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Chapter 10: Of Dark lords and Death eaters

Harry's POV

It was strange what a kiss could do. It was just the connection of one's lips with another's, just the touching of skin, tactile stimulation at its finest. Stimulation…that was it, wasn't it? The mere action had everything beating faster, working faster, processing faster. From the inside. From the bubble that formed around you. But the outside. Everything disappeared. There was no Dark Lord. No death eaters. No Dursleys. Nothing. Just skin. Skin and flesh.

Ky had left the bubble when Ron had interrupted, taking all sensation with her.

It was amazing that five minutes ago all I could think to do was mope that Ron had made prefect but now…all I saw was grey. Beautiful, large, trusting, bold grey that was like a black hole that consumed me whole. And I didn't care. I wanted to just float around in her universe.

I stopped on the landing, hand frozen against the slightly ajar door by the sound of my own name falling off the very same lips that had me breaking into prose.

"Harry gets that we can't date. If we date the world will implode. I mean can you imagine us…together? The amount of trouble we respectively get into combined to form the epitome of catastrophe. I mean the fact that he never brought it up means that he gets it…. we don't like each other like that. What I do like is how nice it feels when he kisses me, makes me forget all the crap going around like worrying about Linus and where's Len and if Sev is OK and Nonno….and everyone."

We don't like each other like that?

We don't?

No…she doesn't. She isn't the one standing outside the door feeling as if their heart leapt out of their chest and was melting into an amorphous goop.

Oh fuck.

I was so stupid.

It was purely physical for her, no emotions. And why would there be? The boy she preferred had died a matter of weeks ago and what was I trying to do? What the fuck was I going to do? Tell her I like her. How stupid does that sound! Cedric died weeks ago, and it was all my fault, and I was kissing his…Ky.

His Ky…

I felt the anger boil in my veins at that, his Ky! It will always be his Ky, wouldn't it! All this time in my heart I felt like she was my Ky, but she isn't. Fuck, it was my fault he was dead, and this is how I honour his memory. Trying to ask the girl that he liked out?

And what would happen if I did ask Ky out? What kind of fucked up boyfriend would I even make! I couldn't sleep with the nightmares that haunted me; there was a dark lord after me, not to mention the trouble that surrounded me annually. I had practically snapped Hermione and Ron's heads off more times than I can count these past few weeks - can I really be the kind of boyfriend that Ky deserves?

Of course not…it's why she doesn't want that. She doesn't want me…

I turned and dashed down the stairs, evading the train smash that was about to ensue while I was running on a kissing high.

I entered the bedroom, catching sight of the shock of red hair. Fuck! I Shut the door before Ron turned around, needing to be alone.

I stormed across the landing and entered the bathroom. I pushed the door behind me but there was no comforting slam that followed.

I turned around and froze - confronted with just who I was running from.

Ky stood there, her chest rising and falling so rapidly, seemingly suffocated by the shirt that she long since outgrew. Her face was flushed, and she was biting her bottom lip.

"Ky I can't-"

Click. The door closed.

I stopped speaking.

Our eyes clicked into place.

Her all-consuming eyes that wasn't demanding like the last time. It was pleading. It was begging entrance. She needed me to be her universe to get lost in. She needed to run away into our bubble.

And just like the last time everything disappeared.

No Death Eaters. No Dark Lord. No Diggory.

She launched herself at me and I grabbed her just as desperately back. I fell back on something that when I leave the bubble, I would realise was the toilet seat. But for now, it was a throne. And on my lap was a queen.

Her lips were on mine and my hands were everywhere. I wanted to feel all of her. The more I felt the more of myself disappeared. I felt her round ass as she wrapped her strong, slender legs around my waist and all thoughts of Diggory went out the window. I moved my lips against hers roughly and just like that there were no death eaters.

She pulled away and I let out a growl that quickly became a moan when I saw that the constraining shirt was removed. I looked into her eyes, as she reached behind her back, a storm waged in those grey depths. It spoke of hurt and guilt and pain, but it was the trust that I saw in them that had me reach up and hesitantly touch soft skin that were quickly coaxed to attention at my touch. When I left the bubble, I would wonder how on Earth my hand was so steady, but the soft moan she let out and the way her neck tasted gave me confidence enough. I felt her hands slide up my back and her core move against my own.

But with a click the bubble burst….

"Fuck." I heard the swear from the familiar voice and Ky quickly made to turn around.

"No don't turn around." I grabbed her and pulled her against my chest; making sure only her naked back was exposed. "Not you! You turn around!"

I shouted at Sirius as he turned to the door, turned to us again and turned back to the door.

"Make up your bloody mind!"

I grabbed her shirt, as she sorted out her bra. My hands trembled as I tried to help her get it back on.

She let out a sigh of relief and a smile when she was fully dressed again. I looked at her, she just continued smiling. I looked down at the point where her legs wrapped around my waist and with an ohhh of understanding she quickly jumped off.

"You can look now." I stood, looked down at my trousers and my face flushed redder if possible, and quickly sat back down uncomfortably as Sirius turned around.

His face shone scarlet, and he was staring pointedly at me as if Ky wasn't even in the room.

"Don't you knock?" Godric trust Ky to say that, now of all times. He still didn't look at her and directed the answer to me instead.

"I did! For quite some bloody time too."

"Oh. Then why did you come in if you saw it was occupied?"

And there she goes. Sirius' face went a shade redder if possible, "There was no response. And aside from the fact that this is my house, and you are two underage teenagers, if I didn't come in and shut the door as quickly as I could your brother Lenzo who happened to be out in the corridor at that very moment would have seen…"

"Oh…thanks then!" Ky walked towards the door. Sirius finally conceded to her existence by grabbing her arm and immediately letting go of it.

"Don't leave now, not after I just entered. Is this the first time you were doing…this is the first time you're doing this!" He looked much more relieved at that thought and looked back at me. "OK. I'll check if the coast is clear and then you walk out quickly." He poked his head out and then nodded to Ky who flounced out.

I got up to follow but the door closed in my face. "Not so fast. You wait right here." Sirius then looked down and averted his eyes, "Go sit back down."

I did as he asked, sure that my situation would calm down rapidly without Ky in the room. So much for Sirius being like a cool big brotherly sort. He sighed and looked in the mirror muttering to himself. Was he giving himself a pep talk?

"You can do this. You've been there a billion times before. It has been a while, a long while, but you remember. Do you remember? I do remember! I remember what it's like not to hear-"

"Sirius?" I might have completely lost him there. He quickly turned to me, taking a deep breath and sat down on the edge of the bathtub.

"The feelings…you…feelings. Well, it isn't really feelings, is it? It's more of a reaction an erection isn't it…"

"Oh Godric, no." I looked up at the ceiling; we were not going to have The Talk, were we? NO.

"No no, it's fine Harry. It's normal to have these erections. I mean feelings, these feelings. As an erection. I mean as a teenager. Fuck…"He growled at the end.

I quickly stood, this awkward situation calming down the Situation down below instantly. "I know about…about that stuff. I…"I didn't know what to say. I stared at the white fluffy towel near the sink. "I'm sorry."

"What! No! Don't be sorry!" I whipped back around, confused.

"I shouldn't be sorry for what just happened?" Did he not just see me with my hands on Albus Dumbledore's granddaughter's chest.

"No, no you should."

I looked at his grey eyes and just felt more confused. He noticed my confusion and buried his face in his hand. He looked up again, "Look, what you two were up to wasn't right. You should be sorry. But it's not wrong. You shouldn't feel ashamed."

Well, that made total sense.

Sirius let out a growl. "Ok I get that you're not getting what I'm trying to get at so I'm going to get Moony-"

"No! Sirius, look I get what you're saying." I didn't need more people to find out. Lenzo was back from his mission or whatever and if he found out about this, let's just say Voldemort would be sending him a thank you note.

"You do?" Sirius looked up at me relieved.

"Yeah. I think. You mean it's not right in the aspect that there are adults in this house and it's disrespectful but at the same time it's not wrong because it's natural to be having these erections as an erection." I bit my lip hard, he had me saying it too now. "I meant feelings as a teenager."

"I know. That's really good Harry. I am proud that you understand what that means."

It sounded like he was quoting a parenting book. I nodded fervently and headed for the door.

"Wait."

Oh, fuck what more. I turned around and he was squinting his eyes making awkward faces. He didn't want this any more than I did. "About contraception-"

I waved my hands up vigorously, "Hold on Sirius! We don't have to-"

"I know a spell or two that I can teach you. Fine, I know all twelve of them. I know they're only taught to you lot in seventh year. I mean by then it's too little too late, right? Times are changing but Hogwarts would never, right?" He scratched the back of his ear awkwardly. I needed to put him out of his misery.

"Look Sirius, we're not going to have…sex. Any time soon. Ky and I are not even dating. I know. Don't ask. So please. It's ok." He didn't look convinced, "And if by some chance Ky and I do…it, I think she knows the spells." He raised his eyebrows, and I raised my hands to placate him. "Iknowshe knows the spells. I'm not ready for that and neither is she…so can I go?"

He smiled at me, face back to its normal shading, and clapped me on the shoulder, "Ahhhh Harry. I wasn't bad, was I?"

"The whole 'talk' thing? Oh no you were brilliant." I wanted to run for the door. I would tell him anything right now.

"You know it was part of my audition."

I stopped and turned back to him, "What?"

He laughed, "To be your godfather."

"My parents made you audition to be my godfather?"

"What? No, no, no, the audition was my idea. I wanted to prove to them that I was the best man for the job."

I smiled and shook my head, eating up every word he spoke. "Yeah, that was the only test I ever studied for. Read more pregnancy books than Lily for prep." He smiled, pulling up the memory, "I remember James kept stealing her books for me. Of course, I lost them. Your dad got in so much trouble for that." It was amazing how much age the smile took off his face; he looked back at me, his eyes shining. "It should be him walking in on you and Ky topless… I mean…you know what I mean."

I nodded and cleared my throat. He did the same and clapped me on the shoulder and put an unnaturally serious look on his face,

"He'd be proud of you. Not for kissing Ky and what not, but for all the other things. Actually, he'd probably be proud about the whole Ky thing too. Actually, about the whole kissing Ky thing. Maybe you two should slow things down if you're not dating. Godric I'm such a hypocrite." He looked down and shook his head in frustration.

I clapped him on the back this time, "You did good Sirius. Thanks a lot for the talk." He nodded and smiled and walked out the bathroom.

I stopped for a second and looked in the mirror. My hair was untidier than usual, and the top buttons of my shirt were undone, even though my face still felt like you could cook an egg on it, it at least stopped looking like it.

My smile was completely different though…it only popped up every so often and every single time it was because of that one person.

It was carefree.

And just like that I felt a tingling pain in my scar which served as a reminder that I wasn't.

I wasn't allowed to be carefree.

My smile dropped and I walked out, thoughts of queens and thrones forgotten for Dark Lords and Death Eaters.

A/N: I enjoyed writing that too much! They were bound to get caught at some point and it would be much better to have Sirius catch them rather than Linus. Or Len. Or Snape!

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Kalina