‘If you want to kill Harry, you’ll have to kill us too!’ Ron says fiercely, the fire in his eyes not weakened by his injury despite the way all colour had drained from his face. He can barely stand, holding onto Harry’s shoulder and shielding Harry’s body with his own.
Black doesn’t retort, a confused expression taking over his face as he blinks a few times. When he finally speaks, Harry’s chest tightens.
‘Who the hell is Harry?’
***
‘You know what this means?’ asks Black what feels like hours after, as they walk through the tunnel back to Hogwarts. ‘Turning Pettigrew in?’
‘You’re free,’ Harry replies.
‘Well… Your parents appointed me your guardian, if anything happened to them…’ Black mutters looking anywhere but at Harry. ‘I don’t know if anyone’s ever told you — I’m your Godfather.’
‘Yeah, I found that out for myself,’ Harry thinks back to the bitter memory of finding everything out during a snowy day in Hogsmeade. Back when he still had it all wrong.
‘I was so happy, when your dad asked me,’ the man’s eyes are fixed on the floor, a slight smile twisting his face. ‘You were a little miracle, for all of us, during the war… I still remember the first time I held you, that day I swore I wouldn’t ever let anything happen to my Godda—‘ Black must realise his mistake, because he cuts himself off with a sudden cough.
Harry frowns and Black resumes.
‘Yeah, I… I didn’t do a good job keeping any of those promises,’ he twists the wand in his hand. ‘But I… I want to… Of course, I’ll understand if you would rather stay with your aunt and uncle but… If you think about it and decide you want… If you want a different home…’
‘You’re asking me—‘ Harry interrupts his muttering, eyes shining. ‘You’re asking me to live with you? Leave the Dursleys?’
‘Of course, I thought you wouldn’t want to,’ Black replies frantically and Harry almost laughs because he couldn’t have got it any more wrong. ‘I get it, I just thought I’d—‘
‘Are you insane? Of course I want to leave the Dursleys! You got a house? When can I move in?’
Black turns to look at him, a surprised expression as he meets Harry’s smile.
‘You— you really want to? You mean it?’
‘Of course I mean it!’ Harry half-yells, barely able to keep his excitement under control. He was going to leave the Dursleys and live with Black! His… Godfather. A sudden thought makes its way inside Harry’s head as he remembers Black’s previous slip-ups and his smile falters for a second before adding. ‘But, uhm… You have to know that I’m not… I’m not your Goddaughter.’
A strange glint passes through Black’s clear eyes.
‘Then,’ he says easily. ‘I guess I’ve got a Godson.’
‘Yeah…’ Harry’s smile comes back tenfold, his chest a lot lighter. ‘That you’ve got.’
Black smiles back and they both ignore the rough sound of Snape’s passed out body bumping the low ceiling.
‘You know, I kept telling Lily they would have a baby boy, she had so little morning sickness! And the hunger, James ought to have earned some kind of chef title by the end of it.’
Harry can’t help but grin at the fond look on Black’s face.
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only thing i know for certain is that if "breaking bad" took place during modern times, jesse would've used his cash to buy a drone and there would've been a sick ass sequence filmed from drone perspective and one episode cold open would've been all scary and sinister and it would end with an ominous shot of the drone laying all crushed and fucked up on the floor to imply harm done to jesse. and it would be really sad
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i thought the "AND THE CROWD GOES HOME" style jokes were very funny but unfortunately my autistic ass has now become obsessed with just spamming these emojis on everything i say for dramatic effect to an obnoxious level LOOK AT THESE GUYS ☝️‼️💯💪☝️💥‼️🔥💯💪‼️💯☝️☝️☝️☝️
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