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Wish Upon a Falling Star	By : Aurelia0Way Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Sirius Views: 11760 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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.

Chapter List
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Title: Wish Upon A Falling Star
Author: Bluvly12 (Myranda)
Disclaimer: I do not own, yada yada yada
Pairings: Harry/Sirius, Remus/Sirius, Harry/Sirius/Remus?
Rating: Rated M
Warnings: AU, Slash, and total fluff
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Summary: Sirius has unwanted feelings for a certain someone, but doesn't know what to do, so he does the first thing that comes to his mind, kiss him? Remus gets suspicious and starts asking Sirius what's going on; when he doesn't answer Sirius looses his trust. Harry has to deal with some teenager problems and can't tell his godfather's for fear of rejection.

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Chapter 3: Killing Me Softly
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly... with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly... with his song
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Harry was awoken by the sunlight shining in on him causing him to flinch and flip off his bed. Harry groaned at being woken so violently. Though he knew it was his fault. He groaned once more and stood up, grabbed his wand at slashed it at the curtains which immediately closed shut. He smiled to himself happily and hopped back down onto his bed, abandoning his blanket on the floor. Harry�s eyes closed shut tight and he fell back into sleep.

Sirius thought of a way to cheer Harry up after the mistake he made the night before. He stood up from the table and swiped his wand from the top. Remus gave him a confused look before smirking and giving his nod of approval. Sirius practically ran up the stairs to the adolescent�s room.

The door was cracked open a little and no light was coming out from the room. He could�ve sworn that Remus had opened the curtains to wake Harry up. Sirius conjured up a bucket of water, made sure it was freezing and crept into the room.

Harry was lying on his stomach with his head facing the door. Drool was creeping out the corner of his mouth and his breath was even. His back rose with each breath, he shivered every so often, Sirius figured it was because his blanket was on the floor.

Sirius sighed and set the bucket down reluctantly. He couldn�t disturb Harry; he was just too innocent to be waken up in such a cruel manner. It also wouldn�t help in any way of getting Harry�s trust back after kissing him last night. With that said, how was he going to get Harry to talk to him, let alone look at him in a civil manner? Sirius walked over to the bed, knelt and picked up the forgotten blanket that lay on the floor. He carefully draped it over the boy�s back and sat at the edge, careful not to touch any of the sleeping boy.

Harry�s eyes fluttered for a moment, but stayed shut. He gripped the blanket tightly against him. The blanket was up to his nose and it still seamed like he was searching for warmth. Sirius whispered a silent spell, �tepidus� Harry sighed in warm content and flipped onto his back.

Sirius sat for a while longer before deciding that it was time to get Harry up and ready; they were planning to see the Weasley�s today. He stood up and withdrew his wand, �Unda exorior�. Water came forth and hovered in a sphere shape over Harry. Sirius whipped the blanket away and dropped the water onto Harry�s pale shape.
The water slashed into his face and over his bottoms. Harry sat up abruptly and sputtered the water that managed to land in his mouth

�Unn�What was that for, Padfoot?!� Harry shouted and jumped off of his now-soaked bed.
�To get you up of course, we have to head over to Molly�s, remember?� Sirius said happily, for he was satisfied he got such a reaction from Harry for waking him up so rudely.

�You could�ve woken me up in a more civil manner, not pouring water over me.� Harry reached for his wand but it was snatched by Sirius. �Give me my wand, I need to dry myself.�

�You need to earn it back, and you need to take a shower anyway, so dry yourself after it.� Sirius smiled smugly to himself.

�Or, you can just give it back to me now, and end this whole thing so I can go get ready, and anyways, it is soooo much easier to get ready with magic.� Harry held the syllable to �so� longer than usual, to prove his point.

�Well mister, you will have to live without it.� Harry narrowed his eyes, and a smile formed along his lips. �What are you thinking, Harry?� There was a pause before Harry answered with:

�I�ll breathe on you.� Harry threatened. Sirius eyes grew wide. �And you know I would.�

�Oh come on, Harry. You could kill me with that breath. It�s just like James�. Now what are you really thinking?� Harry now had an evil smile upon his lips. Harry shrugged at his totally inappropriate and cruel and perverted and� did I mention inappropriate? �Harry James Potter, you will answer me this minute.� Sirius demanded.

�Oh what? You gonna kiss me again?� Sirius was NOT expecting that. He opened his mouth a few times and closed it, as if trying to get something out. �Hoping that I didn�t remember?� Harry said.

�Harry�Please�forgive me?� Sirius took a step back to the door. �I didn�t mean�I mean that�Har-� I�� He took another step back and almost tripped over his own feet. He looked to the floor in shame.

�Sirius.� Harry waited for him to look up before continuing. Sirius looked up almost childishly. He didn�t look his age, or what he usually looks like. He looked like an innocent child waiting to be yelled at for breaking the rules or something. �I�m not mad.� Harry said simply.

�Y-You�re not?� Sirius asked even more nervous than before.

�No.� Harry stepped forward. He was a good height; he was just as tall as his Godfather. �You should be mad at me. I was the one who slapped you.� Harry shivered slightly. He looked down and saw he was still drenched in water.

�Oh, sorry.� Sirius handed the wand back to him.

Harry smiled slightly and took it. �Siccus,� Harry mumbled, waving his wand over himself.

They stood in an awkward silence, not dare interrupting it, also feeling no need to. The silence finally became overwhelming and just as Harry was about to apologize for something he had no idea for, they heard Remus calling from what sounded like the stairs.

He entered the room and smiled. �Now where did you go? And why is Harry�s bed wet?� He asked innocently as if having no idea that he gave his approval for Sirius to do that. Harry�s eyes narrowed when he came up behind Sirius and wrapped his arms around him, planting a soft kiss to the side of his neck right above the shoulder.

�Um�I got to go get ready. I�ll come down when I�m down.� Harry said after silence engulfed them. Sirius and Remus nodded in understanding and Harry walked past them and into the bathroom.

When Harry walked in he shut the door and leaned against it. He sighed and pushed himself off the door with one foot. He looked into the mirror and sighed. His hair was messed up, his eyes were all droopy and he just looked plain horrible. He hated when he woke up, he looked like he was hit by a truck.

Harry walked to the shower and turned the knob on. He made sure the water wasn�t to cold or to hot before undressing and stepping in. The water ran down his chest and fell to the floor. He ducked his head under and let it soak his messy bed-head. He quickly washed his body before walking out of the shower. Harry cursed to himself as he realized that he forgot to grab some clothes to change into.

He wrapped a towel loosely around his waist and stepped cautiously outside the bathroom. Harry practically slid across the wooden floor to his room. He went straight to his closet looking for his favorite pair of jeans. He found them almost immediately and threw them on. They were girl jeans that clung to his skin leaving nothing to the imagination. The jeans were faded dark blue with whitish type of marks across the upper thighs. After that he started to look for a shirt. Harry quickly found one and slid it over his head. Next was make-up. Off to the bathroom, Harry slid. He applied a thick layer of eye-liner before heading downstairs.

A/N: I�m am so so so so so so so so so so sorry about the looooooong wait. I won�t make up some excuse on why I didn�t put a chap. Up because I have none. I was busy writing other fics and I totally forgot about this one, so please forgive me? Please review, I have gotten a lot of e-mails saying people have added this story to their story alert thing, on FF.net. If you want chapters quicker then please give me some reviews. It�s not that hard, just press the watcha-ma-callit�the doolybopper�the button thingy. Yes that�s it Button thingy. There we go! Please don�t make me beg! PLEASE!!!!!
Oh and the song, it is Killing Me Softly, by the Fugees

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