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Title: There
Author:
bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Sirius
Rating: PG
Warnings: AU, Mild sexual suggestion
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Written for:
hogwarts365 Prompt 194-"In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous."—Aristotle; Hall of Prophecy; Twilfitt and Tatting’s
Notes: Definitely not my usual pairing, but something about the prompts inspired this, and these two just took over my fingers. I hope readers enjoy, but if you don’t, feel free to tell me so.
Summary: Harry and Sirius are there for each other.
Harry tossed and turned, caught in the midst of a familiar nightmare, but unable to wake, trapped in half-forgotten fears and memories.
“Noooo! Merlin, why? Why, Sirius?! Come back! I can’t—don’t leave me!”
“Harry! Wake up! You were dreaming about it again, weren’t you?”
“That was the worst night of my life, y’know? How was I supposed to know it was a false vision Voldemort planted just to lure me to the Hall of Prophecy?”
“Harry, you were a teenager. No one expected you to do things perfectly.”
“If Dumbledore had just warned me, the whole thing would never have happened.”
“Lucky thing they were able to pull me back out. I’m right here, Harry, and I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”
“You’d better not be. I couldn’t take it if I lost you again.”
“You won’t lose me. What brought this on?”
“I had to go to Level 9 today at work, and I suppose that stirred up some old memories.”
“Ahh, well, I’m here now, and clearly alive. So what can I do to make it better?”
“Can we go out and sleep under the stars? It always makes me feel better to look up at the moon.”
“Are you sure I can’t just buy you something from Twilfitt and Tatting’s?” Sirius teased fondly.
“Sirius, please? You know the moon is marvelous at night."
“And you look marvelous under it. All right, why not? Who says we need a bed anyway?”
“Thank you! But we are wizards, aren’t we? Why should we have to do without a bed? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable just to indulge me.”
“I forget sometimes that I was cleared. I guess I spent so long doing without magic that it doesn’t always occur to me that it’s available to me again.”
“That’s what I’m here for. To remind you that your life is your own again. I’ll always be here for you. Unless you decide you don’t want me.”
“That’s never going to happen. I’m so glad you fought for me, Harry. It meant everything to me. You mean everything to me.”
“I’ll always fight for you, Sirius. I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Author:
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Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Sirius
Rating: PG
Warnings: AU, Mild sexual suggestion
Word Count: 365
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Written for:
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Notes: Definitely not my usual pairing, but something about the prompts inspired this, and these two just took over my fingers. I hope readers enjoy, but if you don’t, feel free to tell me so.
Summary: Harry and Sirius are there for each other.
Harry tossed and turned, caught in the midst of a familiar nightmare, but unable to wake, trapped in half-forgotten fears and memories.
“Noooo! Merlin, why? Why, Sirius?! Come back! I can’t—don’t leave me!”
“Harry! Wake up! You were dreaming about it again, weren’t you?”
“That was the worst night of my life, y’know? How was I supposed to know it was a false vision Voldemort planted just to lure me to the Hall of Prophecy?”
“Harry, you were a teenager. No one expected you to do things perfectly.”
“If Dumbledore had just warned me, the whole thing would never have happened.”
“Lucky thing they were able to pull me back out. I’m right here, Harry, and I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”
“You’d better not be. I couldn’t take it if I lost you again.”
“You won’t lose me. What brought this on?”
“I had to go to Level 9 today at work, and I suppose that stirred up some old memories.”
“Ahh, well, I’m here now, and clearly alive. So what can I do to make it better?”
“Can we go out and sleep under the stars? It always makes me feel better to look up at the moon.”
“Are you sure I can’t just buy you something from Twilfitt and Tatting’s?” Sirius teased fondly.
“Sirius, please? You know the moon is marvelous at night."
“And you look marvelous under it. All right, why not? Who says we need a bed anyway?”
“Thank you! But we are wizards, aren’t we? Why should we have to do without a bed? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable just to indulge me.”
“I forget sometimes that I was cleared. I guess I spent so long doing without magic that it doesn’t always occur to me that it’s available to me again.”
“That’s what I’m here for. To remind you that your life is your own again. I’ll always be here for you. Unless you decide you don’t want me.”
“That’s never going to happen. I’m so glad you fought for me, Harry. It meant everything to me. You mean everything to me.”
“I’ll always fight for you, Sirius. I love you.”
“I love you, too.”