Harry and Severus wandered aimlessly through the too clean white halls of the hospital, weariness settling in. Remus had been in and out of consciousness for a while and they wanted to let Sirius have some time alone with him.

It was long after dark now and the hospital cafeteria was closed for the night; only vending machines supplied bitter coffee, crisps and candy bars. Severus was keen on blasting the machine with his wand, but Harry kept a small amount of muggle money in his coin sack (at the insistence of Hermione) and suggested they use that instead. What Harry forgot was that they were in America not London and his muggle money wouldn't work here anyway. He soon realised when the machine asked for dollars not pounds and, since they had no other option, allowed Sev to use magic on the vending machines. Severus rolled his eyes as he unfolded his arms and pushed away from the wall to 'work his magic'.

The pair gathered up their procured goods and found a small sitting area with an actual lounge and sat down to have their measly meal.

Harry picked at his food, he wasn't really that hungry, he was too busy thinking about how they were going to get Remus out of this hospital, and hoping he was going to be alright. He always seemed so unwell around the full moon, and even more so lately.

"You should eat, love," Severus interrupted Harry's thoughts.

Harry looked down at his hardly touched packet of crisps and unopened chocolate bar and sighed; he felt rather miserable.

Severus smiled softly, "I know this is difficult for you, Harry, but Remus will recover and we'll be back at Hogwarts before you know it. We just need to get out of this damn hospital, and I know you're going to be averse to using magic on the muggles but there may not be another way," his voice stayed low so that the nurses walking past couldn't hear.

"I've been thinking about it too and as much as I hate the idea, you may be right, but we should wait until Remus is fully conscious and able to walk," Harry reasoned and popped a crisp into his mouth.

Sev nodded, "Of course," the things he did for love, honestly.

Harry moved closer to his partner, and by the time he had finished his food Harry was almost in Severus' lap. The older man started to slowly plant light kisses on Harry's neck and ear.

"What are you doing?" Harry inquired, one eyebrow cocked as if he already knew what his lover was doing.

A small smirk appeared on Sev's face, "Helping you to relax, Potter," he whispered into Harry's ear.

"We're in a hospital, there's no place to 'relax' here!" Harry exclaimed, though the idea kind of excited him to be perfectly honest.

"Since when has that stopped us?" Severus' voice was already deepening sinfully.

Harry lent in and kissed him thoroughly, "Sirius is right about you; you are a bad influence," before Severus could look offended Harry added, "Where have you got in mind?"

"You always have a choice," Severus told him, "I caught sight of a janitor's closet around the corner."

"I would still choose you every time. Mmm sexy, come on then," Harry jumped up and followed Severus as he headed for the closet.

Harry glanced around to make sure no one would see them before he opened the door, and sure enough it was small, cramped and full of cleaning products and equipment. Harry stepped inside and the door clicked shut as Sev squeezed in behind him.

"Hmm, a bit more cramped than I imagined," Severus admitted, "do you still want to-" his words were cut off by lips kissing his own which he could only conclude was a 'yes'. Before he knew what was happening, Harry was on his knees dragging Sev's pants down to his mid-thigh and filling his mouth with the other man's growing erection.

"Shit!" Sev let out a hushed yelp, a mixture of surprise and the coldness of the door on his bare ass. He grabbed a handful of Harry's thick hair and thrust into his hot mouth a few times before he let the younger man work him. He knew Harry enjoyed a bit of manhandling and it felt so good.

After ample cock sucking time, Severus pulled Harry off and up by his hair and kissed him again. He chased the taste of himself in Harry's mouth, kissing him thoroughly as he hurriedly pushed down the younger man's pants. Harry ditched them and shivered in anticipation as Sev pushed three fingers into his mouth. Harry knew the drill and he made a show of sucking on them, readying them for himself.

Finally, Severus deemed them wet enough and the fingers found a different hole, easily stretching him open; it wasn't Harry's first rodeo.

"Sev, stop teasing, you know I'm ready," Harry said hurriedly, his breath coming out in short gasps.

The older wizard smirked and spun them around so Harry was against the door, it was slightly awkward due to the confined space, but Severus managed it relatively smoothly. Before Harry had a chance to ask what he was doing, the younger man was lifted up against the door and Sev whispered a lubrication spell as he slid into Harry, his lean, muscular legs pulled into place around Sev's waist.

There was no stopping from then on; Harry was pounded into the door repeatedly until his mind was blank with the need to come. The only sound came from the door rattling and his own moans mixed with Severus' grunts. Harry grabbed his needy erection and jerked himself furiously, his eyes rolled back and closed as his head fell back and hit the door.

"Harry, come."

The command was clear and exactly what Harry needed to hear, a cry tore from his throat as come spilled into his hand. Harry's body started to go limp and Sev let him down then continued to jerk himself until.

"I'm gonna come."

Harry was there ready and took him back into his mouth pushing Severus over the edge and catching the hot seed as it shot out.

When Severus had collected himself he helped Harry to his feet and fixed his partner's glasses before giving him one last lingering kiss.

They fixed themselves with another spell and opened the door once they deemed themselves ready only to almost run into Sirius, Harry immediately looked guilty.

Sirius was just as surprised as they were, he regarded both of them then the door and just shook his head, he seemed tired, "I don't even want to know."

"Is Remus okay?" Harry tried to steer away from the awkwardness.

Sirius' face showed an array of emotions, mostly concern, "He said he could feel the pull of the moon, so I put a bunch of charms and spells on him to hopefully keep him knocked out until morning, I think the concussion is helping, but we can't risk anything around this many muggles."

"You should get some sleep, Sirius, we can watch over him," Harry offered to his godfather. He knew the events in the last twenty-four hours had taken more of a toll on his godfather than he was really letting on.

"Thank you, I am exhausted. Come and get me if anything happens," Sirius didn't think he could stay awake much longer regardless, and that lounge looked very inviting and oh-so soft to his sleep deprived mind. He left them and went to lie down.

Harry and Sev went back to Remus' room and took up a position by the closed window on two semi-comfortable chairs. Harry had moved his chair so he could lay his head on Severus' shoulder and he promptly fell asleep. Sev stroked his partner's hair and lasted just until there was early morning light spilling out from under the curtains before he too succumbed to sleep.

The next thing they knew, the door was flung open and a middle-aged man in a blazer and using a cane (were there flames on the bottom?) came bursting into the room. The pair startled awake and jumped to their feet ready to face the threat. The man was already looking at Remus' clipboard.

"Who the hell are you?" Severus demanded with a bit more anger than he meant.

The man hobbled around the bed and began to check Remus' pulse and eyes, "Don't worry, I'm a doctor," he announced as if that explained everything.