Chapter 3:
The day had been a long one. Seventh years trying to
learn
the Patronus…There had been a total of three who
could even make
wispy silver smoke come out.
At the end of the day Sirius
Black-Potter was as tired
as he could be. Remus still hadn't
shown up and James
was sick with the flu.
Classes for the
day had ended, but Sirius didn't want
to go to their rooms.
So
me went to go see his son. He walked up to the fat
lady and
sweet-talked her before giving the password,
as he had always
done. When he entered the common
room, all he could hear was
shouting.
Ron and Draco were at it again. They were screaming
in
each other's face while Harry was trying to break the
whole
thing up.
"It is all your fault!" That was the fourth time
he
had heard that 'come back' and was getting tired of
it
all.
Harry noticed his Papa standing by the opening
and
went over to him. The moment Draco saw Harry go he
turned
to look, causing everyone else to see what he
was looking
at.
"What's going on in here? Haven't you heard of
sorting
out your problems, not screaming them?" Sirius
was
definitely going to get a headache potion from Sev
after
this.
"Nothing is going on" Draco and Ron said
together,
then growled to the other when they realized they
had
done it.
"Draco Malfoy, don't lie to me, I walked
in you guys
were screaming at each other and now you say there
is
nothing wrong? Come on tell me"
"Ok, see, we were
studying and it got boring so I laid
down on the couch and Harry
came to lay down with me.
The we fell asleep, only to be woken by
these idiots
yelling at us about how 'wrong' it was" Draco
paused
and took a breath, "I don't think we did
anything
wrong, but apparently they think we did"
"Damn
right you did! Being with another boy is
disgusting! I could care
less if you did it in your
bed, but out here in the common room,
we don't wanna
see it you fags!"
Sirius
had a look on his face that was a cross between
angry and
thinking.
"Ok, if it is so bad for them to fall asleep
WITH
clothes on, in the common room, why do you do it?
Maybe
nobody wants to see you and who ever you are
with for the moment
sleeping out here. Why is it so
wrong for them to do it, but when
you do it, you don't
care?"
"Because they are both boys!"
"Hmmm… not a good argument. I still don't see
why you
cannot see that love is love. A lot of people are gay
it
doesn't make a difference. I know when we went to
the muggle
world, people looked at James and I funny,
but this isn't the
muggle world. Wizards have never
cared about sexual preference, so
why are you starting
it now?"
Ron looked confused. Draco
laughed and added, "Maybe
we find you straight people
wrong."
This conversation was turning in circles and
becoming
weird.
"Okay guys, it doesn't matter who you
love because
love is love. So please stop fighting. Go back to
your
homework before I start taking points"
Sirius sighed
in frustration and turned to leave.
Harry grabbed his hand, so he
turned back around.
"Hey baby boy, what's up?"
"How is Remmy?"
"I don't know Harry. I don't think too
good… do you
wanna come see him, I'm sure he would want to see
you"
"Uh-huh, I haven't seen him in a couple of days
and
the last time I went to see him, he had scratched his
face
all up again"
"Again? When was this?"
"Monday"
"Okay, so lets go see him, Draco are you coming?"
"Yah, hold up
for a sec, I have some chocolate for
him"
Sirius
sniggered. This was usual. Remus and Draco had
the same kind of
sweet tooth. If one was feeling under
the weather, the other one
would bring them chocolate.
They had always had a strange
bond.
Draco ran up to the sixth year dorm and grabbed
the
three bars of German chocolate his father had sent him
and
ran back down.
(x) X (x)
Remus
was sitting up in bed reading when the others
came in.
He
looked worse them ever. His hair was graying again,
even after
Severus' potion to stop it for him, he had
tons of cuts on his
face, arms, and legs, and his eyes
were dull.
All it all, he looked like crap.
Sirius' heart clenched as he saw one of
his best
friends sitting there, looking more or less like
death
warmed over.
(x) X (x)
There had to be
something Harry could do. It was
killing him to see his godfather
looking like this.
He would have to work with the potion's
master on
this.
Harry walked over to the bed and sat down
next to
Remus, who in turn pulled Harry closer.
"Hey cub,
how is school going?" That was their Remus.
Always avoiding the
problem.
"Good, but I am having trouble in History." Harry
knew
what to do to get Remus' mind off of the problem at
hand,
give him something to do that included helping.
(x) X (x)
They left an hour later, heading over to Sirius and
James'
room.
James was sitting by the fire arguing with a
house
elf.
"No, I do not need it! I'm fine!"
"Professor Black said you's needed to drink lots
of
liquids. Yippie is here to helps you sir."
"Yippie, I am fine, I promise!"
Sirius started laughing at the sight
of his husband
arguing with and three-foot house elf in a very
loud
Hawaiian shirt.
James heard Sirius laughing and faced him.
"Siri, it's not funny! I don't need a rabid elf
on
me!"
"Yes you do Jamie, other wise how else would we
get
out entertainment?"
James glared with all he was worth at his husband.
"Not funny" Sirius just chuckled and
kissed James'
head.
With all this family was going
through at the moment,
things were bound to look up.
