REWRITTEN! The Truth Untold

Chapter Thirteen

A/N: This chapter is almost 11k words which may not seem like a lot to us avid readers, but I have been actively trying to keep my chapters short for those busy people trying to read a quick chapter. This is not a short chapter!

This is also the last chapter James is going ot actively comment about Sirius, Remus, and Harry together. Henry has trained him well, he has learned his lesson, he is staying silent.

This is also the last chapter Lily is actively "bad". You are going to HATE HER, but she gets better after this chapter.

Lastly.

The scene with Sirius and Harry and his leg was written in my very first draft of this story in a notebook I wrote in during classes. This was written before a certain song came out, so don't be coming for me in the comments.

That is all. Have fun reading.

-Day One- Wednesday-

Sirius woke up first which he was immediately grateful about considering the pillow did absolutely little to stop him from reaching his arm and touching Harry's bare waist. Harry was sleeping facing Sirius, his left leg thrown over the long pillow and his pant leg rose up past his knee. At first Sirius didn't even register it, but then he was sitting up and rubbing his eyes and that's when he noticed it.

He had seen the scars last night on Harry's waist, Remus had even told him they were there and he had a lot of practice of pretending scars don't exist, but the ones on Harry were more gruesome. Again Remus had told him, but Remus also liked to exaggerate when it came to scars, especially his own so Sirius had assumed that's what he did with Harry's. He didn't.

They weren't gross by any means, they were actually pretty wicked, but it was his entire leg with indented scars clearly made by a claw. The one on his waist was almost clean cut compared to the ones on his leg which was anything except clean cut. Sirius didn't know why he thought Harry just had one long claw mark down to his ankle, he knew that's not how werewolf attacks are like, but in his head that's just what he had pictured. It was not that at all, it was multiple deep scars, some long, some short, some didn't indent as deep as the others. Looking away Sirius grabbed the bundled up covers and covered Harry up again watching as he breathed in deeply then relaxed with a soft growl in his chest.

"Knock knock." Sirius turned just in time as the door opened and Henry poked his head in with a grin, "Oh good you're awake. I already got breakfast arriving here soon so get dressed, here I had a house elf get a bag of your clothes for you when it was safe to do so. The spell says Remus is sleeping right now, but his rut is in full swing so it's best you don't go in there." Sirius nodded, catching the bag he had tossed into the room so it didn't hit the floor and wake Harry.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Harry still has a few hours before I need to wake up so James said if you need to you can shower in his room."

"Showered last night." Henry nodded, then frowned as he looked at the bed.

"Is that a pillow between the two of you?"

"Harry's idea."

"Harry's idea or were you so uncomfortable he did it for you?" Sirius blushed, making Henry laugh, "Yeah I have no idea why James is so worried about you three being alone when you're the one blushing like a virgin over sharing a bed." With that Henry closed the door behind him and Sirius got out of bed going to the ensuite to get ready for the day.

When he left the bathroom he found Harry still sleeping so he made sure to be as quick and quiet as possible as he left the room avoiding looking in whatever direction James was in.