Disclaimer: I don't own the lyrics to the song in this chapter, that goes to the Village People. I also don't own Harry Potter or Sirius, because if I did there wouldn't be a question about them both being alive and happy. SIRIUS LIVES!

A/N: Oh my goodness! Thank you soooo much to everyone who reviewed! You don't know how much your support means to me, and I am sorry it has taken so long to update. Hopefully I won't take so long in the future, but if I slack off again you can feel free to complain and kick my butt and I will get on it right away. Here comes the next chapter…!

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Previously:

Sirius swallowed. He wondered what it would really be like to kiss those perfect lips. 'Harry's asleep, he'll never know' he reasoned with himself. Sirius lowered his head and brought his lips to Harry's in a gentle kiss. 'So soft' he thought as he unintentionally deepened the kiss.

He nearly yelped when Harry returned the kiss, but then he melted into it, allowing their lips to caress each other softly. It was like he was on fire; he had never felt like this before. Sirius was in heaven, and when he pulled away and realized Harry was still asleep, he breathed a sign of relief.

'Now if I can just get him to do that when he's awake' he thought ruefully, before succumbing to sleep himself.

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The next day Harry woke up to a wonderful view. Sirius' handsome face was mere inches from his, where the boy was sleeping on his bed, snuggled close to Harry with both arms around him in a loose hug. Harry couldn't help but smile, remembering the lovely dream he had in which Sirius kissed him so softly and sweetly, almost like a whispered endearment before sleep.

'I could get used to waking up like this,' Harry mused.

Sirius stirred slightly and opened his eyes. The first thing he saw were those magnificent emerald pools staring back at him. They didn't say anything for a minute, and then Harry sighed and gave an adorable half smile.

"Good Morning."

"Mornin'."

"Did you sleep okay?"

Sirius stretched his body but didn't remove his arms from around Harry's body. "You know, I actually slept really well."

They looked at each other and smiled.

"We should probably get up," said Harry softly.

"Yeah, we should," Sirius replied just as quietly.

Neither boy moved. They just stared at each other, lost in the moment and excited by their close proximity. It was like time stopped – neither moved or spoke, but each seemed to want desperately to tell the other something, without actually having to say it.

And then it happened. The air suddenly became more charged, and Sirius' breath hitched. Harry flickered his gaze from Sirius' eyes to his slightly parted lips and back, and Sirius' heart skipped a beat. 'Oh please.'

Just as Harry began to lean in, the sounds of the other boys in the dormitory waking brought them out of their trance. Harry looked at Sirius and let out a half-laugh that was almost a sigh, before smiling again and moving away.

'Damn' thought Sirius wistfully as he got up and out of the bed. "Well, I better get ready for class…"

"Yeah," Harry replied, and you could have felt both their mournfulness at the loss of a perfect morning kiss.

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Sirius found himself in a fairly grumpy mood by lunchtime. Harry seemed too embarrassed by what almost happened that morning to talk to him. Ron and Hermione had regressed to sneaking glances at each other during classes, which was proving to be quite annoying to everyone, and Sirius had just run out of his favorite Honeydukes chocolate. He was so lost in his own thoughts in Transfiguration that McGonagall was half a breath from giving him detention when class ended.

Sirius decided what he really needed to clear his head was a good prank. Too bad old Snivelly wasn't around anymore. 'Hmmm – what to do.' Preferably something that would get Harry's attention, was funny but not too malicious, and something he would probably get caught for – a 'Signature Sirius' prank.

A slow, evil grin spread across his face as he made his way to the kitchens.

At dinner, the Great Hall was as usual crowded with students happily chatting and enjoying their meals when suddenly a sparkling disco ball appeared above the Slytherin table. Everyone looked confused, but then music began to play, and all the Slytherins stopped eating and jumped up on the table. They began to sing and dance.

Young man, there's no need to feel down.
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town
There's no need – to – be – un-happy.

Young man, there's a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you're short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways – to – have – a – good - time.

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.

They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.

You can get yourself cleaned, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel ...

At this point the rest of the students had gotten well past the initial shock and were - simply put – hysterical with laughter.

Ordinarily, McGonagall would have put a stop to the prank, especially before they reached the chorus, but there hadn't been this much laughter at Hogwarts in a long time. And so it continued unabated…

Young man, are you listening to me?
I said young man, what do you want to be?
I said young man, you can make real your dreams.
But you got – to – know – this – one - thing!

No man does it all by himself.
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf,
And just go there, to the Y.M.C.A.
I'm sure they – can - help – you – to-day.

The Slytherins clearly had no control over their actions, as their faces burned with embarrassment. Seeing that the professors had no intention of saving the Slytherins (even sensible and kind-hearted Remus was rolling on the floor, laughing so hard tears were leaking from his eyes), and not wanting the poor group of non-Death Eaters to suffer alone, Harry Potter made a command decision no one could have predicted.

Still laughing hard, Harry climbed on top of the Gryffindor table and began to sing along, complete with goofy dance moves.

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.

He was almost immediately joined by Sirius, Seamus Finnegan, Dean Thomas, Colin and Dennis Creevy, and (to even her own shock) Hermione. Growing up with or around Muggles (or in Sirius' case, knowing the song because he set up the prank), they all were familiar with the song, so didn't hesitate to sing along.

They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.

You can get yourself cleaned, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel ...

Young man, I was once in your shoes.
I said young man, I was down and out with the blues.
I felt no man cared if I were alive.
I felt the – whole – world – was – so - tight ...

Before long students all over the hall were joining in, and many Muggleborns were leading their wizarding compatriots in the song and the dance moves. Soon there wasn't a student at Hogwarts who wasn't a part of the performance.

That's when someone came up to me,
And said, young man, take a walk up the street.
There's a place there called the Y.M.C.A.
They can start – you – back – on – your - way.

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.

They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

Y-M-C-A ... you'll find it at the Y-M-C-A.

Young man, young man, there's no need to feel down.
Young man, young man, get yourself off the ground.

Y-M-C-A... you'll find it at the Y-M-C-A….

When the song was over everyone cheered and the professors applauded. Harry turned to Sirius and hugged him warmly, whispering "Thank you" very close to his ear. Sirius blushed as Harry pulled away, and Harry flashed him a brilliant smile, his emerald eyes glowing with a delighted light of life and laughter Sirius had never seen before. It took his breath away.

Harry jumped off the table and joined many students calling for bows and encores from the Slytherins. Sirius' gaze followed Harry's movements, his blush still firmly in place.

Unfortunately for him, someone noticed Harry's actions and his reactions. Amber eyes took on an intrigued yet moderately wary light, and one Remus Lupin resolved to speak to his old friend soon about any impending feelings the canine had towards his 'cub' (as he had secretly taken to thinking of Harry since Sirius' death).