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'So...' Harry stands right in the middle of Sirius' room entrance, his hands fidgeting and his eyes looking anywhere but at his Godfather, bashful. 'Uhm...'

Sirius raises an eyebrow. 'Yes, Harry dear?' Harry groans and Sirius smiles.

'I told you to stop! It's not funny anymore!'

'Nonsense. I have no idea what you're talking about. Now, why don't you sit here and tell me what's troubling you, sweetie-pie?' Harry's eyes widen at that last sentence, any annoyance at Sirius' cheesy nicknames gone as his cheeks colour red. Sirius' eyebrow arches once again. 'Don't tell me you thought you were being slick with that?'

More frustrated groans leave the boy's lips as he makes his way to Sirius' bed, sitting down and pulling his knees against his chest.

'This is stupid. How do you always know?'

'Come on, Haz, I changed your diapers and walked around with baby vomit on my clothes –'

Harry screeches in an attempt to stop his Godfather from bringing up any more embarrassing shenanigan, but Sirius is hardly deterred.

'I held you in my arms as you cried after that kid told you Santa wasn't real and I actually got you that Snitch toy –'

'And then you showed up at his parents' house and gave them an angry rant, saying that if they want to taint their children so young they should at least make sure they don't go around ruining others.' The teen adds painfully.

'Of course, I did, nobody is allowed to make my pumpkin –' a whine. 'pie cry. So, out with it, what's wrong?'

'I...' With a deep breath, he shuts his eyes close. 'I think... I think I might, I don't... I'm not sure – I think I may fancy someone?'

The statement is met with silence and Harry is afraid to look at his Godfather, feeling his cheeks burn. God, this is embarrassing.

It's only after he hears the sound of an ink bottle smashing against the floor, and feels Sirius' hands hold both his arms, that he cracks an eye open and sees his Godfather crouched right in front of him.

'Who is it?'

'Uh –'

'Bambi, who is it? It's Ron, right?'

Harry is sure his face must resemble a bell pepper. 'H-How –?' but Sirius squeezes his shoulders before he can finish that sentence.

'I bloody knew it. Of course, it's the redhead, oh Moony is going to pay up –' the muttering comes to a halt when Harry clears his throat, trying to get Sirius' attention back. 'Oh, yes, of course, you know it's totally alright to like a friend, especially at your age, right baby? Liking a boy is not the end of the world, I mean, especially when they so clearly like you ba –'

'So,' Harry interrupts him before Sirius can get lost in his rambling. 'You are... alright with it? You're not freaking out?'

'Oh, I'll have my freaking out over how fast my little one is growing later, probably after a few glasses of wine, which you know you aren't allowed –' Harry frowns, he was allowed a sip of wine from his Godfather's glass sometimes, on occasions. 'But now, I want to know everything. So? Your best friend?'

Harry's face heats up once again. 'Yeah... It came out of nowhere!' Sirius nods in understanding before taking a seat beside his Godson, ready to ask for every detail.

The whumper has had power for years now, they’re used to getting what they want and people like the caretaker have never been able to touch them. Their reign isn’t permanent though, and when they inevitably fall from grace the caretaker is ready to avenge the whumpee.

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Kiran yanked him back with a spectral force, hard enough that he actually falls onto the floor of the cave, dropping his phone with a grunt of surprise from him.

Clark sighed at Kiran’s tone, sitting up a little disappointed in himself.

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