NEXT MORNING
Harry sighed and shuffled down the stairs. It was four in the morning. Nine months of Meagan waking you up and it sort of became a routine. Harry was dressed in a tracksuit and was getting ready to go for a run. He grabbed an apple off the table and sank his teeth into it. He looked outside. The roads looked a little shiny...slippery maybe. Harry finished his apple and threw the core into the garbage. He extracted his wand and pointed it at his runners.
"Nonpero slip." He muttered. Harry put his wand back and stretched his arms. He jogged on the spot for a minute and then headed for the front door. He opened it and took off into the darkness that 'just before sunrise' brought. Harry ran to the end of the street and turned onto the next one. He wove in and out of sixty residential streets. Harry stopped for a short breather several miles from his house. The sun was beginning to rise. Harry jumped up and down on the spot and then took off again. His feet slapped against the pavement like the cold April wind slapped against his face. He faltered to a stop in front of his house. The sun was now comfortably sitting in the sky. Harry removed his jacket and wasn't surprised to see his shirt soaked with sweat. He felt pangs of pain in his knee, but didn't care. Harry was in the living room when he heard footsteps. He looked up. Sirius was in the kitchen, staring at him. Sirius looked from Harry to the front door and back again.
"Where were you?" He asked, looking at his watch. Harry smiled.
"Had to go for my morning run!" He laughed. Sirius looked at his watch again.
"At six in the morning?" He asked, bewildered. Harry shook his head.
"No...I left at four!" He laughed. With that, Harry climbed the stairs. Sirius heard the splash of water in the bathroom that told him Harry was having a shower. Sirius shook his head and returned to the kitchen and his coffee. Half an hour later, Harry came downstairs in a pair of jeans and holding a shirt. Sirius shook his head when he saw Harry's rock chip body. Harry grinned and pulled on his shirt.
"Why on earth would you get up at four in the morning to go for a two hour run?" Sirius asked, dumbfounded. Harry started choking on the water that he had been drinking. Sirius stared at him.
"That's a holiday for me! At the training camp, we got up at four, were at the gym by five and worked out till two. Then I had class from three till five and then practice from six till ten." Harry explained. Sirius stared at him.
"Class?" He asked. Harry gave a nod.
"We all took some classes at the muggle and magical colleges. Actually, Shane and I were talking about it and we both want to continue with our Political Science class and Arithmacy classes. Probably go register today." He explained. Sirius smiled.
"I'm so proud of you..." He said quietly. Harry laughed.
"No, I really am. You're doing what you love...playing quidditch that is but yet, you're opening up your options. Political Science...that's a muggle course but you need that to become an Unmentionable at the Ministry. I'm not even supposed to know that..." Sirius winked at Harry. Harry shrugged.
"What're your big plans for the day?" He asked. Sirius's face fell and he shifted awkwardly in his seat...
Sirius shifted awkwardly in his seat.
"I er...I have to go to the Ministry." He said quietly. Harry just nodded.
"Okay...I'll get ahold of Megs and Shane...maybe Anna. We can all go register for classes." He said, biting into a new apple. Sirius was relieved Harry hadn't asked any questions. Sirius smiled and got up to leave.
"Sirius?" Harry asked. Sirius turned around.
"Where'd you get that scar on your lower abdomen and...why is your ankle bandaged?" Harry asked, never looking up from his apple. Sirius felt a lump develop in his throat.
"I...I um...fell down the stairs." He lied. Harry bit into his apple again and gave a nod.
"Right...right..." He said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Could it be that you have been going undercover for the Order of the Phoenix and have suffered many injuries? And isn't there something you want to tell me about 'Operation Relocation'?" Harry asked, still never looking up from his apple. Sirius gaped at him.
"How did you know all that?" He gasped. Harry had a silly smirk on his face.
"Remus is very good at keeping secrets...until you get a few beers in him. Then he spills his guts!" He said quietly. Sirius was now very pale.
"You're right. All of what you just said is right. And...I'm being shipped off. Not far...they're moving me into a Ministry house, where I can't be touched." He explained shakily. Harry nodded.
"Okay." He said simply before brushing past Sirius and heading up the stairs. Sirius stood, dumbfounded. He raced after Harry, pain surging through his ankle. Sirius stepped into Harry's room and saw that he was shoving some books into a bag.
"What do you mean 'okay'?" He asked. Harry laughed.
"Sirius, you didn't honestly expect me to think that you've just been sitting here for the past nine months. I've done my homework on the Order of the Phoenix since you left the first time. I know the Ministry houses are only for Ministry members. That's why I've already made plans to get a flat with Shane. It's fine, really. I know you have to do this and I respect that." He explained. Sirius was a little hurt that Harry didn't want to live with him. Almost right on cue...
"And don't think I don't want to live with you. Getting a flat with Shane for the time being is the best way to go." Harry explained. Sirius smiled.
"You aren't mad at me?" He asked. Harry scratched his chin for a moment, looking thoughtful.
"Spose not." He laughed. Sirius smiled.
"Well, I want to see it then." Harry said when his bag was finally packed.
Sirius stared at him.
"See what?" He asked. Harry rolled his eyes.
"The tattoo! Of the Phoenix! Let me see!" He laughed. Sirius woke up. He removed his housecoat so he was just in his pajama bottoms. He pointed to the Phoenix on his shoulder, but Harry wasn't looking at that. He was looking at something on Sirius's chest. Another tattoo...a name...Harry's name. Sirius smiled.
"I got that when I went away the first time." He said quietly, pulling his robe back on. Harry was smiling broadly.
"It'll all work out." He said quietly. Sirius gave a nod. It would...wouldn't it?
Harry had gotten a hold of Megs and Shane. Then Shane was gonna get ahold of Anna. The two couples were going to meet at a popular cafe...Insomnia. Harry quickly got changed into a pair of dark jeans and a long sleeved white shirt. He pulled his black jacket on over that and grabbed his wallet. Sirius was going over safety rules for the hundredth time.
"Sirius, I walked the dangerous streets of...er..can't tell you where...um..I walked dangerous streets half drunk at night time. I can go get some coffee and register for classes with my friends!" Harry laughed. He narrowly missed the soapy frying pan Sirius had been washing. It appeared he didn't like the idea of Harry being half drunk.
"I'll be home by dinner!" Harry said, before disapparating. Harry appeared in front of the large brick house. He made his way up the steps knocked lightly on the door. Meagan stood there in a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a black jacket. Her hair was done up with little pieces hanging down. She smiled.
"Hey baby..." She said softly. Harry smiled. Just then, something came tearing towards him and through Meagan's legs.
"Harry!" Christy squealed. Harry laughed as the little girl wrapped herself around his leg. Just then, an older man appeared. He was breathing heavily.
"Christy! You have to have your bath!" He panted. Harry smiled and picked Christy up.
"I'll make you a deal kiddo. You be good for your Uncle Jon and take that bath and I'll brink you some candy next time I come, okay?" He said quietly. Christy thought about this and nodded. Harry smiled and handed the little girl to Jon.
"Thanks Harry!" He laughed. Harry shrugged and turned back to Meagan.
"Nice...bargaining with a three year old!" She laughed. Harry smiled and took her hand.
"Come on, we're meeting Shane and Anna." He said. Meagan nodded and stepped out of the house. She closed the door and she and Harry disapparated
Harry and Meagan appeared in an empty alley. Their fingers laced as they walked onto the main road.
"There's the place." Harry said, pointing to a coffee shop three blocks down. Meagan nodded and they started to walk in that direction. Harry squeezed her hand tightly. His mind wandered to Abby.
"Megs, you know I love you, right?" Harry asked uncertainly. Meagan looked up at him.
"Of course I know! Just like you know I love you!" She said seriously. Harry nodded.
"Why?" Meagan asked after a minute. Harry shrugged.
"I dunno...I saw Abby last night and I don't think I could go through what I went through with her, with you." He explained. Meagan considered this.
"I know it was hard..." She said quietly. Harry sighed.
"Yeah, but then I saw her for what she was. She didn't trust me." He said quietly. Meagan nodded. Harry knew he should tell her about the kiss...he was keeping something from her if he didn't.
"Megs...last night, Abby she...she..." Harry faltered.
"She what?" Meagan asked, squeezing Harry's hand.
"She kissed me..." Harry finished quietly. Meagan's grip on Harry's hand loosened for a minute, then tightened once again.
"What did you do?" She asked calmly.
"I pulled away!" Harry said quickly. Meagan nodded.
"I told her that I don't hurt the people I love. She was trying to get me to do what she was sure I would do while I was away...cheat." Harry explained. Meagan sighed. She hesitated.
"Was there anything there?" She asked. Harry thought about this...
"No." He said finally. Meagan didn't say it, but a huge weight was lifted off her shoulders. They had reached the coffee shop and saw Shane and Anna sitting inside. Harry pulled out a chair for Meagan and then sat down next to Shane.
"Did ya talk to Sirius?" Shane asked. Harry nodded.
"He's fine with the classes and the flat." He said, motioning for the waitress to come over. Shane smiled.
"Awesome!" He laughed. Harry nodded. They all ordered their coffee
THAT EVENING
It had been a hard day, registering for classes and such and Harry and Meagan were 'relaxing' on Harry's bed. Meagan giggled as Harry kissed her neck.
"What if Sirius comes home?" She squealed. Harry smiled.
"I'll - hear - him..." He said in between kisses. Meagan giggled and ran her fingers through Harry's hair. They continued on like this until each only had half their clothes on. Harry was missing his shirt, as was Meagan.
"Harry..." Meagan sighed as Harry kissed her belly. Harry looked up. Meagan was smiling, but he knew that look in her eye.
"You're no fun!" He pouted, moving back up to her lips.
"I know..." Meagan sighed as she cupped his face in her hands. Just then, Harry heard someone on the stairs.
"Oh sh!t!" He laughed. Meagan squealed and reached for her shirt. Harry grabbed his wand and muttered something. His dresser flew across the room and landed in front of the door. Meagan was hastily doing up her shirt.
"I'll see you later." She whispered as Sirius knocked on the door. Harry nodded and kissed her passionately one last time before she disapparated.
"Harry?" Sirius called again. Harry bit his lip and grabbed his shirt.
"Just a - minute!" He called. Harry was trying to do up the buttons on his shirt when there was a livid pounding on his door.
"Harry! Open this door!" Sirius called. Harry waved his wand and the dresser flew back to it's original spot. Harry jumped up and hurried to the door. He hastily opened it. Sirius was staring at him. Harry's shirt was untucked and wrinkled, his hair was messier than ever and he was red in the face, breathing heavily.
"What were you doing in there?" Sirius asked suspiciously.
"Nothing..." Harry said quickly. Sirius eyed him and stepped into the room. The blankets on Harry's bed were a mess and unfortunately, Meagan had gone home without her shoes. What was even more unfortunate, was that Sirius saw this.
"Harry!" He yelled and spun around. All he saw was Harry's leg as he disappeared down the stairs, roaring with laughter. Sirius was very protective and very opinionated when it came to Harry and girls... Harry tore into the kitchen and was standing on one side of the counter. Sirius appeared and he faced Harry. They circled the counter for a while.
"Nothing happened!" Harry laughed. Sirius looked both angry and worried.
"My arse!" He snapped. Harry laughed.
"I don't swing that way!" He called, before hurrying out of the kitchen. Harry slipped a little on one of the rugs and that was enough time for Sirius to grab his ankle. Harry fell forwards, smacking his head on the hard floor. Sirius stood there, shocked, as he saw some blood splatter onto the wall.
"Oh my god!" Sirius gasped as Harry rolled over, his face covered with his hands. Sirius quickly bent down and tried to pry Harry's hands away, to see what had happened. Finally, Harry's hand were pulled away. Sirius gasped. The side of Harry's face was bashed in. It was a bloody mess (pardon the pun).
"Oh my god, oh my god..." Sirius murmured as he helped Harry up and into the downstairs bathroom. Harry looked at himself in the mirror.
"Jesus..." he murmured, grabbing a facecloth. Harry flinched everytime the cloth touched his face. After a minute, he grabbed his wand and waved it. The injury disappeared. He wiggled a tooth with his tongue.
"Knocked my freaking tooth loose..." He muttered. Harry pointed the wand at himself.
"Dentalia rooticus." He murmured. He checked the tooth, it was held firmly in place. Harry turned to Sirius, who was sitting on the edge of the tub.
"There, we're even. I got frisky with Megs and you bashed the side of my face in." He chuckled. Sirius looked up.
"I am so sorry..." He began. Harry shook his head.
"Don't worry about it." He laughed. Sirius ran his fingers through his hair and opened his mouth to speak, but an older woman appeared in the bathroom. Harry stared at her, shocked. Sirius on the other hand, sighed.
"Yes Arabella?" He asked. The woman turned to Sirius.
"Sirius, you must come at once. There has been a mix up and you're needed in France." She said urgently. Sirius stood up.
"What? I was just there this afternoon!" He said. Harry stared at him.
"You told me you were at the Ministry!" He said, a little hurt. Sirius ignored him and turned back to Arabella.
"You'll be there for a couple of days. Everything is ready. Come on." Arabelle said. She grabbed Sirius by the wrist and they disapparated. Harry sighed and went into the kitchen. He cracked a beer and hopped up onto the counter.
"Welcome home..." He muttered.
Sirius wasn't home for dinner and Harry wasn't surprised. He remembered the woman telling Sirius he would be gone for a few days...a few days. Harry had been gone for nine months and this is what he got? He sat in front of the crackling fire, an empty plate on the coffee table. Sticking to his 'healthy food' diet, Harry magicked up some fish and salad. He would rather have had a pizza, but it didn't matter. He hated being alone in the big house. He was used to living in a flat with two other guys... This house was just too big for one person. Harry sighed and put his dishes in the sink. He flipped through the mail and only found a letter from Ron. Harry opened it.
Hey Harry,
Lavendar and I are heading up to Ireland for a week or two. Just wanted to know if you wanted to do something before we left. Write me if you do. You can bring that Shean guy if you like.
Your best pal, Ron.
Harry shook his head as he put the letter down. Even his 'best pal' was leaving. Harry pondered this. Was Ron his best pal? Or was he one of two? Shane and Harry had become really great friends...Harry shook his head. He didn't need to think about this right now. He grabbed a bottle of water and climbed the stairs. Harry opened his bedroom door and jumped onto his bed. He sprawled out, his hands covering his face. After a few minutes, Harry heard a loud pop. He removed his hands from his face and looked to see who it was. Meagan was standing there.
"Hey sweetie. I forgot my shoes..." She sighed, grabbing the runners. Harry shook his head and covered his face again.
"Harry?" Meagan asked. Harry didn't say anything. Meagan sat down beside him and rested a hand on his chest.
"Baby, what's wrong?" She asked. Harry lowered his hands.
"Sirius just took off for a couple of days..." He said quietly. Meagan stared at him.
"He just...left?" She asked. Harry nodded. Meagan sighed and moved her hand to Harry's cheek. She could tell he was deep in thought.
"I don't know what's wrong with Sirius. He was never like this before...he didn't even say goodbye, he just left." Harry said finally. Meagan sighed.
"Are you staying here by yourself?" She asked. Harry gave a nod.
"No you're not." Meagan sighed. Harry looked up at her.
"What?" He asked. Meagan smiled.
"I know you don't like being alone...Christy and I will come and stay for a few days. She adores you and could use a little break from Aunty May and Uncle Jon." She laughed. Harry smiled.
"You don't have to do that babe..." He sighed. Meagan nodded.
"I know, but I want to." She said softly. Harry sighed.
"I guess I'll set a room up for Christy!" He laughed. Meagan smiled.
"I can't apparate with her so I'll have to bring the car. I won't be long." She said, before kissing him gently. Harry smiled as she disapparated. Meagan really cared about him. Harry sighed and got up. He went down the hall to a room they had been using as a study. One of three. Harry waved his wand and the room was pink with little flowers along the bottom. There was a cute little bed and a load of toys. Harry smiled and went downstairs...
Less than an hour later, there was a light knocking at the front door. Harry hurried over and peered through the peephole. He smiled and opened the door. Meagan stepped inside the warm house. She was holding the hand of a very sleepy Christy and had a backpack over her shoulder. Harry smiled as he closed the door. He crouched down and lifted Christy up off the floor. She wrapped her tiny legs around his waist and rested her little blonde head on his shoulder. Meagan smiled and laced her fingers with Harry's as they climbed the stairs. Harry led Meagan down the hall and into the room that had been set up for Christy. Meagan gasped.
"Oh Harry, it's wonderful!" She said softly as she pulled back the covers on the bed. Harry set Christy under the blankets, as she was already in her pajamas. Meagan kissed her sister's forehead and turned off the light. She and Harry left the bedroom and went downstairs.
"Thanks for doing this..." Harry said quietly as he drank from a water bottle. Meagan smiled and wrapped her arms around Harry's waist.
"Anything for you..." She said softly. Harry smiled and kissed her. After about an hour, Harry went around the house, locking everything up. Then he and Meagan went upstairs to bed. Harry stripped down to his boxers and Meagan pulled on a tank top and a pair of shorts. They climbed into Harry's double bed, tight in each other's arms. As they fell asleep, Harry couldn't help but wonder what Sirius was doing right at that moment.
Next morning...
Meagan woke to find herself alone in Harry's bed. She grabbed a housecoat from her backpack and headed down the stairs. She smiled when she saw Harry and Christy eating cereal.
"No...Captain Crunch would beat Count Chocula any day!" Harry laughed. Christy shook her head.
"Nuh uh!" He giggled. Meagan smiled.
"Megsy!" Christy squealed.
"Hey Christy..." Meagan laughed. She kissed the top of Harry's head.
"Morning baby..." She said quietly. Harry smiled and finished his breakfast. Meagan was a little surprised to see him already dressed.
"Don't look at me like that! We've got class in an hour and a half!" He laughed. Meagan's face fell.
Harry laughed as she tore up the stairs to get dressed.
"And I believe you go to daycare." He said, pointing at Christy. She scrunched up her nose and nodded.
"We can drop you off, go to class and then pick you up..." He said, figuring out times. He laughed as he heard the splash of water coming from the shower...
Harry sighed as he shuffled into his Political Science class. He had just said goodbye to Meagan as she headed towards her class. Harry plopped down at one of the desk-chairs and pulled out his notebook and pen. A few minutes later, he spotted Shane. Shane climbed the several stairs to the row where Harry was sitting and plopped down next to him. He pulled a muggle newspaper out of his backpack and handed it to Harry. It was on the classified section and there were several ads circled.
"I need to get away from my Dad as soon as possible." Shane muttered. Harry laughed. His mind flashed to Sirius. Maybe it was time for Harry to get going.
"Yeah, we can check these out tomorrow." He said, smacking the paper. Shane looked at him.
"Are you okay?" He asked. Shane could always read Harry's emotions.
"Yeah...Sirius just pissed me off." Harry muttered. Shane sighed and slapped Harry on the back. They quieted down as the Professor came in and started talking. Near the end of the class, Harry was scribbling notes when he was called upon.
"Mr...Potter, who's theory do you think was more accurate? McNealy's, Jonbert's or Kankunkit's?" The old man asked. Harry looked up.
"Kankunkit's. His was more down to earth, the others belonged in a time of witches, wizards and flying broomsticks." He said loudly, while playing with his Quidditch ring.
The Professor smiled.
"Absolutely right. Excellent example since we all know that witches and wizards are for a fairy tale land..." He said to the class. Shane was trying to swallow his laughter, in the end, Harry had to put a silencing spell on him, his wand up his sleeve. Harry removed the spell when the class was over and everyone was packing up their books. Harry shoved his texts and notebooks into his backpack and slung it over his shoulder.
"Flying broomsticks...meanwhile, you're playing with your freaking quidditch ring." Shane laughed as they stepped outside. Harry laughed.
"I couldn't resist!" He chuckled. He was looking for Meagan.
"Do you think we should ask Sean if he wants to go in on the flat?" Shane asked after a few minutes. Harry shook his head.
"Nah...he's living with Heather." He said, scanning the crowd. Harry saw something that made his stomach flop. Abby was walking towards him. What was she doing there?
"Ay, there's Megsy now!" Shane said, pointing across Harry. Shane spotted Abby.
"Oh shoit." He muttered. Meagan and Abby were both heading for Harry. Shane intercepted. He stepped in front of Abby, allowing Meagan to reach him first. Their fingers laced and Shane stepped aside. Abby's smile faltered when she saw Meagan... Harry tightened his grip on Meagan's hand. Shane started to lead them away, but Abby grabbed Harry's arm. Harry didn't let go of Meagan, but he turned around. He said nothing to Abby. Abby was staring at Meagan. Harry shook his head and walked away. Meagan was staring at Harry. She saw a mix of hurt and anger in his eyes.
"Are you okay?" She asked after they were well away from Abby. Harry forced a smile.
"I'm fine." He said quietly. Meagan sighed and squeezed his hand. They stopped a few blocks later to pick Anna up from the building her class was in. They all made their way to the daycare. Meagan went in to get her sister while Harry, Shane and Anna waited outside.
"Wonder why she was at the college.." Shane said quietly. Harry shrugged. He didn't know and he didn't care. A minute later, Meagan emerged with Christy. The five started to walk towards Jaunty Avenue. Christy was riding on Harry's shoulders, her chin on his head. Anna and Meagan were smiling, Shane was laughing. They made their way down the packed streets and into the residential part of town. Harry, Meagan and Christy said goodbye to Shane and Anna as they turned left and the others turned right. Meagan laughed as Harry and Christy got into a fight.
"Sailor Moon? Sounds like a boat. No...she could never beat Superman!" Harry laughed as they walked down the street. Christy shook her head.
"Sailor Moon could too beat Stupidman!" She giggled. Meagan rolled her eyes as they continued on like this. They soon turned on to Jaunty Avenue. They walked to the end of the street and cut across the vibrant green lawn. Harry unlocked the front door and they went inside.
"I'm gonna take Christy upstairs for a nap..." Meagan sighed as she took the half asleep three year old from Harry. Harry smiled and went into the kitchen. There was a bunch of letters on the table. Harry flipped through them and sorted them into three piles. 'Sirius', 'Harry' and 'Junk'. Harry didn't have any mail today, but Sirius had some. Most of it was junk. As Harry was sorting, two arms slipped around his waist. Harry smiled and put the mail down. He turned around and wrapped his arms around Meagan. The kissed passionately. Meagan giggled and kissed Harry again. They slowly made their way into the living room, kissing all the while.
Harry and Meagan tumbled onto the couch, kissing wildly. Megan began to unbutton Harry's shirt.
"Meg?" Harry asked as he kissed her neck. Meagan didn't say anything, she just ran her hands along his bare chest.
Harry smiled and kissed her passionately. Then...
"Harry?"
Harry and Meagan stopped kissing. Harry looked up. Christy was standing on the stairs, peering in between the railing.
"Yeah shorty?" He asked, trying to catch his breath.
"Can you read me a story?" Christy asked. Harry sighed and looked down at Meagan. He sighed.
"Sure squirt, I'll be up in a second". He said wearily. Christy smiled and hurried up the stairs. Harry climbed off of Meagan and buttoned his shirt up. She was smiling.
"I'll make us something to eat..." She said as Harry climbed the stairs. He tucked his shirt back in and ran a hand through his hair. He went into the room at the end of the hall. The blinds were closed so it was dark. Harry sighed and picked up one of the books that had been conjured. He sat down on the bed and began the story...
"It was late in the afternoon..." He read. After about ten minutes, Harry read the last sentence.
"And with that, they were gone." He said quietly. He closed the book and looked down at Christy. She was fast asleep. Harry tucked the blankets around her and set the book on the night stand. He left the room, gently closing the door. Harry sighed as he shuffled down the stairs and into the kitchen. Meagan was sitting at the table, eating a sandwich. There was another place set and another sandwich, for Harry. He sat down and started to eat.
"Harry..." Meagan said quietly. Harry looked up. He couldn't really read Meagan's expression. Harry had never seen this expression on her before.
"Is this just a fling or is it...is it something more?" She asked uncertainly. Harry hadn't been expecting that. He choked a little on his sandwich.
"What?" He asked finally. Meagan sighed as she dusted the crumbs onto the floor.
"I want to know what this is...this thing between us. Is it just something we'll throw away in a month or two or is it going somewhere?" She asked. Harry stared at her.
"Meagan, I love you. I have only ever said that to one other girl and look what she did to me. Don't you think that I would have learned not to say things like that unless I am sure this is going to last?" He asked softly. Meagan looked at him. He wasn't smiling...he was serious. Meagan realized that he was being honest.
"Oh Harry, I love you too. I'm sorry I asked that, but I saw Abby today and I just...I had to know." She said hurriedly. Harry smiled and shook his head. He rested a hand on Meagan's cheek.
"Don't worry about it babe..." He said kindly. Meagan smiled and gave a nod.
2 DAYS LATER
Harry sighed as he slung his backpack over his shoulder. Meagan and Christy had left the day before. Harry didn't want to keep them from their busy lives, so he managed on his own. He was just getting ready for class when there was a loud pop behind him. Harry spun around. Sirius was standing there. He had a black eye. Harry didn't care...he was mad. He shot Sirius s dirty look before heading for the door.
"Harry?" Sirius called after him.
"I have class." Harry said shortly, wrenching the door open.
"I've been gone for four days and you can't miss class so you can spend time with me?" Sirius asked, hurt in his voice. Harry spun around. How dare Sirius.
"What!" He yelled. Sirius looked at him.
"I just thought..." He began. Harry shook his head.
"No, you didn't think! I wasn't even back two days and you disappeared. No hello, goodbye, go to hell...nothin!" Harry yelled. Sirius clenched his fists.
"Don't you-" He began. Harry cut him off.
"No, you know what! I am beginning to think you didn't want me to come back. And don't worry Sirius, I'll be outta your hair in no time!" He yelled. Harry turned and stormed out the door. Sirius hurried forwards and grabbed his wrist. Harry spun around and socked Sirius in the side of the face. Sirius tumbled backwards. He was staring at Harry.
"I'm not being pushed around anymore Sirius. I don't care who tries it. You...Dudley...Malfoy...I - don't - care. Why don't you think about what it means to be there for someone." Harry spat. With that, he headed off to his first class. Sirius sat on the living room floor, his hand pressed to his cheek. In a way, he was proud of Harry. He was standing up for himself. But, Sirius had done nothing wrong. He had done nothing to hurt Harry, or at least not intentionally. No, he hadn't hurt Harry at all...or had he?