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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 17

Harry sent off the signal to the back when Bill and Charlie sat down at the table with him. Though the club served up plenty of food, Sirius had picked up a standard meal for all of them, rather than the 'junk food' type they served. They both thought a full, regular meal would be better for all of them. Once he received the signal they would bring it shortly, he settled back and waited after they said hello.
After a quick look around, seeing nothing they hadn't before on the other side, Bill relaxed back with a groan, taking his drink when it appeared on the table. “Looks like a quiet night,” he observed once he took a sip.
“About normal for the beginning of the week,” Harry told him with a nod. “As it's not close to the full moon, we won't have anyone too odd in, thankfully. There's an occasional one, but it's not too awful.”
“Which is good,” Charlie chuckled, sipping his beer. “Rather makes up for the weekends and lets you relax.”
“True!” Harry laughed, pleased when the food appeared on the table. After dishing up what he wanted, he summoned the papers they had put together and put them on the table by his plate. “Sirius will join us shortly. He's doing his own bit with ordering and whatever.”
“Sirius' note said you two had something worked out with the training?” Bill asked, digging into the food. They both assumed they'd have something like what was served at the club for a meal, so he was pleased it was a regular meal, probably bought from the Leaky. While neither minded the food served here, it was nice to have a regular meal as well since both of them were more the fix what was fastest and easiest kind of people unless Kreacher took care of it at home.
“We talked it over and think we have something,” Harry nodded after a bite to eat. “When we hire someone for anything besides like serving drinks or whatever, we assign them a mentor to make sure they get the information they need. Because you two are taking over the floor walking job, it's a bit imperative we make sure you know what to look for, so it's a tad more detailed than most.”
“Sounds like the way to go,” Charlie told him honestly. While they might have some of the basics, it wasn't all they needed and both of them knew it. “You found one then?” This he was curious about as he wasn't sure who it could be and wanted to know so they could get a feel for who they would be dealing with.
“We did,” Harry nodded. Then, with a grin, he added, “Me.” Pressing on, he explained, “It's odd since I'm considered a slave in the club, but we thought you might be more comfortable working with me on what is what rather than someone you don't know. Sirius will help as well, but I'll take on the bulk of it.”
“It would make it far easier and be more comfortable,” Charlie admitted with a nod. He liked the idea far better than working with someone neither of them knew since some of this was obviously sexual in various ways.
“I agree,” Bill sighed, pleased with the idea. “How do you want to go about it? Us come in when we can and work from there or some other way? I'll be in this weekend to watch, but I doubt it's anything I can't handle. Just to make sure on my end.”
“We thought, as this would be the easiest way to go about it, you come in each night for tea and we'll work on what you need to know from there. While it won't be busy like on the weekends, you'll see enough to understand what I'm talking about. And the guys on the other side can get to know you as well, since they aren't as busy as on the weekend. Something you'll need is to work with them a bit on a signal of some kind or for them to point out someone that is setting off those sort of feelings for them. The better relationship you have when you start, the more it'll help.”
“I like this idea,” Charlie nodded after taking another bite. “Start this week then?”
“It was our thought, yes,” Harry told him with a smile. “It'll only be an hour or so a night, but we can cover plenty. We thought you'd be more comfortable asking me questions about whatever than you would anyone else, including Sirius.”
“Very true,” Bill agreed. “When do you want to start?” He assumed it would fairly fast as they obviously needed people. Once Harry put it out there, they could work from there.
“We thought tonight,” Harry said, grinning at the two. “Just the basics, of course. Should take a couple weeks to go through everything and make sure you're comfortable with taking it on. Once you feel you're ready, Sirius will work on a schedule for you. He just needs a list of the weekends you have your daughter then he can go from there.”
“Easily done and I'll pass that over tonight,” Bill told him as he ate more. “It's not hard to remember.”
“Give it to Sirius and he'll work with it then come up with something,” Harry told him.
Then he added, “Before we delve into anything, let me say if you don't understand something, need it explained better, have questions, whatever, ask. It'll be a lot tossed your way and we want to make sure you understand it. This is the reason we assign mentors for those that don't know the lifestyle. There are a lot of ins and outs, so it can get complicated. I don't have a problem answering questions and we'll take all the time you need so you understand it. As I doubt you have much of a foundation for any of this, we'll be starting from scratch. While we mostly have the guidelines put together, something I'll give you a copy of after we look it over again so we make sure we have everything in it, this is something far more involved than you can just write down.”
“We'll make sure,” Charlie assured him, finishing off his plate and pushing it aside. Then he chuckled and added, “Please tell me we're not jumping into the worst right off and you'll ease in.”
“I will,” Harry laughed. “Don't want to scare you off, after all. While some of it deals with the lifestyle, there's also bits like those who aren't allowed in, ones that we know need watched the whole time they are here and general rules. Thought I would cover those first as they're the easiest. We also have a spell set up that triggers for some of those not allowed in. It'll be attached to a charm you wear on your uniform. I'll also go into why they aren't welcome as it'll segue into part of this bit. Might make it easier on you.”
“It will,” Charlie told him, leaning back and crossing his legs. “I assumed there were a few that aren't allowed in because of various bits.”
“I'll cover some and the reason why,” Harry assured him. Then, with a snort and shake of his head, he added, “And Dung isn't allowed anywhere on the premises, I don't care what for. He didn't last a week before he was up to his usual stunts. We think he came in just to see what he could scam or nick. He doesn't know we're the ones running it, of course, and we want it to stay that way.”
“He'll never change,” Bill sighed, rolling his eyes after he finished his food then went back to sipping his drink. “I swear, he just comes up with new scams to make quick cash, not caring what they are.”
“He's the kind that couldn't do anything legal if his life depended on it,” Charlie snorted.
“I agree,” Harry groaned. “He's not my favorite person in the world anyway since the bit with raiding Grimmauld Place and selling what he stole.”
“Right arse, he is,” Bill nodded. “While I understood why Albus wanted him around, he needs to change. One would have thought his time in Azkaban would have straightened him up a bit, but it didn't. He's right back to how he was before.”
“He is. Nothing's changed there,” Harry groused, looking sour.
Then, pressing on, he said, “Right, here is a list of names and pictures of those that aren't allowed in no matter what. And I guarantee they'll try, using any means necessary.” Then he passed them the pamphlet they made up with names and pictures.
As the two looked it over, they began asking the why and what they should look out for.
Harry thought this was the best way to ease into some of the areas since the explanations would involve the rules with those areas, so he began to explain the reasons they were barred, planning to use it to dance into some of the rest.

“It went fine with the two, didn't it?” Sirius asked, settling in the booth by Harry, putting a hand on his knee and giving it a squeeze. The brothers had spent a couple hours in the club talking with Harry. As he didn't see a problem and it appeared like it was going fine, he assumed, but wanted to ask. Harry was easily irked by plenty since they came back, even those he was close to, so he always checked.
“Not a problem,” Harry told him, sipping his beer. “Wasn't much of a start, but we did some. Mostly a discussion about why some weren't let in and questions that came up from there. I thought it was the best place to start, as it was an easing in.”
“As long as you're moving forward, you'll get there,” Sirius nodded, pleased.
Harry was odd with so many anymore that he was loathe to leave him alone with too many. People like Arthur were fine as they were calm enough not to set him off in some way. Fleur, Hermione, Ron and Ginny weren't. They would poke then piss him off. While they needed to train Bill and Charlie, he thought it would be nice to have a couple people Harry could just sit and shoot the shit with knowing they wouldn't cause problems. While Harry was different now, that didn't mean he wouldn't want interaction with others. As it was, they were mostly stuck together. If Bill and Charlie were fine with Harry, he thought it would do his husband plenty of good. While he didn't mean them going out and doing whatever, as he was too leery of what others might set off, just talking could help.
“I'm going to have you sit down and work out a plan of what to cover so I don't miss anything,” Harry told him, leaning against his husband. Then, with a sigh, he added, “Not sure how to go about some of it, honestly, as I'm certain there'll be questions that are personal.”
“Just do what you feel is best and don't give too many details unless they're called for,” Sirius suggested. “I don't think either will take it badly if you don't want to get into something, Harry. They understand some of this is personal.”
“Their questions so far haven't been bad and I can handle them,” Harry admitted. “They've asked some, even before tonight, like how I knew about this area. I didn't say Rodger's name, of course, but mentioned it was a friend no one knew about.”
“I don't think they'll take it badly even if you do,” Sirius said softly, smiling just a tad. “It's obvious you like the blokes since you're with me. If anything, liking men would be the biggest hurdle. So far, they've not batted an eye at it.”
“True,” Harry admitted, brow furrowed. “I hadn't thought of that end, honestly.”
“It's the past and I doubt it matters. You weren't with Ginny when you started with Rodger anyway. That came long before the two of you hooked up,” Sirius told him. He could now appreciate why saying something about his past relationship might be problematic. After all, these were Ginny's brothers. Harry sure didn't want them thinking he cheated on her.
“Nope, sure wasn't,” Harry grinned, snickering softly. “Me and Ginny—well, we were only together for our sixth year and not all of it. I broke up with her at Dumbledore's funeral, so we weren't together for the following summer either.”
“And she had plenty of boyfriends before you, if what I heard was right,” Sirius told him. “If she did, no one is going to say a damned word about you having someone else. Besides, we both know there wasn't a real relationship, of the romantic kind, with Rodger anyway. It was just an it was what it was kind of bit, nothing more.”
“True,” Harry nodded. “Didn't think about it that way either. Makes it a tad easier on me, though. Was rather worried about what they would think when it came to some of this, honestly.”
“I can see why,” Sirius admitted, giving his knee a squeeze. “I doubt it's anything to worry about, truthfully. The past is the past. We're together and Ginny has moved on as well. You didn't end badly, when it came to her, so it's not like she caught you cheating or something. And, if they say anything, just add it's better it ended than have you two married only for you to realize you couldn't give up this part. It would hurt worse if you went that route.”
“Oh yes,” Harry chuckled and nodded. He then added, softly, “I couldn't have, I don't think. Well, I mean the guys and this anyway. It's something I don't think I could have done without, especially since my reasons for being with her weren't the right ones.”
“I get it,” Sirius told him with a smile. “They probably will too, if they ask. With those two? I doubt they will, Harry. They're the kind that don't need to know everything, unlike Ron and Hermione. They're good at going with the flow.”
“Thankfully,” Harry said with a sigh, smiling as he did though.
Brow furrowing, Harry thought it over then asked, “Is it just me, or is there something odd going on with the two? Not sure what, mind you, but I get that feeling. We offered to put them on different floors when it was decided they would move in since we have the room, but they wanted the same one. I get they're brothers and close in age, but they're closer than any of the others, save Fred and George.”
“Not sure,” Sirius admitted, thinking it over. “I hadn't really paid much attention to them or that end of things.” Then he asked, “You seen anything off?”
“No, not seen anything, just a feeling I get and some odd bits, like what I mentioned,” Harry told him with a shake of his head. “I get the Burrow was crowded, so I'm sure they shared a room or something at some point, but they're used to living alone, or with someone like what it was with Bill, so you would think they would want their space. Especially after staying back at the Burrow where it was crowded.”
“Something else I didn't think about,” Sirius admitted. “Yeah, now that you mentioned something, it does seem a bit odd. Might just be their way of dealing with whatever. We know the floor has plenty of room and they have their space. Not sure there.”
“It doesn't matter if it is, as we know they're not up to no good,” Harry tossed in there, hand slipping over to rub Sirius' leg. “I just thought it odd, nothing more.”
“I do as well, now that you mention it. Like you, though, I doubt it's anything rotten. Whatever it is going on isn't our business. As long as they're happy, it's all that matters,” Sirius told him, smiling and putting his hand over Harry's then leading it up to his crotch.
Sirius then leaned over closer and whispered, “Play all you want as long as no one sees, we just aren't doing anything until we get home. As it's slow, I doubt we'll be bothered. We just have to look like we aren’t busy, nothing more.”
With a grin, Harry whispered back, “Easily done.” Then he began to rub Sirius' flaccid cock through his robes. While this wasn't something that would seriously arouse either of them, it was still fun and something he liked, especially since it was done in such a way that no one would know what they were doing.
Staying where he was, Sirius reached up and tugged Harry's collar, grinning as he did. Sex was a big part of their life, the same with the lifestyle at the club, so it wasn't odd Harry would act this way. He didn't mind either. To him, it showed his husband was pleased with their relationship and liked playing, something that counterbalanced all they had to deal with when it came to the darkness in Harry. And he liked it, honestly. Most didn't realize that he hadn't had long in his life to explore personal relationships like this because of when he went to Azkaban then what happened after he escaped. The honest truth was Harry was his first real long-term relationship of the romantic sort. Before prison he was only interested in the sexual ones, not ready to settle down. After his escape it just wasn’t possible. So, really, he was on equal footing with Harry in plenty of ways. And he didn't mind a bit. He enjoyed it because of the relationship they had before and after he died. It was more satisfying than any he could get elsewhere.
“When we get home, we'll have some fun,” Sirius whispered to him, eyes drifting around the club to make sure everything was running smoothly. “Whatever you want to do, too. So, think up something you want.”
“I'll come up with something good,” Harry chuckled, grinning a little as well.
After scooting closer to Harry, pulling him tightly to his body, he spread his legs so Harry could have better access then asked, “About the fisting—we're not getting far there. Is the problem still the size of my hands?”
“And the pain it causes, yeah,” Harry chuckled, rubbing Sirius' crotch and leaning heavily against him. “Nothing we've done so far has worked for that part, Sirius.”
“Which means we need to go about this another way,” Sirius sighed, scratching his chin. “Not sure how, though. We get so far then you say the safe word. Are you sure it's not just a fear of some kind? Like it's freaking you out too much.”
“No, not that.” Harry shook his head. “I trust you to do about anything as I know you won't go somewhere I can't. It's the pain. Four fingers are fine, but once you get to the knuckle on the thumb, it hurts too damned much. And I don't like the spells for loosening as they don't do a very good job.”
“I don't like those either,” Sirius admitted. “Right, we'll start looking into whatever to see what we can manage. Honestly? We might want to consider some of the bigger toys to see if that helps before we try it again. They might get you ready more than what we've been doing. As you tend not to like anything too big, that might be the issue.”
“Could be,” Harry admitted, grinning a bit as he stroked Sirius' cock the way he liked most. While there wasn't a full rise to the occasion, there was some stirring. Yeah, he would keep going as he liked to tease Sirius a little and they always had fun when he did.
“Let's see what we can find or get some advice on it.” Sirius told him. Harry still had an aversion to real, serious pain, so he wouldn't do anything to push that limit. In fact, Harry was pretty easy to get to do anything and didn't use his safeword during most times. It was when the pain came in he did as his husband was the sort that didn't and couldn't understand the erotic aspect of it. He supposed it was from all Harry went through in his life that he couldn't just open up and let it happen the way some could, appreciating it for what it was and the feelings it could produce. Nothing he couldn’t work with, though.
“Not sure we'll ever manage,” Harry told him, hand still working. “It's fun to try, though. Well, until you hit a certain level of pain, that is.”
“It is,” Sirius grinned. Leaning over and kissing Harry softly, he then muttered, “We'll manage. Just might take some time, nothing more. Until then, we'll play around a tad and see what else we can find we like. I was thinking about those tail plugs we now have. They're interesting.”
“They are, I admit it,” Harry chuckled, grinning once more at the visions they produced. “You're interested in something with them I take it?”
“Oh yes,” Sirius told him with a bit of an evil grin. “Might have some ideas there. We'll take a look later tonight and see what you like then go from there.”
“I'm in trouble,” Harry chuckled, shaking his head, though he was damned sure he would like almost anything Sirius came up with when it dealt with this area. After all, they had a ton of fun with all kinds of bits he hadn't known existed before he came back.
“Of course,” Sirius agreed, grinning a little bigger. “Bet you'll like it, though.”
“I usually do,” Harry conceded.
Staying like he was, his eyes drifted over the other side of the club. As it was slow, not much was going on but the standard. While it would pick up some as it grew later, it wouldn't be by much. Which was fine. It meant Sirius could spend most of the night right where he was, something Harry always liked. This was good. They could talk out plenty and he wouldn't be bothered by fools and idiots, putting him in a bad mood. Those were always the good nights. He hoped it would stay that way.
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