Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. Rowling, though most days I wish I was, so the characters can't belong to me.

A/N: I'm not done with begging you not to hate me!

Chapter 12

March 1977

"You know, it's fitting that he sent us here." Sirius sighed as he woke up. It may have been that we had just come down from an adrenalin high after everything that had happened after our first nap that day. It could have just been that in the Shack there was little else to do since we had left our bags in the alcove. Our bags with Sirius' new story, and the letters we had passed over the week, because I never cleaned my bag out.

"Why's that?" I asked as I turned to kiss him softly.

"Do you know what this place is Remus?" Sirius asked. I quirked my eyebrow at him. If anyone knew what this place was it was Remus. "Not to Remus, but to us." He explained.

"It's the first place James ever made love to just one of us." Remus said. "You're right, it is fitting." I saw him move so that he could kiss Sirius' shoulder. "I want my turn, I want you two in me." That is when I realized that Sirius was already needing us, and Remus' wish, paired with Sirius pressing into my leg had me wanting them just as much as they wanted me.

Sirius smiled at Remus' comment and started moving down the bed. Remus and I were able to look at each other, and he reached over and drew me into a kiss. I smiled as he let me go.

"What was that for?" I asked, in a slightly dazed voice. I had always been the one that left those I was kissing dazed, that was before this year. I guess I couldn't believe that these two wanted me, and a half a year later, they still wanted me.

"It's amazing James," he said, and I looked at him questioningly. "You've had me in you when Sirius was in me." I nodded remembering Christmas night when Sirius showed us just how much he liked his present. "You've been in Sirius when I was in you." I nodded again remembering the night that we may have joined our souls. "This time you're going to be in Sirius, while Sirius is in me. It's gonna blow your mind, it's amazing James. To feel him against you, around you, and to watch us moving together." He explained, and I felt my want for them quickly turning into a need.

"Enough with the talking, more with the getting rid of the clothes." Sirius said, and we turned to see that he had already done just that. Remus laughed as his hand started going for the button of his shirt.

"No," I said grabbing his wrist to stop him. "I've got a plan." Remus eyed me quizzically, but stopped his movements. I hopped off of the bed, and shed my clothes quickly. I walked behind Sirius, and guided him to knell in the space between Remus' spread legs. I knelt behind him, guided one of his hands to wrap around my wrist, as I wrapped my other hand around his free one's hand. I rocked our bodies so that our faces were right next to our lover's neck, and Sirius knew what to do from there.

As I licked and sucked on one side of Remus' neck, Sirius worshiped the other side. I guided our hands down Remus' sides, across his waist, and up as we undid each button. When his shirt was unbuttoned we started making a path down his chest as we pushed his shirt away. We both teased one of his nipples and listened to the sounds only we could draw out from him. We continued our way down, and when we reached his waistband, Sirius broke his hands away from mine and undid Remus' belt. As Sirius pulled the strap of leather through his belt loops, I undid the button and pulled down his zipper. Together, Sirius and I, led Remus' pants down his legs. We were both glad that even in the state we had been in, our werewolf would never let us on a bed with shoes on. As the pants fell off of Remus, we rolled his socks off too. Standing back up, still pressed together so that I rested in his crease, we looked down at our lover, bare for us. I saw Sirius lick his lips as I rested my chin on his shoulder, and I growled hungrily.

"Do you want me?" I asked Sirius as I pushed him towards the bed.

"Yes," he said as he knelt back in place so that we could take Remus.

"Do you need me?" I asked as I wrapped my hand around him, and stroked him once.

"God yes," he sighed.

"Ask him the same." I ordered as I pushed him just enough that he hovered over Remus.

"Do you want me?" He asked as he trailed his tongue down the column of Remus' neck.

"Yes," Remus cried as his eyes slipped close for a moment.

"Do you need me?" Sirius asked as I said the spell that got them both ready to accept us.

"Yes," Remus said as Sirius positioned his self. I watched as my dark-haired lover slowly entered my light-haired one. I put my hand on Sirius' back, stopping him from moving.

"Do you want me Remus?" I asked as I looked over Sirius' shoulder.

"Yes," Remus answered as he placed his hands on our lover's cheeks and spread them so that I would have easy access.

"Do you need me Remus?" I asked, keeping eye contact and moving so that at his answer I could easily slid in as well.

"Yes," came his sigh,and I did as I had prepared to do. Sirius sighed when I was in as far as I could go, and I heard Remus do the same when my movement pressed Sirius in him deeper. Slowly, just as Sirius and Remus had done to me on Christmas night. Slowly, just as Remus and I had done to Sirius the night we made our vows. Sirius and I began to rock in and out of our werewolf. As he pulled out, I would pull out of him, as he pushed in, I pushed into him. I'm sure I made pleased sounds as I felt the friction of being inside of Sirius, and saw the pleased look on Remus' face. It really was as if I was pressing through Sirius to get inside of Remus. I had been the one to receive them both, I had been the one they pushed through to be together, but I hadn't been the one to lead us yet.

"I think I was wrong James," Remus said after we had just felt each other for a while, we were still moving slowly, none of us begging for it to go faster. We all probably thought that if we were slow, if we didn't come quickly, it would push time to slow down as well. We wouldn't have to think about Azkaban or doors or anything else that had gone wrong earlier that day. It would just be us, in the place we had made some of our greatest memories.

"Why do you think that baby?" I asked when Sirius and I pushed into him.

"I think I thought feeling him around you as it seemed as though you were pushing into me was the most erotic thing you'd ever feel." I nodded, that was what he had tried to tell me before we started. He was close to right, it was definitely better to be on this side of things then it was to be in the middle. "I was wrong, it's more erotic to watch you two move into me." He finished his explanation and I nodded with an agreeing smile. To watch both of my lovers experience their pleasure as they moved into me was definitely better than to see only one of them. The middle was good to, to feel myself move in one of them as the other moved inside of me was good. It was just better to watch them.

"I'd have to agree with that." Sirius said, and I caught his neck with my lips. His head rolled back, and he uttered a sigh that had me moving quicker. Remus groaned at the feel of my hips slamming Sirius into him faster, and I did it again, and again.

"Do you want us to make it better for you?" I asked Remus as I reached for the only member of us not getting pleasured.

"I don't need you to." Remus answered, though he didn't stop my hand from wrapping around him as I slammed into Sirius faster.

"Why does he always do that?" Sirius asked, and Remus tried to look at him questioningly. When Sirius wrapped his hand under mine, and we started pumping together, only ecstasy could remain on his face. "Always thinks we do this for him? Hasn't he figured out by now, we like listening to what we do to him?" Remus rewarded Sirius' question with a moan, that had me moving into Sirius quicker. As Sirius and I stroked Remus, our hips moved at a growing speed. Soon Remus was calling for us as he shot himself over his and Sirius' stomachs. Sirius was calling for us as he slammed his hips into Remus and shot himself deep into our lover. I growled there names, as I moved back into Sirius, and shot myself into him as well.

We fell against each other as we always did, and Remus wrapped his arms around us not wanting us to move. Sirius snuggled his head into his chest like the dog that took over his form whenever he felt like letting it. I smiled into Sirius' neck, enjoying the feel of my lovers, my husbands. It didn't get to last long, but I was slowly beginning to realize our happiness was never anyone else priority besides our own. We heard the door from the Whomping Willow open, and Dumbledore's voice echo through the house, later I would believe it was his way of warning us more people were in the house. We quickly got up and pulled our clothes on, we were all roughly the same size, so I don't know if we actually pulled on our clothes, or someone else, it didn't matter.

Dumbledore, my parents, and an older wizard with a strange glass eye walked through the door to the bedroom. The older wizard had a stoic expression on his face. Dumbledore looked less worried then he had when we saw him earlier. My parents had an expression I couldn't read, and that made my stomach drop.

"Are you mad?" I asked looking at my mother, then my father.

"Are we mad?" My mother asked calmly, moments before she pulled Sirius to her and hugged him tightly. My father did the same with Remus, and I saw that even though Remus' body could take a lot more pressure than most, my father was starting to suffocate him.

"Mr...Mr. Potter.."He squeaked. "Um...dad...dad..."When My father heard Remus calling him dad he realized he was breaking his ribs, and let him go.

"Good, then we won't have to tell you to call us that." Dad said. "I'm just so happy, with you in there lives they'll be forced to keep their heads on straight." We all laughed.

"So, you're not mad?" I asked with a smile.

"Just because your parents may be alright with this lifestyle you have wished to participate in, does not mean the ministry will see it the same way." The older wizard with the blue eye said in a gruff voice.

"But you have a plan, right Alastr?" Dumbledore asked, looking down at the shorter wizard through his half-moon glasses. The wizard nodded sharply.

"Wait, Alastor?" Sirius asked with a large smile. "Alastor Moody, greatest auror ever? I knew I recognized that eye. You're my hero."

"I can honestly say, I never thought I'd hear the day a Black called me his hero." Moody said as though he may have thought he'd see it.

"You're the one that put my Uncle Proycon away." Sirius explained, and Moody nodded that this was correct. "I'm not going to say he was the worst one, that would still be my mum, but he was definitely the most foolish." I may have heard the name Proycon Black somewhere, but I didn't remember what he had been arrested for. Of course since all of Sirius' relatives were named after stars and constellations I could have just heard. "Proycon, Black..." and then some sort of reprimand of Sirius. Either way I had heard the name, I was not about to ask what Sirius' uncle had been arrested for, I knew better than that.

"Back on track," Moody said, before his eye spun around. "Constant Vigilance!" He shouted as his explanation. My parents and Dumbledore seemed unfazed by the man's actions. My loves and I were staring at the eye wanting to see if it would spin again. "Let me see your necklaces boys." He held out his hand, but we only pulled them out of our shirts. "I'm going to need to examine one closely." He explained. We shared looks asking who would dare to take it off first.

"Oh boys," my mother gushed. "Aren't they sweet?"

"I'll do it," Remus said. "I've taken it off before, yours have never been removed, and personally, I'd like it to stay that way." Sirius and I smiled at him, and he unclasped the chain and handed it to Moody. Moody held it up close to his eye. He shot us a look, and I wondered if he could tell what the symbols meant. As he examined the icon he made tutting noises and other sounds.

"There is an old law, one of the firsts the original ministry wrote before writing other laws to keep our society organized." Moody said as he handed Remus back his necklace. I snatched it away from him. He may have taken it off himself for the full moons, but he had never put it back on him. He smiled and shook his head, before moving the strands of hair that always got in my way as I clasped it back around him. "In this law the ministry agreed that if Magic said something, put something in motion, or the like, no law could put a stop to it. The gold in those necklaces is a sign that your souls have been bound, you are in essence each others husbands. No law can try to break that, it does not matter if you are too young, the same sex, or more then two of you. Magic has spoken, the law must listen."

"There is more Alastor." Dumbledore said.

"Yes," Moody replied. "The current minister does not always listen to this law." Our hearts had been singing at the news Moody had just given us, and it was quickly dashed. "He may listen to it this time, I doubt it. He may do what he would have if Magic hadn't tried to step in, and God be with you in Azkaban if this is the case. Or he may order you to end it, and if it seems as though you have, he will leave you be." It may have been my imagination but I swore I heard Remus sigh, "Door."

"We can fight it?" I asked. "We can show them the law, and the magic gold in our necklaces, and they have to leave it as it is?"

"Possibly, but then the Prophet and other publications will have a heyday with your story, and you will be cast into the public light. Are you prepared for that? Are you prepared for that Mr. Lupin?" Dumbledore asked looking at Remus with his piercing blue eyes.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Sirius growled. Remus and I shot him a look that told him to "shut up" and "watch your language that is the headmaster."

"You all know what I mean, and that is why I ask, are you prepared to be in the public light Mr. Lupin?" Dumbledore asked again, his eyes had never left Remus. Silence took over the house as we waited for Remus to answer.

"I'll do it." I sighed. Remus and Sirius' heads both spun to look at me. "I'll do it. I'll get a door Moony."

"You don't have to," Remus said. It was one of the first times I realized that when he was upset he'd say one thing one moment and another the next. I had to learn how to decipher what he really wanted from what he was saying to keep Sirius or/and I happy. This time I knew what he really wanted, and I was telling him once again, I'd do anything he asked of me.

"Yes I do, you need me to. You're right, if we pretend then it goes away. I won't put at risk, you'd think being in the public light was worse then Azkaban for a year." I reached for Remus' hand as I said this, and Sirius grabbed mine as well. "What about the student's that already know?" I asked turning towards Dumbledore.

"I have had the Heads gather there students and obliviate the incident from their memories, all except Mr. Pettigrew and Mrs. Evans, I assumed they already knew." Dumbledore explained. Remus nodded our thanks.

"Peter did, Lily didn't." I replied.

"I can have it wiped from her as well." Dumbledore offered.

"No, I'm going to see if she'll be my door. I'll have better luck of it if she knows." I explained, and he nodded his agreement with the thought.

A/N: This is where I got mad at Remus, anybody else with me on that?