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Oh no wait, there is a disclaimer for this chapter, I don't own Aerosmith or the lyrics or anything associated with I Don't want To Miss a Thing.  It's a good song though so I borrowed it for a while.

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Chapter two:  The sweetest dream will never do

    As the bird flew off through the window Harry lay back on his bed, craving sleep that just would not come.  The stifling heat of the summer made the small room even smaller and the air heavier. 

    Eventually the dark descended upon him, soothing him in a world where his black haired godfather was still alive, where they played Quidditch together, where they sat for hours just talking.  In his sleep Harry was home, only in his dreams was he happy. 

    The first time he had woken up from one such dream he had howled and cursed and raged, as if the universe was teasing him, showing him something he could never have, sadistically fulfilling his every wish only to rip it painfully away by the hash light of day.  Yet as the nights had worn on and the dreams continued Harry sought them out like his salvation.  Each night he could drift into the older mans arms and tell him anything and everything, to be held close and promised safety and love.  Harry wanted to fall asleep forever.  Some times he could remember the dreams as clear as day, and sometimes they would be nothing but a hazy warm feeling as he lingered between consciousnesses, one thing stood out in his mind about every midnight fantasy though.  The haunted look on his godfather's face, the painful almost agonised look the Marauder had in his eyes every time his gaze set on Harry, with his perpetually ruffled black hair and vivid green eyes.

    When Harry opened his eyes again he registered the dream happily, and made himself comfortable in the familiar surroundings with the aforementioned godfather.

  *~*~*

    Harry watched the adorable smile of his godfather as the fire in the centre of the room flickered, casting shadows dancing all around, across the two barely moving forms wrapped around each other on the sofa.

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping

    Harry reached out slowly, running the pads of his fingers along the outline of the older man face, who simply looked at him, with a humouring smile and the same haunted eyes.


While you're far away dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender

    A sob choked Harry's through.  This wasn't real, his godfather wasn't really here.  He wondered if where ever Sirius had ended up, did he think about Harry at all?  Did he know how much Harry wanted him back, how much he would give to stay like this forever?


I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure

    The Gryffindor scolded himself.  Right now was perfect, there was no reason to ruin it by thinking such thoughts.  He sighed and melted back into the warm embrace of strong arms, suppressing a yawn.


Don't want to close my eyes
I don't want to fall asleep

    The warmth enveloping him served to make him sleepier than he knew he could be.  He forced his eyes open though, sleeping meant he would have to leave his dream, return to an imperfect reality.


Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing

    He wanted to stay, he missed Sirius so much it was so painful.  He had told his Dream so once; Sirius had hugged him and whispered nonsense words to still the tears that had erupted with the confession, and then softly, almost ghostly so told Harry that he would have to let go, Harry would have to give up on him some day, but until he knew Harry was going to be ok, he would not leave.


Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do

    Harry, to some extent had understood. He could not live his whole life asleep, he could not stay in his head forever, but right now, he could not face the rest of the world, Sirius looked after him. 


I'd still miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing

    ~Harry.~ Sirius whispered to him, running work worn hands through his wild black hair.  ~uhu? ~ Harry managed to mumble out leaning back into the light touch like a cat, purring almost.  ~You're tired, go to sleep love~ ~No, I'm awake, just a little dozy~  Harry insisted, even as his eyelids drooped closed, to heavy to stay open for a second longer.


Lying close to you feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming

    Harry sighed again in defeat, he knew he would have to sleep soon, even he could not deny it, but he was so comfortable, Sirius holding him close telling him amazing tales of  the beautiful things he had seen, of how much he loved Harry, how peaceful it was where he ended up, how he would always be there to look after him no matter what. 


Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes
And thank God we're together

    Using what little strength he had left Harry turned round to face Sirius and buried his head in the crook of the Dead mans neck, feeling a pulse there, that wasn't real.  He laced his fingers with Sirius's and closed his eyes.


I just want to stay with you in this moment forever
Forever and ever
Don't want to close my eyes I don't want to fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing

    Harry woke up in his own bed, cold and alone.  He let out the barest of sobs before reaching over to pick up a worn photograph from his bedside.


Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing

    Sirius smiled at him.  His Sirius, alive and well grinned from the page up at him and winked before putting a frog down Peter's top.  The teenage version of his parents and godfathers betrayer squeaked indignantly before running around frantically trying to get it out.  Sirius, Remy and James all laughed hysterically.  Harry ran his fingers over the photograph indulgently as Sirius turned to him when ever one else was busy laughing at Peter sulking and blew him a kiss on the sly. 


I don't want to miss one smile
I don't want to miss one kiss

    Harry gave the photograph a teary smile at the antics of the Marauders and set about getting dressed.  


I just want to be with you
Right here with you, just like this
I just want to hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time

    Harry picked up a book from his table and set about trying to do some homework.  He had become absorbed in books when ever possible, they helped keep his mind of the hole in is hart. 


Don't want to close my eyes
I don't want to fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you baby

    Today his distractions weren't working though, even the letter from Ron waiting on the windowsill didn't bring him out of his daydreaming. 


And I don't want to miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you baby

    "Harry!"  Screeched his only living blood relative, "That owl's back!"  Harry almost smirked at the suppressed rage in his aunts' voice.

    Almost.

    "I'm coming."  Harry snagged a quick glance at the photograph on his desk and made his way down the stairs scowling at the thought at the thought of that freaky bird returning.

    The photographic teen Sirius Black watched Harry leave, a satisfied smile rested on his deep ruby lips.  James just looked at is best friend strangely before dragging him back to join the fun. 


And I don't want to miss a thing
Don't want to close my eyes
I don't want to fall asleep
I don't want to miss a thing

~*~*~Tbc~*~*~

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