A/N: Ta da! I'm not totally happy with this but I decided that if I didn't use this then I would never write it and we would go back to a year between posts.

Chapter 8

Sirius woke up to sunlight flooding through the window. He was warm and he could feel a soft body in his arms, curled up to him. He smiled and breathed in deeply, feeling completely content until he opened his eyes and his head began to crash. He swore under his breath and slipped out of bed to find a hangover cure.

"Looking for this?"

Sirius spun round to see Harry in the doorway of the bathroom holding a bottle of clear liquid. He nodded and immediately regretted it when his brain pulsed painfully in his skull.

"Yeah. Thought it was in here."

"It was. I put it by your side of the bed last night when I got in. I thought you might need it. I guess you must have missed it."

Sirius just nodded again and took the bottle. The liquid was cool on his tongue and he felt its effects as soon as it ran down his throat.

"Thanks."

He sat down on the edge of the bath to let his head stop spinning completely. Harry was still hanging around in the doorway. Sirius looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to say something, but he just shifted awkwardly and stared at the tiled floor.

Sirius was about to ask what was up but Harry seemed to decide not to say whatever it was and headed downstairs. Sirius cleaned up his face and grabbed some clothes, deciding to go out for a walk.

"Harry, I'm going out. You need anything?"

Harry looked up from the magazine he was reading and opened his mouth before closing it again and shaking his head. Sirius shrugged. Harry was being weird today. He was always a bit weird but it was normally weird in a cute Harryish way, not in a downright strange way.

He pondered it as he walked down the road but didn't come up with any reasons. He was distracted from his train of though by sudden shouting and camera flashes going off in his face.

"Mr Black, what are your comments on your relationship with Harry Potter?"

"Black, we read his interview in Witch Weekly. Is it true?"

Damn, that stupid interview. He had completely forgotten.

He tried to push past and keep going but gave up when he realised just how many there were. How had Harry really believed this would get people off their backs?

He sighed and held up a hand to quiet them. They all fell into deathly silence; anticipating the new information they were sure they were going to get.

"One at a time would be nice; I only have one set of ears."

A short blonde wizard with a notepad at the front spoke first.

"Do you confirm every Mr Potter said in his recent interview with Witch Weekly?"

"I haven't read it yet but I'm sure whatever he said was true."

"So you are getting married then?"

Sirius looked confused as the babble of noise broke out again. He backed away and turned back towards the house, trying to work out how those reporters could have got "we're getting married" from "we broke up".

"Harry?!"

Sirius stuck his head through the kitchen door to see Harry sitting exactly where he had left him. He looked up briefly from what he was reading and smiled.

"That was a quick walk."

"Yeah, funny thing that. See, I was walking down the road, as you do, and this bunch of reporters jumped me and started asking me about whether I was getting married which was a bit of a shock since last time I checked they were supposed to think we broke up so I decided to cut my walk short."

"Oh right. How strange."

Harry went back to his magazine but dropped it again when he could no longer pretend that he couldn't feel Sirius' eyes on him.

"Ok, ok- I couldn't do it. You were right, it was a dumb idea and I don't know what I was thinking so I just told them the truth. Happy?"

Sirius felt like his smile must stretch all the way to his ears.

"Very. Why didn't you tell me before?"

"I thought you would be annoyed that I put you through all that angst for nothing."

Sirius laughed and wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulders from behind.

"No way. This just means I was right which is great since I hardly ever get to be right. When did you suddenly become the weird, irrational one in this relationship?"

Harry pouted.

"I didn't. I'm still the smart one. I just had a momentary slip. Don't get used to it."

Sirius laughed and kissed Harry softly on the lips. As he felt Harry's arms wind round him it suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't kissed Harry for what seemed like forever. Ok, it had only really been a few days, possibly a week, but it felt like ages. He pulled back and hugged his boyfriend close and smiled to himself. Suddenly the whole thing seemed incredibly stupid.

A/N: Ok, I'm nearly done with this so I'm going to sink into the low realms of bribery- if you review you get virtual s'mores (they are almost as good as the real ones, I promise).