Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter I do not own any characters in this or any other fanfiction I have written. I' am doing this purely for the fun of it. Everything is own by JKRowling.
Chapter 5
Mrs. Weasley was sitting n the living room reading a cooking book, when her fireplace sprang to life and a tear stricken Harry Potter fell out. Getting up she rushed over to help her adoptive son up.
"Harry what are you doing here?" asked Molly.
Looking into Molly's concerned face all Harry's walls crashed as he sobbed out, "I've done something terrible," then he broke down completely explaining everything that had happened and how he felt since he'd been shot.
Molly Weasley pulled the boy- no young man, over to the sofa where she sat him down and hugged him rocking him back and forth repeating comforting and soothing words.
Half-way through her soothing the back door opened and Fred, George (who were on a short vacation, from their shop), Hermione, Ron, and Ginny came bounding in laughing and calling each other. Entering the living room they all fell silent s they surveyed the scene. Fred and George shared a knowing glance before taking the others back outside.
Harry finally stopped an hour later, he now felt exhausted as the days events finally caught up with him, and he let out a yawn and continued to be comforted by Molly until he felt himself slip into unconsciousness.
Molly looked down at then now sleeping for of Harry, sighing quietly Molly gently took of his glasses laid him down on the sofa and pulled a blanket over him. Then she bustled out into the back yard to see the concerned looks of her own children and Hermione.
Jumping up Ginny asked, "Is he okay?"
"I'm not sure Ginny, dear," answered Molly.
"When did he turn up?" questioned Ron.
"About an hour ago," answered Molly, "Now I have to go over to Harry's house, if Harry wakes up you are not to ask him anything. Is that clear?"
"Yes," they all chorused.
"Good," replied Molly before apparating into Garden Avenue.
***
After Harry had left Sirius sat down on Harry's bed with a heavy heart. Remus was still looking at the floor shamed face; the silence in the bedroom was unbearable everything had gone down hill since Remus had slept with Harry. 'Merlin what have I done?' thought Remus guilty.
Finally Sirius broke the silence by asking, "Do you love me Remus?"
Looking up at the hurt expression on Sirius' face all Remus could do was nod his head vigorously as tears threatened to spill over his eyes.
Finally finding his Vice Remus answered honestly, "Sirius I wish I could say it was all a mistake but these last few weeks I've realised I love you and Harry,"
Sirius looked dumbfounded as he asked, "You love Harry and... and me?"
Again Remus just nodded as he found himself choked up again, this time a few tears managed to escape and fall down his face. 'Please let this gets all cleared up,' thought Remus.
Sirius took a closer look at Remus and noticed a small wet trail flowing down his face, then realization hit him and it him hard. 'How could we all be so stupid?' thought Sirius, 'Merlin this is such a mess why couldn't we all just tell each other how we felt. No wonder Harry and Remus were drunk obviously Harry had wanted to kiss Remus and didn't want Remus to remember. But Remus loves me and Harry, Harry loves Remus and me and me? I love them both.' Sirius let out his bark like laugh, Remus looked over confused.
"Sirius what's funny?" asked Remus bewildered.
"Remus we all love each other," answered Sirius now chuckling.
Remus eyes went wide as he replied, "You... you love... love Harry?" "I have done for a while now, and he loves us," commented Sirius sobering up, "Merlin we all royally cocked up with him. Come on I think he needs an explanation."
Both Remus and Sirius shared a brief kiss and a hug and then started to make their way down the stairs; they had only managed to get half-way down when an angry Molly Weasley's voice was heard.
"REMUS. J. LUPIN AND SIRIUS BLACK YOU GET DOWN HERE NOW!" screeched Molly.
Grimacing Remus and Sirius finished walking down the stairs and entered the kitchen where Molly was standing hands on her hips.
"Molly what brings you here?" asked Sirius innocently.
"DO YOU TWO HAVE ANY IDEA WHAY YOU'VE DONE?" bellowed Molly glaring at Sirius and Remus.
"Um I think we should sit down," suggested Remus timidly.
Sirius agreed and offered a chair to Molly who took it but kept shooting glares at the two men. Both men coward slightly at the red heads fury.
"Molly could you explain why you're here?" asked Sirius again.
Instead of shouting /molly explained, "I have your godson asleep on my couch at the moment. He spent the last hour cry, his heart broken because all he wanted to do was be a good godson and also to be noticed by you both,"
"Molly we have only just admitted to each other how we fell about Harry and were planning on bringing him back here so we could explain to him," put in Remus trying to placate the woman.
Sighing Molly replied, "I think we all know how bad Harry's childhood was. I think when you, Sirius, told him to leave hi took it rather hard. He loves you both so very much,"
"Molly," began Sirius tentatively, "How did you know Harry loved us?" asked Sirius.
"You don't raise seven children and not pick up on their moods," explained Molly, "I noticed that when either of you tow walked into a room that Harry was in his whole face would light up. Even if he didn't realize yet that he loved you both I noticed that he did. When you (Sirius) fell behind the veil and we although you were dead, I saw Harry cave in on himself, he stopped eating did you know that?" questioned Molly, Sirius shook his head and Molly continued, "I saw Harry's life dying because no body could console him, he was in that much pain that if Remus walked into the room that Harry was in Harry would leave. It took nearly the whole summer for Harry to finally confined in Remus, then two weeks before he due to start his sixth year you walked back into his life and he brightened up again became the boy he use to be. Ever since that day Harry has gone out of his way to please you both and recently be noticed by you both and you both decided to throw it all in his face. Now I suggest you come to the Burrow in an hour I'll make sure Harry's awake," with that said Molly Weasley left the house and appartated back to her own home.
Everything Molly had said was true, Sirius had fallen through the veil at The Department of Mysteries duelling his cousin Bellatrix Lestrang, and no one knew what the veil was so they proclaimed Sirius dead.
In fact the veil wasn't the thing that would kill the person but the thing on the other side waiting to devour its meal would. Sirius had described it as a cross between a dragon and a were, he had quickly transformed into Padfoot and found a small cave to hide in. waiting till it was dark before venturing out it was then that he had realized that he was on a deserted island just off the coast of Australia.
Padfoot had managed to swim to the mainland but there was no way of swimming all the way back to England, so he had snuck onto a ferry that would travel all the way back to England but it would be a fortnight journey.
Whilst all that had been happening, Harry had given up hope of fighting Voldemort everyone he had ever cared about had died. He stopped eating; he isolated himself from all his friends all because he blamed himself.
Arriving back at Grimmauld place had been hard for him; he couldn't face anyone and started locking himself away in Sirius old room, only venturing out to use the bathroom.
It had finally taken Remus to unlock the door and walk in, the sight that had met him had been ghastly Harry was nothing more than skin and bones he was sitting on the floor with a pile of Sirius' old robes in front of him.
After a lot of fighting against Remus saying he was fine, Remus managed to break down all of Harry's walls he had around his heart, inside all the walls was a very lonely, grieving young man. (A/N: I'm not sure what else to add?)
***
Harry woke to a gentle shake to his shoulders opening his eyes he saw the blurry outline of Mrs. Weasley who was holding out his glasses for him.
Taking his glasses he mumbled his thanks then say up stretching, he looked at his watch and noticed it read two thirty in the afternoon.
"Come on dear, lets get you something to eat," commented Molly.
"Honestly Molly I'm not hungry," replied Harry dully.
Tapping her foot Molly answered, "Harry James Potter you are to eat something."
Not wanting to induce Molly's temper, Harry just nodded and went into the kitchen to sit at the table. At the table was Ron, Hermione and Ginny, the twins had gone off somewhere and not returned yet, Harry took a seat next to Ginny and started on a sandwich.
"Hi Harry," greeted Ginny, breaking the silence.
"Hey," replied Harry.
"Hey mate you okay?" asked Ron whilst the girls rolled their eyes at the stupid question.
Harry's anger rose up as he answered coldly, "I slept with someone and now they hate me. Is that what you wanted to hear?"
Mumbling Ron replied, "Didn't mean it like that,"
"Sorry," responded Harry, "I just need sometime to get my head around some personal things,"
"That's okay we understand," answered Hermione.
Before anyone could think of something more to talk about the Weasley's fireplace sprang to life, no one was that bothered to pay any attention and carried on eating it was only when the fireplace sprang to life a second time that Harry turned around in his seat his mouth dropped open as both Remus and Sirius stood their smiling at him.
Molly was just about reprimand Harry for not eating when she caught site of Remus and Sirius, "Come on you three you can all come into Diagon Alley with me," ordered Molly.
Ginny and Hermione agreed straight away but Ron needed a little persuasion. They all said farewell to Harry then left leaving just the three of them together.
Sirius took a seat next to Harry and asked bluntly, "Do you love us?"
"Of course I do," answered Harry, thinking Sirius meant paternally.
"I mean romantically," supplied Sirius.
Blushing Harry stuttered, "I... mean... what.... Yes,"
"Good," put in Remus smiling
"Why?" asked Harry, "I mean it's not as if you both love me?"
"Well actually we do," answered Sirius braking into a smile.
Harry looked over to Remus who also had a smile and was nodding his head, before Harry could answer he felt a pair of lips meet his own. Shocked Harry just sat their for a few seconds before responding to the kiss.
Breaking the kiss Sirius replied, "Does that answer your question?"
A smile spread across Harry's face as he answered, "Yes, and you both love met?"
Of course we do," answered Remus, "Why don't we head home?"
"That sounds like a great idea," replied Sirius.
Harry just nodded vigorously before a sharp short pain ran through the top of his left shoulder causing him to gasp out loud. The same exact thing happened in Remus' shoulder as well.
"What's wrong?" asked Sirius.
"I don't know," answered Remus, 'unless...', "Harry take off your shirt,"
"Why?" questioned Harry.
"Just do it then we'll get out answer," replied Remus.
Bewildered Harry unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, there on his left shoulder was what looked like love bite but it was deeper like a healed over scar. Identical smiles spread over Sirius and Remus' face, Sirius had exactly the same thing on his right shoulder.
"What is it?" asked Harry.
He sort of liked how it looked but it still didn't help him as to figure out what it was.
"That Harry is the way of Moony telling you you're his mate," answered Sirius proudly.
"But how did the wolf know we'd all end up together?" enquired Harry smiling.
"I'm not sure Harry. I think that even though I was drunk, Moony knew exactly what he was doing," explained Remus.
"Oh right," replied Harry, "Well are we just going to stand here or go home?"
"Come on," answered Sirius.
After flooing back to the house they spent the rest of the afternoon talking, Harry told them the truth behind the reason he had been avoiding him. Then Sirius and Remus explained what had been said after he'd left.
That night they'd spent the most part of it making love, and then they all fell asleep in each others arms. All three of them knew that no matter what they would always be together through thick and thin, argueing and making up.
I do not own Harry Potter I do not own any characters in this or any other fanfiction I have written. I' am doing this purely for the fun of it. Everything is own by JKRowling.
Chapter 5
Mrs. Weasley was sitting n the living room reading a cooking book, when her fireplace sprang to life and a tear stricken Harry Potter fell out. Getting up she rushed over to help her adoptive son up.
"Harry what are you doing here?" asked Molly.
Looking into Molly's concerned face all Harry's walls crashed as he sobbed out, "I've done something terrible," then he broke down completely explaining everything that had happened and how he felt since he'd been shot.
Molly Weasley pulled the boy- no young man, over to the sofa where she sat him down and hugged him rocking him back and forth repeating comforting and soothing words.
Half-way through her soothing the back door opened and Fred, George (who were on a short vacation, from their shop), Hermione, Ron, and Ginny came bounding in laughing and calling each other. Entering the living room they all fell silent s they surveyed the scene. Fred and George shared a knowing glance before taking the others back outside.
Harry finally stopped an hour later, he now felt exhausted as the days events finally caught up with him, and he let out a yawn and continued to be comforted by Molly until he felt himself slip into unconsciousness.
Molly looked down at then now sleeping for of Harry, sighing quietly Molly gently took of his glasses laid him down on the sofa and pulled a blanket over him. Then she bustled out into the back yard to see the concerned looks of her own children and Hermione.
Jumping up Ginny asked, "Is he okay?"
"I'm not sure Ginny, dear," answered Molly.
"When did he turn up?" questioned Ron.
"About an hour ago," answered Molly, "Now I have to go over to Harry's house, if Harry wakes up you are not to ask him anything. Is that clear?"
"Yes," they all chorused.
"Good," replied Molly before apparating into Garden Avenue.
***
After Harry had left Sirius sat down on Harry's bed with a heavy heart. Remus was still looking at the floor shamed face; the silence in the bedroom was unbearable everything had gone down hill since Remus had slept with Harry. 'Merlin what have I done?' thought Remus guilty.
Finally Sirius broke the silence by asking, "Do you love me Remus?"
Looking up at the hurt expression on Sirius' face all Remus could do was nod his head vigorously as tears threatened to spill over his eyes.
Finally finding his Vice Remus answered honestly, "Sirius I wish I could say it was all a mistake but these last few weeks I've realised I love you and Harry,"
Sirius looked dumbfounded as he asked, "You love Harry and... and me?"
Again Remus just nodded as he found himself choked up again, this time a few tears managed to escape and fall down his face. 'Please let this gets all cleared up,' thought Remus.
Sirius took a closer look at Remus and noticed a small wet trail flowing down his face, then realization hit him and it him hard. 'How could we all be so stupid?' thought Sirius, 'Merlin this is such a mess why couldn't we all just tell each other how we felt. No wonder Harry and Remus were drunk obviously Harry had wanted to kiss Remus and didn't want Remus to remember. But Remus loves me and Harry, Harry loves Remus and me and me? I love them both.' Sirius let out his bark like laugh, Remus looked over confused.
"Sirius what's funny?" asked Remus bewildered.
"Remus we all love each other," answered Sirius now chuckling.
Remus eyes went wide as he replied, "You... you love... love Harry?" "I have done for a while now, and he loves us," commented Sirius sobering up, "Merlin we all royally cocked up with him. Come on I think he needs an explanation."
Both Remus and Sirius shared a brief kiss and a hug and then started to make their way down the stairs; they had only managed to get half-way down when an angry Molly Weasley's voice was heard.
"REMUS. J. LUPIN AND SIRIUS BLACK YOU GET DOWN HERE NOW!" screeched Molly.
Grimacing Remus and Sirius finished walking down the stairs and entered the kitchen where Molly was standing hands on her hips.
"Molly what brings you here?" asked Sirius innocently.
"DO YOU TWO HAVE ANY IDEA WHAY YOU'VE DONE?" bellowed Molly glaring at Sirius and Remus.
"Um I think we should sit down," suggested Remus timidly.
Sirius agreed and offered a chair to Molly who took it but kept shooting glares at the two men. Both men coward slightly at the red heads fury.
"Molly could you explain why you're here?" asked Sirius again.
Instead of shouting /molly explained, "I have your godson asleep on my couch at the moment. He spent the last hour cry, his heart broken because all he wanted to do was be a good godson and also to be noticed by you both,"
"Molly we have only just admitted to each other how we fell about Harry and were planning on bringing him back here so we could explain to him," put in Remus trying to placate the woman.
Sighing Molly replied, "I think we all know how bad Harry's childhood was. I think when you, Sirius, told him to leave hi took it rather hard. He loves you both so very much,"
"Molly," began Sirius tentatively, "How did you know Harry loved us?" asked Sirius.
"You don't raise seven children and not pick up on their moods," explained Molly, "I noticed that when either of you tow walked into a room that Harry was in his whole face would light up. Even if he didn't realize yet that he loved you both I noticed that he did. When you (Sirius) fell behind the veil and we although you were dead, I saw Harry cave in on himself, he stopped eating did you know that?" questioned Molly, Sirius shook his head and Molly continued, "I saw Harry's life dying because no body could console him, he was in that much pain that if Remus walked into the room that Harry was in Harry would leave. It took nearly the whole summer for Harry to finally confined in Remus, then two weeks before he due to start his sixth year you walked back into his life and he brightened up again became the boy he use to be. Ever since that day Harry has gone out of his way to please you both and recently be noticed by you both and you both decided to throw it all in his face. Now I suggest you come to the Burrow in an hour I'll make sure Harry's awake," with that said Molly Weasley left the house and appartated back to her own home.
Everything Molly had said was true, Sirius had fallen through the veil at The Department of Mysteries duelling his cousin Bellatrix Lestrang, and no one knew what the veil was so they proclaimed Sirius dead.
In fact the veil wasn't the thing that would kill the person but the thing on the other side waiting to devour its meal would. Sirius had described it as a cross between a dragon and a were, he had quickly transformed into Padfoot and found a small cave to hide in. waiting till it was dark before venturing out it was then that he had realized that he was on a deserted island just off the coast of Australia.
Padfoot had managed to swim to the mainland but there was no way of swimming all the way back to England, so he had snuck onto a ferry that would travel all the way back to England but it would be a fortnight journey.
Whilst all that had been happening, Harry had given up hope of fighting Voldemort everyone he had ever cared about had died. He stopped eating; he isolated himself from all his friends all because he blamed himself.
Arriving back at Grimmauld place had been hard for him; he couldn't face anyone and started locking himself away in Sirius old room, only venturing out to use the bathroom.
It had finally taken Remus to unlock the door and walk in, the sight that had met him had been ghastly Harry was nothing more than skin and bones he was sitting on the floor with a pile of Sirius' old robes in front of him.
After a lot of fighting against Remus saying he was fine, Remus managed to break down all of Harry's walls he had around his heart, inside all the walls was a very lonely, grieving young man. (A/N: I'm not sure what else to add?)
***
Harry woke to a gentle shake to his shoulders opening his eyes he saw the blurry outline of Mrs. Weasley who was holding out his glasses for him.
Taking his glasses he mumbled his thanks then say up stretching, he looked at his watch and noticed it read two thirty in the afternoon.
"Come on dear, lets get you something to eat," commented Molly.
"Honestly Molly I'm not hungry," replied Harry dully.
Tapping her foot Molly answered, "Harry James Potter you are to eat something."
Not wanting to induce Molly's temper, Harry just nodded and went into the kitchen to sit at the table. At the table was Ron, Hermione and Ginny, the twins had gone off somewhere and not returned yet, Harry took a seat next to Ginny and started on a sandwich.
"Hi Harry," greeted Ginny, breaking the silence.
"Hey," replied Harry.
"Hey mate you okay?" asked Ron whilst the girls rolled their eyes at the stupid question.
Harry's anger rose up as he answered coldly, "I slept with someone and now they hate me. Is that what you wanted to hear?"
Mumbling Ron replied, "Didn't mean it like that,"
"Sorry," responded Harry, "I just need sometime to get my head around some personal things,"
"That's okay we understand," answered Hermione.
Before anyone could think of something more to talk about the Weasley's fireplace sprang to life, no one was that bothered to pay any attention and carried on eating it was only when the fireplace sprang to life a second time that Harry turned around in his seat his mouth dropped open as both Remus and Sirius stood their smiling at him.
Molly was just about reprimand Harry for not eating when she caught site of Remus and Sirius, "Come on you three you can all come into Diagon Alley with me," ordered Molly.
Ginny and Hermione agreed straight away but Ron needed a little persuasion. They all said farewell to Harry then left leaving just the three of them together.
Sirius took a seat next to Harry and asked bluntly, "Do you love us?"
"Of course I do," answered Harry, thinking Sirius meant paternally.
"I mean romantically," supplied Sirius.
Blushing Harry stuttered, "I... mean... what.... Yes,"
"Good," put in Remus smiling
"Why?" asked Harry, "I mean it's not as if you both love me?"
"Well actually we do," answered Sirius braking into a smile.
Harry looked over to Remus who also had a smile and was nodding his head, before Harry could answer he felt a pair of lips meet his own. Shocked Harry just sat their for a few seconds before responding to the kiss.
Breaking the kiss Sirius replied, "Does that answer your question?"
A smile spread across Harry's face as he answered, "Yes, and you both love met?"
Of course we do," answered Remus, "Why don't we head home?"
"That sounds like a great idea," replied Sirius.
Harry just nodded vigorously before a sharp short pain ran through the top of his left shoulder causing him to gasp out loud. The same exact thing happened in Remus' shoulder as well.
"What's wrong?" asked Sirius.
"I don't know," answered Remus, 'unless...', "Harry take off your shirt,"
"Why?" questioned Harry.
"Just do it then we'll get out answer," replied Remus.
Bewildered Harry unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, there on his left shoulder was what looked like love bite but it was deeper like a healed over scar. Identical smiles spread over Sirius and Remus' face, Sirius had exactly the same thing on his right shoulder.
"What is it?" asked Harry.
He sort of liked how it looked but it still didn't help him as to figure out what it was.
"That Harry is the way of Moony telling you you're his mate," answered Sirius proudly.
"But how did the wolf know we'd all end up together?" enquired Harry smiling.
"I'm not sure Harry. I think that even though I was drunk, Moony knew exactly what he was doing," explained Remus.
"Oh right," replied Harry, "Well are we just going to stand here or go home?"
"Come on," answered Sirius.
After flooing back to the house they spent the rest of the afternoon talking, Harry told them the truth behind the reason he had been avoiding him. Then Sirius and Remus explained what had been said after he'd left.
That night they'd spent the most part of it making love, and then they all fell asleep in each others arms. All three of them knew that no matter what they would always be together through thick and thin, argueing and making up.