What, can't you guess? Yes, that's right. Edited.

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Parental Rights

When Harry next woke, he felt warm, happy, and safe. He sighed in contentment and snuggled into the warmth surrounding him. It was only when he heard his pillow talk that he realized that he was laying on top of his godfather.

"Harry, you awake? I'm… Harry, I can't feel some very detrimental parts of me…" Sirius shifted and laughed when he felt Harry snuggle up against him.
"Harry, it pleases me to no end that I make a good pillow, but I really would like to feel my legs again…"

Harry blushed and rolled onto his back, letting Sirius stretch his aching muscles.
"Sorry 'bout that" he said smiling up at Sirius, who at the moment seemed to be trying to rub the 'pins and needles' from him legs.

"No problem Harry," Sirius muttered, "I don't need my legs anyways."

At that point a brisk tapping issued from the windowpane, "Hedwig!" Harry said happily. He stood and let the Owl in through the now open window. Harry took the parchment from Hedwig's leg and the owl flew off, back out the window.

"Its from Ron" Harry stated to Sirius, and he read aloud.

'Dear Harry
My dad said that Snuffles is free, is he really, have you seen him yet? What have you been up to, you haven't written me at all, are you okay?
I asked my mom and she said that if you wanted you could come over for the day tomorrow! Hermione will be there and if you want to invite Lupin and Snuffles that'd be great. Write me back soon!

Ron

Harry contemplated his good luck over the last several hours, and laughed in glee, nothing could ruin this feeling.

"I'll just write him back and ask what time, k?" Harry turned for the first time back to Sirius, who had stood and was now looking at him with an odd expression.

"Absolutely not, it's out of the question."

Harry stared at Sirius in shock, "Huh? Why?"

Sirius raised an eyebrow at him as if to say 'are you seriously asking me why?'
"Because," Sirius said in a slow, dangerous tone, "one: you just got here last night, you have two broken or at the very least, bruised ribs, and bruises all over your face. You need to rest. Second you had a nightmare about Voldemort last night and last but not least because I 'said' so."

Harry gazed at his godfather with open hostility, "Your being unfair!" Harry stated in the same tone Sirius had used. "I'm fine, and I have nightmares all the time. I can't stop living just because I had a bad dream!"

Sirius shrugged, "So you say, but that still doesn't mean you're going anywhere." Harry glared at him.

"I don't get you, I've been living under your roof for all of two minutes and you're already bossing me around!" Harry said, his voice rising in anger.

Sirius gave him a look "watch your tone, and it's not up for discussion."

"Like hell" Harry boomed, shocking himself and his godfather. "I'm sor-" Harry tried to say, but was cut of by his livid Godfather.

"You're grounded!" Sirius spat angrily

"You can't ground me!"

"Oh yes I can, and I just did"

"What right do you have?"

"Your father gave me the right when he made me your godfather!"

"Well I didn't 'ask' for you to be my godfather! If my father was here he would let me-"

"Like hell he would, and I should know, I was his best friend! You don't even know him, how could you possibly know what he'd do!"

Sirius winced and berated himself 'Low blow' he though angrily.
Harry was visibly shaken; his face was full of fury.

"Well whose fault is that!"

Both stood stock still, mentally licking at their wounds.

"Fine." Harry said through clenched teeth as he turned and walked over to the window.

"Fine" Sirius gritted his teeth and walked out of his godson's room, slamming the door behind him.

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