Wish Upon a Falling Star

Title: Wish upon a Falling Star
Author: Bluvly12 (Myranda)
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this story, no matter how I wish I did. ~sighs~ oh well…
Pairings: Sirius/Harry and Remus/Harry and Harry/Sirius/Remus?
Rating: M, for sexual content and adult themes
Warnings: AU, Slash, total fluffiness

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Summary: Sirius has unwanted feelings for a certain someone, but doesn't know what to do, so he does the first thing that comes to his mind, kiss him? Remus gets suspicious and starts asking Sirius what's going on, when he doesn't answer Sirius looses his trust. Harry has to deal with some teenager problems and can't tell his godfather's for fear of rejection.

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Chapter 1: Teenagers

They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do

Harry sat alone in his room staring out his window. It was Christmas at Grimmauld but he refused to be jolly. He refused to come out of his room. Nothing Remus or Sirius did could help Harry and his pain. They thought that it had been because that a year earlier, on this same day, he had lost his two first and only best friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, to the Dark Lord during the final battle.

But that wasn’t why Harry was depressed. He was because of his lingering feelings for someone he shouldn’t have them for. Harry had certain feelings for his godfather, who was twice his age, but looked only 10 years older.

Harry was a very attracted 17 year old. His hair grew out to end at his shoulders and he styled it to stay straight to get an emo hair-do look. His emerald eyes were no longer hidden behind huge glasses, but were more beautiful. He got quite depressed after Ron and Hermione died, so he decided he should look like he felt. He bought his own eye-liner and mascara and covered his eyes in make-up that looked especially hot. He wore black and nothing else. And on his lower back there was a tattoo of an emerald tear drop that fell from a lone dragon.

It was nothing spectacular, but Harry decided to get it done the Muggle way to feel a little more pain. He also pierced his bottom lip. That caused a field day with his godfather.

There was a knock on his door that interrupted him from his thoughts. Harry turned and glared at the door waiting for the intruder to enter.

“Harry…” Sirius entered the room carefully. Not wanting to set Harry off, which he seemed to be doing a lot these days.

“Yes?” Harry said with venom.

“Sorry to interrupt you while, um you were thinking but Remus and I were wondering if you would like to join us for dinner.” Sirius said with not a hint of intimidation in his voice.

“No thanks, but if I didn’t want to join you at all this week what makes you think I would tonight? Because it’s Christmas? Well you thought wrong, Sirius.” Sirius didn’t flinch once but was starting to get angry.

“You’re coming down whether you like it or not. Remus made a wonderful Christmas dinner and He and I would like you to eat with us.” Sirius paused, calming himself before he lashed out. “Please?” he said with the utmost tenderness.

Harry battled in his mind whether he should come down or not. His better half got the best of him and he ran to his Godfather engulfing him in a hug.

Sirius was taken aback at this affectionate action. He rubbed his godson’s back carefully as though he would break. He rested his chin on his head, breathing softly and whispering calming words. There was no time to how long they stood there, but all they knew was that Harry was broken and he needed help.

“Sirius, I miss them. I miss them so goddamn much.” Harry sobbed into the older man’s shoulder.

“I know Harry I know. Now if you remember I went through the exact same thing as you did. Things will get better, I know they will.”

“Hey Padfo-“ Remus was about to ask them where he had gone off to ten minutes ago, but when he saw the moment that him and Harry were having he immediately returned himself downstairs to finish preparing dinner.

“It will? Promise me it will.” Harry lifted his head to look his father substitute in the eye.

Sirius smiled before he replied, “I promise it will get better Harry. Now go wash your face. Your eyeliner is running.” Sirius chuckled as he took his thumb and wiped under the young man’s eye, showing the smudged eyeliner and dark eye-shadow and mascara that ran. Harry blushed and then ran into the bathroom across from his room.

Sirius shook his head and headed downstairs smiling and hugging his boyfriend as he did.

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Harry came down a few minutes later; his make-up fixed and entered the kitchen with a big smile on his face. Remus and Sirius were both shocked at the sign of emotion coming from their godson.

“Hello Harry!” Remus said cheerfully as he set the turkey on the table. Harry nodded back then looked from the food on the table to his godfather. His stomach gave off a loud grumble at the site of food. “Looks like someone is hungry. Sneaking food up at midnight not enough?” He said with a wink.

Harry scoffed playfully as he walked to the lycan and gave him a hug. Remus rubbed his hand up and down Harry’s shoulders before he let go. “Good to see you to, Moony.” Harry had taken up to calling them by there Marauder names when he moved in with them after the war.

They sat and ate and talked about everything from Harry returning to Hogwarts to him and his homework to Quidditch (well, Harry and Sirius talked about Quidditch while Remus listened and watched the two men he loved more than anything talk about one of their favorite hobbies.)

Harry was led into the living room and sat on the couch. Remus and Sirius each had a present in their hands. They handed them to Harry, who took them without question.

“Sorry, there’s not more, but we just didn’t exactly have the time to go out. With the order business trying to get the remaining death eaters and all.” Sirius said apologetically.

“It’s okay, I ‘m glad I got something, I’ve been such an ass for the past year.” Sirius chuckled along with Remus. Harry opened the gift he got from Sirius first. It was a necklace that had a doe and a stag on it, together.

“I had it specially made.” Harry’s mouth hung open. It was a pendent of his Father’s animagus form/patronus and his Mother’s patronus.

“It’s wonderful. Thank you!” Harry all but jumped on his Godfather in a thank you. Sirius smiled and took the necklaces form Harry and wrapped it around his neck

Harry touched it lightly, looking down at it with watery eyes. He shook his head to get rid of the on coming tears and took Remus gift. He un-wrapped it and saw that it was a photo-album.

“I know it’s now much-“ Remus was cut off by Harry’s soft voice.

“Shh. It’s perfect.” Harry ran his finger along the cover before he flipped it to take a look at the first picture.

It was one of all four Marauders. I had to be seventh year by the look of it. Harry’s father James was standing smugly with a golden snitch in his hand and an arm wrapped around Harry’s mother, who looked like she was annoyed but when she looked at James she got up on her tip toes and kissed his cheek, making him blush. Sirius had his arms wrapped around Remus’ neck and pressed a kissed to his cheek only to be pushed away, playfully, by Remus who was trying to read. They all were happy in that picture. They seemed care-free. Not knowing what the future held.

Harry didn’t question why Peter Pettigrew wasn’t there, he knew why. He betrayed his parents; he’s the reason why they died in the first place. He was also one of the many who were killed in battle.

“I’m glad you liked it Harry. I found it up in the chest in the attic.” Remus said after Harry had some time looking at the picture.

“Thanks.” Harry said again, before his mind clicked. “Oh! I have some presents for you two, also.” Harry said before he bounded up the steps to his room.

Remus and Sirius exchanged confused looks. They hadn’t thought that Harry would give them any presents, so they wouldn’t have minded if they didn’t receive any. Harry came down and into the room a few moments later holding a small box. They shared another confused box before Remus took the box from Harry.

Harry bit the inside of his cheek to keep from bursting into laughter. He put on his Emo look and was very serious. Remus untied the string and opened the box to reveal…

“Harry James Potter! What is the meaning of this?!” Sirius shouted taking the condom from the box and holding it up.

Harry was rolling on the floor, crying, in laughter. He barely could breath. The look on their faces was priceless. He took a couple of deep breaths before composing himself and sitting back on the couch.

When Remus and Sirius finally realized the humor in the joke, they laughed.

“Want to know what this reminds me of, Siri?” Remus said.

“When Prongs did the exact same thing seventh year for Christmas?” Remus nodded and Harry looked utterly confused.

“Your father did the exact same thing when we started dating.” Harry was astounded. He had no idea that he did the same thing as his father. He didn’t realize that he was so alike, yet so different from his dad.

“Oh well… I didn’t know that when I did it. I just kind of did. I thought it would be funny.” Harry said a little embarresed.

“Yes Harry it is very funny indeed.” Remus reassured him.

“Okay then. Let me go get your real presents.” Harry walked out of the room returning with two bigger boxes and gave them to the older men.

Sirius was excited that his present was this large. He quickly unwrapped it and his eyes widened. “Harry?! You didn’t you couldn’t! You shou-” Harry shook his head and cut him off.

“I did and I could. And I know I shouldn’t have but I did anyway.” Remus was a little confused. He leaned over the box and saw two things, one of which was the invisibility cloak that Harry had to duplicate for Hermione and Ron to use for the battle. It was exactly like his own, but with some minor differences. His would last forever and was practically nothing, in a good way. The one Harry had given Sirius was the on he made using his wand. This one would also last forever, but could be seen by good only. The other present in the box was the Marauder Map.

“Harry, I thought you said you lost it last year during the battle at Hogwarts?” Sirius said opening the map and muttering, “I solemnly swear I am up to no good.”

“I did, but the last day I found it in the Room of Requirements.” Harry said sweetly.

“The Room of Requirements?” Sirius echoed.

“Yes it’s a room that doesn’t appear on the map, obviously, and only shows if the user needs it badly.” Sirius nodded his head. “Now, Moony, open yours.”

Remus did as he was told. He opened it and his eyes lit up. There were books piled on books, piled on books. Harry must’ve used a couple of charms to make all the books fit and feel so light.

“Your welcome.” Harry said without needing to hear thanks.

Remus was still speechless as he laid the box on the floor and engulfed Harry in a bone-crushing hug with super-human strength, which Harry knew must’ve belonged to the wolf inside of him.

“Kay, well it’s off to bed with you young man.” Sirius said fatherly like when Harry tried to stifle a yawn.

“But-“

“No buts now go upstairs, take off you’re make-up and change into your pajamas.” Harry was about to protest again but decided no to, “Oh and brush your teeth.” Sirius added.

“Yes ‘Mother.” Harry said plainly.

“Mother?! I’m not the mother, that’s Remus.” Sirius said.

“Hey!” Remus said pushing his boyfriend so he swayed a little.

“Fine, good night.” He kissed Remus’ forehead. “Hey, Padfoot, can you come and tuck me in?” Harry said timidly.

Taken aback, Sirius nodded slowly. “Right, I’ll be up there in a few Harry.”

When Harry left the room Sirius and Remus talked a little before Sirius headed up to the third floor, where Harry slept. He walked up the stairs and saw the bathroom light on. He walked towards it and saw a sight that gave him a hard on almost immediately.

Harry was leaning over the counter looking into the mirror, wiping off his make-up and taking out his contacts. He didn’t have a shirt on and was only in his tight jeans that he wore downstairs. The no shirt problem, gave Sirius a clear view of all the scars the man, no a child, had along his long, Quidditch toned torso and muscular chest.

Sirius cursed himself for getting turned on at the sight of his Godson half-undressed. He thanked his luck for the fact it was dark along the hallway, and if Harry looked straight at hi slower regions would have not been able to see the bulge in his pants, thanks to his near sighted vision.

“Hey Harry, you almost done?” Sirius asked startling Harry and himself at the nervousness in his voice.

“Um…yea almost, just let me get out of these pants.” Harry said as he unbuttoned his jeans and slipped out of them, leaving himself clad in black boxers.

Harry put away his stuff, grabbed his wand and walked to his room, where Sirius followed.

Sirius took a deep breath before he took a step into his Godson’s room. It was as dark and sulky as it was a few hours before.

Harry laid in his bed and covered himself up. Sirius walked over and fixed the blanket so it was looser and Harry would be able to roll around in his sleep with out straining himself. He kissed Harry’s forehead goodnight, and went up to leave but found that he legs were glued to the floor.

He was looking into Harry’s innocent eyes. Sirius quickly shut his own, and kissed Harry’s lips. Harry gasped against the older man’s lips and pushed him away. Harry slapped his face and cowered against his bed.

“Oh my god, Harry I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean…I- Harry please believe me. It was an accident.”

Harry shook his head, and pointed to the door, with out saying a word Sirius got up, walked out of the room, and shut the door quietly behind him.

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A/N: So how did you all like it so far? I hope you did, because…I just hope you did
R&R PLEASE!!! I have no life so I will wait here waiting for you to review. So pleeeeaaassseeee!!!!
Song belongs to My Chemical Romance, Teenagers