I Am . . . James
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
4,893
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Finality
Since so many people requested a second part, I\'m putting one up. I don\'t know if you\'ll like it, but it\'s an end.
Disclaimer: Don\'t own the characters.
Chapter Two: Finality
Remus knew before Sirius did. Harry was making coffee the next morning and cursing under his breath when the other man walked into the kitchen. \"Sirius wanted a bedtime drink last night then, did he?\" Remus asked as Harry winced. \"Need a hangover remedy, Harry?\" he asked gently.
\"Remus? Can I ask you a question?\" Harry whispered, blowing on his steaming coffee.
\"Of course.\" Remus said, leaning against the counter. \"What is it?\"
\"Did Sirius and my dad . . . did they ever . . .\" A blush lit up Harry\'s cheeks and he paused for a moment. \"Have sex?\"
Remus\' eyes went wide. \"Harry, Sirius is . . . what happened?\"
Harry\'s blush deepened even more, but he pressed on. \"I just . . . need to know if they did or maybe if the dementors . . . I read somewhere that they can put false memories in your head.\"
Remus took a deep breath and slowly nodded. \"It\'s true. Or it was, rather, for a year or so. Before your mother.\" he added.
\"I-If you were really drunk,\" Harry began tentatively, \"might you think I\'m my father?\"
Remus dropped the coffee mug he had started to pick up. \"What happened last night, Harry? Did Sirius . . . did he come onto you?\"
Harry smiled scornfully. \"I think we made it past the flirting stage, Remus.\"
\"Did you--\"
\"We fucked.\" Harry cut in. \"Because he thought he was my father and I-I let him. I wanted to. I had a crush on him, which is pathetic, but I wanted to. He forced me into nothing.\"
\"Do you plan to tell him?\" Remus asked gently.
\"Of course not.\" Harry said cuttingly. \"He wants my father. He was drunk enough, maybe even high enough, to think I was my dad. He was happier last night than I\'ve ever seen him. I\'m not going to tell him it was me. That\'s worse than it being a dream and him waking up to find out there\'s nothing there. I love him enough to let him think it was real, or just a good dream. I\'ll give him that much, Remus.\"
Remus nodded slowly. \"It\'s your decision, Harry.\"
The boy nodded slowly and held back tears. I know it is. But if I love him . . .
Sirius entered the kitchen at that moment, shirtless and yawning. \"Gods, remind me to drink like that every night. That\'s the best night\'s sleep I\'ve had in years.\" Sirius ruffled his godson\'s hair, completely unaware of the going on\'s that I had occured the night before. \"Morning, Harry.\"
\"Morning, Sirius.\" Harry said softly.
Harry didn\'t tell Sirius. Sirius never guessed. He thought it was a dream, but a dream more amazing than any other. And two weeks later when he decided to get pissed again, Harry played his role just as well.
And Sirius continued to love James, while Harry continued to love Sirius.
And there was no happy ending.
~~~FIN~~~
Disclaimer: Don\'t own the characters.
Chapter Two: Finality
Remus knew before Sirius did. Harry was making coffee the next morning and cursing under his breath when the other man walked into the kitchen. \"Sirius wanted a bedtime drink last night then, did he?\" Remus asked as Harry winced. \"Need a hangover remedy, Harry?\" he asked gently.
\"Remus? Can I ask you a question?\" Harry whispered, blowing on his steaming coffee.
\"Of course.\" Remus said, leaning against the counter. \"What is it?\"
\"Did Sirius and my dad . . . did they ever . . .\" A blush lit up Harry\'s cheeks and he paused for a moment. \"Have sex?\"
Remus\' eyes went wide. \"Harry, Sirius is . . . what happened?\"
Harry\'s blush deepened even more, but he pressed on. \"I just . . . need to know if they did or maybe if the dementors . . . I read somewhere that they can put false memories in your head.\"
Remus took a deep breath and slowly nodded. \"It\'s true. Or it was, rather, for a year or so. Before your mother.\" he added.
\"I-If you were really drunk,\" Harry began tentatively, \"might you think I\'m my father?\"
Remus dropped the coffee mug he had started to pick up. \"What happened last night, Harry? Did Sirius . . . did he come onto you?\"
Harry smiled scornfully. \"I think we made it past the flirting stage, Remus.\"
\"Did you--\"
\"We fucked.\" Harry cut in. \"Because he thought he was my father and I-I let him. I wanted to. I had a crush on him, which is pathetic, but I wanted to. He forced me into nothing.\"
\"Do you plan to tell him?\" Remus asked gently.
\"Of course not.\" Harry said cuttingly. \"He wants my father. He was drunk enough, maybe even high enough, to think I was my dad. He was happier last night than I\'ve ever seen him. I\'m not going to tell him it was me. That\'s worse than it being a dream and him waking up to find out there\'s nothing there. I love him enough to let him think it was real, or just a good dream. I\'ll give him that much, Remus.\"
Remus nodded slowly. \"It\'s your decision, Harry.\"
The boy nodded slowly and held back tears. I know it is. But if I love him . . .
Sirius entered the kitchen at that moment, shirtless and yawning. \"Gods, remind me to drink like that every night. That\'s the best night\'s sleep I\'ve had in years.\" Sirius ruffled his godson\'s hair, completely unaware of the going on\'s that I had occured the night before. \"Morning, Harry.\"
\"Morning, Sirius.\" Harry said softly.
Harry didn\'t tell Sirius. Sirius never guessed. He thought it was a dream, but a dream more amazing than any other. And two weeks later when he decided to get pissed again, Harry played his role just as well.
And Sirius continued to love James, while Harry continued to love Sirius.
And there was no happy ending.
~~~FIN~~~