AN: I know, I know, I'm a horrible person. :is ashamed: I know this is the last thing you want to hear but I just had a lot of really bad shite going down in my life and I've been uber busy trying to get myself back together. I'm terribly sorry for the wait on ALL of my stories, loves and I'm working to update all of them presently. I hope I haven't lost any of my readers! Please review so I know I'm still loved... or so you can properly chastise me.

Eclipse

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When Remus awoke a few days later he was stiff and, as always, the throbs in his head were accompanied by pangs in his stomach but he was as well as could be expected. He stretched, only wincing slightly and rose. As he opened his door he heard voices and went towards a room with the door open a crack. He peered in, not making a sound, and saw Draco lying in a bed looking pale but adamant as Harry paced back and forth. Both boys had their backs towards Remus so neither saw him as he carefully opened the door a bit more.

"Harry, you can't avoid telling them forever." Harry's frown was the Slytherin's only answer. "Really, this is getting ridiculous. You won't even talk to me in front of them. What are you so afraid will happen?"

"Dray, you saw how they acted when they thought we were friends. How the hell am I supposed to tell them we're dating! Sirius'll disown me! Or disown me and then murder me." The Gryffindor sat down heavily on the bed, his head in hands looking utterly defeated.

"I just can't tell them, Dray. I just can't." The blond sat up and put his head on Harry's shoulder, taking his hand.

"They're your family, as you've said plenty of times and I strongly doubt that they'd disown you. They love you, all of them. Now, some of them, like Black may be hard to convince but they'll come 'round in the end. They can't just hate you forever, not if they really care about you." Harry didn't say anything, just sat there with his head in his hands, unmoving. Draco began to massage the boy's shoulder's lightly.

"Look, Harry, I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I know you feel the same. What are you going to do after schools out and we move into that little flat we bought together? Are you going to lie to them and say you're still with those muggles? You have to tell them. We'll get through whatever the outcome is. As sappy as this sounds...we'll get through it together."

"I love you too, I really do... it's just, why does this have to be so damn difficult!"

"If Weasley and I can get over our hatred of each other enough to have slightly civil conversations I'm sure the others will be able to accept us. It took Weasley and Granger awhile, remember? Soon, though they realized how deeply we cared for each other and just supported us."

"I'm scared Dray. Sirius and Remus and even Mr. and Mrs. Weasley are the only parents I've ever known. I can't loose them, now that I have them. It'll kill me." Draco removed his hands from Harry's shoulder's and brought the boy's head up to face him. He brought their lips together for a passionate kiss that made Remus feel slightly uncomfortable.

"You won't loose them. I can promise you that. You just have to keep at them until they realize we're serious and this isn't some sort of puppy love." Harry moaned.

"They don't even know I'm gay!" Draco kissed him again.

"Shush, it'll be fine. Besides, I won't name any names but there are certain adults in this house who would be very hypocritical if they were homophobic." Outside, Remus drew a sharp intake of breath. How could he know?

"What!"

"I'm just saying, there are two people in this household that love each other very, very much judging from all the little looks they give each other and what not and they happen to both be male."

"Who? How do you know?"

"I'm not going to say who because I don't believe they've 'come out' so to speak but it's obvious. The way when they talk about each other their eyes light up, the little touches when they think no one is looking and the lovingglances they throw each other from across the room. It's almost disgusting really, all lovey-dovey." Draco rolled his eyes but Harry smiled.

"I love you," he whispered.

"Damn straight. I'm utterly gorgeous, how could you not?" Draco replied, flipping his hair. Harry laughed but then frowned slightly.

"Not so gorgeous at the moment." Draco too, frowned. "Are you feeling any better? You're still really pale and your eyes are all sunken in."

"I'll be alright but it will take time. It took a lot out of me, getting those girls out. I had jinxes and hexes and curses spelled at me and the punching and the apparating! Gods, the apparating. Never, EVER do multiple person apparition. That was bloody painful that was."

"I guess, you did do a number on yourself didn't you? Drained all your magic and bodily strength." Draco pouted.

"You make me sound like a six year old child that's just caught flu or gotten in a fight." Harry laughed again, how happy hearing Harry laugh made Remus! Harry rose and after kissing the blond on the forehead lightly made to leave. Remus' eyes went wide and he dashed as fast as he could back to his rooms.

He opened the door quickly and closed it with a soft "click". Sighing, he leaned heavily against it. There was a shuffle of movement out of the corner of his eye and Remus looked over to see Sirius pacing, the man was so lost in what he was doing and muttering to himself he hadn't seen Remus return. The were coughed lightly and was rewarded with Sirius stopping so abruptly he almost fell over.

"There you are!" The animagus rushed over and wrapped his arms around his lover's waist. Remus rested his head on Sirius' shoulder.

"I'm sorry, have you been waiting long?" Remus could feel his lover shake his mangy head.

"No, I've only been here about- oh, it couldn't have been more than ten minutes but I was worried so I guess it seemed longer."

"Why, pray tell, were you so worried?"

"I don't know." The man sighed. "I mean, you're getting worse. Everyone's getting tense. The entire house is full of wounded people and people planning this and that and...everything's just so different. Harry's not speaking to me either because of my reaction to him bringing in Malfoy. I'm more worried about everything then usual." He sighed again and allowed Remus to lead him to the bed so they could both lay down. Remus draped himself over Sirius' chest, biting his lip.

"What is it Remy?"

"Padfoot, we need to talk." Sirius frowned, Remus didn't usually revert to his nickname unless it was something serious or he thought the man needed comforting. The ex-convict made to get up so he could look his lover in the eyes but the were held him all the more tightly so he couldn't move.

"Remus-what?"

"I'm anticipating having to restrain you when I tell you what it is I have to say." Sirius' rolled his eyes.

"Come on, I think I have a little more self restraint then that!"

"Look," Remus continued as if Sirius hadn't spoken. "I've found out something and you're not going to like it. In fact, you're REALLY not going to like it. I want you to promise me that you'll let me finish before you go running off to behead people and that you won't interrupt." His lover nodded.

"Firstly, I know you don't like Draco Malfoy but I want you to try to be civil to him. It's more important then you know. He and Harry care for each other very deeply. The relationship they have is very strong and should you try to separate them you'll only push Harry away. I don't want that and neither do you so for all our sakes you must try not to hate Draco."

"The way you're talking it's almost as if you think they're lovers or some-," Remus silenced him by placing a finger over his lips.

"You promised not to interrupt." The were took a deep breath before continuing. "I overheard the two of them talking just now. The reason it seems as if I think they're lovers is because they are. Siri, they're dating. I don't know how long it's been going but they're in love." For almost a full minute Sirius stared at Remus, his mouth lopsided and eyes wide as comprehension sunk in. Without warning Sirius' eyes closed to slits and he began struggling madly to get up.

"LET ME GO! I'LL KILL THEM! I'LL KILL THEM BOTH!" Remus scowled and used what was left of his dwindling lupine strength to clamp down, almost painfully on the man under him. He shook the animagus roughly.

"Sirius, snap out of it. I'm not letting you up until you stop acting like you've just contracted rabies!" The man stilled but continued to growl and cast his lover murderous looks.

"Now, I know this is a shock. Obviously, we didn't even know Harry was gay. However, when I was listening to these two and watching them, Sirius, they love each other so much. They remind me a lot of how we used to be at Hogwarts. They're just as scared to reveal themselves as we were, at least Harry is. Just as unsure of what will happen and wether they want to risk the chances. With Draco, Harry is truly happy. How long as it been since you've heard him laugh or smile because he was happy? He'll pretend of course and he'll even manage a heartfelt chuckle when he thinks it will make someone else feel better but how long as it been since you've seen him happy for him? Try to understand Padfoot, I was only watching them for about fifteen minutes but in that time Harry showed more genuine joy than he was in months. I've come to the conclusion that for some reason or another that snarky blond completes Harry. And for even more unfathomable reasons Harry, as Gryffindor as he his, completes Draco." Sirius' frown was looking less and less sure of itself but he opened his mouth to object anyway.

"But-,"

"No buts. Remember what Hermione told you? She and Ron knew about their relationship and didn't trust Harry's judgment. However, she said they had seen the error of their ways. Remember? She gave Draco veriteserum and everything." Sirius' only reply was to let out a strangled moan. A small smile graced the werewolf's features, he recognized defeat when he saw it.

"If it makes you feel any better about Draco's character," Remus began. "He's figured out we're in a relationship. Harry tried to get him to reveal us but Draco said he wouldn't because we hadn't 'come out' yet. You have to admit, that was pretty good of him. He could have told Harry...hell, he could have told Severus!" A vein in Sirius' temple was twitching. Remus leaned over his lover, loosening his grip slightly and gently licked the man's temple.

"You just have to try and realize that Harry needs this. The sooner he know's you'll support him the better off he'll be. He's so terrified of telling everyone he's going to make himself ill! He desperately needs to know that you, his godfather, will stand by him. Honestly, I'm not sure he's ever needed someone's acceptance before. Just like you used to feel. What was it you used to tell me? 'I need James and Peter to accept us. I need it so badly-, "

"I need it so badly I can feel it in my very soul. As if the fact that they haven't accepted yet is like a dark cloud poisoning all of the sunny days and making me want to die when it rains." The man sat up gingerly, Remus' hands still holding his wrist.

"I remember," he whispered. Abruptly he stood, almost dragging Remus off the bed on his stomach as the were's instincts caused him to only grip Sirius' wrist tighter. The black haired man looked down at his gracelessly sprawled lover.

"Let me go, I'm going to go talk to Harry." Remus complied but not before looking up at his love surreptitiously.

"You'll be nice won't you? I don't want to find out you've somehow managed to make the situation worse then it already is. He needs your understanding and caring, this isn't one of those situations where 'tough love' would be a good idea."

"Alright, alright I'll try."

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When Sirius finally found Harry the boy was in the library with Hermione, Ron, Xander, Willow, and many others, all with their heads burrowed in books. They all looked up when the door slammed open, Sirius couldn't help it if he was angry. He had said he would try, he was trying. If it had been up to him he would have ripped the door off of it's hinges.

"Sirius, mate, what's the mat-," Ron was cut off by Sirius' furious growl.

"Why didn't you tell me!" For a minute Ron froze before he realized that Sirius wasn't looking at him but past him, to Harry. Harry seemed to realize this at exactly the same moment because he rose and walked towards his godfather hesitantly.

"Sirius, what are you talking about?"

"I could understand you not wanting to tell me about Malfoy but you couldn't even trust me enough to tell me you're gay!" Harry's eyes went wide and he fell back a step, glaring at Ron and Hermione who both frantically gestured that they hadn't blabbed.

"How-,"

"Remus overheard you talking to Malfoy. Seems you have a lovely little relationship set up, eh?" All the color drained from Harry's face. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS? ARE YOU INSANE! HE IS A DEATH EATER!" Harry's face was now getting flushed from rage but before he could respond there was a soft cough from the door. Sirius whirled to face none other then the blond himself.

"And if I wasn't Black? Then what? How far would you be to helping your dear wolf? How many more lives would be dead? If I wasn't a deatheater then Lupin would be on his way to death's row and you would have absolutely no idea how to stop it or who was behind it. You should be thanking me, not yelling at Harry for realizing YOUR mistakes and trying to remedy them. How dare you judge Harry! Just because you're too stubborn to see that not every snake in the den is the same doesn't mean he is." For a minute Sirius just glared but then he faced Harry again, gesturing at Malfoy.

"THAT! You would choose THAT! He's a pureblood, groomed from birth to be a deatheater and all he's going to do is sell you out!" Harry took a threatening step forward.

"He. Will. Not. Betray. Me." His voice was low yet lethal, it seemed both the other trio members and Draco recognized this tone because they shared looks of worry and in Ron and Hermione's case fear for Sirius' well being.

"No, I guess you're right. He won't." Sirius laughed without mirth. "After all you're just going to go become a Slytherin like him, right? After all the people that sacrificed their lives for you you're just going to give yourself to the very person who's hurting Remus. You'd basically spit in all their faces and say their lives meant nothing." Sirius seemed to have struck a cord. Tears spilled from Harry's emerald eyes.

"I LOVE HIM!" With that, Harry ran from the room, Draco following him. Hermione and Ron both rose, Ron immediately following the blond. Hermione however, stood in front of Sirius before slapping him smartly in the face. He held his cheek in disbelief.

"We TOLD you Malfoy was fine. How could you be so narrow minded? They love each other you-you-you-IDIOT. He's been so worried about telling you or Remus for AGES now because he wasn't sure how you would react. He had just decided that you were his godfather and would love him no matter what when you do THIS!" Sirius glared at her.

"You don't understand!" Hermione's eyes narrowed.

"No? Let me tell you what I don't understand then. The only reason you're so angry at Harry loving a Slytherin like Malfoy is because of his family. You grew up in a hateful, pureblood family and you still harbor many wounds and scars from that. You're using Malfoy as an excuse to have an embodiment for all the resentment and hurt you still feel. You don't care that Malfoys a deatheater, only that he's a pureblood. In your heart of hearts you know he won't betray Harry and that you're just using that as an excuse. If you spent even TEN minutes with them together you'd see that they love each other more than anything and that Malfoy would NEVER do anything to hurt Harry. You've very possibly just lost the only person you'd call a son. Ask yourself, can you really live with yourself knowing it was because of your own vendettas? Can you really live the rest of your life knowing you'll never be a part of Harry's future again? Not see him graduate? Not see him off to his first job? Not be present at his wedding? Think about that and then tell me wether I've got it wrong and don't understand." She brushed past Sirius as the man stood, mouth hanging open, rooted to the spot.