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I apologise for not updating sooner, but work's been hectic lately, and with the new football season just around the corner and the fact that I've just joined a drama group, my updates may not be as frequent as they could be. But I do have a week off coming up (joy!) so I promise to make it up to all of you ^_^
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Sirius was surprised to find himself kissing Harry. He was even more surprised when Harry started kissing back. He could feel the heat coming off his godson's body and longed to rip off the clothes, to expose the tender skin beneath.
"Ahem!" Sirius looked up. Tonks was walking down the hill, arms folded and grinning. Sirius scrambled up, suddenly embarrassed and acutely aware of his arousal. Harry rolled over and got to his knees. He realised that his glasses were fogged and smeared slightly and wiped them on his T-shirt, looking down at the ground and blushing furiously.
"What do you want, Tonks?" demanded Sirius, slightly irritated by this interruption. "Remus is back at the house. Having a lie down. You can go and join him if you want."
"Calm down, Sirius," giggled Tonks, staring pointedly at Sirius' groin area. "You'll be able to have some quality time with your godson later. I've come to take him to Diagon Alley to get his school things."
"I could have taken him," muttered Sirius sullenly.
"I'm sure you would have done, if I hadn't turned up." Tonks grinned mischievously. "How long has this been going on? And why wasn't I informed?"
"Nothing's been going on," replied Sirius. "Which is why you weren't informed."
"Didn't look like nothing to me." Harry stared at Tonks blankly while she bickered with Sirius. His breathing was starting to return to normal, and he felt slightly dazed by what had just happened. It was unexpected, it was sudden, it was so Sirius,, and it had felt so good . . .
He jerked himself back to the present when he realised that Tonks was staring at him. He had no idea what she had just said.
"Er, what?" Tonks snorted.
"Just like your father. Mind only on one thing." She winked at him. "I was saying, if you're quite finished here, I'm going to take you to Diagon Alley."
"Oh. All right." He turned to Sirius, who was still looking sulky, unsure of what to do. Should I kiss him goodbye? Or hug him? Or just wave . . . Sirius solved that particular problem by giving him a big bear hug and ruffling his hair so that it stuck up even more than usual.
"See you later, sonner. I would come with, but Dumbledore reckons I'll be safer here." He grinned suddenly. "Think I'll go and pay old Carne another visit." Harry walked off with Tonks, occasionally glancing back towards his godfather. Sirius was gazing after them, grinning, and once they had reached the top of the hill he turned his back to them and walked back to the house.
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"So, what exactly is going on between you and Sirius?" demanded Tonks a couple of hours later. They were sat outside Florean Fortescue's, enjoying large sundaes in the shade of a huge umbrella that occasionally fanned cool air towards them. Harry shrugged as he spooned ice cream into his mouth.
"What's going on between you and Remus?" he countered. Tonks shrugged too.
"Nothing. Well, not much anyway. He asked me out to dinner on Thursday night. I said I'd think about it."
"Why? Sirius reckons he's crazy about you."
"Keeps 'em keen if you show a bit of indifference. In my experience, once you show them you're keen they tend to go off you a bit. In fact, if you really want to get rid of a man, start talking about weddings and what to call your kids, stuff like that. The Big C. They'll be gone faster than you can say fizzing whizbee." Harry snorted into his ice cream as Tonks grinned.
"You do realise that Sirius has already planned his outfit to your wedding?"
"He's got a while to wait then. We haven't even kissed yet. I think he's a bit shy, to tell you the truth. It's taken me this long to get him to ask me out to dinner!"
"Couldn't you have just asked him yourself?"
"Of course not! It's more fun my way!" Her smile faded slightly as she gazed at Harry. "Be careful, all right?"
"What do you mean?" he asked, confused. What did he have to be careful about? Of course Voldemort was after him, but apart from that, he was all right.
"Just be careful. When it comes to love, you know. Sirius is a great guy and all - damn, if he was the slightest bit interested I'd've bagged him ages ago!" Her eyes twinkled again. "And you certainly seemed to be enjoying yourselves earlier, but I reckon you ought to think very carefully about going into a relationship with him. He's old enough to be your father, he's your godfather, he's still a convicted murderer - there's a million and one reasons why this isn't a good idea." She sighed at the mutinous look on Harry's face. "I'm not saying don't go for it. If you're determined, nothing can stop you. You're just like your father in that respect. And that could be the problem."
"I'm not my dad. I know that. Sirius knows that," growled Harry, suddenly not fancying his ice cream and feeling furious.
"I'm not sure that he does, sometimes." Harry glared at her. "All right, you're right. He does know that you're not your dad. I just can't help feeling a bit worried about you, all the same. Just be careful, okay? Don't lose your heart too fast." She laughed suddenly. "Oh, Merlin's beard! I'm turning into my mother! Right, Harry, forget everything I've just said, shag him senseless and tell me all the details in the morning!" Harry laughed too, his anger forgotten.
"So you're still going to be around in the morning, are you?" he asked.
"Might do. Might have to get Remus drunk later. I've heard werewolves are better lovers than Slytherins, and I want to test out the theory."
"Who have you dated in Slytherin then?" demanded Harry. Tonks ignored him and stood up, gathering up half of Harry's bags.
"We'd better be getting back, Sirius will probably be driving that poor old ghost mental by now."
"Don't change the subject!" protested Harry, gathering up the rest of his bags and following her.
"I'm not, I'm ignoring you, there's a subtle difference."
"Right. I'll find out, you know."
"Bet you half a Galleon you don't."
"You're on." They made their way back to the deserted village, Harry thinking of ways of finding out Tonks' mystery Slytherin lover. He soon forgot all about it, though, when he saw Sirius waving at them from the branches of the huge pear tree in the yard of the church, covered in ectoplasm.
"I don't think old Carne likes me," he remarked, climbing down and enveloping Harry in a hug. "This stuff's really difficult to get off, you know," he grinned, wiping his hands in Harry's hair. Harry rolled his eyes and pushed Sirius away.
"Thanks, Sirius. Just what I always wanted. Slime covered clothes, very sexy!"
"Glad you think so," smirked Sirius, kissing Harry's cheek, before taking his hand and pulling him back towards the house. "Come on, let's get back to the house. I'm sure Tonks is eager to get her hands into her wolfman!" Tonks made an obscene gesture behind Sirius' back, and followed them, laughing.
I apologise for not updating sooner, but work's been hectic lately, and with the new football season just around the corner and the fact that I've just joined a drama group, my updates may not be as frequent as they could be. But I do have a week off coming up (joy!) so I promise to make it up to all of you ^_^
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Sirius was surprised to find himself kissing Harry. He was even more surprised when Harry started kissing back. He could feel the heat coming off his godson's body and longed to rip off the clothes, to expose the tender skin beneath.
"Ahem!" Sirius looked up. Tonks was walking down the hill, arms folded and grinning. Sirius scrambled up, suddenly embarrassed and acutely aware of his arousal. Harry rolled over and got to his knees. He realised that his glasses were fogged and smeared slightly and wiped them on his T-shirt, looking down at the ground and blushing furiously.
"What do you want, Tonks?" demanded Sirius, slightly irritated by this interruption. "Remus is back at the house. Having a lie down. You can go and join him if you want."
"Calm down, Sirius," giggled Tonks, staring pointedly at Sirius' groin area. "You'll be able to have some quality time with your godson later. I've come to take him to Diagon Alley to get his school things."
"I could have taken him," muttered Sirius sullenly.
"I'm sure you would have done, if I hadn't turned up." Tonks grinned mischievously. "How long has this been going on? And why wasn't I informed?"
"Nothing's been going on," replied Sirius. "Which is why you weren't informed."
"Didn't look like nothing to me." Harry stared at Tonks blankly while she bickered with Sirius. His breathing was starting to return to normal, and he felt slightly dazed by what had just happened. It was unexpected, it was sudden, it was so Sirius,, and it had felt so good . . .
He jerked himself back to the present when he realised that Tonks was staring at him. He had no idea what she had just said.
"Er, what?" Tonks snorted.
"Just like your father. Mind only on one thing." She winked at him. "I was saying, if you're quite finished here, I'm going to take you to Diagon Alley."
"Oh. All right." He turned to Sirius, who was still looking sulky, unsure of what to do. Should I kiss him goodbye? Or hug him? Or just wave . . . Sirius solved that particular problem by giving him a big bear hug and ruffling his hair so that it stuck up even more than usual.
"See you later, sonner. I would come with, but Dumbledore reckons I'll be safer here." He grinned suddenly. "Think I'll go and pay old Carne another visit." Harry walked off with Tonks, occasionally glancing back towards his godfather. Sirius was gazing after them, grinning, and once they had reached the top of the hill he turned his back to them and walked back to the house.
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"So, what exactly is going on between you and Sirius?" demanded Tonks a couple of hours later. They were sat outside Florean Fortescue's, enjoying large sundaes in the shade of a huge umbrella that occasionally fanned cool air towards them. Harry shrugged as he spooned ice cream into his mouth.
"What's going on between you and Remus?" he countered. Tonks shrugged too.
"Nothing. Well, not much anyway. He asked me out to dinner on Thursday night. I said I'd think about it."
"Why? Sirius reckons he's crazy about you."
"Keeps 'em keen if you show a bit of indifference. In my experience, once you show them you're keen they tend to go off you a bit. In fact, if you really want to get rid of a man, start talking about weddings and what to call your kids, stuff like that. The Big C. They'll be gone faster than you can say fizzing whizbee." Harry snorted into his ice cream as Tonks grinned.
"You do realise that Sirius has already planned his outfit to your wedding?"
"He's got a while to wait then. We haven't even kissed yet. I think he's a bit shy, to tell you the truth. It's taken me this long to get him to ask me out to dinner!"
"Couldn't you have just asked him yourself?"
"Of course not! It's more fun my way!" Her smile faded slightly as she gazed at Harry. "Be careful, all right?"
"What do you mean?" he asked, confused. What did he have to be careful about? Of course Voldemort was after him, but apart from that, he was all right.
"Just be careful. When it comes to love, you know. Sirius is a great guy and all - damn, if he was the slightest bit interested I'd've bagged him ages ago!" Her eyes twinkled again. "And you certainly seemed to be enjoying yourselves earlier, but I reckon you ought to think very carefully about going into a relationship with him. He's old enough to be your father, he's your godfather, he's still a convicted murderer - there's a million and one reasons why this isn't a good idea." She sighed at the mutinous look on Harry's face. "I'm not saying don't go for it. If you're determined, nothing can stop you. You're just like your father in that respect. And that could be the problem."
"I'm not my dad. I know that. Sirius knows that," growled Harry, suddenly not fancying his ice cream and feeling furious.
"I'm not sure that he does, sometimes." Harry glared at her. "All right, you're right. He does know that you're not your dad. I just can't help feeling a bit worried about you, all the same. Just be careful, okay? Don't lose your heart too fast." She laughed suddenly. "Oh, Merlin's beard! I'm turning into my mother! Right, Harry, forget everything I've just said, shag him senseless and tell me all the details in the morning!" Harry laughed too, his anger forgotten.
"So you're still going to be around in the morning, are you?" he asked.
"Might do. Might have to get Remus drunk later. I've heard werewolves are better lovers than Slytherins, and I want to test out the theory."
"Who have you dated in Slytherin then?" demanded Harry. Tonks ignored him and stood up, gathering up half of Harry's bags.
"We'd better be getting back, Sirius will probably be driving that poor old ghost mental by now."
"Don't change the subject!" protested Harry, gathering up the rest of his bags and following her.
"I'm not, I'm ignoring you, there's a subtle difference."
"Right. I'll find out, you know."
"Bet you half a Galleon you don't."
"You're on." They made their way back to the deserted village, Harry thinking of ways of finding out Tonks' mystery Slytherin lover. He soon forgot all about it, though, when he saw Sirius waving at them from the branches of the huge pear tree in the yard of the church, covered in ectoplasm.
"I don't think old Carne likes me," he remarked, climbing down and enveloping Harry in a hug. "This stuff's really difficult to get off, you know," he grinned, wiping his hands in Harry's hair. Harry rolled his eyes and pushed Sirius away.
"Thanks, Sirius. Just what I always wanted. Slime covered clothes, very sexy!"
"Glad you think so," smirked Sirius, kissing Harry's cheek, before taking his hand and pulling him back towards the house. "Come on, let's get back to the house. I'm sure Tonks is eager to get her hands into her wolfman!" Tonks made an obscene gesture behind Sirius' back, and followed them, laughing.
