Ferinus Consanguinitas

Very short Chapter

Not beta'd


Three days later found Harry sitting in his and Ron's common room reading a book on different substances that could break down metal to destroy Slytherin's locket. Hermione and Ron sat on the couch beside his overstuffed chair reading through books of their own, though in Ron's case (Harry suspected) was sleeping with his eyes open. Harry did what he could to wake Ron up without letting his rather aggressive other half know, (throwing torn up pieces of paper at his open mouth). But alas, he could only laugh at his best mate (who had now begun to snore) as he caught the attention of Hermione who promptly whacked him over the head without even looking up from her own book. Startled awake he spit out the half masticated pieces of paper and began to read once again, leaving Harry to wonder how long it would take for his eyes to glaze over.

Turning back to his own reading, he tried, but couldn't seem to concentrate on the words in the book. So he went back to his favorite past time over the last few days, thinking. Surprising yes, or at least most of the Slytherins would say so, but Harry had been through alot of soul searching lately, (though it had been hard to do so with everyone that was currently packed into Malfoy Manor for the upcoming Weasly-Delacour wedding, which had been postponed because of his "death") and had yet to reach a conclusion when it came to his feelings towards Draco. He had not seen the blond since being thrown out of his room and it seemed as if he was being avoided by all members of the Malfoy family. Lyra had also mysteriously disappeared, though in her case she was completely absent from the manor, supposedly visiting her home in the United States to take care of bills and such there. The two shadow demons as well had left the manor without so much as a goodbye only a few days after their arrival.

When not thinking or trying to find a way to demolish Voldemort once and for all, (cue triumphant soundtrack) Harry and Sirius had been spending as much time as possible together. Very often Harry was woken in the middle of the night by a large black dog jumping on his bed. Sirius had yet to readjust to a normal sleeping schedule from being in a realm where there was no night. Though Harry didn't usually mind the sleep deprivation, his time with his godfather was much more precious to him.

So with his main sources of potion information out of his reach and Order business coming to almost a stand still without a spy within Voldemort's ranks, Harry, with the help of Hermione and Ron (when he could get away from his mother), had thrown himself fully in to destroying the part of the Dark Lord he currently residing in the locket. They had finally called it a night at around midnight, planning on sending for some hydrochloric and nitric acids in the morning to see if the combination would destroy the locket. Finally back in his room, Harry stripped down to his boxers and slipped between the magically warmed covers. It was 12:17 when Sirius barged through the door.

"We are leaving Harry, pack your stuff." Sirius looked frantic as he threw open Harry's trunk and began levitating clothes and books into it.

"Why? Are we under attack?" Harry jumped out of his bed and threw on the pants he had only shed seventeen minutes ago before frantically categorizing the best way to defend himself if deatheaters were to barge through his door.

"No, We just need to get out of here, to Grimmauld Place." Harry's adrenalin induced burst of energy left him quickly, and he sat back on the bed as Sirius finished jamming the last of Harry's things into his trunk. Rubbing his eyes, he yawned as he spoke.

"But we need to collect the blood to do the warding first." Sirius was already levitating his trunk out of the open door.

"I already got what we need, so lets go." Harry cast a quick 'finite incantum' on his trunk, causing it to fall the six inches to the ground with a loud thump, Sirius jumped at the loud sound behind him. He looked very lost as he stared at the trunk and back to his wand like it had somehow betrayed him before walking back to the bed and sitting down by Harry, finger's pulling roughly at his own hair.

"Calm down Sirius, what is wrong?" Sirius fingers slowly unwound themselves from the dark locks before falling bonelessly to his lap, tears soon followed, dripping soundlessly onto his palms.

"I should be happy for them, but I can't, its like everyone just forgot." He sounded so broken, nothing like the man Harry knew. He cautiously took his godfather's hand in his own.

"Sirius?" He seemed startled at the voice, almost like he forgot Harry was even there. And when Sirius looked at him with those haunting blue eyes, Harry almost broke at the sorrow he saw.

"Tonks is pregnant, almost a month along." Harry couldn't help the smile that broke over his face.

"Remus is going to be a father?" Sirius turned away and lay back onto the bed with his knees still bent over the edge.

"Yeah.... I want be happy for him, I'm trying, but it hurts Harry, it hurts so bad to see him with someone else." Harry lost most of his smile, but still couldn't help but be happy for his ex-professor.

"How long were you two together?" Sirius took a deep breath and shifted a bit on the bed before he answered.

"We dated for awhile in our sixth year, but after" takes a deep breath, "After the incident with Snape almost getting ripped apart by Moony we broke up, well better to say I got dumped." Harry couldn't help but think that Sirius deserved to get dumped for that stunt, who knows what would have happened if his father hadn't saved Snape's life that night. (1)

"That was along time ago Sirius." Sirius put his arms behind his head and stared off in to a memory only he could see.

"After we graduated we tried again for awhile, but the auror training kept me away from him and the war was going full swing, we had so little time to be together. Then I thought it was Remus that had betrayed us, that he was working for Voldemort, and it drove the wedge even more. Then it all ended, Pettigrew and your parents dying, then Azakaban. But it was ok between us, after I escaped, he forgave me....... he forgave me for letting them die."

"It wasn't your fault Sirius." He sat up with rage in his eyes, yelling right in Harry's face.

"It was!!! I trusted that rat!! Its my fault they died!!! My fault you grew up with the Dursley's!!!" A loud SLAP resounded through the room.

"You....You hit me!?!" Harry looked suprised at his own actions, but could only shrug as he spoke.

"Well...It looked like you needed it." Sirius looked dumbfounded for a moment before he threw his head back with a loud laugh. Harry could see a little of the old Sirius he knew in that moment and couldn't help but join him in laughter. After a few moments Sirius put his arm around Harry's shoulders and spoke again.

"Maybe Harry. Maybe what i need is a good slap in the face. I need to be happy for him, happy that he gets the family he always wanted, the family I could never give him."

(1) blatant self advertising, I have another story going called "A World Without" where Snape was killed my Moony that night if you want to check that out, its also a WIP.


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