FOR: Shyloh1234
Fandom: Harry Potter
Prompt: Harry/Sirius, ?
A/N: So, I got a prompt (not this one) and it actually gave me writer's block! I'm so sorry I've taken so long! I finally got to talk to FC and we discussed the prompt but I just couldn't write it today so I picked another one and this is what I got. I hope you're all still with me! Thanks for being patient!
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The adults at Grimmauld Place were torn between frowning and grimacing as the sound of the ones labeled the 'Golden Trio' started to argue once again.
"They've been doing that an awful lot," Mr. Arthur Weasley grimaced as the sounds of a pair of feet stomping across the hall reached their ears.
"They're going to wake…" Mrs. Molly Weasley groaned as she realized she was too late. She sighed as her husband, Remus 'Moony' Lupin and the home's owner dashed to the hallway, "Mrs. Black."
"Someone should go up there," Remus murmured giving his friend Sirius 'Padfoot' Black a pointed look, "Make sure they haven't killed one another."
Mr. Weasley shook his head, "I'm sure they're alive but I'll go up and make sure they remember to keep it down."
"I'll go up with you Arthur," Sirius volunteered after his friend elbowed him in the side. "Might as well see what Harry's done to piss the lot off now."
Remus gave his friend another look at the language. Mr. Weasley just chuckled and shook his head; having seven children he'd heard it all by now.
When the two adults made it upstairs, to where the younger people where they were met with an eerie silence.
"Do you reckon Remus was right?" Sirius asked the older wizard who gave him an amused look.
"One way to find out," Mr. Weasley answered, leading the way to the room that Hermione Granger was sharing with his daughter Ginny. Upon opening the door they were met with the sound of sobs coming from Hermione, an irate Ginny sitting beside her, patting her back in a comforting manner.
"What happened?" Mr. Weasley demanded, "Is someone hurt?"
"Only Harry when I get to him," His son Ron, who had been pacing by the window answered, his face red with anger.
"What happened?" Mr. Weasley demanded again.
"I don't really know," Ginny answered for the trio, "We were talking and then Harry got mad and snapped at Ron. Hermione tried to calm him down but…Harry said some things and Hermione fled, crying. Ron and Harry started yelling at each other…"
"Gin, got me out of the room," Ron finished for his sister, "We didn't mean to wake up Mrs. Black, dad; sorry."
Mr. Weasley waved his son's apologizes aside, "I'll have Molly bring up some tea. Ron, why don't you come with me. Sirius…"
"I'll talk with Harry," Sirius put in with a frown. He lowered his voice so that only the older wizard could hear him as he admitted, "I'm not sure what I should say or do."
"I can't tell you what to do Sirius," Mr. Weasley spoke lowly back, "however, if it were one of my children, I would have them upended over my lap for a sound spanking."
Sirius blinked, not knowing how to respond. Thankfully, he didn't have to as the older man ushered him and Ron out of the bedroom. Mr. Weasley gave Sirius a little push towards his godson's room as they passed.
Sirius knocked but entered without waiting for permission. He was greeted with a destroyed room and whatever doubts he had about Mr. Weasley's advice let his mind. He shut and locked the door before putting up a silencing spell; he was going to be awhile.
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Sirius wasn't holding back on the swats he aimed at his godson's backside. He, more than anyone, knew the dangers of letting ones temper control ones actions.
"I know you're having a rough go at it," Sirius reprimanded, "But that gives you no right to take it out on your friends. They care about you."
"Sirius," Harry James Potter yelped, surprised at his godfather's actions, "Stop! Siri, I won't fight with them anymore!"
"I don't care if you and your friends fight," Sirius continued, "But the throwing things, yelling, and being rude to everyone stops now. I won't let you get away with it anymore."
"I got it," Harry pleaded, tears falling down his face.
"You will control your temper," Sirius demanded, landing swats on Harry's sit spot, "And you will apologize to everyone in the house for your poor actions. Do you understand me?"
"Y-yes," Harry cried, just wanting the spanking to be over and wondering how they had gotten there. One minute Sirius looked worried and the next angry. One minute Harry had been slowly cleaning up his room, that he'd rather torn apart and the next he was over his godfather's lap getting a bare bottom spanking. It just wasn't fair.
Feeling his godson's sobs, Sirius couldn't help but feel bad. Finishing the spanking with one last swat to the meatier part of the backside, Sirius pulled Harry up and into a warm embrace.
"It's ok cub," Sirius soothed, rocking his godson back and forth, "It's all over and alls forgive."
At his age, Harry, knew he should be embarrassed that he'd gotten a spanking and was now being rocked, but having never had that comfort before, he wasn't going to push it away.
He was forgiven and as he fell asleep he knew everything would be ok.
THE END
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WRITTEN FOR: 6/17/11
WRITTEN ON: 6/22/11
