I decided to do Harry's POV to kind of get a feel of Sirius and Remus's characters. I'd love to hear what you have to say about them!

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Harry POV

Harry just finished shooing Sirius, the sneaky animagus dog, from his bedroom. He turned from the door and saw his cellular phone on his bed and went to pick it up. Then he flopped back onto his stomach and pulled his pillow under his chest before he pulled the cell beside his ear and said, "Hello again, love. How are you?"

"Magnus fed me, so I'm very good." Jace's voice was beautiful as always. That first night it caught Harry's attention. There was one night they talked for hours and Harry had gotten tired when it was nearing midnight and he fell asleep using Jace's voice as though it were a spoken lullaby.

Magnus' food. Jace had spoken of it on many occasions and Harry was honestly jealous. He wanted to cook for Jace but hadn't gotten the courage to invite him to his home quite yet. He was just glad that his boy had something else to eat besides take-out, he wasn't sure Jace ever made his own meals.

Harry chuckled. "Good," he said, regarding Magnus' food. "By the way, Sirius has been stealing my phone—well, failing at stealing my phone, but basically he wants to meet you, and so does Remus."

Remus had noticed Harry's fond looks, or so he said Harry had, when talking to Jace or talking about Jace.

Sirius didn't like Jace, mostly because he was a Shadowhunter and his partner was werewolf and Jace's kind killed Downworlders every day.

"Do they?" Jace asked. "Well, then I've got something to tell you."

Harry raised a brow. "Oh? Should I be scared or excited?"

"Both."

"Hmm. Do tell."

"We have dinner at my place. I invite my family—not Maryse or Robert, I can't handle them anymore—but Izzy and Alec and Magnus and maybe Simon and you bring along your godfathers."

Harry rather liked that plan. A meeting of both sides in one go. "Yeah, that sounds nice, actually. Tell me what you're making and I'll bring along a dessert, okay?" Finally he'd get to make something for Jace.

"Uh…yeah, I'll text you…what I'm making."

Harry was about to say something, hearing Jace's little hesitation and thinking he didn't want this at all even when he suggested it, but he heard rustling and whispers outside of his door. Then he heard Sirius's sad moan that sounded like he was in dog form—really, though, he always whined like a dog. And he heard Remus's voice next, chastising Sirius.

He sighed. "Ugh, I got to go; now they're both out my door whining like sad puppies. Why do they need my attention so badly?"

"Everybody wants your attention, Harry. It's probably that great ass of yours."

"Well, it's understandable. But anyway, I should go. Let me know tomorrow, okay? When you want this to happen and all."

"Sure. Bye, Harry."

"Goo'night, Jace."

After hanging up the phone and putting it on his side table, he strode to his bedroom door with determination and opened it quickly.

Remus stood there, smiling small and slight fear in his eyes—he knew Harry hated when they listened in on Jace's calls. He'd pranked them good for it, too.

While Remus stood, Sirius sat on the ground, and obviously his face had been pressed on the door because he was now lying on the carpet from an obvious fall forward when Harry opened the door.

"Hello Harry," Remus greeted.

Sirius grunted.

Harry put a hand to his forehead, resisting a long groan. "Why can't you two respect my privacy?"

Sirius jumped up. His face was angry, deep lines in different spots on it telling Harry he was really upset and pissed. "I can't when you're talking to boys and going on dates with somebody I haven't met! Somebody who is a Shadowhunter!"

Harry gave Sirius a serious look. "Siri, I love you, and I get you care about me and all but this…this isn't right."

Remus put his hand on Sirius's shoulder. The animagus twisted his head back sharply, still angry, and they both stared at each other, Remus's eyes deep and clever and comforting—they always were. Harry always took comfort in Remus's eyes and his soft tone when he was down. "Dear, what Harry is saying is absolutely true. We shouldn't spy on him." Remus looked at him. "I'm sorry, Harry." He paused, licking his lips. "But! I have to say that I've only spied twice, while Sirius—hey!"

Sirius had jumped onto Remus with a growl; Harry caught the playfulness in it, though, and he laughed while they fake wrestled. "You total jerk!"

Remus giggled—like a little girl, Harry found out—as he was jerked around, Sirius shaking him and poking him. "Sorry, love, I'm sorry!"

When they were done, and Sirius and Remus were out of breath and Harry stood by with a smile and crossed arms, he spoke. "I guess you don't have to wait much longer to see Jace, then. He wants us to come to his place soon to meet you two and to have us meet his family."

Sirius's grin was kind of evil.

Remus knew what it was as Harry did, because they both said, "No, Sirius!"

The Head Black pouted. "I didn't even do anything."

"Not yet," Remus clarified.

"Anyway," Harry said. "I'm making a dessert to bring with."

"Oh! Make a pie! I love your pies, Harry!" Sirius smiled and put his arm around Remus's shoulder.

The were nodded. His smile was kind. "Yeah, there amazing."

Harry shrugged. He did love to make pies. Any kind of pie, cherry, mixed berry, chocolate, marble, or pumpkin. He could do anything with the option of pie because basically you just made the crust and covered and filled the crust with whatever suited you. So perhaps he would make a pie after all. Sometimes pie wasn't fitting with meals, though.

"Depends on what he's making. 's why I asked him to tell me tomorrow when this is going to happen and what he's making."

Remus frowned. "But…didn't you say he can't cook?"

Harry shrugged. "I don't think he can't, he just always has take-out."

"Just don't want to be poisoned like with Draco," Sirius said, shivering. He looked pale and sick.

Harry laughed. "That prat was an idiot! Jace is at least familiar with muggle ways, so I trust him."

Sirius buried his self into Remus's side. "Was puking all night."

Remus kissed Sirius's cheek. "It's okay, love. That won't happen ever again."

Harry's phone went off. He went to answer it, seeing Jace's face grinning on the front along with his name. He turned to the two still standing out his door, pointing sharply. "You two! if I hear you outside this door or see you or even smell you—I will prank you so hard." He hoped they got the picture—spy again, and get pranked like crazy. He'd ask Fred and George for help, even, and they were deadly.

Remus gently shut the door and Harry heard them both walk down the steps. Gone, Harry was alone with the vibrating cell. He clicked the green ANSWER button and smiled as he heard Jace's angelic voice.


That's that, folks! Tell me what you thought!

Any mistakes, my bad.

This is the fastest update I've ever had when it comes to writing a new chapter each time. Jesus fudge.

I'D LIKE TO APOLOGIZE TO THOSE WHO GOT HUNGRY READING THIS! AND HOW DOES PIE SOUND?

-Eve