Author's Note:

So, I just wrote the beginning of the ending to this story — still haven't written most of the middle, but I know how it's going to end LOL. Strange right? To quote Ron Weasley — I need to sort out my priorities ;)

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CHAPTER SIXTY:

The One Where Sirius Shags the Realtor

Werewolves had mates.

Remus had no idea.

It made sense the more Adrian explained it to him. Each werewolf had a soulmate or a mate out there for them. The wolf can have known their mate for years, but it just takes one moment for the bond to click for them. The moment it does, the male is unable to stop thinking about the female. The male can have sex with as many other females as he so desires, but he will never be truly satisfied until he allows himself to bond with his mate. The male will only be sated when he finds his mate and spills his seed deep inside of her while he bites her hard enough to draw blood. The mark seals them as soulmates and once mated for life, it can never be erased once that step is taken; it will remain even after death. And once mated, the male will never stray to another. If the mate of the werewolf is human, it will not turn them or give them any indication that they are becoming a werewolf because it was a mating bite, done during intercourse and sealing the bond between the two. For the bond to be completely equal on both sides, the woman must also mark the man during sex and if the woman does not choose to do this, she can leave at any time, not bound to the wolf in the same capacity.

The male will never be able to find another.

Remus simply stared at him. "I've known her for years and just… suddenly I saw her and it was like she was… she was the most beautiful woman on the planet."

Adrian smiled sympathetically. "I get that and if she was too young at the time, the bond wouldn't start to show itself until she had reached sexual maturity. But the reason you're having these dreams and these reactions to her is because she's your soulmate. There's no other explanation."

Remus nodded, his ears flushed. "What if I… reject this notion?"

Adrian shrugged, his brow furrowed. "You can. No one is going to force you to be with this woman nor vice versa, but without her you will always feel like something in your life is missing; that something is almost empty inside of you and as someone who is very happily mated himself — the sex will never be as good with anyone as it could be with her."

"What if I had sex with her, but I didn't bite her… I didn't mark her as my mate?"

"It's only going to make you more territorial until you stake your claim and make her yours. You will be jealous and irrational over anyone who even looks at her. That's the wolf in you. Having sex with her will sate you, make you feel better, and make you relaxed and happy, but until you claim her as yours, you will continue to be unsatisfied and irrational. She has to know what it means for her if you bite her and if she isn't interested in bonding with you in that way, it will hurt you. Her rejection will affect you in more ways than you can possibly imagine. Your soul will ache for her — always. She will feel that connection to you, be drawn to you herself, but maybe not understand why. You both have to accept the other to make the connection and if you don't, your souls will ache as if a piece is missing. That feeling will never go away."

Remus had went home that night feeling even more confused than when he had gone to meet Adrian. The only thing that he was absolutely sure of was that there was no way in hell he was going to hurt Nymphadora by allowing her to become his mate.

He would just ignore it.

If he ignored it, he couldn't give her the option of rejecting him and he wouldn't risk hurting her. He could deal with being miserable, that was something he was used to.

That was simple enough, he told himself stubbornly.

Just ignore it.

And if she didn't know anything about it, then she would be able to ignore it as well.

Just ignore it.

He only hoped he could.

~ ASC ~

The year 1991 came in with a bang and Remus did everything in his power to try to stop thinking about Nymphadora. Sirius was starting to worry slightly about his friend. He had noticed a change in his behaviour since the holidays, but he was left wondering what the change could be as Remus seemed to be spending a lot of his time with different women as of late. Usually Muggles, but the occasional witch had found herself in the arms of one Remus Lupin and Sirius was wondering what exactly was going through his friend's mind as it was very out of character for him to be with so many women.

Adrian had told him the truth, but Remus was quite determined to prove him wrong. However, he was soon discovering that Adrian had been right. He was left unsatisfied no matter how many women he was with, no matter how many orgasms he had. His feeling of relaxation and of being sated lasted minutes only before an empty pang seemed to fill him. But nothing seemed to work. He dreamed of her, he fantasized about her, and despite his intentions not too — he thought of her when he touched himself.

He found himself counting down the days until he could see her again; just to see her, he told himself. To see her would be enough. He would make it be enough.

While Remus was struggling with the new information that the Alpha had told him and trying to stop his rampant fantasies of Tonks from coming to head, Sirius left him alone for the most part. He knew his friend well enough to know that it wasn't the time to push, eventually Remus would come around.

Someone else came around in mid February in the form of a curvy redhead named Jennifer Berry, who introduced herself to Sirius and Harry while they were building a snow fort in the front yard.

Sirius stood up, dusting snow from his hands as she approached. "Miss Berry," he said, recognizing her from the photo on the for sale sign on the Morrisons' front yard.

"Hi," she said kindly, extending her hand. "Mr Black, right?"

He nodded. "Correct. You are the realtor for the Morrison cottage."

She nodded. "I am. I'm just introducing myself to the neighbours so that everyone will get used to seeing me around and about. I plan on doing some basic renovations on the cottage before I have an open house next week."

Sirius slipped his gloved hands into his pockets. "Sounds like a start." His eyes moved down her body and he wondered how much of her was winter gear bulk and how much was actual curves. He had always liked curvy women. "You'll be selling it to a wizarding family?"

She smiled, licking her lips. "That's the plan. If after two years, the house is still on the market that's when we will look into opening it up to the Muggles. But it's a great cottage and it's in a great location so, I think that by the summer there will be quite a few interested buyers." Her eyes fell on Harry who was crawling out of the snow fort. "Is that your son?"

"Yes. Harry, this is Miss Berry. She's working to sell Mr and Mrs Morrison's house next door," Sirius said, smiling when Harry came to stand next to him.

"Call me Jennifer, please."

"Hello," Harry said, politely, smiling at her.

Jennifer Berry smiled back. "It's lovely to meet you, Harry. I'll try my best to sell it to a wizarding family with children. Maybe you'll be able to make new friends."

"That would be good," he told her, turning to Sirius. "I'm going inside for some hot chocolate."

Sirius nodded. "Go on, I'll be inside soon." He watched as Harry hurried off and he turned to smiled at the realtor. "If there's nothing else…"

She smiled at him. "No, nothing else. I just wanted to introduce myself." Her eyes fell on the cottage behind him. "Raising a son on your own; that's quite an accomplishment. Mrs Morrison spoke highly of you."

Sirius smirked at her. "Asked about me, did you?"

She smirked back. "When I learned there was a very shag-able single father next door, I might have pried a little."

Sirius grinned at her. "Shag-able?"

Jennifer took a step closer to him, her tongue flitting out to touch her top lip. "Precisely." She passed him a business card. "I'll see you around, Mr Black."

Sirius watched her saunter down the drive and he grinned. A sexy realtor working next door definitely wasn't a bad thing after all. When she disappeared from his sight, he headed inside to find Harry.

Hot chocolate sounded pretty good right now.

~ ASC ~

As March blew in, Sirius heard from Althea. She had given birth to twin boys who they named Niko Alexander and Nilo Alexander. Babies and mother were all doing wonderfully and Xander was apparently quite the attentive papa. The news had made Sirius grin.

March also blew in more of Jennifer Berry.

The realtor had 'stopped by' twice more since her initial introduction, the third time inviting Sirius over to see the first open house. He agreed to stop by and Harry voted going over to visit Remus instead as he had no desire to go to the open house. It was probably a good choice on Harry's part, Sirius thought, as he pinned Jennifer up against the bathroom sink. When she had asked if he wanted to join her at the pub for a bite to eat, he had accepted and when she followed him into the men's bathroom of the pub before they had even ordered their food, he had only been a little surprised. But after her mentioning that he was shag-able, he was more than interested in proving her right.

It had really been too long since he'd had a woman.

He had tugged her into one of the stalls, his fingers moving between her legs and her eyes rolled back in pleasure as he worked her over. When he took her against the stall door, the groans she made were loud and Sirius buried his face in her shoulder as pounded her against the stall, the metal of the door shaking at the hinges with every thrust until he finished.

Jennifer grinned at him, her hair a dishevelled mess and she carefully adjusted her skirt. "I knew you'd be good at that."

Sirius grinned back at her as he zipped up his jeans. He nipped at her lips. "That was only a pre-show, darling. Take me home and you'll really see what I can do."

She had. And he had definitely shown her. And he had discovered that she wasn't a natural redhead.

March also brought in Remus' birthday and as part of Remus' birthday present, they went to see The Weird Sisters perform an afternoon concert in London. It was a great concert and they left with tee shirts again and smiles on their faces.

"I'm thinking of getting tickets to see Billy Idol for the summer," Sirius told Remus with a grin. "He's great and I love his stuff, but we have to bring Tonks with us or she'd never forgive me."

Remus chuckled at that. Tonks was a huge Billy Idol fan. "You can make it her gift for finishing school."

Sirius nodded. "All right, I'm going to check out tickets."

Harry grinned up at his godfather. "I like going to concerts."

Sirius grinned back at him. "Me too." He ruffled Harry's hair. "Do you think that we should get Tonks anything else cool? She was accepted into the Auror boot camp program."

"She heard back?" Remus asked in interest. The idea of Tonks being an Auror intrigued him.

Sirius nodded. "Andy told me the other day. Apparently she starts the camp in late August as long as her NEWT scores satisfy. If she makes it through the twelve week training camp, she goes through a series of in depth tests and then she can start training in the Academy. She's beyond excited. It's hard to get into that program."

Remus nodded. It was damn near impossible if he remembered correctly. One had to not only have the brains and the talent for it, they had to do something worthwhile enough to impress the judges.

"Do you think her Metamorphmagus skills might have something to do with her getting in?"

"Oh, I imagine it's a huge asset, but if she didn't cut it in the other areas, that wouldn't be enough to get her in. She's pumped for the boot camp. Andy said that she's started running around the Black Lake every morning, trying to prepare herself for the physical aspects of the camp. I'm so bloody proud of her," he said with a grin. "She's going to be one hell of a bad-arse Auror."

"Yes, I imagine she will be," Remus said as a mental image of her with handcuffs made him flush. "But er, concert tickets that seems like a great gift."

Harry grinned up at his uncles. "I want to give her something too."

"Of course, Prongslet. Anything you want. We have a few months to decide still," Sirius said with a grin. "In the meantime, let's go to that record store and see what new music we can bring home."

Harry nodded, grinning widely as he hurried into the store. He stopped rather suddenly in front of the steel stringed acoustic guitar that was sitting on the stand. He gently reached out and ran his thumb along the strings and Sirius smiled at him.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Harry nodded, carefully tucking his hands into his pockets. "It is."

"Your dad loved his guitar. He was a musician at heart, I always thought. It calmed him to play music, to sing. It was something he loved very much," Sirius told him, placing a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Do… do you think that I should play too?"

Sirius knelt down in front of Harry so that they were eye level. He touched Harry's chin and he smiled. "Do you want to play the guitar, Prongslet?"

Harry shrugged. "I dunno."

Sirius flicked his chin lightly, smiling. "James Potter was an amazing bloke. He was funny and talented and smart and he had a wicked sense of humour. He was easy to love and he had a way about him that just made everyone feel welcome. You're a lot like him, Harry. I look at you and I see James sometimes in the way that you laugh and how you pull pranks and how you love and treat others. But you are more like your mother than your father."

Harry's eyes met Sirius' in surprise. "I am?"

Sirius nodded, smiling warmly. "You are. Lily was sweet and kind, but she had a talent for getting revenge when she felt it was due. She was funny and so sarcastic. You have her eyes, but you also have her big heart and her smile. And like your mum, you can't sing at all."

He laughed at that, grinning up at his godfather. "That's true. I'm not a very good singer."

Sirius smiled at him. "No, you are not. Neither could your mum, but your mum loved to listen and to watch your dad play his guitar. She thought it was sexy, but she also liked how it seemed to calm him down. After you were born, they were both worried about the war and worried about you growing up in such dark times and when Jamie would worry, he'd pull out the guitar and just absently strum it, tuning it, singing softly, and mixing songs up to make her smile — to make you smile. But she never had any desire to learn an instrument herself. She wasn't a musician. Jamie could play almost any musical instrument, but the guitar was his speciality and he sometimes would play alongside of Uncle Moony on the piano or with your grandmother who also played the piano quite beautifully. But your mum, she just loved to listen."

Harry stared at the guitar for a long moment. "So, it's okay if I don't learn how to play?"

Sirius kissed Harry's forehead. "It is more than okay, Prongslet. You are your own person, a perfect mix of James and Lily that makes you uniquely Harry. And you know what, Harry, you don't have to do a single thing that your parents did unless you want to."

Harry hugged Sirius tight and reached out to strum the strings again. "It is pretty."

He draped an arm over Harry's shoulders when he stood up. "If you want to learn how to play then you can learn, but if you just think you should because your dad did, then no, Harry."

Harry grinned up at him. "I don't want to learn how to play. I just want to listen to the music like my mum."

"Good choice, Prongslet," Sirius said with a grin. "Now come on; let's see what exciting new albums we can find.

An hour later, Sirius' arms were full of new records including Innuendo by Queen, Presto by Rush, Blow Up Your Video by ACDC, Bleach by Nirvana, New Jersey by Bon Jovi, Like A Prayer by Madonna (who was a total babe according to Sirius), Wide Awake in Dreamland by Pat Benatar, and Whiplash Smile by Billy Idol. He was quite pleased with himself.

They went home laden with their purchases and Sirius put the Rush album on the wireless as they made dinner. Harry carefully mashed the potatoes, mixing them carefully before placing them in the bowl and grinning at his godfather. The two of them had become quite the cooking duo over the years.

The fireplace lit up and Harry hurried out of the kitchen to see who it was, grinning widely at the sight of Ginny.

"Ginny!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

Ginny scratched her nose and smiled up at Sirius when he stepped into the living room. "Mum sent me over with this," she passed the large box to Sirius with a smile. "She said she made too much, but I think she just wanted to make sure that you and Harry got some of the fresh batch. She knows how much Harry loves her treacle tart."

Harry's eyes widened in glee. "Treacle tart?"

Ginny grinned at him and kissed his cheek. "It's good. I made this one. Bye!"

She hurried back in the fireplace and was gone as Sirius opened the box. "Mmm, this is quite a lot of treacle tart, Harry. We're going to have some good dessert after dinner."

"Maybe just a little slice now?" Harry asked eagerly, knowing exactly how good Mrs Weasley's treacle tart was and slightly intrigued to see if Ginny's tasted the same.

Sirius grinned at him and pointed to the rule board on the kitchen wall. "What does number four say?"

Harry sighed dramatically making Sirius laugh. "No dessert if we don't eat our vegetables."

"Right, so dinner first, Prongslet." He placed the box of fresh treacle tart on the counter and grinned at his godson. "Now, give Marauder his dinner so we can eat ours."

~ ASC ~

As March moved into April, Sirius continued to spend time with Jennifer. He liked the realtor. He liked her smile and he really liked the sex. The last time he had Flooed to her place she had been sitting on the chesterfield completely naked with a glass of wine in her hand. She had merely smirked at him in greeting, spread her thighs, and waited for him to undress.

He'd shagged her so hard they'd moved the chesterfield halfway across the room. She was intriguing to him and quite a tease. He was surprised by how much he liked her considering they had never been on an actual date nor had much in the way of conversations. By May, he was convinced the sex was almost too good to be true when she rode him against the front door of her home and then slid down to her knees to finish him off.

And he learned it was, when he showed up unexpectedly at her place at the end of May, and caught her shagging another man.

He wasn't upset by it.

She had been nothing to him outside of the sex. He didn't even think they'd had an actual conversation, but Sirius Black had one strong rule — he didn't share.

And he told her as much when she tried to apologize.

"Berry, it's fine. Fuck him instead, but we're done. See you around."

He had left her shouting apologies to him as he Flooed away. Remus was sitting in the living room when he got back.

"Well, that was fast even for you?"

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Ha ha, you're hilarious, Moony."

Remus merely raised an eyebrow when his friend took a seat next to him. "Thought you were going over to shag the realtor?"

"Was. She was shagging someone else."

Remus stared at him in surprise. "Damn, I'm sorry, Padfoot."

Sirius shrugged. "Its fine. It's not like we were together or anything. I never even took her out on a single date."

"True," Remus said, grinning. "But I think she's the woman that you shagged the longest since Althea left."

Sirius grinned. "She was a good shag. But you know me, Moony, I don't share."

Remus smirked at him. "On that we are both in full agreement. Besides, there have been some bites on the Morrison cottage, I imagine she won't be around much longer."

"Whatever, I got some sex out of the deal."

Remus laughed. "Ever the gentlemen."

Sirius simply grinned at him. "Naturally. Where's Harry?"

"He's still outside trying to put together that huge lego village. It's taken up half the patio by now."

"That sounds immensely more fun than thinking about how I'm not going to get laid today," he said standing up. "Want to come outside and help, Rem?"

Remus shook his head with a grin. "No, you go. If you're back, I have a few things I need to work on at home. I'll see you later."

Sirius nodded at his friend as he stepped into the fireplace and he headed outside, smiling at the sight of Harry building diligently.

Jennifer Berry wasn't even a blimp in his thoughts.

~ ASC ~

When June came around, Harry was bouncing in excitement at the prospect of getting to go to Hogwarts for Tonks' end of school ceremony. Hearing stories for years from Sirius and Remus about how great their time had been at Hogwarts, hearing from the twins and from Percy, Charlie, and Bill about how great Hogwarts was, Harry couldn't wait for his own letter to arrive, which Sirius assured him would be coming within the next month or so. But the prospect of getting to see the castle now… he was beyond elated.

"Uncle Padfoot, let's go!" Harry demanded, yelling up the stairs.

Sirius grinned as he buttoned his shirt on his way down. "I'm coming, I'm coming. Calm down, Prongslet. The ceremony doesn't even start for another hour."

Harry grinned as he watched his godfather button his shirt. "I want to see Hogwarts!"

Sirius smiled, ruffling Harry's hair. "Pretty soon, you'll be going to school there and you'll see it every day."

Harry smiled. "But today I get to see it now. Will Auntie Minnie be there?"

"Absolutely," Sirius told him, smiling. He tucked his shirt into his pants and adjusted his belt. "There, I'm ready. Do you have Tonks' present?"

Harry hurried over to the coffee table to grab the gift bag. "Here!"

Sirius smiled and checked his watch. "Moony is going to meet us there. Come on."

They stepped into the Floo together and took off, landing in McGonagall's office.

McGonagall smiled warmly at them. "Harry! Sirius!"

Harry hurried forward to hug her and she grinned. "Hi, Auntie Minnie! Tonks finishes Hogwarts today!"

"Yes, she does," McGonagall said with a smile. She hugged Sirius when he embraced her. "You two are a little early."

"Harry has been beyond excited at the prospect of being in Hogwarts."

McGonagall chuckled. "I can see that. All right, well, we can have a mini tour on our way down to the grounds."

Harry beamed at her and let Sirius take his arm as they followed McGonagall out of her office down the dark corridor. Harry's eyes were on everything, wide and fascinated as he looked at the suits of armour and the portraits on the walls. By the time they made it onto the grounds where the ceremony was being held by the Black Lake, Harry kept staring back at the castle in awe. The prospect of coming to school here was both daunting and thrilling to him.

He took his seat next to Sirius. He waved at the Weasleys, who were sitting in a different section to be closer to Charlie, who was also finishing at Hogwarts this year. Ginny was sitting on Mr Weasley's lap so that she could see the stage. Harry smiled when Remus arrived a few moments before the ceremony and sat on his other side. Professor Dumbledore spoke about the class of 1991 and the accomplishments they had made over the last seven years. When Tonks' name was called, Professor Sprout, her Head of House, proudly announced that she would be attending the Auror Boot Camp in August with plans of getting into the Academy. Harry cheered loudly for her as Andromeda mopped at her tears.

After the ceremony, Tonks hurried towards them, hugging Harry tightly and kissing her parents.

"I'm finished!"

Andromeda wiped tears from her eyes as she hugged her daughter. "Oh, I'm so proud of you, darling!" She kissed both of her cheeks. "You did so wonderful on your NEWTs and now you're going to be an Auror — I can't believe it! My little pixie, all grown up!"

Ted tugged his daughter close, kissing her forehead. "My brave little warrior. You're going to make a great Auror."

"Thanks, Mum, thanks, Dad," she said, hugging them both tightly.

Sirius wrapped his arms around her. "Try not to be so clumsy in training now, stealth is important."

Tonks rolled her eyes. "It's not like I'm clumsy on purpose! And come on, I don't even start training until October. I have to make it through the boot camp first."

She turned to Remus and hugged him tight, intentionally pressing herself up against him. She had many months to think about his reaction at Christmas and when she had seen him in the crowd, she knew that she wasn't going to let him just forget about that kiss.

"Thanks for coming, Remus."

"You're welcome," he said, demanding his body to cool it. "Congratulations." When she pulled away, he almost sighed in disappointment at the loss of contact.

Tonks grinned widely at them. "So, where are we going to celebrate?"

Ted chuckled and draped an arm around his daughter. "I made us reservations at that Muggle Thai restaurant you love."

"Aw, Dad," she said, kissing his cheek.

They ate at the restaurant, smiling and laughing as Tonks told stories about her final year and some of the stuff that she had gotten away with prank wise, much to the dismay of her mother (Ted was actually quite amused which caused Andromeda to glare at him in disapproval).

Sirius kept his eyes on Remus as often as he could. He watched as Remus carefully tried not to look at Tonks unless she was speaking. He watched the back of his friend's neck flush when Tonks' fingers brushed his when she passed him the salt and he knew that he wasn't crazy. Remus was very much interested in his cousin and Sirius could also see that he was very stubbornly refusing to do anything about it.

Sirius knew the age difference was vast, it was true, but he also knew that age was only a number and if both of them were interested in the other, he saw no reason why they shouldn't attempt at making something work. But he also knew his friend and he knew that Remus was immovable when he wanted to be. Not to mention the most stubborn person he knew.

Tonks on the other hand was annoyed.

She was incredibly happy that her family had brought her out to her favourite restaurant to celebrate her acceptance into the Auror training program. She was pleased to see Harry, who essentially was her little brother, and Sirius here as well and she was even more pleased to see Remus. Her ex-boyfriend David had accused her of thinking of other things whenever they snogged and Tonks knew that it had been true. She had kissed three boys since Remus had kissed her over Christmas break and not one of them made her feel an inkling of what he had made her feel just by sitting next to her right now.

His golden brown hair was wavy around his ears and over the collar of his shirt like he had forgotten to get a haircut. He wore brown dress pants and a matching tweed jacket with leather elbow patches that Tonks found way sexier then she should. His white dress shirt was adorned with a gold and black tie. His eyes, those intense golden brown, almost amber surrounded by the pale lashes had haunted her dreams for months.

He was speaking to her father now, his hands moving as he spoke and she tried not to stare at him. He was explaining how in his lessons with Harry they had gone to the British Museum to look at the artefacts from the nineteenth century. His voice was melodic sounding, that patient teacher voice that made her want to lean in and bite his bottom lip.

What would he do, she wondered, if she simply leaned in and bit that bottom lip of his? Would he call her a child again or claim that it was a mistake that he had kissed her to begin with? Oh, that had hurt her, and after she had gone home to lick her wounds, she knew that he had done it intentionally. He was attracted to her. She was sure of it.

Tonks reached for the butter chicken sauce, intentionally brushing his arm and she felt him tense at the contact. She tried not to smile in glee. Then she decided to be a bit bolder. She placed her left hand in her lap to fiddle with the napkin and then she carefully slid it to the left, gently brushing his thigh and he knocked over the glass of water on the table.

"Sorry," Remus exclaimed, quickly picking up the glass and attempting to dry the table cloth with his napkin.

Tonks only smiled to herself, an innocent look on her face. It definitely wasn't one-sided and she didn't care how long it took her, she would make him admit that he wanted her.

There was nothing she liked more than a challenge.

End Author's Notes:

Althea and Xander Papakonstantinou

Niko Alexander & Nilo Alexander (Born in February 1991)

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