He's Not Who They Think He Is
Chapter 1
I don't own Harry Potter.
This is my first HP fic, this idea came to me during my first read through of the series (two weeks ago, how sad) and wouldn't let me go, so here you go.
"Are you sure this is a good idea Remus? We could always tell James and Lily we changed our minds," Sirius begged me one last time.
"No, it's what's best for him. He's not a were-wolf," I said, looking down at our newborn son. He had his father's black hair and my mother's green eyes.
"If we do this, he'll never know we're his parents. He'll think he's Harry Potter for his whole life, not Harry Lupin-Black."
"You think I don't know that Sirius? Do you think that's not breaking my heart? But this is what's best for him. He'll be safer with normal parents, not a dad and a were-wolf," I said, tears streaming down my face.
"I'm sorry Remy," Sirius said, giving me a careful one-armed hug. "I didn't think. You're right. At least we have tonight with him," he said, climbing carefully under the covers. "I love you both so much."
"We love you to Sirius," I whispered, laying Harry down on the bed between us and laying down too.
"I'll always be here for you Remus," Sirius whispered as I fell asleep. "Always."
I wish he had been right.