Are you afraid of the big bad wolf?
Disclaimer: Okay, okay. I'll write it God damnit! I do not own Harry Potter. Jesus! Now bug off!
"Hey Da, are you afraid of the big bad wolf?" Harry asked. Ron and Sirius sniggered. Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes.
"Harry, I'm warning you." Remus forced out, his teeth clenched together.
"Ginny said that she was afraid of the big bad wolf. Dad said that he wasn't. He said he loved the big bad wolf very much, especially on weekends." Harry continued.
"Oh, he did, did he?" Remus answered, glaring at his husband. Sirius shrugged.
"Yep. I asked him what that meant and he said to ask you. Ron knows though. He won't tell me either." Harry made a face.
"That's good." Remus' eye twitched.
"But I really wanna know, are you afraid of the big bad wolf?" Harry grinned. Remus didn't answer, preferring instead to glare fiercely at the wall.
"Harry, dear, I think your father is getting a little annoyed with that question. It would probably be best if you stopped." Mrs. Weasley put in softly.
"But I wanna know." Harry answered, used to being able to ask questions.
"Harry, dear…" Mrs. Weasley tried again.
"Molly, it's alright," Remus kneeled down in front of Harry, "I'm only afraid of him sometimes, Harry."
"Only sometimes?" Harry looked thoughtful.
"Yes, Harry, only sometimes." Remus replied.
"Oh, why?" Harry returned.
"Because he only comes out sometimes." Remus sighed. Harry wrinkled his nose.
"Huh. Okay. Ron, let's go look at that store." He and Ron ran off. Remus sighed again, standing up. Sirius grinned.
"Sirius, your hair is getting long." Remus said simply, pulling a hair band off his wrist and quickly tying up his husband's hair. Sirius made a face.
"Thanks Moony." He answered, sarcastically. Then grinning he kissed Remus on the cheek, who in turn rolled his eyes.
"Da! Come look at this bookstore!" Harry yelled suddenly. Remus' head popped up searching for the source of the noise.
"Aw, a bookstore. Harry!" Ron's voice sounded downtrodden.
"Moony! Do we have to go in the bookstore?" Sirius groaned at the same time. Remus was suddenly struck by how alike his and Sirius' and Harry's and Ron's relationships were. Quickly pushing that though away, he hurried to find the bookstore, Sirius following behind him, disconcertedly.
I have to go apologize to the police. :sighs: The bloody disclaimers are pointless anyway. I mean, who reads that crap::sighs again: I'll update if they let me. Stupid police… Review!
Not you again! I didn't mean any of it! Please! No more pills! I'm not crazy! I'm not! No! Stop!