"This is all your fault." Sirius Black glared at the man sitting on the bench across from him. A snarl appeared on the other mans face, as he drew his cloak about his shoulders in a protective gesture. Remus Lupin patted the man on the shoulder, earning a glare from all three of the other men. Severus Snape shrugged the werewolf's hand from his shoulder.

"C'mon, Sirius, you can't lay the blame on him just because you hate him." Harry Potter intervened. His godfather's lip curled up and a low growl bubbled up from his throat. Harry pushed the mop of hair from his eyes, sighing. Then he glared at Snape. "It's all your fault."

Lupin snickered, earning the eye-of-death from his companions. "What?"

Snape shook his head and Sirius rolled his eyes. "Well, what did you expect I'd do if a bunch of Muggle women accosted me? I had to run."

"Yes, but you didn't have to punch whomever got in your way." Harry reasoned, a nasty looking bruise forming across his left cheekbone. Severus winced and leaned back against the bench.

"Hey," Lupin got Sirius' attention with a small wave. "Can I be your bitch?"

The other three gasped in horror. Lupin shrugged. "Well, it'll save you a lot of trouble. It's not like we're not togeth-" Lupin stopped himself. Harry looked on in surprise and terror as Sirius began to laugh hysterically. Severus sneered at the other men.

Finally Harry seemed to regain his motor skills. "What about me?" a pout formed on his lips.

"Severus is free."

Snape made an indignant sound; eyes bugging out of his skull, he managed to gasp out, "I most certainly will not be Harry's bitch!"

Harry laughed.

"It's either me or a three hundred pound man who breaks rocks named Bubba." Sirius stifled another loud guffaw by clapping his hand over his mouth. Lupin's shoulders were shaking with the mental image that was forming.

"Bubba, 'eh?" Snape looked considering for a moment before stiffening up and pursing his lips. "No! I will not be your bitch!"

"I could be yours." Lupin made an appalled sound and Sirius gagged.

A muggle police officer walked up, stopping any other conversation. "The bar owners have decided not to press charges. You're all free to go." The plump mans face was sour, and he shook his head sadly before walking away.

Lupin raised an eyebrow and stood. "Well then, lets get out of here."

As the four men made their way out of the station, Harry stopped Snape with a hand on his arm. "What do you want, Mister Potter?"

"You know that bitch thing?" Snape arched an eyebrow and gestured for him to continue. "I meant it."

Severus froze as Harry saluted him jauntily and went to join Sirius and Lupin.