Episode 6
Sirius
The wind whipped around him as he rode. Freedom, he forgot how it felt. Sirius wished he could enjoy his freedom. Not until he had his godson back. The country road turned into a main road. He shouldn’t be doing this. Not alone. Sirius didn’t fear who he was going to see. Even though being in someone else’s territory always made him uneasy.
The stone buildings mirrored the other side of the street until he got further into town. A familiar sign on the right caught his eye. Sirius turned off the main road.
A line of cars and motorcycles sat in front of the garage. Sirius parked away from the building. He took in the sight. It hasn’t changed since he’d been a teen.
When he walked into the open building he heard music playing. The garage never was quiet. No one knew where he was, it might have been stupid. Prison might have changed his mind a bit. It wasn’t as if he was completely crazy. No, he wasn’t the same as he was before. Not everything was as black and white as he thought.
“Be right with ya.” A voice grumbled from the back. Sirius didn’t say anything. He looked around until he saw the person he was looking for. Sirius pushed his hands into his plain black leather jacket. He knew better than to wear his cut. Wearing it right now felt wrong. Dumbledore had changed. He wasn’t the man he was before. Or maybe Sirius could tell bullshit now.
Greyback walked toward him. Sirius knew the man anywhere. A growl left his lips. Sirius smirked at him.
“What the fuck do you want?” The taller man glared down at him. Sirius never stepped down from a threat.
“Now that isn’t very good customer service. Maybe I’ll take my business somewhere else.”
Fenrir stepped closer. Sirius didn’t want a fight. Even though it would be an excellent way to blow off steam. He couldn’t be injured; he needed to do his best to look for Harry. Sirius held up his hands.
“I’m here to see my brother,” Greyback growled and shook his head.
“Nope, I don’t think so. He is busy.” A man stepped up from behind Fen. A smile grew on Sirius’s face.
“Barty!” Barty smiled. Which quickly changed to a glare. Sirius could see the sparkle in the man’s eyes.
“Siri… I heard you were getting out. Why are you here? I mean I know why you are here. I don’t think it is a good idea.”
Yes, Reggie and his relationship was rocky, but he had a right to see his brother. Sirius smiled one of his million-dollar smiles.
“Oh come on, beautiful. He is my brother. You know I wouldn’t hurt him.” Barty huffed and rolled his eyes. There was a blush on his cheeks.
“Black!” Bast yelled and stepped up behind Barty who jumped. Instead of leaning toward the man as he had done many times before. Barty moved to the other side of Greyback.
“I’m just here to talk to my brother. I am not here to make trouble.” Sirius could have gone to the clubhouse but that was a stupid idea. Meeting at his job was better. Not to mention Tom being at the clubhouse. A shiver went through him. Nope, not thinking about him.
“Sirius?” Reggie stood by the car he was working on. His younger brother looked a little older but still youthful to him. They were only a couple of years apart. Sirius felt older than he should.
“Reggie.” Sirius made his way over to his brother. Without thinking he pulled him into his arms. His brother went rigid in his arms but then hugged him back.
After a moment Reggie pulled away.
“I heard you were out. I didn’t think I would see you though. I am assuming you need something. Or you are on a mission.” His words stabbed into Sirius. Yes, he picked another club over the one he picked.
“Can we step outside? Take a smoke break with me.” Sirius looked into his brother’s eyes. They were the same as his. Reggie huffed. He could tell the younger man didn’t want to but nodded.
“I’m taking a break. It’s fine.” He told the group of men who watched them. Sirius watched as they walked away. Barty went to walk away but Bast tugged his arm. Those two were different. Sirius didn’t have time to think about it; he needed to talk with his brother.
Reggie pulled out a soft pack of cigarettes. He pulled one out and then offered Sirius one. Who took one?
“I heard that you were getting out. I didn’t expect you to come to see me though.” Reggie raised his eyebrow. Of course, his brother would be skeptical.
Sirius took a drag of his cigarette.
“That breaks my heart, Reggie. You thought I wouldn’t come visit my brother. The one I haven’t seen since we were teens.” He knew he was pushing it with his brother. He could tell by the look on his face. Sirius didn’t want to fight with Reggie.
Smoke rolled out of Reggie's mouth. The glare was glued to his face.
“Since we haven’t seen each other since we were teens I didn’t think it mattered. You made your choice Siri. When you left and didn’t look back I figured you wouldn’t be back. You chose your brothers and I chose mine. Now what can I do for you? I sure as hell know that you are not here to see me. Do you want something? Does Dumblefuck already have you out scouting? Nothing has changed here Sirius. Who you should watch is your own club.” Reggie’s words stabbed him in the chest with each word. Sirius could feel his temper rising. They were brothers. Dumbledore has been acting strange and Harry’s disappearance didn’t feel right. Though Reggie was still his brother.
“You are telling me that even though I am your brother… YOUR blood you didn’t think that I didn’t care about you? That I didn’t love you?” Sirius moved closer to Reggie at least he was still taller than his younger brother not by much. Reggie sneered at him. His grey eyes showed resentment and anger.
“You haven’t been my brother since you left. Those men in there are my brothers. They are the ones that have been with me. Through my heartbreaks, injuries, good times, bad. You are nothing to me, Sirius. You haven’t been in a long time. I suggest you get on your bike and go. You are in a territory where you do not belong.” Reggie threw his cigarette on the ground and pushed his way around Sirius.
It took everything in him not to stop him. He wanted to hurt his brother like he hurt him. How dare he not think of him as a brother. Sirius turned and got onto his bike. Fuck he had to find Harry. He was his only family now and he will not lose him!
Rabastian
Jealousy clawed at his chest. Why was Barty so friendly with Sirius? He knew Barty had a crush on Sirius when they were younger. Now though after everything he couldn’t still like the man. Barty stood in front of him with his arms crossed.
“I need to go back to work. I don’t have time for whatever this is Bast.”
“What was that about with Sirius?” Bast gritted.
“What do you mean? He came here to see Reggie. Now if that is all.”
“He called you beautiful. You blushed when he did.” Barty threw up his arms and huffed.
“You are acting crazy right now.” He chuckled and shook his head. “You are acting like a jealous boyfriend!” Jealous boyfriend. He wasn't jealous, was he? He couldn’t be jealous. He was worried about his best friend. It didn’t matter he could still feel Barty’s lips on his. Or how many times he has pictured those pink lips on other parts of his body?
“I can’t deal with your craziness anymore Bast. Fuck off okay.”
Bast watched as Barty walked away. With each step he took Bast’s heart heated faster. He couldn’t let him go.
In two steps Bast grabbed Barty’s arm. He pulled them into the break room. Bast pushed Barty up against the door. Their faces were so close he could feel Barty’s breath fan over him.
“Bast…” The heated look on his best friend's face was too much. Bast slammed their lips together. Barty moaned and wrapped his arms around his neck. This was what he was missing. Why had he not kissed Barty like this before?
Barty gasped as he pressed their bodies together. Which gave him the access to slip his tongue inside the smaller man’s mouth. Oh fuck he tasted so sweet. Bast could feel Barty’s hard cock pressed against his thigh. He should have freaked him out but it didn’t. He felt a heat pool in his stomach. Barty was hard because of him. The pleasure he was giving his long-time best friend. Fuck it didn’t matter if he was his best friend or not. Barty’s fingers tangled in his hair as he rocked into him.
Bast froze only a minute to press his leg in between Barty’s. The smaller man rocked into him as they nipped, sucked, and kiss each other's lips. Bast couldn’t help but rock against him. As he chased his orgasm. The last time he rubbed up against someone to get off was when he was 16. He couldn’t remember the girl's name. It didn’t matter now. All that mattered was Barty.
“Oh Fuck B..Bast!” The look of pure pleasure on Barty’s face tipped him over the edge. Bast slammed their lips together as he rode out his orgasm. When they parted he rested their foreheads together.
“Bast…” Barty looked into his eyes. His lips were swollen from the kisses.
“He was right. You are beautiful.”
BANG BANG BANG
“If you two are done fucking in there. You need to get back to work!” Fenrir yelled through the door.
“We will talk about this later.” Bast kissed him one last time. Now that he had a real taste he didn't think he could stop.
Dumbledore
“I can’t believe we haven’t found him yet. Is Sirius looking for him? We should have just gotten rid of both of them somehow. They are worth more alive than dead. We still have the wills.” Dumbledore looked at Remus who swallowed hard. This man was a loyal coward but a coward.
“Sirius hasn’t stayed home long enough for me to talk to him. I know you said that I needed to keep him close but Dumbledore I can’t. He doesn't touch me or anything. Not that I want to touch him. I don’t know what he did in prison.” Dumbledore slammed down his fist.
“You will do what I tell you to do. Do you remember what happened when I took you in when you were 11? Your parents were afraid of you! You are 100 times scarier and smarter than Sirius Black. You will find Harry with Sirius and then Once they are back in our control we will do what we need to do. You can leave and be with whoever you want! Now go find Sirius and then find Harry. You have 48 hours. After that, you will not like what I am going to do!
Draco
Draco stood unmoving as the baby was placed in his hands. “I… I don’t think I should be the one holding him! I have never held a baby!” Draco’s father laughed at him. Laughed!
“You are fine! I promised Otto that we would look after Elijah while he cleaned up. Prez called me into a meeting. I can’t take the baby. You can watch him for a few minutes.” The older blond smiled and walked toward the door.
“What am I supposed to do with him?” Draco whined, no he didn’t whine. Malfoy’s do not whine.
“Teach him how to hack something. I’ll be back soon.”
“Oh sure I’ll teach him how to hack!” Elijah looked up at him. Draco guessed he was cute. He looked a lot like Otto. When his parents brought home Otto and Elijah. There's a small part of him that was excited. It was nice to see his dads happy. Plus With Elijah that keeps him from asking Draco when he was going to give him a grandchild.
Not that he wouldn’t adopt one day.
First, he would have to get the man.
Draco figured TV might help. He settled down on the couch with Elijah on his lap and flipped it on.
Shameless moans fill the room. “FUCK!” Draco quickly turned the channel. Who in the hell would have been watching porn in the main room! The curse word seemed to startle Elijah. His big eyes watered and his bottom lip popped out. A cry pierced the room. “Shit!” Draco whispered.
“It’s okay Elijah. It’s okay. I didn’t mean to yell.” He stood up and tried to bounce the kid, but it wasn’t helping. Fuck he told his father he couldn’t do this.
“What is going on in here.” Fenrir’s voice cut through the crying. Of course, he would show up.
“Well Elijah and I were trying to watch tv and SOMEONE was watching porn!” Draco sneered. Fenrir and his stupid face laughed at him.
“Give him here.” Draco rolled his eyes and handed the baby over. He knew this was a bad idea.
“It’s okay buddy. No need to cry.” Fenrir used a voice he never heard from the bigger man. Draco’s mouth dropped open as the baby calmed. “It's okay. I know loud noises can be scary.”
“How did you do that?” Draco demanded as Elijah closed his eyes. The baby rested his head on Fenrir’s chest. He would not be jealous of a baby. How he wouldn’t love Fenrir holding him and telling him sweet things.
“I’m good, baby.” He winked at Draco who rolled his eyes as he plopped on the couch.
Fenrir sat down beside him. “Before I was kicked out of my home. I used to help my mom with my siblings. They can tell when you are nervous.”
Draco looked into those ice-blue eyes. He could see the sadness in them. Fen doesn’t talk much about his past. It was nice that he was sharing with him.
“I’m sorry. Thanks by the way. I told him I couldn’t do this.”
“Told who? Otto?” Fen raised an eyebrow as he rubbed Elijah’s back.
“No, my father. Babies and I don’t mix.”
“I don’t know I saw you before the crying started. You looked good holding a baby.” There was something in his tone that made Draco’s stomach flutter.
“Oh, I looked good huh? Are you complimenting me? So you can compliment me and not just tell me what to do.” Fenrir chuckled.
“I tell you what to do because you need someone to tell you what to do. You are so smart Draco. I don’t know why you are here. You could be off doing something else. You have your computer degree. You were made for more than this life. Even your parents think so.” Of course, he would bring up this argument.
“My father is intelligent as well are you saying he shouldn’t be here.”
“No, what I’m saying is. Your father is more cunning than you. He had done things. You on the other hand are innocent.” Fenrir nudged him with his knee.
“I’m not that innocent, Fen. I am an adult. I did go to University remember? Do you think I did study the whole time?” A growl rumbled from the bigger man.
A shiver ran through him. Damn, that was hot.
“I don’t like it when you talk about other men you have been with.”
“Well too bad. Why does it matter? We are not together. You won’t because you are afraid of my parents. Not sure why. Like I said I’m an adult. I can make my own decisions.” Draco smirked at the glare he was receiving from Fen.
“You better be lucky I’m holding the baby.” Draco couldn’t hold back his laugh.
“Oh, why? Are you going to do something about it?”
Fenrir moved closer their faces almost touching.
“I would put you across my lap and teach you not to call me a coward.” Fuck… He wants that. He shouldn’t want that, but he does. Draco swallowed hard and quipped.
“I doubt that. How am I to believe that you would spank me if you won’t even kiss me.” Draco was playing with fire, but the look Fenrir gave him was worth it.
Fenrir growled again. With his free hand. He grabbed Draco’s neck and pulled him into a tooth-clashing kiss. A whimper escaped his lips as Fenrir’s tongue glided into his mouth.
A cackle made Draco pull away. There stood his Auntie Bella.
“I’m here to take the baby. Otto is getting his bottle ready. I wanted to feed him.” Draco didn’t wait to see what happened next. He had to get out of this room. Fenrir kissed him. Oh fuck it was better than he remembered….