Title: For Harry (10/?)
Author: Wickedwitch
Disclaimer: Not mine. If they were, Sirius and Remus would spend all the books completely naked.
Rating: pg-13
A/N: Thanks to msc 16 for the heads up on the Leaky Cauldron reference and to Sekhmet for telling me to check my spelling.
"Where is everybody?" It was Christmas Eve and Ron, Harry, Remus, and Sirius were entering the Great Hall for lunch. Normally, most students went home for the holidays, but this year practically everyone was gone. Hermione was sitting with the twins and Ginny, but otherwise no students were there.
Sirius shrugged, as they took their seats at the table. "In all honesty, Ron, I'm surprised to see this many. People don't know if this may be their last Christmas so they spend it with their families."
"Well, as far as I'm concerned, you guys are my family," Harry said firmly. "Between you, Remus and Ron's parents, who need those dumb Dursleys."
Hermione grinned at Harry and squeezed his hand. "Happy Christmas Eve to you too," she said.
Ginny leaned over as well. "Lucky the twins didn't hear you say that," she added, her eyes sparkling. "They would have had your throat for saying something so sweet about Mum and Dad."
The meal was fairly uneventful. Snape had come in for a moment, but turned and left immediately after seeing who was there. Afterwards, Ginny went with the twins to the Owelry to send their parents' present, a new silverware set, which had only arrived during breakfast. The fifth years started up the stairs, back to the common room. When they arrived in the boys' dormitory, as Hermione was carefully ignoring the school rules, Sirius was surprised to see a present already on the foot of his bed.
"What's this?" The other four shrugged, as Sirius sat down on the bed to study the present. It was flat, carefully wrapped in red and gold paper.
"It might be some sort of prank," Remus suggested.
Sirius shook his head at that. "I doubt it, but stand back when I open it anyways in case it is." He ripped off the wrapping paper to reveal about a half dozen sheets of paper. He skimmed through the first sheet and gasped.
"What are those?" Ron asked. Sirius did not respond and headed to the door, with the papers in hand. Harry, Ron, Remus, and Hermione followed, all very mystified at what Sirius' present was. They five went through nearly half of Hogwarts, talking a shortcut here and there.
"What if he doesn't want us following?" Harry whispered to Remus at one point.
"If he didn't want us following, he would have lost us by now." But still, even Remus looked puzzled.
"Are you sure?" asked Hermione. "I mean, if I didn't know better, I'd say he was going to see Professor McGonagall. Her office is this way."
Remus didn't stop walking, but looked at Hermione in shock. "That's it!" He looked completely stunned. "I know what those papers were!"
"What were they?" asked Harry. But they had just arrived at McGonagall's office, so Remus put a finger to his lips and didn't respond. As they quietly peered inside, an amazing sight welcomed them. McGonagall and Sirius were hugging; both were crying, as well.
"Oh, Remus," the professor said, after about a minute. "I didn't see Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger and yourself there."
"Quite all right Minerva," Remus replied softly. "Congratulations, to both of you."
Sirius looked and smiled at him. "Come here, Moony." And Sirius proceeded to hug Remus, too.
"You don't suppose Sirius is gonna marry McGonagall and is trying to let Remus down easy?" Ron whispered to Hermione and Harry.
"No I don't," she shot back. But wonder was clearly visible on all three of the real students' faces.
Finally after another minute of the three adults embracing, Hermione cleared her throat. "Excuse," she said, "but what on earth is happening here?"
Sirius and McGonagall looked at each other and smiled. "Harry," Sirius started uncertainly. "Did I ever tell you about how my mother died when I was very young?" Harry nodded. "Well, my father died when I was still a child as well. Killed by Voldemort. Anyhow, I was fifteen at the time, and I needed someone to take care of me. Minerva volunteered."
"She adored him," Remus added. "Much more so than any other student, including James, even though James was slightly better at Transfiguration. Favored him, too," he said with a smirk.
McGonagall snorted. "That worked out well. Imagine how I felt when the one student I had shown the least bit of preference to as a student went bad."
"Anyhow," Sirius said, a bit annoyed at being interrupted, but very happy nonetheless. "Every holiday I stayed with her. I loved it. She was like a mother to me. Well, later on the issue of adoption came up. It would only be a formality, but we both wanted it. The official papers were about to be delivered when Lily and James were murdered. And you know what happened after that. Never got to see the sequel to The Empire Strikes Back," he added with false bitterness.
"These papers," McGonagall said, "are the legal adoption papers."
The trio was silent, mostly from shock, "Wait a moment!" Ron said after a few seconds. "Does that mean that someday McGonagall is going to be Harry's grandmother?!?" McGonagall nodded.
They were silent again before a small smile appeared on Harry's face. "Well, if it means I have to do less work in Transfiguration, then I'm fine with it." Ron and Remus snorted, as Harry expected, but Sirius looked furious at his comment.
"Well, frankly Harry," Sirius said, "I was not asking whether you thought it was fine or not." It was one of the first times Harry had ever heard his godfather be, well, for lack of a better word, serious, and he did not know how to respond.
"I'm quite sorry Sirius," he replied eventually. "I was only kidding. I think it would be great." Sirius did not answer. "Please, Sirius," he begged. "I really am sorry."
McGonagall sighed, a bit exasperated. "Would you just forgive him, Sirius? It was obviously a joke, something you should be very familiar with." Sirius did not answer verbally, but went over to Harry to hug him instead.
"I'm sorry," Sirius whispered, as he kissed the top of Harry's head. "I just cannot stand the thought of you two not getting along. I completely overreacted." A snort came from Hermione, whose previous laughter was muffled by Remus' robes.
"What is it, Hermione?" Harry asked, a bit unnerved by his friend's display.
"Boys are so stupid." She grinned. "Act completely ridiculous around the people they love."
"Look who's talking," McGonagall murmured, just loud enough for Harry to hear. He turned in shock to his Transfiguration professor, who gave him a sly smile.
This won't be so bad, Harry decided. Not bad at all. He really was with his family.
A/N: Sorry for all the sap, but I was in too a good mood.
Author: Wickedwitch
Disclaimer: Not mine. If they were, Sirius and Remus would spend all the books completely naked.
Rating: pg-13
A/N: Thanks to msc 16 for the heads up on the Leaky Cauldron reference and to Sekhmet for telling me to check my spelling.
"Where is everybody?" It was Christmas Eve and Ron, Harry, Remus, and Sirius were entering the Great Hall for lunch. Normally, most students went home for the holidays, but this year practically everyone was gone. Hermione was sitting with the twins and Ginny, but otherwise no students were there.
Sirius shrugged, as they took their seats at the table. "In all honesty, Ron, I'm surprised to see this many. People don't know if this may be their last Christmas so they spend it with their families."
"Well, as far as I'm concerned, you guys are my family," Harry said firmly. "Between you, Remus and Ron's parents, who need those dumb Dursleys."
Hermione grinned at Harry and squeezed his hand. "Happy Christmas Eve to you too," she said.
Ginny leaned over as well. "Lucky the twins didn't hear you say that," she added, her eyes sparkling. "They would have had your throat for saying something so sweet about Mum and Dad."
The meal was fairly uneventful. Snape had come in for a moment, but turned and left immediately after seeing who was there. Afterwards, Ginny went with the twins to the Owelry to send their parents' present, a new silverware set, which had only arrived during breakfast. The fifth years started up the stairs, back to the common room. When they arrived in the boys' dormitory, as Hermione was carefully ignoring the school rules, Sirius was surprised to see a present already on the foot of his bed.
"What's this?" The other four shrugged, as Sirius sat down on the bed to study the present. It was flat, carefully wrapped in red and gold paper.
"It might be some sort of prank," Remus suggested.
Sirius shook his head at that. "I doubt it, but stand back when I open it anyways in case it is." He ripped off the wrapping paper to reveal about a half dozen sheets of paper. He skimmed through the first sheet and gasped.
"What are those?" Ron asked. Sirius did not respond and headed to the door, with the papers in hand. Harry, Ron, Remus, and Hermione followed, all very mystified at what Sirius' present was. They five went through nearly half of Hogwarts, talking a shortcut here and there.
"What if he doesn't want us following?" Harry whispered to Remus at one point.
"If he didn't want us following, he would have lost us by now." But still, even Remus looked puzzled.
"Are you sure?" asked Hermione. "I mean, if I didn't know better, I'd say he was going to see Professor McGonagall. Her office is this way."
Remus didn't stop walking, but looked at Hermione in shock. "That's it!" He looked completely stunned. "I know what those papers were!"
"What were they?" asked Harry. But they had just arrived at McGonagall's office, so Remus put a finger to his lips and didn't respond. As they quietly peered inside, an amazing sight welcomed them. McGonagall and Sirius were hugging; both were crying, as well.
"Oh, Remus," the professor said, after about a minute. "I didn't see Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger and yourself there."
"Quite all right Minerva," Remus replied softly. "Congratulations, to both of you."
Sirius looked and smiled at him. "Come here, Moony." And Sirius proceeded to hug Remus, too.
"You don't suppose Sirius is gonna marry McGonagall and is trying to let Remus down easy?" Ron whispered to Hermione and Harry.
"No I don't," she shot back. But wonder was clearly visible on all three of the real students' faces.
Finally after another minute of the three adults embracing, Hermione cleared her throat. "Excuse," she said, "but what on earth is happening here?"
Sirius and McGonagall looked at each other and smiled. "Harry," Sirius started uncertainly. "Did I ever tell you about how my mother died when I was very young?" Harry nodded. "Well, my father died when I was still a child as well. Killed by Voldemort. Anyhow, I was fifteen at the time, and I needed someone to take care of me. Minerva volunteered."
"She adored him," Remus added. "Much more so than any other student, including James, even though James was slightly better at Transfiguration. Favored him, too," he said with a smirk.
McGonagall snorted. "That worked out well. Imagine how I felt when the one student I had shown the least bit of preference to as a student went bad."
"Anyhow," Sirius said, a bit annoyed at being interrupted, but very happy nonetheless. "Every holiday I stayed with her. I loved it. She was like a mother to me. Well, later on the issue of adoption came up. It would only be a formality, but we both wanted it. The official papers were about to be delivered when Lily and James were murdered. And you know what happened after that. Never got to see the sequel to The Empire Strikes Back," he added with false bitterness.
"These papers," McGonagall said, "are the legal adoption papers."
The trio was silent, mostly from shock, "Wait a moment!" Ron said after a few seconds. "Does that mean that someday McGonagall is going to be Harry's grandmother?!?" McGonagall nodded.
They were silent again before a small smile appeared on Harry's face. "Well, if it means I have to do less work in Transfiguration, then I'm fine with it." Ron and Remus snorted, as Harry expected, but Sirius looked furious at his comment.
"Well, frankly Harry," Sirius said, "I was not asking whether you thought it was fine or not." It was one of the first times Harry had ever heard his godfather be, well, for lack of a better word, serious, and he did not know how to respond.
"I'm quite sorry Sirius," he replied eventually. "I was only kidding. I think it would be great." Sirius did not answer. "Please, Sirius," he begged. "I really am sorry."
McGonagall sighed, a bit exasperated. "Would you just forgive him, Sirius? It was obviously a joke, something you should be very familiar with." Sirius did not answer verbally, but went over to Harry to hug him instead.
"I'm sorry," Sirius whispered, as he kissed the top of Harry's head. "I just cannot stand the thought of you two not getting along. I completely overreacted." A snort came from Hermione, whose previous laughter was muffled by Remus' robes.
"What is it, Hermione?" Harry asked, a bit unnerved by his friend's display.
"Boys are so stupid." She grinned. "Act completely ridiculous around the people they love."
"Look who's talking," McGonagall murmured, just loud enough for Harry to hear. He turned in shock to his Transfiguration professor, who gave him a sly smile.
This won't be so bad, Harry decided. Not bad at all. He really was with his family.
A/N: Sorry for all the sap, but I was in too a good mood.
