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A Late Night Awakening

By: stacey
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Sirius
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 1
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Disclaimer: 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.

A Late Night Awakening

Disclaimer: all the characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I don't make any money from them.

Harry Potter woke up at 12 Grimmauld Place at nearly four in the morning. He looked beside him and saw that his wonderful wife was still asleep. It was quite early in the morning. He decided to go to the restroom and relieve himself as he walked down the hall he passed a picture of his dead godfather, Sirius Black. It had been three years and he still missed him.
Sirius had been the closest thing to a parent Harry had ever had. Sirius had also given his life for Harry, Harry was still thankful. He also still had problems forgiving himself. The picture looked at him and said hello.
When Harry reached the restroom he was finally able to relieve himself. Harry's thoughts kept going to Sirius. 'It's been three years and I still miss him, my God!' he thought.
I remember when I was younger I had such the crush on him. It was that that showed me I was bisexual. Something even Ron, Hermione, and Ginny don't know. His long black hair and deep blue eyes. His dog-like laugh, and his love for me. Sirius gave his life to save mine...' he was pulled away from his thoughts to notice his hand was around his member and it was hardening.
'He loved me, maybe not the way I loved him but still. Dumbledore once said I thought of Sirius like a part-father part-brother but he was wrong. I thought of him like a lover.' Harry's hand was now pumping up and down his thick, hard shaft.
'Sirius was the only one I ever shared that I was bisexual with. He excepted it quickly and said that he was gay and had had the biggest crush on my dad. It was that time when I wished I was my father.' His hand was moving faster and with a much more determined pace. With one last pump of the member he came hard. "Ahh..." was the only sound he made.
After cleaning up the restroom he walked back to the bedroom. As he passed the picture of Sirius all he said was "I love you."