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Making Up is The Best Part

I own nothing except the plot. JK owns the characters the world and the words. Nuf said.
I've been gone a long time, (boooooooo) first I got major writers Block then I meant to spend all Saturday finishing this story off, but then early (5:00 am) Saturday morning my dog Bandit died, and I didn't much feel like writing. I had him for 11 years and I held him as he died, it's been very traumatic. But he was a good dog, and he left my life just like he came into it, with all my love, support and an incredible amount of annoyance on (I'm sure) both our parts…

I'm dedicating this chapter to him, cause I loved him with all of me, and I will miss him more then I thought it possible to miss someone.

To:
Bandit, Thief of Hearts
I'll always love you.

Oh, and I'm putting up a picture of him in my bio, go say hi… J

Sirius sat with his head in his hands, 'Damn Moony for leaving, damn him to hell!' He thought moodily. Sighing he brought his eyes level with the fireplace watching the flames burn brightly. His thoughts turned to the problems at hand. He had two choices, he could go talk to Harry and face the proverbial music, or he could run screaming from the house…

Sirius sighed again, this time more deeply; running wasn't his style, 'Though it could be,' he mused darkly. He stood and walked up the stairs to his godson's room, he felt as if he were walking into hell, doom and gloom followed him at his heels.

His shoulders slumped, Sirius gazed at the door that would lead him to Harry. The problem was that he didn't know how to confront 'him'
without making matters worse. There was no doubt that he, as Harry's godfather, had every right to put his foot down. But as Remus had said his and Harry's relationship was also one of friendship, and you didn't normally ground your friends.

He knew they had to find a healthy medium between their strengthening godfather-godson relationship and their deep bond of friendship. But he didn't know what that was.

Sirius stood glaring at Harry's bedroom door, he wasn't scared, really, he wasn't, or that's what he told himself, anyways. Harry loved him, Remus was right, this was going to be a synch, and all he had to do was open the door…

Harry, in his own room, was having the similar thoughts. He was sitting on the edge of his bed with his head in his hands, brooding about what to do about Sirius. "I have to go talk to him" he declared and stood.

While that was good, it was easier said then done. When all was said and done, Harry still had no experience with this type of family squabbles. Usually when his uncle got mad he'd just scream and yell until he was horse, then send Harry away. Not that he minded, of course.

But it was different with Sirius, where Vernon was concerned; he didn't much care what he thought. But he cared deeply about what his godfather thought of him.

Harry still carried the fear that Sirius wouldn't want him any longer, and if that were true, would Sirius send him back to the Dursleys? He felt he almost deserved them, after what he had said.

Harry stood at the door ready to face his godfather, ready to face his punishment and take some responsibility. It was a noble plan, one that had a fair bit of potential, if only the door hadn't connected with his head 'quite' so hard.

The first thing Harry heard as he came too was the pounding of his own head, and then he heard the distinct voice of Sirius Black…
Harry opened one eye and winced at the stabbing pain in his poorly treated skull.

"Harry! Oh god Harry, I, I, I, I hit you with the door!"

'So that's what that was.' Harry thought dizzily.
"I'm so, SO sorry Harry! I was coming to see you and, well, I got a little over zealous…"
Harry looked at his seemingly frantic godfather, "No kidding." Sirius ignored him.
"I wanted to apologize! I did! I was coming to… then I opened… and it hit…"

It could have been funny if only his godfather wasn't turning blue.
"Breath Sirius!"

Sirius took a gulp of air and flopped down beside Harry looking exhausted and quite a bit shocked. Harry groaned as leaned against Sirius. "Sirius? Do you think you can bruise a bruise, cause if you can, I think I did it." Sirius smirked "I don't know, but it sounds painful…"
"It is painful," Harry grimaced and continued, "Look this isn't the way I was going to do this, but I'm afraid that if I don't do it now I might be unconscious later." Harry took a long shuddering breath. "I'm really sorry about before. I had no right to say what I did and it was your call to make anyways." Harry hung his head "I'm sorry to be such a burden to you"

Sirius looked shocked for a moment then sighed, "We both screwed up, I shouldn't have said what I did, and I'm sorry. Sirius looked at Harry and smiled warily "We just need some ground rules, some middle ground. I know that it's not easy for you, but sometimes I will have to make judgment calls, ones that you won't like, even." Sirius smiled warmly "and you are not a burden."

Harry sighed and nodded standing on shaky legs; Sirius put a steadying arm around him. "This is all going to take getting used to, but I'm willing to try if you are." Sirius said leading Harry to his bed. Harry nodded and smiled warily at his godfather, and scrunched up his face as if think about it. "I don't know, I think you may be bad for my health." Sirius glared at his snickering godson, then his face cleared and he looked worried
again. "I called the healer, she should be here soon, then we can heal you up, and make sure nothings damaged permanently," Sirius smiled at Harry wickedly "you know, besides your head."

A few hours later, the healer had left and Harry was feeling almost totally better. He was still quite tender, but that was to be expected. Sirius, Harry, and Remus all sat around the kitchen table talking about things that had no real importance, but Harry was only too happy not to think about anything to serious anyways. Harry laughed when Sirius finished a tale about when the Marauders had locked Snape in the girl's bathroom one night, all night.

"I wish I could have seen that" Harry laughed. Remus smiled fondly at the memory then gave Harry a wicked smile. "I heard that you Ron and Hermione have made quite an impression, too, Harry. Why don't you fill us in on your first two years, since we missed them?" Harry froze and gulped rising his eyes to look at the two men, "You don't want to hear about that" he choked out, "Why don't you tell some more stories."

Sirius laughed and winked at Remus playfully "I think Harry's keeping a secret, huh Moony?" Sirius laughed and continued, "Not fair Harry! How 'bout this, you give me a list and I'll ask for one story, the rest you can keep to yourself, but I get to choose. Ok?" Harry sighed in defeat and began listing off the adventures he's had his first years.

"There was when Ron's brothers rescued me in a flying car" Remus raised an eyebrow. "And when we crashed into the Whomping Willow in the flying car" Sirius mouth dropped.
"Oh, and talking to the snake in Dueling Club" Remus looked startled.
"And the time we used Polyjuice Potion to get into the Slytherin Common room" Sirius paled. "There was the time every one thought I was the Slytherin Heir" Remus choked on his water. "And the whole Lockheart de-boning my arm thing." Sirius's eyes widened drastically.
"And when I fought the Basilisk in the 'Chamber of Secrets' and got the Gryffindor Sword." Remus fell out of his chair. Harry stopped and looked at Remus in shock.
"You did all that in 2 years!" Sirius bellowed in shock.
Harry shook his head and sighed, "That's just my second year…"
Sirius blinked and looked at Harry dazedly, then quirked an eyebrow
"You fought a what, in where?"

Remus shook his head, glancing at the dazed Animagus beside him.

"Have you ever considered home schooling?"

Next Chapter: Love is thicker then blood: Harry slips and calls Sirius dad and Harry and Sirius realizes that it's the love a family shares that makes it a family, not blood.
Last chapter in this story (I think), there may be a sequel.

I'm thinking of doing a HP crossover with Buffy, it's been done, but not the way I want to do it. grin When (and if) I get around to putting it up it will be on the BTVS crossovers list, not here (I think). Tell me if you're interested. Also if you hate the idea, that's okay, I'm going to write it anyways, just for me… : )