REWRITTEN! The Truth Untold

Chapter Twenty-Six

AUTHOR'S NOTE: So sorry for the year break.

My kids health took an unexpected turn and I've been busy with them and their treatments and now thankfully they are better and life is calmed a little more.

As an apology I will be posting two chapters tonights.❤️

I won't be posting every week like I use to, maybe once to twice a month, but I will be posting again.

Sirius arrived at Henry's house only 30 minutes after Harry. Henry was sitting on the green sofa when he stepped through the floo.

"Good someone can finally tell me why my son is upstairs crying and refusing to talk to me." Henry had his arms folded as he stared at Sirius expectantly.

"My husband happened." Sirius took the bag off his shoulder and set it down on the empty chair, "Is Harry okay?"

"I don't know, he asked to be alone as soon as he got here." Sirius glanced at the stairs concerned for his mate, "I'll show you to his room and if he still wants to be alone I'll show you to the guest room beside him."

"Thanks but if Harry doesn't want me here I can stay somewhere else."

"Don't be silly. He wants you here, hell he'd even want Remus here, but he also likes to be alone sometimes especially when he's hurt."

Sirius followed Henry up the stairs and towards a door that he opened revealing it to be a typical teenage bedroom with a bookshelf overflowing with books, a desk with school books and journals on it, a set of double doors and a single door probably leading to a closet and ensuite respectively. The bed was pushed into a corner and on the bed was a lump completely covered by blankets.

"I told you I wanted to be alone Papa." Harry's voice came out muffled from under the blue comforter.

"I just wanted to check on you." Sirius spoke up watching as Harry moved the comforter to only reveal his head and stared at him, "Can I come in?" Harry nodded, lifting the blanket up higher in invitation. Sirius stepped into the room, toed his shoes off, set his bag down, and hurried under the blanket to wrap his arms around his mate.

"I'll be downstairs if you two need anything." Henry said before he was closing the door behind him and leaving them alone.

"I'm sorry my husband is an insecure dumbass sometimes." Sirius said feeling Harry's body shake in laughter against his.

"Thank you for coming here."

"Of course. Do you want to talk about it?"

Harry didn't respond right away and after a minute or two of silence Sirius was willingly to just drop the subject, but then Harry pulled away to look at him, a question in his eyes that Sirius didn't like.

"Am I ruining your marriage?" Harry spoke softly, his eyebrows pulled together.

"What? No, of course not. Why would you think that?"

"Because you're here in my bed with a bag presumably full of clothes and your husband is at Hogwarts alone. It feels like You and I are closer than Remus and I and this isn't your first disagreement since I've come into the picture."

"I'm here in your bed because out of the two of you, you need me the most. You and I are closer because Remus is so insecure at times he just- he doesn't initiate anything he's always been like that. Also you and I had an entire week to ourselves when Remus was going through his first Rut. As for Remus and I arguing, that's a normal occurrence. Trust me it has nothing to do with you."