Well, you'll all be happy to know that I have the next two chapters outlined and ready to get to work on. One of them is for all of you who mentioned how much you loved the Reg/Rem and wanted more. They have a whole chappie just for them.

And I'm pretty sure I know who I'm going to end up killing. eg

Thanks to:

SiriusRulez, smittyloveshpfic, Serious Fan (before Iwrote it, after I wrote it...at two in the morning when I couldn't sleep lol), xxxxParvati-Patilxxxx, Liz Black (joins in on the dancing I think I'm going to make one that has a hit list. At number one, of course, will be Lily Evans. g), picky and paranoid, X'andirth, Lady Halaia (Hmm. Now that you mention it, most of the fics I read are redhead bashing, too. g), Dark Angel's Blue Fire, and ladyBlue Wolf

James sat in the den, waiting for Poppy to send some salve for Harry's bruises. The man had refused to stay in Hogwarts while that...that THING was still there. True, she would only be in the school until the aurors arrived, but his rooms were tainted now. James would never be able to sleep in them again and he didn't think his son would either. So, Sirius had quickly offered to let them stay at The Pound and the two Potter's were moved in a few hours later.

Sirius stood in the doorway, watching father and son cuddle on his couch. He would have to set up one of the guestrooms as a playroom for Harry, and maybe he could turn the backyard into a makeshift kiddie quidditch pitch. The gnomes would have to go, of course. Groceries needed to be bought and the stairs needed to be baby...err, toddler proofed, and-

Warm arms wrapped around his waist and he reciprocated. "Siri, stop thinking so much. You'll hurt yourself."

Sirius playfully glared and squeezed James's bum--hard.

"Ow!"

"James? Sirius? I thought you were staying at Hogwarts tonight." Regulus pulled off his coat, passing it to his boyfriend who obligingly placed it on the rack.

The oldest Potter smirked. Regulus had his puppy trained very well. Reg caught his eye and winked, knowing what James was thinking. Both men laughed.

The Black brothers stopped their retelling of the night's events, instead trying to find out why their lovers were in the midst of a giggle-fest.

Remus smiled. "I believe they may have lost what few marbles they had, Mr. Black."

"I quite agree, Mr. Lupin," Sirius laughed. "Giggling at nothing is never a good indicator of a large stack of marbles."

James sagged against Sirius as his laughter subsided. He turned around and buried his face in the man's baggy t-shirt, trying to hide his yawn.

"Why don't the two of you head on up to bed. Reg and I will wait for Poppy."

Nodding, Sirius picked James up and carried him towards the stairs. "Will one of you get Harry? I can't carry them both."

"Way ahead of you, bro."

"So that's why they were waiting on Madame Pomfrey." Regulus cuddled closer to Remus. "May Merlin curse Lily Evans' grave."

"I-"

The fire turned green for a moment and out stepped Severus Snape. Disgusted, he charmed off the soot that clung to his clothes from the floo network.

"Sev!"

Suddenly finding himself with Regulus Black attached to him was a rather recurring one time thing, as it had been since the younger was just a second year with too much energy and a case of hero-worship.

"How many times must I tell you that throwing yourself at me will not be beneficial to your health?"

Regulus smiled. "You wouldn't hurt me, you git."

Severus rolled his eyes. "That remains to be seen." Reaching into his robe pocket, Sev pulled out a green vile. "Poppy sent this. She would have delivered it herself but some idiotic brat decided to brew potions by himself."

"Like you used to do?" Reg laughed.

"No. I knew what I was doing. Hopefully the burns will manage to knock something resembling sense into that thick skull of his."

"Gryffindor?"

Severus smirked. "Gryffindor."

"Hello! Gryffindor sitting right here!"