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The Trap

�He�s infuriating. Absolutely
infuriating.�

Remus looked up from his desk where he was preparing a
lesson plan for his fourth-year Defense Against the
Dark Arts students. He didn�t have to wonder who Harry was complaining about;
it was most likely Sirius�again.

�Shut the door and stop pacing for Merlin�s sake. What did
Siri do this time?�

After shutting the door and spelling it locked, Harry
plopped into a chair in front of Remus� desk. �How did you know it was him? And
what do you mean �this time�?�

�Harry, this is the fifth time in two weeks you�ve stormed
in here, complaining about Sirius. Either
he won�t make time to see you, or he�s flirting with the seventh-years, or he
won�t shag you. Which is it?�

�Oh, it�s all three this time,� Harry snarled. �Oh, and now
he says I�m too young for him. Too young! I wasn�t too young for you or Severus
was I? And that was over a year ago!�

Since the defeat of Voort,ort, Harry had relished his
newfound freedom and dated many wizards in the past three years. While Remus
and Severus had renewed the relationship they�d had while they were in school,
it didn�t stop them from helping Harry�celebrate�the two year anniversary of
the defeat. The celebration had lasted longer than just a night though; Harry
had been their partner for three months�the longest relationship he�d had yet.

Squirming slightly at the memory, Remus waited for Harry to
calm down.

�You know, Harry, he is
your godfather, perhaps--�

�Hell, Remus,� he interrupted, �You know that Siri and I treat
each other more like friends than relatives. He didn�t raise me. He wasn�t even
able to be near me until the defeat. I don�t see him as a father figure and he
doesn�t see me as a son. If that were the case, he would have hexed you and
Severus both for what happened last year.�

�So he just thinks you�re too young?�

�YES!�

�Harry, why does this matter so much? Hogwaisn�isn�t that
far from civilization. I�m sure you could meet other people. You�re 20 now.
Maybe it�s time you started to think about calming down a bit.�

�It�s not just a matter of a good shag, Remus, it�s,� sighed
Harry. �I don�t know what it is. It�s just him.
You�re his best friend. Talk to him, please?�

Remus looked back down at his lesson plans. Somehow he
thought that handling Dementors might be easier than
a conversation with Sirius about Harry.

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Severus leaned up on his elbow to look into Remus� eyes.
�Remus, I love you. And I trust you. And if you do what I think you�re planning,
just make sure you take a flea bath when you�re done. Wouldn�t
do to infest the dungeons.�

Remus spent the next few days observing Harry and Sirius. He
had to make sure he was doing the right thing by playing matchmaker, or he
could lose two people he considered family. On the surface, all seemed to be
normal�Harry was his usual sincere, caring self; Sirius goaded Severus into
sniping at him every chance he got. But now that he knew what to look for,
Remus could see the signs. Longing glances that Sirius would
shoot at Harry when he thought no one was paying attention. The stiffening of his spine when he saw Harry flirting with the
seventh-years. He radiated anger and jealousy anytime Severus went near
Harry, something Severus did quite often, just to annoy Sirius.

Harry was a bit harder for Remus to read, probably because
he didn�t know him as long as he�d known Sirius. Remus could sense the
jealousy, and it was obvious that Harry was encouraging Severus� attentions to
get to Sirius, but beyond that, Remus just didn�t know.

After lunch, he grabbed Harry as they rose from the Head
Table in the Great Hall and dragged him off to the corner. �Harry, I know I
agreed to help you, but I need to know something first. How do you really feel
about Sirius?�

�What do you mean, �how do I feel�? I love him.�

�Are you in love with him?�

Harry was silent as he looked into Remus� eyes. �I don�t
know. I�ve neveen een in love. Are you in love with Severus?�

�Of course I am!� Remus looked at Harry in shock. �Why would
you ask that? You know we love each other.�

�If you two are in love, then why was I there, with you, for
those three months? How could you love each other and still have sex with me?
You weren�t in love with me,� Harry whispered, �were you?�

�No, Harry, I love you, but my heart�my soul�belongs to
Severus. And he�d say the same. There�s a distinction that not many can
understand and accept. The truly important parts of me are his, and vice versa.
Our bodies, our sexual attractions, those we can share. I know not a lot of
people agree with this, but Severus and I are comfortable with it. I�m sorry if
we confused you.�

�Does Sirius think like this?�

�As far as I know, yes. Why?�

�Well,� Harry started slowly. �If he thinks I�m only going
to share the unimportant parts of me, he�s wrong. But�would he even want the
other parts?�

�I�m not going to speak for him, but yes, I think he would.
Is that what you want?�

�Yes.� There was no hesitation with this statement and Remus
knew that his idea would work.

�All right then, I have an idea that I think will work. But
I need you to do two things for me. Remember this conversation as I explain the
plan, okay?�

�Okay. What�s the second thing?�

�You�ll need to get your father�s invisibility cloak and
meet me outside Siri�s room tonight around 9.�

�What are you planning, exactly?�

Looking around, Remus noticed a lot of impressionable ears
nearby. �Um, let�s go to the dungeons, alright? I�ll explain it there.�

�Harry! Harry!�
Remus looked all around as he stood outside Sirius� quarters. He really should
have set up a signal with Harry. Now he just looked like an idiot, talking to
himself.

�You really do
look like an idiot, you know.� Remus jumped and glared at nothing.

�Where are you? Take off that blasted cloak.�

Harry let his head appear. �Remus, do you really think this
will work? What�what if he ends up hating me?�

�Oh, Harry,� Remus reached out to cup Harry�s face. �He
could never hate you. Trme ome on that.�

�I do trust you�I just don�t want to lose him.�

�You won�t. Now pull up your cloak. And don�t forget to head
for the corner near the end of his bed, okay? I don�t want to bump into
you�that would defeat the purpose of this whole visit.�

Remus turned and knocked on Sirius� door before he walked
in. The wards were keyed to both him and Harry, so he knew they�d be let in
without any trouble. It wasn�t getting in that worried Remus, even though he�d
never admit it to Harry. It was getting Sirius to accept his plan and not throw
him out on his arse.

�Hi Moony. What brings you here?�

Trying not to glance at the spot he last knew as Harry,
Remus reached out and caressed Sirius� cheek.

�Moony? What are you doing?�

�Well, Padfoot, I�ve been thinking. And I�ve decided that
the best way for you to accept your feelings for Harry is to act on them.� He
held up a hand to prevent the oncoming interruption. �I know you�ll never walk
up to Harry and tell him how much you feel, so I�m offering the next best
thing.�

�Remus, I will not
participate in any sort of Polyjuice plan. It was fun while we were students,
but I�m not about to sleep with you while you look like Harry. That�s just
wrong!� Sirius ran his hands through his long hair. So tempting, yet so, so
wrong. �Why can�t you just forget what I told you?�

�Siri! Stop! I�m not talking about
Polyjuice.� Remus let out a sigh as he sat down. �And I�d appreciate it if you
never brought that up again! I�m sure Severus does not need to know about that.�
Harry suppressed a snicker at that. He could very well imagine who Sirius
impersonated for Remus. He wondered who Remus impersonated for Sirius.

�And there�s an image I did not need just now. Looking in to
the mirror and seeing that awful git, ugh!� He
shuddered at the memory. �The things I did for you!� Aha, thought Harry. I was
right.

Deciding to take a different approach, Remus pulled on
Sirius until he was crouching before him. �Let me make it up to you. We can
role play�I�ll be Harry, and you can tell me everything you want to say but are
scared to in reality.�

Shaking his head, Sirius tried to stand back up, but Remus
yanked him back down. �Paddy, you need this. You might not realize it now, but
you do.�

�No. No I don�t. It�s not fair to you, it�s not fair to me,
and it definitely isn�t fair to Harry.� The subject of the discussion wrinkled
his nose at that statement. Why wasn�t it fair to him?

Knowing that Harry must be confused by Sirius�s words, Remus
pushed on. �Sirius, why isn�t fair to Harry? He wouldn�t even know!�

�Damn it, Remus!� Sirius wrenched free from the werewolf�s
grasp and headed for the bedroom. Harry knew that if he�d started walking
anywhere else, Remus would have stopped him. As it was, Sirius was doing
exactly what they needed him to do.

�Sirius, you have got to face this! Now, I�m sorry for what
I have to do, but you�ve left me no choice.� Before Sirius could even protest,
Remus pushed him back on the bed, took out his wand and muttered a binding
spell. Harry couldn�t believe it. Remus had tied Sirius to his own bed. Not in
the plan, but Harry�s imagination went into overdrive; it was a perfectly fine
improvisation.

�What the FUCK are you doing, Remus? Let me up!�

�Sirius, would you just shut up for a minute and let me
talk? Please!� Sirius glared at Remus, looking as though he was about to speak
again. �You say another word, Sirius, and I�ll put a silencing spell on you.�

The two men stared at each other while Harry pondered the
situation from under his cloak. He�d often wondered why they hadn�t been more
seriously involved, but he was beginning to understand. They were too
domineering and neither would give in under normal circumstances. This was
definitely not normal.

�Okay,� Remus spoke softly. �The original plan did not
include tying you to the bed, but it seems to be working in my favor.�

�You had a plan?� Sirius snorted. At Remus� growl, he
quieted down.

�Now, you need to deal with your feelings for Harry. And
since you won�t tell him, I have to assume that you�ll never show him.
Therefore, I will pretend to be Harry and you can tell me�and show me�how you
feel.�

�Moony, that�s the stupidest thing I�ve heard you say. You
expect me to shag you while I pretend you�re Harry?�

�In a nutshell, yes. But you need
to say what you�re feeling as well. It�s the only way you�ll accept it.�

Sirius stared at the end of the bed for a few moments. Harry
was starting to worry that his invisibility cloak had fallen off and that
Sirius could see him. �As I told you the other day, Remus, I have accepted my
feelings for Harry. I�m in love with him. And I�m not going to tell him and I�m
not going to show him. It wouldn�t work.�

�You love me?�

Sirius raised his eyebrows at Remus. �Did you just say
that?�

Harry drew the cloak down off his head. �No, I did. You�re
in love with me?� Harry just stared at Sirius, taking in his scared expression.

�Remus, what the hell is he doing here? What the fuck were
you thinking? Untie me and get out of my rooms, NOW!

Eyes wide, Remus looked back and forth between the two men.
�Um, I�m not really sure I should leave you two��

Two heads turned to him. �Now!�

Remus started to back out of the room, taking in the heaving
chests and the wide-eyed stares the two men were giving each other.
"Yeah...okay. The, uh, binds can't be spelled off; you'll need to untie
them." He really wasn't sure it was wise to leave them alone. "I'll
come back to check on you later, then."

Sirius and Harry didn't acknowledge him as he left. They
just looked at each other. Harry wore a surprised expression; Sirius'
was more cautious.

"Harry, untie me, will you?"

"No," Harry began. "I think that if I do,
you'll find a way to not talk about this." He looked down at his feet for
a few seconds. When he raised his head, he no longer looked confused. He
looked...determined. "You. Love me?"solid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in'>

Sirius didn�t know if it was minutes or hours later when he
next opened his eyes. Green eyes were staring down into his, crinkles in the
corner from the smile on his lips.

�Hi.�

�Harry,� said a rough voice. �Hi yourself.�

�That was�that was the most amazing thing that�s ever
happened to me.� Harry leaned down to kiss Sirius on the forehead.

�I find that hard to believe.�

�You shouldn�t. I�ve never made love before.� Another kiss, this time on the tip of his nose. �It�s always
been just sex. And it�s been a long time since I last did that too.�

Sirius struggled up onto his elbows, causing Harry to lie on
his side. �What do you mean, �a long time�?�

�Um,� he paused, biting his lip. �About a
year. Since�since Remus. And
Severus.�

�What? I thought�why?�

�I realized that I wanted what they had. What they have. I
was so jealous of that.�

Sirius lay back down, squirming until he removed the jar of
oil from underneath his back. He pulled Harry closer to him, wrapped his arms
around him, silently urging him to continue.

�I didn�t realize that I loved you when I started to come
after you, Sirius. All I knew was that the feeling was�different. It wasn�t
just lust, but I had no idea it was love.� Harry slid closer to Sirius, trying
to get as close as possible. �It wasn�t until Remus explained it to me that I
began to realize��

�What did Remus say?� A tinge of worry crept into his voice.
What if Harry just believed what Remus had told him? What if he didn�t really
love him?

�Stop, Sirius. I love you. I know that. And you, apparently,
love me.� He tilted his head up to look in his lover�s eye. �Right?�

�Oh, I do love you. You know I do.� He turned on his side to
face Harry, bringing their bodies in closer contact. �But there�s still one
thing we need to discuss.�

�Oh? What�s that? Who gets to be on top next?� Harry
chuckled as he wrapped his arm around Sirius� chest to rub his back.

�No, but I think it should be you.� Fingers started to ghost
over skin, breathing started to speed up.

�Then what, Siri?�

�How we get back at Remus for his interference.�

Harry started to laugh, but all thoughts of revenge left his
mind as their lips met again. This was love. And he was never letting go.
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