Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling, I'm not creative enough to write something as amazing as she did. So I'll just borrow her characters.

A/N: All I can say is, don't hate me, please!

Chapter 11

March 1977

That is the second mistake we made. I would never say that being with them was a mistake. The months that lead up to that day were the happiest of my life, and so many after were as well. Maybe if we hadn't agreed to keep us a secret it wouldn't have been that big of a deal. Yet we did agree, and so that afternoon when another couple came in to use our alcove, it was a surprise, and then we were the talk of the school. Hogwarts gossip travels fast, and sometimes certain pieces of gossip, make their way to the parents, and the parents...well we all know how parents are, especially when they think something may or can harm their children.

We didn't know how long we slept, but we did know what woke us up. Lily had a boyfriend, this I had known for several months, and I was happy for her. To think she didn't sneak into alcoves with her boyfriend, as I sneaked into them with mine, was... well I don't know. I really wouldn't say I could be classified as a backwards kind of person. Hi, I'd like to introduce you to my boyfriends, actually they are probably more like my husbands what with the gold magic ball and what not, you know, the two of them. So, maybe it just hadn't dawned on me what exactly Lily Evans having a boyfriend meant. When a giggle I was familiar with, to a point, was heard as the tapestry moved open, I learned.

"Oh my God," the voice I knew belonged to Lily nearly shrieked.

"Ew," Cormac's voice shouted. "Are they faggots together?"

"What did you just call them?" Lily said, turning from shocked to rather disappointed with the "man she was in love with" in 3.2 seconds.

"Sorry, shock." he apologized. She nodded, I saw this as I turned to look from where my head was still resting against Sirius. "It's just, they are, aren't they, gay together? The three of them?"

"No, we...we..." Remus answered as he tried to casually tuck his self back into his pants. Sirius and I looked at, we're calling him husband for this just because it makes it sound worse, husband with questioning looks as to how the hell he would cover this up. He looked back at us, saw that we were not going to help him. He was the one that wanted to keep it a secret, he was the one that allowed us to get caught. Alright, so we were all at fault there, but still he didn't want us getting caught, he should have made sure we were more careful. "Oh fuck," my eyes widened at his choice of words, so did Lily's. They were good friends. "Yeah, we're gay, together, the three of us. Problems?"

His attitude reminded me of something. I just couldn't pin-point it. Oh yes:

"It's about these two boys, that became friends, and fell in love, and had to deal with their differences while in school. I was just thinking about how similar their difference is to my furry little problem."

"You're cool, you're a werewolf. You aren't gay."

"Are you saying that if I was gay I wouldn't be cool? Because what if I told you I actually was? What would you do Padfoot?"

"No, I wouldn't care if you were gay or not, and you'll always be Moony, always my best friend, always cool."

"Good, Yeah, I am, problem?"

I laughed when I remembered that night, and how similar it was to the situation we were in. Remus had come out of the closet that night, and now we were about to walk out of the closet together, hand in hand. I held out my hand, and they looked at me quizzically.

"We'll loves, looks like we're coming out of the closet, would you like to do it hand-in-hand?" I said with a smile. "Of course we're not doing it until," I turned to Sirius. "Put yourself back in your pants."

"You took them off me, maybe you should do it." He huffed.

"Sirius Black, put your penis back where it belongs." Lily ordered. Remus and I couldn't keep a straight face, and broke into laughs with Sirius' next comment.

"Where exactly do you say that is? Because I tend to think it could be anywhere from James' hand to Remus' ass." He said it so seriously, so coolly, so confidently that even Lily's lip twitched in a smile.

"Ew," Cormac said with a groan. "That's disgusting, and wrong."

"And illegal, do you think we give a shit?" Sirius, I was starting to realize, was the most confident when his pants were down. I guess I had been to distracted to notice in those situations before then. What with my own little problems needing his attention.

"Sirius, love, I promise if you're good you won't regret it." Remus suggested. We knew what he meant. If Sirius did what he would be asked of for the next, however long it took to get us to the comfort of our own room, Moony would make him very, very happy indeed. Sirius smiled at the prospect, and popped himself into his pants. Lily and Cormac must have understood Remus too, because Lily had blushed harder, and Cormac had an even bigger look of disgust on his face.

"Is it true then?" We heard a voice we knew belonged to Margret, the editor of Said the Lion. A flash got us in the eye as one of her camera men took the picture of Sirius and Remus standing up, both about to grab my hand and pull me up. Since we were all fully dressed the picture wouldn't be to incriminating. "The Marauders, most popular, and sought after boys in the whole school, of four thousand, are in a polygamous, same-sex relationship?"

"No comment." I said as I started to walk away. Remus was on my heels. We stopped when we noticed that Sirius was not following us. Turning around we saw that Margret, Jane from the Hoofing Huffle, Rose from the Flying Raven, and Rita from the Slythering Snake, had descended on him before he could get away fast enough. Remus and I shared a look that said that if he was stuck in the lion's den we were going in after him, God please keep us alive.

"Sirius, come on, we have class to get to." Remus ordered as he pushed his way through the crowd gathering around the school reporters. He knew he was giving them a perfect picture, but he didn't care, our guy looked scared. He grabbed Sirius' hand, and knowing that I wouldn't let them go down alone, I grabbed Remus'. A flash caught us in the eye, and as I pulled Remus to safety he pulled Sirius.

"So is it true?" Margret asked again.

"This reporter has heard that you were caught in the act of preforming fellatio on each other, is this true?" Sirius laughed as we tried to get away.

"How long have you three been going together?" Another voice called.

"Do you mind if I use a quick-quotes quill?" Another voice called. I knew what those evil little green things did and turned around to say yes. I forgot I was holding Remus' hand, and as I turned around I pulled him to me closely, dragging Sirius along as well. Another flash, and I saw the green quill moving on a piece of pad of parchment. Somewhere over the course of the afternoon Remus and Sirius' chains had fallen out of their shirts. I went to pull mine out as well, only to find it was already there. Not only did they have a picture of us holding hands, our bodies pressed together, but all four of the shots had our icons hanging in front of us.

"Stop," I shouted, but it wasn't my voice that was heard. From the railing above us, the wisest man I knew was looking down at the jumble we had caused. Every one stopped that heard the voice echo through the hall. Dumbledore's hands were held out over the ledge and he looked like a king addressing his subjects. "I would say that any pictures that have been taken, and any quotes written would be confiscated, but I know that would just cause my least favorite of the school's publications to draw up even worse articles. You three," he said pointing at Remus, Sirius, and I, "follow me." The students all moved aside as we walked together. The cat was out of the bag, and we walked holding each others hands. If anyone thought they had something to say, they could fuck off for all I gave a shit.

"Are you mad," Sirius whispered, when we got to the part of the school that nobody ever went unless ordered. I knew he was asking Remus, who shook his head in the negative.

"We were careless, and when I say we, I mean all three of us. I can't be mad about something I should have been watching better. I should have made you get up, but I didn't. I let us sleep like that in an alcove. Another couple was bound to go in." He explained and squeezed Sirius' hand. I squeezed Remus, glad he had answered Sirius like that. That was Sirius biggest fear these days, doing something that made Remus and I mad enough that we would end up breaking up with him. We had reached the headmasters office, and he offered us some tea. It is rude to refuse tea when offered, and we didn't know how much trouble we were in, so we didn't want to be rude.

"Relax boys," Dumbledore told us. "You are not it trouble." We all breathed a sigh of relief at that. "You are not in trouble with me, that is." He went on to explain. "Statutory Sodomy is considered statutory rape."

"We didn't rape each other," Sirius said quickly.

"I'm sure you didn't," Dumbledore said looking at him in that manner that told you to sit down and be quiet. "If you'll allow me to explain. Statutory rape is considered having any deviant sexual relations with anyone less then the age of consent. This is sixteen," our eye lit up at this, "for a heterosexual couple. For a homosexual couple, this is nineteen."

"That's not fair," I said, before shrinking back into my chair at Dumbledore's look.

"No, it isn't, but at least it will be legal for you eventually, so shut it." I nodded, not really sure why he sounded almost jealous of that fact. "Now, if you'll allow me to explain what the law considers to be the punishment for this, a year in Azkaban. Now, this is the punishment if it is only between two consenting, well they don't believe a sixteen-year-old can consent to homosexual acts, but you understand what I mean."

"Yes," Remus spoke for the first time since entering the office. "Two, if it was just two of us then it would be a year in Azkaban, what happens since it is three of us?"

"Three." Dumbledore answered shortly. "Three years in Azkaban, and no Mr. Black you won't share a cell." Sirius deflated before he even got to ask his question.

"But sir," I cried. "They can't do that to us, we love each other, and we're...we're..." I sat back down just as suddenly as I stood up.

"You are what Mr. Potter?" Dumbledore's blue eyes rested on me, and I turned to Moony with a pleading look.

"Possibly married, we're not sure." He answered. "There was this big ball of gold light, and then our white gold necklaces," he pulled his necklace out. "This gold part, it used to be an etching, but now it's well... filled." Dumbledore's eyes grew wide at this news, and Moony sat back down.

"Oh this isn't good," He started shaking his head. "Boys, go to your room...no, take them to the Shack Mr. Lupin, I'll call your parents Mr. Potter. Thank God your birthday was the other day Mr. Lupin, I could hear your parents now." Remus chuckled softly, and nodded his head. "Think Albus, think." He told himself as he sat down, and Remus lead us to the Whomping Willow. We didn't hold hands this time, we just didn't want to give them reasons to look at us. We had a lot to think about. Azkaban, we fell in love with each other, I knew it was against the law, but I didn't know it would be bad enough to send us to Azkaban.

"Kiss me," Sirius said as we sat in silence in the Shack a while after leaving Dumbledore's office. I turned to him and pressed my lips lightly against his for a moment. "Remus," he said to the boy sitting cross-legged in front of us. Remus looked up from the interesting spot he had found on the bed spread, just long enough to press a short kiss against our lovers' lips. When he looked back at the spot he had been staring at I noticed he was staring at a speck of blood, most likely his.

"Scrougefy," I said, and the spot disappeared. Remus looked up at me sadly. "Got enough problems to worry about, full moon isn't for a couple of weeks, lets not think about that huh?" He nodded, and leaned to press his lips against mine. "Look, if we have to go on the run or something, we will, we aren't going to Azkaban." Remus nodded, and Sirius looked at me with that pleading look I had only seen a few times. The day he came to my family needing a place to stay, and every morning after the full moon as we watched Remus wither in pain. It was his, please fix this James, look. The one that reminded me that I was superman in his eyes. I brushed the back of my hand against his cheek. I put my elbows on my bent knees and rubbed my face. I would think of something even if Dumbledore couldn't.

"I have a plan, but you're not gonna like it." Remus said. I looked up at him. "One of us could get a door, a girlfriend."

"No," I bit sharply. "We aren't lying anymore Remus. That's what caused this in the first place. Why do you always want to lie?" I asked, a bit of my worry turning into anger.

"Don't call him a liar." Sirius ordered.

"I'm not calling him a liar," I said as I got off the bed. "I'm just saying, that usually is what he turns to. Oh, I'm a werewolf, lets tell everyone I'm going home to visit my sick mum, even though..." I trailed off as I realized where my statement was about to go.

"Watch it James," Sirius said in the strongest voice he had used since we'd gotten to the Shack. I nodded, and looked apologetically at Remus.

"It's okay," Remus forgave, "tensions are a bit high aren't they?" I nodded, and moved to kiss the top of his head. "Now, if that is all you plan on doing, you're not forgiven." I laughed, and kissed his lips instead. "Better," he smiled for a moment before looking back down.

"I don't want a door," I said.

"Who said you had to have the door?" Sirius asked, and I flopped onto the bed on my back looking up at them from the perfect angle between them.

"You can't pull it off, you're not an actor, and every one knows Moony is gay." I explained. They both nodded at this. I had to be the one that would get a door.

"You'd have one ready for you," Remus said. "She'd probably do it."

"I don't want Lily," I growled knowing exactly who he was talking about. I tackled him so that I had him pinned under me on the bed. I moved my legs quickly so that I straddled him. "When will you get that? It's you, it's you and Sirius. Do you see this?" I pulled out his chain. "You are my husband, okay? You and Sirius are my worlds, you and Sirius are the loves of my life, I don't want Lily, I don't want Maria, or Bobby Joe, or Rose, or Mary Sue, or... I could do this all night. I don't want them, I want you, do you get that? Do. You. Get. That?"

"Yes," he breathed. "I get it. It doesn't change the facts that if you had a door, we would be in better shape then we are. We can deny having sex, and unless they force feed us veritiserium, they won't find out a thing. If you had a door then they would only charge Sirius and I, they would see your door, and go with it. I'm not saying this would have to end, I'm just saying that it would make things easier."

"Then what, they believe I have a door, but they keep tabs on my life with said door. I break up with her, they want to know why. I don't ask her to marry me a certain period of time after school, they want to know why. Are you asking me to live that lie?" I knew that I would if he said yes. He knew that I would if he said yes. Sirius knew as well.

"Remus," Sirius gasped, and we turned to look at him. His eyes were filling with tears of fear and sadness. "Please, don't...I...please?"

"Sirius," Remus said as we both reached for one of his hands. "It might be the only way."

"Please?" He begged again, one tear was making it's way out the corner of his eye, and I let his hand go to brush it away.

"Sirius, Azkaban." Remus reminded.

"I've dealt with despair before," Sirius said his voice breaking on the sobs he refused to let out. "You two are the only good things I've ever had in my life, don't take it away."

"We'll still be together," Remus said.

"I can't share him. I've never had something in my life like this. Something good, decent, loving. I'm not even sure I do it right half the time, but I do know that you're mine. I don't wanna share." Sirius said in a voice that reminded me of the broken boy that told me he hated going home for Christmas, because he didn't have a real family. At least not the kind I described having.

"Come here," we both said at the same time, we shared a small smile, and Sirius crawled over to us. I rolled over him, and Remus turned on his side. We wrapped our arms around him, just holding him, holding each other. Once again we were alone, it was just the three of us. We were back in our own world, where Sirius was right, things were loving and good and happy. Places like Azkaban didn't exist here. Laws that said what we did was wrong didn't belong here. Amateur reporters, and couples that can't keep their gobs shut didn't exist here. It was just us.

A/N: I know you're probably thinking "what the hell is this?" I was doing some research, why I don't really remember, and I came across something that said that during this time homosexuals in England during the 70s weren't allowed to participate in the act of love making until they were 21, I thought, huh...their consent age to that is what our drinking age is, and yet they could drink before they could do that...And then I got a little bit of a story, and the way I went with that sucked, and then this came into my head, and here we go...Again, don't hate me.