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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Character:
      James_Potter, Remus_Lupin, Sirius_Black, Peter_Pettigrew
  Additional Tags:
      Implied_future_Parent/Child_incest, Implied_future_extremely_Underage,
      Implied_Future_Rape/Non-Con, Implied_Sibling_Incest
  Series:
      Part 6 of Toy
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-07-13 Words: 1116
****** Planned Toy ******
by TheDarknessWithinYou
Summary
     7th year Marauders have their pick of fresh meat, but it occurs to
     them that after this year they will be losing their pool of toys.
     What's a Marauder to do?
     Short one-shot in the Toy series. Previously titled How It All
     Started.
     !! Danger !! Not a Nice Fic!! Read tags !!
Notes
     There nothing actually explicit in this short, but I rated it because
     of the subject matter.
     It needs to be said that any of the stuff in this fic is fiction and
     should stay that way. If any of this were attempted in the real world
     the perpetrators would be required to have a rusty knife shoved up
     into their anal cavity and twisted repeatedly, then the knife removed
     and replaced by a salt stick.
See the end of the work for more notes
The Great Hall was silent as the new first years filed in after Professor
McGonagall. Over at the Gryffindor table, four 7th year boys watched the
children like a dessert buffet.
"I call dibs on the little blonde one," Sirius whispered.
"No fair. He's clearly the runt. I always get the runt," Remus whispered back
furiously, eyes still scanning the fresh meat.
"No, the runt is that one with the long black hair. The blonde one is mine.
Look how soft and fragile. You know how I like those."
"Fine. We'll split him," Remus compromised. "I'll take the one with the black
hair, you take that skinny one on the end and we'll share the blonde."
"Deal. Which one you want, Prongs?"
"The brunette with the glasses. That one is mine boys," James replied with a
grin.
Sirius rolled his eyes at his best friend. "You got issues, Prongsie. Always
going after the ones who look like you."
"You're one to talk. You're always breaking you're toys, Sadist."
"Nothing that a few potions and spells couldn't fix, you narcissist."
"So far, pedophile," James retorted.
Sirius let loose a loud bark of laughter. "You're one to talk!"
Remus snorted. "Takes one to know one." The bickering boys both turned to grin
at the werewolf as the sorting began. "Which one do you want, Wormy?"
The shorter teen fidgeted nervously. "I don't know guys, maybe we shouldn't
this year. They are awfully small this time around."
The other three laughed, drawing a glare from their Transfiguration teacher and
immediately stopped.
"They aren't smaller, Peter. We're just getting bigger. That's the best part!"
Sirius told him. "Don't tell me you haven't been missing having some young
thing wrapped around your cock all summer. Besides, it's been a Marauder
tradition since second year! You're still a Marauder, aren't you?"
"No! I mean, yes! That's not it. I just... maybe we should, you know, wean
ourselves off. Next year we wont be able to have them."
The other three stilled abruptly and looked at each other in shock. "Oh,
Merlin! He's right," Remus whispered.
"What are we going to do," Sirius asked, beginning to panic. "I can't give this
up. I need it! We've got to do something, Jamie."
"I don't know what we can do, Pads."
"We can fail! Stay another year," Sirius suggested desperately.
"No, we can't. We're at the top of our year. They will know somethings up. Plus
that would only delay the inevitable," Remus said forlornly.
"Wait, you have a little brother, right, Peter," Sirius asked. "We can just
share him, right?"
"He's five, Sirius!" Peter yelped.
"Exactly. Perfect. That will give us years yet," Sirius replied with a grin,
losing his panic. Peter on the hand was beginning to tremble. 
"You know, guys," James said looking over to where his new toy was being
sorted, "I think I have an idea."
"You going to share with the rest of the class, Jamie," Remus asked when James
went silent. The teen in question blinked quickly and looked away from the
delicious morsel he would begin training that night.
"We could make our own!" James took in their blank faces and expanded. "Our own
toys!"
Sirius and Remus shared a look. "The idea has merit, but then we'd actually
have to sleep with a female. An adult one," Sirius stated, shivering with
disgust.
"I'd do it and you guys can just share with me. I'd let you borrow it and
everything," James said excitedly, really starting to love this idea.
"But with who," Wormtail asked. "What woman would let you?"
James waved off the question. "Like she would have to know. We can work it out
between us so she never knows. As for who, Evans of course! Can you imagine
those big green eyes in a toy, just crying up at you? Plus look how small she
is. I bet the toy would be tiny, delicate even. I'll marry her, too. Whenever
one toy out grows us, I can just make another!"
Moony, Padfoot and Prongs sat there as the plates filled with food, each one
lost in fantasies of the toy James was describing. "We would have it all to
ourselves, too. Wouldn't have to send it to school for years," Sirius said. "We
could do all the things we couldn't with the toys here. Keep it bound for
hours, begging to be let free and we can just say no, because we have all the
time in the world," Sirius said dreamily.
"We could just walk in the house and it would already be naked, waiting for me
to fill it up," Remus added. "All that energy I have before the full moon could
be put to use. I'll just borrow it for a day or two a month, keep it full and
just covered. I could finally have a little bitch to just use whenever I want."
"I bet I could make it so it looks just like me, too. Just a few spells at the
right times and Evans will never know. We could even look up some over the year
to make sure it comes out perfect. A toy customized just for us, to fit our
needs," James continued.
"I don't know. It's kind of wrong, isn't it?" Wormtail broke in.
"No! It's perfect! Don't you see Wormy? We share your toy for the next few
years, just until mine is big enough to train of course. Then we will never
have to worry about finding a new one!"
Peter was slowly shaking his head, looking at the three blissed out boys in
disbelief, but they were not paying attention. "Right, so it's settled then.
Jamie, you actually have to start working on Evans this year, not just as a
cover. We need her to start making that toy as soon as were out of here. That
means you won't be able to spend all your free time with this years toy, you
know?"
James sighed. "I know, but it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make."
Sirius patted his friend on the back sympathetically. "We're all thankful,
mate. You're a great man."
"Thanks, Paddy. I try."
"Now!" Sirius said loudly clapping his hands together. "We are going to need
our very own Head Boy and Prefect to round up this years selections and bring
them to the Marauder's Den for orientation. It's been too long, Regulus just
doesn't cut it anymore, and just thinking about this new toy has me all hard in
my robes. That toy is going to get it! Until then though, I've got that little
blonde to hold me over. What do you say, boys? Let's play."
End Notes
     I'm looking for ideas, things you want to see happen in this series.
     I have one more part planned out (the first time) and a vague idea of
     how everything will end (a day of reckoning) . Feel free to comment
     or email me ( thedarknesswithinyou@email.com ) with any particular
     scenes or acts you want to see between now and the end and I will see
     if I can work them in. I'll make it anonymous unless asked otherwise.
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