A/N: This is Redbull07's birthday present. Happy birthday love. AU. Set somewhere after seventh year. I think. Oh, and I don't really like this pairing but its what was requested and I do naught but serve.
Disclaimer: I own nothing at all. 'Sad face'
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Harry flopped back onto his bed and waited. The ticking of the clock on the wall seemed to get louder and louder until he could concentrate on nothing else and it was driving him up the proverbial wall. All he could do was get lost in his thoughts and the ticking of that blasted clock, which was a pain because the last thing he wanted to do was think and at that moment in time the thing he most hated in the world was his clock.
It seemed to make time go so slowly, every beat drawn out filled with a thousand confusing thoughts and feeling.
Tick
He was trailing his fingers along the books in the searching for anything that would take his mind off how he was feeling.
Tick
He was curled up in a squashy armchair in a secluded corner when a shadow fell across the book he was reading, making him look up and open his mouth to protest.
Tick
His mouth snapped shut again as he saw who it was and felt ashamed at the blush that was attempting to spread up his neck and onto his cheeks.
Tick
They were chatting, talking about anything and everything and Harry hadn't felt so happy in ages. This was where he belonged. Nowhere else.
Tick
Harry could feel it bubbling up inside him. The need to say it. The need to tell someone, anyone. So he'd blurted it out.
"I'm gay."
Silence followed and then.
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"How do you know?"
"I'm in love with this guy."
"Ah. Okay. Whatever makes you happy kid."
Tick
And he's felt so light and happy. And that's when he'd done it. Leaning forward, pressing his lips lightly against the others, desperately straining against the urge to deepen the kiss.
Tick
A beat later and he pulled back, horrified at what he had done. Without another word Harry dropped his book and fled from the room. Banging the door behind him, fleeing to his bedroom.
Tick
And here he lay, listening to that damned clock, barely fighting the urge to cry and this close from beating up his pillow. Or the clock.
Tick
Suddenly Harry couldn't hold back the tears and he was sobbing, face buried in his pillow, eyes screwed shut, lip quivering, body shaking.
Tick
The door creaked slowly open and a head was poked in through the gap.
"Harry?"
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Harry's breath hitched in his throat.
"G'way," he moaned, tears falling thick and fast, throat tight.
Tick
"No."
The bed beside him dipped as his visitor sat down. Warm hands rubbed circles on his back and words of comfort were murmured quietly.
Tick
Harry tried to shrug the hands away but his visitor was persistent, turning him over and whipping the tears from his cheeks.
"Don't run away from me ever again, Harry," a gentle but deep voice said, their breath ghosting across Harry's lips "you don't need to."
Tick
A second later chapped lips descended on Harry's and he lost himself in the pleasant tingling feelings that spread from his lips across his whole body.
Tick
"Promise me you won't run away," he said, lips brushing slightly against Harry's.
"I promise, Sirius," Harry whispered pushing himself closer into Sirius' embrace, begging to be kissed again.
Tick
Sirius nodded satisfied by Harry's response before kissing him again.
And the clock ticked on the wall but Harry no longer heard it.
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A/N: There we go babe. I hope you liked it. You had better review. And when you review, just bear in mind that I have never written this pairing before. Ciao.