Chapter Twenty-Three
Harry ran his hands over his dark green vest, tilting his head slightly as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. This was his fourth vest he had tried on, so far none of them were what he was looking for.
“What do we think about this one?” Harry asked, turning to his Uncle Frankie and Papa on his bed, “Do we like the color?”
“We liked the color on the blue one, but it didn’t stop you from deciding it wasn’t the one.” His Papa said
“I know, but blue might remind them of my school robes.” Harry said, turning away from them, “Orange is the opposite of blue on the color wheel, but I don’t know if I want to be that bold on a first date, you know? And I don’t know how I feel about wearing red…it might remind them of Gryffindor House, which might remind them of Charlie and then will remind them I’m underage to them or- So green. How do we like green?”
Harry was spiraling. He knew he was spiraling, but he didn’t care at this point. It was his first date with his Mates, his third and last first date ever. He wanted it to be perfect. Or as close to perfect as he could get.
“Harry, you look great and nothing is going to make them suddenly change their minds. They like you. Not just because you’re James’ son, but as a mate, as a future partner. Anyone with eyes can see that they see more than just James’ son in you these days.”
“Yeah Cub. Stop worrying. You will look great.” Frankie said.
“What are we even going to talk about?” Harry asked
“What is a new skill they hope to learn? Where would they like to travel in later years? How many kids do they want? Things like that.” His Papa said, grinning when he watched Harry blushed. Before his Papa could say any more there was the sound of the floo activating, and it was time for Henry to sport a blush of his own when James shouted for him downstairs.
“You should be ashamed of yourself.” Harry said to his Papa who refused to meet his eyes as he hurried off his bed and left his room, with his Papa gone Harry turned to Frankie, “Make sure you tease them relentlessly.”
“Oh I will. Go with the green, but wear that dark purple shirt underneath instead of the white one. It’ll bring out your eyes.” Frankie said with a wink as he stood up from the bed, “Have fun tonight, Cub.” He kissed Harry’s head then left his bedroom, closing the door behind him as he went
Forty minutes later, Harry was walking down to the bottom level. His dark purple shirt had the top button undone, his dark green vest buttoned and fitted perfectly against his torso, and his matching dark green robe was buttoned at his waist, though he just might unbutton it come dinner time.
His Papa had already pulled out multiple board and card games, though right now he and Frankie were in the middle of a chess game. James was sitting at the table watching them, a glass of Fire Whiskey already in his hand as he laughed about something Harry hadn’t caught on his way down.
“Are you sure that’s wise? Getting drunk around these two?” Harry asked, drawing everyone’s attention to him as he strolled up to the table. James shot up, grinning as he stared at him.
“Well, don’t you look fancy.” James said
“If the restaurant doesn’t have a dress code I’m walking out and if they don’t know that by now then they clearly don’t deserve me. Mates or not, I’ll never speak to them again.” James laughed, pulling Harry into a hug that he happily returned.
“Trust me, they know. Sirius went out and bought like ten new robes because he swore he had absolutely nothing to wear.” James told him, “They are quite nervous about tonight, I had to leave early or else I might have hexed them.”
“Harry here went through quite a few robes choices himself, though my vaults were thankfully spared a shopping spree this time.” His Papa said, smiling at Harry, “You look great.”
“You have everything you need?” James asked
“I have my wand and Identification card. I don’t need anything else. It’s not like I'm paying.”
“Fair enough, and even if you tried to bring your wallet Sirius would probably stop you.”
“Exactly, so I have everything.” Just as Harry said that the floo sounded from upstairs.
“Not so fast.” His Papa said, standing with Frankie and James when Harry turned to go up the steps, “We go first.” Harry groaned, but relented allowing them to go first following behind Frankie, “Good evening gentlemen.” His Papa greeted his mates.
“Hello Henry…James…Frankie.” Remus greeted smiling bemusedly as if he had fully expected this outcome and honestly, deep down, so did Harry.
Ever since Sirius and Remus had met him outside his testing room with a bouquet of flowers and asked him out on a date, he had known his parental figures would do something like this. Especially when they told him, James demanded they pick him up at the house.
Remus was dressed in a fitted brown vest and open robe combo with a soft blue colored shirt underneath. The Werewolf tended to favor neutral colors when he wore his sweaters and cardigans, so Harry wasn’t surprised that it extended towards his robes as well. Sirius however was dressed in a blue so dark it was almost black, matching vest and double-breasted robe set with a white shirt underneath.
Harry lingered back for a minute to take them both in. From Sirius’ bouncy curls to Remus’ pants that hugged his thighs just right. Licking his lips, Harry stepped forward, his eyes focusing on his parental figures because nothing killed a semi faster than looking at your parents.
“Will you three cut it out, you’ve met them before, and you have known them since you were 11.” Harry said looking between his dads and uncle, “I will owl you all tomorrow,” Harry kissed Frankie’s cheek, “Love you,” He kissed James’ cheek, “have a fun night.” Finally, he kissed his Papa’s cheek.
“Love you too.” They said together as Harry turned away from them and instead focused on his mates, “We should leave before one of them decides to put a tracking or worse a monitoring spell on me.” He said
“I did it one time and I haven’t lived it down.” Frankie said
“You and your second and third in command sat three tables away from me on my first date and growled when his eyes drifted anywhere that wasn’t my eyes.” Frankie grinned, showing no shame in his actions as he looked at Remus and Sirius.
“Exactly.”
“Yeah we’re leaving.” Harry said decisively, stepping closer to his mates.
“Come on then. We don’t want to be late.” Sirius said as he settled a hand on Harry’s lower back.
“Have fun you three.” His Papa said throwing an arm around James’ shoulders, Harry narrowed his eyes at them, but he would get to the bottom of his Papa’s intentions later. Tonight was about his mates making a real first step into their relationship.
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“You spied on Harry’s first date?” James asked Frankie as they played their second round of Wizards Bluff since Harry had left.
“I did. Harry had to sit through an entire meal knowing I was right there ready to pounce if his date said or did anything I didn’t like. What Harry doesn’t know however is that Henry was there too.”
“You were not.” James said as he turned his focus on Henry who was grinning, looking down at his cards.
“I was. Harry didn’t see me because he was so focused on Frankie and his friends being there. I was sitting right behind them, listening to every word. To be fair, he was only thirteen going out with an older boy, I was worried.”
“And Harry doesn’t know this?”
“We don’t tell the lad everything you know.” Frankie said with an eye roll, “We just tell him enough to make him think we do. But enough about Harry, let's talk about Henry’s new little crush he has on someone.” Henry’s eyes widened as he turned to Frankie.
“Frankie-”
“Now Henry hasn’t given me much information really, but I’ve been friends with him for so long I know when he has a crush.”
“Oh?” James looked at Henry, the red head was blushing as he stared down at his cards, not meeting anyone’s eyes as he shuffled them around.
“I don’t know what he is talking about.” Henry said
“Really? Because I’m positive you mentioned something about his eyes and how they sparkled.”
Henry was shaking his head, his lips pursed, “I don’t recall ever saying such a sappy cliché in my life.”
“Really? I must have imagined it when you said you want to snog his, so thoroughly he will forget all about his ex-”
“James, it’s your turn.” Henry said quickly, interrupting Frankie, finally looking up from his cards to look at James instead.
“Right.” James looked down at the cards in his hands, but he was now distracted. “Who is it?” James asked, looking at Henry
“What?”
“Who’s your crush?”
“No one. I don’t- It’s not like- You know what, it’s none of your business.” Henry told him
“Yes it is.” Henry’s eyebrows rose
“Since when?” Henry asked
“Since we share a son. If you’re going to start dating, I think I should know about it and you know meet him.”
Henry laughed as he stood up, setting his cards face down on the table, “It’s no one.” He insisted heading to the mini bar
“It’s clearly someone you’re blushing.” James stood up, following him.
“I am not.”
“You are.”
Frankie sat back in his chair, his arms folded across his chest as he watched the two men. Taking a sip of his chilled Firewhiskey he watched the very obviously jealous James try to weasel information out of a very embarrassed Henry. A satisfied smirk spread across his lips as he settled back against his chair more comfortably.
He would definitely make those two kiss before the year was over, even if it killed him.
***
Harry had every intention of making his mates want to kiss him tonight.
His first step had been some chapstick and a very subtle amount of clear lip gloss. Not too shiny, of course. He didn’t want them to know of his plans.
His second step had been of course eye contact, innocent eye contact as they conversed and a subtle look away when eye contact was held too long.
The third step had been ordering nice red wine- okay that wasn’t really part of his plan, but he liked to think the reminder Harry was of age in the eye of the public as well went a long way.
His fourth step was pretending he didn’t notice Frankie’s second in command sitting three tables behind them two rows to the left. He would plot Frankie’s murder after his date.
The fifth step was the most important one. He had to make his mates think he wasn’t trying to seduce them and the fact that their eyes flickered to his mouth occasionally was not part of his plan and he was blissfully unaware of what he was doing to them. Because if they did find out it would make them determined not to kiss him, which would make his plan backfire.
So he had to play clueless about the entire thing as he held eye contact and smiled and took sips of wine occasionally between small bites of his meal.
When they were leaving Harry made sure to sing a silent stinging hex to Frankie’s second, smirking when the man jerked in his seat with a soft curse. They apparated back to the Gates of Hogwarts, Remus’ hand settled on Harry’s lower back as while Sirius held his hand, their fingers intertwined as they walked through the grounds then castle to the Family Suite.
Once inside, Harry walked ahead while his mates closed the door, a small smirk on his lips as he tried to pretend he didn’t notice their scents shift, or the tension start to build in the air. Instead, he focused on undoing his outer robe button and shrugging it off before laying it on the back of the sofa. He turned the small smirk into a genuine smile as he spun around and walked up to Sirius first, since he was closer.
“Thank you for a wonderful date.” Harry smiled, placing his hands on Sirius’ waist then he stood on his toes and reached up placing a kiss to his cheek, inhaling his scent. Then he stepped back, his fingers lingering lightly before he walked to Remus and did the same, his hands pressing against Remus’ stomach before sliding to his waist under his open robe.
“I’ll be in the room in an hour if that’s okay? I want a quick shower, and I promised to firecall James and them.” Harry told him, falling back on to his feet from standing on his toes to reach the Alpha's cheek.
“Of course.” Remus said Harry gave both his mates a small smile before he turned and walked into his room, a smirk back on his face by the time the door was closed behind him.
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Sirius was pressed against the door before he was able to properly close it, his body slamming it shut as his husband pushed him against it. He barely got a gasp out before Remus was devouring his mouth, his tongue down his throat, his teeth biting into his lips. His husband’s hands trailed up from his hips, to his waist, the robe still buttoned stopping him from trailing up his chest. A low growl, then the hands were gone from his waist to tear the robe open, the buttons flying somewhere in the room.
Sirius pressed his hands against Remus’ hard stomach then ran them up to his chest pushing him away and turning his head taking a deep breath of oxygen, “Fuck Moons…” Sirius breathed heavily.
“Shower.” Remus rasped, grabbing Sirius by his robes and pulling him to their bathroom, “It’ll clean off most of the scent, so Harry doesn’t completely know.”
“Know what”? Sirius asked
“That we’re about to get off less than thirty minutes after our first date with him because all fucking evening I had to sit there watching you get hard under the table whenever he fucking smiled at you, you horn dog.”
Sirius blushed and if it weren’t for the smile spreading across his lips, Remus would have thought he was ashamed.
“Like you didn’t want to kiss him either.” Sirius said, pushing the robe off Remus’ shoulders once the bathroom door was closed.
Remus hummed as he ran one hand up to the back of Sirius’ hair while the other pressed against his back, “next time…we don’t kiss our mate on the first date.” Before Sirius could say any more Remus had spelled their clothes off, his mouth was against his again, and the sound of the shower spray filled the room.
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His mates definitely forget Harry had excellent senses. Harry could smell them before he had even entered his own shower. And yes there were the basic silencing charms around each room to make most noises muffled to the human ear, but for noises to be completely blocked out they needed stronger spells. Spells they completely forgot about. So after a little longer shower than Harry had planned and a short call to the house where Frankie informed him his Papa and Dad were drunk and sulking about something, Harry was walking into his mates' room finding them freshly showered and pulling the covers back.
“I call middle.” Harry said grinning as he immediately climbed into the large bed, wiggling into his spot.
“Did you call everyone?” Sirius asked, climbing in behind him while Remus climbed in on his other side.
“Apparently my dads are sulking about something, Frankie finds it amusing, so it was probably his doing. I honestly don’t even want to know, I’ll deal with it tomorrow…maybe.” Harry said snuggling into Remus’ chest, inhaling his freshly showered scent.
“So you had a nice first date?” Remus asked
“The best.” Harry said, pressing his lips against his bare chest then laying against it, “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.” Sirius whispered, tucking himself against Harry’s back, his lips brushing then staying against his shoulder.
**
Frankie was grinning as he led the two drunken men up the stairs, they had progressed from light bickering to arguing to sulking, and now they were downright ignoring each other, which was even more hilarious to the alpha werewolf. He led them into Henry’s room then laid them both in the bed, pulling the covers over them. They were ignoring each other so well, neither of them realized they were in the same bed, their backs to the other. Or maybe that had to do with the shots, either way Frankie was enjoying the future couple’s version of foreplay.
“Good night lads.”
“Night.” They both grunted, pouts evident in their voices still. Shaking his head, Frankie left them alone and slept in a guest room smirking when he heard snoring twenty minutes later.