Hello my dearies! I don't have much of a beginning announcement, but I do have one request: Does anyone like to draw fanart as well? Because I would love you forever if someone drew me a pic of Sirius in pink fluffy pajamas looking all out of it. I actually drew one already, on Deviant Here's the link if you want to see it:
"http colon slash slash www dot deviantart dot com slash deviation slash 20465760 slash" Just a word of warning though. It sucks. To get the link just copy and paste in your address box, then replace the words like "colon", "slash", and "dot" with ":" "/" and "." Right! Moving on!
Coreys-angel: I'm glad that my mental image got many laughs. And hope you do post more on your stories!
Talons: oh… heh… Well I think Remus and Harry are very……… "Aware" of each other, but if you mean noticing the others attraction as well? Oh, well in due time my dear. Due time.
Queenofdakittys: Indeed, I doubt he'll ever live that down. And as for Remus? Yes, he does provoke a lovely image doesn't he?
Xurtan: Well thank you, I do love getting these long reviews! And I had a good laugh at the image of a person saying "wotcher" in a Texan accent… But I can't blame you either. I accidentally use British slang randomly due to the books as well. Moving on, yes, Remus will have to deal with some issues. And yes, Sirius will have an… interesting reaction. evil smirk
sami1010220: Aww! Thank you dearie!
me, you horrid wanker: Charming name Danielle. And yes, I love you too. It seems that Sirius and Remus, along with Harry and Alice have similar friendships to ours.
Memory: Me: Hey bitch!
You: I ain't your bitch, bitch!
Me: yeah, but you're still a bitch!
You: aw, you too.
And don't we ALL want to shag Sirius?
Proffesor Rich: Ehe, He'll figure it out eventually. Don't worry! I have a plan!
Ok, So since this is AU I'm gonna ignore the 6th book (duh.) Blank is still alive and other blank isn't evil!
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Cry tears of sorrow for me!
PS I'd like to thank my BETA SolitaryPoison for fixing my terrible grammar!
ON WITH THE STORY!
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Harry yawned and stretched as he sat up in bed and looked out the window to see that the sun was just beginning to rise. He got up and grabbed some of the clothes Sirius left for him on his dresser on his way into Remus' room. To use the shower; not to check the man out. Nor to see how he would react to waking up with Harry looking disheveled and wearing just his form fitting pants that he wore yesterday when wandering through his room. Harry put these thoughts aside as he climbed into the shower and relaxed under the warm water bombarding his body. He ducked his head under the spray to soak his hair. He began to wash it; after all, elves didn't get such flawless hair by never washing it. When Harry told someone that he washed his hair frequently they would most likely gape and ask if it took hours. Harry smirked at the thought. Elves weren't on the cutting edge of magic for nothing. After soaking it down, a few well placed spells, and another rinse down he was done. Harry turned the shower off and climbed out of the shower. He dried himself off and used a spell to make his hair damp rather than soaking. Then he moved over to the sink and picked up the clothes Sirius left him.
Several minutes later Harry stood in front of the mirror and gaped at his reflection. Sirius had pulled out some of his old clothes from back in his 5th or 6th year to use, Harry hadn't asked why he still had his old clothes. But this was ridiculous! Harry may be small but he wasn't THIS small. He now wore a skin-tight shirt that just barley covered his stomach; it was normal white with very long black sleeves. Sleeves so long that they covered his hands, revealing just the tips of his fingers. The shirt was worn in and had faded red letters across the front that said "The Weird Sisters". Harry had no clue what "the Weird Sisters" were though. Then there were the trousers. He was wearing what he knew to be called "jeans". They were a light, faded blue color and were also very tight. They had several frayed, white spots as well as full-blown rips. The biggest rips being over both his knees and one on his upper and outer thigh. The trousers sat low on his hips and in combination with the shirt showed a fair but not gaudy amount of his toned stomach, the bottoms flared out and bunched around his feet.
Harry sighed and decided to talk to Sirius about some better clothing choices next time. He grabbed a strip of black leather that was lying on the pile of his old clothes and used it to pull his hair back. He pulled it into a sort of loose bun that rested against his neck and allowed several stray black and red hairs to fall in his face. Turning away from the mirror, Harry walked back through Remus' room to put his old clothes back on his dresser. He was completely oblivious to how Remus would react to waking up to find Harry walking through his room looking like THAT.
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The quiet was peaceful yet a tiny bit un-nerving. Harry was used to the noises of the forest or the ramblings of Alice to mingle through the quiet while he read. He wasn't quite used to the only sound being the picking of the grandfather clock to his left. Dispite the oddness of it, it was strangely relaxing and Harry found himself in an almost meditative state as he read in the big arm-chair by the window. Bumblebee had taken Remus, Sirius, and Harry's three common rooms and magically connected all of them for the time being. It was getting later, as Harry noted when he looked at the clock, but Remus and Sirius were still asleep. He supposed that they weren't used to staying up till about 4 in the morning, so it wasn't too surprising. He was about to get back to reading his book when there was a knock at the door. Harry looked up in surprise, who would be up this early? Aside from him. The knock was heard again and Harry looked to the doors to Remus and Sirius' rooms, he had no clue what to do. Then a shimmer of silver was in view. He looked over to see the invisibility cloak draped over the back of the couch. He stood quickly and threw the cloak over his head as he moved to the door. He pulled it open to reveal Hermione Granger with her hand up, as if she was about to knock again. She wore a look of surprise and starred at the empty space in the doorframe. Harry smiled and watched her look around in puzzlement for a bit.
"Professor Black?" She said with obvious confusion in her voice as she peered at the empty room through the open door.
"Ms. Granger!" He bit his lip to stop from laughing when she jumped at the sound of his voice. "Do you know what time it is?" Her look remained flabbergasted and Harry couldn't stop. Once he saw that the corridor behind her was abandoned he pulled the cloak off and let the laughter he had been holding in out.
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Hermionie gasped as Harry came into view from under the invisibility cloak. The first thing she noticed was his clothes. They were tight, slightly revealing, and at the same time extremely casual. His hair was pulled into a loose bun and was glistening with the fading remains of water. Overall he looked hot as hell. Hermionie shook her head and glared at Harry as he continued to laugh at her.
"Oh shush you little prat!" She snapped good-naturedly as he stepped aside to let her in. Once they were in Harry stopped laughing and looked at her.
"Heh, sorry 'Mione. What are you doing here?" He asked as they both sat on comfortable chairs.
"I came to ask Professor Black about how his meeting with you went, I wondered if you decided to stay in the castle. I guess you did then?" Harry smiled at her and nodded.
"Yeah, sort of… I've decided to reveal myself to the wizarding world slowly but surely, and I'm not leaving the forest completely." Hermionie grinned and settled into her chair.
"Brilliant! Oh! Does this mean you've met Professor Lupin?" Harry blushed a bit and nodded. "Oh! Spill it! What do you think of him now that you've met him first hand?" Harry sighed and blushed again, he got a dreamy look on his face and slowly stood up.
"I'll go make us a spot of tea." He mumbled as he headed to the small kitchen in the back. Hermionie laughed and smiled at him.
"Aw… I take it that you found him rather tidy then? You must be thrilled he met your expectations, if not more." Hermionie replied with a smirk, this caused Harry to snort.
"Bloody hell, between you and Alice… If sexual suggestions and innuendoes were buckets of water I'd have drowned ages ago. And as for being thrilled that he's bloody fantastic? Well then yeah, sure. Because now the guy I utterly fancy is even more amazing and even more out of my reach. I'm just chuffed." He muttered sarcastically as he turned to continue to the kitchen.
"Out of your reach how?" Hermionie was about to get her answer when the door right next to Harry opened and someone fell out.
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Sirius slowly felt consciousness drift back into his head and scrunched his eyes, trying to will it to go away. Eventually he gave up and stumbled into his bathroom and took a quick shower, afterwards he put on some loose muggle clothes and decided to dress better when it was actually time to go teach. He moved to the door and stopped when he heard faint voices on the other side. The first one was a younger female's voice.
"Aw… I take it that you found him rather tidy then? You must be thrilled he met your expectations, if not more." The voice said somewhat tauntingly, the second voice that sounded more masculine snorted lightly before responding.
"Bloody hell, between you and Alice… If sexual suggestions and innuendoes were buckets of water I'd have drowned ages ago." Sirius realized that the second voice was Harry's. He wondered whom it was that he was talking to and whom they were talking about. "And as for being thrilled that he's bloody fantastic? Well then yeah, sure. Because now the guy I utterly fancy is even more amazing and even more out of my reach. I'm just chuffed."
'Oh wow! I wonder who it could be? Ugh! Say a name damnit!' Sirius thought as he leaned closer to the door.
"Out of your reach how?" Sirius' hand slipped on the door handle, causing it to turn. The hard surface he was leaning on was suddenly moving away very fast and he found a new hard surface. The ground. He looked up quickly and found Harry looking down at him in surprise and a tiny bit of panic. Hermione sat in the chair by the fire looking at him with just as much surprise.
"………………. What's up?" He said sheepishly, flashing Harry a nervous and cheesy grin. Harry groaned and slapped his hand to his forehead.
"How much did you hear?" He muttered, extremely embarrassed.
"Um… From the 'tidy' comment and on." Harry groaned again and glared a bit at Hermione.
"Well fantastic! Now Sirius knows! Might as well go write it in six foot neon letters on the north-east wall!" Harry snapped out, throwing his hands in the air. Sirius pouted.
"Hey!" Harry looked down at Sirius and got an apologetic look on his face.
"Sorry Sirius. I didn't mean it like that. You didn't hear who it is though, right?" Sirius shook his head and stood up.
"Nope, but I have a niggling interest to it!" He gave a hopeful grin and Harry sighed in defeat.
"If I refuse to tell you, you won't drop it will you?" Sirius nodded in reply, Harry cast a quick look to the other, unopened door and leaned in to whisper the name. "Just promise you won't freak out…" The next words were whispered in his ear. "It's… eh. Bugger. It's Remus, alright?" Harry pulled away quickly and bit his lip, reading Sirius' expression with worry on his own face. Behind him Hermione looked on curiously as well. They didn't quite like what they saw; Sirius had a sort of black surprise on his face. The blank look was better than the angry frown that appeared moments later.
"Are you shitting me?" Harry flinched and Hermione sighed as she sunk into her chair. "Harry! He's 24! For pity's sake!" He growled out, this time he was the one throwing his hands in the air.
"Shove off! There's no need to get shirty! I know how old he is! He's only 7 years older than me! That's not that much!" Harry shot back, crossing his hands over his chest.
"But it's still 7 years! And he was one of your mum and dad's best friends! HE WAS IN THE HOSPITAL WHEN YOU WERE BORN, DAMNIT!" Harry stopped, that was a bit odd. But still.
"So what! He was my mum and dad's best friend so that means he cares about me and would take good care of me! And since he was their friend and IS yours then that means you like him! That they liked him! So I don't see the bloody problem!" Harry sighed out in frustration and leaned against the wall looking a bit put out. "Besides. You heard me. He's out of my reach. He's out of my league. I wouldn't have a chance so I'm not going to go flaunting myself in leather trousers or something and eating bananas suggestively. You're not really helping me by giving me these tiny clothes by the way. But anyroad, you should stop fretting. My carnal treasure is safe from the big bad wolf." They both looked up quickly as Hermione burst out laughing.
"Ahahaha! Sorry! But that was hilarious!" She bit her lip to stop from laughing and only resulted in making a sort of snicker/snorting noise. Harry rolled his eyes and looked back at the ground while Sirius looked at him in silence for a while.
"Well…." Harry nervously looked up as Sirius spoke. "I'm sorry I snapped. It came as a shock." Harry nodded in acceptance and understanding. "I… Well I guess you two would be cute. And he would take care of you, and I know he's a good guy… So… I guess you can go suck off a banana in front of him, just make sure I'm not there ok?" Harry smiled at him and nodded.
"Right. Thanks Siri. But I told you. I haven't a chance." Sirius shared a look with Hermione.
"Harry, love?" Hermione started up. "Have you ever looked in a mirror?" Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Well of course I have. Why?" The door suddenly opened and a fully dressed Remus Lupin came out.
"Moony!" Sirius shouted quickly, getting a panicky look on his face. "Did you hear anything?" Remus raised an eyebrow.
"I woke up to someone yelling 'damnit' at the top of their lungs. I quickly realized it was you and therefore opted to stop listening and went to take a shower. Then I came up to the door and heard people talking about mirrors. Why do you ask?" Remus' eyes then fell on Harry and instantly widened, his cheeks gaining a pink tinge. "Harry! Um, interesting clothing choice." Harry blushed deeply and wrapped his arms around his exposed mid-drift.
"Oh, right. Well blame Sirius for turning me into some grunge-rock bint." They both looked up after a bit when Sirius didn't shoot back in defense. They saw him looking between them with a distant and slightly saddened look on his face. He was daydreaming about the last time he saw Harry before he disappeared. He had been an innocent little baby with a cold. Sirius' eyes fell upon Harry again and he spoke.
"You threw up on James…" He muttered sadly, causing everyone in the room to give him an odd look. With a large sigh he turned and headed for the kitchen. 'Where do the years go? He's not a baby anymore…' He thought as he neared the kitchen door.
"Sirius, where are you going?" Remus asked his retreating back. He replied without turning around.
"To hide the bananas." He muttered dejectedly.
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Oh lala! I'm going to London for three weeks on Tuesday! Woohoo!