Midnight Disaster | Harry Potter FanFiction

Capitulum Quartum

With everything that had happened Harry had wanted to stay with Ron and Hermione in the Weasley tents but Sirius and Remus wouldn't allow it. All it took was that look Sirius usually gave him meaning 'we've talked about this and no one can know about it'. Word had passed quickly that Viktor Krum had given the Snitch he caught to the-boy-who-lived making Harry the most sought out person by the press, only adding to the reasons they needed to depart as soon as possible.

They walked with the Weasleys and Hermione to their campsite. Harry quickly bid goodbye to everyone, making sure to tell Ron and Hermione he would write to them. Remus pulled out the portkey Dumbledore had given them and waited for Harry to join him and Sirius. When Harry did, Remus held out the portkey for Sirius and Harry to touch then muttered the password 'sanctuary'.

With pull from behind their navels, they disappeared and reappeared in their quarters at Hogwarts. Without a word between them, the three collapsed on the sofa, completely exhausted. Harry let his eyes close as his body started to lean to his left. With the silence and peacefulness currently surrounding them, Harry finally felt all of the tiredness he should have felt the previous night and then some. Within a matter of minutes, Harry was asleep with a soft smile still on his face.

Sirius and Remus glanced down at the sleeping teen leaning into Remus' shoulder. "Do you want to talk to Dumbledore or should I?" Sirius asked quietly. "He should probably know what happened today."

Remus let out a sigh. "I'll do it," he whispered. "I tend to listen better when Dumbledore gets technical in his explanations and Harry will want an explanation." Remus carefully lifted his right arm and wrapped it around the Harry, allowing him to slowly lie down on his lap. "Did you notice Fudge and the Malfoys after Krum gave Harry the Snitch?"

Sirius held in a laugh. "I don't think I've ever seen that family so jealous," he said candidly then turned serious. "Fudge is an idiot. I can't believe you came to his rescue like that. What were you thinking?"

"Rescue?" Remus asked in confusion. "I was basically badmouthing Fudge to Obalonsk. That was why he was laughing so hard. I just apologized for Fudge acting like git because he is one."

Sirius grinned. "Moony, sometimes you surprise me," he said proudly as he stood up. "I'm beat. I can take Harry to his room so you can visit the old man before it gets too late." Carefully, Sirius picked up the small fourteen-year-old and shook his head slowly. Harry was too light for anyone near his age. "This kid needs to gain some weight," he muttered to no one in particular.

He entered Harry's room and gently set Harry down on the bed. Carefully, Sirius pried the Snitch out of Harry's fingers, pulled out his wand and immobilized it. He then placed the golden ball on Harry's bed side table, knowing Harry would probably want to know where it was first thing in the morning. Careful not to disturb the sleeping teen, Sirius slowly removed Harry's shoes, glasses and wand holster with wand still firmly attached before covering him up with a blanket.

Kneeling down at Harry's bedside, Sirius ran his fingers through Harry's hair like he had over a year ago at Privet Drive, when he had posed as the faithful dog Midnight. Harry let out a moan as he leaned into the touch. It had surprised Sirius when Harry had hugged him and Remus after the match. Most teenagers wouldn't openly show affection towards their guardians in public.

But Harry was different. For some reason Harry felt the need to thank Sirius and Remus for everything they did for him. This worried Sirius. It worried him that Harry felt like he didn't deserve what every other child with loving parents seemed to take for granted. That was something Sirius hoped he could change. Harry did deserve everything and more that every other child got. Harry deserved to be loved.