Sirius's mother was far less caring. "Scars build character" she'd always said. Sirius had never been happier to leave that house in fourth year. Even if it meant Reggie would hate him for ever.

His eyes closed as the feel of Snape's mouth. His breath hot on his neck as Sirius tilted his head to expose more of his neck for the other boy. His own hands started to undo that damn green tie of Snapes.

"She certainly seems to like biting me. That's for sure"

He answered softly, a smirk plastered along his face.