Broken Memoirs

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"Are you an idiot?" Harry deadpanned.

"I have to at least try." Sirius stated, looking determined. "Look, if I can catch the little bastard I might actually have a chance at getting my name cleared."

Rubbing a hand across his face, Harry let out an irritated sigh. Sometimes he wondered why he even bothered. The time for school was just around the corner. Just this morning he had received the letter detailing what supplies he needed that year.

"Just, bring me into the school with you. Nobody would bat an eye if you claimed that I was your familiar." Sirius said.

Harry could feel his eyebrow ticking. "A huge, scary dog to go along with my basilisk? I can see that going over quite well, can't you? Besides, I've never seen anyone bring a dog to Hogwarts."

"Please, Harry." Sirius pleaded. "I spent 12 years in prison, framed and thrown away without a trial to the most hellish place on earth. Please take me with you."

"And what if we get caught on the way in, hm? What then?" Harry drawled. "No, it's best you stayed here and out of trouble, and out of getting me in trouble. I have enough problems as it is without having to add 'worrying about my rash godfather' to the list."


"Don't worry, Sirius. I'll catch that little creep, if only for my own satisfaction." Harry nearly purred. He was becoming more like Sebastian. It had honestly disgusted him when he found out that Ron's pet rat was apparently an animagus in hiding. Sirius had returned home one day with the Daily Prophet, raving about how he had found Pettigrew. Harry couldn't even manage to be angry at the man for almost getting himself uncovered by leaving the house, he was much more sickened by the fact that he had shared a room with the rat for nearly two years.

Sirius pouted at him, before finally conceding to let Harry solve the problem on his own. Harry knew his godfather probably wanted revenge, but it would most likely be for the best if Sirius didn't get caught before he could exact it.

Somehow, he and Sirius had come to an understanding after his little outburst.

"Do you love him?" Sirius asked quietly.

"I-I don't know." Harry murmured, his face burning. And it was true, the feelings he held for Sebastian were too confusing for him to decipher. He just wasn't sure where Ciel's feelings ended and his began. Did he truly love Sebastian or was it just an echo of what Ciel had felt for the demon?

"Well, whatever it may be, just know that I'll always love you." Sirius stated. Harry gasped as his godfather pulled him into his arms and hugged him. After a while, Harry managed to hug the man back. Pulling away, Sirius gave him a warm smile that quickly turned devious. "But that doesn't mean I condone whatever you two are doing, or planning on doing. You're only 13!"

Harry's face became even more red. "Well, technically I lived to 13 twice so shouldn't that make me 26?"

"Even if you did have the mind of a 26 year old, you're still stuck in the body of a 13 year old. Do this old man a favor and try to control yourselves."

Harry nearly groaned in embarrassment as he remembered the conversation. He and Sebastian hadn't really done anything, just a couple kisses here and there, nothing nearly as bad as what he and Sebastian had got up to in his past life. Though, he guessed Sirius was right. It was weird, and quite possibly wrong of him to be doing such things at this age, but it hadn't really occurred to him.

In his past life, there had been no reason for him to "save" his virtue. All that had mattered to him was erasing painful memories and replacing them with pleasurable ones. Sebastian had helped with that. Ciel had never expected to live that long after having sold his soul to a demon, so he had seen no reason to wait until he was of an appropriate age.

Now, however, things were a bit different; Harry was different. He wanted to learn more about the person that Ciel had fallen in love with, who Ciel had trusted enough to heal his wounds. Sebastian was still an anomaly to him.

"Should we go shopping today, bocchan?" Sebastian inquired, managing to break Harry out of his reverie.

"Huh? Oh, sure." Harry murmured in reply as he pushed what he had been thinking about to the back of his mind.

"Can I come?" Sirius asked.


"What? Why not? I'll be in my animagus form." Sirius whined.

"The same reason I'm not bringing you to Hogwarts, it's too dangerous for you." Harry stated. "Going into the muggle town with you is one thing, but going to Diagon Alley with you is just asking for trouble."

"Please, please, please? I need to go to Gringotts." Sirius pleaded. "Besides, no one will approach us with this bloke following you around." He stated as he jerked his thumb in Sebastian's direction.

"Why do you need to go to Gringotts?"

"Uh, no reason really, just need to check out my estate. I'm still head of the Black family you know, it's very prestigious." Sirius replied.

Harry smirked. "You're a terrible liar, Sirius." He drawled. "Fine, you can come with us. But, how can you be so sure that the goblins won't rat you out?"

"They don't like meddling in ministry affairs and don't really care about who people are as long as they have money." Sirius said.

"Whatever," Harry huffed. "Just try not to attract too much attention to yourself, okay?"

"I'll be on my best behavior." Sirius beamed.

Harry somehow doubted that.

Harry felt a smile light up his face as they entered Diagon Alley. Even after two years, he was still mesmerized by all of it. The magic that permeated the alley was welcoming and Harry got the feeling that he was returning home.

"What should we get first?" Sebastian asked from beside him.

Glancing over to the demon, Harry watched as Sebastian scanned the list of supplies. Sat at his feet was Sirius who somehow managed to look like he was pouting in dog-form. Harry giggled as he remembered how flustered his godfather had been once he had seen the leash and learned that Sebastian would be the one holding it.

"What are you so happy about?" Sebastian asked as he turned to smirk at Harry.

Feeling a blush coming to his cheeks, Harry glanced away. "Oh, nothing." He replied as he tried to stamp the strange flutter in his chest. "Let's head to the bookstore first." He suggested. It was strange how nowadays all it took was a smile from the demon to disarm him and make him feel all hazy. He mildly wondered if he had the same effect on Sebastian. 'I'm not thinking about this right now.' He thought, shaking his head minutely to clear his thoughts.

"How about we stop for lunch?" Sebastian suggested, after they finished most of their shopping. Sirius had been right, no one had dared to approach them, even the one's who had wanted to had been warded off by Sebastian's positively evil glare. It had been nice though, Harry had liked walking around as if he was just a normal person.

"Alright," Harry agreed, happy for a reprieve from the hustle and bustle of the alley. Quickly locating a restaurant, Sebastian led them in.

"A table for two, please." Sebastian said to the hostess.

"Alright, but you'll have to leave your dog outside." She replied apologetically.

"Can you please make an exception? Snuffles here is my familiar." Harry said, garnering the woman's attention. Seeing her eyes widen in recognition, Harry inwardly smirked. "I assure you, he's quite well behaved."

"O-OH! Of course, Mr. Potter, of course your familiar can come in." She said. "Uh, right this way; I'll take you to your table."

Harry smiled as they were escorted to their table and was barely able to cover up his glee at how flustered the woman was. Sat down at the table, Harry thanked her and watched as she scurried away.

"My, my, exploiting your fame with such an innocent expression." Sebastian drawled. "I didn't know you had it in you."

Harry merely smirked. "You must be rubbing off on me." He replied as he pat Sirius on the head. Wagging his tail a bit, Sirius eventually settled down beneath the table and out of sight of curious onlookers.

"Must be." Sebastian conceded, a devious looking smile curling at his lips. Once again Harry felt the insistent flutter in his chest and he gulped. Blood steadily rising to his face, Harry quickly switched his attention to the menu that the waitress had given him. Why? Why was he like this? At what point had he become this blushing mess that couldn't look Sebastian in the eye?

He hated this.

The trip to Gringotts went better than Harry could have expected, especially where his godfather was involved. Sirius got a private meeting with the goblin in charge of his estate and then they were on their way back home.

As soon as they arrived, Sirius changed back. "Aww," he sighed as he stretched his arms above his head. Frowning, he took his collar and leash off, before turning to smile at Harry. "Thanks for taking me. I'm gonna head up to bed, I'm absolutely knackered. Goodnight."

"Night," Harry replied. Hearing the door to Sirius' room shut, Harry suddenly grew nervous as he realized he and Sebastian were alone. "Uh, well, I'm off to my room as well—"

He nearly yelped as Sebastian's arms came around him and pulled him close. "Why are you avoiding me, bocchan?" The demon asked.

"A-avoiding? I'm not avoiding you." Harry gulped. They were so close now, with Sebastian's body pressed up against his back and the demon's breath on his ear, Harry was finding it difficult to breathe.

"Oh, but you have. Averting your gaze and trying to scurry away like a scared little rabbit; it's actually rather cute." Sebastian purred. Suddenly, he was turned around in the demon's arms and was now face to face with him. Once again, he looked away, unable to withstand the intensity of Sebastian's eyes. "Look at me, bocchan." The demon whispered, his gloved hand coming to rest under Harry's chin. Gently, he forced Harry to look at him. "What's wrong?"

"This body can't function properly around you." Harry muttered unwillingly. "It's nauseating, really. I become flustered and unable to formulate words whenever you so much as smile at me. I hate it. I don't remember ever being so out of control of my feelings. I used to be able to hold conversations with you, and we could banter back and forth easily. And now, now I just get so embarrassed, I can hardly look at you. I wish I could change back..."

Sebastian chuckled. "Is that all that was bothering you?" He asked, his arms circling around Harry's waist and pulling Harry even closer to him.

"Don't laugh." Harry pouted as he buried his head into the demon's chest.

"I believe that you're giving Ciel too much credit. I can recall several times where you grew flustered and pouted, and the only way to get you to feel better was to give you some cake. Just because the past you was different, doesn't mean he was better. I, for one, find this you to be absolutely adorable."

"So, you don't care if we're not the same...?"

"Where on earth do you get these ludicrous ideas?" Sebastian sighed. "No, I don't care. You, Harry Potter, are the one I love."


Had he heard that correctly? He was feeling a bit faint now. Perhaps he should go lie down and take a nap or something. He could hear his heart thundering in his ears as his head was coaxed upwards to face Sebastian's again.

His eyes slipped closed as Sebastian's lips descended upon his own. Suddenly, it was like all the tension and all his worries had melted away and nothing else mattered anymore. Too soon for Harry's likes, Sebastian pulled away.

Smirking, the demon swept him up and began carrying him upstairs. "Hey! What are you doing?! Put me down! I can walk by myself you know!"

"I know." Sebastian replied, his grin growing even wider.

Pouting, Harry resigned himself to being carried to his room.

Yeah, I got sort of bored at the end and decided to stop. Meh. So, anyway, some of you may be wondering 'How can Sirius accept this? That's some creepy ass bullshit' but to put it frankly, he doesn't accept Sebastian at all. Sirius is merely tolerating Sebastian since, as Harry said in the last chapter, Harry will choose Sebastian. Sirius is in for some tough realizations in the future.

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