Blue Moon

Chapter Seven

XOXO

"I bloody well hate those snobby arse Healers!" Harry fumed throwing up his arms and plopping himself down on the chair Sirius had fallen asleep on the last night. Sirius laughed and sat on the arm of the chair and flung his arm around Harry's shoulders. To the casual eyes this move seemed completely innocent, but at a closer inspection one could see the fractional amount of tension and worry in the young Black's forearms. Or the slightly nervous twitch in his right eye as he slid his hand to the other young man's shoulder. Harry sighed and leaned back into the welcoming arm, and you could see the tension seep right out of Sirius' bones.

"They had no right to be so horrible to you, Sirius. I mean what in the hell were they thinking?! They really must be sick in the head! The whole lot of them!" Sirius once again laughed it off. He had been treated far worse than the sneering Healers had treated him. Last year being a prime example.

"I don't get why you think it's funny! I was ready to smack those little smirks off their smug little faces," Harry grumbled. Not finding the situation at all funny. They might have healed him very nicely but they had acted anything but to Sirius. The two-faced... bad word or another!

"Harry, I've dealt with worse. Don't worry about me," Sirius brought his arm a little closer to Harry and hugged him to his own side.

"Well, I don't care. No one is going to be getting away with things like that anymore. Not with me around!" Harry set his face into a mock determined mask and pretended to look ready to kill. Even when outside his face seemed joking on the inside he knew he was telling the truth, and using this teasing visage was only a way to make himself more than just Sirius comfortable with his feelings.

Sirius blinked and felt an excited sort of tingle go through him. Harry wanted to protect him? Even if the tike was joking it sounded pretty real to him. 'He is so mine,' a possessive sort of cocky grin spread across Sirius' face.

"Right. Thanks Pretty Boy," Sirius heard a gasp of outrage come out of Harry.

"Pretty Boy?"

"Yes. You are mine. And I have named you Pretty Boy. You are my Pretty Boy," he gave Harry a kiss on the forehead and he then preceded to tickle the daylights out of him.

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"Sirius!" The black haired boy rolled off of his bed where he had laid beside Harry taking a late morning nap, and he let out a loud groan. Bloody shrieking mother. He jogged to the door, not anxious for his mother to see another boy sleeping in his bed. When he reached his seemingly far away destination he swung it open by the large brass handle and stuck his head out of his door and peaked around the corner.

"Yes, Mother?" He asked trying not to sound irritated.

"Your father and I are leaving on our trip. Are you almost ready to leave?" 'Trip? What in the sodding hell was this bat on about?'

"Sirius, don't tell me you forgot that you were supposed to find a place to stay while we were gone. You're brother has already left for Lucius' house. I want you out!" Sirius sighed, He had thought that she had meant for him to leave with them as well.

"We are taking Kreature with us, so you will be on your own, and don't you dare make a mess of anything!" He winced. She could probably scare a banshee.

"Yes, Mother. I'll be out in an hour."

"Watch yourself, boy. I won't have you smart mouthing me, you had better get out of this house before I lose my temper with you," Sirius sighed, he had such a loving mother.

"I will," 'And thanks for making sure I am not dumping myself off into some ditch.' Sirius sighed one last time and closed himself back in his room and he walked himself over to his bed to wake Harry up. They had to a place to stay for the rest of the summer.

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Thud.

"Damn it."

Thud. Thud.

"I hate luggage. Mine always seems to weigh so much," Sirius stated dramatically.

"What are you a wizard, or not?" Harry scoffed nastily. Sirius lifted the back of his hand to brush it to his forehead in a sign of his "faint" condition.

"I am in fact. I turned seventeen earlier this year. I just choose not to use my magic in such frivolous and meaningless ways. How about you good, sir?" Sirius bat his eyelashes at Harry being the woman in the "relationship," while Harry seemed to have been enjoying playing the part of the pureblood husband his surprisingly convincing sneer feel from his face. And it was replaced by a thoroughly upset one.

"Actually today is my birthday. I'd forgotten about it in all this fuss, I can't believe it," Harry sat down heavily in the old wooden chair conveniently placed somewhere behind him.

"Harry, I'm sorry, I had no clue..." Harry laughed mirthlessly.

"Of course you wouldn't. You've known me a whole of... what? Two days? But don't worry I've had worse. Being chased up a tree for a whole day by one of your aunt's mad dogs counts as one of the many times, trust me" Sirius stared at Harry and realized he really didn't know anything about him. Yes, there was an undeniable attraction between them both, but that didn't mean they knew everything about each other. Harry had listened to his problems for the past couple of days, but he hadn't heard almost anything of Harry's. Besides his friends, and some of what his own time was like, he hadn't really heard much of anything.

"I'm sorry Harry. But on the other hand the day's only half done. We have the rest of the day to celebrate. We can go to Diagon Alley. I can even get you a little pressie?" Sirius asked this last looking more than a little hopeful. Harry groaned. the "dreaded mutt-eyes," as Remus had warned him Sirius had always been good at.

"I don't know. We really don't have to do anything. And plus we still need to unpack and have lunch. And you know how grumpy you get if you don't eat anything," Harry resisted. He really didn't like to make a show of anything. And Sirius was definitely one to do so.

"Please Harry? I'll be your bestest buddie in the whole of London?" Harry had to resist the urge to laugh in the other boy's face. Instead he channeled all that energy into turning his face into a mask of suspicion and hurt.

"Not in the whole world? Or universe?" Sirius smirked, wising up to Harry's game and loving it.

"Maybe? Can you," he lifted his eyebrow and licked his lips, "convince me? You know that you're worth it?"

"I could possibly," Harry lifted himself from the chair and walked slowly toward Sirius. "But you'd have to tell me what this 'convincing' will entail," Sirius wagged his finger in Harry's face.

"No love, that's not how the game's played. You have to do this all your own. Think of it as your own little test," Harry pretended to blush and hid his face behind his hand. It had Sirius' heart racing. He stepped closer to Harry and let his arm snake around Harry's waste and he pulled the smaller boy to him, when he had both his arms securely around Harry he let his head drop down to hover above Harry's.

"I lied," Harry looked worried for a second, but when Sirius tightened his hold and rubbed the end of his nose in Harry's hair, he sighed in relieved.

"You lied about what?"

"You don't have to convince me of anything. I love you the way you are."

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A/N: Alright I don't know if this chapter sucks because I'm not looking over it. It's 11:15 right now and I'm uber tired, so if it sucks balls I'll come back and fix it later. And I know it's short but the next chapter is shopping for school and Harry's birthday celebration. Then next chapter it's school time!!! Loves ya!

P.s. And yes I stole some lines from Finding Nemo. Thanks Disney!

I hope you decide to review!

-Bloody