A/N: Sorry it's been a little while…so I made this one extra long! And the end of this chapter is rated M for a reason, and I hope you guys all like why!

"Sirius?" Remus called out to the empty flat when he returned home. He was emotionally drained and confused. The brief kiss with Dora had thrown him for a loop; and although he was sure that he didn't love his ex anymore—there were still some issues that he was trying to deal with. Many of them involved the fact that Ron might be inclined to get back together with Hermione.

The obsidian-haired man was sitting stiffly on the couch in the living room and didn't look up when Remus entered. He was surrounded by shopping bags from the finest shops Diagon Alley had to offer. At least two dozen of them.

"Have a nice afternoon Pads?" Remus chuckled, knowing full well how the animagus could be when let loose with money to burn, "have anything to tell me?"

Sirius turned a moody look to his best friend, "Do you have anything to tell me?" he asked, turning the question to Remus who blanched and stammered.

"N-no..nothing, why?" he tried to say as casually as possible, hoping that as he shifted his weight nervously from one foot to the other he wouldn't give away his anxiety. Did he know?

Sirius didn't speak for a moment before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a crumpled piece of parchment, smoothing it out and setting it on the other couch cushion. It was Tonk's note.

"Now do you?" Sirius asked again and Remus suddenly had a very hard time swallowing as fear and embarrassment gripped him.

"I can explain…"

"I've packed your trunk for you. Feel free to make Hogwarts your permanent home. Hermione can stay here with me and you can have my twit of a cousin and make your little mutant babies and be done with it!" Sirius yelled at Remus, jumping off the couch and pointing his wand at the werewolf's adam's apple to show just how intent he was. He felt momentarily awful for the words he used, but couldn't help how angry he was.

Remus shoved his armed hand out of the way, "If you would just listen to me for one goddam minute you would know that I have no intention of getting back with Tonks alright?"

"Then what is this?" Sirius picked up the now ripped letter and waved it in Remus' face manically.

"It was a mistake, I shouldn't have gone," he lowered his voice in a reply, massaging his temples and sinking into the couch cushion where the offending letter was previously sitting.

"Damn right you shouldn't have, what is Hermione going to think?"

"She isn't going to find out. We all have baggage Pads—you should know that more than anyone. If you had a chance to talk to—"

"Shut up, this isn't about me." Sirius growled and crossed his arms, "You fucking kissed her didn't you?"

Remus rolled his eyes, giving him a look that conveyed the truth of the matter and his best friend groaned.

"But she initiated it, I told her I wanted her to leave me alone but it was bloody hard to see her. I don't feel anything like that, but I'm still hurt," Lupin said and Sirius was slowly starting to retreat from his witch hunt and understand that his friend didn't always view things in the decidedly black and white manner that he did. With Remus there were always infinite shades of grey.

It was a point of contention often between them.

"There's something else Pads…"

Sirius saw a fleeting look of scared-shitlessness on Remus' face for a second and knew that whatever was to come out of his mouth next wasn't going to make him very happy.

"It was a mutual break-up. Dora wants me back and Ron wants her back. Badly, apparently. Like 'do anything to get her back' badly," Remus sighed. Sirius had thought right—this wasn't what he wanted to hear at all.

"But she wouldn't…"

"She was with him for 6 years Sirius, she's only been with us about a month. As much as I would like to think, we don't have as much hold on her."

Both men were quiet for a few moments, each of them thinking about their time with Hermione up until this very point. The moments they shared and the moments they had said they had loved her. She had said it back. But did it mean all they thought? Or were they both a package-deal rebound?

"Sometimes I really wish we had Snivellus around…because my Legillimens is shit and there are questions that I would really, really like answers to right about now," Sirius finished, taking Tonk's letter and throwing it into the fireplace before walking to the kitchen to get a drink.

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"Ron?"

"Ron!"

"Shit…"

"Get OUT of this house!"

"Molly…dear…careful!"

It had all happened so fast after the youngest Weasley boys' appearance. Mostly everyone was stunned, and some were happy to see that he was alive and well after his necessary self-imposed isolation with Tonks. And no one expected him to be without the bubblegum-haired witch he left Hermione for.

Molly was the angriest, grabbing her wand and threatening to hex her own son right out of the Burrow. Arthur was currently trying to hold her back from stunning him into last week. She thought of Hermione as a daughter, and as much as she loved her son; the matriarch of the family had never been a fan of Dora and was grossly disappointed that he had left the 'witch who could do no wrong in her eyes' for a metamorphagus who had always been known as a cheater.

Ron held up his hands in surrender, trying to show his family that he meant no harm, though most of them thought he was rather bold to crash a family dinner that he had since been banned from.

His eyes met with Hermione's and she immediately turned away, holding onto Harry tightly for support, feeling her best friend shake with rage as he held her.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asked. She had never heard him speak so coldly to his best mate, but she had to admit she didn't mind. There was a string of expletives she was dying to spew at him herself.

"Can 'Mione and I have a minute alone?" he asked gently. The entire Burrow was quiet for the first time in years and years—maybe even ever. No one moved and breathing was done on an absolute necessity only basis. No one wanted to miss anything.

Harry looked down at Hermione who had her head buried in his shoulder, "What do you want?" he whispered. She honestly didn't know. The last time she saw him he was walking out of her new, shared apartment after being hexed by her and yelled at by Sirius. He had called her a whore and had insulted Sirius. It was just too much.

"Make him leave," she whispered desperately to Harry. She was a Gryffindor and proud of her bravery. She was proud of the things she had done in the second war, but she felt she had every right in the world to ignore him for the time being.

"It's time for you to go," Ginny stepped in, hating to see her best friend so upset and not caring about any asinine explanation he might have. They had all been having such a wonderful time and he had shown up and ruined it.

"But please, Dora and I broke up…"

There was a hiss around the room as everyone sucked in breath as her name was mention. As far as the Weasley family was concerned—Dora and Tonks were dirty words. Harry felt Hermione's hand clench the extra fabric of his shirt.

Thoughts were flying through her head, and that was mostly the reason she couldn't bring herself to look at him. She still had feelings for Ron, she probably always would. He was her first love, and she had been so betrayed. And now he walked in here saying his scandalous relationship was done with and probably wanting her back and she couldn't handle that. All she really wanted was to be cuddled up with one or both of her boys and being blissfully ignorant to the whole thing.

She knew it was slightly cowardly, but if he wasn't going to leave, she had to. She detached herself from Harry so she wouldn't take him along and disapparated back to the apartment.

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"How was the interview?" Hermione looked up at Sirius and asked him with a sweet, sleep-filled voice. When she arrived home she found both him and Remus playing Wizard's Chess in the library and placed a cushion at Sirius' feet so that she could sit there and lean her head back in his lap and also watch Remus scrunch up his face adorably in concentration at the same time.

She had also feigned tiredness from the Weasley gathering and was mum about details, not mentioning that Ron had shown up at all; faking it so well that she was now actually sleepy as she gazed up at the shaggy Maurader during their fourth game.

"Oh, I'm sure it will be a bunch of bullshit," he said distractedly, taking a pawn from Remus. They had both seemed distracted and quiet since she had come home, but then again—she was too.

"How's the new baby?" Remus asked, gnawing on his lip as he plotted his next move.

"Perfect, she's stunning really," Hermione smiled about baby Aislinn, her eyes fluttering softly as sleep started to really overcome her. Her head lolled back a little onto Sirius' lap.

"Alright, time for bed darling," Remus laughed, getting up from his chair and putting the chess board away with a sweep of his wand.

"Whose bed do you want tonight?" Sirius asked and she just patted him on the leg to give her answer. He picked her up in his arms and carried her half over his shoulder so that he could give Remus a meaningful look.

The werewolf looked saddened, but he knew that it was his own fault for being so distant with her since the thoughts of marking her had come up. And now today with Tonks…he really needed to sit down with her and have a talk. Tomorrow, he thought, I'll do it tomorrow.

They all said their goodnights and Remus went to his room as Sirius carried the drowsy Hermione, who was finding that being faux lazy was really helping her to cope with the nights events, into his room and laid her down on his bed.

She grinned as he helped her out of her clothes and she wriggled suggestively. Sirius knew full well what she was doing. He gave her a small swat on the arse.

"Little minx get under the covers," he ordered. He knew they weren't going to make love and he wanted her naked body covered up before he could no longer control himself. She scrambled under the silky red sheets and he curled up next to her. He still wasn't used to this feeling of just sleeping with a beautiful witch, but it wasn't unwelcomed. He would even go so far as to say he really enjoyed it and they both fell into a dreamless sleep quickly.

The next morning Remus awoke earlier than he usually did. He found he could hardly sleep since he was plagued with thoughts of the impending conversation with Hermione. He was clad only in dark navy plaid pyjama bottoms that hung off his svelte hips and his hair was deliciously messy. His eyes were droopy from lack of sleep and his stomach growled out for food as he realized he hadn't had much the previous day. On his way to the kitchen he inevitably passed by Sirius' bedroom and found the door just slightly ajar.

Being nosy and deciding that since he had been interrupted once that he owed Sirius the same punishment, he poked his head in.

His friend was awake, watching the tiny brunette sleep. Padfoot caught Moony's eye and beckoned him into the bedroom. For a moment, the werewolf froze, contemplating what was about to happen. The look on Sirius' face told him to trust him, that it was indeed time.

Remus couldn't really argue…he needed Hermione more than anything and Sirius would help keep her safe if he couldn't control the wolf within. But it was something more that they both needed-it was a need to keep her to themselves after the knowledge that Ron wanted her back. They could do it better together than they could separately.

With a deep breath, Remus padded across the floor of Sirius' room and slowly crawled into bed on the other side of Hermione. There was easily enough room for three people, which Remus knew had served Sirius well on many a night years ago when his debauchery was at its peak. Despite their less-than-gentlemanly intentions with her they both took a moment to cuddle with her.

Sirius hugged the sleeping form of Hermione from the front and Remus spooned her from behind. It was a combination of his arousal on her arse and Sirius' soft kisses to her forehead that brought her to the land of the living.

It took her a fraction of a second to figure out what was going on, and when they saw she didn't panic, Sirius kissed her hard to make sure she couldn't second guess anything. As he continued kissing her, Remus kissed up the back of her neck and then down her naked back. Each kiss along the slightly pronounced bones of her spine made her squirm under him in a growing sense of need until he reached the dip of her lower back and took his hand, gently cupping her ass with it.

It didn't surprise Remus that either of them was naked. Sirius had always slept like that and he guessed she was growing accustomed to it. He shimmied off his pyjama pants, throwing them discreetly onto the floor, before pressing his already throbbing erection back against her.

Sirius was unbelievably grateful that his bossy little know-it-all was not making a peep in regards to this unlikely morning surprise, only satisfied little moans. His deft hands worked their way over her perky breasts, tweaking her nipples sharply to elicit a sharp gasp from her before trailing down her soft stomach to her wetness.

"You are so wet for us Hermione," he whispered. He truthfully never thought he would say that. He didn't do threesomes with other men—but he could trust Remus—hell he had fucked Remus. It was different, "Feel her Moony…"

Remus cupped her sex from behind, inserting one long finger into her as she bucked against him in need. She was thoroughly wanton and he pumped the finger in and out of her a few times before slipping out and putting the wet finger into his mouth to taste her.

"Exquisite."

Sirius could see the burn in his friends' eyes for her, but the wolf wasn't present yet and he felt like he was having a harder time controlling himself. There were so many depraved things he wanted to do to her now that they were in this situation, but he didn't want to push her too far.

Sirius rolled her over towards Remus who met her in a passionate kiss and within seconds pulled her on top of him, sliding his length into her. It was exactly what Sirius had wanted and he was slightly off-put that the sight of his best friend fucking his girlfriend would turn him on. But it did. However, an overwhelming sense of jealousy soon kicked in and Sirius knew that this had to be a one-time arrangement for the sake of his pride, if nothing else.

Remus pumped into her fast and hard as she cried out for him, rolling her hips as she bounced on and off of him. Sirius stroked himself at the visual, but at the same time watched carefully to make sure Remus wouldn't do anything he would regret. He was getting very primal with her, and the wolf was now burning in his eyes, but he was under control.

Selfishly, Sirius couldn't let his friend have the release, taking Hermione off of him and sheathing himself inside of her quickly. It was an intimate position, her sitting on his lap with her legs wrapped around his back and her chest pressed to his. It was Remus' turn to have the show, and to calm down a bit as Sirius rocked into her. But he was just as greedy, moving to kiss her neck and urge her to come back to him.

All of them were so close, and Hermione was soaked from the pleasure of having the two men she was in love with kiss and touch her at the same time. No part of her body ever felt neglected this way, and the contrast between Remus' rough and calloused hands and Sirius' soft, aristocratic ones was amazing. She didn't want it to end but she needed release.

She kissed Sirius deeply before surrendering to Remus again who pulled her into his arms for a kiss before pushing her down on all fours on the bed. He raised himself to his knees as he gave a quick motion for Sirius to come behind her. It only took one small glance between the two men and she was deliciously filled—Sirius taking her from behind and Remus in her mouth. She sucked hard on him as Sirius slowly increased his pace as he held her, his body enveloped over hers.

The heady mix of grunts and moans and cries of names was the sweetest sound all three of them had ever heard, and as Sirius felt Hermione clench around him, Remus felt himself stiffen in her talented mouth. He reached out and put one hand in Hermione's messy hair and the other on Sirius' shoulder, wanting to feel the shudders of both of them as they came.

And then he lost it, spilling himself inside of her mouth as Sirius bucked wildly into her, his back muscles tensing under Remus' hand as he came inside of her and Hermione moaned over his cock as she came onto Sirius. It was the most amazing few moments of bliss before they all collapsed in a tangled heap on the bed.

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