Prove It

Prove it

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"Good morning, love," Remus greeted cheerfully when Harry walked into the kitchen. "Slept well?"

Harry yawned and blinked. Sirius and his father were in the kitchen as well, smiling at his sleepiness. "Hard to tell," Harry replied and rubbed his eyes. "Generally, I don't count sleeping sitting on a couch very good. But you were with me, so I guess I slept very well." He grinned as he saw that Remus blushed slightly.

"Hush, you," the werewolf muttered embarrassedly. "Tea?"

"Yes, please." Harry accepted the cup and sat down on his usual place next to Remus. He nodded at Sirius and his father - it was still hard to believe that he was actually alive - and said, "Good morning, you two. How was your night?"

Sirius and James glanced at each other and grinned. "Well, if you're up to sleeping, then awful," Sirius said, and winked. "But in any other means... Well, let's say it was - satisfying."

"I can imagine," Remus snorted, and Harry laughed.

"We weren't as lucky as you are," he giggled. "Mum came to see me for the first time ever since I was an infant, and she found me naked in bed with Remus."

Sirius snickered, and James's eyes flew very wide. "Oh, Merlin!" he exclaimed. "She must have thrown a fit!"

"You bet," Harry replied dryly.

James eyed his son curiously. "Harry, I know my friend and ex-wife," he said. "What exactly did you do to prevent her killing Moony?"

"Well... I kind of threatened her," Harry confessed with a sheepish grin. "I told her that if she ever said a bad word to Remus, I'd never speak to her again."

"Really?" Remus asked, looking very surprised. "You - you said that to your mother? For me?"

"Anything for you, love," Harry replied and squeezed his lover's hand slightly.

"Thank you," Remus replied simply and looked Harry right in the eye.

Harry leaned forward, preparing to kiss the other man, when he heard a discreet cough.

"I'm sorry to interrupt such a sweet moment," Sirius grinned, "but I think we should talk about some arrangements."

"Arrangements?" Harry echoed dumbly. "What are you talking about?"

"Living arrangements," James explained, grinning at his son's confusion. "I can't possibly stay in Sirius's room forever."

"Oh, that's easy," Harry replied hastily. "Take my house. I'm never there myself, after all."

"You're brilliant, Harry," Remus grinned.

"He's not," Sirius laughed, "he's only in hurry to get to snogging with you."

Remus chuckled. "Are you, Harry?" he asked then, grinning.

"In fact, I was more thinking about going along the lines of, 'shagging your brains out,' but I believe that some snogging wouldn't be so bad, either." Harry gave Remus a seductive grin, and the werewolf blushed. The three other men all laughed.

"That won't be in order until we've moved Harry in and us out," Sirius grinned.

"Let's hurry, then," Harry said slyly, making them all laugh again.

Since neither nor Harry had very much to move - Sirius didn't have much personal property, and most of Harry's most important stuff was already in Remus's apartment - they were soon done. James and Sirius hesitated at first - "We can't take your house for nothing" but Harry reminded them that the house had been bought with the money he had inherited, so it was rightfully James's. Free time always made Sirius's brain swarm with ideas. So it was now, too.

"Let's make Remus's and your room together the master bedroom," he suggested to Harry. "You'd sleep in the same room anyway, and since you're living here, you don't have to pretend that you have separated rooms."

"I think it's more up to Remus than me," Harry replied dryly. Then he grinned. "Otherwise, I'm in."

It turned out that Remus was more than ready for the arrangement. They used a bit of magic to wipe off the wall between the two rooms, then to rearrange the furniture. James showed his Transfiguration skills and turned the two beds into a large four-post bed.

"There," Sirius grinned when the work was done. "Your bedroom, gentlemen. I and James leave before we're scarred for life." He winked and grasped James's hand.

"Be nice," James said and winked before he and Sirius Flooed to their new apartment.

"What do you think about that?" Harry asked slyly.

"What, our bedroom?" Remus said, playing innocent. "I think it is nice."

Harry chuckled. "Let's try it out then, shall we?"

"You bet," Remus smiled, wrapping his arms around Harry's neck. "I love you," he said before kissing Harry.

"And I love you," Harry replied as they broke the kiss. Then he kissed his werewolf lover again and started leading their way towards the newly-created bed.

*

Sirius and James were lying on their bed, quietly talking about everything James had missed.

"Is Harry an Animagus, too?" James asked curiously.

"You bet," Sirius chuckled. "Took him only five months. Of course I was teaching him, but still!"

"And what's his form?" asked James then. He felt fatherly pride of his son raise its head in his heart. Harry had grown up to be a truly great man.

"Guess twice," Sirius said with a grin. "He's a wolf. A black wolf, with emerald eyes."

"Figures," James said, grinning alike. "Although I'm now having rather perverted mental images of Harry and Remus during the full moon."

"Don't worry." Sirius stroked slightly his cheek. "I can assure you, they keep under control, especially nowadays - Remus has got a well-paid job in the Ministry through Arthur Weasley, so he can easily afford Wolfsbane every month." The Grim Animagus then laughed cheerfully. "Two months ago, we led home a lost child. You should have seen her mother's face when a famous Quidditch player was standing in the doorway with her missing daughter and two huge canines..."

"I can imagine that," James chuckled.

"And especially priceless her expression was when Remus went there the next day to bring the doll the girl had dropped when he and his friends had returned to her. She didn't know whether she should scream for a werewolf or thank him."

"Well, what did she do, then?" inquired James, slightly worried. If the woman had hurt Remus's feelings...

"Fortunately, she thanked him," Sirius replied to his great relief. "Fortunately for her, that is. If otherwise, I'd surely have attacked her."

"I don't doubt that," James muttered. Sirius had always been extremely protective about his friends.

"I figured you wouldn't." Sirius was quiet for a while. Then he said, "Are you sure you are completely okay with it?"

"You mean, with Remus and Harry being together?" James thought about it for a while. "I don't know, actually. But then again, I haven't been around when he grew up. He's now of age, so even if I had something against it, I couldn't do anything about it. So, I guess I can cope with it - especially if doing otherwise would mean losing my son again." He rolled around to lie on his stomach. "And they're both happy, I can see that. That's all that matters, after all, isn't it?"

"You're right," Sirius replied, smiling. "I myself had a hell of a problem with it at first. I'm stunned to see how well you are taking this. I wouldn't be so calm if I found out my friend is fucking my son in regular basis."

James snorted at that. "You have such a way with English language, Sirius darling."

"I know," Sirius said with a grin. "That's why you love me, isn't it?"

"Definitely not," James chuckled. "I love you because you are witty, handsome, sexy, clever, funny to be with, charming, sexy, a powerful wizard, sexy as hell -"

"Stop describing yourself," Sirius interrupted him, "and do something useful with your mouth instead."

"Like?" James grinned, pushing himself up to all fours.

"Like proving me that you're really in love with me," Sirius said with a goofy grin.

James bent down and began slowly licking Sirius's bare abdomen. Sirius moaned and grasped his hair, trying to lead him where Sirius really wanted his lover to use his tongue.

And, well, James had always been miserable in disobeying his lover's wishes.

*

"We should go to the Diagon Alley," Sirius suggested the next morning - or, rather, it was near noon already. "I need a new wand, and we both need a lot of stuff."

"Right," James said. "Fortunately Moony had my wand safe. What about inviting him and Harry to join us?"

"Of course," Sirius chuckled. "I've lived with Remus - and practically with Harry, too - for too long time to go on living without them. I'm already missing Remus's comments about everything I do."

"More likely you're missing commenting all his doings," James said with a grin. "Do you really think I don't know you, honey? I'm surprised you haven't driven poor Moony insane, considering how long time you've spent with him."

"Well, he was quite a lot at work," Sirius reminded, and smiled a bit sadly. "I have to confess that I read some books - you wouldn't guess I was bored out of my mind, would you?"

"Oh, my poor honey," James muttering, kissing Sirius lightly on the cheek. "I'll make it better to you from now on, I promise."

"Okay." Sirius grinned. "Should we contact the guys now?" He walked to the fireplace and tossed a handful of Floo powder into the magical fire. "Remus Lupin!" he yelled, waiting for a response.

They had to wait for quite a while. At last Remus's head appeared to the flames. He had a bit embarrassed grin on his face, and his hair was a total mess.

"Um... Hi," he said with a grin. "We were just going to--"

"No more details!" exclaimed Sirius, raising his hand in mock horror. "Do you want to join us to the Diagon Alley, or are you too occupied with Harry at the moment?"

"We'll come, don't worry," Remus said, smiling mischievously. "Just give me some time to get my clothes back on."

"Okay, that was entirely too much details," James said, and faked a sigh. "We'll wait until you come over, okay?"

"Okay." Remus disappeared from sight. James shook his head, looking slightly green, and Sirius bursted into laughter.

"You should have seen your face, Prongs!" the long-haired man giggled. "And Moony... Oh, that was priceless!"

"Stop it already," James sighed, rolling his eyes towards the ceiling. Then he grinned. "But you've had pretty bad influence on our poor Moony, haven't you?"

"Alas, I suppose I'm indeed the one to blame." Sirius smiled. Then he wrapped his arms around his lover's shoulders. "What do you think, how long will it take from them?" he asked with a suggestive smile.

"Long enough, considering Harry's behaviour yesterday," James said. "Why so? Did you have some ideas for that time?"

"Well, not exactly ideas," Sirius replied slyly, his lips hovering around James's neck. "More like a firm determination to shag you to the mattress."

"Sounds like a good - eh - determination," the bespectacled man said, grinning broadly.

So, Sirius did just that.