Where Does God Come From?
Drabble-ness. My first ever. Not really any pairing, but....it's kind of sad? I dunno. Maybe. AU-ish. 187 Words.
Sirius takes care of Harry after his parents die.
Harry was three when the question came. Sirius was only twenty five and in no way ready to answer the child's question. He wasn't old enough to give the answers to the questions of life.
"Siri? Why Mummy 'n Da not here?"
Sirius was sure his heart stopped for a moment. Or perhaps it simply shattered before remaking itself in a timeless second. Harry had pulled out the photo albums that he and Sirius had gone through time and time again whenever Harry wanted a story, or just needed something to distract him.
Licking his lips, Sirius took the book from the raven haired toddler and set it aside before gathering the boy into his arms. To any other question, he simply would have given a smart arse answer whether it was right or not, but to this... He wracked his brain to find an answer to put the issue away until he, Sirius, was old enough to deal with it. He found none.
Clearing his throat, the young man replied, "Because they've died, Harry."
Astonishingly innocent emerald eyes looked up at him. "What's died, Siri?"
Sirius takes care of Harry after his parents die.
Harry was three when the question came. Sirius was only twenty five and in no way ready to answer the child's question. He wasn't old enough to give the answers to the questions of life.
"Siri? Why Mummy 'n Da not here?"
Sirius was sure his heart stopped for a moment. Or perhaps it simply shattered before remaking itself in a timeless second. Harry had pulled out the photo albums that he and Sirius had gone through time and time again whenever Harry wanted a story, or just needed something to distract him.
Licking his lips, Sirius took the book from the raven haired toddler and set it aside before gathering the boy into his arms. To any other question, he simply would have given a smart arse answer whether it was right or not, but to this... He wracked his brain to find an answer to put the issue away until he, Sirius, was old enough to deal with it. He found none.
Clearing his throat, the young man replied, "Because they've died, Harry."
Astonishingly innocent emerald eyes looked up at him. "What's died, Siri?"