A black dog' mind
(Sirius' pov)
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Sirius wakes up in a bed, not a prison bed… that’s odd. He hasn’t slept in a normal bed that isn’t painfully hard and dirty, surrounded by dementors for almost 10 years.
He blinks his big grey eyes adjusting to the light and notices a little boy with black hair next to him, Prongs?No, that can’t be true… prongs is dead.
Sirius was the one who found his dead body, the thought makes him sad.
This one is too small as well… Wait prongslet, his godchild! Damn he’s still sleepy.
Sirius groans (or more accurately growls) when he hears someone yelling and banging on the door. He notices the boy next to his curled up dog form stirring and licks his face to wake him up.
The door barges open and a piglike looking man waggles inside, yes waggles Sirius thinks.
The man is too fat to walk, Sirius wonders where his pig tail is.
The man throws the blanket aside and yells something about breakfast and how it should already be made… by Harry.
His godchild, no Sirius will not fail on him like he did with his brother when they where kids. Sirius will make sure to protect this boy if his live depends on it!
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A little later he opens his eyes again … did he really fall asleep? He runs down the stairs and sees the evil pig man hit Harry while yelling about burned egg.
Sirius runs towards the man and jumps on the kitchen counter, which sure distracts the man from hitting Harry.
Nice now the pig hits him… dogs aren’t allowed to jump on the kitchen counter. This man reminds Sirius of his own (thankfully dead) father.
These hits are less painful that the curses his mother used to cast at him though. It still hurts, it reminds him of all the times he took curses to keep his brother safe. The thought of his brother makes him sad, they never even found his body…
Sirius shakes the thoughts out of his head, he has a child to protect. His godson more importantly
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A few days and several beatings later Sirius is in the pet store with Harry.
They’re getting him a collar,... and leash. Sirius likes the thought of a collar, Remus used to sometimes put one of these on him.
But a leash, like come on, what is he? A dog? Oh yeah, he actually is…
They manage to pick a collar, a nice pink one and sadly also a leash because apparently the pig man insisted on that.
They walk back home, with the awful leash on his collar much to Sirius’ dismay.
He dutifully pulls on the leash to prove his point that he does not like this that thing but gets distracted by a beautiful stick after a little while, also pulling on a leash is exhausting.
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The rest of the week goes on fairly smoothly, he only got hit twice.
Sirius thinks he’s a very good dog for it, Harry even called him a good boy once!
And Harry didn’t get any beatings. He did however have to clean the entire house trice much to Sirius’ dislike he does however enjoy chasing the mop, which makes Harry laugh! Turns out dogs are not allowed to chase the mop.
Now he’s on a walk in the park with Harry and the offending goddamn leash.
He sees a strangely familiar blonde… No, that can’t be true.
Maybe the dementors did have an impact on him after all, because no way Marlene McKinnon is here. Sirius shakes his head and decides on chasing after a cricket.
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Sirius must really be going insane because now, a few walks later. Without the offending green leash this time!
He sees another familiar face and dark braids, but there is no way his brother’s best friend is here.
Sirius wonders if she’s even alive still…
Maybe he just needs a little nap later.
He has definitely not been getting enough beauty sleep thanks to Harry’s annoying cousin. Said cousin also looks a lot like a pig in Sirius’ opinion.
Anyway they’re almost ‘home’ now. He’ll take a nice nap when they’re finally there. Sirius can’t wait for that heavenly nap on his new cushion.
During his nap Sirius has a very weird dream, a vision of his brother and boyfriend living in a forest together… Is Remus still his boyfriend actually? No, he sure as hell is, that’s his moony and his moony only.
He decides he must have had a fever dream because his brother is however dead…
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In the following weeks there’s more beatings, burned food for him to eat and walks on the annoying leash.
But he keeps seeing the familiar bleached hair and dark braids, maybe he should be taken to the vet...
Oh no what if he’s starting to see things what if he has schizophrenia or maybe ptsd?!
No there are just people in the neighborhood that look a lot like his favorite lesbian couple, surely he isn’t going insane.
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Sirius, or Snuffles as Harry calls him just woke up from a nap.
He shakes his head, stretches his black furry limbs and gets up.
He had another weird dream…
Again a vision of his younger twin brother and his boyfriend living in a forest, it’s nice to see them get along so well in his dreams.
They seem like best friends… He wishes his boyfriend and baby brother could’ve had that kind of relationship.
His brother deserves happiness, and HIS moony sure makes him happy in this dreams.
He then also remembers that his best friend James also used to make his brother very happy in a very different way but he prefers not to think of that…
In his defense, it’s weird to see your baby brother and his brother by choice shove their tongues down each other’s throat.
Sirius almost puked at the thought. He will not puke in here, else his godchild will have to clean it and that’s almost as disgusting has his brothers getting married.
Why do these incest thoughts keep getting to his mind!
Surely he just needs some cuddles. In the weeks he’s been living here he found out Harry gives very good massages and head scratches, Sirius loves those.
That’s why he finds himself strutting up the stairs to find Harry. When he enters Harry’ bedroom he however sees the poor boy crying. What fucker dared to make his baby cry!
Sirius makes a mental note to bite some ankles and rushes over to his godchild to console him.
Sirius hates seeing Harry sad, and Harry is sad a lot of the time in this awful house…
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