Who'd have thought?

Author\'s note: This was originally a one-shot, but obviously it\'s developed into something a little more than that. It\'s probably going to be posted in two or three parts. So I apologise in advance if I stop during rather sticky intervals...

Disclaimer: All characters and titles etc. belong to their respective owners, mainly the wonderful J.K. Rowling. No profit is being made from this little endeavour.

Warnings: language, cross-dressing, rimming, graphic sex, during Hogwarts, slash, foursome.

Ships: Harry/Ron Harry/Snape Harry/Lupin Ron/Snape Ron/Lupin Lupin/Snape

Word count:6283

Summary: It\'s the night of the Hogwarts ball for sixth and seventh year students. An entertaining cross-dress theme had been proposed, leading to some rather interesting results involving more than just one pair of bodies.


Who\'d have thought?

Uncontrollable giggles were sounding throughout the Gryffindor common room and, not that the lions knew it, every other common room too. Even Slytherin\'s. Why? Well, since seven girls and only one boy tackled the project, the outcome was exactly how the girls had planned it, no matter what the boys may think of it.

Almost every sixth and seventh year boys\' eyes widened comically as it dawned on them exactly why the girls were laughing so hysterically with mirth. It was evil, pure evil, and the girls appeared to love every moment of it. Including Hermione who couldn\'t suppress a giggle as Pavarti and Lavender stepped back to reveal the freshly tacked poster. It didn\'t just declare that there would indeed be a ball, but that it also had a theme. Boys were to cross-dress, and girls were to dress gothic-evil-black.

\"NO.BLOODY.WAY\" Ron ground out, his ears tinged pink. Neville looked at though Snape had come up behind him and thrust his wand into his neck and Harry... well he neither laughed nor fretted. He was too thoughtful, already planning out his costume...

\"Oh Ron, it\'s just for fun.\" Hermione chortled, silently congratulating the two Gryffindor members of the organisation team with her eyes. This was definitely going to be a laugh and a half.

\"Does that mean teachers will have to dress up too?\" Harry asked with a frown, as if he were displeased. On the inside his whole body was trembling with excitement.

\"Of course.\" Pavarti replied with a smirk that could rival Snape\'s.

Snape- Harry almost melted on the spot. He knew Snape was completely unattainable, not to mention apparently taken. But Harry was happy for Remus; the man deserved happiness, even if it was with Snape. Actually, Harry had his eye on someone else as well someone who could quite possibly reciprocate his desires, even if he wasn\'t sure of his preferences yet.

That person was Ron. Over the last couple of years his features had matured rendering him rather more than just a little attractive. He had grown into his gangly limbs, his chest and shoulders had filled out nicely, and his eyes... Harry shuddered, taking a step away from his friend before he reached out and grabbed that tempting arse of his.

\"Oh yeah!\" Seamus cried. \"I\'m not into cross-dressing, but imagine how hot some of the boys are going to look... hmmm...\" He gave Harry a side-glance and a wink. On quite a few occasions Harry had snuck out with Seamus for a snog and a grope, regular blowjobs and sex. They had a mutual understanding that they were just friends fooling around and switching pleasuring secrets.

\"Arg Seamus, must you say those things out loud?\" Dean grumbled good heartedly. It was no secret that Seamus was as gay as they came, but Harry on the other hand had yet to come out publicly- for more reasons than one. He\'d told Hermione and eventually Ron, but they were the only ones who knew.

Ron. Harry smiled at the mere thought of him. Although his smiled dampened when he remembered the possibility of them becoming lovers was practically nil- wouldn\'t Ron have admitted to being gay at the same time Harry had told him that he was? Maybe? Perhaps not?

Oh well, no one could forbid his fantasies of which were frequent and starred either Ron, Snape or, a recent acquisition, Lupin. Sometimes Harry would even picture Snape and Lupin, wondering if Snape would be a tender lover or if he was as harsh as he was during classes. Lupin, on the other hand, intrigued Harry- he could imagine him being soft and loving, but also rough and intense when nearing the full moon. Harry shivered, his cock twitching in appreciation of his graphic thoughts. He shoved those thoughts away as to avoid a potentially embarrassing situation.

Harry felt a nudge in his ribs from an elbow, and turned to spy a grinning Hermione.

\"What?\" He asked, thinking for one wild moment that perhaps Hermione had been reading his mind. (Snape would have scolded him for that wording he knew).

\"Do you know what you\'re going to wear yet?\" Her smile was simply wicked.

Harry shrugged. \"I don\'t know, but...\"

\"But what?\" She prompted. \"Personally, I think you\'d look very sexy in a pair of black, knee high boots.\"

Harry raised his eyebrows in consideration. \"Not a bad suggestion, although I think you should wear some too. What do you think?\" He held out his hand.

\"Of course!\" She took his hand in hers and shook it firmly with enthusiasm. She hadn\'t been expecting Harry to agree so readily to the boot idea! \"I have a feeling you\'re going to enjoy this, aren\'t you?\"

Harry shrugged. \"It\'s exciting I suppose. Plus a lot of boys here do have hot bodies, it\'s a fine chance to ogle.\" He smirked lightly.

\"Tell me about it. I can\'t believe the teachers have to do it too. That will be a definite laugh, the perfect end to stressful exams.\"

\"I don\'t know why you need to stress.\" Harry said, as Hermione linked her arm in his while they stood waiting for Ron so they could go down to breakfast.

\"Harry, I may be confident in my ability, but it\'s the whole process! It\'s nerve wracking, even if you do know your stuff.\" As soon as the words left her lips Ron finally reappeared and took Hermione\'s other arm before they all headed off to breakfast.

~

The next Hogsmeade weekend would probably be their most memorable, with the sixth and seventh year students rushing madly around in search of gaudy costumes. Most of the boys thought that robes could be counted as a dress, but they were soon dissuaded from those ideas.

\"There isn\'t really all that much here.\" Harry grumbled. He had a vague idea of what he wanted to wear. He had no idea how outrageous everyone else\'s costumes were going to be, but he knew his would be very spectacular indeed- if he could only find a shop that sold the right things!

Hermione tugged on his arm. \"Here, we might be able to find our boots in here.\" She pulled Ron and Harry into the shoe shop, and directly over to the counter and told the young witch behind the counter what she was looking for.

They were led over to a wall that sported a very wide assortment of boots. Hermione considered a few pairs, then picked out one and thrust it in Harry\'s direction. The sales witch giggled.

\"I\'m guessing this is for the Hogwarts ball?\" She asked with a grin.

Harry smiled sweetly and nodded at her, causing a slight blush to colour her high cheeks. He supposed she was pretty. \"Well I don\'t think it would go down too well if I wore these in public, now would it?\" She just giggled again. Girls.

Soon they had decided, and even Ron had been roped into buying boots. Harry\'s boots were pointy-toed knee high, black leather. Hermione bought a similar pair and Ron ended up with a pair of silver boots. The difficult bit was going to be the rest, but thankfully not all hope was lost- permission had been granted for them to be escorted by teachers to Diagon alley, which had a much more colourful array of shops to choose from.

So indeed everyone had access to suitable costumes and there were no excuses.

~

Harry grinned. Tonight was the night. He knew it. Tonight was he night of the Hogwarts Ball. Now that the exams had finished Harry was certain it was going to go off without a hitch. He also knew that he\'d look stunning, and since everyone else would be attired in much the same way, he had no need to feel at all embarrassed. Or so he hoped.

The trio has agreed to get ready in the boys dorm, since both Harry and Ron would require specialist assistance- in other words, Hermione\'s help and direction. They\'d both laid out their costumes on their beds, Harry looking at his with mirth, and Ron at his with sheer dread. It was going to be an interesting night for sure.

A moment or two later, Hermione emerged, her costume and other articles floating in behind her.

\"Harry, Ron!\" She cried, grinning, looking more excited than either of the males had ever seen her in their lives. Harry glanced at Ron as they were both engulfed in a stifling hug, before pulling away. \"Ok, we have exactly three hours, so lets get moving. But first, I propose a toast.\" She said, pulling out a bottle from her bag.

\"Hermione!\" Ron\'s eyes bulged, eyeing the bottle of fire whisky she\'d just pulled from her bag, a grin on his face that almost caused Harry to melt. \"I thought you didn\'t drink?\"

Hermione shrugged. \"It\'s our last celebration at school, so why not? One or two wont hurt us, since I\'ve charmed these goblets to weaken it with cola.\" She poured them both a drink, then handed them out. \"Cheers!\" She said, and then drank deeply from her own goblet.

Harry swallowed the liquid gratefully, thinking that it would hopefully take away a few of his nerves. The liquid may have been diluted, but it was still damn strong and damn good. \"Oh Hermione, I think that\'s just what I needed at this moment...\" Harry sighed, smiling languidly at both of his friends, who were laughing at him.

\"Careful there mate, you almost sound like an addict.\" Ron took another mouthful.

\"Right then, lets get to work.\" Hermione stated. \"I\'m assuming you both just had showers, correct?\"

Both boys nodded.

\"Good. All right, makeup first. Harry, come here.\" She said, and then sat him on the bed. She cast a gentle foundation spell, not that he needed it since his skin was perfect. With a kohl pencil, she gently outlined his green eyes, free of their glasses, and then applied a good helping of mascara to his long, beautiful lashes.

Ron meanwhile was staring with fascination at his two best friends. Harry was patient, even if his eyes were watering, and pretty soon Ron had to say that he looked... edible. A hair lengthening charm later, and his best mate was graced with long black curls that reached mid-back, and so glossy that they shone even in the torchlight.

\"Very nice.\" Hermione said with satisfaction, before applying a gloss to Harry\'s lips. \"No red lipstick for either of you... it wouldn\'t match your eyes Harry, or your complexion Ron. And speak of the devil Ron, you\'ll be required in the hot seat now for your miraculous transformation.\"

\"Transvestation.\" Harry muttered, causing both his friends to laugh.

Soon Ron was also graced with makeup, only his was a softer brown and less harsh than Harry\'s black. Hermione lengthened his hair to about the same length as Harry\'s, then straightened it. As a final touch, she braided it away off his face, since he happened to have a fantastic hairline that she\'d not previously been aware of.

Harry looked up at his friend, and had to contain a gasp- Ron actually could pass for completely beautiful. He felt his lust rising, and had to take a deep breath to calm himself. He was only wearing a bathrobe, and he couldn\'t afford to get an erection at this point in time!

\"Ok, I\'ll leave the two of you to get dressed, while I ready myself. I wont take long, and will be back soon to finish my drink! Good luck with the clothes.\" She winked, and then retreated into the boys\' bathroom to get changed in one of the shower stalls.

\"Oh Merlin, I\'m glad she put a charm on this stuff to stop it smudging, because I\'m sure to forget and wipe my bloody eye...\" Ron muttered, looking disdainfully at his outfit.

\"I know. Damn, you\'re going to have to help me Ron, since I wont be able to do this thing up.\" Harry said, picking up his top and frowning at the corsetry that made up the back of it. He slipped out of his bathrobe and stood in just his boxer shorts. He pulled the strapless leather thing around his middle, as it was supposed to, and then gestured for Ron to lace him up tightly.

Warm hands skimmed the skin on his back, and Harry had to contain a moan at the lovely sensations as Ron carefully brushed his curls aside. He was a little bit tipsy, but continued to sip his whisky as Ron worked on his costume.

\"There, I think that\'s done properly.\" Ron said as he pulled away to inspect his work.

\"Thanks. I\'ll be right with the rest, what about you?\" Harry asked, turning to his friend and noticing that Ron\'s eyes were roaming over his torso in a not entirely disapproving manner.

\"Oh I\'ll be fine, I\'m not wearing anything like that.\" He smirked, before taking a large mouthful of drink, and disappearing behind his bedroom curtains.

Harry sighed feeling slightly dejected, and pushed away the thought of telling Ron about his infatuation. Harry disdainfully picked up the black men\'s g-string that Hermione insisted he wear, discarded his boxer shorts and slipped the small thing on. Gasping, Harry shifted and felt the material settle against his skin and slip between his cheeks in a way that made him almost moan. Oh yes, Harry could get used to wearing one of these things. He shifted and wiggled for a while, getting used to it, before picking up his --something he never thought he\'d wear-- skirt.

But it was barely a skirt. The small scrap of black leather was smooth again his fingers, and slid up his thighs in a pleasing manner. He fastened it with magic and it fit like a second skin around him, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. Dear Merlin, it was tight.

At that moment, however, Hermione re-emerged from the bathroom and Harry couldn\'t hold back a wow of approval as he gazed upon her. She\'d coloured her hair black, and had it falling dead straight down her back. Her skin was pale perfection, her large, dark brown eyes rimmed dramatically with black kohl pencil, and her lips also shaded in a lustrous black. She had on a tight, short, backless black dress, torn in various places showing more of that lovely skin, torn fishnet stockings and followed with her knee high boots. She also had on a black fishnet glove on her wand hand, and a sharp looking spiked bracelet around her left wrist. On her thigh was what Harry thought to be a black, lace garter.

\"Bloody hell Hermione, you look amazing. If I wasn\'t into guys, I\'d be all over your gorgeous body.\" Harry said grinning, eyeing her breasts. \"I hadn\'t realised you were so well endowed before!\"

Hermione smirked back at him. \"And what about you Harry? Sweet gods, you\'re almost more beautiful as a woman... except,\" she wrinkled her nose, \"that you have hairy legs! Come here.\" She growled, pulling her wand from Merlin knew where, and cast a charm that left Harry tingling... and not just on his legs.

\"Hermione!\" Harry gasped, feeling the tingling spread to his groin. \"You didn\'t just do what I think you did, did you?\"

The evil look on her face told him that she had. \"Yes Harry, and you\'re going to have to wait until it grows back... you wouldn\'t want to put a wand that close to your personals, would you?\"

Harry moaned, grabbed his goblet of whisky, and downed it in one. \"Phew. Ok, I forgive you, but only because I\'ve been curious about this.\" He grinned at her when she raised an eyebrow. Bending over, Harry picked up his boots.

\"Harry!\" Hermione gasped from behind him. \"Wow, did I just get a view and a half!\" She giggled.

\"Huh?\" Harry asked, then realised that his skirt was so short that it was possible to see his bare arse if he bent over. \"Oh, I feel like such a slut!\" He laughed, feeling relaxed from the alcohol.

\"Erm...\" Ron\'s voice alerted them, and they both turned to see him looking embarrassed, but nevertheless stunning.

\"Oh my god Ron, look at you...\" Harry panted, then whistled at his friend, causing Ron to colour more.

\"Shut up Harry, you\'re looking the same.\" Ron said, before doing what Harry had done only moment\'s prior and downed his drink.

\"I really hope so, I really do.\" Harry\'s eyes were raking over Ron\'s magnificent body. He had on his silver boots, a black pair of hot pants, and a silvery strapless top. His thighs looked amazing, Harry had to think, not to mention the lump in his shorts that wasn\'t caused from arousal...

\"Oh Harry, stop drooling, you\'ll destroy your make up.\" Hermione scalded, laughing at the same time.

\"Yeah, in a minute. Sorry mate, but you are bloody hot. Turn around so I can see your arse.\" He grinned cheekily, hoping he wouldn\'t put Ron off, and his heat almost leapt out of his chest when Ron did a little twirl for him. \"Oh bravo, yes indeed. Where on earth have you been hiding that?\" Harry sighed, feeling overwhelmed and excessively confident.

\"Ok you two, enough of that. I\'ve got Colin coming up in five to take photos! So, if there are any final touches, add them now!\" She ordered, refilling their drinks. A moment later Colin came in, and stopped, his eyes widening comically.

\"Yes, Colin, we know we look great.\" Harry grinned, putting an arm around each of his friends.

\"Oh, erm, yes... Hi Harry!\" He gasped, his eyes never leaving Harry.

Harry chuckled. \"Hiya Colin.\"

It took just on half an hour to get as many photos as they needed, with group photos, solo photos, silly photos and stupid photos. Harry insisted that they be allowed to do naughty ones too... so there was one with Hermione in-between the two boys, Harry\'s hand on her breast, his lips on her cheek, and Ron\'s hand blatantly on her arse, and his lips on her neck. Hermione made sure that she had one of her and Harry, with Harry bending over while she pretended to spank his lovely, visible arse. At one point though, they were sure they were going to have to obliviate Colin, since he was blushing so much that they thought he might have come in his pants. Harry also made sure to get one with Ron that made it looked like they were kissing.

\"Right. Now, time to face the music. Literally!\" Hermione giggled excitedly. They all clasped hands, and made their way down to the common room. It was packed with younger students who weren\'t allowed to attend, and a few who had yet to go to the ball.

Eye\'s bulged as the trio entered, as they were obviously the most promiscuously dressed in the whole room. Neville for instance looked as though he\'d borrowed something off of gran, and Lavender was simply in a floor length black ball gown. There were a few whistles, but from whom the three didn\'t know.

Still linking arms, they left and headed towards the Great Hall.

\"Oh my god,\" Hermione giggled. \"I think we\'re going to be the only ones dressed like this!\" she exclaimed.

Ron groaned. \"I knew it, I should have just borrowed one of mums dresses.\"

\"No way mate, you look gorgeous in that!\" Harry said, his words slightly slurred.

\"Harry, you\'re not into cross dressing are you? I mean I know you\'re a blokes bloke, but...\" Ron grinned at him, causing Harry to release Hermione\'s arm and link it around Ron\'s, meaning Ron was now in the middle.

\"No Ron, I don\'t fancy cross-dressing... only what\'s underneath it.\" He whispered, or so he thought he was, but since he\'d had a bit to drink he was really almost yelling.

Hermione burst out laughing. \"Oh Harry, listen to you...\"

But neither of the boys was listening. Ron held Harry\'s gaze with a serious expression on his face, until Harry smiled causing Ron to smile too. Ron lent in close, and whispered in his ear, \"I have plans for you, Mr. Harry Potter.\" And his hand slid down and cupped Harry\'s arse, causing Harry gasp out loud.

\"Oh god Ron, I want you to do that, but preferably somewhere dark, since this skirt leaves nothing to the imagination.\" He muttered quickly, blushing. \"Please, have mercy on me... until we find a dark corner.\" He gave Ron a wicked grin.

\"Ron,\" Hermione interjected. \"I never knew you fancied boys too?\" She asked innocently.

Ron shrugged. \"I like both. I just never said anything because I wasn\'t sure if I was one way, or the other...\"

But talk had to cease for they\'d reached the entrance to the ball. Soft music reached their ears, along with the chatter of many excited voices. All eyes were glancing their way, causing Harry, Hermione and Ron all to smirk. But it appeared they weren\'t the only brave ones, for they saw lots of leather, lace and skin. Half the time they couldn\'t tell who were really boys, and who were really girls.

The Great Hall was another thing though. The lights were dimmed, but not completely dark. Glittery things were flying around the room, casting off reflections, and Harry supposed they were fairies of some description. The tables had been drawn off to the side and held lots of party foods, and great bowls of punch. A stand had been set up for the band, and at the moment the instruments were playing themselves. The sky was a black mass of sparkling stars, and finished with a great big almost blue moon. Over all, it was most impressive.

\"Oh my god, look at Dumbledore...\" Hermione giggled, and the two boys averted their eyes from each other and beheld the sight of their headmaster. He was wearing a great purple gown, covered in silver stars as per usual, and it had big puffy sleeves. His beard was completely out of place, as was the horrible purple eye shadow that did nothing good to his twinkling blue eyes.

\"Bloody hell, I\'m going to have nightmares until I\'m a hundred and two.\" Ron blanched, turning his gaze away.

And so the night began.

Many people came up to them, congratulating them on their costumes, and more than once they each had to bat groping hands away from their behinds. Dumbledore gave his speech, praising them on their inventiveness, and grinning like the mad man that he was. But everything was sort of straight forward, until Harry saw the sexiest thing he\'d ever seen in his life.

\"Oh... my... bloody... Merlin!\" He exclaimed, grabbing Ron\'s arm and pointing towards a far corner.

\"What?\" Ron asked, looking for something out of the ordinary.

\"Ron... Snape... fucking sexy bitch!\" Harry almost fainted from the sight of his most hated professor, dressed much as he was, except wearing fishnet and leather better than any common sod. \"Oh god, I hate this skirt! Hermione, cast a glamour on me would you?\"

Hermione raised her brow. \"Where?\" She scanned his body, and then noticed the almost painful looking lump in the front of his skirt. \"Harry!\" She giggled like a maniac. \"I can\'t cover that up!\"

\"Noooooo...\" Harry moaned, leaning into Ron, pressing his groin into a taught thigh. \"Oh god, that\'s worse...\" He said, pulling back, frowning painfully.

\"Shit Harry, fuck... Lupin\'s there with him. Oh! They just kissed... damn, I\'m going to come just from watching them...\" Ron said vehemently, pulling Harry back towards him, pressing their bodies together. \"Ohhhh...\"

Harry laughed, slipping his arms around Ron\'s waist, both of their eyes still trained on their professors. \"Bloody hell Ron, if you don\'t kiss me now, I\'m going to have to hex you!\"

Ron looked down at Harry, since he was quite a bit taller, even with Harry in heels, and then quickly pressed their lips together. After each moaned at the touch, Harry opened his mouth and plundered Ron\'s own with his tongue, his heart racing and his cock aching. They pulled away some moments later, breathing heavily, to find a wide-eyed Hermione.

\"Oh wow... you two, that was so hot!\" She gasped, licking her own un-kissed lips. \"But not as hot as Snape and Lupin.\" She said, an evil smirk on her pretty face.

Harry and Ron looked across the room, and caught eyes with their professors who were looking right at them and had obviously witnessed their kiss. \"Oh they saw us and now they\'re watching...\" Ron said softly, seductively leaning into Harry and brushing his lips over his ear.

Harry moaned loudly. \"Ron... oh, kiss me again, let\'s give them something to watch and maybe they\'ll return the favour... I don\'t care who else sees.\" He panted out breathlessly as Ron took his lips again in a furious kiss.

This time Harry reached around and grabbed Ron\'s arse, and sinfully rubbed himself against him firm body. Tongues and lips clashed viciously, while both boys kept an eye open each to spy upon their professors. As soon as Lupin and Snape rejoined themselves at the lips, Harry and Ron parted, preferring to rub themselves against each other\'s legs and stare at the wonderfully arousing sight.

\"Lets get closer,\" Harry whispered conspiringly, \"I want to get a really good look, if you know what I mean.\" Ron nodded against him. \"Do you want to come, Hermione?\"

The girl shook her head. \"No, I think not. I\'m going to go and see what some of the others are getting up to. Have a good time, you two, and try not to get into any trouble!\" She scalded, but with a wicked grin on her gothic-styled face.

\"No worries \'Mione, we\'ll be very good boys.\" Ron said sweetly, winking at Harry.

After she left, Harry and Ron with no discretion whatsoever made their way over to the dark corner where Snape and Lupin were holed up, still kissing and groping like horny teenagers. Not being able to stand the tension in his body, Harry roughly pushed Ron against the stone wall and began to massacre his mouth in a not-unpleasant manner, slipping his thigh in-between Ron\'s legs so that they could rub at each other.

But since they were so caught up in their actions, they never noticed the presence of two bodies, one either side of them until a voice wrought them from their pleasures.

\"Potter and Weasley, who would have thought?\" The sneering voice broke them apart. With wide eyes, both Harry and Ron stared at their teachers with looks of undisguised lust, managing to note their close proximity.

Lupin smiled at Harry. \"Harry, I didn\'t know you and Ron were together.\"

Harry shook himself, staring at Lupin\'s kiss-red lips. \"Oh no Professor Lupin, we\'re not... together.\" He stumbled on the last word, hoping that Ron was thinking along the same line as he was- he didn\'t want to offend him.

\"Indeed?\" Lupin\'s smile changed slightly as the faux moonlight from the Great Hall\'s ceiling reflected in his golden eyes. His gaze darted over to Snape for a moment, before looking at Ron with more interest than was probably needed. \"Well, don\'t the two of you look simply smashing tonight.\"

Ron laughed, caught in Lupin\'s gaze. \"I could say the same for you,\" he paused. \"And... Professor Snape.\" Ron said, looking at Snape for a moment before returning his blue eyes to Lupin. Ron realised then how close the man was standing next to him, with Snape equally as close from the other side. Harry still had him pinned to the stone wall, but he couldn\'t care less.

Lupin sniffed slightly. \"Fire whisky, eh? Now where in Hogwarts would two students acquire such an item?\"

Harry and Ron looked at each other and smirked. \"Three students, actually. Hermione gave it to us.\" Harry said, turning his smirk in Snape\'s direction, pausing to admire his apparently clean hair- it too had been lengthened, as had Lupin\'s. Harry shivered, feeling a sharp twang of arousal in his stomach when Snape\'s eyes never strayed from his.

\"Hmm... well perhaps we\'ll have to have a little word to Miss. Granger.\" Snape said, smirking slightly at Harry. Harry fought the urge to roll his eyes at the incredibly sexy man right beside him. \"However, for the moment I\'m sure Lupin and I would be more than interested to know exactly why the two of you have been... watching us, for the entire night.\"

Harry laughed softly. \"Don\'t be daft professor Snape, even you should be able to work that one out yourself. But to save you the trouble, I\'ll tell you- seeing the two of you snogging the breath out of each other was one of the hottest things Ron and I have ever seen.\" Harry said with a grin.

\"Is that so, Harry?\" Lupin asked, raising his brow in such a way that would have made Snape proud. The older man stepped closer to them, now almost touching their bodies. His hand hovered over Ron\'s arm, as if he were contemplating touching him or not. Harry wished Snape would get a bit nearer too.

\"Oh yes, it certainly is professor Lupin. As I said to Ron earlier, it should be illegal for Snape to wear leather and fishnet and look that bloody good, since as soon as I saw him I almost came in my pants... err, I mean in my skirt.\" Harry\'s grin was unstoppable. \"And you, professor Lupin have a body to die for! Who would have guessed, what with you wearing ill fitting robes all the time.\"

Ron nodded fervently. \"I completely agreed with him, of course.\" He added, and sucked in a breath when Lupin\'s fingers did gently touch his arm. Harry almost gasped when he felt a soft touch to his long curls, and realised that Snape was twirling the hair around his fingers, those long deft fingers that Harry had fantasised about so many times.

\"And do you realise,\" a pause, \"... Harry that anyone who cares to look low enough can see right up your skirt.\" Snape\'s deep voice whispered softly in Harry\'s ear, his breath teasing the outer lobe seductively. Harry almost moaned out loud hearing his name come off Snape\'s lips like that- it was vocal sex.

\"Yes, I\'m aware of that professor Snape.\" Harry managed to answer in breathy whisper. He was so aroused and hard that it was painful, and he knew he needed to find release soon before there was any permanent damage. He shifted against Ron, whimpering slightly at the friction.

\"I see you are in some discomfort. Perhaps we should adjourn to somewhere a little more private so that the two of you can sort yourselves out and have a drink.\" Snape said, looking to Lupin for approval.

\"Excellent idea Severus. If we move about five paces to the left, there is a notch in the brick that opens up a small passageway that leads almost directly to my quarters.\" Lupin said in a pleased voice, smiling at the boys in pain before him.

Harry\'s heart almost exploded- Snape and Lupin wanted them to join them back in Lupin\'s quarters and would offer them drinks. It was a hell of a lot more tempting than rushing off to a bathroom to relieve their erections, before having to return to the dead boring ball.

\"Yes, brilliant.\" Ron said, pushing Harry away from him slightly. Now that they were apart their arousals were quite obvious, but neither of them felt any embarrassment since Snape and Remus sported the exact same bulge in the same place.

\"Good. Follow me.\" Lupin led the way followed by Ron, Harry and then Snape. The stone opened to reveal a small passage, which they snuck into. Once in, with the opening closed off, Lupin lit his wand. It was a narrow passage and it was also impossible to stand up straight.

Harry bent over so that he could fit, and could sense the presence of Snape right behind him. Biting his lip he pressed the palm of his hand against his cock a little bit harder than necessary in order to get it to wain a little- it did no such thing, not when he could feel Snape\'s breath on the back of his sensitive neck, and then his hand ghosting over his shoulder leaving it tingling.

It didn\'t take long before they arrived at their destination, and Lupin ushered them all into his rooms. It was separated into three parts- the main sitting room, a bathroom and his bedroom.

\"Shotgun the bathroom.\" Harry said as soon as they got into the main room. Ron laughed at him.

\"Need a hand mate?\" He asked, smiling stupidly at his friend.

\"Why Ron, how nice of you to ask. Of course, I would love a hand.\" Harry said sweetly, grabbing Ron by the hand and dragging him into the bathroom. \"Oh god, I need to come. I really really need to come.\" Harry said, shutting the door while Lupin and Snape got drinks. Struggling, Harry magicked his skirt open, pushed it down, and then his g-string to reveal his cock that had turned from red to purple.

\"Let me.\" Ron said, dropping to his knees. \"Hmm, I see that Hermione\'s charms worked just as well on you as it did on me.\" He then opened his mouth and swallowed Harry whole.

\"Oh fuck, oh yes... god Ron, oh!\" He mumbled, thrusting himself into Ron\'s ready mouth. \"I\'m going to come... yes... oh!\" Harry squeaked, mortified that he actually had, as he came embarrassingly quick down Ron\'s throat. \"Fuck Ron, where did you learn to do that?\" Harry asked, panting, dropping to his knees in front of Ron.

\"Instead of where, you should ask from who.\" Ron grinned, pulling his shorts down his well-built thighs, his straining cock finally released from their tight confines. \"Now open that gorgeous mouth of yours and let me fuck it.\"

Harry moaned, his cock never completely softening despite his orgasm, and opened his mouth obediently as Ron stood. Relaxing his throat Harry let Ron literally fuck his mouth, his thick, long cock hitting the back of his throat. The moans coming from his friends\' mouth were contagious, causing Harry to moan in response- but then he did thoroughly enjoy giving blowjobs. Ron jerked, his cock pulsing as he climaxed down Harry\'s throat, Harry managing to swallow all he had to give.

They both slumped to the bathroom floor breathing heavily. Soon they had recovered enough to right their clothes, and kissed each other deeply, savouring the taste of themselves on each of their tongues.

\"Bloody hell, we should have been doing this for ages now... if only I had of realised...\" Ron said, smiling lazily at Harry.

\"Tell me about it. But for now, I say lets get back out there. I quite fancy another drink.\" He said, pulling himself to his feet and offering Ron a hand. The exited the bathroom with swollen lips, messy hair and looking completely debauched.

They found Snape on one couch, and Lupin opposite him on another. Harry immediately joined Snape, while Ron joined Lupin. Neither were shy when it came to sitting right next to them. As soon as they sat, each were given a round tumbler containing what they knew to be fire whisky, taking a grateful sip of the burning liquid.

\"Well that didn\'t take long.\" Snape said, looking at Harry out of the corner of his eye. His face was slightly flushed which, Harry decided, was a good look for the normally pallid man.

Harry snorted. \"We\'d been waiting a long time.\" He said dismissively, at the same time looking down at his skirt that had ridden way up his thighs, his black g-string just visible. He was suddenly glad for the hair removal charm Hermione had cast on him. He gasped out loud when Snape audaciously put his hand on his thigh, giving it a slight squeeze before sliding down to his knee, and back up again stopping precariously close to his crutch. \"Oh god...\"

\"I see that playing Quidditch is beneficial in at least one useful way.\" Snape purred, leaning closer, his fingers creeping down the inside of Harry\'s thigh. Harry shamelessly opened his legs wider in offering, and threw his head back against the couch.

Ron and Lupin were watching the pair with hungry eyes. When they did manage to draw their eyes away from the spectacle in front of them, they looked at each other before unanimously throwing themselves at the other and locking their lips in a searing kiss. Lupin opened his mouth instantly, sucking Ron\'s tongue in before biting the younger boys lower lip.

Quivering under the kiss Ron pressed himself against the known werewolf, swinging a leg over his thighs and pulling himself up to straddle him, forcing their groins together. Lupin\'s arms wound themselves around Ron\'s waist and settled on his arse, while he lifted his hips up to encourage the friction to their lower selves.

Harry on the other hand had been pushed back along the couch, with Snape covering his body and forcing his legs apart so that he could settle between them. At the moment that Snape\'s lips touched his own Harry cried out, feeling bolts of pleasure wrack his entire self. Never had he been kissed with such fervour, such passion...

Who\'d have thought that Snape could be just so bloody good?

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