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I hope you enjoy this story that I got from katie13 (yes another one) that she said that she had never put up on this site.

Chapter 32

"I don't care," Harry said with a small shrug and sat down on a chair at the kitchen table.

Sirius sighed slightly. He could still not forget their earlier conversation: "Kiddo come here," he commanded gently.

Harry slid down to the floor obediently and walked over to his godfather with a questioning look on his face.

Sirius smiled and drew Harry into his arms, hugging him gently. Harry smiled and burrowed his face in his godfather's robes.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Sirius released Harry reluctantly.

"You stay here and color, alright?" Sirius said with a small smile and gave Harry some coloring books and crayons.

"Why?" Harry wanted to know.

"Because I am going to go cook dinner," Sirius smiled, and ruffled Harry's already messy hair.

Harry jumped up immediately: "I will help!" he offered, knowing that the Dursleys had always been angry when he wasn't helping with the chores and not wanting to anger his godfather.

"Not this time," Sirius said kindly, not sure about Harry's motives. Did the child like to cook?

"Why not?" Harry asked, afraid that he had somehow upset his godfather.

"Because you will be coloring in here," Sirius grinned.

Harry was feeling very confused, but decided to drop the matter. Sirius did not seem to be angry: "Alright."

Harry sat down at the kitchen table and started his coloring, while Sirius cooked dinner. It took half an hour, and then Sirius set the table in the living room and went to get Harry.

"Kiddo!" Sirius called.

Harry jumped slightly. He had been so engrossed in his picture that he hadn't noticed Sirius coming back in.

"Yes, Daddy?"

Sirius smiled at his godson and picked him up: "It's Mealtime," he said matter-of-factly.

"Ok, Dad." Harry allowed himself to be carried back to the living room.

~*~

After dinner, they both had some ice cream (chocolate chip, it was Harry's favorite), then Sirius went to clean up the dishes while Harry watched TV.

When Sirius reentered the living room, he found that Harry had turned off the TV and was looking out of the window, seemingly deep in thought.

Sirius stepped closer and sat next to Harry.

"Dad?" Harry broke the silence after a few minutes.

"Yes, Harry?" Sirius was very curious to find out what was bothering his godson.

Harry fidgeted for a while, and then blurted out the question he had wanted to ask Sirius for ages,

"Why do you love me?"

Sirius was taken aback. Then he sighed, realizing that Harry was so insecure because of the Dursleys. He pulled Harry into his lap and hugged him to his chest.

"Harry….. There are many reasons why I love you. For one, you are my only godson, and I loved you from the moment you were born. You are the son I never had. Other than that, you are a wonderful child, you are kind, and friendly, and helpful, and cute, and brave, and-"

Harry blushed and burrowed his face in Sirius' chest.

"Love you too, Daddy." he mumbled.

Sirius smiled and tightened his embrace. They stayed like that for a long while.

"Kiddo," Sirius said softly, when he noticed that Harry was beginning to nod off.

Harry raised his head sleepily: "Yes, Daddy?" he whispered tiredly.

Sirius smiled and kissed Harry's forehead: "It's time to get ready for bed now."

"Ok, then….." Harry mumbled sleepily and closed his eyes again.

Sirius smiled softly and carried the limp child upstairs: "Sorry, Harry, but you still need a bath."

He let water flow into the tub and undressed his still very sleepy godson. However, Harry woke up almost immediately when he came in contact with the warm water.

He picked up his bath toys and started to play with them. After almost half an hour, Sirius got bored of watching Harry and turned to look out of the window.

SPLASH

A wave of water hit Sirius from behind. He whirled around and spotted his godson sitting in the tub with an innocent smile on his face.

"Kiddo-" Sirius said slowly.

"Yes daddy?" Harry was smiling cheekily.

Sirius mock-glared at his godson and crossed his arms: "Are you trying to get me wet?"

Harry grinned broadly and drenched Sirius again: "Yes!" He hit his hand on the water, causing it to splash all over his godfather and the room.

Sirius had to grin. "You just wait." With that, he left the room, only to return a minute later with a water pistol his grandparents had bought for Harry. He filled it with water from the bath, ignoring his godson, who was squealing in anticipation.

Then, he stood back and began to thoroughly drench Harry (not that the boy hadn't been wet before). Harry gasped and sputtered and laughed more than he had ever before.

When Sirius finally relented, Harry had a huge smile on his face, and was feeling tired again.

Sirius noticed that and wrapped his godson in a fluffy, white towel.

"Come on, you," he told him affectionately, "its bedtime now."

And with that he carried his content and very tired godson to the bedroom.

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