Loss
By BlackPotterGrl
Chapter XXIV- TalkingHe left his room for a few minutes to bandage his hand, and was ambushed by Sirius who asked him to go into the living room. He should have assumed this would happen. He had tried to commit suicide.
In actuality, he wasn't sure what he had been trying to achieve. He probably wouldn't have actually killed himself, but he was sure he would have bled to the point where he would have to be hospitalized.
Now that it was all over and the feelings that had been overwhelming for him were far from his mind, he was a bit frightened at the prospect of what he could have done. What if Sirius had been just a minute too late? What if he hadn't shown up at all, just to find his cold body on the floor?
He felt bad thinking it but had he meant to be caught? Sirius would have seen how desperate he was about the whole thing, and decided to call the engagement off. He felt even worse that he was feeling a bit disappointed. He wasn't really that insane was he? That he would have killed himself because of some bitch Sirius was attracted to. He did feel a bit relieved that the thought of how guilty Sirius would feel wasn't crossing his mind. Well, it is, he thought.
He groaned audibly as he saw Remus staring at him from behind the couch. He should have guessed.
"Sit down." Sirius's voice was stern. Remus gave him a reprimanding look that Harry didn't even want to fathom. Was he going to be treated like some mentally unstable person?
He sat down in an armchair that was far away from the couch where Sirius joined his friend.
Remus drew breath through the corners of his mouth, and said "Where to begin."
Harry squeezed the bridge of his nose.
"Harry?" His godfather's voice was a lot softer then he had expected it to be. He was prepared for a big long lecture, and judging by the way Sirius took his revelation that he had cut himself before, he could expect him to blow his temper. Maybe it would be different this time.
He looked up. He didn't know what he was going to say. He was all ready pissed off at him as it was.
"Do you remember back when… erm, you first told me you used to cut yourself?" He continued with a small nod. "And when you asked me what I was going to do about it, I said that I wanted you to talk to me when something was bothering you."
"Not like that would have helped." He said quietly.
"Harry, what Sirius is trying to say is that…" Harry cringed. Here is comes. I'm going to be sent to some sort of mental hospital. "We're worried about you. We're worried that you're going to do something like this again."
"No I'm not! I swear."
"Look, I know that you really don't want me to get married, but I think you're going way too far with this."
"That wasn't the only reason, Sirius. It was just… everything piling up at once, and…"
"I really hope you aren't about to blame me for taking you off the quidditch team." He said sounding reprimanding.
"NO!" He exclaimed. "I'm not that goddamn shallow. Jeez." He narrowed his eyes, looking disappointed. "I was just in a really bad place. I'm fine now." He was lying. But he wasn't going to try and kill himself again.
"Were you just doing this so that I don't marry Carmon?"
"I told you that I'm not that fucked up in the head, Sirius. I'm not going to kill myself just because you're marrying a bitch. You're the one that's going to commit suicide one day."
Remus interrupted them as they exchanged death glares. "Be that as it may, Harry, you still tried to kill yourself. Doesn't that mean anything to you?"
"I didn't try to commit suicide. I was just cutting. What do you know about suicide anyway?"
"An awful lot, to tell you the truth."
"Why, you read a book on it?" He was being an ass hole, and he knew it.
"No… I've done it."
Harry sighed. "Really?"
"Yes, he did. Damn near bled to death once."
"That is the point of suicide… to die." He exchanged narrowed eyes with Sirius.
"Thank you, Sirius. Actually, maybe Harry and I can talk alone for a bit?"
Sirius took the hint and left. "So, why did you do it?" Harry asked Remus.
"Well, it's a bit depressing knowing that you can never have any sort of relationship with a woman in fear that they might find out that you're a werewolf. And I could never have kids, or a job, or anything."
"When did you try to kill yourself?"
"About fourth year."
"What stopped you?" He was pretty sure he knew what though.
"Uh… Sirius." He gave Harry a knowing look.
"You too, huh?"
"And James, too." He said. "He pulled me out of the lake when I tried to drown myself."
"I thought Sirius said you almost bled to death." Remus winced, but it was almost invisible.
"No, I almost bled to death when I cut myself too deeply."
"You cut, too?"
"A lot. Over stupid stuff as it was. I mean, I'd miss a couple of quaffles in Quidditch, and our team would win, even, and still I'd cut. I've read a lot of stupid stuff about that, and being a werewolf and cutting pretty much go hand in hand."
"What happened though? I mean, how did you manage to stop?"
"My friends, mostly. Well, Sirius and sometimes James. Peter was pretty clueless to the whole thing. Hated the sight of blood, so he just avoided me when I 'got into one of my moods'. Annoying little git." He muttered the last part under his breath.
"I'm almost fresh out of those. Hermione doesn't know about any of the things going on with me. We don't talk like that."
"That's all right. I'll lend you my best friend." He said smirking.
"He's part of the problem, how's he going help?" His voice was skeptical. He wasn't a big fan of this psychology stuff.
"When did I ever say Sirius was my best friend?"
"HEY!" He heard from the kitchen.
"You weren't supposed to be listening." Remus called back.
"Fine, I'm going, I'm going."
"Sirius loves you. You can't deny that."
"I know. And he 'loves Carmon in a different sort of way'." His voice was mocking.
"Forget Carmon, or Murphy, or who ever that bitch is." Remus's lips turned up at the sight of the broad smile that Harry wore.
"You've got two options here, Harry. You can ignore the fact that Sirius is marrying someone who you don't approve of and you can try to move past it and have a good relationship with your Godfather… or you can be spiteful for the rest of your life and become estranged. Because unless either one of them have a huge fight before this summer when the wedding is, you're kind of screwed.
"Are you actually giving me those options, or are you just trying to tell me what's going to happen if I don't make up with Sirius?"
"Nope, it's your life. I'm just trying to look at this logically."
"Thanks for the insight I guess, Remus."
"As I was saying, Sirius loves you, and he wants you to happy."
"Yes…" He replied, wondering where this was going.
"So, we talked a bit, and we both agreed that we would have to be complete and total idiots to let you go and live by yourself in some cheap apartment."
Harry let out a breath of air. "But, we don't think it's right to force you to live somewhere that you don't want to. It's not fair to you, and it's not fair to the people around you who'll have to deal with your sulky attitude." The last part was in jest.
"How do you plan on fixing that?" He didn't want to voice his opinion of how, because he didn't want to sound presumptuous.
"You've got a choice. You can either live with Sirius and his wife until you turn eighteen, or you can live with me over the summers."
He had to admit –at least to himself - to his own embarrassment, that he had actually been hoping that Sirius was going to force him to make him live with him… with or without Murphy. This was the sort of choice he had been dreading.
He couldn't admit that he wanted to stay with Sirius. He had too much pride. More, he didn't want Sirius to know that he would settle for Murphy. He was still childishly holding on to the hope that maybe Sirius would give in and dump her.
"Do I have to decide now?" He asked quietly.
"You've got all school year to decide. Get to know your new step-Godmother." He smirked.
"Is that an accurate title?"
"Probably not, but who cares? She's the person who you're going to have to live with until you turn eighteen unless you live with me."
"Thanks for reminding me. And you… you would want me to live with you?"
"If I didn't, why would I be asking you?"
"Can I come back yet?" Sirius called from somewhere in the kitchen.
"It was nice talking to you Harry. I really hope you're going to stop cutting yourself, and that this makes you feel better. You know you can talk to me at any time, right? Just call me through Sirius's fireplace if you want to talk about anything that you don't think you can talk to Sirius about."
"Stop encouraging him, Moony."
"I'll see you later Padfoot. Tell me as soon as you get that reply in the mail." He winked at him, and Harry was, of course, suspicious .
He disappeared through the fireplace.
He turned slowly to look at Sirius, not looking forward to it. He sat down in the loveseat closest to his armchair
"Harry… sit down. I guess I owe you an explanation." He looked as thrilled about it as Harry was.
"Once again, I'm all ready sitting down."
Sirius grinned sheepishly a bit.
"Harry, I know you haven't had a real girlfriend yet, unless you're hiding something from me, and I don't think you are."
Harry shook his head sighing. He really wasn't liking the direction this was going.
"It's… not something that you can really say in words, Harry. The feeling you get when you're in love." Harry groaned loudly.
"Keep the sappiness down to a minimum please." He begged.
"Fine. I'll try. This is hard for me, okay?"
He nodded, looking harassed.
"I know you probably think this is just someone who I found in a pub, jumped in bed with, and proposed to, but that's not true at all." He shuddered at the word 'bed'.
"She was my fiancé before I went to Azkaban. I don't think Remus even met her, but we had been going together for almost six months before I proposed. It was only about a month later that I was sent to Azkaban."
"What I don't understand, and I don't think I will ever understand, is how you manage to like someone with the personality of a mountain troll."
Sirius looked as if he wanted to glare viciously, judging by the grimace on his face.
"She's not that bad, Harry. I know her personally, and she treats me really good."
"It doesn't bother you that she's mean to almost everybody besides you?"
"That's not true, Harry. She's not a very trusting person, I know, but you have to get to know her better.
"She went through a hard time… 14 years she thought I had actually committed those crimes, and it turned her… well, a bit bitter."
"A bit! Jeez, she makes Snape seem like he's just in a bad mood. Heck, she makes McGonagall seem like she's high on anti-depressants."
"Harry! That's quite enough!"
"I'm just trying to be truthful here."
"Look, I know it probably won't mean much to you, because you're pretty young. She reminds me of much happier times. You know? Back when your parents where still alive, back when Peter was my friend, back when Remus and I talked more then once every couple months."
"Sirius, why do you keep on dwelling on that? You need to move on. You've got a life now. Live in the present."
"It's hard to forget your best friend, Harry." He said loudly, and pointedly. To this, Harry gave him an equally pointed look. "And it's hard to just move past the girl who you planned on marrying. At least she accepts me. Who else is going to ignore the fact that I was a convicted murderer?"
"If you're settling for someone, then you're better off alone, Sirius. You need to find someone who isn't a total bitch."
"She isn't a bitch! How many times do I have to tell you that I love her?!" He was almost shouting.
"Fine. I don't care. I'm not marrying her!"
"I've got you and that's it. I need someone else."
"Then I don't see why you're so miserable about me not living with you. I hope you're very happy living with her."
"But I want you too!"
"Fine! So, I'll be miserable for the next few years so that you'll be happy, Sirius! And you better goddamn act like it too!" Later, he would realize that if he had just dropped the last line, he could have passed it off as sarcasm.
It took Sirius a few seconds to figure what his godson had just agreed to. It took Harry almost a minute. When he realized that he had resolved to stay, he found himself wrapped in a tight hug, while his Godfather thanked him profusely.
This wasn't the good kind of hug, that made him feel better, and was warm and happy… in fact, he was hating this hug; mainly, because it smelled like Murphy's perfume.
Being as he was suspended, he spent the next few days very bored, and very annoyed. He had given up the chance to live with Remus, all by accident. He didn't know how those words had come out of his mouth, but he had a feeling he was going to regret them for a long time. Sirius wore a perpetual smile on his face every time Harry came into the room, being that he was happy that Harry was going to stay.
Hermione was a bit peeved at him for a long while, if by peeved Harry meant in an explosive mood, but she couldn't stay mad at him for too long.
After dinner one night, the two went for a walk around the lake.
"I'm still unclear about why you decided to get drunk, and all that. Stealing Sirius's motorcycle and then wrecking it? Why would you do something like that!?"
"I knew Sirius was going to be fuming mad at me, because it was his motorcycle, and Dumbledore would be mad because I broke the rules and I got drunk… but I would have expected you to be a little more concerned about me… I mean, I did get into a car accident!"
"You where wearing a helmet! I'm not stupid, I know that you can't get hurt when you're wearing a helmet. The worst thing you had to suffer through was a hangover."
"That not true. I had to suffer through an unbearably longwinded speech from Remus, Dumbledore, you, and countless numbers of them from Sirius. That was torture, Hermione!"
In reply, he got a slap on the shoulder. "You still didn't answer my question… why did you do it?"
"I was pissed off! How would you feel if you heard… well, that's a bad example. Anyway, Sirius is getting married, and I didn't even know he was datin-"
"HE'S WHAT???!!!"
Hermione looked absolutely devastated. "I know! This really sucks. And you know who it is?"
Like always, Harry completely missed the point of Hermione's displeasure. "He's getting married?" She groaned.
"Murphy!" This was immediately followed by his regular long string of insults.
"Sirius is getting married?" She cried again.
"And now I have to live with them this summer!"
"Married?"
"This is going to be horrible! She hates my guts! You've seen how she acts towards me… to everyone…"
"I can't believe he would do this!"
"I know!"
"Remus offered to let me live with him for the summers, but Sirius got me so flustered I accidentally agreed to keep living with Sirius!"
"Well I guess if he's happy, then you should be happy for him."
"God, Hermione, can't you see I'm trying to rant?"
"Well it's true, Harry! What if you wanted to marry some random girl, and Sirius didn't like her? Would you call off the wedding?"
"He wouldn't have to live with her."
Hermione sighed, knowing he was going to have an answer to everything she threw at him. "Don't you think Sirius should be happy though?"
"I am in no mood for your sense-making logic."
"Because you know it's true."
"Maybe. Still doesn't mean I want to hear about it. And why are you on his side now? A few seconds ago you didn't like it either."
"It's none of either of our business, that's why."
"Why is everyone saying that? Of course it's my business. How could it not be? She's living in my house!"
"No, she's living in Sirius's house, and so are you."
"Yeah! Maybe she's just marrying him for his money!"
Hermione lapsed into silence, letting him rant, knowing she, like so many others, would fail to convince him.
He talked for almost five minutes straight. Finally, with exhaustion, Hermione stopped him. "Harry. Will you please shut up?" Her voice was actually pleading.
"NO! This is important. How am I supposed to stand there while Sirius ruins his li-." This statement ended with a hardy splash.
Looking up with shook as he waded in the water, he pushed hair out of his face and glared at Hermione. Through chattering teeth, he managed to say, "Well s-s-someone's PMSing."
Harry climbed to the side of the lake and pulled himself out, squirting water to the ground.
"You ready to be quiet yet?"
"How are you going to ask me a question like that after you've just pushed me in a lake? Of course I'm not going to be quiet!"
"Fine, but you're going to have to walk back to the castle wet, because I'm not using a drying spell." She then dodged his arms as he tried to throw her in the lake as well.
Being as it was December, he ran quite fast up to the castle, chasing Hermione the whole way back before his clothes froze to his skin.
He still shivered as he chased her, but she managed to disappear into the common room, where he wasn't allowed to go.
He retreated to Sirius's room, his shoes squishing, as he dripped. Filch was going to have a heart attack.
Sirius looked up from a book he was reading, and smiled as he walked through the door. It slowly melted into bewilderment.
"Wha-" Harry shook his head.
"You don't want to know."
"Probably don't." He looked back down at his book, but with a flick of his wand, Harry was instantly dry.
"Hogsmead weekend, you know?"
"Yeah, I know. Am I allowed to go?"
"Your suspension ends Friday, so you can go wherever you want. You can move back into your dormitory Friday night if you want to."
"Yeah, okay."
"Actually… well, Saturday, Carmon and I had planned on making it a sort of… well, date."
"None of my business." His jaw was clenched.
"I just don't want you to get upset if you see us together. I'm planning on announcing my engagement to all of my classes next week."
"Still, none of my business."
"Don't hold that sort of attitude towards the whole thing, Harry. I'm not asking you to pretend that you're happy about this, but maybe you could try not to sound so resentful?"
"Who's resentful? Can't you see by my face? I'm ecstatic about the whole thing!" His face stayed blank.
"I just want you to know that I appreciate you doing this for me. It really shows me that you care about me a lot that you're not acting like a brat about all of this.
"You told me twenty times already, Sirius."
"Well it's true."
"Harry, will you just quit it all ready?"
He had been bugging Hermione for the past five minutes about reasons Sirius shouldn't get married.
"And another thing; she looks like a total slut. She's probably going to give him all sorts of STDs or something."
"I have an idea, how about you fill up a book, and I'll just read that."
"That's not a bad idea. What should I call it?"
"How about, 'The Diary of a Teenage Psychopath?'" she said as he got up to order them two more butterbeers.
Hermione was very close to socking him in the face, he was driving her so crazy. He hadn't taken the hint when she threw him in the lake, and he was still rambling on about why Murphy was a bitch, like she didn't already know.
"Did I tell you about the time when she gave me detention for asking Seamus for a quill?
"Five times today, Harry. I'm about ready to leave you sitting here alone and go hang out with Mal-" She stopped when she noticed that Harry wasn't paying attention. She looked behind her towards the general direction of where Harry had his eyes fixed unblinkingly.
"What?" She asked, not noticing anything. Harry just looked straight ahead at the sight before him.
"It's them." He said stoically.
She looked back and noticed them as well. "Yeah, it is."
Not only where Sirius and Murphy sitting next to each other on a couch by the side of the shop where a Christmas tree was being set up, they were making out.
"This is disgusting." He exclaimed, not in a loud enough voice for anyone to notice however. "Let's go." He said getting to his feet.
Hermione pulled him back into his chair. "Harry, you're going to be living with them both, you might as well get used to it."
Harry gave Hermione an incredulous look. "Whose side are you on? Honestly! I don't understand how it is you're sticking up for him. Didn't you have a crush on him anyway?"
Hermione's eyes widened, and he noticed her go a bit pink. "I- I don't know what you're talking about, Harry. I happen to have a boyfriend, if you didn't already know. I think we should both go. I promised I'd meet Ginny, and we'd look for new clothes. Do you want to come?"
"Are you kidding me?" He cried. He muttered. "This just isn't the same without Ron around." He turned his eyes from Hermione as she looked at him with sad eyes, but his eyes met his Godfather making out, and he had to look back down.
"I don't like having to divide my time between the two of you, Harry, but Ginny lost her brother, and she needs a good friend right now."
"Fine, go ahead. I don't care.
"How about we go get some candy first? Come on."
"Yeah, fine." He began walking toward the door, when a brilliant idea struck him from above, and he froze. Hermione looked back and looked fearful as a devious smile slowly spread across his face.
"Harry? Harry, I don't like that look on your face. What are you about to- Harry!"
He walked with the air of a person about to claim their paycheck.
He sat on the arm of the couch with his smile as wide as physically possible and smoothly said in a low, but audible voice in Murphy's general direction, "You know, Sirius ate rats almost all of last year."
The response almost instantaneous. With a shriek, she jumped from her place next to Sirius, and with wide eyes, stared at him in horror.
"What the hell?" Sirius said in confusion having not heard Harry's comment.
She flew from The Three Broomsticks with an amazing speed.
Harry stared at Hermione with a cocky smile, but she didn't see it, her head being in her hands.
He ignored Sirius's look of bewilderment, and then anger, and then furiousness, as he took Hermione by the arm and led her out the door.
He couldn't keep the smile off of his face for the rest of that day, even whilst noticing death glares in his direction from Sirius on the brief occasion that they met while on the street. He followed Hermione around, not caring that she was dragging him through some of the most disgusting and feminine stores of all of Hogsmead. Well, only for about twenty minutes, and then he met up with some of the guys in his dorm.
End Chapter XXIV- TalkingNotes: yeah, It wasn't much of a chapter. A lot of filling, I know. But I hope you savored it, because it's the third to last chapter, I'm almost positive. I hope everyone has enjoyed Loss, because it's coming to an end. The last for a very long time. I'm probably going to fix up a lot of Loss and finish my two other stories, and maybe start a third one before I begin the sequel.
The next chapter is in its early stages of being written, but a lot happens in it. We will get a taste of what neglect awaits Harry when Sirius and Murphy get married. IF – and it's a big if – they actually do get married.
Reviews:
Aalikane: I suppose that could have happened… if it didn't. I'm not trying to make fun or anything. You cried? I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to make people cry, I guess. That happened to my glasses too.
Kiki: Thanks for liking my fic at least, despite my character. I hate her too.
Moony Marauder: Thanks a lot. So true about there not being enough angst anymore. It's just so sad! I can't promise you anything so sorry. Thanks for your review.
ImaginaryFriendless: I can't promise you anything about Ron. Yes, it did take Harry a while to crack. I'm glad you can sympathize with Sirius, because most people really can't.
Eruve tinwen: I'm sorry if I made you cry. That happened to me, actually, when I was watching the commercial for the last episode of Friends, and they were playing that song by Evanescence. I wanted to cry.
FroBoy: Thanks a lot.
Star-prancer: Thanks a lot. I'm really glad you liked my interpretation of how Harry would be feeling. I wasn't sure if I was going over-board or not. I liked my analogy with the Dursleys as well. I know what you mean by knowing that it's wrong, but knowing how he could think it was right. And I'm glad that my compassioned helped everyone to realize that Sirius was really upset that he did something like that. Like he was scared that he was going to become like his parents. Thanks for your review.
Buffy Summers1: Thanks. This is probably one of my favorite chapters as well. Thanks for your review.
Shawn Pickett: Yeah, Sirius's punishment was really extreme, but it really is pretty much the least of Harry's problems. He will have to come up with another hobby, or Sirius will have to give it back to him. One of those things is going to happen in the near future. Thanks for your review.
Didge: Yeah, I feel really bad for Harry and Sirius. Don't worry, everyone hates Murphy. Thanks.
Solaris Day: It really hurts me too, that I have to do this to Harry. Yeah, it really sucks for Harry that no one really gets it at all. I'm really glad that you get how Harry's feeling, and his emotions and the confusion he feels. Not everyone gets that. Can I just say that your review was very well written, and that I enjoyed it very much. I think everyone wants to hug Harry at this point. I know I do.
Sailoranime: So who's going to send the first email? Do you want to? If you do, I will, but I can't think of anything to say for right now. I really want you to see my fan art, even though it isn't that good. I guess you could consider it fan fan art, since it fan art of a fanfiction, right? I'm getting a new Internet provider soon I think. It's broadband or something. I'm not sure. Jeez, it only took us about 4 chapters to figure out what you said. Now I don't even know what we where talking about. Yes, I'm sure you'll be interested in it.
Yeah, I think you hit the nail on the head, there. I wanted to get it written. Part of last chapter could have been written better, I know. I can't believe Dwelling made you cry though! I guess it's different for authors then for readers. Though a bunch of people said they cried for this chapter. I liked that a lot. One's being an idiot, and the other's being a melodramatic teenager. I'm not exactly sure which one's which, sorry.
I don't think there is going to be a big huge confrontation between them. He's all ready on probation for the whole 'getting drunk' thing. He doesn't need to be expelled for calling her a 'scanky bitch'. I have written out that conversation in my head though, I must admit. I hope this met your approval.
Hp-lover-1-lol-: That's all right. I forgot what I said to you in my response. Well, you see what happened.
ILOVETOWRITE456: I love angsty stories as well. They just really appeal to me for some reason. Go figure.
Einna Aurora Du'an: Thanks a lot. Well, I'm glad you read most of this story at least.
Oceanjewel: Yeah, I guess I am doing a lot to Harry. I liked the change in this chapter. A lot more angst. A lot of crap has come between Harry and Sirius. It's going to take a lot to get them back to the way they used to be. A possibility, albeit a small one. Thanks for your review.
Jellybaybee: actually, it's the question on everyone's lips. I'm not saying what happened to Ron, obviously, but there is a fifty/fifty chance he is. Hold on just a second. You read 23 chapters in an hour? staggers in shock Wow!
Someone: Thanks a lot. You saw that I've just updated both of my stories. Yes, they were really slow. I'm sorry. Thanks, though.
Saf saf: Thanks. Yeah, I get that problem as well. When ever I leave a cliffhanger off, I always run into about five of them. It really wasn't that big a cliffhanger though. I wouldn't surprise me if Sirius didn't realize what was right in front of his face. Thanks for putting me on your stories list.
XoXMelJayXoX: Yeah, a lot of other people told me they cried, or where close to tears, so it couldn't have just been me. Thanks.
Ana: Thanks. I was trying to avoid the stereotypical fic when I wrote this. I guess you'll just have to see what happens to Murphy, but I'm not guaranteeing anything. I know she sucks, but I would be a really boring story if it was just a big long fic on Sirius and Harry's relationship without it hitting any snags.
Savoy Truffle: I'm not guaranteeing anything, but I must say that you are possibly the only person who wants Sirius and Murphy to get married. But I guess different strokes, huh? No, I'm sorry, I didn't review 'The Perfect Family', so I'm sorry. Yes, I saw those two other stories. Sorry, I haven't gotten around to reading them. I could never master a language I really suck at that. I'm always failing Spanish. Don't worry. I don't plan on abandoning this fic.
Calen: Harry was abused before. And Sirius didn't really beat him up. He just slapped him around a bit. Don't worry. Sirius isn't going to hit him again. He feels like he's going to become too much like his parents if he hits Harry, and he feels really guilty for it.
Angel74: Thank you. I'm glad that you found this fic again.
Vanilja: Thanks. I'm surprised you don't read many fifth-year fics. I thrive on them. I'm glad that I make it realistic. I don't like excessive crying much. I don't think Sirius would abandon Harry. This chapter you can see that Harry was close to abandoning him though. Thanks for your review. I hope you liked my other stories.
Gaby11: I'm glad you liked it so much. As you can see, I incorporated the theory that Murphy may be after Sirius's money into this chapter. That isn't to say that she is though. I thought about writing a chapter about their prenuptial agreement, but I decided not to. No, I can tell you that neither of those are the case. But it's interesting you would bring up James… I won't say anymore though. I do that sometimes. In times of lots of stress, I twitch a lot, but I don't think Harry should develop a twitch. There isn't enough space in this next chapter, and the next one is all ready written. It's a good idea though.
I know that, and you know that, but neither of us have experienced a situation, and they are supposed to really make you alter your feelings of what is important to you, and what isn't. Yeah, I'm hoping Lupin is going to become important as well.
Notes: So, thanks to everyone who have reviewed, and sticked with me this long. I really appreciate it. I mentioned above what's going to happen in the next chapter. I hope you've enjoyed this one, however.