No Work and All Play; It's the Black Way

Long after Lily left the classroom, Sirius laid on the teacher's desk, staring at the ceiling. He was deep in thought, or at least as deep as he ever got. He was thinking about the amazing time with James Potter, the awkward experience with Professor Dumbledore, and the astounding go with Lily Evans. He didn't even notice when the door opened.

"Well, well," said Pimp!Harry, smirking. "It looks like we have an extra model, Homione," he said as he grabbed her ass, smirking.

Homione giggled. "What do you want to do with him, Harry?" she asked.

Sirius sat upright, suddenly realizing that he was still naked from before. He reached for his pants to cover himself, but Harry pulled them away and threw them into the rubbish bin, smirking as he did so.

"No need for those," Harry said, smirking. "Homione," he demanded, still smirking. "Be a good little slut and arouse our guest." He paused briefly, still smirking. "Wait, it appears he's already aroused. Go take off your clothes and make yourself useful."

"Anything you say, Harry," Homione said sweetly, starting to unbutton her blouse.

Sirius watched, unable to turn away.

"Now as for you, my little Black bitch," Harry said, smirking as he turned back to Sirius. "Do you like showers?" He slowly started to unbuckle his pants, smirking.