Chapter 11: I dunno.still feeling too stupid to think up a proper
title.ack.
A/N: Sorry about the last chapter, you guys. Anyway here's the REAL one. This chapter's dedicated to all of those that threatened me through email and review to severely hurt me if Sirius wasn't okay with Harry and Draco. Read and be relieved, my dear friends!!!!!!!
Draco and Harry walked carefully into the living room with Ron and Hermione following them.
"Sirius! What are you waiting for?" Harry called. "Come on in!"
"I'd like to, but the door's protected by a password or something," Sirius replied from the opposite side of the door.
"Oh, yeah," Harry muttered, smacking his forehead. He moved to repeat the motion. Draco saw him and caught his hand, smiling knowingly. Hermione took Harry's arm and led him over to the couch as Draco retreated to a nearby corner and Ron walked over to open the door. Sirius' rugged face appeared in the doorframe, looking anxious as soon as he saw his godson.
"Harry! How are you? What happened? Hi, Hermione. Hi, Ron. Hi-whoa!" Sirius finally noticed Draco standing in the corner, trying to disappear. He whipped out his wand and menacingly advanced on Draco.
"Sirius?! What the hell d'you think you're doing?" Harry cried, struggling to get over to Sirius.
"Harry, that would be Lucius Malfoy's son!" Sirius responded in a steady voice, his sunken eyes boring into Draco's grey ones.
"I know," Harry told him quietly. Sirius paused and dropped his arm.
"...Heh?"
"Sit down, Sirius," Harry instructed, his tone still softly. The older man looked at him and the others warily before doing as his godson said.
"Sirius, I have something I need to tell you."
"Keep going."
"Okay. Sirius, I'm gay" Sirius' eyes widened in surprise, but other than that, Harry received no reaction "and I'm dating Draco." This time, Sirius' mouth fell open. After a moment of stunned silence, Hermione reached over and pushed Sirius' jaw up, closing his mouth. This seemed to break the tension as everyone in the room started giggling. Harry motioned to Draco, who promptly hurried over and sat down next to his boyfriend. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry and pulled him close.
"We love each other," Harry explained plainly.
"Okay," he replied, sitting back. "As long as it's what you want and you're happy."
Harry smiled.
"It is, and I'm very happy," he told his godfather, glancing back at Draco, who lightly kissed his forehead. Sirius' eyes took a softer, knowing look.
"You mean, you're not angry?" Draco asked in surprise.
"No," Sirius replied in the same tone. "Should I be?"
"No!" both Harry and Draco cried. Suddenly, there was a small 'pop' and Dobby appeared in their rooms.
"Begging your pardon, Harry Potter, sir, but Professor Dumbledore is wanting to be seeing Mister Sirius Black, sir," the house elf announced, bowing low.
"Sure. Then, I guess I'll talk to you four later today," Sirius told them, waving goodbye as he followed Dobby. Hermione stood up, her eyes narrowed, and walked over in his footsteps to the closed door. Ron, Harry, and Draco exchanged confused looks. After a moment, the brunette whirled around.
"Mione?" Harry asked worriedly. "Are you okay?"
"Something's different about him," she stated, completely ignoring the question. "No, not.different. What is it?" she pondered, ignoring also the three boys giving her strange looks. "Something's.familiar about him. That's it! And.oh.my.god."
"Hermione? Sweetheart? What's wrong?" Ron asked, cautiously walking over to his girlfriend and looking into her eyes.
"It can't be," Hermione murmured, still in her own little world. "But what if it is?" She seemed to snap out of her reverie when Ron shook her suddenly.
"Hermione! Are you feeling all right?" Harry asked, an alarmed look in his eye.
"Uh, yeah, sorry. Um.gotta go." Having said this she rushed out the door and raced down the hall in pursuit of Sirius. A little twinkling of knowledge crept into Ron's eyes; he gasped and made a beeline after Hermione.
"Something's up," Draco remarked after a moment.
"You think?" Harry asked wryly, yawning. Draco stuck his tongue out at Harry, who took the opportunity to kiss him full on the mouth, slipping his tongue into Draco's mouth. A few moments later, Draco reluctantly broke the kiss.
"That was a dirty trick."
"Oh, admit it. You didn't mind at all," Harry murmured teasingly, pressing feather-light kisses along Draco's neck.
"Okay, I didn't. But it was still a dirty trick," Draco replied, reveling in Harry's kisses. He swept Harry into his arms and set him down close to himself. They lay there, Draco softly stroking Harry's face and arms, and Harry breathing gently as he slowly fell asleep, his head and hand on Draco's chest.
~*~*~*~The next day~*~*~*~
"Harry? You and Mal-dammit, uh, you and Draco are decent, right?" Sirius called through the door from the hall. Draco opened one bleary eye and glanced down at his beautiful boyfriend. Harry's chest rose and fell with the peaceful breathing of sleep.
"Harry!" Sirius shouted again. Draco eased himself from underneath Harry and fled to the door, unlocking it and flinging it open.
"Be quiet, Harry's still asleep," Draco hissed, ushering Harry's godfather inside. "Have a seat." Sirius gave him a strange look as he sat down in a chair near the couch Harry was on. Draco's look softened as he walked back over to Harry and perched on the edge of the couch. He lovingly brushed some raven locks of hair out of Harry's eyes and took Harry's hand in his. None of this went unnoticed by Sirius. Finally, he spoke.
"You really love him, don't you?" the older man asked Draco softly. Draco looked up in surprise.
"Yeah, I really do," Draco replied, smiling. "I love him more than life itself. In fact, I felt my life would end if he died that day Voldemort tried to murder him. It made me realize how much I need him to live."
"Wow," Sirius commented after a moment. Just then, Hermione and Ron burst into the room. Hermione glanced wildly around and, when she saw him, crooked a finger at Sirius.
"You, come. Gotta talk NOW!" she ordered. Sirius looked slightly guilty as Hermione and Ron sternly marched him out of the room. Draco shook his head.
"Yeah, definitely something going on there," he muttered before turning back to gaze upon Harry's perfect features (A/N: I think they're perfect anyway!!!!!!).
~*~*~*~Later that day~*~*~*~
"How are you feeling, sweetie?" Draco asked that afternoon.
"For the fifth time, I'm feeling fine," Harry replied irritably. His touchiness wasn't directed at Draco; more like the Potions homework that lay in front of him. Draco smiled softly and ruffled Harry's hair before going to answer the door that had just been knocked upon.
"Hermione?" Draco remarked as a whirlwind that e assumed was his clever friend flew into the room and came to a stop next to Harry, breathing heavily. Ron raced in less than a second later.
"Harry, we've got to tell you something," they both cried unanimously. Draco closed the door and headed back over to his seat near Harry.
"Sure. What's up?" Harry asked, seemingly unfazed by his friends' odd behaviour.
"We think Sirius is gay," Hermione burst out, as if she'd held this information secret for years.
"What?!" Harry exclaimed. "Sirius isn't gay!"
"He's turning out to be just like you, Harry!" Ron supplied brightly. Harry gave him a withering look.
"Thank you for that," he commented dryly.
"There's more," Hermione added. Harry looked alarmed.
"We think he's either dating or got a crush on Professor Lupin," Ron said. This time, Draco joined in on the.
"What?!"
"Do you really care?" came a voice from the doorway. The four Gryffindors whirled around to see Sirius standing in the doorway, his arms crossed and leaning up against the doorframe.
"Oh-we-well, uh, n-no, of course not," Harry stuttered. "I just always thought you were as straight as Ron."
"And thank you for that," Ron remarked.
"So.is it true?" Draco asked quietly after a long, awkward pause. "Ow!" he cried as Harry poked him in the ribs.
"Yes, it is," Sirius told him. "Remus and I are dating. Just like you and Draco, I may say," he added quickly. "Um, Ron, Hermione, do you mind if I speak with Draco and Harry.privately?"
"Sure," they murmured, standing up and walked out the door, whispering to each other. Only when the door had closed behind them did Sirius turn to Harry and Draco.
"So, how did you two...I dunno...get together?" Harry smiled and blushed slightly.
"I'd had a crush on Harry for a while," Draco began, "And when Seamus and Dean told Harry that they thought I fancied him, Harry's...how should I say?...homosexual instincts took over. That's how we became a couple."
"In a nutshell," Harry added.
"I see." Sirius paused a while before asking his next question.
"How did you know that you two were.in love?" Harry and Draco paused a moment, taken aback at the deepness of the question. They exchanged glances before replying.
"I suppose it was when I knew I couldn't live without him," Draco replied softly.
"Same here," Harry added, nodding.
"No, I mean.uh. Oh, how did you fall in love?" Sirius asked, rephrasing the question. Harry and Draco didn't know how to answer that.
"I have absolutely no idea," Harry told him. "I was drawn to Draco and.I dunno. Sparks flew."
"Oooh, magical," Sirius joked, causing Harry and Draco to begin laughing at the older man's imitation of Professor Trelawney. They talked animatedly about Quidditch for the next hour or so before dinner.
A/N: Argh!!!!!! LAME, LAME, LAME!!!!!!!!! I'm sorry, you guys, but this chappie was LAME!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway, better chapter coming up next. We're nearing the end of the year!!!!!!!!!!! Oooh, what'll happen?????
*asks quietly* Um.does anybody wanna be my best friend and be my beta (be proud of me. I remembered what it was!)? I NEED HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Both mentally and fanfictionally.) Anyone, please, I really need help! My story is starting to suck big time!
A/N: Sorry about the last chapter, you guys. Anyway here's the REAL one. This chapter's dedicated to all of those that threatened me through email and review to severely hurt me if Sirius wasn't okay with Harry and Draco. Read and be relieved, my dear friends!!!!!!!
Draco and Harry walked carefully into the living room with Ron and Hermione following them.
"Sirius! What are you waiting for?" Harry called. "Come on in!"
"I'd like to, but the door's protected by a password or something," Sirius replied from the opposite side of the door.
"Oh, yeah," Harry muttered, smacking his forehead. He moved to repeat the motion. Draco saw him and caught his hand, smiling knowingly. Hermione took Harry's arm and led him over to the couch as Draco retreated to a nearby corner and Ron walked over to open the door. Sirius' rugged face appeared in the doorframe, looking anxious as soon as he saw his godson.
"Harry! How are you? What happened? Hi, Hermione. Hi, Ron. Hi-whoa!" Sirius finally noticed Draco standing in the corner, trying to disappear. He whipped out his wand and menacingly advanced on Draco.
"Sirius?! What the hell d'you think you're doing?" Harry cried, struggling to get over to Sirius.
"Harry, that would be Lucius Malfoy's son!" Sirius responded in a steady voice, his sunken eyes boring into Draco's grey ones.
"I know," Harry told him quietly. Sirius paused and dropped his arm.
"...Heh?"
"Sit down, Sirius," Harry instructed, his tone still softly. The older man looked at him and the others warily before doing as his godson said.
"Sirius, I have something I need to tell you."
"Keep going."
"Okay. Sirius, I'm gay" Sirius' eyes widened in surprise, but other than that, Harry received no reaction "and I'm dating Draco." This time, Sirius' mouth fell open. After a moment of stunned silence, Hermione reached over and pushed Sirius' jaw up, closing his mouth. This seemed to break the tension as everyone in the room started giggling. Harry motioned to Draco, who promptly hurried over and sat down next to his boyfriend. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry and pulled him close.
"We love each other," Harry explained plainly.
"Okay," he replied, sitting back. "As long as it's what you want and you're happy."
Harry smiled.
"It is, and I'm very happy," he told his godfather, glancing back at Draco, who lightly kissed his forehead. Sirius' eyes took a softer, knowing look.
"You mean, you're not angry?" Draco asked in surprise.
"No," Sirius replied in the same tone. "Should I be?"
"No!" both Harry and Draco cried. Suddenly, there was a small 'pop' and Dobby appeared in their rooms.
"Begging your pardon, Harry Potter, sir, but Professor Dumbledore is wanting to be seeing Mister Sirius Black, sir," the house elf announced, bowing low.
"Sure. Then, I guess I'll talk to you four later today," Sirius told them, waving goodbye as he followed Dobby. Hermione stood up, her eyes narrowed, and walked over in his footsteps to the closed door. Ron, Harry, and Draco exchanged confused looks. After a moment, the brunette whirled around.
"Mione?" Harry asked worriedly. "Are you okay?"
"Something's different about him," she stated, completely ignoring the question. "No, not.different. What is it?" she pondered, ignoring also the three boys giving her strange looks. "Something's.familiar about him. That's it! And.oh.my.god."
"Hermione? Sweetheart? What's wrong?" Ron asked, cautiously walking over to his girlfriend and looking into her eyes.
"It can't be," Hermione murmured, still in her own little world. "But what if it is?" She seemed to snap out of her reverie when Ron shook her suddenly.
"Hermione! Are you feeling all right?" Harry asked, an alarmed look in his eye.
"Uh, yeah, sorry. Um.gotta go." Having said this she rushed out the door and raced down the hall in pursuit of Sirius. A little twinkling of knowledge crept into Ron's eyes; he gasped and made a beeline after Hermione.
"Something's up," Draco remarked after a moment.
"You think?" Harry asked wryly, yawning. Draco stuck his tongue out at Harry, who took the opportunity to kiss him full on the mouth, slipping his tongue into Draco's mouth. A few moments later, Draco reluctantly broke the kiss.
"That was a dirty trick."
"Oh, admit it. You didn't mind at all," Harry murmured teasingly, pressing feather-light kisses along Draco's neck.
"Okay, I didn't. But it was still a dirty trick," Draco replied, reveling in Harry's kisses. He swept Harry into his arms and set him down close to himself. They lay there, Draco softly stroking Harry's face and arms, and Harry breathing gently as he slowly fell asleep, his head and hand on Draco's chest.
~*~*~*~The next day~*~*~*~
"Harry? You and Mal-dammit, uh, you and Draco are decent, right?" Sirius called through the door from the hall. Draco opened one bleary eye and glanced down at his beautiful boyfriend. Harry's chest rose and fell with the peaceful breathing of sleep.
"Harry!" Sirius shouted again. Draco eased himself from underneath Harry and fled to the door, unlocking it and flinging it open.
"Be quiet, Harry's still asleep," Draco hissed, ushering Harry's godfather inside. "Have a seat." Sirius gave him a strange look as he sat down in a chair near the couch Harry was on. Draco's look softened as he walked back over to Harry and perched on the edge of the couch. He lovingly brushed some raven locks of hair out of Harry's eyes and took Harry's hand in his. None of this went unnoticed by Sirius. Finally, he spoke.
"You really love him, don't you?" the older man asked Draco softly. Draco looked up in surprise.
"Yeah, I really do," Draco replied, smiling. "I love him more than life itself. In fact, I felt my life would end if he died that day Voldemort tried to murder him. It made me realize how much I need him to live."
"Wow," Sirius commented after a moment. Just then, Hermione and Ron burst into the room. Hermione glanced wildly around and, when she saw him, crooked a finger at Sirius.
"You, come. Gotta talk NOW!" she ordered. Sirius looked slightly guilty as Hermione and Ron sternly marched him out of the room. Draco shook his head.
"Yeah, definitely something going on there," he muttered before turning back to gaze upon Harry's perfect features (A/N: I think they're perfect anyway!!!!!!).
~*~*~*~Later that day~*~*~*~
"How are you feeling, sweetie?" Draco asked that afternoon.
"For the fifth time, I'm feeling fine," Harry replied irritably. His touchiness wasn't directed at Draco; more like the Potions homework that lay in front of him. Draco smiled softly and ruffled Harry's hair before going to answer the door that had just been knocked upon.
"Hermione?" Draco remarked as a whirlwind that e assumed was his clever friend flew into the room and came to a stop next to Harry, breathing heavily. Ron raced in less than a second later.
"Harry, we've got to tell you something," they both cried unanimously. Draco closed the door and headed back over to his seat near Harry.
"Sure. What's up?" Harry asked, seemingly unfazed by his friends' odd behaviour.
"We think Sirius is gay," Hermione burst out, as if she'd held this information secret for years.
"What?!" Harry exclaimed. "Sirius isn't gay!"
"He's turning out to be just like you, Harry!" Ron supplied brightly. Harry gave him a withering look.
"Thank you for that," he commented dryly.
"There's more," Hermione added. Harry looked alarmed.
"We think he's either dating or got a crush on Professor Lupin," Ron said. This time, Draco joined in on the.
"What?!"
"Do you really care?" came a voice from the doorway. The four Gryffindors whirled around to see Sirius standing in the doorway, his arms crossed and leaning up against the doorframe.
"Oh-we-well, uh, n-no, of course not," Harry stuttered. "I just always thought you were as straight as Ron."
"And thank you for that," Ron remarked.
"So.is it true?" Draco asked quietly after a long, awkward pause. "Ow!" he cried as Harry poked him in the ribs.
"Yes, it is," Sirius told him. "Remus and I are dating. Just like you and Draco, I may say," he added quickly. "Um, Ron, Hermione, do you mind if I speak with Draco and Harry.privately?"
"Sure," they murmured, standing up and walked out the door, whispering to each other. Only when the door had closed behind them did Sirius turn to Harry and Draco.
"So, how did you two...I dunno...get together?" Harry smiled and blushed slightly.
"I'd had a crush on Harry for a while," Draco began, "And when Seamus and Dean told Harry that they thought I fancied him, Harry's...how should I say?...homosexual instincts took over. That's how we became a couple."
"In a nutshell," Harry added.
"I see." Sirius paused a while before asking his next question.
"How did you know that you two were.in love?" Harry and Draco paused a moment, taken aback at the deepness of the question. They exchanged glances before replying.
"I suppose it was when I knew I couldn't live without him," Draco replied softly.
"Same here," Harry added, nodding.
"No, I mean.uh. Oh, how did you fall in love?" Sirius asked, rephrasing the question. Harry and Draco didn't know how to answer that.
"I have absolutely no idea," Harry told him. "I was drawn to Draco and.I dunno. Sparks flew."
"Oooh, magical," Sirius joked, causing Harry and Draco to begin laughing at the older man's imitation of Professor Trelawney. They talked animatedly about Quidditch for the next hour or so before dinner.
A/N: Argh!!!!!! LAME, LAME, LAME!!!!!!!!! I'm sorry, you guys, but this chappie was LAME!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway, better chapter coming up next. We're nearing the end of the year!!!!!!!!!!! Oooh, what'll happen?????
*asks quietly* Um.does anybody wanna be my best friend and be my beta (be proud of me. I remembered what it was!)? I NEED HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Both mentally and fanfictionally.) Anyone, please, I really need help! My story is starting to suck big time!