A/N: Once again I'm sorry about the slow updates. I was thinking of rethinking the plan for this chapter because two of the people reviewing the last chapter guessed part of what was going to happen, but then I decided to stick to the original plan and say congratulations to you people who seem to be able read my mind. So for all my favourite readers who make this worth doing… Here is chapter 15…

Disclaimer: these things are stupid because if I owned Harry Potter I would be millionaire living in a mansion or maybe a house boat and would never be able to find time in my busy lifestyle to write fanfics. I'm really just a slightly obsessed fan with an odd imagination.

Chapter 15

Harry woke up at about midday to the sunlight streaming through his window. Any other day he would have leant back on his pillows and spent ages just soaking it in but the crashing pain in his head stopped him doing that. He hadn't realised quite how drunk he had been the night before.

He could vaguely remember staggering home at some time in the morning but not much else. He could also remember parts of a really weird dream he had had. The bits he could remember involved Sirius telling him he was in love with him and kissing him for a really long time.

Harry smiled grimly to himself. Seemed like a nice dream, pity he couldn't remember more of it. He dragged himself out of bed and downstairs to get some potion to get rid of his hangover.

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Sirius had gone back to his own room the night before after Harry had fallen asleep. For a while he had just sat there watching him with a little smile on his face but he was worried Harry would think he was a bit of a loser if he woke up and saw him still sitting there, gazing at him.

He walked out of the room and crashed straight into an amused Moony and a furious looking Snape.

"Black I'm going to…" Snape started, but Sirius wasn't listening. He was in his own little world where Snape didn't even exist and just walked straight past.

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When Harry got to the kitchen Sirius was already in there. He smiled at him trying to put all thoughts of his dream out of his mind.

Harry mumbled something about hangovers and how expensive the potions were to the other man as he opened all of the cupboards searching for his potion. When he found it he shuffled out of the room leaving Sirius confused and beginning to worry.

What if Harry had changed his mind about how he felt and that was why he hadn't said anything?

Soon Harry re-entered the room looking much more awake and started magically making orange juice. He was about the new broom which he was thinking of getting. Usually Sirius would have loved talking about it but he was too distracted and it wasn't long before Harry noticed that he was practically talking to himself.

"Did you hear anything I just said?"

"Y-yeah… of course I did." Sirius felt like kicking himself. It was so obviously a lie.

"Ok then what did I say?"

"Easy, you were saying how great I am."

Harry couldn't help laughing.

"Yeah that was it" he said sarcastically.

"Ok maybe I wasn't really listening."

"Really?!" Harry pretended to be shocked. "What exactly were you thinking about that was more interesting than me?"

It only took a few seconds for Sirius to decide to talk to Harry about the night before. If Harry had changed his mind he would rather know about it than keep worrying.

"I was thinking about last night and wondering if you had changed your mind."

Harry was confused.

"What about last night?"

"What do you mean what about last night? I don't know about you but there weren't a whole load of other things that happened to me last night. I spent too much time worrying where the hell you'd gone to do much."

Harry still looked like he had no clue what Sirius was on about. He also looked like he had just discovered his godfather was a madman.

"Don't you remember anything?"

"Not really… no."

Sirius turned around and pretended to be busy looking for something in the cupboards. He wasn't sure if he was ready to go through the whole conversation again. Especially as this time Harry was sober and thinking more clearly. He had been so happy before. He couldn't believe it had gone away so quickly.

"Siri what happened?"

Sirius slowly turned round to face Harry again. When he saw the look on Harry's face he knew he wasn't ready to tell him so he did the first thing that came into his head.

He walked across the kitchen to where Harry was standing and put his arms around his waist. He pulled the younger man closer to him and gently pressed his lips against his.

At first Harry was in complete shock but when he realised what was happening he wound his arms around Sirius' neck and deepened the kiss.

They stood for what seemed like hours, pressed together with their tongues dancing against each other. Sirius pulled away first.

"Do you remember now?"

Harry nodded and smiled as he rested his head on Sirius' chest.

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A/N: 1 or 2 more chapters and then I'm done. Review please!