Which Harry is Harry?
By: Nikkii-Love706
Disclaimer and Warning: See Chapter 1.
Sorry, I forgot to do this last chapter:
"Talking."
'Thought.'
"Parseltongue."
Chapter 2: Personality Disorder Much?
George woke up a little later then he had intended to. Rolling over he felt around for Harry. He sprang up as his eyes frantically searched around the room, but no such luck, no Harry. Darting out of the room he searched the hall, but still no Harry. George ran to a door and pounded a few times. The door swung open revealing a tired Remus, "Yes, George?" He mumbled while rubbing his eyes. "Remus! Harry isnt in his room! I woke up and he was gone. Just poof!" George exclaimed while flailing his arms about and nearly hitting the rumpled werewolf.
There was a quiet chuckle from down the hall, "Looking for little old me?" Both, George and Remus, whipped there heads toward the voice and there standing at the end of the hall was the boy they were looking for but he seemed alittle different. Harry was wearing tight black skinny jeans, a shredded T-shirt over a long sleeved mesh shirt, and black knee high boots. There was a thin line of black around his eyes and his hair even looked longer, framing his face and expertly tossed in that I-just-got- the-best-shag-of-my-life look. "Har-harry? What are you wearing?" George stuttered out while Remus looked as though he was going to drool. "I was about to head down stairs, get me a samitch, and look for your brother Charlies sexy ass. Mmm." He turned and gracefully sauntered down the stairs with a small smirk playing on his lips.
George staired at the stairway, "OH. MY. GOODNESS. Remus can you believe that? Was that really Harry?" He turned to the werewolf and nearly laughed. Remus was still stairing at the end of the hall with drool gathering at the corner of his parted lips. The red head snapped his fingers in the mesmorized mans face, but there was no reaction. He sighed, "Whatever." With a small shrug he turned towards his room to get dressed and then he was going to interigate a little raven haired minx.
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Charlie was sitting at the dinning room table drinking a cup of coffee and looking over the latest addition of the prophet, 'The Ministry is getting more idiotic each day.' He thought as he read over the article on the arrest of multiple ministry officals.
He was pulled from his mussings by someone pulling the paper from his hands and next thing he knows – the same person is straddling his lap. There was a puff of hot air near his ear. "Hello sexy." A voice like velvet purred, but he was caught off guard by how familiar that voice was. "H-harry?" The raven haired boy leaned back and shifted his hips in a way that made Charlie gasp. "Sorta." He looked up at the boy in his lap with confusion shinning in his eyes, "Harry? What happe – " He was cut off by silky lips molding to his own with just the barest of pressure. The dragon tamer couldn't resist leaning into the delicious body in his lap. He licked at the boys bottom lip, begging for entrance and almost immediately granted access, but just when he was about to delve into that sweet mouth they were gone. He blinked up surprised at the furious face of Sirius Black and George Weasley.
"What the hell Charlie?" George exclaimed with his arms once again flailing about. "Yeah, Charlie! What do you think you were doing to my godson, huh?" Sirius growled as he looked down at the boy in his arms and quickly turned him around to get a good look at him. "Harry?" Said boy looked at them and smirked, "Technically, but my name is also James. I am but one of Harry's personalities." Charlie finally spoke up, "What exactly do you mean?" Harry – wait, James – pulled out of Sirius grasp and sat down in Charlies lap. "Well, Hun, it is actually quite simple. Harry has locked himself in here," He pointed to his head, "And with out him at the forefront us other Harry's are going to come out and play while he deals with his issues. Anything else?" James stated all this with a almost amused tone. George decided to step up, "Yes there is something else, James! What the hell were you doing with Charlie?" James looked up at them sheepishly, "I was kissing him and, I mean, how could you not, he is just so sexy." He stated with a lustful look at the red head in question but then his face fell to one of contemplative. "Hm, maybe I should warn you guys buuut – Nah it will be funner to see your reactions." He giggled and Charlie wrapped his arms around James waist. "Well, what ever it is I don't mind this right now."
Charlie grinned cheekily at the group and Sirius glowered at the scene. "I mind!" Just then Remus walked in, "Mind what?" The animagus didn't answer, instead he just pointed to the two sitting. Immediately Remus growled, "Harry, get off his lap!" James just giggled and stood up, unwrapping Charlies reluctant arms from his waist. "Well, im going to take a nap, you guys explain to him, k?" And with that he left.
Remus huffed and turned to the group, "So, what is going on?" George spoke up first, "Well – Harry told us that the real Harry locked himself in his head and now all his other personalities can come out. That one that just left was James, he kinda seemed punkish, yeah? And he seems to have a thing for Charlie." Remus looked confused but nodded. "Were going to have to tell everyone." The small group of four agreed and sepereated to go inform Severus, Fred, Bill, and Draco.
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Everyone was sitting in the kitchen discussing this and that over tea, nobody took notice of Harry walk in rubbing his eyes with a small yawn. He was in one of Sirius large T-shirts and holding a blanket. They didn't notice until he was crawling on to Sirius lap and snuggling in to the animagus' neck. Everyone went quiet and looked at the two. "Harry, pup, what you doing?" Sirius questioned and the only reply was muffled in to the side of his neck. "What was that?" Harry pulled away alittle with a small yawn. "My names Chibi."
Remus and Bill tried to stifle their chuckles but didn't quite succed. Everyone turned to the two. "Whats so funny?" A few of the non-laughing accupents asked. Bill chuckles died down alittle, "Do none of you know what Chibi means?" By the quietness he quessed not. "The japanese translation is if im not mistaken is 'Little One'. I thought it suited him with how adorable he was being." Remus stated with a large grin. A few chuckled, others looked at Remus like he was crazy for knowing that.
They all turned back to Chibi, who at the moment was snuggling up against Sirius and licking the animagus' neck affectionately. Everyone could tell that it was affecting Sirius and surprisingly it was Severus that saved him from an akward situation. "Chibi?" The boy lifted his head to look at him. "Why are you in Sirius' lap and not Charlie's? I thought Harry liked Charlie?" The others nodded, agreeing. With a small smile Chibi replyed, "Well – James likes Charlie, I like Sirius, and truthfully I don't know who Harry likes." Fred questioned, "So are you telling us that each of Harry's personalities likes a different person?" Chibi nodded and went back to nuzzeling Sirius' neck.
Draco leaned over to Charlie, "Should we be letting him do that?" They both glanced over at the couple. "I don't really know. I don't think this Harry is like the one that likes me. Chibi kind of reminds me of a cat, alittle bit." Draco nodded and opened his mouth to reply but snapped it shut when Remus growled. Draco and Charlie looked up to see Harry pulling Sirius out of his chair towards the door with a not so innocent glint in his emerald eyes.
"Where do you think you're going?" Remus snarled out. Sirius was so dazed that he couldn't even answer. "Me and Siri are going to go play a game." Chibi purred out. Immediately two identical red heads had yanked the animagus away from the boy and Draco had scooped him up from around the waist and away from the dazed man. "Oi, what the hell? I want my Siri! Let go!" Chibi whined and tried to wiggle out of the arms holding him. "No. Bad Chibi." Draco reprimineded, "Now sit down and be a good kitten!" Almost like a switch was flicked the boy stopped sturggling and sank to the floor, sitting indian style. "Criss-cross applesauce, hands in your lap." Chibi sang as he placed his hands in his crossed lap. Draco couldn't help but coo at the sight and sank down to sit with the boy. "Well, that was adorable!" Bill stated as the others nodded in agreement, well – except Sirius, who was still zoned out from the playful boys unseen skills.
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The rest of the afternoon went without anymore incidents. Though Chibi did try to convince Sirius to go up stairs to play a two-player "game", again. Other than that it went smoothily. They all played real games with him, even Snape, and had a relaxed dinner. They ended the day with a pouting Chibi being carried up stairs.
"I want to sleep with Sirius!" The teenage boy pouted as he was carried in to Remus' bedroom on said werewolfs shoulder. "Sorry Chibi, but you might try something on padfoot and im the only one that can keep you from running off." With that Remus kicked the door closed and tossed the boy on to his bed. "Your pj's are on the dresser. Im going to go change in the bathroom, k?" The werewolf smiled when the younger nodded and yawned, before closing the door and getting dressed quickly. He swiftly slid back in to his room and immediately froze. There on his bed was Chibi in nothing but one of Remus' Queen T's. "Holy cra – I mean Chibi, is there something wrong with your pajama's?" He asked. Chibi jumped off the bed and bounced over to the older man. "Nope, I just like the smell of old T-shirts!" The smiling boy said as he pulled the werewolf to the bed and pushed him down under the covers, before the smaller boy climbed in and cuddled up next to the older man with a contented sigh.
"Nighty night, Remi."
"Night, Chibi."
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*Well – that was chapter 2….. what did you think? Please Review! NO Flamers!