Just use a condom, please?

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. They are the property of JK rowling. I only own the new OC's which appear in the following chapters.

Sirius, despite the fact he enjoyed listening to his Godsons conversations, was really becoming worried about him. Sure he was just like James had been when he was young. But, he was completely alone, no mother or father, and the fact that he was actually growing up a lot faster made the whole situation pretty bleak. Sirius hadn't been around when he was young, even though he was meant to take care of his Godson. Harry was literally as independent as any adult. He drinks, smokes and has had as many girlfriends as an adult would. Sirius desperately wanted to talk to him, but was unsure of what to say. He had never had to talk to Harry before.

Harry was lying down on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Ron, who had once been so understanding, had become more annoying than Cho. He was constantly talking about the argument as if Harry had been as impressive as a heaveyweight champion. Neville, Dean and Seamus all joined in, in very loud voices. Harry, not being able to take this, got up and put on his shoes.

'Hey I'm just going to the toilet. Back in a sec.' He quickly closed the door and immediately decided to take refuge in Sirius room. After all he had never fully apologised to his Godfather for walking out the first night. He made his way to the top floor of the house. Reaching the door marked 'Sirius' he didn't even bother to knock, just walked in. He felt Sirius didn't really have a right to tell him off anyway.

'Fu-' Sirius said as he turned around, 'Harry, why on earth didn't you knock? I could have been doing…' Sirius trailed off rather embarrassed.

Harry merely raised his eyebrows and gazed around the room he had never been in before.

'So… What's up?' Sirius looked worriedly at Harry, who merely shrugged at the question. Still gazing around at some of the photo frames, Sirius and James waved out at him from many of them. Sirius just looked at Harry. Not wanting to say anything that might make him leave. He had become increasingly careful of what he said to Harry ever since his conversation with Ron and Hermione. Harry moved towards the bed and to Sirius' surprise he lay down.

'I'm staying here tonight,' He said and rolled over on his side.

Sirius chuckled, 'Really? Why on earth are you doing that?'

'Ron is annoying me.'

'I see.' Sirius lay down too, 'How have things been going with Lorena and stuff? You know she'll be in your year at Hogwarts.'

'What? She's going to Hogwarts? …She's younger than me anyway, she'll be in Ginnys year.'

'Nope.' Sirius said frowning slightly, 'We were talking on her first night here. She said she's going into sixth year. She did start school at ten too. Father just probably wanted her away as soon as possible… But I suppose I should let her tell you all this. Have you spoken to her much?'

'No.' Harry admitted, 'Ron said she seems dodgy.'

'Every new person will seem dodgy, Harry. You just have to get to know them.' Sirius paused and turned to his Godson, 'You know the two of you would have a lot in common.'

'Hmm really? Trying to set us up or something?'

'Well, I would kind of like that. It'd be cool. You know, the two of you used to be friends… Well, baby friends… You used to play together. Not that she could really play at that age… Sophie was friends with Lily, though a bit younger…You know, we always joked about the two of you getting married.'

'So, we knew each other? Does she know that?'

'Yea, her mother died when she was eight. She always told her about you. I mean, you were very famous, even though you didn't know it.' Both Harry and Sirius were now facing each other on the bed, though neither could have ever predicted such an unusual way to have a conversation, 'And the two of you do have a lot in common. It was actually scary the first time I saw her. She was just like you, it was like you have been friends for years and your attitudes just sort of rubbed off on each other. She has all those muggle contraptions too. Like your… What is it? Mobile phone, yea. She spent a lot of time in the muggle world too.'

'Why? She's a pureblood.'

'Maybe, its not all its cracked up to be Harry.' Sirius shrugged, 'Her father is pretty dodgy. Always hated him. She doesn't get on with him. It's just a way to get away from him. Have two different identities, one where she doesn't have to deal with him.'

Sirius took a long pause, he looked like he wanted to say something, 'Harry, can we talk about something?'

'What…?' Harry wasn't sure he liked the tone of Sirius' voice.

'Um… sex.'

Harry grimaced and turned back around. 'I'm not here to talk, I'm here to sleep.'

'We've been talking already… Okay, you can just stay like that. I don't have to see your face to tell if you're lying.'

Harry grinned to himself, he enjoyed talking to Sirius, but when it came to this he thought maybe he'd rather be back in the guys dorm.

'How old were you when you first did it?' Sirius asked, curious to know that answer. Ron had made him pretty unsure of how well he actually knew Harry.

'Thirteen. Just after I turned thirteen actually. During the holidays.'

'Ah, a muggle. Do you ever see her now?' Thinking it was the girl he had seen Harry with in the park just a few days ago.

'Nope, she's too old to hang around the park now. She must be twenty now, I don't know. She moved away from Surrey when she was like eighteen, to London or somewhere.'

'Woah. Twenty…'

'I said maybe. I'm not sure of her age.' Harry added quickly, suddenly worried for what his Godfather thought of him.

'Well done I must say.' Sirius grinned, nudging Harry in the back. Sirius tried not to act too shocked, though for any thirteen-year-old boy that must have been a real achievement.

'So…' Harry stated.

'So what?'

'What about you?' Harry glanced over his shoulder and grinned at Sirius.

'None of your business.'

'Spoil sport.'

'Fine, sixteen. And don't laugh just because you were extremely, extremely early.'

Harry pretended to laugh.

'What about that Chang girl?'

'What about her?'

'Ron said you were going out last year. What happened there?'

Harry explained all about the DA and how Cho begged her friend Marietta to join so she wouldn't have to go alone. And how it was because of Marietta that Umbridge found out about the secret society, and when Harry confronted Cho, she had nothing but excuses already made for Marietta.

'She was loyal to her friend rather than you… You get girls like that. Sure, she was what? Fifteen? She'll get over it.'

'Sixteen actually.'

'What the hell is with you and older people?' Sirius laughed at Harry who clearly just became uncomfortable with the conversation again. 'So, what's going on downstairs that you can't stick being down there?'

'They're talking about her.' Harry said shortly.

'Harry?'

'Oh God no, I thought that'd be the last of the annoying questions.' With that he turned back on his side again.

'Harry, I only wanted to ask you. If you're…with these girls. Just, use a condom okay?'

Harry didn't reply. He was definitely not going to reply to that question.

'That day I went to pick you up, I saw you in the park.'

And again Harry turned around sharply.

'What? You were just hiding behind a bush or something watching me?'

'Well, we didn't want to disturb you. Who was that girl?'

'Just another Cho.' Harry said flatly. 'Every year it's usually the same. We go out for a few days, then I leave and she stays there… Everyday, until I come back. And she dumps whatever boyfriend she had last during the year, so we can go out again for a while.'

'You know, you're the exact same as your father.' Sirius grinned trying to get Harry to turn back around again, 'He was always like that. But you eventually get bored of it you know.'

'Yup, because when it comes down to it, they all look the exact same naked.' Sirius chuckled at what Harry said.

'Its true yea, and when you can actually have a conversation with a girl for more than half an hour, then sex just becomes a delightful bonus.'

'Now please stop talking about my Dad and sex at the same time. Its quite disgusting.' Harry paused, badly wanting to stop joking around, 'Sirius, I'm sorry for what happened at the Ministry.'

'Its okay Harry, its nice to think you would have wanted to save me if I was there-'

'Yea, but you weren't there. And I could have ending up killing you, along with all the rest of the Order… I'm really sorry.' Harry was pouting in an attempt to make this embarrassing situation funny, and Sirius was again reminded of James.

'Come here.' Sirius wanted to console Harry, for everything. For his parents, for the Dursleys, for all his ex-girlfriends and of course, for now knowing the prophecy. They hugged for a long time, just thinking about what they had lost. Because Sirius had lost everything that Harry did…