In Sirius Trouble
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Harry lay on his left side looking out the window listening. He heard the steps climb up the stairs. A heavy footfall, like the person walking was warring boots. The 'Thud. Thud' of steps fell steadily, evenly. It wasn't the quick pace of someone with too much energy to burn. Nor the slow footfalls of someone who was bone tired. He listened as the footfalls progressed up the stairs and finally to the landing of the second floor. He listened as the constant, even footfalls made their way to the door of his room and stopped.
There was a hesitation, 30 seconds or so. The knock was confident. Three sharp taps at the top right side of the door frame, not the door itself.
"Come in Siri."
The door squeaked behind him. The same heavy confident footfalls across the room until Sirius reached the bed. The bed dipped with the weight of the man who sat on it. Neither made a sound for what was probably a whole 2 minutes.
"I'm in trouble aren't I?"
"Yeah Puppy, you are." They both spoke in the same quite even voice.
"Remus and Mrs. Weasley said that my parents would have been disappointed."
"Humm." Sirius paused, hesitating. "Your dad would have been terrified to walk in and find you missing. When he found you, after he had spent half an hour of so making sure you were completely fine, then he would have tanned your hide good, even though he would have done the same at your age. Lily on the other hand would have found some obscure 16th century charm to locate you. As soon as she knew where you where she would have dragged you out and swatted you with her spoon all the way back home."
"You're going to wallop me?'
Sirius let out a puff of air. "What do you know about your paternal grandfather?"
"Not much." Sirius made a mental note to go looking for Mr. and Mrs. Potter's magical portraits. They were either in Potter manor, or in the Potter vaults.
"Mr. Potter worked in the Department of International Magical Cooperation. In fact Lucius Malfoy apprenticed under him. He was very good at what he did. James idolized him, I did too. He was a good man. Kind, charismatic, fair, and level-headed, someone who stuck by his principles, and meant what he said. It made him a good leader and a good father. He took me in and raised me as his own from first year on. There were certain things he expected of his children though. The same things I will expect of you. Honesty, respect, obedience, quality work, and putting safety first. Every rule in his house was tied into those 5 concepts.
If you were being wrongly accused of something he would be the first in your corner. But if you were in the wrong, or if you broke one of his rules he would be the first to turn you over his knee, or use any other one of his plethora of disciplinary measures. If he had been here today, I can say without doubt that he would have walloped you for your little stunt. James would have too, as would Lily, and I honestly couldn't say I would have argued with them. So yes pup I'm going to wallop you." It was quite for another minute or so "Can you tell me which of your grandfathers rules you might have broken and why?" Harry finally turned onto his right side looking at his godfather.
"Putting safety first, I put myself in danger by leaving the house, especially since I knew that there are death eaters looking for me. Obedience too I guess. I mean no one told me that I had to stay inside, but it was common sense, and I knew you wanted me to. That's the reason I didn't ask."
"Respect too. When you got caught you got a little cheeky with Molly. To top it off you cursed at Remus. I'll tell you now that Remus won't put up with that nonsense. He detested James and I using so much as a 'bloody hell' in school. In fact he would cast a mouth washing spell on us when he heard any word he considered foul. I'm surprised you got away with it this time and Remus has guaranteed me that you won't next time."
"Yes sir….I really am sorry."
"I know pup." Sirius took a big breath "Alright, let's get this over with."
Harry didn't move. "Sirius… I've never got a-a well you know before."
"Well I've never given a well you know before. Guess we'll just learn together." Sirius tried to lighten the mood and failed miserably.
"Listen pup, there's not much I can tell you about it. I can explain until I'm blue in the face, but really it's something you have to experience for yourself. It will be done on your bare backside, with my bare hand, because this is your first spanking. I will tell you that if you had been spanked before you would be getting much worse than my hand. I can tell you that it will sting for a while, but after it's done it's done. You're forgiven, and I won't hold it over you."
"But I'm 14 isn't that too old?" Harry sat up to protest. Sirius snorted and cut off that line of thinking.
"Do you know how old your dad was the last time he got spanked? He was 19, had been married to Lily for nearly a year. I was 20 when your granddad walloped me for the last time. He had a very firm belief that you were only too old for a spanking when you grew up enough not to need them. So do I even have to answer that question?" When there was no answer forthcoming Sirius changed the direction of the conversation.
"Now I want you to come here, stand up on my right side, and take down your pajama bottoms." Harry scooted over to the right side of the bed near the window, stood up, and walked around the bed to Sirius's right side, dragging his feet the whole way. He grabbed his pant legs with both hands, one on each side, and sent Sirius a pleading look. When his godfather only raised an eyebrow and tilted his head forward somewhat in response he dragged them down as slowly as possible. When they had slipped down past his knees Sirius grabbed his godson's left upper arm with his right hand and pulled him down. He let Harry squirm over his lap for a few minutes, hopefully finding a somewhat comfortable position.
When Harry settled he grabbed the waistband of the black boxers Harry had on and pulled down towards Harry's knees. When they sat at the back of his knees Sirius pushed Harry's shirt up to the small of his back in an effort to keep it out-of-the-way. He rested his hand on Harry's backside. Mr. Potter had always lectured at this stage. He had said that a boy was more inclined to listen and give honest answers when he was upturned over a knee with a bare bottom. He couldn't though. The words literally wouldn't come to him. Harry knew what he did was wrong, he had apologized, there was nothing to be said that hadn't already been said.
Sirius raised his hand to shoulder level and swung it down. It landed with a fairly loud pop that was followed immediately with a oww Sirrriiuus!" and some minor wiggling. He pushed down on the small of Harry's back a little more firmly and raised his hand to the same height again.
He gave the left cheek 6 swats all together, all the same strength, making sure to stay away from the sit spots. Sirius gave the right cheek the same treatment and then paused. Harry was sniffling a bit and it was fairly obvious he was crying. He had shifted around quite a bit, but nothing so serious as to make him believe that Harry was intentionally trying to be difficult. There had been quite a few hisses let out, along with 'Sirius Please' a few times, and an 'I'm sorry' once. Overall Harry seemed to be taking the spanking fairly well.
Sirius raised his hand again neatly overlapping three swats on each sit spot, first the right, then the left. Sometime during the 6 swats Harry broke, giving into his sobs. Sirius pushed his left hand under Harry's shirt to rub his back.
"Only four more to go puppy." Harry didn't respond, not that Sirius expected him to.
He raised his hand again, same height, same procedure, a different area targeted. Two swats on the back of each upper thigh. Harry sobbed a little louder, each swat receiving a loud 'owww'. He pulled up the boxers and pajama pants, and then pulled Harry up into his lap, letting the burning backside hang down between Sirius' knees. He leaned the child's upper body against his own, and tucked Harry's head blow his chin. He rocked slightly and whispered nonsense until his godson went silent. Sirius decided to forgo the rest of Mr. Potters ritual of post spanking corner time in favor of talking. Anyway he had always hated the corner time, even more so than the spanking.
"Are you o.k. pup?'
"'t hurt" the words where somewhat muffled by Sirius' shirt.
"I know puppy"
"I'm sorry"
"You've already been forgiven; it's over now, never to be brought up again. Yes?"
"Yes"
"Alright then, why don't you go nap for a little while? Tonight we'll invite Remus and the Weasley's over for dinner. How does that sound."
"Will they be mad at me, Mrs. Weasley, Ron, and Remus?"
"Remus won't, he knows you've been punished, besides he's not the kind of bloke that holds something over your head. Ron's your best mate, James and I where always in trouble, whether it was something I had done or something he had done, and we usually dragged Remus with us. If Ron is any type of mate at all he'll forgive you, and probably repay you in kind. As for Mrs. Weasley, when has she ever been mad at you? In her eyes you can do no wrong. Even if you could she's raised 7 children, I doubt she holds grudges."
"Thanks Sirius." Harry un-tucked himself, and crawled out of Sirius' lap and into bed, pulling the covers over him. "Do you think Ron could spend the night?"
"If his mum doesn't care. Have a good rest Harry, I love you."
"I love you too Sirius." And with that Sirius walked out of the room pulling the door to. Harry listened to the footsteps fall all the way down the hallway to the stairs where they climbed down. He let out a giant breath, stuck both hands under the covers and rubbed his still stinging rear.
"oww."
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