MOONLIGHT SONATA

Disclaimer: Disclaimed! I do not own Harry Potter.

Warnings: Slash, yaoi, boy boy romance - whatever you want to call it WARNING: IN THIS CHAPTER REMUS LUPIN ENACTS CRUEL AND UNUSUAL PUNISHMENT Oh, and there's feels in this chapter too, lots of warm, fuzzy feels.

"Ready to talk about it now, mate?" Ron asked as he sat down at the Gryffindor Table for dinner, "or are you going to attack your food and growl at people all dinner too?"

"He bloody grounded me from Hogsmeade this weekend and is going to tell Pads on me." Harry growled, stabbing his roast beef with ferocity despite Ron and Hermione's amused looks, "and if I disobey him and he catches me- which he would- or protest, he'll ground me from Quidditch too."

"He can't do that!" Dean wailed in protest.

"He can." Hermione nodded.

"Undoubtedly." Ginny agreed.

"At least you didn't get paddled or have him tell mum." Ron offered weakly, "but, seriously, do what he says. We can't afford you not to play."

Harry huffed and picked at his food while Ginny explained repeatedly to Seamus, Dean and Neville that, yes, Remus very well could do it because he was practically family and he would too. She turned on Harry, biting her lip,

"It's not like Pads can say a whole lot, Harry. That'd be just a bit hypocritical, you know? Remus was always the good one."

"You can't call him that!" Lavender wailed. Ginny scowled at her,

"Remus, Remus, Remus. Yes, I can call him that. I wouldn't in class but I can. Mind your business." She wrinkled her nose and shook her head, rejoining the conversation.

"Like Pads gives a daaaaaamn." Harry snorted, "doesn't matter what he did when he was here and he bloody well will paddle me." He threw his arms in the air and growled, "they're impossible!"

"At least you're getting the full parent experience." Hermione said quietly. Harry stared openly at her, gaping. Ron and Ginny nodded in agreement. So when the werewolf stalked in, looking angrier than ever for dinner, he was shocked to find his arms full of Harry.

"Cub? S'matter?"

"I love you, Moony."

"We all do." Hermione said gently, joining the hug. Ron nodded and joined too, lifting his arm for Ginny. Remus looked bewildered around the Great Hall, unsure of what he'd done. Albus' eyes were twinkling and Minerva smiled gently at them. They all burst into uproarious laughter as Luna jumped up from Ravenclaw and ran over to join the hug as well.

"Sod it!" Seamus and Dean crowed together, hurrying to jump in as well. In the absolute silence of the Great Hall, one sound was heard.

"You can't do that!" Lavender Brown hissed, "you can't hug a Professor!"

"There is no rule against it, Miss Brown." Albus replied calmly, highly amused, "however, I wouldn't recommend it for some of our Professors." He cast a poorly concealed look at Severus who glared heatedly around the room, daring any single one of them to even try. Minerva, eyes sparkling, covered her mouth with her napkin.

"Alright, alright," Remus said gently (only the Gryffindors and Luna who counted as one could hear him), only his head sticking out, "I'd like to speak to just my cub, please. All of you go back to your seats, eat your dinner." At Ron's hopeful look, he shook his head, "no, Harry's still grounded from Hogsmeade."

In the hall, Harry wiped at his eyes, Remus looking gently down on him with an arm over his shoulder and waiting patiently. Harry sniffled, grinning like an idiot,

"I was whining and Hermione pointed out that at least I'm getting the full parent experience." He sniffled, hugging Remus again, "I love you, Moony, I really do." Looking like he might cry himself, Remus lifted Harry to hug him tighter.

"I love you too, cub. So does Pads, who is currently lacking in a great deal of my affections."

"Why?" Harry snickered, "what'd he do?"

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I told him what you did and do you know what he said? Do you? He said 'he gets it from me, Moony!' I pointed out the severity of the situation and he replied, 'but he's a pureblooded werewolf, Moony, he's not so bad and he didn't fully transform!' and THEN he had the gaul to say 'he's half Black after all, Harry probably couldn't help himself; we're an exceedingly attractive lot'."

Harry had to sit down on the nearby stairwell from all the laughter, clutching his sides and doubled over with it. It was so Sirius, and so like himself as well, he realized; that he just couldn't contain the hilarity and the half petulant half irritated look mixed with a touch of amusement on Remus' face didn't help matters.

"Yes! I love him!" Harry gasped, "that's bloody brilliant!"

"Language, Harry!" Remus snapped, "and I'm glad you think so. Since Sirius didn't want to further your punishment, I will for him."

"Aw, Moony, come on!" Harry whined, "you can't take Quidditch!"

"Oh, I'm not going to." Remus smirked, looking smug enough that Harry suddenly became very concerned for himself and his well being, "see, that's the thing, cub. You and everyone else tend to forget that the Marauders were Mssrs. Prongs, Padfoot, Wormtail and Moony. I was a Marauder too and I earned that right and my title." Harry paled, realizing his well being was actually now in danger.

"Moony," he said slowly, wary of the answer, "what did you do?"

"I convinced both Arthur Weasley and S-Padfoot that you need to have 'the sex talk'." Remus nearly crowed, "ha! That'll teach you, Harry!"

"Moony! You didn't!" Harry wailed, horrified.

"Oh, I did." Remus nodded, "now, back to your dinner. Ron'll be wondering if I've killed you."

Harry trudged back to the table like a man sentenced to death by Dementor's Kiss and it showed all over his posture and face. Ron and the rest of the Gryffindor team suddenly looked very worried while Hermione, Seamus and Neville looked confused. Harry slumped back into his seat.

"He- Pads didn't take Quidditch too, did he?" Ginny asked. Harry shook his head,

"No, Pads made light of it. Says I got it from him." Harry moaned, leaning heavily on Ron's shoulder, "I wish he had taken Quidditch. What I got was much worse."

"I thought he made light of it?" Hermione countered.

"He did. Don't forget, 'Mione, Moony was a Marauder too." He sighed heavily, "no, it's much much, much worse."

"What'd he do?" Ginny asked.

"What could be worse than losing Quidditch?" Ron frowned at the Seeker on his shoulder.

"Moony…" Harry took a deep breath, "Moony brought up my… development and age. He convinced both Pads and your dad that I needed to have 'the sex talk'." Ginny and Ron cried out in surprise and horror, jerking back as though Harry was a leper. He nodded, "it's all over now."

"It can't be that bad." Hermione frowned, scolding.

"I'm sorry, have you met Dad?" Ron asked.

"Older man, sits at the head of the table at the Burrow." Ginny said, holding up a hand to demonstrate height, "red hair? Obsessed with muggles? Works at the Ministry, perhaps?"

"I know who he is." Hermione snickered, rolling her eyes, "it can't be that bad! Arthur is a nice man… it's… well, it's Pads I'm worried about. There's no telling what he's going to say."

"Mione!" Ron wailed as Harry dropped his head on the table, "you're making it worse!" he rubbed circles on Harry's back at an attempt of commiserating comfort, "it'll be alright, mate. You survived the Killing Curse, you're chances of surviving this look…pretty good." Seamus and Dean, no longer able to control it, burst into laughter while Neville looked sorry for Harry and glad he wasn't one of the Weasley brothers.

REMEMBER REVIEWS BRING UPDATES!