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Gillyflower, Heliotrope and Hemlock.	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Sirius Views: 9034 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Two

Hear my song. People won’t you listen now? Sing along.

You don’t know what you’re missing now.

Any little song that you know

Everything that’s small has to grow.

And it has to grow!

‘The Song Remains the Same’ - Led Zeppelin, Houses of the Holy.

“You have got to be kidding me...” Sirius stepped out of the fireplace and gazed around darkly at the large kitchen. “You live here? How did you manage that?”

“You gave it to me when you died...I’ve done it up, re-decorated and stuff...” Harry watched Sirius gaze around the Kitchen of Number Twelve Grimmauld place with disgust on his face. The Kitchen was neat and tidy, pots and pans lined the walls hung on hooks and glittered in the lamp light. It looked friendly and clean.

“Welcome home master.”

Sirius stiffened and turned to the source of the voice, Kreacher saw him and blanched, he backed off a few paces before turning to Harry. “Ah...Yes, Kreacher...Sirius will be staying for a while...”

The Elf bowed but said nothing to Sirius as he turned to Harry again. “Kreacher has started Dinner, Master, Steak and Ale pie with sautéed potatoes and winter vegetables.”

“Thanks.” Harry smiled at the little Elf who bowed again as the four of them walked out into the hall way. Sirius glanced back at the elf before the door swung shut behind them.

“I even gave you Kreacher?” He said, eyes still roving around the newly decorated hall.

“Yes, he used to hate me until I gave him a locket.” Harry chuckled at Sirius’ expression. “Come on, I’ll show you what I’ve done...”

“You’re back are you? I was almost hoping you would die on a mission, boy.”

Harry stood by the portrait of Sirius’ mother, she no longer screamed and they had come to a tense truce since he had moved in, but she still wished him dead each morning before he went to work. “I’m stuck doing paper work, I doubt I’ll die from a paper cut.”

“Still, I will continue to hope.”

Sirius hung back in the shadows, his eyes narrowed at the portrait. Remus watched with a bemused expression while James looked around the place with curious eyes. “You know, I always wanted to see where you lived Siri.” He said absently as he leaned close to the portrait and inspected the woman within.

“And what are you?” Walburga asked.

“James Potter, you must be Sirius’ mum.”

The woman’s eyes narrowed. “Bloodtraitors and filth...this house has been turned into a half way house for all sorts of scum these past few years. I must say that I am disappointed.”

“Well, you can continue to be disappointed.” Harry sighed.

“Right...let’s see what you’ve done with the place then.” Sirius muttered, ignoring his mother’s eyes which bored into his back.

The drawing room was warm and cosy with large squashy arm chairs and a sofa, the carpets had been ripped out to reveal the dark wooden floors beneath and the fireplace gleamed with dark grey marble. There was a large rug in the centre of the floor with an ebony coffee table on it, pictures and paintings lined the walls many of them containing Harry and his friends.

“You were on the Quidditch team?” James asked as he gazed down at one of Harry with his team.

“Yeah, Seeker.” Harry said with a small smile.

“Nice, I was chaser.”

“I know.”

“I don’t even recognise the place, you’ve done well Prongslet. I like what you’ve done...not a snakes head in sight.” Sirius smiled at him warmly.

“Thanks, it wasn’t hard and my friends helped me.”

“So, what do you do?” Remus asked.

“I work at the Ministry, an Auror.”

“Wow, you must be good to have completed all that training.”

“Well...” Harry rubbed the back of his head and stared down at the rug. “Actually I’m kind of friends with the Minister for Magic, we worked together and...well...he gave me the position after I defeated Lord Voldemort.”

Sirius snorted laughter. “So, it’s not what you know, it’s who you know. Nice one.”

“The others don’t like it, they had to work hard to get into the Auror’s...but I got a leg up.”

“You did destroy the greatest dark wizard of our time, I can understand why they would think you wouldn’t need to go through all that training.”

“I also never completed my Hogwarts Education...” Harry flushed guiltily.

“Still...defeating the Dark lord is a pretty big deal, you probably don’t need to prove yourself to them.” James said with a comforting smile.

The door opened to reveal Kreacher carrying a tea tray, on which was balanced a porcelain tea pot with several cups, even a few small cakes. He put the tray on the coffee table and began pouring the tea, the locket gleamed on his bare chest and he ignored Sirius. The group sat down and were each handed a cup, except Sirius who shot the elf a glare that made James snicker. Harry handed him his cup instead with an apologetic smile. “He’s alright really, Sirius.” He said and watched a sneer cross his godfathers face.

“He’s scum...like they all were. They deserved their fate.”

“What...what happened to them?” Harry asked slowly. “Your family I mean.”

Sirius sighed and pushed hair from his eyes. “Regulus happened.” He said quietly, looking down at his hands. “He joined up with the Death Eaters, then decided that actually what they were doing was wrong so...he tried to take down Voldemort on his own, or so Bella told me, he failed and died...afterwards Voldemort hunted down the rest of my family and killed them off...he had a public execution, I snuck out to see it for myself...Regulus’ body was hacked to pieces right in front of my mother, she was forced to watch as her precious baby was thrown to a Chimera.” He paused and sighed softly. “Then my parents were thrown to it, the spectators cheered as they were ripped apart.”

“That’s horrible...” Harry whispered.

“Horrible? It was hilarious.” Sirius smiled and shook his head. “I hated my parents, I wanted them to die for as long as I could remember, that I got to witness it is one of the happier moments of my life.” Remus looked away and James frowned down at his tea cup. Suddenly Sirius laughed. “Look at your face, Harry! My parents were evil...look...” He stood and yanked his t-shirt over his head, Harry gazed at his chest and gaped. His chest was scarred, the white skin marred by words gouged into his it; Bloodtraitor. “My dear old mum decided she’d do this to me when I was eleven, when I got myself sorted into Gryffindor she used her wand to gouge the words into my chest for all to see...she marked me for the rest of my life, I would have to live with the knowledge that I was a bloodtraitor. Unfortunately for her all this scar proves is that I did the right thing.”

The dark look in Sirius’ eyes scared Harry slightly and the atmosphere was tense, James glared into his tea and chewed his lip while Remus watched Sirius carefully as he shoved on his t-shirt and sat back down.

“You’re different from the Sirius I knew.” Harry said slowly with a small frown.

“In what way?” Sirius cocked his handsome head to the side curiously.

“You’re...well...darker...”

Sirius chuckled. “I guess I’ve just been through more than your Sirius.”

“I suppose so.”

“Tell me about him...”

“He was...sad.” Harry said slowly, turning his little cup around on its saucer. “When my father died he went to Azkaban for betraying him to Voldemort, he spent twelve years in the prison before escaping to murder the one who actually sold them out...”

“Who?” Remus asked softly.

“Peter Pettigrew.”

“Figures...little rat was always pathetic.” Sirius hissed.

“It was Sirius who discovered my parents bodies and me in the house in Godric’s Hollow, he gave me to Hagrid to take to Dumbledore before hunting down Pettigrew...he tried to kill him but Peter faked his own death and took twelve muggles with him, the Ministry found Sirius by the crater laughing...so they assumed he did it. He was sent to Azkaban without a trial to rot...but he became the only person to escape the Dementors.” He explained about how he had become aware that Sirius had never betrayed his parents, about how he had helped him escape the Ministry and eventually explained about his death in 1996. “It’s...strange having you back here...” Harry smiled slightly. “You may be different but its only little differences, you also look better.”

Sirius laughed softly and Remus smiled. “So...Lily and I die protecting you in this dimension?” James asked slowly, looking at Harry who nodded.

“It must be odd seeing me, huh?”

“Very...”

James smiled Harry’s smile. “You look like me, reckon this dimensions version of me would have been proud.”

Harry flushed and looked at his feet. “Thanks...that means a lot.”

“What happens to me?” Remus asked curiously.

“In 1998 there was a battle at Hogwarts, I was searching for the Diadem and the Order appeared to help defend the place while I searched, you and your wife were killed in that battle leaving behind a son, Teddy Lupin, my Godson.”

Remus digested that carefully before smiling. “I have a family? How did I manage that? I swore to myself I would never pass on these genes...”

“Your wife’s name was Nymphadora Tonks, she fell in love with you when I was fifteen and eventually you got married, even though you never really wanted to. When you got her pregnant you freaked out and ran off to join me in my quest for the Horcuxes...”

“What happened? Tell me you didn’t let him!” James said with a glare at Remus who rolled his eyes.

“No, I told him he was a coward, made him angry enough to almost attack me and he left...turns out you went back to see your son born and he wasn’t a werewolf.” Harry smiled. “He’s three now, living with his grandmother Andromeda.”

Sirius frowned disapprovingly at Remus. “You shagged my little cousin?” He said softly.

“No, Sirius, not in our dimension...she must be what...”

“A baby. She’s a baby...you had a kid with her? You befouled my innocent little cousin? You disgust me, Mr. Moony.”

James chuckled. “He’s sick.”

“That he is.”

“Oi! I haven’t...”

“So you deny it?” Sirius managed to keep the smirk off his face.

“Yes! I haven’t even met her.”

“You have a son.”

“Yes but...”

“You have to have sex to have kids, Remus.”

“I know but...”

“Which means you deflowered my favourite Cousin.”

“I...”

“You will be punished.” Sirius finally smirked. “I will not tell you when, or how...all you will know is that I will make you regret ever laying hands on Dora.”

“You two are ridiculous.” Remus sighed.

Harry watched the banter and couldn’t help but smile, they were obviously still good friends and he liked watching them together, it gave him an insight into their relationship he had never had before.

“Two? Come on Remus, be fair, I never took part in teasing you...this time at any rate.” James said looking hurt.

“You encourage him...isn’t that enough?”

At that moment there was a knock at the door, Harry sighed and stood before making his way into the hall where Walburga Black was calling him.

“Boy! The door! Get the door!”

“Yes, alright...Give it a rest or I’ll close the curtains.”

“How dare you spe-...”

Harry waved his wand casually and cut off her protests as he opened the door, a girl stood there with long red hair and brown eyes. “Ginny...” Harry muttered.

“Hi...I’ve come for my stuff...” Ginny looked pretty even in her Quidditch uniform, her broom over her shoulder and flushed cheeks. “I just got back from work and I...well...” She looked down. “I wanted to see you.”

Harry licked his lips slowly and stood aside. “It’s all in boxes.” He said in a hard voice.

“Oh...ok...” Ginny lowered her broom and stepped into the house.

“Harry, who...?” Sirius looked at the girl and smiled. “Hello, I’m...”

“Sirius Black?!” Ginny’s eyes widened in shock. “But you’re dead!”

“So I am...” Sirius smirked and leaned on the wall. “Or at least in this time.”

“It’s a long story.” Harry said softly, avoiding Ginny’s eyes.

“I see...well...I-I’ll get my stuff then.” She walked past Harry who closed the door behind her with a snap and ran fingers through his hair with a sigh.

“A girlfriend?” Sirius asked as he stepped closer.

“She was for a while...”

“What happened?”

Harry shook his head slowly. “Last week I found her in bed with my friend Dean Thomas...” He said quietly.

“Oh...I see...” Sirius winced. “That’s gotta hurt.”

“I guess so.” Harry leaned against the wall heavily. “She’s my best mate’s sister, Ginny Weasley.”

“A Weasley, huh? They’re a good family from what I remember, although their name was mud in my house.” Sirius watched Harry, his eyes intense and Harry found himself gazing back, the air seemed thick and he forced himself to look away with difficulty. “Well, there’s plenty more fish in the sea, or so the Muggle’s say, you’re attractive enough, you’ll find someone.”

Harry chuckled. “That sounds strange coming from you.”

“Why?” Sirius looked shocked.

“Well...just look at you! You’re handsome...”

“I know, but there’s a lot to be desired about my personality.” Sirius pushed hair from his eyes and smiled revealing unnaturally sharp canine teeth.

“Did I just here you say Harry’s attractive?” James appeared at Sirius’ shoulder.

“Why yes I did, Prongsy, but don’t get jealous baby, you know your my only love muffin.”

Harry laughed. “Love muffin?!”

“Yes, he decided in our third year that he wanted all the girls at Hogwarts for himself so he spread the rumour that I was gay and in a relationship with him...which turned out to alienate him as well.” James chuckled. “I spent ages wandering why girls would keep shooting us glances and making ‘aw’ sounds at us...then he started calling me pet names and putting his arm around me...I eventually asked one girl out and she was shocked and said that there was no need to be ashamed of my sexuality...” James leaned on Sirius who was grinning nostalgically. “Good Times, Pads.”

“Yeah...I miss those days.”

They were interrupted by the sounds of someone struggling down the stairs with something heavy, Harry moved past his father and friends and saw Ginny struggling with three large boxes. He sighed and met her half way. “Here, let me...” He said and took a box from her arms.

“It’s alright, I’ve got them.”

“I can help...”

“No. I’m fine Harry.”

Harry stepped back as Ginny waved her wand and the boxes lifted into the air and flew down the stairs, forcing Harry out the way. She made them land in a neat pile at the foot of the stairs and turned to Harry, their eyes met and he saw how sad she looked. “Harry...I-I...I’m sorry.” She said softly and lowered her eyes.

“You think sorry will make it better?” Harry replied stiffly, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. “You think that an apology will excuse what you did?”

“I...”

“You were in my bed with him, Ginny.”

“I know! But I could hardly go to you, could I? We had sex once! Once, Harry! After that you never touched me, you made me sleep in a separate room!”

“I...” Harry flushed brightly and shot a glance at Sirius and James who were watching them curiously, Remus was peering out the door and suddenly disappeared again, his hand shot out and he grabbed James’ shirt, pulling him back into the drawing room.

“I love you Harry, but I can’t be in a relationship with no physical contact...I’m sorry...but...”

Harry rubbed his eyes behind his glasses and sat down on the stairs, burying his face in his hands. “Alright, fine. Then it’s over...Have fun with Dean.”

“I will.” She stalked past him and waved her wand so the boxes rose into the air again as she guided them out the door. “Harry...I want you to be happy, but if you carry on like this you’ll end up alone. You don’t even spend much time with Ron or Hermione...at least go see them once in a while, and of your own volition, rather than sitting alone in this empty house and dwelling on a past you can do nothing about. I never blamed you...not once.” With that she was gone and the door closed behind her with an almost painful finality.

Harry lowered his head, trying to compose himself. He felt and heard someone sit at his side. “So...you haven’t been doing your duty to your girlfriend?” Sirius said softly. “Can I ask why? You’re a hot blooded teenager, if you’re anything like James then you should be fucking at least five times a day...”

“It’s not like that...” Harry said through his fingers. “I...I just...it’s all so messed up.”

“Try talking, it might help.” Sirius put a hand on his shoulder and Harry looked up, his eyes were understanding and gentle and before he could stop himself he was spilling his guts.

“Ginny and I started going out in my sixth year, it was the best moment of my life, I started to fall in love with her slowly over the year...then when I realised that I had to hunt for the Horcruxes I realised that we couldn’t be together, Voldemort would only use her against me so I broke it off. We got back together again afterwards...we moved in with each other and it was fine until...until we had sex...afterwards I realised that my fame, my reputation could potentially kill her. What if another Dark Wizard appeared? What if they decided to get me by using Ginny as bait? What if she died like her brother, like Remus, like you, like my father...all to protect me! My whole life has been marked by death and destruction, I can’t do it to her...So I sabotaged it...like a coward.”

“You...blame yourself for all those people?”

“It is my fault, Sirius...it’s all my fault. I may as well have killed them all myself, I still have that blood on my hands.”

“Sounds like you’re taking too much on, these people died to protect you, yes, but they had a choice. Everyone always has a choice, Harry.” Sirius smiled and smoothed hair from Harry’s face with gentle fingers, he ran his thumb gently over the scar and made Harry shiver. “I can tell you for certain that if I died protecting you then I would have died happy, I always wanted to die in battle...a hero.”

“What are you two doing up there?” Remus appeared around the corner. “James is rummaging through your house, Harry...you’d better stop him before he finds your secrets.”

Harry chuckled and stood. “Alright.” He took one last look at Sirius who was looking at him oddly before descending the stairs.

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Harry was woken up by an odd scratching sound, he blinked and yawned as the noise increased. He sat up and saw a large brown owl sitting on his window sill looking dishevelled and irritable in the steady rain. He stood and opened the window so the owl could enter, it perched on his shoulder as he removed the letter from its beak and opened it.

Mr. Potter, could you come into work today, there’s an emergency situation and we need every man.

Thanks, Jeffry Arbor Head of the Auror Office.

“Shit.” Harry sighed as the owl hooted at him before taking flight again. He changed quickly and ran down the stairs to the kitchen, still shrugging into robes of dark green. Kreacher was in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

“Good morning Master, Kreacher is making breakfast...”

“Sorry, Kreacher, I’ve been called into work. Tell my fa-James and the others that I might be late.” He grabbed a peice of toast and ran out the house with it.

When he arrived the Ministry was in uproar and he received a memo asking for his presence in the Ministers office, he practically ran to the lifts and hammered the button still munching his toast. “Hey! Harry!”

“Ron, hi.”

“Have you heard?” His friends blue eyes were wide with excitement.

“Heard what? All I’ve had is a letter and a memo...”

“Well, people have been saying that the Death Eater’s we haven’t caught ahve been rallying! They were spotted gathering in a huge group, we don’t know why or what they’re doing but it means trouble.”

Harry frowned and rubbed his scar. “If this is true...”

“Mr. Potter, The minister is asking for you.” A small mousy woman stood before the lift doors as they opened, Harry nodded and followed her to the end of the hall and the large ornate office. Kingsley sat behind a large ostentatious desk made of carved oak and inlaid with golden vines, when they entered he looked up from a sheaf of papers. In the room stood several high up Auror’s, one was a grizzled old man with gnarled fingers and a grim face, his hard eyes bored into Harry as he swept past.

“Minister, what happened?” He asked as he stood before Kingsley.

The tall black man looked grave. “I am sure that Ronald has already told you that Death Eaters have been spotted congregating, but that is not all...we have been tracing some very strange magical activity throughout the region, London is subject to sudden fluctuations in powerful magic, the anomalies have been recorded by the Improper use of Magic office when they believed them to be done by underage wizards, however, their findings lead us to believe that these are no accidents. There is a pattern to them, the latest and most powerful burst came from Hogwarts directly...It was like a strike of lightening directly over the Headmistresses office. Do you know what the cause would be, Minerva said to speak to you.”

Harry nodded. “Well, yesterday I was called into Hogwarts to see something...basically three people had appeared, apparently they came from another dimension seeking help...”

“Who were they?” Ron asked.

Harry closed his eyes. “James Potter, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black.” He said quietly.

“This is impossible.” Kingsley said, disbelief etched into his face.

“Obviously not, they’re definitely real.”

“How did they get here?” Ron looked amazed.

“Using some lockets that their Dumbledore invented, their dimension is different...in that one Voldemort has taken over and is purging Muggleborns, he’s in charge of the country and is hunting down and persecuting bloodtraitors. Dumbledore was murdered by him along with...with their Lily Evans...and me.”

“You’re dead in their time?”

“Yes, My fat-James told me that I was ripped from my mother’s womb and dashed upon some rocks...he tried to save me and her but was too slow.”

“I see...but that could mean that others are appearing in our dimension...this could have terrible consequences. I will investigate further, for now I want you to take Ronald and another to go to Hampstead Heath and investigate the latest source of these strange anomalies.”

“Yes Minister.” Harry turned for the door but was held back by Kingsley.

“Harry, will you be alright?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine.” Harry smiled and waved before following Ron out the door.
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