A/N: Quick update before I go away. Here's chapter 14…

Chapter 14

Harry wandered aimlessly around the muggle town until it began to get dark. He knew he had to go back at some point but he couldn't face it.

Snape would have told Sirius what he said by now and Sirius would probably be so disgusted he would never talk to him again.

Ok so maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration. He knew Sirius cared about him and would try and be good about it but it would still be awkward. He didn't want to lose his godfather again so soon after he got him back.

What he had said to Snape had surprised him. He had known before that he fancied Sirius a bit and he had been purposely all over Snape in an attempt to make him jealous but he didn't realise just how much he loved Sirius until after he told Snape.

He looked around at the street which was now practically deserted and started to walk home.

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On the way into the house Harry bumped into Snape. He looked at him awkwardly and decided he should at least say something.

"Hi, um about earlier… I'm sorry."

Snape looked at him in a questioning way.

"Err listen… have you… would it possible if you could not tell Sirius? Please?"

"Not tell Sirius what?"

"About what I said earlier."

"Harry, I haven't spoken to you all day."

Harry looked at Snape carefully to see if he was joking. One look at the confused potions master told him that he was being serious.

"Oh… Never mind then."

Harry ran up the stairs to talk to Remus.

When he got there he flung open the door to see Remus hurriedly hide something behind his back.

"Remus something weird is… what's in your hand?"

"Nothing. What's weird?"

"It's not nothing I saw you hide something behind your back."

Harry lunged forward to grab it. Remus tried to get away but Harry was too fast.

"Why do have this?"

Harry held up the empty potion bottle that Remus had been holding. It was the appearance changing potion.

"I err… felt like changing my hair colour?"

Harry glared at him.

Remus looked around for a change of subject but he knew it wouldn't work. At that moment Sirius opened the door. When he saw Harry holding the potion bottle he stopped and grimaced.

"Hi Harry… what are you doing in here?"

"I was trying to get Remus to explain why he had this."

He held the bottle up in the air.

"Oh…he err probably just found it."

Sirius only had to take one look at Harry to know that he didn't believe him.

"He had it because I left it in here earlier. I used it for something."

Harry had a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach that he knew exactly what Sirius had used it for.

"Oh yes? And what was it that you used it for?"

"Can we talk about this outside?"

Harry thought about it and decided that he would prefer it if Remus didn't hear this conversation which, he had a feeling, would be very awkward.

"Ok."

They turned round and left Remus looking disappointed on the bed.

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Once they were outside the room Sirius turned to look at Harry.

"Urm, ok earlier, when you were talking to Snape… That wasn't him. That was me."

Even though Harry had been expecting him to say it, it still came as a shock. When he had recovered the first emotion that hit him was anger.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think…"

Harry didn't let Sirius finish his sentence.

"No Sirius, you didn't think. I can't believe you would do that!"

"I know it was wrong and I'm really sorry but I needed to know if you really liked him."

"That doesn't give you the right to do that! It's none of your business if I like Snape or not. Just because you don't like him doesn't mean you can choose if I do!"

"But you don't. So why does it matter?"

"Why does it matter?!?!"

Harry was so angry he could hardly speak. He just turned round and stormed down the stairs and back out of the front door.

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He apparated to the nearest bar he could think of. By the time he got there he wasn't angry anymore, just miserable. He had about 5 very alcoholic drinks to drown his sadness. The barman was pleased to see him.

"Hi Harry haven't seen you around here for a while!"

It was true. He hadn't been there once since Sirius had come back and that was nearly two weeks before.

Harry just grunted and ordered another drink.

At about 4:30am he staggered home. He felt sick and he hardly knew where he was but he wasn't miserable anymore and that was the only thing that mattered.

He crept up the stairs to his room and collapsed on his bed. Sirius heard him come in and went to try and talk to him.

"Harry?"

The room was dark and Sirius couldn't see him but he could hear him breathing.

"Harry we really need to talk."

"Why?"

The voice surprised Sirius. He wasn't really expecting an answer.

"Harry, earlier, when you said… do you really like me?"

Harry laughed bitterly.

"Yeah. Ironic really. The first person I've actually fancied in ages is the only one who doesn't fancy me. Life's cruel like that."

Sirius was about to answer when Harry carried on talking.

"You know, when you were dead all I could think about was how it was all my fault. I wanted you to come back so much. And then you did. But it didn't make a difference cos I'm still miserable and pissed off my head. I think that's just how I'm meant to be."

Sirius felt his way through the dark, closer to where Harry was.

"I'm really sorry Harry. I wouldn't have done it if I'd known how much it would hurt you. But you're wrong when you say I don't like you. I've been thinking about it a lot and… and I think I might be in love with you."

Harry couldn't think of anything to say. So he just made a noise that sounded a bit like:

"Mmneh."

"That's it just "mmneh"?"

"Well give me a chance!"

Sirius laughed sat on the edge of Harry's bed.

"I love you Harry. I really do."

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A/N: Fairly awful chapter I know but I will try and make the next one better. I think there's still a few left.