oh, is that why Prongs had to chase you away from every stray bitch in Hogsmeade? We thought that was just the human side taking over the dog."

Harry's control was sorely tested once again as he did his best not to spray his pumpkin juice all over the table. "No wonder he was so enthusiastic to take me to the park when I was a kid."

Sirius shot poison looks at both his friend and his godson. "No, I was talking about loyalty to the pack, but obviously that's lost on some people."

There was silence for a while as they ate until Sirius brought out the pudding.

"I made raspberry tarts," Sirius said, "Would you like the first bite Hermione?" Sirius held the pastry up to Hermione's lips and watched intently as she took a dainty bite and murmured in appreciation.

"Sirius knows all about tarts," said Remus cheerfully.

Harry saw his cue and chimed in, "He should after Calliope and Katrina!"

Sirius glared at Harry, "Not every woman was willing to give the sort-of notorious Sirius Black a chance, especially when he came equipped at 22 with child. I certainly wasn't ready to settle for them."

Harry looked down and bit his lip; maybe he had gone too far.

Hermione saved the day, "Oh, I doubt very many were able to resist. There is something sexy about a man who shows responsibility. I bet a woman worth waiting for is right around the corner."

Sirius smiled, "Or right under my nose."