Stuck With Me, Stuck With You
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Sirius
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
8,892
Reviews:
3
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Stuck With Me, Stuck With You
Stuck With Me, Stuck With You
Chapter 1, The Biginning
A/N- Hello all, thanks for reading. This is me first ever fan fiction. let me know your thoughts, if any spelling or grammar problems let me know (un- beta-ed). Be kind. Enjoy
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Harry lay in a hospital bed where he had stayed since the fall of he-who-should-not-be-allowed-to-live. Remus and Hermione stood vigil beside his bed, neither having left for more than a few minutes since he was brought in. Remus was curled in a chair, at the head of Harry's bed, with his head resting on his arms at an odd angle, he slept. As Hermione sat in a chair on the other side of Harry’s bed, watched as Remus slept, and Harry lay as if sleeping, she remembered the night of the final battle.
Snape being bitten by Nagini, his life slipping away before her very eyes.
Ron shoving his tongue down her throat, she didn’t complain it was comforting at the time, knowing he cared.
Harry lay in Hagrid’s arms, while she thought him dead.
Ginny, Luna and herself dueling Bellatrix.
Harry and the snake-faced-basted circling each other wands drawn, Harry so brave in the face of the man/thing that had tormented all his life so far. Harry’s brave and taunting words, then Voldemort struck, shouting “Avra kedavra”, the green light flying towards him. Time seemed to slowed down, as Harry’s “Expelliarmus” met the green flash in the center. as the Elder was ripped from Voldermort’s hand the green light collided with the other in a flash of gold light. The green light bouncing back to its caster, impaling him thought the chest, his eyes froze in shock as the life fled from his half human body. At the same time the magic created as the two spells impacted rippled towards Harry, it had an eerie yet beautiful quality to it, capturing the young man in its glow. As the life left the Dark Lords body the light flared the sank into Harry’s body and seemingly his sole too (thought that cold not be seen it was as if Hermione could feel it). Harry eyes then closed and he gracefully crumpled to the ground, the first rays of dawn fluttered over his face highlighting his features to look as if he were asleep.
The time after the battle was a blur, harry being laid on the hospital bed, Madam Pomfrey flittering around the word, so many wounded, harry pronounced “stable”!...
He looked so thin, so pale these days.
Dirt, dust and grimed smudged across his face the only signs anything had happened.
Later when the injured were treated poppy returned, her face paled and looked worried. Harry was deteriorating. There was nothing she could do, there was no know cause. His heart was slowing, breathing getting slighting weaker, she was concerned.
Remus and Hermione were beside themselves with worry, Ron thought he looked “fine” and took Madam Pomfrey’s fumbled reassurances to heart, he wished to leave, and take Hermione with him. When she refused he became irritated, “Hermione! You my girlfriend and therefore you should be there by my side, not sat here moping over a ... a ....GAY!” he stuttered.
Luckily the ward was empty but themselves Remus and Poppy. Harry had only come out to them wile they were living in the tent, when they felt the war closing in on them. Ron had not taken it well, Hermione love harry as a brother so it didn’t matter to her, and in a way she felt that she had always known.
Hermione shot up from here chair knocking it backwards “Ronald Bilius Weasley!” she hisses with such venom Ron he backed away a little and Remus could see why Harry and Ron feared her at times.
“To start I am NOT your girlfriend, nor do I have any wish to be! You are the one who stuck his tongue down my throat a few hours ago. Second of all HARRY is my friend and he is meant to be yours. Third of all he told us that in confidence, I don’t give a SHIT what you think of that, but you will keep to yourself and not mention it to anyone, and I mean ANYONE or i will come after you! I know you fear me, and for good reason, I know spells to make dick shrivel to the size of a maggot and become useless, from my many hours spent in the library i know many curses to make your like living HELL!, and would not hesitate in using them” she was shaking by this point, with barely contained rage.
Ron’s mouth was opening and closing like a stupefied fish, he turned and stalked from the room.
Hermione collapsed in a sobbing in a heap on the floor, muttering “Oh my god...poor Harry... if this gets out.. if that git”
She was cut off by Remus’s arms wrapping around her making “shhing” noises. Poppy turned to leave when Hermione spoke.
“Please don’t say a word..”
poppy interrupted “Sshhh child don’t worry it doesn't matter to me, this is not like the muggle wold it is generally excepted, but I understand the trouble it would cause if this information got out. I wont speak of it.”
“Thank you”
Remus and Hermione turned to each other, his arms still around her, and the locked eyes, lost in each. Remus was the first to break away, turning he spoke “Umm..”
“Please don’t judge him” she interrupted “if he lost you, after everyone else, he’s so lost..”
“Judge him, why?” he seemed confused “you don’t know, did he know? Suppose he didn’t find a time to talk” he chuckled, then sensing her confusion “Sirius, at school he swung both ways, later he was just into men. it take it he never spoke with Harry.”
A week later, back to the present, here she was watching Harry and Remus. Ron had visited, not often or for long. Harry was still deteriorating, you could barely see his chest move, his plus still weakening. If there was no improvement he would be dead within a week.
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TBC
Chapter 1, The Biginning
A/N- Hello all, thanks for reading. This is me first ever fan fiction. let me know your thoughts, if any spelling or grammar problems let me know (un- beta-ed). Be kind. Enjoy
****
Harry lay in a hospital bed where he had stayed since the fall of he-who-should-not-be-allowed-to-live. Remus and Hermione stood vigil beside his bed, neither having left for more than a few minutes since he was brought in. Remus was curled in a chair, at the head of Harry's bed, with his head resting on his arms at an odd angle, he slept. As Hermione sat in a chair on the other side of Harry’s bed, watched as Remus slept, and Harry lay as if sleeping, she remembered the night of the final battle.
Snape being bitten by Nagini, his life slipping away before her very eyes.
Ron shoving his tongue down her throat, she didn’t complain it was comforting at the time, knowing he cared.
Harry lay in Hagrid’s arms, while she thought him dead.
Ginny, Luna and herself dueling Bellatrix.
Harry and the snake-faced-basted circling each other wands drawn, Harry so brave in the face of the man/thing that had tormented all his life so far. Harry’s brave and taunting words, then Voldemort struck, shouting “Avra kedavra”, the green light flying towards him. Time seemed to slowed down, as Harry’s “Expelliarmus” met the green flash in the center. as the Elder was ripped from Voldermort’s hand the green light collided with the other in a flash of gold light. The green light bouncing back to its caster, impaling him thought the chest, his eyes froze in shock as the life fled from his half human body. At the same time the magic created as the two spells impacted rippled towards Harry, it had an eerie yet beautiful quality to it, capturing the young man in its glow. As the life left the Dark Lords body the light flared the sank into Harry’s body and seemingly his sole too (thought that cold not be seen it was as if Hermione could feel it). Harry eyes then closed and he gracefully crumpled to the ground, the first rays of dawn fluttered over his face highlighting his features to look as if he were asleep.
The time after the battle was a blur, harry being laid on the hospital bed, Madam Pomfrey flittering around the word, so many wounded, harry pronounced “stable”!...
He looked so thin, so pale these days.
Dirt, dust and grimed smudged across his face the only signs anything had happened.
Later when the injured were treated poppy returned, her face paled and looked worried. Harry was deteriorating. There was nothing she could do, there was no know cause. His heart was slowing, breathing getting slighting weaker, she was concerned.
Remus and Hermione were beside themselves with worry, Ron thought he looked “fine” and took Madam Pomfrey’s fumbled reassurances to heart, he wished to leave, and take Hermione with him. When she refused he became irritated, “Hermione! You my girlfriend and therefore you should be there by my side, not sat here moping over a ... a ....GAY!” he stuttered.
Luckily the ward was empty but themselves Remus and Poppy. Harry had only come out to them wile they were living in the tent, when they felt the war closing in on them. Ron had not taken it well, Hermione love harry as a brother so it didn’t matter to her, and in a way she felt that she had always known.
Hermione shot up from here chair knocking it backwards “Ronald Bilius Weasley!” she hisses with such venom Ron he backed away a little and Remus could see why Harry and Ron feared her at times.
“To start I am NOT your girlfriend, nor do I have any wish to be! You are the one who stuck his tongue down my throat a few hours ago. Second of all HARRY is my friend and he is meant to be yours. Third of all he told us that in confidence, I don’t give a SHIT what you think of that, but you will keep to yourself and not mention it to anyone, and I mean ANYONE or i will come after you! I know you fear me, and for good reason, I know spells to make dick shrivel to the size of a maggot and become useless, from my many hours spent in the library i know many curses to make your like living HELL!, and would not hesitate in using them” she was shaking by this point, with barely contained rage.
Ron’s mouth was opening and closing like a stupefied fish, he turned and stalked from the room.
Hermione collapsed in a sobbing in a heap on the floor, muttering “Oh my god...poor Harry... if this gets out.. if that git”
She was cut off by Remus’s arms wrapping around her making “shhing” noises. Poppy turned to leave when Hermione spoke.
“Please don’t say a word..”
poppy interrupted “Sshhh child don’t worry it doesn't matter to me, this is not like the muggle wold it is generally excepted, but I understand the trouble it would cause if this information got out. I wont speak of it.”
“Thank you”
Remus and Hermione turned to each other, his arms still around her, and the locked eyes, lost in each. Remus was the first to break away, turning he spoke “Umm..”
“Please don’t judge him” she interrupted “if he lost you, after everyone else, he’s so lost..”
“Judge him, why?” he seemed confused “you don’t know, did he know? Suppose he didn’t find a time to talk” he chuckled, then sensing her confusion “Sirius, at school he swung both ways, later he was just into men. it take it he never spoke with Harry.”
A week later, back to the present, here she was watching Harry and Remus. Ron had visited, not often or for long. Harry was still deteriorating, you could barely see his chest move, his plus still weakening. If there was no improvement he would be dead within a week.
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TBC