Not Prince Charming
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bleedingangel84Title: Not Prince Charming
Author:bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Sirius
Rating: PG
Warnings: AU, Fluff
Word Count: 365
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
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hogwarts365 Prompt 8-Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Bellatrix Lestrange, Once Upon a Time; dove_drabbles Prompt 91-cherish the blossoms; JMDC 183-beneath, bouquet, brilliant
Notes: My muses apparently wanted to go in a weird direction this time. Not my typical pairing, but I loved writing this. I hope readers appreciate this as well. Obviously there is an age gap at play here, but the relationship is entirely consensual, and both Sirius and Harry are of age in this.
Summary: Sirius comforts Harry after a nightmare full of bad memories.
Harry thrashed wildly beneath his duvet, caught in a nightmare. “Stop! No! Don’t kill him! I’ll do anything! Sirius! Please!” Harry groaned, mumbling incoherently and sounding inconsolably pained. Tears streamed down his sleeping face, leaving translucent tracks that shone in the moonlight beaming through the open window. Curtains fluttered in a light chill, dotting Harry’s exposed arms with gooseflesh.
“Harry! Love, please! I’m fine. Wake up. You were dreaming. I’m here. You saved me, remember? It was your spell that brought me back from the veil. It was like something from a fairy tale. Minus the ‘Once Upon a Time’, of course. Who knew rosemary and lavender could work as summoning herbs? I will forever cherish those blossoms.”
“Oh, Padfoot, thank Merlin. For a minute there, I was sure Bellatrix had actually killed you, but she didn’t, did she?”
“No. That’s only down to your brilliant spellwork, though. I should be bringing you a bouquet of roses every morning to thank you.”
“Don’t. I don’t need flowers. Just you.”
“You’ve gone soppy on me, Harry.”
“Well, forgive me, but I hate having to relive losing you in my nightmares.”
“Why not take a Dreamless Sleep potion?”
“I don’t want to get dependent on it. I suppose I’ve heard one too many stories from Mr. and Mrs, Granger about some of their patients who get hooked on pain relievers.”
“Aren’t they Muggle dentists though?”
“Yes.”
“But you’re a wizard.”
“Yes, but my mum was born a Muggle. I’d just rather not take chances, yeah?”
“I see your logic, but I also hate seeing you in pain because of me.”
“It’s the thought of losing you that causes me pain, Sirius. None of this is your fault.”
“You are too good, Harry James Potter. I don’t deserve you. What would you want with a broken down old thing like me?”
“You make me feel safe. That’s much better than any Prince charming from a fairy tale.”
“You’re the only person I know who can break my heart and mend it all at once, Harry. I love you.”
“I love you too, Sirius. Come back to bed?”
“Gladly. Rest, love. I’ll keep watch over you.”
“You always have.”
Author:
bleedingangel84 Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Sirius
Rating: PG
Warnings: AU, Fluff
Word Count: 365
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Written for:
hogwarts365 Prompt 8-Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Bellatrix Lestrange, Once Upon a Time; dove_drabbles Prompt 91-cherish the blossoms; JMDC 183-beneath, bouquet, brilliantNotes: My muses apparently wanted to go in a weird direction this time. Not my typical pairing, but I loved writing this. I hope readers appreciate this as well. Obviously there is an age gap at play here, but the relationship is entirely consensual, and both Sirius and Harry are of age in this.
Summary: Sirius comforts Harry after a nightmare full of bad memories.
Harry thrashed wildly beneath his duvet, caught in a nightmare. “Stop! No! Don’t kill him! I’ll do anything! Sirius! Please!” Harry groaned, mumbling incoherently and sounding inconsolably pained. Tears streamed down his sleeping face, leaving translucent tracks that shone in the moonlight beaming through the open window. Curtains fluttered in a light chill, dotting Harry’s exposed arms with gooseflesh.
“Harry! Love, please! I’m fine. Wake up. You were dreaming. I’m here. You saved me, remember? It was your spell that brought me back from the veil. It was like something from a fairy tale. Minus the ‘Once Upon a Time’, of course. Who knew rosemary and lavender could work as summoning herbs? I will forever cherish those blossoms.”
“Oh, Padfoot, thank Merlin. For a minute there, I was sure Bellatrix had actually killed you, but she didn’t, did she?”
“No. That’s only down to your brilliant spellwork, though. I should be bringing you a bouquet of roses every morning to thank you.”
“Don’t. I don’t need flowers. Just you.”
“You’ve gone soppy on me, Harry.”
“Well, forgive me, but I hate having to relive losing you in my nightmares.”
“Why not take a Dreamless Sleep potion?”
“I don’t want to get dependent on it. I suppose I’ve heard one too many stories from Mr. and Mrs, Granger about some of their patients who get hooked on pain relievers.”
“Aren’t they Muggle dentists though?”
“Yes.”
“But you’re a wizard.”
“Yes, but my mum was born a Muggle. I’d just rather not take chances, yeah?”
“I see your logic, but I also hate seeing you in pain because of me.”
“It’s the thought of losing you that causes me pain, Sirius. None of this is your fault.”
“You are too good, Harry James Potter. I don’t deserve you. What would you want with a broken down old thing like me?”
“You make me feel safe. That’s much better than any Prince charming from a fairy tale.”
“You’re the only person I know who can break my heart and mend it all at once, Harry. I love you.”
“I love you too, Sirius. Come back to bed?”
“Gladly. Rest, love. I’ll keep watch over you.”
“You always have.”
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