#harrius

Sirry. But only because Harry cannot have normal relationships with adults. Sirius either doesn’t realize how wrong it is, or, he just misses James so much that he overlooks how attached Harry is. How close he gets..

Sirry. But Sirius never goes further than Harry does. He wouldn’t put anything into action. Harry is the one who always anxiously scoots over to cuddle his side.

Sirry. But no one thinks it’s weird. It’s just a boy who needs support finding comfort in his godfather, finally. To Sirius that’s all he wants to see. Deep down he knows Harry is a tinge too clingy.

Sirry. Harry can’t take how attracted he is to his godfather. He knows it’s weird but tries to play it cool for the most part. Though sleeping in the same bed as an adult is pretty weird for a teenager, probably…

💞 [FIC] I walk the line 💞

Author: ??? Prompt: #43 Ship: Sirius Black/Harry Potter WC: 4.1k Rating: M Warnings: Implied but non-explicit dub-con due to hidden identity/polyjuice potion.

Creator's Note: Thanks to the mods for organizing this fest and for being so kind, communicative, and understanding! Additional Content Warning: This fic contains implied but non-explicit dub-con due to a character hiding their identity from a partner via polyjuice. If the idea of dub-con makes you uncomfortable, reconsider your decision to read this fic. Thanks to R for the beta. You're a gem, as always.

Summary:

When Harry finally cast the soul view spell only to see the Canis Major constellation appear before his eyes, he went a little insane. Is this what the Black madness feels like? he’d wondered. When he’d sobered up the next day, Harry tried to imagine a scenario in which Sirius wouldn’t recoil the moment Harry told him they were soulmates. But in every set of circumstances Harry’s brain came up with, Sirius could never get past it. So Harry had decided to create a scenario where none of his objections would apply. 

Harry has just woken up from a particularly horrid nightmare. Crying. Trembling. Whining. And Sirius?

He’s currently holding him and comforting him to the best of his abilities.

Harry mumbles to himself softly, both hoping Sirius hears him but also looses his ability of hearing just for this very moment. Not thinking. Just blurting it under his shaken breaths. “I wish I was James. Then you’d really love me back.”