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Temptation	By : LouisaB Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2024 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: This story is a short sequel to The Marauders' Legacy. It was written in response to comments at another archive about a vibe between Teddy Lupin and Fred Weasley II. I have since left that archive but since a few people do still want to read this story I am posting it here. Due to the slightly underage elements it is not posted elsewhere like The Marauders' Legacy. It is also a lot more graphic than the other story.
Temptation

Teddy Lupin had inherited several traits from each of his parents.

From his mother he had inherited her loyalty, her metamorphmagus skills and her clumsiness. From his father he had inherited soft brown eyes, a penchant for mischief and – so he was told – his total utter gayness.

His loyalty had resulted in him following in Nymphadora’s footsteps by being sorted into Hufflepuff house, while the ability to transform his features was a handy skill that had come in very useful when he was getting into all that mischief.

His clumsiness on the other hand, meant that Madam Pomfrey had, by the end of his fifth year, had to start a second filing cabinet drawer just to contain all his records.

As for the rest: he couldn’t deny the brown eyes, they were right there for everyone to see after all, although he did, quite frequently, deny the mischief, in the vain hope of staying out of trouble…it rarely worked.

The one trait he would deny was that he was gay, just like his father. Or at least he would have denied it, if his mouth had not been otherwise occupied with sucking off his boyfriend when that particular observation had been made.

Teddy was not gay like his father. He was very much bisexual, as was his father. Really, it should have been obvious to everyone that his father was attracted to both sexes, otherwise Teddy would simply not be around to argue the point. Not that he was arguing the point because, as has already been mentioned, his mouth was rather full at the time. He supposed he could manage to mumble a word or two, but he had no doubt that they would be anything but coherent and, considering his aforementioned clumsiness, could well result in a visit to Madam Pomfrey. He knew that whilst the school Healer did have a soft spot for him, it probably didn’t stretch to his having to explain just how teeth marks had got there.

But, the point was that Teddy was very much bisexual. He liked girls, and had even dated a few of them, his longest relationship lasting four months back in his fifth year. It was just that he liked boys as well, and whilst kissing girls was all very pleasant, he also found he liked the idea of being with another boy, especially if that boy was shoving his cock up his arse. Teddy was much like his father in that respect. That is, he was like his father in that he liked being with other boys; he had no idea whether his father liked to be buggered or preferred to be the one doing the buggering. Teddy had never asked Remus, or his partner Sirius, who did what to who when they were together…there were some things a son didn’t really need to know about his father.

The other reason he hadn’t asked his father questions like this was because he knew it would cause other queries to arise, queries about his own sexuality, and whilst he had come out to a couple of close friends, he hadn’t yet told his father. It wasn’t that he thought his father wouldn’t understand, he was after all quite open about his own preferences, Teddy just didn’t want to admit who it was that had caught his eye.

So, Teddy Lupin was firmly ensconced in the closet, both figuratively and, at this particular moment in time, literally.

“Hold still,” Fred Weasley the Second said as he climbed onto Teddy’s lap and straddled his thighs.

“Easy for you to say,” Teddy replied, trying not to think about just what this might look like to anyone who happened to enter the store cupboard right now.

“Am I turning you on?” Fred asked with a grin, wriggling around a little to tease the older boy even more.

“You know you are,” Teddy replied, realising all too late why Fred had insisted on doing this in the closet instead of somewhere more sensible, like the boys’ bathroom, which was rather more crowded at this time of day. “And I’ve told you before…”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Not until you’re older. I’m sixteen; you know that makes me legal in the muggle world?”

“We’re wizards, and I’m nearly eighteen.”

“Not yet though.”

“But still, that’s a bit of an age difference.”

Fred mumbled something about stubborn gits who didn’t take what was offered under his breath, and leaned in closer again.

“What are you using anyway?” asked Teddy, trying to see what was in Fred’s hand for himself.

“This,” Fred said, dangling something very familiar in front of his face.

“No!” Teddy shook his head and tried to move as far away from Fred as he could. Of course this wasn’t that far, since Fred was still straddling his legs and pinning him to the large box he was sitting on.

“It’s clean,” Fred said with a sigh of impatience.

“You’re not piercing my ear with your prefect badge.”

“I’ve not got anything else.”

“Haven’t you got a needle or something?”

“What do you take me for, some sort of nancy boy?”

Teddy raised an eyebrow.

“It’s just one little prick,” Fred said with a lecherous grin. “You’ll barely feel a thing.”

Teddy continued to look warily at the pin that normally held the Ravenclaw prefect badge to the younger boy’s cloak.

Fred leaned forward again and nuzzled at the ear he was intending to mutilate.

Teddy drew in a sharp breath as Fred took the earlobe into his mouth and sucked on it gently.

“Oh, Merlin,” Teddy gasped as he wrapped his arms around Fred’s back and held him close.

Fred was grinding up against him as he continued to suck at his ear, occasionally nipping as well. “Like that?” Fred whispered after the first such bite.

“Yeah,” Teddy groaned. “Don’t stop.”

“Someone could walk in on us,” Fred reminded him, the hint of laughter in his voice clearly showing that he didn’t much care if they did.

Teddy pulled back a little to look Fred in the eyes. He didn’t say anything as he drew him down for a kiss.

They continued to kiss, frantically and urgently, their hips grinding together in a matching rhythm; Teddy could feel his control starting to slip as Fred continued to rock against him.

Shuddering and shaking, Teddy cried out as he came. A moment later he was vaguely aware of a stinging pain in his ear.

“All done,” Fred whispered. “One crescent moon earring, as the customer wanted.”

“Customer?” Teddy managed to gasp. “You give all your customers this sort of service?”

Fred laughed and looked down between the two of them to where their groins were still perilously close to each other. “Only my favourite customers,” he teased. “So, how are you planning to pay for my services?”

“What do you have in mind?” Teddy asked with a grin.

Fred reached down and unzipped his trousers. Taking Teddy’s hand he guided it where he wanted it to go. “I’m sure you can think of something,” he said.

Oh Teddy could definitely think of something. Something that involved his hand around the hot flesh between Fred’s legs.

Teddy looked down at the white underpants that hid Fred’s cock from his hungry eyes. This was getting to be something of a habit. Fred’s cock seemed to be finding its way into Teddy’s hand or mouth on an alarmingly frequent basis.

“It’s just a hand job,” Fred whispered. “We’ve done this before. Just touch me.”

Teddy reached cautiously down and slipped his hand inside the briefs, carefully pulling out Fred’s hard cock.

He was past caring if anyone walked in on them while he was feeling up the other boy. From the way Fred was groaning he was pretty sure he didn’t care if they were caught either.

The hot flesh throbbed in his hand and he reached out a finger to play with the slit. Fred was already dripping pre-cum and Teddy knew if they weren’t careful they would be covered in semen and, since they weren’t in the bathroom, with no way to wash it off.

That was the only reason Teddy urged Fred to take his place on the box, so he could kneel between his legs, and take that gorgeously tempting cock into his mouth.

Fred tasted so good in his mouth and Teddy sucked him gently. Fred didn’t last long. Barely a minute had passed before Teddy felt his mouth fill with his cum and he swallowed down every drop.

“What about you?” Fred asked after he’d recovered his voice.

Teddy grimaced as he looked down at his crotch. The taste of the other boy had been enough to push him over the edge and his trousers were now sporting a rather obvious damp patch.

Fred chuckled and Teddy’s face flushed.

“I like that I made you come in your pants,” Fred whispered. “I like that everyone will see that stain and only I’ll know how it came to be there.”

Teddy snorted and reached for his wand. “Thankfully, unlike you, I’ve mastered cleaning charms.”

Fred laughed as he pulled Teddy’s wand from his hand and shot out the door.

“Get back here!” Teddy yelled, but Fred had already gone.

Teddy looked down at the embarrassing stain and groaned. He wondered again why he put up with Fred. Then he remembered…

Teddy and Fred had known each other for as long as they could remember. They had grown up together and were almost like family…almost.

Since Teddy’s Godfather was also Fred’s uncle-by-marriage, they attended all the same family gatherings and, as they were the two boys closest in age in the extended family, they often found themselves in each other’s company.

If asked, Teddy would not have been able to name the date that he first realised he was attracted to Fred Weasley, though he was sure it was at some point during the summer holidays between his sixth and seventh year at Hogwart’s.

Teddy had decided to stay at Hogwart’s during the summer in order to spend time with his father, who, along with the rest of the Marauders, had a portrait in the school. As he was now of age and because of the special circumstances surrounding his father, permission had been granted.

Fred wasn’t supposed to be staying at Hogwart’s for the holidays, but a dare on the last morning of term had seen him rushed to the Hospital Wing after he had eaten the entire contents of a Skiving Snackbox. He never was entirely sure what had gone wrong, but his nose wouldn’t stop bleeding and his fever had approached a deadly level.

Thankfully, Madam Pomfrey had managed to put him to rights, unfortunately too late for him to catch the train which had left hours before.

When Teddy had heard about the incident, he had rushed to the Hospital Wing to check on Fred, who didn’t seem all that bothered by what had happened and was getting ready to travel home by floo.

Teddy wouldn’t say he had fallen for Fred right at that point, but by the time the end of the holidays arrived he was well and truly desperate to see him again.

Teddy had tried not to let his wandering mind dwell on ideas like touching Fred, kissing Fred, or in the darkest recesses of the night – sucking the other boy off or letting him pound him into the mattress.

He might even have been successful in moving on were it not for the fact that Fred had suddenly pulled him into an empty classroom one rainy Sunday afternoon shortly after the Christmas holidays and told him that he thought he was attracted to boys.

It wasn’t that much of a surprise to Teddy that Fred had chosen to speak to him about his sexuality, after all, Teddy was the son of Remus Lupin, whose sexual exploits with Sirius Black amongst the painted world of Hogwart’s were already becoming a legend. Teddy and Fred had been friends for years, and Fred knew that Teddy had accepted his father’s lifestyle without question. It was only natural he would accept Fred’s choice as well.

What did surprise Teddy, was his own reaction to Fred’s confession.

“Me too,” he had said, admitting it aloud for the first time.

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“How long?”

“A while.”

“Want to go shag?”

Teddy had blinked a couple of times, picked his jaw up off of the floor and laughed loudly.

Fred had looked a little put out at his response and had stood up to leave. He hadn’t made it to the door when Teddy grabbed hold of his arm and pulled him back towards him.

The tiny spark that had always been between them flared up into something else as Teddy leaned down to kiss the smaller boy.

It was meant to be a soft kiss, a hesitant touching of lips between two boys who were cautiously learning about the other.

It was meant to be a short kiss, brief and over before it had barely begun.

It wasn’t.

Teddy had stumbled back towards the wall as Fred plunged his tongue into his mouth. He had moaned as he tilted his head to a more comfortable angle and ran his tongue along Fred’s. Then the tongue was gone and his own was following after it, seeking the unfamiliar taste it had been enjoying a moment before.

Within a matter of minutes they had been leaning against the wall, practically denting the stonework as Fred had pushed up against him, rubbed up against him, exciting him in ways that no one else had ever managed to do.

The girls he had dated had never touched him down there. They hadn’t frantically tugged at the zipper to his trousers and thrust their hand into his pants.

Fred had though. Fred had rubbed him through his underpants, squeezing him and tracing the increasing bulge with his inquisitive fingers.

Teddy had reached round and ran his hands down Fred’s back, cupping his arse and pulling him closer still.

Fred’s hand was still trapped between them and Teddy had thrust into it, his eyes closed as the new sensations rippled through him.

Fred was the first one to pull out of the kiss in order to catch his breath. “Your hair’s changing colour,” he’d said with a laugh. “One after another.”

“Losing control,” Teddy had gasped out as he felt his knees buckle and they slid to the floor. “Can’t control…my powers…when I…lose it.”

“So, your hair goes through all the colours of the rainbow when you’re coming?”

“Yeah.”

“This, I’ve got to see.”

And he had. Teddy’s hair had finally stopped changing on a shade somewhere between green and blue.

They had lain on the floor for a long time, neither caring anything for what it looked like.

Teddy’s hand had rested on his stomach, his trousers had remained undone and his underpants were sticky with the evidence of his orgasm.

Fred was lying beside him, still fully clothed, but the stain on the front of his trousers was evidence that he had found his own completion.

Only later did Teddy wonder about the sense of getting involved in a relationship with the sixteen year old boy, who was, at least within the wizarding world, under age.

When Fred was somewhere else, Teddy had every intention of putting things on hold until they were older. It was just a shame he could not stick to those convictions when faced with an armful of incredibly horny teenage boy.

Teasing and making it clear that he wanted more than an occasional blow job, Fred was a temptation that Teddy was struggling to resist…and that was what he couldn’t bring himself to tell his father.

It also made their illicit trysts that much more difficult to carry out. There were hundreds, maybe even thousands, of paintings within the school, and Teddy knew that his father could pop up in any of them at any time. It would be just his luck to be accidentally outed by some nosy witch or wizard who happened to spot the two boys during one of their liaisons. Or worse still, to suddenly see his father standing looking down at him whilst Fred’s head was nestled between his legs, sucking on his cock.

From Fred’s point of view, it was ridiculous to wait until he was seventeen, and he was sure that the muggles had it right in this instance. In his opinion, sixteen was plenty old enough to know what he wanted…and he wanted Teddy…on all fours, waiting for Fred to shag him utterly senseless.

Teddy knew what Fred wanted, he’d told him often enough, and what made it harder to resist was that he wanted it, too.

All he had to do was make it until the end of the school year.

All he had to do was resist temptation for a few months longer.

That was all he had to do…along with remembering his resolve when Fred led him into the Forbidden Forest, whispering promises of forbidden pleasures on the warm June night.

“I’m going to make you scream in pleasure?” Fred teased as they walked further and further away from the school, away from prying eyes and gossips.

Teddy’s heart rate increased at the words and the blood his brain needed to tell him this was a bad idea all rushed south to fill his growing cock.

“You’re not of age yet,” Teddy reminded Fred in a last ditch attempt at retaining the moral high ground.

“I’ll be seventeen in a few measly weeks,” Fred replied. “At a time when I’ll be at home with a house full of relatives and no chance of getting any action at all.”

“But still…”

Fred pulled his hand away and spun to face Teddy. “It’s not like I’m asking you to do something you don’t want to. I’m ready and you are too. I know you are.”

Fred reached down and rubbed the crotch of Teddy’s trousers, causing an instant reaction within.

Teddy groaned and stumbled back into a tree. Fred’s hand didn’t move from where it was groping him through his trousers.

“I want to suck you,” Fred whispered into his ear. “I want to taste your cum as you fill my mouth.”

Teddy lost the ability to speak and nodded mutely. He shouldn’t want it, not with a sixteen year old boy, no matter how tempting he was. He was eighteen, he was supposed to be older and wiser.

Fred knelt down on the mossy grass at his feet and pushed aside Teddy’s robes.

Merlin, he looked good down there, like he was meant to be there, kneeling between Teddy’s legs, his hands on his thighs as they rubbed their way higher and higher, never quite meeting his still covered cock.

“Do you want me to suck you?” Fred asked as he gazed up at him in the moonlight.

Teddy nodded. It was a bloody stupid question if ever he’d heard one. There was nothing he liked better than Fred taking him in his mouth and giving him a damn good blow job.

Fred shook his head. “Not good enough. I want to hear you say it.”

“Yes,” Teddy gurgled.

“Yes what?” Fred questioned.

Oh God, he was going to make him say it out loud, wasn’t he? He was going to make Teddy say the actual words and if he said them goodness only knows what else would spill from his lips.

“Or we can go back to the school?” Fred suggested with a nod towards the path they had just walked down.

“No.” Teddy swallowed hard, trying to find his voice. “I want you to do it.”

Fred raised an eyebrow.

Teddy closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath. “I want you to suck my cock,” he finally croaked out. There, he’d said it. He’d admitted what he wanted Fred to do, out loud, and the world hadn’t ended.

Fred’s face lit up in a bright smile and he reached out to pull down the zipper of Teddy’s trousers. Teddy sighed in relief as a little of the pressure on his cock eased.

He undid his belt and let Fred tug his trousers and underpants down to his knees. His shirt was long and hanging in the way, but that was quickly resolved by Fred undoing the buttons and rising to push the shirt and his robes off of his shoulders.

Teddy shivered as he realised he was standing there, completely naked, his clothes scattered around him on the floor of the Forbidden Forest.

Fred, still fully clothed stood before him, running his fingers lightly across Teddy’s chest, fingering his pebbled nipples and studying him intently.

“I want to suck them,” Fred whispered and Teddy nodded his consent. Fred’s head dipped down to take his left nipple between his teeth, nipping it lightly before licking away the sting. Then he was sucking first one and then the other with vigour and Teddy staggered at just the thought of that kind of powerful suction on his cock.

Fred gave attention to each of his nipples in turn before finally sinking to his knees.

Teddy reached out and ran his hands through Fred’s hair. “Suck me,” he ordered and Fred leaned forward obediently to take him in his mouth.

Teddy planted his legs on the ground as sturdily as he could. He looked down to watch his cock disappearing into Fred’s mouth and resisted the urge to thrust forward.

He firmly believed that no one could suck cock quite like Fred Weasley. Teddy groaned as Fred began to fondle his balls, playing with them before reaching back to finger his hole. Teddy pushed down on the finger, urging Fred to do what his body needed, but the younger boy didn’t seem inclined to go as far as all that.

Teddy whined as the finger disappeared and Fred released his cock with a soft pop.

“Tell me what you want and I’ll do it,” Fred said. “I’ll do whatever you want me to, but you have to ask, to say the words out loud.”

Teddy nodded his understanding and Fred leaned in to suck on his cock once more.

“Touch me,” Teddy said. “Touch me there.”

Fred’s hands didn’t move from the bark of the tree he was leaning against.

Teddy growled. “Fred, you’re torturing me. Please.”

Still the hands didn’t move.

“Damn it, Fred, touch my arse will you.”

At last the hands moved, stroking his buttocks in firm circular movements. It wasn’t enough though.

Teddy’s eyes met Fred’s and he knew what Fred wanted. “Touch my hole,” he whispered breathlessly. “Touch my arsehole. Want you to push your finger in it.”

At last Fred moved his hand to reach between Teddy’s buttocks, playing with his anus and easing his finger in just enough that he could feel it.

Teddy could feel Fred’s tongue licking at the underside of his cock and he had a brief flash of the vision of Fred’s tongue exploring elsewhere. He knew he wanted it, but could he actually say the words out loud?

The finger was pushing in deeper. It was rough and burning. There was no wetness or smooth sliding like there would be with a tongue.

“Your tongue,” Teddy whispered. Fred looked up at him with wide eyes, clearly not knowing what it was he was asking. “I want you to lick me… down there,” Teddy mumbled in an even quieter whisper than before. They hadn’t done that before, not even talked about it.

Fred stopped sucking on his cock although he didn’t release the flesh from his mouth.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Teddy hurriedly re-assured him.

Fred released his cock immediately and quickly spun Teddy round to face the tree. “You’ve no idea how much I’ve wanted to do this,” Fred said as he spread Teddy’s cheeks and licked a long line along his crack before circling his anus.

Teddy quivered and pushed back against the wet tongue. Warm breath teased his arse and he moaned loudly into the night. Then the tongue was pushing inside him, licking him and making him wet and hot and so very close to coming he was sure he was about to embarrass himself.

He couldn’t come yet. Not without feeling Fred buried inside him. Not without being well and truly fucked by the one he loved.

Blow jobs weren’t going to be enough tonight. Teddy had known it when they walked into the forest. Nothing was going to satisfy him except the sensation of being filled with another man’s cock. He forgot Fred was only sixteen years old. He forgot the age difference between them. He forgot everything except the fact he had walked into the Forbidden Forest a virgin and had no intention of walking out of it the same way.

All he had to do was say the words. Fred wasn’t going to take him until he asked him to. Just two little words. That’s all he had to do – say two little words.

Fred’s hand reached round to stroke his cock while his tongue still licked at his anus.

Teddy thrust forward into Fred’s hand and backwards into mouth. He needed more. More than a tongue. More than a finger.

“More!” he cried out.

It wasn’t enough.

“Fuck me,” Teddy screamed into the night. “Fred, fuck me, please. Want your cock in my arse so bad. Need to feel you filling me, coming inside me, need you to fuck me so much.”

The words tumbled from his lips. Once he’d said the first words he couldn’t seem to stop them.

“Fuck me, Fred,” he begged again as the tongue disappeared. “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.”

He heard the sound of a zipper being undone and he glanced over his shoulder to see Fred quickly tugging off his trousers. The underpants went next although Fred kept his shirt and robes on, merely shoving them out of the way as he moved into position.

Teddy felt the blunt head pushing at his saliva slick entrance and braced himself for the intrusion.

“Are you ready?” Fred asked as he grasped Teddy’s hips.

“Fuck me,” Teddy repeated. The words were an order and Fred complied immediately, pushing his way inside carefully and slowly.

Teddy held his breath as the burning sensation intensified. It was hurting, but it was a good hurt. He realised then that he liked it rough. “Hard Fred, fuck me hard.”

And he did. Fred pulled back until he was almost out before slamming back inside again. “Gonna make you scream,” Fred reminded him. “Scream for me, Teddy. Tell me how much you like it.”

Teddy groaned and pushed back against Fred’s thrusts. “Love your cock,” he shouted. “Love it in my mouth and even more in my arse. Give it to me now.”

“You want it harder?” Fred asked.

“Yes! Harder Fred, fuck me as hard as you can.”

Fred laughed joyously as he pounded Teddy’s arse, the sound of their flesh slapping together loud in the quiet of the forest. “Like this?”

“Yes!” Teddy screamed and reached down to grasp his own cock. He knew he’d never have been able to hold off as long as he had if he’d known how good Fred fucking him was going to feel.

Fred continued to ram his cock in and out in an increasingly unsteady rhythm. His cries were becoming incoherent and Teddy could tell he was near to losing control.

Teddy himself was perilously close to coming and when he felt the hot flood of Fred’s release filling his arse his own balls tightened and his spilled his seed against the trunk of the tree.

They sank to the ground together, Fred’s cock still buried in Teddy’s arse. Teddy felt a loss as Fred flopped to the side, his cock slipping free at last.

“Was I good?” Fred asked hesitantly.

Teddy nodded and grinned. “Oh yeah. You were great.”

“So, you’d want to do this again soon, right?”

Teddy knew what he was asking. He wanted to know if he was going to make him wait until he was eighteen now.

Maybe they should wait. It was the right thing to do.

But Teddy knew even as the thought flittered across his mind he wasn’t going to wait until Fred was eighteen. He wanted Fred to take him again and soon.

Teddy stood up and reached down to pull Fred to his feet. He unbuttoned Fred’s shirt and ran his hands over his lover’s chest. His lover. He liked the sound of that. And they were lovers now, not just boyfriends. The evidence of their new status was in the burning of his arse and the cooling semen that was even now starting to dribble down his thighs.

“Next time I want you to take me face to face,” Teddy said as he pulled Fred into a soft kiss.

Fred broke the kiss after a moment to look up at him questioningly. “And when might that be?” he asked.

Teddy reached down between them and took Fred’s softened cock in his hand. It twitched in response and Fred gasped. “That depends on you,” Teddy whispered as he stroked the hardening flesh. “How soon do you think you’ll be able to get it up again?”

Fred chuckled and kissed Teddy again. The kiss was only soft for a moment, then it became deeper and more passionate. Between them their cocks rose hard once again.

Teddy knew he’d never again be able to resist the temptation that was Fred Weasley II.

One Year Later

Fred Weasley was not going to live to sit his N.E.W.T.s, Teddy Lupin silently vowed as he quickly shoved the photos back into the envelope and buried them in his robes.

“What’s that you’re hiding?” Sirius asked with a smile.

“Nothing,” Teddy mumbled into his cereal bowl. “Just a letter. I’ll read it later.”

“A letter from who?” his father asked.

Teddy shrugged as casually as he could. “Just Fred.”

“Fred Weasley?” Remus turned to give Sirius a look that could only be described as smug.

“Yeah,” Teddy replied. “It’s the only Fred I know.”

“He writes quite a lot,” Remus commented. “What does he have to say for himself?”

Teddy shrugged again. “Just stuff about school. Exams are over, they break up in a few weeks, McGonagall’s retiring.”

“What?” Remus gasped. “Professor McGonagall’s retiring?”

“Yeah, end of term apparently.”

“Thought she’d be there until she died,” Sirius said. “It’s definitely the end of an era.”

“She’ll be tough to replace,” Remus added.

“At least no one will think that position’s cursed,” Teddy pointed out. “Not like the Defence post.”

“The curse was broken when Voldemort was finally killed,” Remus told him, automatically going into lecture mode as he explained.

“Still don’t see why you don’t apply for the Defence post,” Teddy interrupted. “It’s open again next year.”

Remus shook his head and sighed. It was an old argument, but one that reared its head from time to time anyway. “I told you before, I wouldn’t want to spend most of the year away from Sirius.”

“He could stay at the school as Padfoot.”

“Or I could teach Transfiguration,” Sirius suggested, leaning back in his chair with a grin.

Teddy looked at his father and they both burst out laughing.

“Hey!” Sirius poked Remus in the arm with his spoon. “I could teach.”

“You, teach?” Remus chortled, shaking his head as he continued to chuckle.

“What’s so funny?” asked Sirius, sounding rather put out at their reactions.

“Come on, Sirius,” Remus said as he patted Sirius on the arm. “You know you couldn’t really teach.”

Sirius glared at him. “Why not?”

Teddy slipped from the room as his father and his stepfather argued their cases. He wasn’t particularly worried about their fight; they often squabbled, but never for long. They had both felt that they had wasted far too much time during their lives to waste their second chance with such nonsense.

Many people had the philosophy of never going to bed angry with their partner. Remus and Sirius, on the other hand, usually ended up in bed before their argument was settled, and once they had fallen into an exhausted sleep their harsh words were all but forgotten.

Teddy wasn’t entirely sure that it was the best of solutions, but it seemed to work for them, so who was he to argue?

Closing the door to his room, he pulled out Fred’s letter and sat down on his bed.

It wasn’t the contents of the letter itself that Teddy had tried to hide, it was in fact that there were photos inside the envelope. He had only caught a glimpse of one and it was more than enough to send his blood surging south and give his father the exact right idea about him.

Teddy sometimes wondered why he hadn’t yet come out to his father. It wasn’t like he was worried about whether he would understand. After all, his father was living with another man and told anyone who had the nerve to ask what the sleeping arrangements in the house were.

At other times, Teddy suspected his father already knew too well that his son was following in his footsteps.

Teddy knew that Remus and Sirius would be occupied for quite some time, so he took his own time in spreading the photos out on his bedspread.

The first photo was just of Fred, sitting on his Ravenclaw bedspread, fully dressed in his school robes. He was winking at the camera as he teased at the collar of his robes.

The second photo showed Fred revealing a little more of his chest as he eased open the upper half of his robes and slipped his hand inside. The hand moved down towards his stomach before the photo reset and began the movement again.

For the third one Fred was sitting in a slightly different position, this one making it abundantly clear just how aroused he was. He pointed at his groin, then at the camera, his message more than clear. Teddy’s arse clenched as he remembered how it felt to be taken by Fred.

From downstairs there came the sound of a crash. “There goes the coffee table again,” Teddy muttered. Honestly, you’d have thought after the second time, they would have figured out that it wouldn’t take their combined weight.

Sometimes Teddy likened living with his father and Sirius as to living with two horny teenagers. Then he remembered…they were horny teenagers.

It was quite a conversation point with the neighbours…explaining how he was the same age as his father and his father’s significant other.

It had all come about thanks to a marauder prank pulled when they were back in school. It was a prank that had resulted in each of the marauders appearing as a portrait at Hogwart’s School. Then, thanks to Teddy, Remus and Sirius had risked everything to escape their painted world, which had resulted in Teddy being roughly the same age as his father.

Teddy cast a quick charm on the door to his room, blocking out the sounds from downstairs, and blocking in any sounds that he made, as he continued to look through Fred’s photographs.

Teddy watched Fred slowly remove all of robes, revealing more and more flesh with each picture until finally he was looking at Fred, entirely naked, legs spread wide, pleasuring himself for the camera…for him.

Teddy groaned as he savoured the sight. Then he saw a small arrow penned on the bottom right corner of the final photograph of a rather exhausted Fred Weasley. Turning the photo over, he read Fred’s message.

To keep you from missing me until I visit over the summer…when I intend to get some similar pictures from you, to help me make it through the next year.

Get your camera and your cock ready.

FW

“I’ll kill him,” Teddy muttered. It was almost as if he wanted to out him to his father.

On the other hand, Teddy mused, he had missed Fred during the last year. He smiled as he picked out his favourite picture and swept the others into a pile that he hid in the secret compartment of his chest of drawers.

In no time at all Teddy had shucked off his robes and was as naked as the Fred in the picture was. Damn, he wanted him here with him.

He gazed at Fred’s image, coming for the camera, and reached down to stroke his cock with slow measured movements. He imagined it was Fred’s hand tugging at his shaft and he began to buck upwards into his hand.

He toyed with his slit, gathering up the pre-cum and spreading it along the hot flesh.

“Oh Fred,” he whimpered as his other hand reached down to play with his balls. He fondled the flesh for a few minutes before letting his index finger move back further, teasing the hidden pucker of flesh.

He gripped his cock at the base, holding back his orgasm, prolonging the moment for as long as he could manage.

Fred’s image still tortured him though. The red-haired boy, pictured in the throes of orgasm, was burned into his mind.

He wanted it to be Fred’s cock buried in his arse. He wanted to feel the other boy’s balls slapping against his flesh as he pounded him into the mattress.

He pushed a finger inside his hole and groaned at the tightness. It had been so long since Fred’s last Hogsmeade weekend, so long since he’d been fucked by his boyfriend. He stilled his finger and began to stroke his cock again. It had wilted slightly at the burning intrusion but it didn’t take much for it to rise to full mast again.

Teddy planted his feet on the mattress, his legs spread wide as he imagined Fred between them, readying himself to fuck him good and hard.

He’d never gone this far before when he’d pleasured himself. He shifted his buried finger slightly, searching for the spot Fred seemed to find so easily when he took him.

His cock was leaking profusely now and Teddy gathered up the fluid, smearing it over his other hand, using it as a form of lubricant for the second finger, which soon slid in to join the first.

He was close, he knew it. He could feel it in the heat of his cock, the tightness of his balls, which were even now drawing up in readiness for the coming explosion.

He fingered himself roughly, enjoying the burn. A third finger joined the first two and he stretched his hole further, remembering what it felt like to have Fred’s thick cock stretching him wide.

He found the spot he’d been searching for by trial and error, though he knew the second he found it because his vision went spotty and his orgasm ripped through his body with a force that surely shook the room.

Afterwards, when he had come down from his high, Teddy looked at the trail of cum that stretched from his nipples to his abdomen. He wished Fred was with him to lick it up like he had the last time they’d been together.

No, he wouldn’t kill Fred just yet.

-o-xXx-o-

“So, you’re both going to apply for the jobs?” Teddy asked.

“Yes,” Sirius replied with a nod. “On one condition.”

Teddy looked from Sirius to his father and back again.

“The condition concerns you,” Remus explained.

“You don’t have to worry about me,” Teddy said with a grin. “I’m already looking forward to having this place to myself.”

“I’ll bet you are,” Sirius said. “But that’s not going to be happening any time soon.”

“It isn’t?”

“You wanted to work for the Ministry,” Remus said. “The Werewolf Support Services, right?”

“You know that’s not possible now,” Teddy replied. “I didn’t get the grades, did I?”

“We know,” Remus replied. “Your N.E.W.T.s scores suffered because you were spending so much time trying to find a way to get me and Sirius back into the real world.”

“I call it a fair trade,” Teddy insisted. He didn’t regret it for a moment. What were stupid exam results when compared to having his father back in his life, in the flesh?

“Now, about the condition,” Sirius said with a grin.

Teddy recognised that look and felt his stomach begin to churn.

“We won’t be separated again,” Remus explained. “If they only want one of us, then we’re going to turn the job down, and stay together, here.”

“But if we’re both hired, you’re coming back to Hogwarts with us,” Sirius said. “You’re going to redo your final year and retake your N.E.W.T.s.”

Teddy shook his head. “I left school a year ago. I can’t go back; I’ll be two years older than the rest of my class. You know they still call Hufflepuff the duffers’ house? If I go back it’ll just prove it.”

“We’re not leaving you here,” Remus insisted. “Not without a proper job.”

“But I’ve not looked for a job in the last year,” Teddy pointed out. “We’ve been travelling.”

“We know,” Sirius said. “But you won’t get into the Ministry with the grades you got.”

“So, I’ll look for something else.”

“We want you to retake your exams,” Remus said. “We want you to get that job you dreamed of.”

“I wanted to do that for you,” Teddy whispered.

“I know. And if I were still a werewolf, I’d be delighted to have you as my Support Worker.”

Teddy smiled.

“But only if you were fully qualified,” Remus added.

Sirius leaned forward. “If we get the jobs, we’ll be the youngest teachers Hogwarts has ever had. We’re taking a chance, and reaching for our dreams. We just want you to do the same.”

“Since when did you dream of being a teacher?” Teddy asked.

“He just wants to show off in front of the first years,” Remus said in a loud whisper.

“That’s not true.”

“Is too.”

“Is not.”

Teddy groaned and banged the table to get their attention.

“I still don’t get why it has to be a condition for me to be there,” he said.

Remus looked surprised at his question, but reached across the table and grabbed his hand. “Because we’re a family, and from now on we’re sticking together, all three of us.”

“You do know that I’ll want to leave home eventually?” Teddy asked.

“Whatever for?” Sirius asked. “You’ve got everything you want right here, and there’s plenty of room for Fred to move in when he leaves school.”

“What?”

“Well, you have been seeing him a while now,” Remus pointed out. “Did you think we hadn’t noticed?”

“Er…yeah.”

“You have to be sneakier than that to pull one over on the Marauders,” Sirius said with a laugh.

“How did you know?” Teddy asked, his face flushed.

Sirius grinned. “Your father figured it out because of your hair.”

“My hair?” Teddy frowned and ran his hand through the hair in question.

“Did you think we wouldn’t notice that your hair constantly changes colour after Fred’s been round?” Remus asked with a smirk. “You do take after your mother in that respect.”

“I really didn’t need to know that,” Teddy mumbled.

“Me neither,” Sirius replied. “We’ll suffer through these little anecdotes together.”

Teddy groaned. “So, if you both get the jobs, you’ll only take them if I redo my seventh year?”

“That’s right,” Remus said with a nod.

“I’d have thought you would be all for it,” Sirius commented as he leaned back on his chair. “You’d be in the same year as Fred…” He waggled his eyebrows and grinned.

Teddy couldn’t stop himself from grinning back. That would certainly make up for any embarrassment at being older than the rest of the year.

-o-xXx-o-

“Welcome, welcome,” the headmaster called out to the crowded hall of students on the first day of the new term.

Teddy could see his father and Sirius sitting next to each other at the staff table. He wondered if he was the only one in the hall who could tell that they were holding hands under the table.

The headmaster continued his speech, although Teddy tuned most of it out, at least until he reached the part about new staff appointments.

“…We’re delighted to welcome back Professor Lupin, who has agreed to take up his former position as Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. He assures us that he is equally delighted to be back with us.”

Teddy clapped along with the rest of the students; he didn’t need to look at the Ravenclaw table to know that Fred was the one wolf whistling. He knew there was something of a resemblance between himself and his father, and made a mental note to remind Fred of just who it was that he was shagging.

“We’re also pleased to welcome Professor Black, who has agreed to attempt to fill the shoes of Professor McGonagall as our Transfiguration professor.”

More clapping and more cheers ensued. Teddy half expected Sirius to stand up and take a bow for the room, but instead he simply lounged in his seat and waved casually to the students.

Teddy watched as Sirius smiled at his father, his expression mirrored on Remus’s face. He sincerely hoped that they weren’t going to start snogging at the dinner table. Thankfully, Sirius merely leaned over to whisper something in Remus’s ear – something naughty and suggestive if his father’s blush was anything to go by.

Finally the speeches were over, the final one announcing Professor Longbottom as the Head of Gryffindor and the feast began.

Teddy soon realised that he was getting quite a few stares of his own. He was wearing his magically modified Hufflepuff uniform, but it was still quite obvious that he was older than the rest of the seventh years. He ducked his head and tried not to draw attention to himself. If he had thought it through, he’d have realised that blue hair was perhaps not the most inconspicuous of colourings.

Of course, it would also help in keeping him from being the centre of attention if Fred wasn’t whispering at him from the Ravenclaw table.

He turned round and nodded at Fred’s request to meet up the following morning before lessons.

Fred grinned widely and pointed at his new badge. “Head boy,” he whispered. “Emphasis however you like.”

Teddy’s blush matched his father’s as he turned back to his own meal.

-o-xXx-o-

Teddy found that his first lesson the next morning was Transfiguration with the Ravenclaws. Somehow, he wasn’t even surprised.

Fred had appeared at his side at breakfast and hadn’t let him out of his sight since. They arrived for their first class together and took neighbouring seats.

Padfoot was already in the room, tail wagging and tongue lolling out of his mouth.

“He’s going to do a McGonagall, isn’t he?” Fred whispered.

Teddy nodded. “You know how he likes to show off.”

Once the rest of the class had arrived, including a couple of stragglers, Padfoot barked to get the attention of the room. The seventh years, knowing what to expect, sat quietly as Padfoot turned back into Sirius.

Sirius grinned around the room, clearly expecting some sort of a reaction that wasn’t the one he was getting.

The boys (at least those that were straight) were looking at him with rather bored expressions. The girls (and those boys who were more appreciative of the male physique) were rather more impressed, though perhaps more so with his physical appearance, than his transfiguration skills. Tall, raven hair tied back in a ponytail, tight black jeans and t-shirt, black leather jacket and a crescent moon earring that Teddy knew matched his own.

Sirius Black looked thoroughly out of place in the classroom, at least until he hopped up onto McGonagall’s – no, his – desk and grinned around the room again.

“Not impressed, eh?” Sirius asked. “Can’t say I blame you. McGonagall always did that with such feline grace, didn’t she?”

“You seem a bit young to be an animagus,” one of the Ravenclaws commented.

“I’m older than I look,” Sirius replied with a wink. “You don’t remember me, do you?”

The girl shook her head.

“But I remember you,” Sirius said. “Do you still sneak down that corridor near the painting of Egbert the Eager for a quick fag between classes?”

“How did – I mean no,” the girl stammered, much to the amusement of the rest of the class.

“Were you really brought back to life from a portrait?” another student asked.

“I was indeed,” Sirius said with a grin. “Which makes me older than I look…a lot older.”

The class laughed and Teddy could tell that Sirius already had them in the palm of his hand.

“That being said,” Sirius continued. “Even if I were really just a strapping nineteen year old, it wouldn’t be too young to be an animagus. I’ve been able to turn into Padfoot – as my friends named him – since I was fifteen.”

“Nearly sixteen actually,” a voice commented from the back of the room. “Only a few weeks away from his sixteenth birthday when he finally managed it.”

Teddy and the rest of the class turned round to see who had spoken.

“Morning, Prongs,” Sirius said, waving to James Potter, who had stopped by to see for himself the unprecedented sight of Sirius Black teaching a class.

From his position in the painting, James grinned and waved at everyone. “Professor Padfoot,” James chortled. “Never thought I’d live to see the day.”

Sirius snorted. “You didn’t.”

“You cut me to the quick,” James teased.

Their teasing continued for a few more minutes until Lily Potter popped into the painting to track down her wayward husband. “Come on,” she said. “Let him work in peace.”

The class laughed as Lily practically dragged James from the painting, waving briefly to Sirius and calling ‘good luck’ as she did so.

“Not bad,” Fred whispered to Teddy with a grin. “Ten minutes of class time wasted already.”

Sirius, however, had clearly decided that enough time had been wasted and set about starting the proper lesson.

Teddy would have liked to have done well in his first lesson with his stepfather. But he defied anyone to concentrate on transfiguring anything when they were being felt up under the desk by Fred Weasley.

“Are you going to do that every lesson?” Teddy asked after the class was over and they were walking down to Care of Magical Creatures.

“Only the ones we share,” Fred replied. “You should have taken Ancient Runes.”

Teddy laughed and wound his arm around Fred’s waist. “Come on,” he said. “We’ve got to get to the other side of the Great Lake.”

“We’ve got a few minutes,” Fred said as he tugged Teddy towards one of Filch’s store cupboards. “Did I mention that I’m Head Boy this year?” he asked as he closed the door behind them.

“Only a dozen times,” Teddy replied as Fred quickly pushed his robes aside and tugged down the zipper of his trousers.

“Merlin, you are so ready,” Fred said as he sank to his knees.

Teddy laughed. “Well, what did you expect? You’ve been feeling me up for the last hour.”

Fred grinned up at him. “Be quiet, and let the Head Boy do his job.”

“And what job would that be?” Teddy gasped as Fred reached into his underpants and pulled him free.

“Giving head, of course,” Fred replied, before taking him into his mouth and sucking gently.

“I’m so going…to fail…this year,” Teddy gasped as he began to thrust into Fred’s hot and talented mouth.

He could feel Fred grinning around his cock and moaned in pleasure.

“Class is…starting…”

Fred gripped his arse as he sucked harder. His tongue traced the vein along the underside of his cock and Teddy staggered back against the wall.

“We’re…expected.”

Fred wasn’t listening and Teddy was fast reaching the stage of no longer caring as the waves of pleasure washed over him.

He slid down the wall, his cock remaining firmly in Fred’s mouth. Teddy’s vision narrowed until he saw nothing except the mop of red hair bobbing enthusiastically between his legs.

“Oh fuck,” he gasped. Class, they were supposed to be going to class. But suddenly he couldn’t remember which lesson he had next. All he knew was Fred was sucking his cock and it felt so great.

His legs were spread wide in an invitation for Fred to take him completely, but he knew they didn’t have time for that. His body didn’t seem to understand the concept of time though, and his arse ached to be filled again.

Teddy came with a cry and a shudder as Fred continued to suck him until he was completely spent.

Class was forgotten as Teddy reached out to undo Fred’s belt and tug down the zipper of his trousers. Fred’s thick cock sprang free and Teddy dove on it eagerly.

“Oh yeah,” Fred gasped as he fell back to lie on the dusty floor. Teddy sucked and licked at the hard cock, tasting every inch of the hot flesh.

Teddy changed his angle slightly, taking a little more of the length into his mouth. He could do this, he knew it. He swallowed and breathed through his nose, taking Fred deep into his throat.

Fred moaned something incoherent and Teddy sucked him harder than ever. They’d both be late for class, but it would be worth it.

The only warning Teddy had that Fred was going to come was his hands tugging his hair a moment before his orgasm. Teddy pulled back after Fred had stilled, giving his now limp cock one last quick lick and kiss before tucking it back into Fred’s pants.

Fred grinned up at him mutely and Teddy swelled with pride at the effect he had on his boyfriend.

He wasn’t the only one feeling particularly smug as they exited the closet. “You need to fix your hair,” Fred said with a smug grin of his own. “It’s canary yellow.”

Teddy pulled a strand in front of his face, saw that Fred was correct, and quickly changed it back to blue.

“So, am I living up to my reputation as Head Boy?” Fred asked with a wink.

Teddy laughed. “Oh, definitely.”

-o-xXx-o-

“I was talking to your dad the other day,” Fred commented from where he was laying naked on Teddy’s dormitory bed after their latest round of hot and sweaty sex.

“Hmm?” Teddy replied as he pulled his robes back on and put his hair back to normal once more.

“Did you know that when he and Sirius were at school they had a list of all the places they wanted to shag in?”

“Yeah, I think they mentioned it once. I try not to think about my dad having sex though, it’s too weird.”

“They never completed their list,” Fred continued. “Apparently they never managed Filch’s office. They got caught every time they tried when they were alive before, and there aren’t any paintings in there for them to do it there afterwards.”

“Please tell me you’re not thinking what I think you’re thinking?” Teddy asked, shaking his head already.

“We could finish the list for them,” Fred said. “I have a plan.”

“Oh, Merlin, save me!”

“Filch is helping Hagrid fix the axle on one of the carriages on Saturday morning,” Fred told him with a grin. “It’ll take a while as they need to go and fetch two new wheels from Hogsmeade, too.”

“It won’t take them that long,” Teddy replied.

“Long enough,” Fred whispered.

-o-xXx-o-

It had taken all of ten minutes and a hand job to convince Teddy that sneaking into Filch’s office was the perfect way to spend a Saturday morning.

“How long do you think we’ve got before he gets back?” Teddy asked as Fred closed the door behind them. “And what about that ruddy cat of his?”

“I talked Wormtail into tormenting it from one of the paintings down in the dungeons,” Fred said. “He’ll lead it on a right chase through the school, and give us plenty of time.”

“So, what did you have in mind?” Teddy asked. “On the desk?”

Fred grimaced as he looked at the array of items scattered across the surface. “Perhaps not.” He looked around the room and opened the door to a cupboard.

“In there?” Teddy asked, looking dubiously inside the murky confines.

Fred stepped into the cupboard and started to poke around. “Looks like this is where he keeps all his old torture devices.”

“Great,” Teddy muttered. “He’s probably still hoping they’ll bring back the old punishments.”

“Hey!” Fred grinned. “Look at these?”

Teddy watched as Fred produced a chain and wrist manacles.

“Are you up for something different?” Fred asked with a grin.

“Is that blood on them?” Teddy asked as Fred brought them into the light.

“Okay, maybe not,” Fred agreed as he put them back.

They were still poking about in the cupboard when they heard the sound of voices outside the door.

“Shit!” Fred swore, dragging Teddy into the cupboard and quickly closing the door to.

They were hidden just in time. Through the crack in the door they saw two familiar professors entering the room.

“Come on, Moony,” Sirius urged. “We want to be out of here before the old git gets back.”

Teddy closed his eyes, hoping he was perhaps hallucinating.

“Sirius, I’m not sure about this. We’ve only been working here a month. I don’t want to get fired just yet.”

“Don’t be daft,” Sirius replied with a laugh. “You won’t get fired for something like this. Where do you want me?”

“In a bed.”

“Later, Moony. Come on, last time we got caught in here it was up against the filing cabinets, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, and they’re bloody cold, too.”

“On the desk then,” Sirius suggested, sweeping everything aside with a wave of his wand.

“Oh, no,” Teddy whispered. “We’ve got to get out of here.”

Fred silenced him with a kiss. “Shhhh,” he whispered into his ear. “We don’t want them to hear us.”

“I don’t want to hear them,” Teddy hissed back.

“Guess I need to distract you then, don’t I?” Fred said as he pulled out his wand to cast a couple of quick silencing charms.

There wasn’t much room to manoeuvre in the cupboard, but between the two of them they managed to disrobe, using their discarded clothes to cushion the floor.

Teddy pulled Fred towards him, all the while trying to ignore the sounds coming from the other side of the door. He wished they had put a charm on the door to the cupboard to block out the sounds of the others, but he could tell that Fred was enjoying listening to them, and that it was giving him some new ideas. Who knew his boyfriend was a voyeur?

“Ah, Moony,” Sirius groaned. “I love Saturdays. Nothing to do all day but sleep and shag.”

Remus laughed breathlessly. “We’ve both got papers to mark,” he reminded him.

“I’d rather mark you,” Sirius replied. His comment was followed almost immediately by a whimpering sound from Remus.

Fred, who had been glancing through the crack in the door, turned back to Teddy with a grin. He moved closer and ducked his head so that he could suck at Teddy’s neck, marking him in the same place that Sirius was marking Remus. Teddy would have made the same whimpering sound as his father, were it not for the silencing spell.

“Want you, Moony,” Sirius groaned. “Need to feel you in me.”

Fred pulled back from Teddy and looked at him questioningly. Teddy returned his look with one that he hoped conveyed that this was news to him, too. He didn’t know if his father normally topped Sirius, and could quite frankly have gone through the rest of his life quite happily without that particular piece of knowledge.

Teddy shrugged and tried again to block out the sounds from the main office.

Fred, still trying to convey his point, shifted his position to make it clear what he wanted.

“You sure?” Teddy mouthed silently. In all their time together, Fred had been the one topping him. Fred nodded and groped amongst their robes for the tube of lube he always carried with him.

Trying something new was certainly enough to distract Teddy – at least momentarily – from the activities of his father, and he reached between Fred’s legs, spreading the younger man wide.

He popped the cap of the lube and dribbled some onto his fingers. He wanted it to be good for Fred. Fred had been the one to take his anal virginity and the least Teddy could do is ensure Fred got as much pleasure out of Teddy taking his.

Teddy could hear the desk outside creaking as he carefully prepared Fred to receive him.

He pushed a finger slowly into Fred’s arse, watching the play of emotions across his lover’s face. Fred nodded enthusiastically and raised two fingers in silent demand for what he wanted.

Teddy inserted the second finger and began to stretch Fred’s hole. He glanced at his own erect cock and tried to judge how much preparation Fred would need to take it. He wasn’t as thick as Fred was, but he was a good inch and a half longer.

Fred pushed down on his fingers, his mouth falling open in a silent groan of pleasure.

Outside the sounds of Remus and Sirius grew louder and Fred turned towards the gap in the door, eagerly watching the older lovers.

“More, Remus,” Sirius begged. “More…”

Teddy tried to shut out the sounds again, to concentrate on what he was doing. He pulled out his fingers and after moving into position he guided his burning arousal to Fred’s entrance.

“Ready?” he mouthed. Fred nodded and tilted his hips upwards invitingly.

As Teddy eased his way inside he could hear Filch’s desk creaking in rhythm to the other men’s movements. Before he knew it, his own movements were matching those as he pushed into Fred, his own rhythm matching that of his father’s.

Fuck, Fred was so tight around his cock. It was like a vice gripping his hot hard flesh. Teddy looked down at his lover, trying to ascertain whether he was okay or not. Fred was more than okay and he met his thrusts eagerly.

“Enough for you?” Remus panted outside.

“Never!” Sirius cried.

Teddy wondered if that old desk had ever seen such vigorous action.

Fred was gripping his hips, urging him deeper, searching for the perfect angle.

Teddy increased his thrusts, deeper and faster. Sweat was running down his spine and he could hear their sweat-soaked bodies slapping together. He hoped that the two men in the main office were too engrossed in each other to hear them, too.

Fred was shuddering, his head thrown back in ecstasy, when Teddy heard the sounds of wood creaking ominously.

“Merlin, Remus…please…” Sirius pleaded.

Fred nodded, echoing the plea with a silent one of his own. Teddy nodded, altered his angle ever so slightly and with one final powerful thrust he sent Fred spiralling over the edge, following him a moment later with a silent cry of his own.

Teddy collapsed across Fred, gasping and panting. Outside, he could still hear Remus and Sirius seeking their own release. He privately wondered how the two of them were lasting so long, but then remembered that they had actually had decades of practice.

Unfortunately, they hadn’t had decades of practice on a desk that was centuries old, and was already protesting the weight of the two men upon it.

With one final crack the desk gave way.

“Bloody hell, Moony,” Sirius groaned.

“You okay?” Remus gasped.

“Yeah, are you?” Sirius replied. “I think we killed the desk though.”

Teddy peered out of the crack of the door. Remus was lying on top of Sirius, his front to Sirius’s back; beneath them were the shattered remains of Argus Filch’s desk.

“I think we have company,” Remus said.

“Filch isn’t due back for ages,” Sirius muttered. “And I think Padfoot scared off his cat enough for the weekend.”

“I don’t think it’s either of them,” Remus said, reaching amongst the debris for his wand and pointing it in the direction of the cupboard door.

Teddy would have sworn as the door swung open if the silencing spell hadn’t still been in force.

“Teddy,” Remus said. “And is that Fred in there with you?”

Fred sat up and gave a small wave. Then he reached for his wand and ended the silencing spells. “Professor Lupin, Professor Black.”

Sirius sat up and laughed. “Didn’t think we could finish off our list ourselves?” he asked with a grin. “Thought you’d try and finish it for us?”

Fred nodded.

“You’re not going to put us in detention, are you?” Teddy asked as he tried to cover himself up with his now dusty robes.

“Nah,” Sirius replied, at the same time Remus, who was struggling into his robes, said that they really should.

“We’re not the ones who broke the desk,” Fred pointed out. “We won’t tell if you won’t.”

“Blackmailing teachers?” Remus asked with a raised eyebrow.

“More of a trade,” Fred replied.

Teddy groaned as Fred tried to worm their way out of trouble. He was still trying to talk his way out of a detention – not that Remus or Sirius had said they were giving them one – when Argus Filch returned to his office.

He briefly wondered what it looked like to the long-suffering school caretaker. The man had gone to help fix a carriage and returned to find his desk in ruins. If that wasn’t bad enough, there was also a very naked Fred Weasley, arguing his case with an equally naked Sirius Black and a clothed, if rather rumpled looking Remus Lupin. In the midst of all this was Teddy himself, partially clothed and very embarrassed, and though he didn’t realise it, sporting neon pink hair.

He could only imagine what was going through the caretaker’s mind as he struggled to find the words to express his utter horror at what he was seeing.

Never mind Fred not surviving to sit his N.E.W.T.s, Teddy thought to himself. If Argus Filch had any say about it the Hogwarts population would be down by four by the end of the day.
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