Another Edited Chapter, incase you're wondering.
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I ummm, I really meant PITCH black, I swear… oh boy
People actually like this, wow, I mean, WOW
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Im glad you found it funny…
I do try….
I know, I know, 'shud-up'
Got ya
Story:
New Life
The rest of the trip from the Dursley's was uneventful, at best. Nobody said anything, and that was okay with Harry. The silence was comfortable, until now. Harry was now gazing silently at a small cozy house from his godfather's arms, whom still refused to let go.
"Is this your place Professor Lupin?" Harry asked, partly because he wanted to know, mostly because he wanted to end the uneasy silence.
Remus smiled at Harry gently and dodged the question.
"There's no need to call me professor, Harry. I'm just Remus or 'Moony' if you prefer."
Harry nodded at Remus but didn't reply, Remus? It would be like calling Snape 'Severus'. Okay so not quite, but still, it just felt odd.
"Actually Harry," Sirius spoke softly, "This is my home. I was going to tell you all this as soon as I had everything settled but now..." He paused unable to continue with that line of thought, "I'm free, Harry" He spoke so softly Harry knew that it was only to him he spoke.
"I'm a free man, and I would like...or love, or, you know?" Harry smiled indulgently. "If you'd like to stay here, with me I mean…" Sirius coughed, and Harry heard him swear lightly under his breath.
Harry smiled widely up at him and hugged him around his neck; he had never felt so loved, so happy, so warm, so wet… so wet?
Sirius sniffled against his godson's neck; happiness had him soaring higher than the clouds. He felt as if he was just going to float right off the ground. 'He said yes,' he inwardly yelled, 'he said yes! Woo hoo!'
Harry smiled through his own tears, and turned startled by the voice behind them, there stood Remus Lupin, 'Awing' like there was no tomorrow. "I wish I had a camera," he cooed to Sirius and Harry's horror. "What is it the muggles say? Oh yes, 'a Kodak moment'!" Harry laughed and squirmed to get down, wiping tears from his face
gingerly, careful not to disturb the bruised flesh there.
Finally Harry stood on his own two feet looking up at Sirius's house, his house!
Harry, Sirius and Remus stood now at the house's door. Sirius smiled nervously and let them all in. Once inside Harry took in his surroundings, he was awed by the beautiful little house. It was definitely a wizard's house as it hadn't looked nearly so big on the outside.
The entrance of the house led to a staircase which took you to the second floor. There was a small, but lovely, living room, comfy, cozy sofas and chairs littered the room. There was an ancient looking wizarding chest set in one corner and a Muggle television in the other.
The next room they visited was a well-used kitchen; Harry sat cautiously at a small round table, careful of his injuries. Sirius knelt in front of him "You okay Harry?" he asked with concern, "Lets take a look at you, see what that son of a b-"
"Sirius!" Remus reprimanded sharply, and then he smiled at Harry.
"I'm really okay Sirius" Harry insisted, but ruined the effects by wincing sharply in a sudden flash of pain.
"None of that Harry" Sirius said gruffly, "I'm takin' a look whether you like it or not." He smiled to soften his words.
"I have to make sure okay?"
Harry nodded solemnly and let Sirius lift his t-shirt. Sirius froze in shock at the boot sized marks, there
were multiple places where the skin had split and left bloodied gashes, and he felt sure that at least one of his ribs
would need mending in the morning.
Sirius growled in outrage, and then he swore in a blinding array of the foulest muggle and wizarding words he knew. He looked into Harry's surprised face and gritted his teeth.
"Okay, are you?" he asked, then let his head hang in dismay. "By the Gods, Harry," he murmured, "I should have killed them muggles when I had the chance, or at least turned them all into toads!" There was a chocked sound behind them from Remus.
Remus handed a bowl of warm water and a cloth to Sirius. Gently he wiped at his godsons battered face. "I swear to you Harry," He murmured, "I'll never let something like this happen again. I'm so sorry." Harry nodded, feeling the now familiar burning in his eyes. "I'll look after you now; I'll keep you safe all I can." He stated.
"I'll kill anyone who tries to hurt you," he smiled wickedly "Or at least beat them good for trying"
Harry watched Sirius as he continued to clean his face; he wondered if this feeling was what it felt like to have a father. Harry smiled at the thought of Sirius taking that spot in his life. Not that he wanted to forget his real father, but in some ways, all James really was, was a name. Harry knew that no matter what, he would always love his father but he also knew then and there, that if his father were alive he would have wanted it to be Sirius that took the spot of 'dad' and there was nothing Harry wanted more.
Over looking all of this, was Moony, watching with a certain twinkle in his eyes that had been missing for some time. Seeing Harry and Sirius together like this, was a great thing. Sirius was in desperate need of meaning in his life, and Harry was in desperate need of a family life, people to love and support him.
He knew that it would be a bumpy ride, neither knew, (or remembered), what it was like to have a family. There would be a trial and error period, but he knew they'd do fine. If they stuck together nothing could stop them. 'Both of them, stubborn as mules they are' he thought.
"Say Harry" Remus suddenly called out "Have you by any chance ever tried frog's legs? No? Hmm, I think you'd like 'em…"
If you hadn't noticed yet () 'frogs' and 'toads' are going to be a running gag with moony.
Just for my amusement…
Next Chapter:
Nightmares: Harry wakes up terrified, but finds out that's what Padfoots are for.
