The Irresistible Poison

Upstairs Shagging

'Stared with that dark kind of fire. The dark kind of fire he'd tried to avoid.' Sirius Black wants Harry. And Sirius Black gets what he wants. Twoshot. SBHP. Mentions RLHG. Not compatible OotP onwards.

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For about the fiftieth time that hour, Harry tried to flatten down his unruly hair. Without success.

"Stop worrying. It will be fine. And even if it isn't, your hair will have nothing to do with it," Sirius said patiently, watching his lover from the big double bed they now shared.

Harry turned around, growling. "It won't be alright! They'll all stare as if we're mad, probably laugh because they think its a joke, and when they find out that it isn't they'll go ballistic! What Voldermort couldn't do, I pretty sure a family of Weasley's can!" Damn. Now he'd worked himself into a state.

"You think they'll be trying to kill you? I'm the pedophile here. Especially since I was the one who came onto you." Sirius laughed. "More likely, they'll probably think I've Confunded you, or put you under the Imperius curse. And I'll be the one to get attacked by Molly's wooden spoon."

Harry glared into the mirror. A poor attempt at humour was not going to put his mind at ease. Not at a time like this.

"I'm serious," he said in frustration.

"Hey! I'm Sirius too!" he replied brightly, offering a grin.

"I'm warning you. I'm not beyond hexing you into oblivion," Harry threatened in return.

Sirius sighed. He stood up slowly, and padded over to where his godson stood. He wrapped his arms around the other man's waist, studying his face intently.

"It will be alright. They're your family. They're my family. They'll be happy for us, because we're happy. And," he added, "We always have Hermione to calm down the angry mob and their pitchforks. She knew I loved you before I knew."

Harry gaped. "She knew? How? I thought nobody had noticed."

"She knew. She was the one who told me to go for it. Don't ask me how she knew though, it was when I was trying to be secretive when I looked at you. Remus knew too though. Can't keep anything from that man. Way too sharp."

At that Harry did smile. Now that Hermione and Remus were together, they pair were rarely apart, and Hermione was a great mum to Teddy.

"They make a good match," he said, his smile lingering.

Sirius smiled back. "Come on. Us being late won't help anybody."

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"More potatoes dear?" asked Mrs. Weasley gently, giving him a pitying look. She always thought he was far too skinny. Harry's stomach twisted guiltily. He felt like he was about to be sick. What was she going to say when she found out? What were all of them going to say when they found out?

"I'm right thanks Mrs Weasley," he managed. She smiled, and his stomach lurched again. "Excuse me." He bolted from the table, straight up the stairs to the bathroom.

Ron looked up from his mountainous pile of food. "Is he alright?" he asked with his mouth full.

"Ronald!" Molly snapped. "Swallow your food before you talk!"

"Sorry," he muttered.

"I think I'll go check on him," said Sirius worriedly from his seat next to Fred. "I'll be back in a minute."

Taking the stairs three at a time, Sirius avoided the squeaky floor boards as he padded up to the bathroom. He could hear the sounds of vomiting within.

"Harry?" he asked, knocking on the door. "Are you alright? Can I come in?" Something inside went thump.

"Yeah. Yeah come in." Sirius walked in to find Harry lying spread eagle on the cool bathroom tiles, looking slightly pale. The air smelt sweet, and he assumed he'd just cast a cleaning charm.

"Are you alright?" he asked again, sitting down next to his lover.

"Yes. No. They're going to hate us," Harry replied miserably, without looking at him, and missed the hurt look that crossed Sirius's face.

Sirius was silent for a moment. "We don't have to tell anybody today. If you aren't ready. Or-" he paused for a moment. "Or if you are regretting it... please tell me." The last was whispered, as if he was afraid to hear the answer.

Harry looked up at him, mouth open in surprise. The Sirius he knew didn't have doubts like that.

"No." Harry sat up, placing his arm on his lovers. "No. I am not having doubts. If they screamed at us, and hexed us out of the room, I still would not leave you. I just don't want them to reject us. But I'm not going to change just because they want me too. I love you." For the first time, Harry saw the other side of Sirius, the side that Azkaban had given him. The Sirius afraid of rejection, and afraid of losing the people he loved. The side he hid from the world.

A look of relief flooded Sirius's face. "I love you too," he said with a smile, and in an instant his vulnerability was gone. "But why are you so nervous then?"

Harry gave a wry grin. "Like I said, I don't want them to reject us. They are our family."

"They won't. I'm sure of it."

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"What were you two doing up there?" asked Fred as they came down the stairs together.

"Shagging?" George joked. Everyone at the table laughed, except for Molly who had a scandalized look on her face.

"George!" she chided.

"He's right, Mrs. Weasley," said Harry as he sat down. "You can't tell him off for being right."

Molly's mouth dropped open, and the table roared with laughter, Harry and Sirius joining in.

"Really! That is not something you joke about!" she said in distaste.

"Mum," said Ginny, trying to be reasonable. "Everybody says things like that these days. You need to move with the times."

"I need to move with the times? If I ever catch you saying things like that, you'll be grounded before you can say Merlin!" she snapped.

Ginny laughed. "You can't ground me anymore mum. I'm a bit old for that."

Arthur winced. A full out Weasley fight was not something anybody wanted to watch.

"So, what was the news you needed to tell us all Sirius? There was a reason for us being here, wasn't there?" he asked, changing the subject carefully. People turned to look at their fellow Order member, eager to have somewhere other than the family feud to focus their attention.

Sirius gulped. Now he realised why Harry was so nervous.

"Erm... yes." He stood up, motioning for Harry to do so as well. "You see... well... um. We- that is, Harry and I, are..." he trailed off, looking around desperately for some help. The twins sniggered.

"Spit it out mate," said Ron from his corner.

For a moment nobody said anything, though Remus and Hermione had a knowing look on their faces.

"We're together," said Harry suddenly, and sat back down in his chair with a thump. "Can I have some potatoes now, Mrs. Weasley?" The room was dead quiet for what seemed to be an eternity to Sirius, who was still standing awkwardly in front of his chair.

Finally, Ron managed to find his voice. "What?" he croaked, the disbelief evident.

"We're together," Harry repeated, and shoved a forkful of potatoes into his mouth. Shell shocked that Harry had been the one to say it, Sirius sat down.

"Together?" asked Kingsley slowly. "As in... boyfriend girlf-" he winced. "Boyfriend boyfriend together?"

"Uh huh," he said with his mouth full. Again everything went quiet.

"And your happy, right?" asked Remus, probing for an answer to reassure the group.

At this Harry looked up. "Yeah." He looked across at his lover, and gave him a gentle smile, his eyes sparkling. "I love him. And he loves me." He looked back at Remus, and then at everybody else sitting at the table. "We're happy together. I'm happier than I've been since... ever. I'm happier than I've ever been." Silence again.

"So," began Fred a few seconds later. "When you said you were upstairs shagging. You were kidding, right?"

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I recently fell in love with Sirius and Harry, so I just had to write this. Like? Review and you get a cookie.

Lady Sarai