Harry was waiting with Ron in the common room for the girls to come down for breakfast. Neville had taken off ahead of them.
He and Ron had bonded over Quidditch, something Harry hadn't been able to do with his two best friends. Neville was just wholly uncoordinated, and Hermione didn't much care for sports. It was great having a mate to chat about Quidditch with. And it was surprisingly easy to hang out with him, even with him being Ginny's brother. They just didn't talk about their girlfriends.
With Hermione being like a sister to Harry, he didn't want to hear any stories from Ron about what they get up to.
Hedwig had arrived at his dorm window early that morning with a message from Remus asking that he and the Weasley's come to the Headmasters office before eight. It was a confusing request, but he hoped all would be explained soon, and it obviously had to do with his behavior the previous day.
"Hey, you guys waiting for us?" Ginny and Hermione had arrived at the bottom of the stairs with Lavender and Parvati right behind them.
Harry smiled at her and stepped forward to wrap his arms around her and give her a kiss. Ron did likewise with Hermione while the other two girls giggled and continued out the portrait hole.
"How was your girls' night?" Harry asked her.
"Oh, you know. Hair, nails, make-up, talking about boys, then finishing it off with a pillow fight in our knickers." She teased.
Hermione smacked her backhanded across her arm playfully. "It was pleasantly mind numbing. Why aren't you two down at breakfast yet?"
"Waiting for you." Harry told her and showed them the letter he'd received. "We've been summoned to the Headmasters office."
Harry guided them all there. It had been three years since he'd last been there. Last time it was to check in on him, supposedly because of blowing up his aunt just before this third year, but it had seemed like there was more to it than that. He gave the password from the letter and they climbed the spiral stair case.
"Sirius!" Ginny exclaimed in surprise and rushed to the dog beside Remus. He was a huge shiny black mutt. And Ginny was on her knees beside him before Harry could blink. The dog let her hug him then instantly bounded over to Harry and knocked him down and kept rolling over him.
"Whoa! Calm down." He hadn't had much experience with dogs. Fang and Ripper were the only one's he'd ever been around. This dog was over the top friendly.
Ginny pulled the dog off him. "Sorry! I've never seen him do that before!" She helped Harry to his feet.
"It's fine." He let her pat down his front and shoulders to remove him of the invisible dirt and dog hair, enjoying her touch before she turned back to her dog.
"Sirius! Calm down!" She said sternly.
He squinted down at him. "He actually looks familiar." Had he seen this dog before? A scene flashed through his mind of being a baby and riding on the back of a dog like this one. He shook his head. Couldn't have happened.
The dog whimpered and whined looking between the two of them before going back to Remus.
"Why do you have our dog here?" Ron asked them after giving the dog a 'hello' scratch behind the ears.
"Have a seat, won't you? Your parents will be here in a moment and we will explain everything to you then." Dumbledore told them.
"Our parents?" Ginny asked loudly. "What?"
"All in good time." He raised his hands and gestured to the seats, conjuring another to accommodate Hermione as well.
They all took their seats. Harry sat closest to Remus. "Are you okay?"
To his surprise Remus beamed at him. He looked years younger than he had yesterday. "I'm doing fantastic Harry."
"Okay." Harry said slowly.
Ginny reached over and took his hand. He smiled at her and shrugged. It was all entirely strange. The four of them sat there casting glances at each other and looking all over the interesting office with all the portraits, old books and glass containers of various shiny contents. Dumbledore was seated patiently in front of them with a soft smile. Remus was shifting excitedly beside him and the dog had started pacing by the fireplace. After a few minutes the fireplace burst to life with green flamed and Ron and Ginny jumped up to greet their parents.
It was only then that Harry had a horrifying realization.
This was his girlfriend's parents.
Hermione stood up to greet them properly after a second. She smiled right, offered her hand, complimented Mrs. Weasley and meanwhile Harry was frozen to his seat.
His first instinct was to turn to Remus. Remus chuckled silently at the panicked look on Harry's face and nudged him out of his seat. "Just say hello" He said quietly.
"Right, right. Hello." He said to himself and found his way to his feet, then over to them.
"Mum, Dad. This is Harry." Ginny smiled and introduced him. She put a hand on his back to guide him forward. He hoped he wasn't shaking as much on the outside as he was on the inside and he smiled politely and shook her dad's hand. Her mum pulled him into a bone crushing hug.
"So happy to meet you Harry. We've heard a bit about you from Percy, of course." She pulled back and glared at Ginny. "But nothing from our daughter." She said sternly. Ron snickered. "Nothing from you about Hermione either." The formidable woman rounded on her son. "And why? She looks a lovely girl, and quite intelligent I hear." Ron shut up at that and blushed.
"Perhaps we can get to the matter at hand?" Dumbledore got their attention.
Ginny took Harry's hand and led them back to their seats. He was so relieved that that seemed to have gone well, though realized he hadn't said a damn thing. Her dad seemed so pleasant and down to earth, and her mum came off as a stern, but loving woman.
Once they were all seated again the dog came over to sit beside him and rested its head on his knee. He patted it awkwardly and looked over at Ginny who smirked at him amused.
"What do you know about Peter Pettigrew?" Dumbledore asked them.
"He." Hermione started and abruptly turned to look at Harry. Years of being the first to raise her hand in class to answer questions had ingrained a knee jerk reaction to answer right away. Harry nodded for her to continue. "He was the one who was killed by Sirius Black, after going after him for betraying Harry's parents."
"Correct miss Granger." Dumbledore nodded. "That is what everyone had assumed." Harry exchanged a surprised look with Hermione. That was what they'd been told. He'd been told the story, very reluctantly, by Remus three years ago. "You see, Peter Pettigrew was actually a Death Eater. We have just discovered that it was in fact he that turned on James and Lily Potter. He was their Secret Keeper, and only Sirius knew that."
"So, when Sirius Black went after him, it was out of revenge?" Hermione asked.
More than ever Harry was glad to have brought her along. There were so many questions he wanted to ask, and so many different directions his brain was going in that he couldn't quite formulate the words for them. Hermione was here to ask for him.
"It was a rash action on his part when it came to that, yes."
"Rash action?" Harry found his voice. "He killed a bunch of Muggles, not just Pettigrew!"
"Actually." Remus cut in. "Peter did that. As a distraction." The four of them were silent, waiting for him to go on. Remus cringed a bit. "You see… Peter was an Animagus." Harry's jaw dropped. "A rat."
Harry felt something shake lightly in his hand. He looked down at it. Ginny was holding his hand. He didn't know when that happened, but she was shivering. She turned to Ron, then they both turned to their parents who nodded solemnly.
"We found the body of Peter Pettigrew last night. Deceased approximately three years."
"My dog?" Ginny said and looked over at the dog.
"Yes." Dumbledore said. "That leads us to the other part of the story. You see, Mr. Pettigrew was not the only Animagus." Dumbledore said carefully.
The dog went over to the other side of Remus' chair then and suddenly became a man that was an older version of the one Harry had seen in his family photos that Hagrid had given him. He was healthy, cleanly shaven and looked apologetic with a hint of charming. Harry stared at him, mouth open, until pain registered in his brain. "Ow!" He looked down and found the source of his pain to be Ginny's newly polished finger nails digging into his skin. He quickly pried her fingers off him and took her hand in both of his. "Ginny?"
He was shocked at the situation, but she was even more so. She'd lived with him for three years. She'd taken care of him, loved him even, and he'd actually been a thirty something year-old man on the run.
"Maybe you are good at naming pets." Ron said softly. Hermione collected herself enough to smack in over the head. "Ow!"
"Thank you dear." Mrs. Weasley smiled at her.
"How are you so calm about all this?" Ron asked them.
"We heard everything last night." Mr. Weasley told him. "We, erm, didn't actually react as well as the four of you actually."
Remus sniggered a little. "No, we certainly didn't."
"Harry? Ginny?" Sirius spoke to them. Harry looked back over at him. He was staring intently at both of them.
"I don't know what I'm supposed to say." Harry admitted. "I mean. You were friends with my parents, sent to prison, escaped, and lived the last three years as a dog. What more is there to say?"
Sirius exchanged a look with Remus before looking back at him. "Essentially…"
Harry felt Ginny pull her hand out from between his. She gripped the arms of her chair a moment before standing up and walking over to Sirius. Harry caught a blazing look in her eyes right before she slapped him hard across the face and turned around to leave. She slammed the door behind her and Harry stood up abruptly, looking back and forth between the door and Sirius Black.
"I deserved that." Sirius said rubbing his cheek.
"Harry." Remus put a hand on his arm. "We would like to talk to you more." Harry was torn. He really wanted to go after Ginny. "Later." Remus said. "You know where my quarters are."
Harry nodded and gave one last look to Sirius. He was still holding his cheek, but had a playful smile ghosting on his lips. "Go on. We'll have time to talk later."
Harry went for the door, he almost remembered Ginny's parents too late. "Um. It was good to meet you." He managed feebly.
"You too Harry. I'm sure we'll see you again soon." Mrs. Weasley smiled.
Harry ran down the stairs after Ginny. Frantically he looked left and right down the corridors for sight of her.
"That way." The gargoyle guarding the office told him, pointing to the right.
"Thanks!" He ran down the hall, at the end of the hall he had the choice of going up or down the stairs. She may have wanted to go outside, or the kitchens, or back to Gryffindor Tower. Classes had already begun for the morning, so there weren't any other students running around.
If she'd taken the stairs down, he could probably still be able to see her. Taking a chance, he headed up the stairs. He bolted up two flights of stairs and caught a glimpse of her hair down the fifth-floor corridor. "Ginny" He yelled.
She stopped and turned to him, waiting for him to catch up to her. He drew her into his arms and hugged her tight to him. He pulled back and placed his hands on each side of her face. He couldn't read her expression. Worry, anger, sadness, betrayal, hurt? He couldn't make it out. Her eyes had always been so expressive and easy to read.
It dawned on him that she didn't know how she felt. That was why she'd run off on her own.
He felt his stomach drop a bit. Should he not have followed her? "You. You don't want me to leave, do you?"
He face relaxed into a grateful smile, and she shook her head 'no'. "I'm just processing. I will want to talk about this, but not until I am…" She bit her lip searching for the words.
Harry understood. "Prefect's Bathroom?" He asked noticing how close they were to it.
She nodded and he took her hand. This whole ordeal was a lot. He needed to process too, but focusing on helping Ginny deal was the priority for him right then. His side of it could wait until later.
They got to the bathroom and locked the door to outsiders. She went around and turned on a few of the taps. The room soon smelled of mint and orange. As she began to take off her clothes, he had to remind himself that she was not in the mood to mess around. He shouldn't be either.
But as she stripped down to her knickers, he couldn't help recalling how good it felt to grind up against her. How soft her breasts had felt in his hand and tasted under his tongue. His erection was telling him exactly what mood he was in. Though, he was rarely ever not in that mood lately, and it had only been about forty hours since she'd brought him writhing to ecstasy in his dorm bed.
She let her clothes fall to the floor and he twitched in his pants. Quickly as possible he stripped down to his boxers and slid into the water, hoping she hadn't noticed how he was tenting.
Harry was desperate to touch her, but didn't want to appear insensitive. "Let me give you a back rub." He offered.
Her back was to him already and she nodded floating back towards him. Her bum bumped against his erection. "Sorry." He said through clenched teeth.
She let out a single breathy chuckle. Ginny dipped down and caught the tip of him against the small of her back and came back up against his so he was nestled securely between her bum cheeks pointing it up at his belly button. He groaned at the sensation and tried to focus on his hands rubbing her shoulders and back.
She made soft moaning noises and tilted her head to the side as he worked on her. But every time she moaned, he twitched against her. Harry had his back up against the side of the tub and she was fairly flush against him. Ginny started rocking her hips back slowly against him. The feeling sent his eyes rolling back in his head. "Ow." His head fell back rather abruptly against on of the taps behind him.
"Careful there." She teased in a seductive tone.
He slid them over a few inches from the taps behind him. She rocked against him more. The water was causing some difficulty maintaining the pressure between them. He gave up on massaging her back and wrapped one arm around her waist, the other went to massage her breast as his mouth attacked her neck.
She reached behind her and grabbed his hips as she arched her back slightly to bring him tighter against her ass. She was matching him moan for groan as they sped up their movements. His hand on her waist buried itself in her knickers of its own volition and he was rewarded with her cry of ecstasy when his middle finger found her clit.
Harry only had a rudimentary knowledge of a woman's sex from what little bit of pornography Seamus had showed him, but his hand seemed to know what it was doing if her reaction was any indication. If possible, he was even more turned on. He wanted to banish their remaining clothes and bury himself in her right now, but that would take too much work at the moment.
He was too caught up in keeping pace and the thought of how good it would feel to be buried inside her was driving him over the edge. His finger had found its way into her entrance and it was so deliciously warm and slick that he came right away.
Ginny kept moving against him as he started to go slack. "Please. Don't stop." Ginny cried.
Harry fought off the desire to close his eyes. She wanted him to make her cum. He pulled her over with him to the corner of the tub and kept her back tight against him, his finger inside her not stopping for a second.
He lowered his other hand to press tight circles around her clit as he pumped his one finger in and out of her. She was mewing and thrusting down on his hand. He added another finger inside her and was amazed at how tight it felt with two fingers and how his fingers were suctioned in and accommodated. He grew hard again knowing it would do the same to his cock, which was wider than two fingers and would relish in the delicious tightness on every part of it.
Ginny braced her hands on each side of the tub and started mumbling something he couldn't hear over the sound of his own blood pumping in his ears and the sloshing water. Harry's eyes widened when his fingers felt the new sensation of her pulsing against him. She got even tighter around his digits and let out a cry. His hand on her clit moved to grab her around the middle again after she came. She had started sinking down in the water.
He refused to remove his fingers until she stopped pulsing against them. "That was amazing." He said, more to himself.
She relaxed back against him and rested her head on his shoulder, just humming in response. "You're hard again." She said in surprise.
"Ignore it. That was just a huge turn on." His chest vibrated from her chuckle.
"Good to know." She groaned as he finally removed his hand from inside her knickers.
He kissed down the side of her neck to her shoulder. She turned around in his arms and wrapped hers around him as well. Harry felt so complete with her in his arms. He knew he loved her. This had to be more than infatuation. He'd known it since he first saw her at Kings Cross, and had almost said it several times, but he'd always caught himself before saying it.
Like right now, he really wanted to tell her, but they had just done… that, and it had been an insane morning. Was it even 9 a.m.? "We didn't even have breakfast." He wondered out loud.
She laughed and then groaned. "And now that you've said that I'm starving!" She kissed him on the lips and swam over to climb out of the tub. He frowned at the loss of skin on skin, but after registering his body's needs he realized he was starving too. "Hey! That was proper swimming!" Ginny praised him and waved her wand at him, drying him off in an instant.
He beamed proudly and kissed her lightly. "I have a really good teacher."
She pushed him back. "Okay. Enough of that. I need food!" She demanded adorably.
Harry pulled on his clothes quickly and they hurried down to the kitchens.
They were only two feet through the door when they noticed Remus alone at one of the small tables, but two plates in front of him. "Oh." He said surprised and flicked his wand across from him where Sirius appeared. "Did you want us to leave?" he asked tentatively.
"I'm too hungry to care." Ginny stomped over and sat beside Remus, stealing a muffin off of his plate and immediately dug into it.
Harry couldn't help but be amused about how she got when she was hungry. He went and sat by Sirius. A house elf rushed over and Harry ordered for himself and Ginny since her mouth was full. He knew what she liked.
Ginny stared at Sirius while she finished her muffin. "If you want to slap me again, you can." He offered.
Ginny narrowed her eyes at him. "I gave you baths." Harry grew entirely uncomfortable at that admission. Remus looked to feel the same way. "I brushed your teeth." She took hold of the coffee the house elf had placed in front of her and took a sip, not taking her eyes off of Sirius. "You would cuddle up on the couch with me." She said after she swallowed.
Sirius gave her a crooked smile. "I did try to run away every time you tried to clean me." He defended.
"At first." She countered.
"Yeah. See, thing is, every year of being stuck a dog, my mind kind of went more and more canine, and I kind of forgot I was human sometimes." He said apologetically. "I did always leave the room when it looked like it might get inappropriate." He pointed out.
"Yeah." She said sarcastically. "Thank you so much for never going into the bathroom, and leaving whenever I was getting dressed."
"Yes, I am a gentleman." Ginny rolled her eyes at him and shook her head. "Do you think you can forgive me?"
"Yes. But not right this second." She looked down and finished breaking apart her muffin.
Sirius turned to Harry. "And you?"
Harry was confused. "What do I have to forgive you for?"
"For insisting Peter be the Secret Keeper."
Harry looked bewildered. "You couldn't have known."
"Then for going off after Peter, instead of staying with you. You wouldn't be stuck with those horrible relatives of yours if I had controlled myself."
Ginny's attention snapped to Harry at that. Harry hadn't told anyone about what living at the Dursley's the past fifteen years had been like. Remus looked confused at Sirius' choice of words. "What do you know about it?" Harry asked carefully.
"I went to check in on you first, three years ago. I heard all the yelling, I saw your bedroom window, and I remember Lily's stories about her sister and that awful husband of hers."
Harry cast nervous glances at Ginny and Remus. He could already foresee the conversations he would have to have with them later.
It had taken him a long time to realize he was being mistreated by his family. Until he was nine, he didn't know family dynamics could be any other way. Sure, he saw Dudley getting inundated with love and affection by his parents, but Harry was not their son. When he was nine a new boy joined his primary school class.
Harry learned he had been adopted. The boy was from Ghana originally and his adoptive parents were a white British couple. Harry watched with a longing fascination when the boy was picked up after school every day with a hug and kiss from his new mother. "I doubt they would have been okay with you visiting." Harry didn't know what difference it would have made to him for Sirius to not have been in prison.
"Harry." Sirius said worried. "You wouldn't have been with them at all. I am your Godfather. You would have gone with me."
Harry's stomach dropped away. The sad longing he'd felt watching the adoptive boy getting hugged when he couldn't ever remember having been embraced came back ten-fold.
Harry was looking into Sirius deep black eyes and forgot how to breath as he tried to envision what his life may have looked like. Would Sirius have loved him, taken care of him. Remus would have come over for visits, taken him to Quidditch games. He never would have known hunger, or been locked up over the summer, or forced to do manual labor in the blazing heat for hours on end.
"That would have." He managed to choke out before losing his voice.
Sirius pulled him into a fierce hug as he started crying. Harry tried his best not to let out any sobs while he cried.
It took a few moments to collect himself. He was enjoying the feeling of being hugged so fiercely. Ginny and Hermione had been the only other people he'd hugged before today, but this was different. Sirius was an adult, that wanted him and was his Godfather.
"I have a lot of work to do at my house." Sirius told him, refusing to let him go. "But if you want. I'd love for you to come stay with me next summer. I, um, I know you are coming into your inheritance, but for the first part of the summer anyways…"
Harry pulled back and hastily wiped his face with his cuff. "Inheritance? I already have access to my Gringotts account." Harry was confused. His parents had left him more than enough for school, but he wasn't going to be living the life of luxury off of it.
Sirius looked over to Remus. "He doesn't know?"
Remus looked surprised too. "I assumed Dumbledore would have told him."
Harry looked over to Ginny and his heart tightened. She'd been crying silently too. "Harry." She said, and sniffled, suppressing some of her emotions he saw shining in her eyes. "Potter is a very old magic family. You'll have a Lordship and land titles for sure." She explained.
"Your current Gringotts account will have been your mother and fathers, but Fleamont and Euphemia Potter held the ownership of the Potter family vaults and estate. It would have taken two years after their passing for James to take control, but now it is all yours once you are of age." Sirius explained.
Harry's head was swimming. An hour ago, he'd thought it had been a full-on day, now he was seriously overwhelmed. "This has been a very big day." He mumbled to himself and looked down at his plate.
Ginny reached over and covered one of his hands. He raised his eyes to her and saw a small smirk play on her face. "What was your favorite part so far?" She asked innocently. Harry's jaw dropped and he felt a blush creep up his face. She was bringing up what they did in the bathroom now? Here? In front of these two? She smiled wider at him. "Just trying to take your mind off things. Like you did for me earlier." She explained.
"You're evil." He smiled back.
She winked. "Only a little."
Remus shifted uncomfortably. "I don't want to know." He moved away from Ginny a bit.
"Thought you two looked a little more relaxed." Sirius snickered. "Right after meeting her parents?" Harry buried his face in his hands and they all laughed.
"Can we move this to my quarters?" Remus asked. "I have a class to teach. Sirius, you don't have a wand to disillusion yourself with, and I believe you two have been given a pass for the rest of the day."