Dealing with Sirius Topics (Sirius x Reader)

Just Like Old Times

I woke up the next morning and got ready as usual and made my way down to the great hall, Harry was sitting alone for once. I checked my watch and saw that breakfast hadn't officially started yet, so I decided to sit next to him.

"Good Morning mischief, why are you up so early?" I asked poking his cheek.

"I couldn't fall back asleep; I've just been worried lately." Harry said looking down to the table.

"About what? Don't tell me Snape's giving you an even more awful time..." I warned slightly.

"No, it's not that, I just can't shake the awful feelings I get from the dementors." He explained softly. I nodded, hopping he would go on. "I- I just want to know, why do I pass out? And why am I the only one?"

I thought for a bit before answering, I had never fainted from the dementors, but they always made me feel awful, more so than others. "Well, the dementors feed off of the negative emotions, and unfortunately Harry, you have a lot of those, it's not because your unhappy, but because you have such an unhappy past." I explained as I wrapped my arm around his shoulder.

Harry leaned his head on my shoulder. "Well how come I always here some ladies screaming when I pass out?" He asked poking at a piece of toast he had.

"Well it's probably connected to your worst memory which would be that Halloween night 12 years ago." I said thinking about the screams. "I-uh I was there when it happened." I said softly, trying to hide my tears.

"Y-You were?" Harry asked looking up towards me.

"I was the one who found you." I said rubbing his head. "I had gotten there right as Voldemort killed Lily. My wand was out but I was paralyzed." I could feel my throat getting dry. "Paralyzed with fear."

"Fear of Voldemort?" Harry asked lifting his head off of my shoulder.

I looked over to meet his eyes. "Fear of losing those I loved." Harry looked down at his hands. "As soon as I casted my protection spell Lily was on the ground and he had taken his hit on you, but you, somehow, reversed his spell and he fell to the floor." I explained as I could feel small tears escape from my eyes.

"So, it was you and my mom who I hear." Harry said wiping one of my tears. I nodded sadly as I remembered that night.

"But there's no use dwelling on it for too long." I said quickly wiping my eyes. "I remember when I picked you up and you were a mess, just like me." I joked with him; Harry laughed a bit. "Then your godfather came by and we cried as you fell asleep." I explained feeling another tear flow down my face.

"You always refer to my godfather as my godfather and not by his name, why is that?" Harry asked, I could feel his gaze on my back.

"Well, names aren't important. If I told you he was Lupin, would it matter all that much?" I asked him.

"Well it would matter a bit." Harry said thinking.

"But you wouldn't look at him different. He still the same man who was best friends with your father and the love of my life." I explained. "So, it shouldn't matter his name whether it's Albus Dumbledore, Peter Pettigrew, or even Sirius Black." I said nonchalantly.

Harry nodded. "I guess it wouldn't really matter all that much." He said as he finally looked a bit better. "Thanks for telling me Auntie (Y/n), it seems like you're the only one who tells me the truth." Harry said as he hugged me.

I nodded hugging him back. "So, I don't suppose you'll be going to Hogsmeade today?" I asked as I began to eat some toast.

"I haven't got my permission form signed." Harry said slightly, he began to open his mouth before I held up my hand to stop him.