Of Strong And Of Weak
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Of Strong And Of Weak
Prologue.
The table in the kitchen is very warn. It has seen more order meetings than I've had hot dinners. Laying myself down into it's scarred serfice, 12 Grimald Place seems smaller now it hasn't got a use. It was once filled with people, filled with passion and love and family. Family... Sirius was my family. I mean, ofcourse Harry is my family but Sirius - he was my life.
"Profes... Remus?" Harry says leaning against door way. "Are you coming upstairs? I mean - I don't..."
"It's ok Harry, I will be up soon." I lie, my eyes never leaving the cieling.
He doesn't deserve this, he's just a boy. He defeated the most evil creature the wizarding world has seen. He's the greatest wizard since Merlin. He should be planning his future, making a life with his friends - with his boyfriend. Ah Draco, spinless brat. We had always thought that Harry and the ferret boy would just ignore that they were totally in love with eachother. But no, Draco had fallen to his knees infront of our Golden Boy professing his love and his surrender to join the side of the light.
I'm on the stairs. Almost climbing, like Moony. I almost fall into Harry's room placing myself into his bed and wrapping paternal arms around him.
"R-r-remus?" I can hear Harry's tears in his voice, he hasn't cried all day.
"Yes Harry..." I force out, fighting back my own water works.
"C-could I? Oh um... Would I be able to..." He's not crying anymore but I can here a wince of tension in his voice. "Can I call you... D-dad?" I wasn't expecting that. I was expecting goodnight, maybe a flow of more tears but not that. I repeat the word in my head - Dad. It made a small hole in my stomach close, I giant space with in me drop in capacity. I wanted him to call me it, James would make fun of me. He would say shove off and just let it go. I know he would but the guilt's still there. I shouldn't be parenting his child, even though I know he wouldn't care - aslong as Harry was safe.
"Yes Harry, do." I smile despite my emotions. Maybe we can move on from this. We can mourn our friends, our lovers and be happy. Sirius is dead, he's dead but he's not gone. I can do this without him, I can look after Harry - I can look after this house. I can take up the job at the school and have a life. Maybe even, love. Sirius would kill me if I didn't find someone, he knows I can;t be alone. I know I can't bve alone. I think, even Harry knows I can't be alone. Maybe calling me Dad, is more for me than it is for him.
But I can do this. I can be strong.
The table in the kitchen is very warn. It has seen more order meetings than I've had hot dinners. Laying myself down into it's scarred serfice, 12 Grimald Place seems smaller now it hasn't got a use. It was once filled with people, filled with passion and love and family. Family... Sirius was my family. I mean, ofcourse Harry is my family but Sirius - he was my life.
"Profes... Remus?" Harry says leaning against door way. "Are you coming upstairs? I mean - I don't..."
"It's ok Harry, I will be up soon." I lie, my eyes never leaving the cieling.
He doesn't deserve this, he's just a boy. He defeated the most evil creature the wizarding world has seen. He's the greatest wizard since Merlin. He should be planning his future, making a life with his friends - with his boyfriend. Ah Draco, spinless brat. We had always thought that Harry and the ferret boy would just ignore that they were totally in love with eachother. But no, Draco had fallen to his knees infront of our Golden Boy professing his love and his surrender to join the side of the light.
I'm on the stairs. Almost climbing, like Moony. I almost fall into Harry's room placing myself into his bed and wrapping paternal arms around him.
"R-r-remus?" I can hear Harry's tears in his voice, he hasn't cried all day.
"Yes Harry..." I force out, fighting back my own water works.
"C-could I? Oh um... Would I be able to..." He's not crying anymore but I can here a wince of tension in his voice. "Can I call you... D-dad?" I wasn't expecting that. I was expecting goodnight, maybe a flow of more tears but not that. I repeat the word in my head - Dad. It made a small hole in my stomach close, I giant space with in me drop in capacity. I wanted him to call me it, James would make fun of me. He would say shove off and just let it go. I know he would but the guilt's still there. I shouldn't be parenting his child, even though I know he wouldn't care - aslong as Harry was safe.
"Yes Harry, do." I smile despite my emotions. Maybe we can move on from this. We can mourn our friends, our lovers and be happy. Sirius is dead, he's dead but he's not gone. I can do this without him, I can look after Harry - I can look after this house. I can take up the job at the school and have a life. Maybe even, love. Sirius would kill me if I didn't find someone, he knows I can;t be alone. I know I can't bve alone. I think, even Harry knows I can't be alone. Maybe calling me Dad, is more for me than it is for him.
But I can do this. I can be strong.