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The Conference
By: Prongs
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns all things 'Harry Potter.'
Warning: Sirius/James SLASH
Rating: R
A/N: This is the 350 member story for the Sirius x James Yahoo Group. The members voted in 3 different polls to determine what would happen in this story.

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"An entire week?" Sirius asked incredulously. "You want to send us away to a bloody conference on talking hippogriffs for one whole week?"
The Headmaster of Hogwarts smiled and nodded his head. "Would you like some tea?"
"No," Sirius replied flatly.
"No thank you," James said with his arms folded across his chest. "When you owled us, you said this was something really important!"
"Talking hippogriffs are important," Dumbledore said slowly. "Extremely important. Hippogriffs are amazing animals, and if we can learn to communicate with hippogriffs in our language, it will change the world we live in. For the better, that is."
"Why us?" James asked.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "You are two of the smartest wizards I have ever seen, -"
Sirius snorted.
"And," Dumbledore continued, "When I heard where the conference would be taking place, I immediately thought of the two of you. It sounds just like the sort of city you both would be interested in going to."
"Where?" Sirius asked curiously.
James chuckled at his husband, but didn't say anything.
"New Orleans," Dumbledore answered. "A lovely city in the southern United States. Although I've never been there myself, I've heard quite a lot of excellent things about it. I imagine you two would rather enjoy yourself there."
Sirius turned to look at James and raised an eyebrow.
"Perhaps I will momentarily leave the room. I have been meaning to talk to Madam Stalk," Dumbledore murmured, rising from his chair.
"Madam Stalk?" James questioned.
"She resides in the portrait in the room across the hall," the Headmaster explained, smiling. "A lovely piece of celery, I must say."
Dumbledore left the room and gently closed the door behind him.
"I think he's gotten stranger in the past few years," Sirius said, smirking.
"I agree," James replied, looking towards the doorway. "Of course, think about the speech he gave at our graduation five years ago."
Sirius laughed. "Two hours long, complete with a mini-lecture on growing a successful vegetable garden."
"His advice didn't work, though," James pointed out. "Our garden died, didn't it?"
Sirius rolled his eyes and stood up. He walked over to his husband and promptly sat down on James' lap. "That's because we weren't really paying attention to his speech, remember? I recall snogging you almost the entire time."
"Indeed," James replied, wrapping his arms around Sirius and pulling his husband closer. "I don't think we even realized that he was talking about a garden until Remus nudged us asking for parchment to take notes."
"Which he eventually got from Lily," Sirius said, moving his face closer to James'.
"And I do believe that their vegetable garden is much nicer than ours," James murmured, placing one hand on the back of Sirius' neck.
"MmmHmm," Sirius mumbled. "Ours is full of weeds, now, isn't it?"
"Something like that," James replied. With his other hand, he began playing with his husband's long, raven hair.
"Perhaps he should give us another lecture on a successful vegetable garden then," Sirius said, grinning. He took off James' glasses and carefully placed them on Dumbledore's desk.
"I'm sure we'd pay just as much attention the second time as we did the first time," James pointed out.
"Indeed," Sirius winked. "So, knowing that, why would he want to send us to a conference about talking hippogriffs? With our track record, shouldn't he know that we'll be sitting in the back snogging?"
"Sounds lovely," James replied, bringing Sirius' lips closer to his own. James dug his tongue into Sirius' mouth and started exploring. Sirius moaned softly and closed his eyes.
When James stopped, Sirius narrowly opened his eyes and smirked. "Maybe we should go."
"I'm sure we'd learn a lot," James said innocently.
"And we're always terribly interested in learning, now, aren't we?" Sirius asked playfully.
"Of course," James replied. He moved his hand away from Sirius' hair and placed it over his husband's bulging erection.
"Gah, James!" Sirius exclaimed.
"It's not like he's coming back right off," James whispered. "I'm sure Madam Stalk is full of things to say."
"I don't care if he does come in," Sirius replied. "Once you start something, you have to finish it, you know…"
James grinned and slowly unzipped Sirius' jeans. He dug his hand inside and pushed away any remaining clothing that was blocking his way. Slowly, he began stroking his husband's erection.
Sirius moaned and leaned forward, pressing his head against James' shoulder.
"Gods, James….hurry up," Sirius begged quietly.
James clamped his free hand over Sirius' mouth, while his other hand started moving faster.
Sirius quickly came into his lover's hand. James waited several seconds and then moved his hand away from his husband's mouth.
"You're amazing," Sirius murmured as he lifted his head.
James smiled and pressed a gentle kiss on Sirius' forehead. He then picked up his wand and muttered a quick cleaning charm before zipping up Sirius' jeans.
Sirius grinned and passionately kissed his husband on the lips. "Guess I better get off of you, huh?"
"Might be a good idea, I suppose," James replied, smirking.
Sirius laughed and climbed off of his lover. The second that he returned to his own chair, the door opened.
"Have you boys decided?" Dumbledore asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Wl gol go," James answered as he quickly grabbed his glasses off of Dumbledore's desk. Sirius momentarily closed his eyes and shook his head. The Headmaster probably knew exactly what they had been doing.
"Excellent," the Headmaster replied. "Would you both like some tea?"

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DAY ONE
(Saturday at about 1:00 PM Central Time / A Hotel in New Orleans)

Sirius rolled over in bed and landed on top of his husband. "Well, what should we do today?"
"Sleep," James mumbled with his eyes still closed.
"Aww, come on, James!" Sirius exclaimed as he started running his fingers through James' messy hair. "The conference doesn't start until Monday. We should go out and have some fun today and tomorrow."
"Tomorrow will be fine," James replied softly. "I'm tired, Siri."
"Did I keep you awake for too long last night?" Sirius asked playfully.
James finally opened his eyes. He blinked several times and then tried to focus on his husband. "Perhaps, but it was well worth it. Why don't we sleep for a couple more hours and then take a walk and see what's around?"
"All right, love. I suppose I'll let you sleep some more," he said, winking. "I already know what's around, though. There's a record store two stores down that-"
"What Zeppelin album do you not own?" James asked, closing his eyes again. He snuggled against Sirius and sighed happily.
"I don't know," Sirius replied as he wrapped his arms around James. "I mean, maybe there's a special release of an album or a live version or a-"
"Sleep," James interrupted. "We'll check out the record store later."
Sirius just smiled and pressed a gentle kiss on James' forehead.

(Saturday at about 4:20 PM Central Time / Still in the Hotel…)

James stretched and slowly opened his eyes. He looked around the room, and his gaze fell on Sirius who was standing next to the window, looking outside.
"Hey," James said quietly.
Sirius turned around and flashed his charming grin. "You're awake!" he exclaimed. "So much for a couple of hours, huh?"
"You should have woken me up at 3:00," James said as he grabbed his glasses and sat up in bed.
Sirius shrugged. "You looked so peaceful. I didn't want to disturb you."
James grinned. "So, are you ready to go to the record store?"
Sirius walked over to the bed and sat down next to his lover. "Of course," he replied. "But first,…"
Sirius leaned forward and gently captured James' lips.
James wrapped his arms around Sirius' body and pulled his husband closer to him. "Make love to me, Siri," he whispered into his lover's ear.
In response, Sirius started nibbling on James' neck and then began to tug at James' boxers.
"That is, of course, if you don't mind delaying that trip to the record store," James added.
Sirius looked up and raised an eyebrow. "What record store?"
James smirked and allowed Sirius to push him back onto the soft pillows. He groaned as he felt his husband pull his boxers off and start to gently caress his erection.
(Saturday at 6:10 PM Central Time / Guess Where?!?)

James rolled over and started tracing small patterns onto Sirius' chest with his fingers. "Hmm, looks like we spent the entire day in bed, huh?
"I'm not complaining," Sirius replied.
James propped himself up on an elbow and looked into his lover's beautiful blue eyes. "What about your record store?"
"James, you know you're far more important to me than some damn store!"
James laughed and gave his husband a quick kiss on the nose. "Just checking. So, should we go out to eat? I'm starving!"
"No kidding," Sirius replied. "Of course, we will have to put on some clothes."
"You think? I figured we could strut around like this."
Sirius smirked, "Yeah, well, this is New Orleans, so maybe we can, love. However, I refuse to share you with anyone."
"Likewise," James replied. "Let's get dressed and find a place to eat."

DAY TWO

(Sunday at 11:17 AM Central Time / At the Much-Mentioned Record Store in the French Quarter)

"Hey, James! Take a look at this!" Sirius exclaimed, waving a record album in his husband's face.
James stopped looking through the Eagles' records and glanced over Sirius' shoulder. "I've said it before, and I'll say it again-don't you already own everything by Zeppelin?"
Sirius shook his head. "This is a live album! I don't own this one."
"Then, you should buy it," James replied, wrapping his arms around Sirius' waist.
"Well, if you insist."
James snorted and returned he rhe records he had previously been looking through.

(Sunday at 1:12 PM Central Time / Outside on the Balcony of Riverwalk Mall, Overlooking the Mississippi River)

James smiled as he watched his lover, who was currently staring at a small boat making its way down the Mississippi River. Sirius looked incredibly beautiful, as always, especially with the river winds blowing his long raven hair. As much as James was turned on by Sirius' long locks blowing all over the place, Sirius seemed to be annoyed. Eventually, he reached into the pocket of his tight jeans and pulled out a black hair-band. He hastily tied his tresses back and then placed his arms back on the ledge and continued to watch the boat.
Finally, James forced himself to turn away when he heard a small child running around on the deck area with her parents. It certainly wouldn't do good for a five-year-old girl to see James' bulging erection. Sighing, he forced himself to think about anything but his damn sexy husband.
James' erection was nearly gone as thoughts of Hagrid naked entered his mind. However, his attention once again focused on his husband when Sirius yelped, "Ouch!"
"What is it, love?" James asked with concern. "Are you all right?"
"Something stung me!" Sirius exclaimed.
James moved over closer to his lover and placed a hand on Sirius' shoulder. "Where? Do you know what it was?"
Sirius held out his arm for James to see. "Near my wrist, and I don't know what it was. It hurts, though."
"You're not allergic to anything, are you?"
Sirius shook his head. "You know I'm not. Can we get some ice or something, though?"
"Of course," James replied. He grabbed Sirius' hand and led his lover over to a chair several feet away. "You wait here and I'll be back in a moment."
Sirius just nodded his head and glanced at his wrist again.
James hurried inside and made his way to one of the fast food restaurants inside of the mall. He got a cup of ice along with a soda in case Sirius was thirsty, too.
When he returned outside, he found Sirius still sitting down on the chair holding his arm carefully. James set down both cups and then took a seat next to his husband. He grabbed an ice cube and carefully placed it on Sirius' wrist.
Sirius looked up at James with an amused expression on his face. "It's going to melt."
"Obviously," James replied, grinning. "Why don't you move your arm onto the table then."
Sirius nodded and did as James suggested.
"How does it feel?" James asked.
Sirius shrugged. "All right, I guess. It still stings, but the ice feels good."
"You'll tell me if it gets worse?"
"Of course, love. Is that soda for you or me?"
James handed Sirius the drink. "You, of course. Unless I get thirsty."
Sirius winked and placed his lips over the straw. James bit his lip and tried not to focus on his lover's mouth. Gods, Sirius was so damned sexy.
"What do you think we should do for the rest of the day?" James asked after several silent moments.
Sirius looked at James for several seconds and grinned. "Perhaps we should spend the afternoon in our hotel room."
"Again?" James asked, grinning.
"Unless of course you don't want to."
"Whoever said that?" James asked, raising an eyebrow.
Sirius smiled and ran his fingers through James' hair with his free hand. "Do you mind if we stay here for a little while longer?"
"'Course not."

(Sunday at 2:47 PM / The Bathtub in the Hotel Room)

"I wonder what flavor this one is," Sirius said as he grabbed another small container of bubble bath.
"You mean what scent, and I don't think these things are supposed to be mixed together, love."
Sirius grinned and poured in a bottle of strawberry-banana. "Smells good, huh?"
James just laughed and pulled his lover into his tight embrace.

DAY THREE
(Monday Morning at 7:59 AM / The Conference)

"Bloody hell," Sirius groaned as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I can't believe we had to wake up at seven fucking AM in the fucking morning. It's too fucking early, damn it!"
James laughed and pecked his lover on the lips. "You'll be fine, babe. Shall we sit in the back?"
"Where else?" Sirius asked. "Let's hurry up so that I can fall asleep again."
James rolled his eyes and quickly found a place to sit. Within minutes, a speaker entered the room and the conference on talking hippogriffs began.
Moments after that, Sirius was sleeping soundly with his head resting on James' warm shoulder.

(Monday afternoon at 12:00 Noon / The Conference)

"Wake up love," James whispered.
"Hmm?" Sirius mumbled, opening his eyes. "What time is it?"
"Noon," James replied.
"You mean I slept that long?" Sirius looked surprised.
"Indeed you did."
"Did anyone notice?"
James shrugged his shoulders. "I think so, but it's not like it matters. A lot of people fell asleep, including me."
"Hmm," Sirius mumbled again. He lifted his head and stretched. "Are we done for the day?" he asked hopefully.
"You wish," James replied, grinning. "We have two hours for lunch, then we have to come back."
"Lovely," Sirius muttered sarcastically.
"I figured you would be thrilled."
"Of course. So, what's for lunch?"
James shrugged his shoulders. "Wanna just go found a place near here?"
"Sounds good," Sirius said as he yawned. "Merlin, do you have idea how sexy you look with your hair like that?"
James ran his fingers through his hair and looked at his husband curiously. "Doesn't it look the same as always?"
"Argh, yes!" Sirius exclaimed. "And you always look sexy as hell, James," he added softly.
James just grinned.

(Monday Evening at 6:56 PM / French Quarter)

"Ohh, maybe I should get my ear pierced!" Sirius suggested as he and James passed a small jewelry shop. "What do you think, babe?"
"I'm not getting a hole punched in my ear!" James exclaimed. "If you think I'm going to do it just because you decide to-"
Sirius laughed. "I know you're too squeamish to have it done, James. I'm only talking about myself."
"Hey, I am not squeamish."
"'Course not. So, should I get it done then?"
"It's up to you."
Sirius rolled his eyes. "How would it look? Bad? Good?"
"Sexy?" James added. "If you can stand the pain, go for it, babe. Just promise me that after you get it done, we'll be returning to our hotel room."
"What pain? It won't hurt much, I'm sure," Sirius said confidently. "And I would never turn down a chance to go to a hotel room with my gorgeous husband."
"Then, let's go inside," James said, motioning to the store.
Sirius grinned and followed his lover.

(Monday Night at 8:04 PM / Hotel Room)

"Oww," Sirius moaned. "Bloody hell, it does hurt!"
James glanced at his husband sympathetically. "It doesn't sound like it's going to hurt for that long, hon. Probably just a couple days."
Sirius moaned and flopped down on the bed. stinstings."
"Speaking of stings, how is your wrist?"
Sirius held up his arm for James to inspect. "I think it's going away. It doesn't hurt anymore. All of the pain has gone to my ear."
James sat down next to Sirius and carefully touched his husband's tender ear. "Cry baby."
Sirius looked up at James, but said nothing.
"You have no reply or retort to that?" James asked, astounded. "Rendered speechless?"
Sirius sighed, "I know I'm a cry baby, but it does hurt, James."
James nodded his head and got up from the bed. Sirius watched curiously as James walked into the bathroom. He returned moments later with a damp washcloth.
"Maybe this will help," James suggested as he sat down next to Sirius again. "Use my lap as a pillow," James instructed.
"Not like I'd ever say no to that," Sirius replied as he snuggled on his lover's crossed legs.
James merely smiled and pushed Sirius' hair away from his newly pierced ear. He then gently pressed the cool washcloth on top of Sirius' ear.
"Ow," Sirius mumbled as he clutched James' leg.
"It's not helping, is it?"
"It's okay now," Sirius answered honestly. "I just had to get used to it."
"Tell me if it bothers you."
"MmmHmm," Sirius mumbled. "I'm sorry I'm such a cry baby, James."
James slowly started running his fingers through his husband's hair. "I was only joking," he whispered. "Do you want to rest some or see what's on the television?"
"TV," Sirius replied.

DAY FOUR

(Tuesday Morning at 7:46 AM / The Hotel Room)

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" James exclaimed, jumping out of bed. "Siri, look at the fucking time! Fuck!"
Sirius blinked his eyes and lifted his head. He moaned slightly and gently touched his ear. "You sound like me. What's going on?"
"It's almost eight," James explained as he started searching through his suitcase.
"Oh," Sirius replied. He flopped back down onto the bed and lazily watched James get dressed.
James rolled his eyes and practically pulled his lover out of the bed.

(Tuesday Afternoon at 2:07 PM / The Conference)

"Now, we will address the mating habits of hippogriffs as it is extremely important to understand everything about this fascinating animal."
Sirius looked up from his piece of parchment where he had been writing out the lyrics to 'Stairway to Heaven.'
James snickered at his lover and continued to doodle on his parchment.
"We shall begin with Madam Maria's discussion of hippogriff sex."
Sirius dropped his quill and raised an eyebrow curiously.
James placed his hand over his mouth so as not to laugh out loud. He glanced at Sirius and then wrote a quick note on his parchment and passed it to his husband.
'I see you're finally interested in the conference.' James wrote.
Sirius read the note and smirked. 'Sex between hippogriffs can never be as exciting as sex with you, but at least it's more interesting than this morning's talk about what hippogriffs eat.'
James read Sirius' reply and picked up his quill again. 'How is your ear?'
'Still hurts,' Sirius wrote back.
'Guess I'll have to make it feel better tonight.'
Sirius read James' response and grinned. 'Sounds splendid.'

(Tuesday Night at 10:09 PM / The Hotel Room)

Sirius groaned as James continued licking his sore ear.
"Gods, James, how come the piercing people didn't recommend this for healing my ear?"
James smiled and lifted his head. "No idea. Should I continued to concentrate on your ear or is there anything else you need me to take care of for you?" he asked as he placed his hand on Sirius' bulging erection.
Sirius moaned loudly and shut his eyes.
James took pity on his lover and hastily removed Sirius' clothes. He then slowly stroked Sirius' cock. "You're so beautiful, Siri. How on earth did I ever become so lucky?"
"Please…I want to feel you inside of me," Sirius groaned. He desperately wanted to tell James that it was the other way around-that Sirius was the lucky one-but he couldn't seem to find the words. All rational thought exited Sirius' mind when he felt his lover's cock inside of his body.

DAY FIVE

(Wednesday Morning at 6:47 AM / The Hotel Bathroom)

"Merlin, Siri, you're up early," James mumbled groggily as he entered the bathroom. "Have you ever been up this early?"
Sirius grinned and winked at his husband.
James' eyes widened when he realized that Sirius was wearing tight blue jeans, a tight black shirt, and….eyeliner.
"Gods, Siri, how am I supposed to concentrate today when you look like that?" he moaned.
Sirius smiled and wrapped his arms around James' body. He pressed their foreheads together. "You're supposed to be pleasantly distracted. That was the idea, anyway. If you'd rather I change my outfit and take off the eyeliner, I can-"
James pressed his lips against his husband's and passionately kissed Sirius.

(Wednesday Morning at 10:41 AM / The Conference-Seated in the Back for the Third Day in a Row)

Sirius stopped scribbling out the lyrics to 'Kashmir' and jotted down a quick note to James. He passed the parchment to his husband.
James looked down and read what Sirius had written. 'I meant to tell you last night-I'm the one who's lucky. You mean everything to me, James.'
James glanced at Sirius and leaned over and whispered, "Thank you, love, but I still firmly believe that I'm the lucky one."
"I disagree," Sirius whispered.
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