I Do What I Want (Drarry)

Godfathers

            They sat up quickly and were surprised to see Severus and Remus standing near the floo. Severus was sneering down at them in disgust but Remus was staring down at them with fondness and a hint of envy.

            "What are you two doing here? I thought that you left to do some research." Harry asked.

            Severus scowled at Remus. "Lupin remembered that he still needed to give you your birthday gift. So here we are. Why he couldn't just owl it to you is beyond me. By the way, you should really close down your floo when you are home alone. Anybody could just waltz in here." Severus said arching a brow.

            "Obviously." Draco drawled looking pointedly at his godfather. Severus huffed but didn't respond. Remus's mouth was twitching as he stepped forward and handed Harry a package.

            "I would have liked to have given this to you on your birthday but this is fine too." Harry waved away the apology. Honestly it had been the full moon, like he would have expected Remus to be there. Silly werewolf. He made to open the gift but Remus interrupted.

            "I found this a couple days before I came to see you after the Skeeter article. This didn't cost me anything and it really isn't something you should thank me for." Harry was confused but waited patiently. "I don't know if you are aware of this but Sirius left me some gold in his will. After the reading of the will they moved what Sirius had left me into my vault and I don't know if this was supposed to be in my stuff or if it was an accident. Either way it belongs to you."

            Harry felt a pang of loss at his godfather's name but he was also curious. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry in a show of support as Harry ripped the wrapping off.

            Harry let out a cry of disbelief and dropped the present. Luckily Draco had the sense to catch it.

            "Oi! Be careful with me pup!" Harry covered his mouth in shock as he stared at a painting of his godfather.

            "Wow you grew up some Harry. Less scrawny and I hate to tell you this but your hair seems to have gotten worse." Harry's eyes filled with tears and he buried his head into Draco's neck. Draco tore his eyes away from his dead cousin and ran the hand not holding the painting through Harry's hair. With his attention focused on Harry, Draco missed the calculating look Sirius was sending him.

            "It's alright love. I got you." Draco said quietly kissing the side of Harry's head.

            Harry didn't know what to think. He could remember the brief hope that Sirius would come back as a ghost but that had been dashed when Nearly Headless Nick told him otherwise. Harry had resigned himself from never being able to see Sirius again. Harry had never even considered the possibility that Sirius would have a painting somewhere. The thought of holding a conversation with him was amazing... but Harry couldn't face him. Couldn't face the knowledge that he had been the one responsible for his godfather's death.

            "Harry." Draco said sternly. Harry shook his head and hid his face further. Draco sighed and looked at Sirius's painting. "Do you mind if I have Remus hold you for a minute cousin Sirius?" Sirius's eyes widened at the respectful tone. Remus had been singing the boys praise since he came back from seeing Harry but Sirius could still remember everything Harry used to say about his cousin. Maybe Remus had been right when he said that the Malfoy heir had changed.

            Remus stepped up and grabbed the painting without waiting to see if Sirius would agree. Remus made sure that Sirius could still see what was going on though.