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Instead of answering, Sirius put his arms under Harry's legs and back and lifted him up gently. Muttering something softly at the door, it swung open and Sirius carried his godson inside the room. The man made his way to one of the chairs and sat down positioning Harry comfortably on his lap, with the boys head resting against his chest. Harry's sobs were now soft and tears still felt through his checks, he was much to tired to fight against Sirius and let the older man held him like he was a small child. Sirius soft and comforting voice sounded from somewhere near his head.
"Kido, listen to me please." Harry nodded slightly burying himself deeper in the comforting arms, he had longed for this for so long he could hardly remember how long it had been. "I know right now you want me to leave you alone, and I know I'm annoying you very much by dragging you around, but I have to do it. I can't let you waste away in this room, I love you as much as a father loves his son and I can't allow you to sink into depression if I can help it." Sirius softly kissed Harry's head, that had not moved from it's place. He could feel Harry had stopped crying and was now just laying limply in his arms, listening intently at his words. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there before, so sorry I couldn't help you when you needed me the most, but I can't let you go now, not now that I can finally offer you a home, a real home." After that they stayed in silence for a while, Sirius rocking the slight form of his godson slightly, while Harry pondered the words his godfather had spoken. Here was what he always had wished to have, even if they weren't related by blood he could tell Sirius was his father in every way that mattered. A warm feeling began to spread through his heart, slowly driving the cold that had been covering it for the last month away. He didn't know what would happen from now on, he didn't know if he could get out of the pit he had sunk in but he knew he was ready to try. Tiredly Harry closed his eyes relaxing even more in Sirius's arms and the man smiled gently at him.
"Come on Harry, lets get you to bed, Madam Pomfrey has brought some sleeping potion and wants you to drink it so you get a good rest." The boy looked up drowsily and nodded, to tired to even try argue about the potion, besides, it would be nice to finally have a few hours of uninterrupted sleep. Sirius put Harry on his feet and looked them over. Seeing the boy was probably to tired to do much on his own he reached and began to undress him. This time Harry didn't fight him, he just let the older man take his clothes out and put some pj's on his tired body. Once he was dressed Sirius led him to the bed, lifted him up and gently laid him down. Remus knocked softly on the door and came in carrying a goblet. The werewolf smiled softly at Harry and handed him the cup.
"Drink it Harry, it will let you sleep." The boy didn't even bother to nod, he just drew his head back and in a few gulps drained the cup. Sirius had barely time to put an arm around his back before he fell down asleep. Both men chuckled softly and Remus took the goblet from Harry's slack hands while Sirius tucked his godson in.
Harry woke up to someone shaking him lightly, he didn't want to wake up, it had been ages since he had been able to sleep for so long and now someone was forcing him to awake. The boy tried to ignore whoever it was but to no avail. Finally with a moan he opened his eyes and was met with the slightly smiling face of Remus. The werewolf smiled wider when he saw the boy had finally opened his eyes.
"Good morning sunshine." Harry closed his eyes again, he felt more tired than hi had in all those weeks, maybe it was because he now felt a safety he had never felt before in the Dursleys, or maybe it was because he had found someone who really cared about him, he didn't know and right now he felt to peaceful to care. A soft hand stroked his check making him open his eyes again. "Come on Harry, wake up, breakfast is ready." Harry sank deeper into his pillows and mumbled.
"Not hungry." Remus sighed a little and finally became a little more forceful. Taking the blankets he drew them away, picked Harry up and put him on his feet. The boy looked at him startled before sighing.
"Come on, lets go, Sirius is waiting for us downstairs." Remus took the boys hand and led him downstairs where Sirius was reading the Daily Prophet, sitting at the kitchen table. He looked up when he heard them come downstairs and stood up. While Remus took care of the breakfast, he embraced Harry kissing him softly on his forehead.
"Good morning Kido, how did you sleep?" Harry looked down and mumbled.
"Fine." He couldn't help feel a little embarrassed at both men's affection towards him, the Dursley's had never behaved that way and he didn't know how to react to it. Sirius, sensing his discomfort, lead him to the table and made him sit down next to him. Harry thought it was probably to make sure he would eat all Remus gave him.
Breakfast was once again in silence, although this time Harry ate everything knowing Sirius wouldn't let him get away with letting something on his plate. After that Remus gently forced him to wash the dishes with him and then he was sent upstairs to get cleaned up and dressed. He was really starting to feel like a little child, but somewhere in him it felt right, it was what he had always longed. It was a pity he was now to old to fully enjoy it without embarrassment.
To be continued...
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Instead of answering, Sirius put his arms under Harry's legs and back and lifted him up gently. Muttering something softly at the door, it swung open and Sirius carried his godson inside the room. The man made his way to one of the chairs and sat down positioning Harry comfortably on his lap, with the boys head resting against his chest. Harry's sobs were now soft and tears still felt through his checks, he was much to tired to fight against Sirius and let the older man held him like he was a small child. Sirius soft and comforting voice sounded from somewhere near his head.
"Kido, listen to me please." Harry nodded slightly burying himself deeper in the comforting arms, he had longed for this for so long he could hardly remember how long it had been. "I know right now you want me to leave you alone, and I know I'm annoying you very much by dragging you around, but I have to do it. I can't let you waste away in this room, I love you as much as a father loves his son and I can't allow you to sink into depression if I can help it." Sirius softly kissed Harry's head, that had not moved from it's place. He could feel Harry had stopped crying and was now just laying limply in his arms, listening intently at his words. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there before, so sorry I couldn't help you when you needed me the most, but I can't let you go now, not now that I can finally offer you a home, a real home." After that they stayed in silence for a while, Sirius rocking the slight form of his godson slightly, while Harry pondered the words his godfather had spoken. Here was what he always had wished to have, even if they weren't related by blood he could tell Sirius was his father in every way that mattered. A warm feeling began to spread through his heart, slowly driving the cold that had been covering it for the last month away. He didn't know what would happen from now on, he didn't know if he could get out of the pit he had sunk in but he knew he was ready to try. Tiredly Harry closed his eyes relaxing even more in Sirius's arms and the man smiled gently at him.
"Come on Harry, lets get you to bed, Madam Pomfrey has brought some sleeping potion and wants you to drink it so you get a good rest." The boy looked up drowsily and nodded, to tired to even try argue about the potion, besides, it would be nice to finally have a few hours of uninterrupted sleep. Sirius put Harry on his feet and looked them over. Seeing the boy was probably to tired to do much on his own he reached and began to undress him. This time Harry didn't fight him, he just let the older man take his clothes out and put some pj's on his tired body. Once he was dressed Sirius led him to the bed, lifted him up and gently laid him down. Remus knocked softly on the door and came in carrying a goblet. The werewolf smiled softly at Harry and handed him the cup.
"Drink it Harry, it will let you sleep." The boy didn't even bother to nod, he just drew his head back and in a few gulps drained the cup. Sirius had barely time to put an arm around his back before he fell down asleep. Both men chuckled softly and Remus took the goblet from Harry's slack hands while Sirius tucked his godson in.
Harry woke up to someone shaking him lightly, he didn't want to wake up, it had been ages since he had been able to sleep for so long and now someone was forcing him to awake. The boy tried to ignore whoever it was but to no avail. Finally with a moan he opened his eyes and was met with the slightly smiling face of Remus. The werewolf smiled wider when he saw the boy had finally opened his eyes.
"Good morning sunshine." Harry closed his eyes again, he felt more tired than hi had in all those weeks, maybe it was because he now felt a safety he had never felt before in the Dursleys, or maybe it was because he had found someone who really cared about him, he didn't know and right now he felt to peaceful to care. A soft hand stroked his check making him open his eyes again. "Come on Harry, wake up, breakfast is ready." Harry sank deeper into his pillows and mumbled.
"Not hungry." Remus sighed a little and finally became a little more forceful. Taking the blankets he drew them away, picked Harry up and put him on his feet. The boy looked at him startled before sighing.
"Come on, lets go, Sirius is waiting for us downstairs." Remus took the boys hand and led him downstairs where Sirius was reading the Daily Prophet, sitting at the kitchen table. He looked up when he heard them come downstairs and stood up. While Remus took care of the breakfast, he embraced Harry kissing him softly on his forehead.
"Good morning Kido, how did you sleep?" Harry looked down and mumbled.
"Fine." He couldn't help feel a little embarrassed at both men's affection towards him, the Dursley's had never behaved that way and he didn't know how to react to it. Sirius, sensing his discomfort, lead him to the table and made him sit down next to him. Harry thought it was probably to make sure he would eat all Remus gave him.
Breakfast was once again in silence, although this time Harry ate everything knowing Sirius wouldn't let him get away with letting something on his plate. After that Remus gently forced him to wash the dishes with him and then he was sent upstairs to get cleaned up and dressed. He was really starting to feel like a little child, but somewhere in him it felt right, it was what he had always longed. It was a pity he was now to old to fully enjoy it without embarrassment.
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for all reviews.