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Unrequited Love	By : Kitkatislovely95 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Sirius Views: 18406 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hey guys! I have split this chapter in two parts, and the next part is almost pure smut. ;) Yay! lol.

Anyway, on with the story...

Harry was happy for them. He really was, but he could help but feel a wistful sort of bitterness form in his chest when he thought about it. Not because they were going to do it. Just because he couldn't have with the one he loved the most while they got what they had wanted for years.

Today was the day his best friends finally bound themselves to each other.

Blaise and Draco had been talking about it since they had gotten together in Hogwarts, but when Harry had come along, they had postponed their plans in order to help him through his depression.

They had told Harry they would wait, but Harry didn't miss the way their expressions would turn longing when they saw a couple on the street wearing bonding rings. He knew how much they wanted that for themselves, but was too worried about how he would react to think of the idea. He couldn't be the one to stand in the way of their happiness. Not anymore.

It had taken him almost two months to convince them to do it all; but when he did, the smiles on their faces were well worth the pain he would feel of being alone again.

Though he wouldn't be alone, not really. He would still have them, just not as lovers. He could still, if the need arose, sleep in their bed with them, be held by them; they had made him promise that he would come to them when he needed to.

Sometimes, he felt like a baby in need of their parents when he thought about them. Babies tend to need more love and affection then anyone else. But when he had voiced this to them, they had told him that due to his past with his family not giving him the things he needed to grow and develop properly, he would crave it more than others.

Harry would then look at them funny, shrug, and change the subject. He hadn't brought it up again. He wished that the answer hadn't been such a biased one.

Those were times when he missed Ron and Hermione more than anything. They hadn't talked to him since they had found out he was shagging Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy in the beginning of their 7th year. He had told them that if they couldn't accept how he lived then he didn't need them around. They would never realize how much of a lie that was.

Losing them had been like losing a part of him. They had been there through everything. Sure they had had their ups and downs, but their friendship always won out in the end. But, here he was, almost three years after their discovery, and they still hadn't made any progress to salvage their friendship.

Harry shook his head. Now was not the time to get depressed. He had to get to Draco and Blaise's bonding ceremony. He stood from the chair he had been resting in and headed for the floo.

~HPSB~HPSB~HPSB~HPSB~HPSB~

Harry stood next to Severus and Lucius, watching as his ex-lovers said their part of the spell and the bonding rings were placed on their fingers. This wasn't really a wedding, just a bonding ritual, but they still decided to wear rings instead of bracelets; that way, if they were to ever journey into the muggle world, they would look anything other than a married couple.

Harry glanced down at the hands intertwined between Severus and Lucius. He had been shocked to hear that they were a... thing but Draco had just said that it had taken his father 10 years to come to his sense and be with the man he loved. Harry had never learned the reasons why he hadn't just said yes to being with Severus, but he figured it wasn't his business.

Severus had changed a lot after that. He would smile softly when Lucius would enter a room, or he would laugh at something that he found funny. Harry had even noticed happiness shining brightly out of his obsidian eyes. Severus was a changed man from the snarky, unfeeling bastard he had been all through Harry school years. Oh, he was still snarky, but there was no malice in his voice anymore and he stopped caring so much about his true feelings shining through.

Harry felt that all too familiar depression flood through him, threatening to drown him; to pull him down into the endless depths of numbness. He sometimes wanted to just let go and stop caring whether or not it succeeded in its mission to hide Harry from his emotions, but he would shake that thought from his head and think of Draco and Blaise; the only people who would miss him if he was gone.

But it just seemed that everyone was getting their happiness but him. He wanted some of what they had; the love they felt for each other that were almost palpable when in the room with them. It was like a crushing weight to Harry chest; sometimes the ache was so bad he would have to leave the room.

His entire life had been nothing but pain. The pain of his uncle beating him, the pain of thinking his parents had been nothing but drunks for the first 11 years of his life; the pain of learning everything he had been told was a lie and that he was a wizard, that that was the reason his only family hated him; his first year he had to get that fucking stupid stone; second year he was bitten by a basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets; he had met his godfather in 3rd year, had to deal with being in the Tri-Wizard Tournament and being responsible for the death of Cedric Diggory and Voldemort's resurrection; falling in love with his godfather was a mountain of pain all its own, and killing the bastard who hurt his parents. The last three years, he had felt more pain then ever just by not being able to be with the one he loved more than life itself.

When would he finally get to be happy?

~HPSB~HPSB~HPSB~HPSB~HPSB~

Later that night, after the ceremony had ended, the after party started. Harry wasn't really in the mood after his inner self-pity earlier, but what kind of friend would he be if he didn't attend?

He was shaken from his thoughts when familiar arms snuck around his waist from behind. "What are you thinking about?"

Instead of answering, Harry playfully said, "Are you sure your newly bonded husband would like it that you had your arms around another man?"

Another set of arms wrapped around his front and he met Blaise's eyes, smiling seductively down at him. "Oh, I don't mind. As long as I can join in, that is."

Harry laughed lightly at the playful words. He knew just as well as they did that they would never be able to be with anyone but each other now. But he decided to play along anyway. "Oh really. So we could go find a room right now, then?"

It was Blaise's turn to laugh, "Ah Harry, sometimes you're just too much."

Harry rolled his eyes and extracted himself from their arms. He looked at them both for a moment before taking their newly entwined hands into his own. "I'm happy for you both. I don't think I have ever seen any two people more perfect for each other then you." He smiles softly at the two of them as they smiled back.

"Thank you Harry. You don't know how much that means to us." Draco replied as he leaned forward to kiss Harry’s cheek, Blaise following suit with the opposite side.

Harry just smiled again before letting go of their hands and heading over to the bar. He needed another drink if he was expected to stay in this room full of fucking love and happiness any longer.

That isn't to say that he hadn't meant what he said; he was happy for them and they were perfect for each other; he just wished that he could have what they had. He just couldn't seem to move on from a man who didn't want him. Who he hadn't seen for about a year now.

Harry sighed as he sipped his firewhisky, loving the burn that as the liquid slid down his throat. He really shouldn't hold onto this hope that he could get Sirius anymore. He hadn't seen the man since Sirius had come in angry at him, telling him the wedding was canceled. He hoped his love was alright now; he hadn't been there to comfort him like he should have been.

He chugged back his drink before asking for another. Draco and Blaise hadn't really needed the bar, but he was glad they got it; he sure as hell needed this.

Harry was glad he knew how to hold his alcohol because after another two glasses, he should have been feeling pretty damn tipsy. He snorted. It would take him forever to get drunk now. He had suffered a pretty bad drinking problem after that last fight with Sirius.

He sighed again and put down his newly refreshed drink; getting drunk here would solve nothing. It would only give Draco and Blaise more things to worry about him and he really didn't want them stressed about him this early into their new bond.

Just then, someone walked in the doors of the ballroom everyone was in for the party. Glancing up without really caring, Harry had to do a double take and almost fell out of his chair in shock at who it was.

Standing at his 6 feet tall, dressed like the pureblood he was in his elegant robes; with his hair falling just above his broad shoulders and those ocean blue eyes was Sirius Black.

What the bloody hell did they do, Harry thought. He knew he should be moving to leave unseen, but he couldn't seem to take his eyes off the man he loved more than his own life.

Gods, how he missed that man. It had been too long since he had seen him. That short period of time a year ago was not enough it seemed, because now, he felt paralyzed by the mere presence of him.

Sirius's eyes looked around the room, looking for Malfoy and Zabini so he could say his congratulations and leave. This wasn't his thing, but he figured the boys who had been so good to his lo - godson deserved proper felicitation.

He looked around again and couldn't seem to find them. But he had found someone else. Someone he had been trying to get off his mind for the past year. Someone who wouldn't leave him alone in his thoughts the way he was in reality. Someone who he realized he was in love with. His eyes met Harry’s across the room and he couldn't look away from those enchanting orbs of emerald green.

Before he really knew what he was doing, he was walking towards the boy - no, man that he loved. He couldn't fight it anymore; he didn't think he wanted to. Not if he could look into those damn eyes every day for the rest of his life.

He stood in front his godson, not caring that there were people watching, not caring that they were practically related, and sure as hell not caring if James would mind; all the things that would have mattered a year ago, didn't anymore. Not after seeing the anxious, yet somehow love filled, look on Harry's face.

Sirius said nothing, just grabbed Harry's hand and led him down a hallway. He had no idea where he was going; all he knew was that he had to get Harry alone, he had to tell Harry how he felt. If it wasn't already too late.

He opened a door on his right, discovering it to be, quite obviously, a guest room. Pulling Harry through behind him and, after the door was firmly shut and a silencing charm surrounding the room, he pushed the smaller man into the door.

Sirius looked into Harry's eyes, hating the fear that was there. He had put that there and now he would have to find a way to make it go away.

"I'm sorry." Sirius whispered, watching Harry's eyes widen at the words.

"For what?" Harry asked in the same tone.

"For taking so long." Sirius brought his lips down to Harry's. He knew he deserved nothing more than to be pushed away and told to go to hell, but he couldn't help but feel like the luckiest man on earth when, after a minute of coaxing, Harry tentatively wrapped his arms around the older man's neck, kissing him back.

Harry couldn't believe this was happening. The one other time they had done this, he had had to initiate the contact. And now, three and a half years later, Sirius was kissing him. He had moved first. Harry was terrified that this was just cruel joke his dreams decided to play on him again, or maybe it was the alcohol; but at the moment, he couldn't stop. Not when he finally got what he had wanted for so long.

The kiss became passionate and needy when Harry felt Sirius's hard cock against his own. Luckily, they were now about the same height, thanks to his growth spurt in 7th year.

Harry felt himself being lifted into strong arms before being laid down on the bed, the kiss never once being broken. He felt the warm weight of Sirius on top of him and moaned softly, loving it more than anything else that could possibly be done to him.

Nimble fingers undid the buttons on his shirt, sliding it off his shoulders. His trousers were undone and slipped down his legs. Sirius moved his lips down Harry's neck, nibbling and sucking. Harry combed his fingers through his lover's hair moaning at him for more.

Harry was soon completely naked and writhing beneath Sirius, desperate for friction so he could get off. Suddenly, Sirius's touch was completely gone. Harry's eyes popped open to find Sirius divesting himself of his clothes. Harry moaned again, just the sight of Sirius was enough to get him to his peak.

He watched Sirius take his clothes off with hooded eyes, slowly stroking his rock hard shaft. He knew that in the morning, if Sirius said this had been a mistake, it would kill him. But right now, he would take all he could get, and spend the rest of his life remembering it as often as possible.

Before that thought process could get him depressed, however, Sirius was on him again. Hands stroked heated flesh, his tongue licked at the sweat glistening skin.

Sirius licked a long, slow path up from Harry's belly button to his ear. He started to whisper what he was going to do to Harry's body.

"Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are? I can't wait to sink my cock deep into the heat of your body, that tight little hole clenching around my cock as you come just from me fucking you. I'll watch as your body writhes with the pleasure only I can give you. Do you like the sound of that Harry? Does the thought of me fucking you get you hard for me?"

Harry wrapped his arms around Sirius's shoulders, bringing his lips to the older man's ear, "I want you to fuck me, Sirius. I want you to take me, claim me, make me yours for the rest of our lives. I want to belong to you and only you, and the only way I can do that is if you shut the hell up and make good on your promises. Please Sirius. I've waited so long. Fuck me."

Sirius moaned at the words leaving his godson's mouth, and decided to do as he suggested.

Well? What do you think? Tell me, tell me, tell me. The next chapter is the real fun part. ;D lol.

Love,

Kitkat
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