"You little hypocrite!"

"What?" Harry looked up from the book he was reading in the dim kitchen light.

"You go on about me following the diet and I come down here and you're not even following it yourself." He gestured towards the brownie and glass of milk in front of Harry.

"If you're following this diet so faithfully, why'd you come to the kitchen in the middle of the night?" Sirius's face turned pink.

"I've stuck to it. I deserve to have something if I want."

"I've spent all of today making them, I deserve one if I feel like it." Sirius gritted his teeth.

"God, I knew you were lying." Sirius said angrily.

"About what?"

"That's why you want me on this diet, you can't stand me like this. You're like your mother, you just want a person to starve themselves until they're completely perfect!" Harry stood up and stalked past him. "What? You admit it then."

Harry stopped walking, but didn't look at him.

"If you don't want to go on it, don't. I told you I don't care what your weight is." He said softly. "I'm not doing it for me. It's for your own good you lose it." Harry turned around, his hands curled into loose fists and tears in his eyes.

"You know how much strain the extra weight is on your heart? What if it just stops? I love you and I don't want to lose you. You can call me selfish or stupid or whatever for that if you want, but I'm not like my mother. I'M NOT!" With the last two words shouted, He broke down crying and Sirius wrapped his arms around him tightly while he sobbed, thinking carefully about what he had said.

"You're not going to lose me."

"How do you know that for sure? Please just try to lose it, if not for me or yourself, for our baby. I don't it raised without its father here." Those words hit Sirius hard.

"It won't happen." He whispered and took Harry's face in his hands, lifting it up to look in his face. "I promise." Harry's legs gave way under him and Sirius supported him as he lowered himself onto the floor, holding his head so their foreheads were touching, tears now running down Sirius's own cheeks.

"You can't promise something you have no control over." Harry whispered back.

"But I can promise I'll lose it, whether it takes me three months or a year, and then I can promise that I will be here for our baby..."

He felt Harry moving in his arms and Sirius opened his eyes, his neck stiff, his muscles aching and his one side frozen, but he was still reluctant to get up. Harry smiled at him as he saw he was awake, giving him a good morning kiss him on the lips.

"Good morning." Sirius whispered to him and as Harry wriggled out of his arms, he turned onto his back before trying to get up and feeling his neck click. "Remind me next time that we should pick somewhere more comfortable than the floor. Like our bed, for example."

"I don't care if it's on the floor. Next time, let's remember that while melted chocolate makes a good lube." He tried to stand and winced, hanging onto the table edge. "It's not so nice when it hardens." Sirius could almost feel his pain.

"I'm getting in the shower first."

"What makes you so special?" Harry shot Sirius a glare and as Sirius stood, he saw why Harry wanted it first. His neck still had the finger marks of chocolate dragged along it while his body was covered in brownie, hardened chocolate, and had milk running off it to the floor. "Fine, go first. Just hurry up." Harry grinned at him stood up on his toes to kiss Sirius's cheek.

"I've got to get the chocolate out of my arse, I'm hardly going to hurry." With that, he hurried out the kitchen, not even bothering to put the dressing gown, and up the stairs completely naked. Sirius sighed and went to the cupboard to get his breakfast.

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