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Down the stairs and into the kitchen they found everyone gathered around a rather long table eating oatmeal, eggs, bacon, sausage, and sipping coffee and tea. Grabbing some bacon and eggs, Rich sat down with a cup of coffee and began to quietly eat as he listened to the conversation. His train of thought was cut short as he felt someone standing behind him. Closing his eyes he hoped it wasn't Sirius, oh please don't let it be Sirius Black he wished. Slowly turning around and opening his eyes a little he came face to face with Mrs. Weasley holding a spatula.

"Did I do something wrong" he asked confused.

"A growing boy like you needs more than just eggs and bacon, you need something that sticks to your ribs like oatmeal" she said placing a bowl of the bubbling paste in front of him.

"I really don't like oatmeal" he responded with a gulp, staring down into the bowl.

"Nonsense, its good for you" she replied walking away. Picking up his spoon he cautiously poked it, almost afraid it would scream out in agony and then attack him. Getting a large spoonful he brought it up to his mouth, well it was now or never he thought. Swallowing he thought that this is what wallpaper paste must taste like, only warm. He heard a chuckle and looked at the end of the table to see Sirius giving him a grin, a sparkle in his eye. Noting the empty bowl in front of the man he got a brilliant idea, raising his wand he quietly said Accio Bowl, while pointing at Sirius's bowl and at the same time pushing his bowl quickly across the table to the man.

"All done Mrs. Weasley" Rich smiled sweetly at the woman as she walked towards him.

"Very good, you could take lesson from the boy Sirius" she said scolding the man who had a shocked look on his face still.

"You do realize that you just started a war, Padfoot hates oatmeal" Remus chuckled from behind a paper across from him. Rich could only grin more before blowing a raspberry at the still sulking Sirius and leaving the room. Walking into the study he found Harry looking out a window deep in thought, not unusual for the him but still Rich couldn't help but wonder.

"Anything I could help with" Rich asked walking over to stand next to him.

"No, something I have to deal with by myself" Harry sighed, before walking out of the room. This was becoming a regular occurrence with Harry, he would appear so depressed and when asked about it would retreat even more. He was carrying a lot on his shoulders but Rich hoped he would figure out that he didn't have to carry it alone.

"You sneaky little brat" suddenly rang through the room, scaring the hell out of him.

"I don't know what you are talking about" Rich replied sweetly turning around, knowing exactly who it was.

"Right, you bloody little git" Sirius grinned, betraying his angry tone.

"Well you started it, laughing at me pain" Rich said laying on the dramatics, laying across a sofa looking forlorn.

"You realize that I will get back at you don't you" chuckled the man, pointing at the boy.

"I look forward to it" Rich smirked, then suddenly mentally smack himself. What the hell did he just say, sounded like he was throwing himself at the man, visions of handcuffs and dairy like whipped topping sprang to his mind as well as a large amount of blood to his cheeks.

"Just you wait" Sirius chuckled slowly leaving the room. Rich continued to lay there on the sofa, deep within thought of what exactly was going on and if it really wasn't all just a figment of his imagination.

"What's got you all in a quandary" Hermione chuckled as she and Ron walked in.

"Nothing important, just a little worried about Harry" the boy lied, well it wasn't all a lie so purgatory was held of yet again.

"He has been rather moody lately" Ron agreed.

"Well think about everything that he's got on his shoulders" Hermione scolded, which quite frankly she was exceptionally good at.

"Tell me, are you really an old woman that was shrunk in the wash" Rich chuckled, Ron biting back a laugh.

"Go to hell you foul git" she sneered at him, Rich responding with by sticking out his tongue. Deciding that a good read sounded good right about now he hopped up and climbed the stairs, listening to Remus talk to Harry in his room at the top of the stairs. Chocolate was of course mentioned, which Rich couldn't help but chuckle about. He secretly wondered if Remus had a chocolate factory somewhere with the way he gave away the stuff, coming short of stuffing it in peoples mouths and rubbing their throats to make sure they swallowed it.

Coming to his door he became rather confused to see it open a crack, sure he had closed it. Opening it slowly he found the room empty, shrugging it off as a mistake. Walking over to a bookcase he began to leaf through the books trying to find something that looked interesting when he heard the sound of a growling dog. Turning around very slowly he found a black dog with teeth bared standing next to his bed. Looking over to the door he wondered if he could get out of the room in one piece, trying to come up with some sort of James Bond like plan that would include gymnastic moves that just were in his bag of tricks. His gaze suddenly snapped to the dog as it took a lunge at him, squeezing his eyes tight he waiting for the bite, and wait. After a second or two he opened his eyes to find a pair of dark eyes staring back into his.

"I told you I would get you back" Sirius grinned.

"You bloody wanker" Rich growled, then suddenly became very aware as to how close the two were. He could feel Sirius's breath on his skin and if he moved forward a millimeter their noses would bump.

"Think I was gonna bite you" Sirius asked with a teasing tone. Rich could only nodded, his throat long since run dry. Was it possible for those brown eyes to get deeper cause it felt like Rich was falling into them, and then he felt lips brush against him. Falling back against the bookcase a little he suddenly felt an arm snake around his waist and pull him against the man. Lips were pressing against his and he felt a tongue invade his mouth, his eyes closed tight he let out a whimper and then it was suddenly over.

"I'm sorry" Sirius said suddenly rushing out of the room leaving Rich to fall on his ass down in front of the bookcase. What the hell had just happened, he wondered with big eyes? Oh my god, did he just describe something as falling into a man's eyes? Oh lord, he needed to be taken out and flogged for that Daniel Steele like line.

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