Even the Brightest Stars Burn Out.
A/N: Hey everybody, I know I have a few more stories I just started and left, but I have every intention of finishing this one. After this, I will tackle "Back to Hogwarts" and then the Lizzy McGuire slash one. LOLA
OMGOMGOMG!!!!! WARNING!!!! HUGE SPOILERSFOR ORDER OF THE PHOENIX!!!!! SORRY!
Yep, there is slash in this tale, very, very soft, like nothing, other than kisses and hugs if that. Remus/Sirius, Harry/Ron, probably, I really don't know yet. I don't own, Harry Potter OR anything else, I might use. Sorry. I will have disclaimers for ever chapter I use something forbidden, don't worry. Thanks for reading,
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Even the Brightest Stars Burn Out ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was just past midnight, on Harry's 16th birthday, and he was lying up in his room on his bed, thinking about life. His emerald eyes flashed angrily as he looked around his current surroundings. He knew Dumbledore had his best interests in mind, keeping him locked up with the muggles. 'Why can't I be more protected at the headquarters?' Harry sighed loudly.
At the moment he had just sucked in more breath to sigh again, his snowy owl, Hedwig soared in the window. She landed on his stomach, hooted and stuck out her leg upon which was a very cumbersome package. He unwrapped the package, she nipped his ear affectionately, and flew off to land inside her cage, attacking the owl treats in her bowl. Harry, however, was opening the package, inside there were two smaller packages, two cards and an envelope addressed to Harry.
He picked up the card with Ron's untidy writing on it, and opened it..
Harry,
How are the muggles treating you? Semi-well, I hope. Hermione and I are here, along with
Remus, and a few others. Dumbledore stops by every now and then.
Remus sends his love, but of course, his is the enclosed letter.
Dumbledore says he has a surprise for you on you're birthday,
but he won't tell anyone what it is! Hermione and I followed him
around for 3 hours last time, ( He was visiting for the
afternoon)and he still wouldn't tell us. Oh well, Ginny and
Hermione have become the closest of friends. Have loads to tell
you, (nothing IMPORTANT) don't worry, just silly things,
anyways, Hermione is getting impatient, and Hedwig just pecked
me hard in the arm. She wants to get this to you as soon as
possible, I suppose. Well, see you when you get here, because It
shouldn't be too long, y'know?
Talk to you later,
Ron
As he opened Ron's present he smiled, It was a picture of Harry, Hermione and Ron, smiling, with their arms thrown around each other's shoulders. It had been taken by Sirius during Christmas Break last year,
Harry then opened up Hermione's card. It was very brief and too the point.
Harry,
Happy Birthday. I have loads to tell you, but that can all be
done when I see you. So much has changed in the last weeks. I
miss you Harry.
Love,
Hermione
Harry opened Hermione's present and was startled to see a small glass ball. There was a note that explained the glass ball was a tool for divination. Harry was surprised because Hermione usually didn't hold any stock in divination of any kinds, but in her note, she explained that there was a good reason for this, and she would explain when she saw him.
Harry was becoming slightly angry with his friends and their repeated "tell you when we see you" messages. As Harry opened the last envelope, a few photo's fell out, he ignored these and began to read the letter from his former professor..
Harry,
Hello Harry. How are you doing? I am doing fine, well, I am
surviving, which is better than nothing, right?
I know this might seem a little forward of me to tell you, but
there is just noone else I can imagine would understand quite
what I am feeling, but you. I miss Sirius with all my heart,
Harry. He was my friend, and much more. I know that there are a
million different people jumping to give you their condolences,
but I just want you to know, if you ever want to talk, I am
here, and you will be soon. No one knew me better than Sirius,
and I knew no one better than I knew him. I loved your
godfather, Harry, and he loved me. Happy Birthday, Harry and
please take a look at a copy of Sirius's will. It is enclosed,
as are you're birthday presents, from me, and Sirius.
Goodbye,
Remus (Moony)
p.s. We will be coming to get you tonight at 5:00. You're muggle
family will be out to dinner, you're aunt arranged it with us,
so please have you're things ready.
Harry pulled out the piece of paper from behind the letter and saw that it was a copy of Sirius's will. The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix had been left to Dumbledore, and nearly everything else had been left to "the charge". However, there was one piece of information that caught Harry's eye.
"In the untimely occurrence of my death," it read, "I do hereby charge Remus Lupin with the care of 'the charge' hereby Harry Potter, until Harry reaches the age of 17, and thereby is to be given all of my articles, with the exception of the house."
Harry sat stunned, as the will slipped out of his fingers. He was to receive all of Sirius's things, and Remus was his new guardian. He was shaken out of his trance by Hedwig hooting quietly from her perch, and Harry picked up the photographs. One was Harry, Remus and Sirius involved in a deep conversation. Harry remembered that the conversation had been about quidditch. The next photo was of Remus, Sirius, and James, smiling and waving at him, as he looked at it. The next and last photo was one of Remus and Sirius, sitting together on a couch. Remus had a smile on his face, and Sirius was kissing his cheek. At that moment, it hit Harry. Remus and Sirius had been lovers. He looked at the picture a little shocked. It wasn't a "oh my god, they are both men, that's wrong" kind of shock, but a "oh my god, I never noticed" shock. Harry wasn't homophobic at all, in fact he was a little curious about himself right now, but it still sort of surprised him.
He suddenly felt undeniably sleepy and placed the photo, along with the will, under his pillow. The other photos and cards he placed on the bedside table. He drifted off the sleep quickly clearing his mind of all emotion before he did, and slept peacefully for a few hours, dreaming of random and not so random things.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ that's the end of chapter one.. Yep.
A/N: Hey everybody, I know I have a few more stories I just started and left, but I have every intention of finishing this one. After this, I will tackle "Back to Hogwarts" and then the Lizzy McGuire slash one. LOLA
OMGOMGOMG!!!!! WARNING!!!! HUGE SPOILERSFOR ORDER OF THE PHOENIX!!!!! SORRY!
Yep, there is slash in this tale, very, very soft, like nothing, other than kisses and hugs if that. Remus/Sirius, Harry/Ron, probably, I really don't know yet. I don't own, Harry Potter OR anything else, I might use. Sorry. I will have disclaimers for ever chapter I use something forbidden, don't worry. Thanks for reading,
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Even the Brightest Stars Burn Out ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was just past midnight, on Harry's 16th birthday, and he was lying up in his room on his bed, thinking about life. His emerald eyes flashed angrily as he looked around his current surroundings. He knew Dumbledore had his best interests in mind, keeping him locked up with the muggles. 'Why can't I be more protected at the headquarters?' Harry sighed loudly.
At the moment he had just sucked in more breath to sigh again, his snowy owl, Hedwig soared in the window. She landed on his stomach, hooted and stuck out her leg upon which was a very cumbersome package. He unwrapped the package, she nipped his ear affectionately, and flew off to land inside her cage, attacking the owl treats in her bowl. Harry, however, was opening the package, inside there were two smaller packages, two cards and an envelope addressed to Harry.
He picked up the card with Ron's untidy writing on it, and opened it..
Harry,
How are the muggles treating you? Semi-well, I hope. Hermione and I are here, along with
Remus, and a few others. Dumbledore stops by every now and then.
Remus sends his love, but of course, his is the enclosed letter.
Dumbledore says he has a surprise for you on you're birthday,
but he won't tell anyone what it is! Hermione and I followed him
around for 3 hours last time, ( He was visiting for the
afternoon)and he still wouldn't tell us. Oh well, Ginny and
Hermione have become the closest of friends. Have loads to tell
you, (nothing IMPORTANT) don't worry, just silly things,
anyways, Hermione is getting impatient, and Hedwig just pecked
me hard in the arm. She wants to get this to you as soon as
possible, I suppose. Well, see you when you get here, because It
shouldn't be too long, y'know?
Talk to you later,
Ron
As he opened Ron's present he smiled, It was a picture of Harry, Hermione and Ron, smiling, with their arms thrown around each other's shoulders. It had been taken by Sirius during Christmas Break last year,
Harry then opened up Hermione's card. It was very brief and too the point.
Harry,
Happy Birthday. I have loads to tell you, but that can all be
done when I see you. So much has changed in the last weeks. I
miss you Harry.
Love,
Hermione
Harry opened Hermione's present and was startled to see a small glass ball. There was a note that explained the glass ball was a tool for divination. Harry was surprised because Hermione usually didn't hold any stock in divination of any kinds, but in her note, she explained that there was a good reason for this, and she would explain when she saw him.
Harry was becoming slightly angry with his friends and their repeated "tell you when we see you" messages. As Harry opened the last envelope, a few photo's fell out, he ignored these and began to read the letter from his former professor..
Harry,
Hello Harry. How are you doing? I am doing fine, well, I am
surviving, which is better than nothing, right?
I know this might seem a little forward of me to tell you, but
there is just noone else I can imagine would understand quite
what I am feeling, but you. I miss Sirius with all my heart,
Harry. He was my friend, and much more. I know that there are a
million different people jumping to give you their condolences,
but I just want you to know, if you ever want to talk, I am
here, and you will be soon. No one knew me better than Sirius,
and I knew no one better than I knew him. I loved your
godfather, Harry, and he loved me. Happy Birthday, Harry and
please take a look at a copy of Sirius's will. It is enclosed,
as are you're birthday presents, from me, and Sirius.
Goodbye,
Remus (Moony)
p.s. We will be coming to get you tonight at 5:00. You're muggle
family will be out to dinner, you're aunt arranged it with us,
so please have you're things ready.
Harry pulled out the piece of paper from behind the letter and saw that it was a copy of Sirius's will. The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix had been left to Dumbledore, and nearly everything else had been left to "the charge". However, there was one piece of information that caught Harry's eye.
"In the untimely occurrence of my death," it read, "I do hereby charge Remus Lupin with the care of 'the charge' hereby Harry Potter, until Harry reaches the age of 17, and thereby is to be given all of my articles, with the exception of the house."
Harry sat stunned, as the will slipped out of his fingers. He was to receive all of Sirius's things, and Remus was his new guardian. He was shaken out of his trance by Hedwig hooting quietly from her perch, and Harry picked up the photographs. One was Harry, Remus and Sirius involved in a deep conversation. Harry remembered that the conversation had been about quidditch. The next photo was of Remus, Sirius, and James, smiling and waving at him, as he looked at it. The next and last photo was one of Remus and Sirius, sitting together on a couch. Remus had a smile on his face, and Sirius was kissing his cheek. At that moment, it hit Harry. Remus and Sirius had been lovers. He looked at the picture a little shocked. It wasn't a "oh my god, they are both men, that's wrong" kind of shock, but a "oh my god, I never noticed" shock. Harry wasn't homophobic at all, in fact he was a little curious about himself right now, but it still sort of surprised him.
He suddenly felt undeniably sleepy and placed the photo, along with the will, under his pillow. The other photos and cards he placed on the bedside table. He drifted off the sleep quickly clearing his mind of all emotion before he did, and slept peacefully for a few hours, dreaming of random and not so random things.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ that's the end of chapter one.. Yep.