Chapter 1
Harry went to the kitchen a beautiful omega was trying to sneak out. He couldn’t help but notice they were almost twins, except this omega was taller.
“What’s your name?” Harry asked getting breakfast ready now.
“Spencer.” he said his shoes in hand, the young omega blushing deeply as he was wearing a night club outfit. He had been brought home by Sirius who fucked pretty much all night.
“Hungry?” Harry asked Spencer.
“Ummmm… I should go home.” Spencer said softly.
“Why?”
“Well that’s how this is done, you leave before the alpha wakes up.” Spencer said rubbing his arm.
“You’re happy with that?” Harry asked now putting the kettle on.
“I… I don’t know, look are you his omega? Because I didn’t know.” Spencer said now kicking himself this happening again.
“No, but I know him.” Harry said now pulling Spencer to sit down. “Cold? We’re about the same size you can borrow some clothes.”
“Okay.” Spencer said feeling a bit better now.
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When Sirius came into the kitchen it was noon and Harry was making lunch with… the omega he brought home last night. Fuck. They were both laughing and looked like the best of friends, of course. Harry never had problems getting along with anyone.
“Hey, you….” Sirius said sitting down.
“His name is Spencer.” Harry said putting a blt and salad in front of Sirius.
“I know that.” Sirius said, he didn’t.
“Does he need a ride home?” Sirius said eating, thinking how the hell does an omega how looks like Harry can cook like this and be single.
“No, but you could ask him.” Harry said smiling.
“Well, do you need a ride?” Sirius asked Spencer a bit annoyed that this omega was here, it was kinda an unwritten rule to be gone before he woke.
“Hey, my room is next to Sirius.” Harry said to Spencer. “Let’s eat there, you take out plates and i’ll be up in a minute.” he said happily.
Spencer did so picking up a tay with every thing on it and went to Harry’s bedroom knowing already were Sirius’s room was.
“Why are you being an ass?” Harry asked Sirius.
“I know you don’t get it because you don’t go to night clubs but that’s the point” Sirius shrugged. “The night is over so he should be gone.”
“Well now he’s my guest, unless I can’t have guest.” Harry said feeling hurt on the behalf of Spencer.
“You don’t have guests like I do.” Sirius said wondering what he would do if Harry brought an alpha home.
“Well I have one now and you’re being a little bitch about it.” Harry said getting a bottle of soda out of the cupboard.
“Fine, be friends with him, hell be friends with all the omegas I fuck” Sirius said not understanding why he was acting this way.
Harry looked at Sirius the hurt clear in his eyes.
“Harry… I …” Sirius said not knowing what to say next.
“He’s my guest now, so deal with it Black” Harry said now getting two cups and filling them with ice and leaving the kitchen.
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One week later and Harry was spending more and more time with Spencer.
Sirius not knowing why it rubbed him the wrong way it just did.
Sirius invited Remus over, he was thinking about going to night club probably just not bringing anybody home, he could just as easily fuck there and leave.
“Why the kicked look?” Remus asked now pouring another drink.
“Do you think Harry is a virgin?” Sirius asked now thinking about it.
“Probably not.” Remus said remembering how remembering how Fleur would look at Harry.
“Who?” Sirius asked his voice filled with jealousy.
“Why do you care?” Remus asked now smirking.
“Because I’m his godfather.” Sirius said now feeling defensive.
“No, you’re in love with Harry and instead of treating him like he should be you fuck every omega in every night club that looks like him.” Remus said rolling his eyes.
“I love him, I’m not in love with him.” Sirius said too quickly.
“Who?” Harry asked walking into the library where Sirius and Remus were dinking.
Sirius choked on his drink when he saw Harry.
“What are you wearing?” Sirius said feeling himself get hard.
Harry was in a long sleeved sheer floor length dress, the only thing he wearing underneath was a black silk thong that barely covered his front and exposed his whole ass. He had mascara, some blush, highlighter, and lipgloss. His once long hair was cut similar to Audrey Hepburn showing off his neck and made his eyes somewhat look bigger.
“Spencer invented me to go to a night club.” Harry said now doing a little spin showing off how graceful he could be. “How do I look.”
“Beautiful.” Remus said smiling
“Like a whore.” Sirius said “Go change.”
“Sirius!” Remus said in shock
Harry looked at Sirius tears on his eyes. “I look like a whore? Okay, well I’d be insulted but you love whores.”
“I do? I don’t love those omegas I bring home.” Sirius says finishing his drink.
“Then why bring them?” Harry said trying to wipe his tears.
“Why do you care? You’re going to become one of them.” Sirius said wanting to shoot himself now, wanting to take back every word.
“Jealous?”
“I’m … I …” Sirius said now speechless.
“Good night, i’ll be back tomorrow before the alpha wakes up.” Harry said softly. “You taught me the rules.” he said leaving.
“That’s one way of making sure the love of your life doesn’t get too close.” Remus said angrily. “What the actual fuck Black!?”
“I… “ Sirius said feeling like he could rip his own skin off.
“I get it’s hard for you, love, relationships , but… You know I hope one day you realize Harry is perfect for you, that you love him, that he loves you. He treats you like you hung the stars and moon, and you don’t deserve him.” Remus gets his jacket and storms out.
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Harry was now coming home almost 3 am, shoes in hand, he had been crying almost all night and still couldn’t stop. He ended up not going to the club with Spencer but just sent the night a Ron’s and Hermione’s place.
“You’re home.” Sirius said then saw how Harry was crying.
“Fuck… ya… I’m home.” Harry said softly tears running down his face. “Why? Remembered some new insults for me?”
“No… I’m so sorry…”
“I love you, I love you and I get it.” Harry said shaking. “I’m not as beautiful as the omegas you fuck. I’m not as funny, or tall, or thin, but I’m … I have love you for so long. You know I planned our wedding? I thought you asking me move in was something, but all it was a front row ticket to you fucking every omega in town.” Harry said now sobbing so hard he couldn’t breathe.
“Harry I’m not the marriage type…” Sirius said.
“Okay.” Harry said now walking to his bedroom. “I’m moving.” he said softly.
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The next morning Harry woke up it was noon, a note by his bed with a glass of water and hangover potion.
Sirius was making lunch, when Harry walked in tear stained face and same outfit as last night. “I don’t have a hangover, I never went to the club last night.” he said his voice horsed.
Hermione and Ron knocked on the kitchen door, Harry letting them in.
“Hey.” Harry said.
“We’re here to get your stuff packed.” Hermione said glaring at Sirius.
“What? Oh yeah.” Harry said softly. “It’s all packed, Kreacher did it for me.”
Sirius now felt his blood go cold at the thought of losing Harry. “You can’t leave with a place to stay.” he said quickly.
“He has place.” Ron said looking at Sirius angrily. “You know, I never understood what Harry was in you, and last night you proved me right.”
Hermione pulled Ron back. “Ron, no.” she said softly.
“Please, can everyone just stop.” Harry said crying softly. “Let’s just get this over with.”
In an hour Harry and his stuff were gone.