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Memoirs of a Magus
by Maeglin Yedi

Pairing: Harry/Sirius, Remus/Lucius, Severus/Draco, Hermione/Victor and implied Ron/Neville
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash.
Disclaimer: No, all these lovely men do not belong to me, unfortunately. J.K. Rowling is their owner and creator. I just play with them once in a while.
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Summary: Sirius has missed Harry. Sirius really wants to do a lot of naughty things to Harry. But Sirius keeps getting interrupted.

A/N: written for the Canis Major ´Image Imaginings´ Challenge. Set in the same universe as my Domestic Drabbles but can be read as a stand-alone. Big thanks to Nimori for the online-beta and the grammar lessons ;-)

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´Memoirs of a Madman...´

Sirius looked at the piece of parchment in front of him and frowned. That didn´t sound right. He wasn´t writing a book about Mad Eye Moody. He was writing a book about his own life.

´Memoirs of a Mud....´

Slightly better but still not exactly what he wanted. Sirius chewed on the feathery end of his quill and tapped his foot against one of the wooden legs of the small desk he was sitting behind.

He missed Harry. To keep his mind off his lover he had decided to start on his book. But images of Harry, naked, sweating and moaning beneath him kept interrupting his flow of thoughts.

´Memoirs of a Maniac.....´

Definitely not. If only because Sirius knew that Snape would have a field day with that title. And Sirius did not want to amuse that Greasy Git. Ever.

"Forget about the title," he said to no one, and started thinking about the first paragraph.

´It was a dark and stormy night when we were betrayed by the one we thought to be our best friend......´

Wait a minute. It hadn´t been stormy that night.

´It was a dark and cold night when we were betrayed by the one we thought to be our best friend. James and Lily Potter lost their lives and my dear godson Harry barely escaped the clutches of the Dark Lord.....´

Harry.

It had been four weeks.

Four very long and lonely weeks in their new house on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. It was a vast improvement to their tiny apartment in Diagon Alley, but without Harry he felt incredibly alone in their new house.

*Their* new house.

That thought made Sirius smile, and he hoped Harry would return soon. They had never been apart for this long since they had gotten involved during Harry´s seventh year at Hogwarts, almost two years ago.

Sirius had kept himself busy decorating their house and fixing his flying motorcycle so he could take Harry for a spin when he returned. Which should be any day now.

Sirius sighed, continued to chew on the feathery end of his quill, and looked over the parchment once more. Perhaps.....

´Memoirs of a Magus....´

Sirius grinned. He liked that title.

The sudden sound of a doorknob turning and the front door creaking open made Sirius look up from his writing. And he stared right into the green eyes of his young lover.

"Harry!" Sirius yelled, and jumped up, sending his chair almost flying across the room. Within seconds he had his lover in his arms and hugged him so tightly that Harry made a strangled noise that sounded somewhat like a protest.

"Merlin, I´ve missed you, Harry!" Sirius said when he let go of his lover, and took Harry´s face in his hands.

"I´ve missed you too, Sirius. It´s so good to be home again," Harry said, and pressed his lips against his lover´s. Sirius groaned loudly, and deepened their kiss until he left Harry completely breathless. He wanted his lover. Right now.

Harry seemed to be having the same idea, because he pressed his body against his lover´s and deliberately pushed his groin against Sirius´ rapidly hardening cock.

"How was Nepal?" Sirius asked in a harsh voice right before he took Harry´s earlobe in his mouth and suckled on it.

"Brilliant," Harry panted while he fumbled with the leather belt and the buttons on Sirius´ jeans.

"Meet any cute Wizards?" Sirius ripped open Harry´s blouse so he could attach his mouth to one of Harry´s erect nipples.

"Sure." Harry curled his hand around Sirius´ hard cock, which he had freed from the straining jeans just moments before. "If you´re into bold Wizards in orange robes. The youngest one was about 83 years old I believe," he rasped while he stroked Sirius´ cock.

"Good, " Sirius groaned, and tilted his head up to nibble on the side of Harry´s neck. He reached down for his lover´s jeans, and undid them easily. He grabbed his lover´s erection, and moaned loudly when Harry pushed both of their hard cocks against each other.

Sirius crushed his lips on Harry´s once more, and devoured him while they moved their bodies to pin their cocks between them. Both moved their hips to get the maximum amount of friction while they moaned loudly into their passionate kiss.

"Are we interrupting something?"

Sirius and Harry leaped apart and stared at the figure which stood in their doorway.

Remus.

Who had the decency to blush when he saw both Sirius and Harry gaping at him with their hard cocks still exposed.

The same couldn´t be said for Remus´ lover, who pushed past the werewolf, entered the house with a disdainful look on his face, noticed the state of Sirius and Harry´s arousal and smirked.

"So sorry to interrupt your little rendezvous," Lucius said with an amused smile.

"No, you´re not," Sirius snapped, and Lucius raised an eyebrow slowly.

"You´re right, Black. I´m not sorry," he said while he eyed Harry´s naked chest and hard cock without a hint of shame or embarrassment.

Harry blushed and hid behind the broad back of his lover. He quickly crammed his erection back into his pants and zipped his jeans up.

"Do you mind?" Sirius asked irritably, completely ignoring Lucius and his own exposed cock, while he glared at Remus.

"Sorry, Padfoot. But it´s the full moon tonight and you told me last week that it would be all right for me to stay here tonight." Remus tried to look apologetic.

"I did?" Sirius asked no one in particular.

"Yeah. Remember when we were painting the porch last week? I told you Lucius had to go away on business to Madagascar tonight and you told me I could stay here," Remus explained patiently, and Sirius tried to remember but for the life of him couldn´t recall their conversation. He had probably been day-dreaming about Harry.

"Are you going to Madagascar?" Harry asked Lucius with interest, surprise curving one brow.

"Yes, Potter. I will be staying there for a few days on Ministry business," Lucius answered while he glared at the small couch for a few moments. Finally he brushed off the black dog hairs that were clearly visible on the light-blue fabric, wrinkled his nose one last time for good measure, and sat down.

"Look, Sirius. It´s obvious that we did interrupt something," Remus said while he looked down at his friend´s state of undress once more. "I promise that I´ll spend the night outside in the woods and I´ll give you all the privacy you two need. You know I don´t like to stay alone when I transform."

"Moony, of course you can stay here. I was just a bit surprised, that´s all," Sirius said with a genuine smile, and Remus smiled gratefully in return.

"So, Potter. Did your little trip to Nepal teach you anything, besides the fact that the mountains there are high and the local Wizards have no sense of fashion?" Lucius glanced at Harry while the young Wizard sat down next to their unexpected guest.

"Oh, it was absolutely fantastic, Mr. Malfoy. The Wizards there know so much about medicines and treatments....."

"Please," Lucius interrupted Harry while he placed his hand on the young Wizard´s thigh, "Call me Lucius."

Sirius growled and prepared to cast an Unforgivable at that Slytherin who dared touch *his* Harry, but Remus quickly put his hand on his friend´s shoulder.

"Leave it, Padfoot. Lucius doesn´t mean anything with it," he assured his friend and Sirius narrowed his eyes while he glared at that offending hand on his lover´s thigh.

Harry blushed a little but continued his enthusiastic tales of his journey anyway. "The knowledge those Wizards have is just so useful for Mediwizards. I mean, I know I´m still just in training, but with what I´ve learned there I think I now know more than the average, fully trained Mediwizard here."

"Really? How fascinating. Do tell more," Lucius said while he shifted closer to Harry and gave him a seductive smile.

Sirius, intent on glaring at Lucius, did not notice the two figures in his doorway until one of them spoke.

"For Merlin´s sake, Black. Even you must understand that we have outgrown the habitudes of our Neanderthal ancestors centuries ago, and that it is custom these days to walk around fully clothed. But then again, perhaps I am overestimating your intelligence as so many tend to do."

Sirius glared at Snape, and suddenly understood the source of the Slytherin's gibes. He quickly tucked his cock back into his jeans and buttoned them up.

"What do you want, Snape?" he asked, trying to keep an eye on both Lucius, who was still sitting way too close to his lover, and on Snape, who had no business entering his home but did so anyway.

"It must be hard for you to comprehend this, being a stuck up Gryffindor and all, but the world does not revolve around you, Black," drawled the blond figure entering besides Snape. He offered Remus a steaming goblet, which the werewolf accepted gratefully.

Sirius sighed. Just when he thought things could not get any worse, he now had not one, but two Malfoys in his living room.

"Back in the land of civilization so soon, Potter?" Draco asked with a sneer while he walked over to the couch his father and Harry were sitting on.

"Good evening to you too, Draco," Harry replied with narrowed eyes while he tried to control his conditioned feelings of aversion towards the Slytherin.

"While you were entertaining a bunch of celibate Wizards in Mongolia..."

"Nepal," Harry said through clenched teeth.

"....whatever, I won two matches for England," Draco finished with a smug grin on his face.

Harry sighed. It was bad enough that Draco was the seeker for England´s national team, but it really irritated him that the Slytherin used every occasion to rub that little fact in his face.

"First we slaughtered Liechtenstein and I caught the snitch after only ten minutes. Just last week we butchered Argentina. Their seeker flew against one of the goal posts and was carried off the field within the first five minutes. There was really no fun in that game since I had no competition. Not that Argentina´s seeker is any competition for me, mind you."

Harry sighed again. He had surprised and shocked the Wizarding world when he had declined the offer to become England´s National seeker two years ago and had instead chosen to continue his education and become a Mediwizard. After the war he wanted to do something useful with his life instead of spending his time chasing after a little, golden ball.

He remembered how Ron had refused to talk to him for three weeks after he had told his best friend about his decision. And when it was announced that Draco would become the new National seeker, Ron had such an outburst of anger that he almost blew up the entire Burrow. It had taken a dozen tranquilizing potions and a week of strict bed rest to calm his best friend down.

These days Harry was careful not to mention either Quidditch or Draco in a conversation with his best friend. Ron himself had made it a custom to ignore anything that had to do with his once favorite sport, and instead concentrated on his work in his brothers´ joke shop.

"Now, Lupin, I have altered the potion somewhat and it is very important that I observe your transformation and that you tell me anything that feels out of the ordinary. Do you understand?" Snape asked the werewolf in his patented teaching voice. Remus nodded obediently.

"Very well," the Potions master said, and walked over to a cabinet in the corner of the room. While he opened the door and started to examine the bottles of liquor inside, Remus joined him and asked questions about the new formula of the Wolfsbane Potion.

Snape answered him with short grunts of agreement or disapproval, and examined a bottle of scotch. He wrinkled his hooked nose when he saw the cheap brand, and picked up a bottle of sherry instead. After looking over the label quickly, he uncorked it and sniffed its contents. It obviously met his approval, because Snape picked up a glass, performed a quick cleaning spell on it, and filled it with the Sherry.

Sirius blinked, and wondered exactly when he had lost complete control over the situation. One moment he´d had his lover in his arms and they were about to get up close and very personal, and the next moment his lover was sitting on the couch with Lucius Malfoy´s hand still resting on his thigh while Harry was bickering with his formal school nemesis. To make things even worse, Snape was now going through *his* liquor collection, helping himself to *his* favorite sherry while discussing potions with Remus.

"Snape, get your filthy hands off my sherry!" Sirius suddenly yelled. The Potions master turned around slowly, gave Sirius one of his trademark sneers, raised the glass of sherry in a mock salute and took a sip from it.

"I mean it! What the hell are all you Slytherins doing here anyway? Piss off!" Sirius yelled once again, and this time Lucius turned around on the couch and glared at the enraged Gryffindor.

"Do calm yourself, Black. I´ve simply come to see my lover off. Severus is here to administer Remus his Wolfsbane potion, and my son is here because he is accompanying me on my trip to Madagascar."

Sirius took a deep breath, and rubbed his temples slowly. Cursing all three Slytherins to hell and back would only land him back in Azkaban and he had no intention of every going there again. He had to remain in control of the situation. Which he obviously was not. This was his house, damnit. He took another deep breath and decided that he would just throw everyone out, save for Harry, whom he fully intended to shag breathless after he had rid himself of those excessive Slytherins.

But before Sirius could do anything else a new voice rang through their living room.

"Harry, you´re back! How wonderful to see you again. How was Nepal?" Hermione gave a completely flabbergasted Sirius a quick peck on his cheek and, moved over to the couch to join her friend, whom she hadn´t seen in four weeks.

"Hov are you doing, Sirius?" Hermione´s fiancé Viktor asked politely while he shook Sirius´ hand.

"...Er..." Sirius looked from Hermione to Viktor and back.

"Good. I see Draco is here also. I vil go to him and discuss a vew tactics, iv you don´t mind," Viktor said and quickly made his way over to Draco, leaving a dumbfounded Sirius behind.

His plan had somehow failed miserably. Instead of getting rid of some Slytherins there were now even more people standing in his living room. Granted, one of them was at least a Gryffindor, but all those people stood in the way of him and a good shag with Harry.

"You look wonderful, Harry," Hermione said cheerfully after she had given her friend a quick hug. "Viktor and I thought that we´d just stop by to give you and Sirius tickets to Viktor´s next game. It will be Bulgaria against Malta."

"Thanks, Hermione. Good to see you too. Nepal was just amazing. I met so many wonderful Wizards there."

"Tell me all about it." Hermione smiled brightly and gestured Harry to make room for her on the couch. Which meant that Harry now practically sat on Lucius´ lap. The older Slytherin didn´t seem to mind at all and, placed his arm on the edge of the couch to accommodate the young Gryffindor next to him even better.

"Krum. Good to see you," Draco said while he shook Viktor´s hand.

"Likewise," Viktor answered. "Good game against Liechtenstein ze other week."

Sirius decided that he had to change his tactics. Yelling hadn´t worked, so he would just have to show them what he meant. He walked over to the front door with every intention to herd all those people out of his house as quickly as he could.

When he opened his front door however, he stared at a mop of bright red hair.

Ron looked up at him and lowered his fist, which had been ready to knock on his friend´s door.

"Ron," Sirius stated with a sigh, not even surprised anymore that more people were showing up at his doorstep out of nowhere.

"Hey, Sirius," Ron said a little tentatively. "Is Harry back already?"

Sirius nodded.

"Good," Ron said, his face lighting up. "Er...could I see him for a minute? I have something I want to discuss with him."

"Trust me, Ron. You do not want to go in there," Sirius said solemnly and Ron´s face paled.

"Why not? What´s wrong?" the redhead asked worriedly.

"Slytherins."

"Ah."

"Indeed."

"But...er...well, this is really important. Could I just see Harry for a moment?" Ron asked with pleading eyes, and Sirius raised his eyebrows. If Ron Weasley was willing to face a room filled with Slytherins, whatever he had to discuss with Harry really had to be important.

"Go right ahead," Sirius said, and stepped back from the doorway to let the redhead in.

"Thanks," Ron said with a small smile, and took a deep breath, crossed the threshold, and went in search of his friend.

"Ron!" Harry piped out, surprised, and quickly looked from Ron to Draco and back. Malfoy Jr. was engaged in a heated discussion with Viktor and hadn´t noticed Ron....yet. And Harry had every intention to keep it that way. He got up from the couch, and walked to his friend who stood in the middle of the room, looking kind of lost.

"Hey, Harry. Good to see you again, mate," Ron said, and tried not to glare in Malfoy´s direction. But he couldn´t help himself and his lip started twitching nervously while he stared at Draco and Viktor. He quickly shook his head and refocused his attention on Harry, who was looking at him worriedly.

"Could we talk somewhere in private? I want to....discuss something with you," Ron asked Harry softly. Harry nodded and led his friend to the kitchen.

Hermione had been trying to engage Lucius in a conversation, but the older Malfoy was clearly not interested in talking to the young witch. Instead he pulled a golden pocket watch from his expensive black robes and opened it.

"Look at the time," he exclaimed while he tucked the watch back into his robes. "Draco, I think we´d best be off. Apparating to Madagascar will take us a while and we don´t want to be late to meet the local Minister of Magic, now do we?"

Draco nodded, and moved over to Snape. Lucius got up from the couch, and followed his son.

"Viktor, I think we should go home as well," Hermione told her fiancé, and Viktor nodded obediently.

The announced exodus tempted Sirius to let out a loud cry in sheer victory but he restrained himself. Just a few more moments and he would be free of all those unwanted guests.

"I will see you soon, Severus," Draco said while he put his arms around the Potions master. Snape placed his hands on the side of Draco´s face and kissed him deeply.

Sirius couldn´t help himself and let out a strangled gasp of disgust.

Snape pulled back from his young lover and glared at Sirius. "Oh, do shove it, Black. We were all unwillingly confronted with your erect appendage earlier."

"Vat does he mean vit erect appendage?" Viktor asked his fiancée.

Hermione blushed.

"Ignore him, Severus," Lucius said patiently, and put his arms around his own lover. "I will miss you, Remus. I will be back within four days."

Remus smiled at Lucius lovingly, and kissed him. Sirius looked away quickly.

"The sun will set in a few moments, Lupin. I suggest you prepare yourself," Snape stated after he had said his goodbyes to Draco.

Remus detached himself from Lucius and nodded. The older Malfoy put his hand on his son´s arm and led him to the front door. Hermione and Viktor followed them, and after a few last goodbyes, Sirius was finally free of about half of his unwanted guests.

Now he only had to rid himself of the other half.

"Can I use the living room?" Remus asked his friend, and Sirius nodded. He looked around for Harry but didn´t see him in the room anymore, so he went in search for his young lover and found him in the kitchen.

"Can I join you?" he asked Harry and Ron, and both young men nodded their heads.

Sirius sat down and looked at Ron. The redhead looked positively embarrassed.

"What´s wrong?" Sirius asked and Harry sighed.

"Mind if I tell him, Ron?" Harry asked his friend, and Ron shook his head tiredly.

"No. I guess he could know....since he is like that as well." The redhead sighed and Sirius was instantly intrigued.

"It´s like this," Harry explained, "Neville asked Ron out on a date, but Ron´s not really sure if he likes Neville. In fact, Ron´s not entirely sure if he likes men at all."

Sirius inwardly groaned. Ron needed advice on his sexuality, and Sirius realized that if he didn´t put a stop to it right now, the conversation could last well into the early hours of the morning.

"Look, Ron. Let me give you a bit of advice," Sirius said impatiently. "Tell Neville to get down on his knees, and shove your cock in his mouth. Tell him to suck it and if you enjoy it, then yes, there is a good chance that you are in fact, gay."

Ron paled and let out a gasp. Harry snickered.

"Or you could just go out on that date with him, see if you like him and let things progress from there. Either way could work," Sirius said while he sat back in his chair and crossed his arms in front of him.

"I think I´ll just go out on a date with him," Ron concluded and got up. Sirius grinned. One down and only one more to go.

They entered the living room and were confronted with a slightly uncomfortable looking Potions master and an enormous werewolf.

"Hey Moony," Sirius said cheerfully while he patted his friend´s furry back. Moony let out a content sigh.

"Well, everything went well. Contact me in the morning, Lupin. I'll be off now," Snape said. Ron eyed the werewolf warily, and decided that he´d rather be close to his least favorite Professor than to the enormous beast.

"I´ll see you later, Harry," the redhead said, and followed Snape out of the front door.

"Don´t you have some trees to piss against?" Sirius asked his werewolf friend with a grin, and Moony nudged his nose against Sirius´ crotch playfully. Sirius chuckled while he led the wolf to the front door.

"Now, be a good wolf and don't do anything I wouldn´t do." Sirius watched the werewolf stroll down the porch. Moony turned around, answered Sirius with a short howl, and moved into the darkness of the night.

Sirius closed the front door and leaned against it. Harry stood in the middle of their living room and grinned at his lover.

"Alone at last." Sirius smiled at his lover seductively. Harry giggled and started walking away from Sirius slowly.

"Where do you think you are going?" the older Wizard asked, and moved in on his young lover. Harry quickly turned around and ran up the stairs.

"Bedroom. Good idea," Sirius said happily, and ran after his lover. When he reached their bedroom and walked inside he was confronted with one of the most arousing things he had ever seen, and it made him instantly hard.

Harry lay on their bed naked, legs spread as he stroked his own hard cock. Sirius started ripping off his own clothes and he ended up using a spell when he couldn´t get the laces of his boots untied fast enough. He practically jumped on the bed next to his lover, and licked his lips.

"Harry.... Damn, you look so good just lying there," he whispered, and crouched over to his young lover. He let his hand run down Harry´s chest until he could feel the curly hairs that surrounded Harry´s erection between his fingers.

"Sirius, hurry," Harry moaned, and Sirius moved to straddle his young lover. He bent down and kissed Harry hard while rubbing their erections together.

It had been four weeks.

Four weeks of pathetic hand jobs in the shower and now he was finally lying on top of his naked lover. He licked the side of Harry´s neck and placed soft kisses on his lover´s jawbone.

Four weeks, and one evening filled with irritating Slytherins who refused to leave, sat way too close to *his* Harry and stole his liquor.

Sirius felt like he lost control of himself, and thrust his hips against Harry´s body hard. Harry wrapped his legs around Sirius´ waist and entangled his hands in his lover´s long, black hair.

Sirius was so enveloped in that wonderful feeling of having his lover with him again that he never felt it coming. Or rather, he never felt that he was coming.

"Damn," he groaned loudly when his body convulsed and he shot his release all over Harry´s chest.

He buried his face in the crook of Harry´s neck, and felt his lover chuckle beneath him.

"How old are you, anyway?" Harry asked him teasingly.

"Shut up, you cheeky brat. You told me to hurry," Sirius replied while he looked up, and placed a kiss on Harry´s lips.

"I´m not surprised though," Harry said while he let his hands wander across his lover´s back. Sirius raised an eyebrow. "You had to restrain yourself the whole evening. No wonder you couldn´t control yourself any longer." Harry grinned and Sirius kissed his lover again.

"You´re right, Harry. Damn those Slytherins."

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