A/N: Cracky one shot. No other introduction needed!
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"Sirius she did not violate your human rights." Harry hissed at his canine godfather. The mutt only growled at him and flattened his ears against his skull. Taking Sirius out for a walk was not a good idea. Well it was for Harry, so far at least four girls had come up to him to make a fuss of his dog, cooing at the furry beast.
Sirius did not like the attention – that alone made Harry laugh. His godfather usually took great pleasure in being the centre of attention, only this time he was the stepping stone for Harry to flirt away with the patrons of his park. Thank Merlin he hadn't been sniffed by any other dogs, his slit eyed glare had kept many of them away. One poodle had tried to sniff his butt but a swipe with one paw sent the white haired purebred scuttling back to her owner.
Harry walked back into Grimmauld Place to greet Ginny with smile as Sirius transformed back again.
"So the walkies idea didn't work then?" Ginny smiled at Sirius' rapidly vanishing backside.
"What do you think?" Harry knew Sirius was getting bored of being in Grimmauld, but thanks to a rather vicious article from Rita Skeeter, the man hadn't been able to leave without the Daily Prophet hounding him.
"That's a shame." Ginny followed Sirius into the kitchen where Hermione was already making tea. "I had brought a brand new squeaky toy." She laughed despite Sirius' glare. "Oh come on Siri, it's not as bad as you're making out!" She plonked herself down after snaffling the biscuits from the cupboard.
"You try having a poodle sniff your butt and then tell me it's not so bad." Sirius exclaimed. "Plus at least four woman violated my human rights but cuddling my cheeks and calling me a cute little pooch!"
"That's still not a violation of your rights… cuddling isn't barred by the Geneva Act." Harry sighed before making his exit – he was entirely unfazed by Sirius' tantrums.
"CUTE!? THEY CALLED ME CUTE!" Sirius slammed his hand on the table, coughing Ginny to laugh at his hysterics. "I chose my animagus form for a strong and lethal ability in keeping a werewolf in check and some blonde decides to call me cute!" He grumps, crossing his arms across his chest like a sulky child.
"But Padfoot is cute?" Hermione drops a kiss to his messy hair before taking the seat next to him. He turns to stare at her with a wounded look in his eyes and she chuckles. "You know Padfoot is cute because otherwise you wouldn't shift while one of us is cooking. You know the puppy dog eyes work on us and you exploit it to get snacks while we work." Hermione accuses but Sirius just smiles. "I am trying to be cute then, while I'm strolling through the park to get some fresh air in my lungs instead of cobwebs, I do not want to be called cute while Harry chats to every Tom Dick and well Harry in the park. Seriously! How many dogs can one park have?" He sighs dramatically, leaning back on his chair.
"Oh poor baby." Hermione cooes. "Does baby need some TLC?" Her baby voice makes Ginny laugh but a wink from the brunette has the redhead stifle her giggles.
"Yes I do." Sirius blinks up at her in an imitation of his puppy eyes and Hermione sighs.
"Then go and sit in your basket like a good boy and I'll maybe buy you a new toy. Ginny said she just bought you a squeaky bone but maybe a new chewtoy?" Hermione laughs as Sirius' face darkens and he falls into a pout again. But now both Ginny and Hermione have stood, ignoring his threatening look before they ruffle his hair and lightly tickle the spot behind his ear. His leg starts to twitch beneath the table before he can do anything and in the end his tantrum takes him upstairs with a curse on all witches lingering behind him.
"Bad puppy!" Hermione shouts up the stairs, the profanity that floats back down to her makes the two women sputter with laughter again.
