Love and Potion Blunders
Rating: Will be M, but for now PG-13
Pairing: HP/SB eventually
Warnings: This is Slash, people.
Author's Notes: Huge thanks to BB and Tiffy for all your love and support. I couldn't have done any of this without you reading parings that you have absolutely no interest in. LOVE YOU!! Just by the by, if you want to help contribute to this story, please take the time to vote on the poll featured on my profile page regarding Harry's Animagus form. Thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related and I am certainly not making any money off of this. The first scene here was taken directly from The Order of the Phoenix by JK Rowling.
Love and Potion Blunders
Chapter Ten
By: Kitty
Do you have any idea how much Charms homework you can get done sitting in Sirius Black's lap? I'll tell you, NONE! This past week Sirius has seen fit to revoke my chair privileges at every available opportunity. Sitting in the common room, the library, the dorm room and pretty much every other place besides class and the great hall, I am dragged (not as though I was protesting) into Sirius' lap. To the utmost amusement of James, he is acting like a perfect gentleman. Sweet kisses, cuddling, the occasional between class snog in a closet/empty classroom all create the most amazing beginning of a relationship…and its driving me absolutely BARKING!
So here I am, perched on Sirius' lap, trying to read the same sentence for the fourteenth time and attempting valiantly to ignore my raging libido. This is absurd! When has Sirius ever not just jumped into bed with someone? From the stories I could wrangle from Lupin, he fucked everything that moved at this age. Forgive me if this sounds a bit strange but WHY WONT HE FUCK ME?! Every time it starts to get particularly hot, he breaks away, winks and pulls me in to snuggle. Nothing against snuggling and all, but after two years of longing I don't know how much more of this I can take.
After a few minutes of pretending to read, I give up and pack my Charms book away and suggest a little break. Agreeing easily, Sirius, James, Remus and I all begin to walk towards the courtyard for a little fresh air.
Placing me firmly under his arm, Sirius kisses the top of my head and squeezes me gently. Holy Merlin, he smells good. Like wood fire smoke, cloves, a hint of Firewhiskey and some indefinable smell that is uniquely Sirius. Burrowing my nose further into his neck, I place a small kitteny lick on the exposed skin. Feeling a small shiver ripple through him, I do an internal victory dance. I have taken to using every and all opportunities to torture him into a frenzy…that he does nothing about. This is just so very frustrating.
Almost reaching the outside door, we are interrupted be a very nervous looking first year.
"Jamie Plack?" he asks, shaking slightly.
"Yeah. That's me" I answer, trying to put on a reassuring smile.
"Professor Dumbledore has asked to see you immediately" the kid says.
"Great, thanks" I reply, feeling a heave weight settle firmly in my stomach.
The kid scurries away, looking relieved to leave. Sirius is frowning down at me with confusion and I try to plaster a smile for him. I don't think it worked based on the further furrowing of his brow at my expression.
"Guess I'll catch up with you guys in a bit" I say, hoping beyond hope that I would.
Remus nods, giving me a knowing look. James looks slightly put out that I could have orchestrated a prank and not told him but smiles and waves me off.
Detaching myself from Sirius, I make my way to the gargoyle guarding the Headmaster's office and it swings aside with no prompting. Allowing myself to wallow in the prospect of going home, I knock rather demurely on the office door.
"Come in" the Headmaster beckons. Gulping and mustering all the Gryffindor courage I can, I open the door and walk inside.
"Good afternoon, Harry. Would you care for some tea?" he greets.
"No thank you Sir. I was told you wanted to see me?" I reply rather stiffly.
"Yes yes! Do sit down. I hear you are settling in nicely, the incident with Mr. Pettigrew aside. I am very glad. Now, as I am sure you are anxious, I will get right down to it" he says pleasantly.
"Thank you Sir" I say, mustering a smile.
"We have found a way to send you back to the very moment that you left your time. I can send you back tonight if you wish" he explains with a twinkle.
My eyes widen comically. No! I don't wish! I haven't seen my dad shift into his Animagus form, I have barely spoken two words to my mother, I haven't made love to Sirius. I can't go. This isn't how its supposed be. Oh, god this is the worst thing Albus Dumbledore has ever said to me.
"Its alright, dear boy. Calm down. We don't have to do anything tonight. It can be easily put off awhile. Perhaps tomorrow" he says, attempting to soothe my obvious distress.
"Sir, its not that I'm not grateful for all the work you put into finding a way back to my time, but I…" I try through the immediate narrowing of my throat.
"But you aren't ready to leave?" he finishes for me.
"Yes" I answer.
"Well I really do feel that you should leave as soon as possible, though I am willing to postpone your departure for…lets say a week. I really must insist on this, Harry" he says sternly.
A week. That's all the time I have left. Oh Merlin, I think I'm going to faint.
"Yes sir" I manage, throat still narrowed and tears starting to collect.
"Good. I will see you here in a week. I think for now I may encourage you to do what you deem worthy with the time you have left here. I have decided to erase the memories of your presence, so no one will know you were here except me" he says, using his same stern 'no nonsense' tone.
"Of course, Sir. I will trust your judgment on this" I say meekly.
"Excellent, you are free to go" he says, eyes twinkling.
"Thank you, Sir" I choke out, turning and fleeing the room fairly quickly.
No one will know. No one will remember that I was here, Sirius will not remember me. Oh, god. Letting the tears fall, I wander towards the library without thinking about where I should be going.
How can this be happening?
"Are you alright?" I hear from my right.
Swiveling my head, I see a girl with dark red hair, pale skin and my breath leaves me in a soft sob.
"Oh, you poor thing! What happened? Is it Black? Did he hurt you? Oh, just you wait until I'm through with him!" She says fiercely, putting her hand on my back and rubbing soothing circles.
"No, no its not Sirius. I'm just…" I try trough the increased tear flow. Oh, mom. She is hugging me, comforting me. How many times in my life have I wished so desperately for this? When Dudley or Uncle Vernon were being extra nasty or the children at school were picking on me or when Aunt Petunia sent me to my closet without supper I would pray so hard for my mother to come and hug me. To wipe my tears and tell me everything will be alright. Mom, how I missed you.
"Crying your eyes out, that's what! Whatever it is, it can't be that bad! It will be alright, I promise" she says, clutching me tighter to her.
"No it won't" I say softly, arms hanging at my sides. I take in a great breath, letting the sent of fresh flowers and mint wash though me.
"Tell me. Maybe I can help" she suggests.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you" I say, a wry smile fluttering across my face.
"Try me, Jamie. I might surprise you" she says, rubbing the circles on my back again.
And so I did. I told her that I'm from the future and that my parents are dead but they are so very alive here and now I have to go back.
"That's not what I expected at all" she says, pulling back to look me in the eyes. She stops, looking at me with a look of dawning knowledge on her face making me tremble.
"I…" I try, but no words escape. She looks through me, cutting into me with her gaze and I just know that she is very aware just who's son I am. Pulling me back to her, she starts to rock ever so slightly.
"Its alright, sweetie. I am so sorry. It will be ok, you can get through it. I know you can" she says, brushing her fingers through my hair. My lower lip trembles pathetically.
Letting me get my crying out, we finally break apart and my own eyes stare back at me with a look of awe and love.
"Please tell me I had a better imagination than to name you Jamie" she intones, eyes sparkling.
"You didn't name me Jamie" I say, a huge smile breaking across my face.
"Good. No go on and spend some time with your man. I will see you at dinner" she says, smiling sweetly.
"Thank you" I breathe, looking at her, trying to memorize every inch of her.
"Your welcome" she replies, still smiling.
Getting myself together, I walk to Gryffindor Tower hoping that the other boys have returned by now so I don't have to hunt them down.
Stepping through the portrait door and into the common room, I glance to the chairs by the fireplace to see Sirius sitting alone on the couch. Looking around him, there is no other person in sight.
"Want to know something weird?" he asks, reminding me of that day in the dorms when he asked me to be with him.
"Sure" I say as I settle next to him on the couch.
"I never did feel right calling you Jamie. Somehow I always thought that it just didn't fit you. Now I know why" he intones, looking straight ahead. Oh god, could this day get much worse.
"What do you mean?" I ask, turning my body fully to look at him.
"I mean that Remus told me that you're from the future and the only realistic reason Dumbledore would summon for you would be to tell you he can send you home. He must have let you come and say goodbye" he finally looks at me and there is a deep sadness lurking in his molten eyes.
I just stare at him dumbly, blinking slowly.
"Harry, just get it over with" he says bleakly.
Harry. He just called me Harry. The joy of this is tampered by Sirius' look of utter defeat that reminds me so much of his face as he fell though the veil that I suck in a shaking breath.
"Sirius, I have a week left. I don't have to go right now" I answer with a pleading edge.
"That's supposed to make me feel better, is it? Somehow make it less of a blow? A week, yes that is most certainly enough to build a life on" he snarks, lips pinching in anger.
"Look, Sirius, I don't…I know its not much and if you want to stop things right here I would understand but…" I try to keep my voice from shaking, try to keep my eyes locked on him but it is so very hard.
"Is that what you want, Harry?" he asks, face softening in my obvious distress.
"NO! Merlin, Sirius, you cant understand how much I…" I start but he interrupts me.
"Make me understand. You knew from the moment you met us that you would leave. Why…?" he ask, voice and eyes pleading with him for some kind of answer.
"I needed…" I try again but I just cant push the words, the feeling out of myself.
"Tell me what you needed, Harry" he says simply.
"You" I answer after some time.
He rakes a breath past his teeth, making a slight hissing sound.
"You have me" he breathes.
"You mean you still…" I fight out.
"I still if you still" he says with a smile. And I can't control myself anymore so I fling myself in his arms violently causing us both to go toppling back onto the couch.
"Guess that means yes" he says with a smile. All I can do is nod frantically.
"Good. Well we will just have to make the most of the time we still have, yeah?" he whispers into my ear. I glance up at him though my lashes at catch the obvious heat pooling in the blue of his eyes.
"Yes, I suppose we will" I say with surprising steadiness.
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A/N: Thanks to everyone who has reviewed. I love hearing from everyone, so PLEASE keep them coming!! Just a forewarning, the next chapter will contain lemony goodness, so I will be sure to put a warning pre and post lemon. So, I should have that out tonight. See you soon.
Oceans of love,
~Kitty