AN: I made this amusing Typo on chapter Twenty of Imprisoned in the Past, so I got to wondering... what is a betrayal contact?

Peverell Beach House, Cornwall, 5/13/1982, 12:19

Harry was very surprised at this piece of news and couldn't help but wonder how anyone could possibly do something so stupid.

"Let me get this straight, you wrote the contract and it was signed in blood by you and lord Bones?" Harry asked rubbing his temples.

"Yep."

"You both wrote it while the two of you were piss drunk?" Harry pressed.

"Uh-huh."

"And completely cocked up the label?" Harry sighed.

"Pretty much," Sirius admitted looking embarrassed.

"So instead of a betrothal contract, you and Amelia Bones are in a betrayal contract," Harry finished.

"Yes, and we're already feeling the effects, we pretty much have to do the opposite of every stipulation in the contract that would be defined as betrayal," Sirius sighed.

"And you're solution to that problem is for me to shag your wife while you watch so she can tell you how much better of a lover I am than you," Harry said deadpan.

"Essentially yes, from what Andy tells me a betrayal big enough will completely nullify the contract," Sirius said rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"Buggering hell Padfoot, I'm under contract too, you know," Harry pointed out.

"I can give you a temporary reprieve from your contract as lord Black, look I just found a way to ease off the symptoms of the contract but I can't keep shagging my cousins indefinitely," Sirius explained looking desperate.

"Cousins as in plural?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Andi and Cissa, in the same day... at the same time," Sirius said getting a far off look in his eye.

"Huh, you Blacks are like a bucket of rabbits aren't you?" Harry chuckled.

"Not funny, Cissa is quite enamoured with me now, you have to help me before this gets out of hand she's already talking about babies," Sirius pleaded looking absolutely desperate.

"You'll have to talk to Bella," Harry shrugged.

"Oh, Bella is fine with it, provided you give me the Black Villa in Nice," Bella said from the kitchen door.

"And?" Harry asked knowing that wasn't all.

"Harry Polyjuices himself to look like Severus Snape while he shags Bones," Bella continued pleased at the look of horror on Sirius' face.

"Oh, bugger that sounds awful," Harry muttered looking green at the thought.

"Fine, Gilderoy Lockhart then, that way Bella can enjoy the show," Bella corrected.

"Done," Sirius said at once.

"Where is Amelia now?" Harry asked.

"Last I know she was shagging Ted, that was the only way he would agree to let Andy help, the berk seemed pretty enthusiastic come to think on it," Sirius said thoughtfully.

"Imagine that a man wants to sleep with a stacked redhead," Harry muttered sarcastically.

"Well let's get this over with," Bella said summoning a vial of polyjuice and a golden hair from upstairs.

" You already have a hair from Gilderoy Lockhart?" Harry asked incredulously.

"Yes, I thought we could make my birthday special," Bella shrugged.

"Alright get Amelia ready," Harry sighed as he watched Bella drop the hair in tbe potion.

Amelia came in looking a mess, her hair was rumpled and three of the buttons of her robe were unbuttoned.

"Did he agree?" Ameilia asked tiredly.

"Yes but he can only do it under polyjuice," Sirius sighed.

Harry took the potion and guzzled it down soon transforming into the golden-haired ponce he remembered from his second year.

"Bugger of all the people you could have picked," Amelia exclaimed unhappily.

"What is the problem?" Harry said in an exaggeratedly charming voice.

"I've been with Lockhart before, he's hung like a gnome," Amelia complained.

"What!?" Bellatrix demanded before ripping Harry's pants down and scowling.

"I'm a grower, not a shower," Harry protested in amusement.

"Oh there is no growing, it just stands a bit higher," Ameila assured him.

"Huh, Lockhart really was compensating for something," Harry muttered.

A few minutes later Harry finished the task and raised up off of a thoroughly bored looking Amelia as a light flashed over her and Sirius.

"Can I see that contract?" Harry asked.

"No, it just burst in flames," Sirius said with a shrug.

Harry had to wait a while for his old appearance to return but finally, it did.

"Buggering hell, I could have had that instead!" Amelia exclaimed when Harry had turned back to himself.

"Only Bella gets the beaters bat," Bellatrix smirked.

Harry had just gotten dressed when the flames in the fireplace flared green and Arcturus stepped out looking pleased.

"Sirius my boy, you are the best grandson a grandfather could have," Arcturus beamed making Bella cough to hide her snort.

"Why is that?" Sirius asked in confusion.

"The tapestry my boy, two sets of twins sired by the current lord Black," Arcturus exclaimed happily.

"You don't mean-

" Andromeda and Narcissa of course, I am so pleased," Arcturus beamed.

"Good luck with that," Amelia muttered.

"Fear not lady Black, the tapestry shows you too are with child, triplets in fact," Arcturus continued.

"Oh bugger, whose the father?" Amelia questioned apprehensively.

"Some bloke named Gilderoy Lockhart," Arcturus shrugged.