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Sirius’ hand made its way down Harry’s side, his hot breath fanning against the back of the raven’s neck. Harry sighed as Remus’ lips met his, the soft skin moulding to fit his perfectly. The wolf’s hands were gripping Sirius’ hips from in front of Harry, and Harry moaned at the feeling of Siri’s erection pressing against his arse, the organ trying to slip between and find its final destination from outside his pajama pants. Sirius gripped Harry’s hip harsly with his left hand, trying without success to pull him even further back against his cock. His other hand moved smoothly underneath Harry’s shirt, and skimmed along his stomach teasing the small trail of hair below his navel. Harry moaned into Remus’ lips, and brought his hands up to grip the wolf’s neck, his hands threading through the hairs at the nape of his neck. He moaned and ground against the erection at his back in response to Siri’s touches. The animagus groaned deeply at the friction, and pressed his face into Harry’s neck, smothering the boy in kisses and bites, while simultaneously releasing his grip on Harry’s body and instead gripping Remus’ hips, pulling the wolf’s cock flesh against Harry’s. Remus’ grip on the animagus’ hips tightened to the point of bruises, and he growled in pleasure, biting Harry’s lip in his need for more.
He pulled back and released Sirius’ hips before ripping Harry’s shirt from his body and diving back into the kiss. Harry’s hands reached back and grasped at Sirius’ neck and hair as the man’s hand made its way down his pants, teasing the areas around the area he wanted touched, but never nearing it. Harry threw his head back against Sirius’ shoulder, breaking his kiss with remus and moaning in pleasure and frustration. Remus huffed a laugh, “A bit impatient are we?” He asked teasingly his breath fanning out against the shell of Harry’s ear. Harry mewled and gripped Sirius’ arm, which happened to be connected to the hand down his pants.
“Please… please Siri,” Harry moaned, desperate for touch.
Remus bit his ear lobe and continued placing small bites down the raven’s jaw. Sirius’ cock twitched at the sight, “What do you want Harry?” He asked softy, and Harry let out a frustrated huff, clutching tighter at Sirius’ arm, his nails digging into the flesh. “Do you want to be touched?” Sirius asked, his right fingertips trailing up and down Harry’s thigh while his left hand caressed at the newly marked flesh of his neck. Harry sighed at the feeling of Sirius’ finger tips running over the bruises Remus created, and he nodded fervently. His green eyes darted towards Remus who was making his way down Harry’s chest. Harry moaned, he felt he could come at the sight alone. Remus grinned, and bit down particularly hard making Harry arch into his touch, writhing against Sirius. Sirius groaned, Harry’s hips were making delicious friction against his lap. “Tell me Harry,” Sirius said breathily, “Tell me what you want,” he demanded and retracted his hand from Harry’s trousers, making him whine in need. Sirius hands clutched at his hips once again, lightly, and he repeated his demand, “Tell me what you want Harry,” Harry’s flushed face buried itself into Siri’s chest, and the boy coughed out a moan as Remus abruptly yanked his pants down and gripped his erection in his strong, calloused hands.
“T-that,” He choked, eyes wide as he turned back towards Remus. Behind him, Sirius smirked and made eye contact with Remus before nodding, a sign that clearly said ‘ go ahead ’. Remus grinned up at Harry before laying his head on the raven’s thigh, stroking his erection in a slow rhythm. Harry bit his lip to try and contain the moans that were inevitable, he didn’t really trust silencing charms. Sirius used one hand to pull the lip free,
“None of that, Harry,” he muttered against Harry’s ear, “We want to hear you,” Harry’s breathing hitched as the hand that pulled his lip free curled around his throat, pulling him back against Sirius, and another tanned hand made its way down to Remus’ head, threading through his sandy blonde hair. The man sighed, and nuzzled into the animingus’ affection before raising his head from Harry’s thigh and bringing it front and center. He licked at the head of Harry’s erection, and Harry once again bit his lip, to which Sirius simply pulled his lip free once more and placed his thumb in the boy’s mouth. He moaned as Harry’s tongue did something rather sinful, and he pulled Harry’s hips back against his clothed penis. Harry moaned as he felt the rather large cock covered in flimsy pajama pants slide between his cheeks and nestle against his warm hole. Remus continued his licking and once he was satisfied with his Harry’s flushed face, he took the head in his mouth, sucking and licking as he gradually took more and more of the raven’s penis into his mouth. Harry moaned around Sirius’ thumb at the warmth, and thrust into Remus’ mouth, causing both Sirius and Remus to moan and he ground back on Sirius’ erection while deepthroating Remus. Sirius wouldn’t have it, he grabbed the boy’s hip with his free hand tightly, preventing him from moving. Harry whined at the prevention, and brought one of his hands to grip Remus’ hair, and the other curled around Sirius’ neck at his back, gripping the hair at the nape of his neck. Slowly, both Sirius and Remus began to move. Remus took as much of the raven as he could in his mouth while his hand curled around the rest, relishing in the feel of Harry’s cock down his throat and his hand in his hair, pulling, asking him to go faster. Sirius thrust against the boy's ass, his penis nestled prettily in between the raven’s perfect cheeks.
Harry was close, and was nearly over stimulated. The feeling of Sirius thrusting against him, his hand around his neck, thumb in his mouth, and Remus’ mouth around him, one hand gripping what he couldn’t fit in his mouth and the other squeezing his own erection through his pants, was giving him feelings of euphoria that he was sure he’s never forget. Remus swallowed around him, and he came. “Remus!” he shouted, chest heaving. Remus moaned in response and came at the taste of Harry’s come alone, he swallowed every drop Harry had to offer, milking him for all he had. Sirius, at his back, gave a few more thrusts, his hand gripping his hips rather tightly before he came, his seed lining the insides of his navy colored pants. Remus fell back against the carpeted floor, sweat lining his brow and his chest heaving, tired from his orgasm, and the emotional drain the day before. He closed his eyes and rested in the safety, merely listening to his companions’ breaths. A cleaning charm lazily made it’s way over him, not really doing it’s job, and he cracked his eye open after hearing the thumps of both Sirius and Harry falling onto the floor next to him. His lip quirked, at least they had managed to pull Harry’s pants up.
Their relaxing was cut short however as the door was thrown open. All three of them shot up, wands instantly in their hands, aimed towards the intruder; they had obviously forgotten that other people lived here. It wasn’t any of the aforementioned ‘people who live here’ however, but an angry looking werewolf, a bespectacled boy, a meek looking blonde, and a fiery redhead- a panicked looking, curly-headed, gryffindor not far behind.
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Sirius looked around in disdain. When he tried to take the shiny box from lily he hadn’t expected to be teleported to his childhood home. His mother was probably lurking around here somewhere, he shivered at the thought. “SIRIUS ORION BLACK!” a voice shrieked from behind him, and he turned around, fully expecting to be throttled. The red-faced young woman in front of him looked thoroughly unlike the lily he knew; this one was angry, very angry, her hair was a mess and her teeth were clenched- Lily had a temper, everyone knew that, but this was a new record, and it made Sirius shrink back in both guilt and fear.
“Yes, lily dear?” he asked wryly, a quilty blush forming across his cheeks as he gripped the now mangled box in his hands.
“Do you know what you’ve done?!” she asked, inching towards, gesturing wildly with her hands. “That box was priceless! That box was dangerous-” she blanched, her form losing all of her anger, and shirking back. She fiddled with her hands nervously, “That box was dangerous,” her eyes darted quickly towards the box.
James, Remus, and Peter approached from behind lily. James placed a hand on her shoulder in a comforting gesture, “How was it dangerous, lily flower?” lily ignored him in favor of talking to herself.
“Um- Siri?” Remus asked as he took in his surroundings for the first time since their horrific landing, his eyebrows raised, his mouth gaping.
“Yes?”
“I- Isn’t this your house?” Everyone stilled at the question, even lily, looking around and gaping as they also took in the fact that they weren’t in Godric's Hollow anymore.
“Uh- yeah,” Sirius said absentmindedly as he swiped his finger along the surface of a wall, blinking at the dust, he certainly hadn’t left that long ago- right?
“Oh no!” he heard lily moan behind him, and he turned around, taking in her disdain filled pose, and the way she clutched james’ arm.
“What?” James asked, panicked. Lily shook her head and began to pace, muttering to herself. “Lily!” James yelled, snapping her out of her phase. Her head snapped up, and her emerald eyes met James’ hazel ones, “What happened?” he asked in a gentle voice as he gripped her face between his hands.
Lily sighed, “He activated the box,” she said, burying her face into her hands. They boys were terribly confused, what was the big deal with this box-
“What’s the deal with the box?” Peter asked, speaking for the first time, and Remus moved closer to Sirius, gesturing towards the box. Sirius nodded and handed the box to his boyfriend. Remus brought the box up close to his face, observing the patterns carved into the sides; all kinds of swirls and lines combining into a piece of silver art. As Remus observed the box, his eyebrows rose higher and higher- Sirius panicked.
“What?” He asked, hurring to grab the box and look at it for himself. He saw nothing of concern, Remus however, seemed to. “What is it Remy?” he asked clutching the box just a bit too tightly, hurting his fingers.
Remus physically shook his head, clearing his thoughts, he couldn’t beleive it, “Where the fuck did you find it lils?” he asked in amazement. Lily turned towards him, a smile on her face for a moment before her expression became pensive.
“It was in Hogwarts of all places, I found it before graduation,” Remus nodded, “You know what it was rumoured to do right?” Lily asked in alarm. Remus nodded again, his expression slowly moving to form one just as pensive as Lily's.
“Shit,” he said, sighing in exasperation as he dragged his hands down his face.
“Wha-” Sirius looked between them, frantically searching his mind for memories related to a box.
“Hey!” James and Peter said, looking at each other before James continued, “I’d really like to know what this box is all about!”
“I second,” Sirius said, bewildered.
“I third,” Someone said from the doorway, and they all turned to see a tall redhead, with blue eyes who looked about 16, feasting on a bag of chips. “Well?” He said, shocking them out of their staring.
Lily shook her head to clear her thoughts and cleared her throat before crossing her arms across her chest as if to hold herself together, and shared a hesitant look with Remus. Trying her best to ignore the redhead boy, she told them, “It’s The Box Of Malum Memorias,” The three boys and the redhead shared a look, none of them knew what that was. Lily sensing their confusion continued, “It means box of bad memories. It takes you to the place where you lived the worst part of your life, the place that held the most bad memories,” she seemed to hesitate.
“That doesn't sound so bad,” Sirius said, “I guess it’s like a portkey with legilimency?” he asked, and lily shook her head rendering him even more confused.
“It-,” She looked at Remus, and licked her lip nervously, “It’s more like a time turner, portkey, legilimency-”
“Time-turner?!” all four of the boys who were new to the box yelled out, they might not be the most knowledgeable on artifacts, but they certainly knew what a time-turner was, especially after hearing about Harry and Harmione’s tales in 3rd year on Ron's part. Lily nodded with disdain, “Explain!” Sirius said.
“Well,” she grabbed the box out of his hands, being very careful not to touch the front, “The runes on the box are a combination of malevolence, time, memories, and place,” she said, pointing to the runes. She then grabbed Sirius’ hand and singled out his thumb which had a rather large cut on it, hmm, he hadn’t noticed that before, “When you touch the front of the box, magic sweeps out from the inside and slices your skin, taking your blood into its stores and extracting your magic. The magic then flows into a chamber off to the side where the runes flare to life causing the person to be portkeyed back to the place of their worst memories,” she paused setting the box down on the table, ignoring Ron’s bewildered expression, “Unfortunately the creator died before he could finish making it, and therefore it’s not perfect. It was originally supposed to be used to trap people in an everlasting loop of their worst memories, however, he got the runes wrong, and consequently, when someone's blood is taken, them and everyone around them are portkeyed to the place of their worst memories at some point in time,” she finished.
Sirius stood gaping for a moment, taking in the new information before he spoke, “What do you mean ‘ some point in time’ ?” he asked, suspicious.
Lily glanced off to the side nervously, “I mean exactly that,” she said, “We could be anywhere in time, forwards or backwards as long as the house is still there,”
Sirius scoffed, “We could be thousands of years in the future then, because god knows this house is indestructible,” he muttered
“Do you see why i’m so mad at you now?” she asked him with a chilling glare.
He merely nodded, not wanting to anger her any further.
“How do we get home?” James asked, dunking his hand into the redhead’s chip bag only for it to be smacked away, he pouted.
“Well that’s the thing,” Remus picked up, “it all really depends on what point in time we’re in. If we’re in the future a few hours then we can use a time turner, anything other than that- and we're stuck until we can find something to send us home,” he said, his voice tired and defeated.
“For fucks sa-” Jame’s groan was stopped by a noise from upstairs.
“ Please.. ” a voice moaned and they all became as still as statues, except for Ron who groaned in annoyance.
“And that’s my que to leave,” the redhead said hastily, waving goodbye to the people in the sitting room, “For the love of Merlin, Harry, can you guys go one day without sex?” he muttered to himself before throwing the floo powder down and heading to the burrow.
The others watched him leave and then looked upwards where the sound had come from, “Please tell me we didn’t end up here while my parents were having sex,” Sirius pleaded while looking upwards.
The others laughed at his misfortune, “Imagine-” Remus choked out causing another bout of laughter which unceremoniously stopped as the voice moaned again.
“ Please- Siri,” Sirius blanched, his face becoming pale and panicked as he heard the moan- a voice that certainly didn’t sound like Remus.
He turned towards the others, his eyes wide and his hands raised in a sigh of innocence. Remus looked angry, very angry, in fact he looked as if he wouldn’t mind mauling someone. The others had mixtures of shock and disbelief, however, they were also biting their cheeks to hold in laughter.
“Are you cheating on me?!” Remus shouted, his eyes brimming with tears.
“What?” Sirius shouted back, disbelief coloring- filling- his voice, “NO!” He made a move towards his wolf but the man took a step backwards, breaking Sirius’ heart. “I’d never!” Sirius said, desperately trying to convince Remus, “I love you, Remus, I’d never- ever- cheat on you!” he said, shaking his head violently.
Remus looked to the side, his face angry as the whining and moaning continued upstairs. “I don’t know what to believe,” he said, considering his choices, “But i think i’ll go have a talk with you,” he said as he made a run for the stairs, taking note of how the downstairs was now completely empty except for the marauders and Lily.
“Wait!” James yelled as he chased after Remus, subsequently dragging lily along as she was attached to his arm. Peter sighed and ran after them, dreading the running. Sirius stood just gaping at the space his boyfriend once stood, before he shook his head, coming to his senses, and ran up the stairs a few paces behind his friends.
Remus was angry, not thinking about his actions as he was almost there a few meters away from Sirius’ room. There was a cry of “ Remus!”( and a “ Wha-” that sounded like lily) but he ignored it, and the direction it came from, in favor of reaching his boyfriend's room. He heard two thumps just before he threw the door open, his anger slowly fading as he gaped at the sight before him. His attention not captured by the older him or Sirius, but the boy who was flushed, sweaty, breathing hard, looking thouroughly shagged and hot as fuck, and holding him at wand point.
“James?” he asked, incredibly confused.
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Harry was very confused, a boy who looked uncannily like Remus just happened to burst into the room looking very angry after he’d shagged the real Remus- and he called him james ? Harry almost laughed, why couldn’t anything be normal? He looked back and forth between them, noticing that they were in fact the same person (the same dimple in his left cheek, the same freckles, hell even the same mannerisms) Harry watched as young Remus pulled on one of his jumpers strings with narrowed eyes before he turned to his Remus, leaning up to whisper in his ear, “Why didn’t you tell me you time travelled and walked in on us shagging?” though it might as well have been a shout with the way it reverberated through the room. He grinned as his Sirius laughed, and he laughed himself as he looked at the marauders, taking in their confused faces, and fell back against the floor, swatting at Sirius' hands when he tried to feel him up. A throat cleared and the three inhabitants turned towards the door looking straight at a redheaded beauty known as lily evans- who now also looked angry. Harry squealed with a flush realizing his mother had caught him shagging his dad’s best friends and he quickly stood up, his energy flowing back, and he flicked his wrist casting a cleaning charm (that actually did the job) on the three of them and the floor and grabbed a shirt from the floor, covering his chest with it, before rushing towards the bathroom with wide eyes.
“What’s wrong with him?” Future Remus asked, oblivious for once in his life. Future Sirius shook his head exasperatedly and gestured to their redheaded guest and them to their current situation. “Ohhhh..” Remus said in contemplation, “You’re right that is a reason to freak out,” he cringed and stood up from the floor himself, “Thanks Harry,” he muttered as he realized their pants were no longer stained.
“So,” older Sirius said, “Do you remember time traveling?” he asked older Remus, and the man hesitated before shaking his head.
Remus turned towards his younger self, “How did you get here?” he asked, eyes narrowed on Sirius, the boy backed away on instinct.
“I’m- I'm totally innocent! Why are you looking at me like that Moony?” He asked dramatically, throwing his hands into the air.
Everyone scoffed, even older Sirius, “Yeah right,” a new voice said as he shut the bathroom door, everyone turned to him.
“Finally decide to come out of hiding?” Padfoot teased.
The bot placed his finger to his chin and seemed to think for a minute, “Hmmm, let me think,” he said as he put his hands on his hips and glared towards the old dog, “It’s not everyday your parents walk in on you shagging someone,” he hissed out, where only padfoot could hear, and dragged his feet towards the bed where he flopped down, face-first, ignoring the looks that the time-travelers gave him
“Not James,” was Remus’ conclusion as he nodded to himself, though James had some of the same mannerisms (such as laziness) this boy was just different.
“Hey!” Moony exclaimed, “you never answered my question, how did you get here?” he looked each of the travelers in the eye, letting them know he demanded an answer.
Lily sighed, and ignored the possibility that her may - be son (because come on- those were her eyes!) was fucking Sirius and Remus and began to explain, “The box of bad memories,”
“Ah,” Moony said, remembering a small bit, “I remember now,” at Lily's relieved face he said, “Only bits, but still,” he shrugged. “I know we got back by some spell, and I'm pretty sure Harry created it,” he said with a smile but shrunk back at Lily's glare.
“Speaking of Harry,” she grit out, “He’s my son?” she asked and Moony nodded, “He’s treated right?” Moony and Padfoot nodded vigorously, fearing a hex, and relaxed as she seemed to calm a bit, “You love him?” she asked softly, looking between them. They looked back at the boy that was now sleeping, exhausted from the battle at the ministry yesterday, the emotional trauma of almost losing Sirius, and their many erotic acts since.
“Yes,” they both whispered, and lily nodded sternly.
“Hurt him and I'll beat you up,” she said, “no- i’ll hex you,” she shook her head, “I’ll fucking castrate you,” she finished with as sternesss to rival McGonagall, and James nodded in agreement, and they went to the bed and sat on either side of Harry. Lily combed through his hair with her motherly touch, soothing him, and James simply watched with a smile. Sirius and Remus from the past looked at each other and awkwardly left the room to go to the Library where Remus apologised for ever believing Sirius would cheat on him. Sirius nodded his acceptance and they cuddled on the sofa, enjoying the quiet- something they never had in their time at school, or even now with all of the war stuff going on.
Sirius and Remus from the future smiled longingly at the little family on the bed, tears in their eyes as Harry finally got a part of what he deserved. “Phew!” Sirius exclaimed as they escaped into the hallway, glad they had escaped lily’s wrath - for now. Remus smiled, pullin Sirius into a hug, kissing his forehead and murmuring an ‘I love you’ towards the door behind which Harry stayed, and then to Sirius as they left the room to eat dinner.
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Harry awoke in a cold sweat, he had just had the strangest dream. He had been sitting in a room, or at least he thought it was, all around him was pitch black and he couldn’t see a thing. Then slowly he began to feel the floor, it was wet, cold, and uneven, and when he opened his eyes ( Since when had they been closed? ) he found he was sitting in a lake, surrounded by shallow water for miles, and unlike he should be, he felt safe. He had sighed, and out of his own control he had fallen back in the water, and the liquid had turned black and smothering- the safe feeling gone as he began drowning. His lungs had begun to burn from the weight of the water and he screamed, the sound muffled by the thick, deep sludge the once welcoming, shallow water had become. And just before Harry awoke a phrase floated into his mind in the form of a savior. The sludge cleared, and the water returned, rinsing him then draining completely and leaving him lying in comfortable silence on his bed, alone, in the dark: revertetur in terram suam, return home.
“Hey, hey,” he heard someone from beside him, and he looked over to see the teenage version of his mother, something that, considering all he had seen, shouldn't weird him out, however, it did. “It’s ok,” she continued, trying to sooth him, and it worked as he relaxed back down into the sheets.
“I found a spell,” he said after a moment, he didn’t know if he wanted them to leave or not, after all, he had never seen them before now.
“A spell for what?” his father asked in a gruff voice, before ruffling his hair, and adjusting his glasses. It seemed he had fallen asleep too.
“To send you home,” Harry whispered, and turned on his side, snuggling into his mothers side, allowing the tears to fall from his eyes. He had cried too much the past few days, he sighed and gripped her shirt tightly.
“Oh,” they said dejectedly, and Lily sighed in understanding, wiping at the tears on her own face before she began rubbing her son’s back, her other hand playing with his hair. James scooted closer and lay his head on his wife’s shoulder, and for the next hour, they forgot they had to go home, they forgot that they weren't home, and just basked in Harry’s love.
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“Are you mad?” Harry asked a few days later as he pulled his mother into a corridor.
Lily was momentarily confused, and as she took in Harry’s anxious movements she thought about what she should be mad about, though when she came up with nothing she asked, “Mad about what, darling?”
Harry sighed and looked behind him towards the dining room where the marauders were enjoying life again, “My relationship with Remus and Sirius,” he said nervously pushing up his glasses and tugging on his t-shirt. Lily sighed in relief, glad he hadn’t done something harmful.
“No Harry, why would I be mad about that?” she asked as she pulled the small raven into a hug, her arms wrapping around him comfortingly. Harry seemed to hesitate accepting the hug for a moment, but then returned it strongly, hugging his mother tightly.
“I just-” he paused and pressed his face into her shoulder, “I don’t know,” he sighed, and he really didn’t know. He had thought that she might be disappointed in him for choosing someone who was supposed to be family, though he guessed that would be hypocritical of himself; because they were family, just in a different way. He closed his eyes and breathed in her scent, a mix of jasmine and tea, it was very calming, at least to him.
Lily smiled at her son, “I just want you to be happy Harry,” she pulled back and held his face in her hands, placing a kiss on his forehead, “and it’s obvious they bring you joy, give you hope, you need that,” she caressed his cheek and pulled him back into a hug, “I’ll be waiting for the wedding,”
“I love you, mum,” he said, after a few silent moments, and lily sucked in a sharp breath.
“I love you, Harry,” she replied after getting over her shock, and tugged him closer.
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Harry watched them disappear in a bright red light, oddly fitting, he thought, very gryffindor. A single tear fell from his eye as he realized they were actually gone, forever. Sirius’ arms pulled him into a hug from behind, going under his shirt to feel his warmth, and Remus tugged them both in from the side.
“Are you ok?” Remus asked, his voice full of worry before he kissed one of Harry’s tears away.
“I’m perfect,” Harry said, as Sirius placed his head on top of Harry’s burying his nose in the raven’s locks, and Harry was. Harry felt the happiest he’d ever felt at that moment, Voldemort could go fuck himself, war be damned. As long as he had his wolf and his star, he’d be perfect, and with that thought in mind Harry kissed his Remus, a smile firmly on his face, before he pulled back and spoke once more, “Well besides the fact that you can't put up silencing charms correctly,” he teased with a grin. Sirius laughed at his back and Remus mocked an offended look.
“How dare you challenge my skill?” The werewolf asked dramatically and Harry’s grin stayed firmly in place as he ran away, hearing the tap tap of padfoots claws and the soft thuds of Remus’ socked feet on the wooden floor as they chased after him.