Title: Dinner.
Summary: Harry says something that makes Sherlock think.
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"Sherlock, Sherlock!" Harry snapped his fingers in front of Sherlock's face.
"What do you want Harry, can't you see I am busy?"
"Busy reading John's blog! As I was saying – or was about to say, we are invited to have dinner with Mummy, Ironic how your brother would be the one to invite me to have dinner with the family," Harry said, voice dripping with sarcasm.
Sherlock froze for a second, for quite some time he had been successfully evaded bringing Harry home to have dinner with Mummy, when he thinks about it he admits it is because he instinctively fears Mummy's reaction.
Well, not fear, Sherlock doesn't do fear. Rather he holds her opinion in such a high regard that he doesn't want to hurt her by disregarding it, should she disapprove of Harry.
"When does Mycroft want us?" Sherlock decides to borrow some of his Harry Gryffindor courage and see where this takes him.
Mentally Sherlock hopes that Mummy would like Harry and approve his choice.