Disclaimer: I'm still not J.K. Rowling, and though I got most of the things I wanted for Christmas, no one gave me any of the boys. Oh, well. I hope you all had a good holiday season.

A/N: I won't apologize for how long it's been since I last updated, it was the Holiday and we all know how hectic that can get. I've come to a decision about that last chapter, it was weird. This next chapter I hope you all like a lot better.

Chapter 23

March 1978

Sometimes I wondered if he would be able to make turtles sexy. He'd probably write something like, the hard shells knocked against each other as their necks stretched. Maybe, probably, I don't know. What I do know is that he could make adventurers, quidditch players, and even the Head Boy and a Prefect sexy. So this Head Boy did think a Prefect was sexy, but this time Sirius had put it into words, and that made it ten times better...

The castle was dark, it was always dark that late at night. The prefect, with a lion and a "p" engraved on his shining golden badge that rested on his black robes, walked stealthily through the castle. His partner had left him so she could cover the other side of the castle, and they could hopefully be done with their task quickly. He hadn't wanted to go patrol that night, and his bed partners made it even harder for him to leave then it would have been anyways. He had tried to remember the potions table of elements, and had succeeded in curbing the hard on that his lovers had left him with, if only a little. He still needed to get this done with quickly, that way he could get it taken care of completely and properly.

As he turned a corner in the corridors, he heard a scuffle coming from one of the classrooms. He groaned, this was not what he needed right now. He needed a night when the students had actually decided to all be good for a night, so he could go and be anything but. He pushed the door open slowly, he wanted to catch the students doing whatever they were doing so he could take away just the right amount of points. Of course with his hard on aching like it was, he was going to take away five extra just for the hell of it.

"I'm not sucking you," he heard a familiar voice say as he opened the door. "You're sucking me."

"No," the second voice rang out. He watched as this boy, the one with his own lion and a "H" engraved into a golden badge resting on his black robes, crossed his arms as they argued. "I sucked you last time, now you're sucking me."

"No you didn't," the first boy had argued back. This one had no badges on his robes, and he was more proud of this fact then either his prefect or his head boy were of their badges. "I distinctly remember me sucking you last time."

"No," The Head Boy argued again. "I sucked you, you sucked him." He corrected. The other boy cocked his head to the side as he took this in.

"Who did he suck?" he asked after a little while.

"No one, stupid, little, selfish arsehole, he got off, you got off, and you know what you two left me with?" He held up his hand and wiggled his fingers as if to say, "rosie and her five sisters." The prefect was slightly offended about being called a "stupid, little, selfish arsehole," and thus decided to show how unselfish he really was.

"Oh for Pete's sake," the prefect groaned as he walked into the room better and let the door shut behind him. Maybe if his partner did what she normally did they would be free to do as much as they wanted, as long as they wanted in the little classroom. The Head Boy and their other lover turned to watch the prefect as he walked closer to the Head Boy. "If you two are going to fight about it," he said as he dropped to his knees in front of the Head Boy, and quickly undid his belt and pants. Drawing him out of the pants, the prefect began to lick the Head Boy.

"Ah," the Head Boy sighed when finally someone took pity on him. "Gods Moons, you're so fucking good at that." He said as he stroked the prefects sandy-brown hair. "Better then you," he said as he looked into the gray eyes of the boy he had been arguing with.

"Really," the gray eyed boy growled. "You think he's better then me do you Prongs?"

"Ah," the Head Boy sighed again when the prefect swirled his tongue at the tip of his head. "Fuck, so much better." The gray eyed boy walked up to Moons, grasped his shoulder, and pulled him away. They weren't sure who whimpered louder, the Head Boy or the Prefect. "Padfoot, why'd you do that?" The Head Boy asked with his whimper. Padfoot grinned up at the Prongs, and dropping to his knees, took the Head Boy into his mouth in one fell swoop of his head. "Oh, that's why." Prongs sighed before his head rolled back and he placed his hand in the shaggy black hair of his another lover.

"I was working there," Moons growled as he watched Padfoot's head bob up and down against their lover. Padfoot moaned, and the vibrations against him, made the Head Boy need to take in a deep, shuttering breath. "But if you insist," Moons growled, and he looked back at Prongs. "Why don't you fuck his face like you want to Prongs?"

"Do you think I should Moony?" Prongs asked as he tightened his hold on Padfoot's shaggy hair.

"Oh yeah," Moony answered. "Practically begging for it he is. Arguing about who was going to suck who, and as soon as I come in to help you out, he gets all jealous. He wants you to fuck him hard so you have to shoot down his throat. He's such a little cocksucker, loves it so fucking much you know." Prongs hated it when they talked like that, but as soon as he felt Padfoot moan against him he forgot about his morals.

Once Moony had given his answer Prongs grasped Padfoot's head, forcing him to keep still as he rammed in and out of Padfoot's mouth, forcing him to take the Head Boy down his throat. Over and over again he moved in and out of the wet mouth, up and down the throat. Moony watched with a dirty grin on his face. Whatever progress he had thought he had made on getting rid of his hard on before walking into that dusty classroom had been shot to hell as soon as he heard the sounds of delight coming from his lovers' lips. Soon Prongs had thrown his head back in pleasure, shouting out to the lover that had sucked him, as he shot down his throat. Prongs slumped against the wall when he was finished, and Padfoot spun to see Moony fidgeting with his pants as he tried to find a comfortable position.

"What are you thinking?" Moony asked as he looked back at Padfoot, a drop of Prong's come hanging off of his lips.

"I'm a good little cocksucker right?" Padfoot growled as he moved towards the spot he had tossed Moony to get him out of his way.

"Yeah, good little cocksucker, love taking us down your throat don't you?" Moony growled back figuring he knew what Padfoot was doing and leanied back on his elbows so he'd have an easy time of it.

"Yeah, I love it, and I'm the fucking best at it aren't I?" Padfoot asked as he undid Moony's belt and pants, and pulled Moony out of his pants.

"Damn right you are, so what the fuck are you waiting for?" Moony answered before sharing a look with Padfoot. Padfoot ducked his head, grasped Moony's hips so he couldn't buck as much, and started to lick up and down the sides. "Ah," Moony sighed, "that's better." He waited a little while before growling, "Padfoot." His lover knew what he needed, and so ducked his head down taking Moony into his mouth and continuing until he was deep in Padfott's throat. Moony moaned at the feel as Padfoot swallowed.

"Why aren't you fucking him, huh?" Prongs asked as he moved away from the wall, coming to stand just behind Padfoot.

"Bit of a difficult angle," Moony answered. It came out rough, he was in no shape to be caring on a conversation.

"You could always guide him, you're strong enough." Prongs suggested.

"I don't want to hurt him" Moony explained before moaning at a particular tongue movement the lover between his legs did.

"You wouldn't, and he'd probably like it." Prongs argued "Our good little pup, always ready to please." He added before looking down at the ass sticking in the air, and licking his lips.

"Don't you even think about it." Moony growled, knowing just what Prongs was considering. Prongs looked up at Moony's face, questioning the comment. "You already got off, this is my turn."

"Oh, so I'm not allowed to back for seconds then?" Prongs snapped.

"No, not until we've gotten off." Moony answered. "If you're bored, you could always give him a hand. Make him come fast, that way I could feel him calling for you around me. Probably be enough for me to get off too." Prongs dropped to his knees behind Padfoot, and cupped the bulge in his pants. Padfoot moaned, causing Moony to do the same. "Yeah Prongs, he likes that."

Prongs maneuvered Padfoot's pants so that his hand could slip down to his lover's ache. As he curled his hand around Padfoot, Moony moaned. At the same speed Padfoot was sucking Moony, Prongs jerked him. If he moved his head up, he did the same with his hand. If he moved his head down, he did the same with his hand. If Moony made a sound that made Prongs think Padfoot had flicked his tongue against Moony's head, Prongs flicked his thumb against Padfoot's. Soon Padfoot was doing as Moony had said he would, screaming for Prongs as Moony held Padfoot's head around himself. Moony was also right in assuming it would be just what he needed to get his self off as well.

"I still want my seconds," Prongs growled when Padfoot rested his head against Moony's thigh.

"Give me a second," Padfoot growled.

"Why?" Moony asked, and Padfoot opened his eyes enough that he could see Moony was already growing hard again.

"Fucking werewolf stamina," Padfoot sighed as he tried to remind his cock how to work.

"You love it," Moony laughed, and Padfoot agreed by kissing the side. "You better be ready if you're going to be doing that." Moony warned, and Prongs gave Padfoot little room to say if he was ready or not. It was no matter, Moony was getting up out of his spot, and Prongs forced Padfoot to lie down in the spot Moony had just vacated. Together the two boys that were ready for another go ripped Padfoot's pants down, before doing the same to their selves. Casting the lube charm quickly, Prongs gentle slid into Padfoot, something that still amazed Padfoot. Even when he was as horny as he was, Prongs was always gentle. When he was in as far as he could go, Moony slid into Prongs, pressing him even deeper.

Together Prongs and Moony rocked in and out of Padfoot as they waited for the pleasure to become enough that he was once again ready for seconds as well. Padfoot didn't care if he got up and off again as well, if they did. He could understand Prongs, a little bit of a wait and Padfoot was ready to go again, especially if he had just watched his two lovers together. It was Moony he just couldn't understand. Yes, Moony was right, he loved the fucking werewolf stamina, he just wondered how the boy never really got tired. Unlike Prongs though, these were thoughts he left to consider until after he had listened to his lovers pound into each other and him, and came screaming for each other. Which didn't take to long, just enough time to make him hard enough that they could jerk him to the mark with their selves. As always, the boys crashed down onto him and he kissed them before they rolled off of him, one on either side. Eventually they would have to get up and go to their dorm, but until then he would lie there holding his prefect and his Head Boy. Cause even if the school, or a girl or two considered them their own, he knew the truth. They had always been, and would always be, his.

"We are you know?" I asked as we lay in our bed one March night listening to Sirius tell us a story. "Yours," I added when he looked at me confused.

"I know Prongs," he said. "Look, you shared her, I'm not jealous anymore. You shared her with us, but you'd never share us with her."

"Why didn't you ever tell us?" I asked looking at Remus.

"Why didn't I ever tell you what?" Remus asked turning to look at me as well.

"That Lily Evans is in love with you." Sirius replied, taking the words straight out of my mouth.

"I didn't find it important." He tried to keep a straight face as he said it, but it soon split into a grin, as we laughed. That was my line when something happened with her that I didn't want them to know. "No, but really. She's in love with me, or was, I hope she's not anymore. She told me, one night on patrol. I told her I was gay, and that wasn't just some line. I told her, I'm in love too, with Padfoot and Prongs. She knew who that was, and she seemed to let it go. I didn't even know until last month that she hadn't. I think you two felt it was intense, good, but I don't know if you know what it meant to me and her. It was kind of like closure, and yeah I guess in a way we're sharing you, but she's now accepting that it can't be me you're sharing with her."

"What do you two think I should do?" I asked after Sirius and I had let Remus explanation wash over us. "Bradshaw says that if I get married the Ministry will leave me alone, but I don't want to. I'm already married."

"I think, we need to go to finish our N.E.W.T.S, you need to spend a season with the Tornadoes, and then when we turn nineteen, and your season ends, we need to reevaluate the situation." Remus answered.

"Yes, I agree." Sirius said. "I also believe, we should go to sleep." Remus and I laughed, but still curled up together as we drifted off to the dreamworld.

I couldn't believe that Remus and I were eighteen now. Sirius had been eighteen since October, that had sunk in. I still remembered the day three, four, scared little eleven-year-olds walked up the aisle in the Great Hall, watching the ceiling that was bewitched to look like the sky above, and listening for our names to be called. I could still see Sirius' face as he all but begged not to be a Slytherin, Remus' look of surprise when the hat put him in a house other then Ravenclaw, Peter's look of confusion when he wasn't placed in Hufflepuff, and the shake of their heads when I just shrugged at being put in Gryffindor, as though there could even be another.

I couldn't believe that I was married, at least under the Law of Magic, even if the law of the books refused to recognize the union. I couldn't believe I had actually just tried having a conversation about marriage with my best mates. I wondered for a moment what would have happened if Lily and I had gotten together in another way, would I still be lying in my bed this month and thinking about getting married. How about having children, did Lily and I even want children. Bradshaw had said that he was pleased our relationship was progressing at a normal speed, so maybe we were supposed to have a child or two.

Was I really eighteen thinking about marriage and children? Yes, I was. I just had to wonder, where had the time gone? Where had the past year gone alone, or nearly the last two? I stopped at that, had we really been together for a year and a half? September, October, November, December, January, February, March. Seven months. We had been together for over a year and a half. Lily and I a year. We had one more year before our case got changed, and then Lily, Remus, Sirius, and I had to think about me getting married to stop the cases all together. I sincerely hoped that I would be able to just let Lily go, let her live her own life, a real life. I knew that I would do whatever Remus asked of me though, and if that meant marrying Lily, I would do it.

If I got married to Lily what would that mean for me and my husbands? Would that mean they lived in our flat, and we forgot about these last two years? Would that mean the four of us would get a house together? Would I have nights that I got to spend with them once a week, guys night? Would I have to sacrifice the life I dreamed of with them so that I had a life with Lily instead? With that thought in my head, I rolled over, and pulled Remus closer to me. I never wanted to give him up, or Sirius for that matter, I thought as my hand searched for his between him and Remus.

A/N: I love Sirius' story chapters, what do you guys think? I've got a lot more stories going at the moment, but today I am going to force myself to finish the chapter that has been sitting in stand-by for the past few weeks. If I get two chapters done in the next few days, then I'll post another one by Wednesday. Oh, and Happy New Year!