Tumbling Fantasies

Chapter 2

( A.N - Harry I imagine for this fiction is a clumsy but internally thirsty? Or naughty Harry Potter. )

"Prongslet I want you down for breakfast within the next 3 minutes or I'm letting lily flower know you went clubbing last night!"

This woke him up like lightning, he knew Sirius would never out him like that but sometimes Sirius had a very loose brain to mouth filter and would end up spilling out too much. The headache which followed as he regained his steady vision made him swear to himself to never drink until he drowned again. Not that he followed up on his promises the last twenty times.

A quick shower and brush of teeth later, he slumped onto the kitchen bar stool as Sirius served him scrambled eggs and toast. The look Sirius gave him was enough to know he wept onto his shoulder again last night.

Don't get him wrong, he loved his family very much, and his entire family knew almost everything about him; his sexuality, friends, boyfriends, drinking habits and everything in between, it's just that he hated the worrywarts that Lily and Moony were, and James just starts acting like a protective mamabear and the only sensible person is such situations was Sirius even if he had the tendency to go off tangent at multiple times.

"Was is Tom Riddle again?" Harry asked as Sirius brought his plate to the table and sat beside him.

"It was Tom Riddle again." Was his reply in between bites.

Harry groaned out loud and thumped his head on the table. He knew he was a little bit obsessed with Tom but he really couldn't help himself. Tom was as fit as you could get and had muscles to die for. He never smiled but the way his lips tilted up at the corners in a half smirk was enough to weaken Harry in his knees. Tom Riddle was a charmer, the chairperson for Student Council, model student, top of his class and the best rifle shooter in Hogwarts University. But the best part about him were his eyes, they were purple in colour as if they had been Blue & Red alternatively in his previous lives and were merging into one this time around.

Harry's cheeks tinted pink as he kept on daydreaming about Tom Riddle while Sirius tried to hold his laughter in. Sirius loved his godson more than life but sometimes, times like these he really felt humourous about how much of a idiot he was. Just like his Father.

"Snap out of it, you fool" Sirius said as he clapped in from of Harry's face.

Harry startled back into the plain of living to see Sirius infront of him with a cheshire cat grin. Harry felt his cheeks heat up furthermore as he turned a bright red colour.

"Why don't you ask him out already prongslet?"

"He doesn't even know I exist, and just yesterday he rejected Terry in Cafeteria when he asked him out on a date".

"It might have been because he was waiting for you to gather courage to ask him out"

"This isn't a Romance fiction where the protagonist is secretly loved by his crush Padfoot, this is real life where said crush really doesn't know the protagonist and never will".

"So do something to make him notice you."

"No, nope, not happening ever. I'm quite happy to watch him from a distance and will continue to do so till the end of our college life and we go on to live our individual lives, away from each other."

"Prongslet, this seems quite serious to me."

"No Siri, it is not so stop trying to make it. Anyway, I need to go I have literature lecture at 9:40 am and I just have about 30 mins to reach campus and Draco will be whining about not being on time at campus because I was late to reach pick-up stop".

Harry grabbed his bag and left with a good day hug from Siri.

A.N - I think I'm getting a hang of writing now.