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Catching the Train	By : SpeedyTomato Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 88961 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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With help from Lynn who works with me when it comes to flow, continuity and other issues.

Chapter 16

Harry looked up when he heard the front door open, though he didn't expect a problem. It was still just habit for him, something ingrained from so many years he had yet to shake. He figured it was either Bill and Charlie coming in from the class or Sirius returning with their food. As it was about the time he and Sirius usually ate and they felt like pizza, he had gone out to pick one up, making sure to get an extra large one so Bill and Charlie could share. Besides, they wanted to talk over their leanings when it came to the job since they had gone to the class.
At the moment, he was spread out all over the table working on the handbook for the floorwalkers. They thought they had everything they needed, finally, so it was time to put it in some kind of order. He was working on doing so, something plenty time consuming. Sirius would go back to tending to the books and orders when he came back. They were hoping to knock out as much as they could tonight so it would be done.
When he saw Bill and Charlie come in, he summoned the papers he had scattered all over then did the spell to sort them into piles so he didn't end up losing some of the progress he made with this task. While they sat, he took a sip of his beer then asked, “You didn't end up freaking out, did you?” Of course, he grinned while he asked, knowing some truly did.
“It was actually quite interesting to listen to,” Bill told him, summoning a drink for the two of them.
“Fascinating in places,” Charlie added, taking his own cold butterbeer then sipping it.
“It's definitely eye opening,” Harry admitted still grinning. Then, sobering up, he asked, looking between the two, “Any leanings on the job after it? Like Sirius said; if you don't think you can handle it, it's not a problem.”
“I'm leaning towards taking it,” Charlie told him honestly with a nod. “We just have plenty to work out when it comes to scheduling.”
“The same for me,” Bill told Harry with a smile. “I just want to come in this weekend to shore it up. Once I get an idea of what it's like, and it doesn't freak me out, I think I'm good as well. Like with Charlie, we have some areas with scheduling.”
“We can work around whatever,” Harry told him honestly, grinning as he did. This was good and Sirius would be pleased as hell. “If you do, we need to sit you down and give you a crash course in some of it, more than what they went into in the class. Nothing you can't handle, though, I don't think. Sirius and I will take it on, well, most of it, as I'm sure you'd be more comfortable with us.”
“Oh yes,” Charlie admitted with a chuckle. Then, sobering up, he asked, “How much more is there to learn?”
“Some,” Harry told him honestly. “Mostly it's about what's allowed and what isn't, rules for such bits, areas like those. Nothing hard. We can do it at home, well, for most of it. You won't get uncomfortable that way. Some has to be done at the club so you can understand what we're talking about.”
“It's something we can handle, I think,” Charlie nodded. On his end, he was sure he would be more comfortable talking with the two alone when it came to parts of this rather than some stranger. While it wouldn't be completely comfortable, as Harry was something akin to a little brother to them, he could handle part of it.
Since finding out Harry and Sirius ran the club, and that they were probably into parts of the lifestyle, he was curious about how they became involved. It wouldn't mean anything, of course, but might satisfy part of it. As knowledgeable as Charlie said Harry was, Bill was even more curious. So, this might be a good time to get answers.
After thinking over how to go about asking, he launched in, hoping Harry wouldn't take it badly or Sirius would end up upset with the questions. “You know the ins and outs then? Better than most? The one that taught the class tonight seemed to.”
“The ones who teach, do. In fact, the instructor you had tonight has a couple decades of experience,” Harry told him honestly. Then, with a grin while sipping his beer, he added, “Yeah, I do. And I did before we opened the club.”
“Really?” Bill asked. “Where did you pick it up? If it's too personal, tell me. I'm just curious because you and Sirius really seem to know what you're talking about.”
“Let's say I learned over the years with a friend no one knew about. Then, after Sirius came back, I learned more from him. He knows the ins and outs very well.” Harry explained cryptically. Roger was someone no one met before, at least those Magical, so they wouldn't understand the relationship there.
“I'm gathering this friend wasn't from Hogwarts,” Charlie tossed out there softly. He was curious too, so he would listen in.
“No, I knew him from elsewhere,” Harry admitted honestly, figuring they'd assume the right way when it came to what he meant. As far as he knew, those he was close to in school wouldn't understand any of it. Hell, Ron would probably blush redder than his hair if they talked about BDSM. Those in the dorm—this wasn't the type of bit you talked to them about. While they had their conversations about girls, it was of the normal sort. He had a feeling they wouldn't have understood this area either.
“Didn't figure, with what we know of those you went to school with, it came from them,” Bill chuckled, shaking his head.
“I don't think most would handle it well,” Harry admitted with a bigger grin.
“Sirius knew quite a bit on it then?” Bill pressed on. Though part of what he was curious about was now satisfied, there were still other areas he was interested in knowing about, so he would ask. Harry was the sort that if he didn't want to talk about it, he would say so. As long as Harry would talk, he would listen.
“Plenty more than I did,” Harry nodded. That statement was where he was going to leave it for the topic. If Sirius wanted to talk about it, they could ask him. He didn't think anything was off, of course, they were probably just curious. After all, not much was said about so much that went on since he returned, so a lot of people were curious. Ron and Hermione had tried to get plenty out of him about some matters since he had come back, but he had kept most of it to himself.
“I have to admit we were all stunned when you and Sirius bonded,” Bill said honestly. “I mean, first there was the crush on Cho then Ginny. We never knew you leaned towards men.” These were questions plenty of them wanted to know the answers to since the bonding. Since they didn't spend much time alone with Harry, other than at the club, he was going to ask. Well, until it became clear Harry didn't want to talk about something. He'd changed enough that he was—odd in some areas. And a little intimidating. Some of the looks he could give would back down almost everyone with common sense. Then Sirius would get the two of them out of there. However, before Harry took it badly, he added hastily, “Not that it matters, of course. No one with common sense minds.”
“Let's just say Ginny and Cho were the exceptions and leave it there,” Harry told him, not wanting to go further. Though he did add, “You need to consider how I was raised. The Dursleys weren't exactly what you would call open minded on some topics.”
“So we heard,” Charlie said with a dry snort and roll of his eyes. “We get it. Won't say a word either. I'm sure you understand there was plenty of speculation. Mum and Dad said it was fine, so that was good with all of us and all that mattered on the topic.”
“We're happy,” Harry told him with a little smile. Most people asking him questions like this would make him grind his teeth. Bill and Charlie didn't. It was more from knowing them so well and other bits which made it so it didn't bother him. “In the end, it's all that matters. Sirius waited for me from the time he went through the Veil until I 'died', alone. That's a long time. And should tell everyone all they need to know.”
“It does,” Bill nodded, smiling himself. “Whatever it is, it's working for the two of you and you're happy. In the end, it's all that matters.”
“It does, quite nicely,” Harry told him, trying to hold back the knowing grin threatening to show itself.
Before the two could ask anymore, he heard the front door open. Sirius hadn't been inside but mere seconds and he could smell the pizza, something which made his stomach rumble loudly. “Food,” he laughed, making sure it was loud enough so his husband could hear him. Hearing Bill and Charlie chuckle, he added, “He was going to pick up enough for all of us as we figured you'd like some as well.”
“I could eat,” Charlie admitted with a laugh.
“Makes two of us,” Bill agreed, straightening up as Sirius came in with the delicious smelling pie.
“I figured,” Sirius laughed, already figuring out what the conversation was about. “The smell alone makes you want it, even if you aren't hungry.”
After putting the pizza on the table and summoning what they needed, plus a beer, he sat down by Harry with a groan. Opening the box, he pulled out slices for himself and Harry then said, “Help yourself.”
Once he cracked open his beer, he began asking about the class, hoping the two hadn't freaked over some of it. If they didn't, he thought they would take the jobs, something they needed. So, he wanted to know. Then he would press on with parts that weren't taught, if the two were willing that is. The more they could lay the foundation for, the better off they'd be.

“I'm curious who it was that talked to or taught Harry BDSM,” Bill wondered aloud. The two of them were in their room later that night and had been discussing what they heard in the class that evening. Of course, the topic of Harry and Sirius came up because of it.
“I honestly can't think of anyone myself,” Charlie admitted with a shake of his head. “He said he knew them from elsewhere, but, from what we know, that would have to mean Little Whinging. And we all knew he didn't have friends there. Hell, everyone treated him like shit thanks to his family.”
“It would have to be there, but I'm at a loss as to who it might be. Sure as hell wouldn't have been Dudley. Which means there was someone around none of us knew about. Strange, though,” Charlie admitted.
With a tired groan, Bill stretched out on the bed after kicking his boots off then propped himself up against the headboard, relaxing. “Harry—I don't mean this in a bad way, but he's far different than he was before he 'died'. There's something there, though not sure what. He's good by me, of course, and is still Harry, it's just odd.”
“I asked Dad about it once and he said dying changed Harry,” Charlie told his brother, stretching out by him. “It's something you get if you think about it. Dying would change anyone. He's a bit odd now, but it's nothing rotten, at least I don't think. Sirius is with him all the time and the two are happy. If it was that bad, Sirius wouldn't have come back with him.”
After seeing Bill nod, he changed topics and asked, “You hear from the Ministry yet? I thought one of the letters today was from them.” He was curious, and hopeful, if his brother had managed to land the job. It would help a ton if he did.
“I did,” Bill grinned. “Sometime this week, I plan on doing it tomorrow, I need to go in and sign some paperwork. Which means I have it, they just haven't come out and said so yet. This is great. I'll be putting in slightly less hours than Gringotts, but making a ton more money. And that will help tremendously!”
“Great!” Charlie grinned, pleased Bill had managed. He knew his brother wanted the job, badly, and it was far better than the one he had with plenty of built in raises and the opportunity for advancement that Gringotts didn't offer.
“Let's see what they say when I go in,” Bill told him, still grinning. Then, sobering up, he added, “I want to work at the club, too. The money is part, we both know it is, but I want to get a better feel for what goes on.”
“Honestly? I do as well,” Charlie admitted, looking at him as he pressed closer. Then, with a snort and grin, he added, “Just so I don't have to watch some of the really rough stuff I witnessed over the weekend. That—blimey it was bad and I really don't understand how someone could like it.”
“I can imagine,” Bill snorted, chuckling a tad. “We'll go this weekend, but I say we tell them we'll take it. My assumption is I won't have a problem with whatever. As they're going to have a bitch of a time working around our schedules, we need to give them a heads up so they can get started.”
“Good plan,” Charlie nodded. “We'll leave a note for them tomorrow in case we don't see each other in passing so they can do what they have to. Well, and start the crash course we'll need for so much. It's going to take time to learn parts of it, at least I assume it is. And we'll have to work out when to cover it as well. Another bit they'll have to schedule with us and work around. I assume they'll do most on Sundays and Mondays since they don't work then. Let's see what they have to say.”
“If we work it right, we can get plenty of information we want out of them. Hell, I'm sure they'll cover part of it anyway and it won't look odd for us to ask questions about parts,” Bill tossed out there, already planning to do so. The class tonight just cemented his want to delve into this area and accumulate all the information he could get. He just wasn't comfortable going to the store out in the front of the club to buy books on the topic. Well, not yet anyway. If they took the job, they could do it without anyone thinking it odd as it would relate to the job. He liked that idea, more than he cared to admit.
“Good way to go about it,” Charlie agreed with a nod, now curious as well. “We'll manage in some way.” Then, with a grin, he said, “I figured you'd want to do this partially for the learning experience and getting ideas. Which means I need to stay on my toes for whatever deranged scheme or idea you come up with.”
Bill laughed and pulled him close, “Trust me, I'm not diving into the deep end of some of it. The area of dominance is appealing, though. Well, and maybe some other bits.”
“Oh, I'm damned sure there are other bits,” Charlie added, laughing. He then flopped onto his side and curled up to Bill, arm draped over his waist. “We'll have fun with it, though. I'm sure of that at least.”
“We will,” Bill agreed with a nod then leaned down and kissed his brother. As it was about his normal bedtime, he was tired, so his eyes slid shut.
Lying there, all he could think about was some of what he heard in the class and envisioning a few of the bits they'd seen since going into the club. It just fueled the desire to have it more. It appealed to him in a way nothing had in a very long time. And it was only with Charlie he wanted to partake. No one else, no matter who they were, fit the role Charlie had in his life and his wanted it with his brother. Badly.

“From the sound of it, the two are going to take the job,” Sirius told Harry coming out of the loo after cleaning up. They were in their room for the night after a bout of play, something that was more to tire them out so they could sleep than anything else. Harry was already in bed, waiting on him.
“It does,” Harry agreed with a nod. “Which means we need to start planning for training, schedules and all the other crap that goes along with it. Not easy there, Sirius. We have a lot to work around with them, though it'll be worth having them.”
“True,” Sirius nodded, coming over and flopping on the bed with a groan. Head resting on Harry's shin, he looked at him then said, “I might have a way to do part of it, for now anyway. Bill made it clear he wants to see the club on busy nights, but we can start some bits before then, if they're willing. I was thinking have you take on talking to them.” Seeing Harry start to say something, he held up his hand then said, “Wait until I explain.”
When Harry nodded and didn't say any more, he pressed on, “What I was thinking was have them pop into the club for tea each night. We'll make sure they're fed well. It can give us an hour each night to go over some of the bits with them they have to know. You might be better with it as you're not busy and tend to stay put while I'm running all over the place. They also know you a little better than they do me, though not much. Because of the past relationship and yours with their family, they might be more relaxed and likely to ask questions they wouldn't of me. Like the bit tonight with some of what they wanted to know. I very much doubt they would have asked me.”
“True,” Harry nodded after thinking it over. “It might work.” Then he chuckled and added, “They also aren't the kind to royally piss me off either or get stupid. I've never had a problem with them getting on my nerves.” Those two areas were issues he still had trouble with from time to time with some, so he didn't want to try with someone that would make him mental as it would just cause huge problems.
“Another reason I mentioned it,” Sirius laughed, reaching over and giving Harry a playful shove, well the best he could from the position he was in. Then he sobered up and added, “It'll do you good as well. We all know you don't get much interaction with people other than when I'm around. It'll help you in the long run if you can spend time alone with ones that don't bother you.”
“There is that as well,” Harry admitted. While he didn't want to deal with people, for the most part, he wouldn't mind with those like Bill and Charlie.
“Plus, I trust you enough to make sure to get it right. The guys can easily do so, obviously, but they don't have the time. You know enough that they will know for sure what they are not only getting into, but you'll have the answers to any questions they have. And you can go through it in a way they can easily understand,” Sirius explained. “Also, they trust you enough they won't be as uptight as they would with ones they don't know. It will make it to where they're more likely to ask questions if they don't understand something or you hit an area they need explained more.”
“Yeah, I can see where this might be better,” Harry said, now understanding Sirius' logic. “I can leave a note for them tomorrow before we leave to come in for supper then will run them through what we just said. Let's see what they say and go from there.”
“We'll go about it that way then start planning out the rest. Once we get a feel for what we have to work around when it comes to schedules, we can plan more.” Sirius told him, sitting up with a groan. “For now, I'm going to have you mentor them, though it's odd and most in the club wouldn't understand. If they don't like it, they can take it up with me. I think you'll do better with them.”
“I might,” Harry admitted, thinking over what he knew of the two.
“I'll get with the guys on the other side to let them know you are and have them keep watch over the three of you if I can't,” Sirius told him, sliding up by Harry. Like normal, he hooked the leash over the headboard and gave it a playful tug. While Harry did fine on his own now when they were together, it was just a constant reminder he was the one in charge.
Once he leaned over and gave Harry a kiss, he laid down, wrapping his arms around his husband when he pressed closer to him. Holding Harry still felt wonderful and was something he adored. He loved the relationship, honestly, but thought Bill and Charlie being around would help Harry more. Oh, sure, he was in a far better place than right after he came back, but more help dealing with people was always welcome. Those two could aid in plenty they didn't realize. And he would take it, that's for sure. Anything to make this easier on the two of them was more than welcome.
Eyes shutting, he gave a contented sigh and held Harry close. It had taken time to get used to sleeping like this, but now he didn't want to ever not do it again, for any reason. Holding each other at night was something they both adored and he would go with it.
After giving Harry a kiss on the head, he relaxed, sleep finding the both of them quite soon.
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