#this is also a celebration of the 1k words i wrote today 🎉🎉🎉

[padfootastic]

WIP WEDNESDAY

i’m doing this for the heck of it, bc i have an active wip for the first time in…5? 6? years and i’m so, so giddy about it hehehe

“This is your house?”

“Er- yes?”

“You didn’t think that was worth mentioning yesterday?” Harry asked.

“You—didn’t ask?” Sirius replied, his grey eyes open deliberately wide.

Harry snorted—that innocent act could work on someone who didn’t know him. He got up, instead, to pull his drowsy godfather into the chair he’d just vacated, carefully navigating him around the floating cutlery and assorted members.

Before Mrs. Weasley could, he went up to the counter and grabbed a plate for Sirius, adding just a little extra of everything for him. He hadn’t had time to think - much - about this yesterday but he wasn’t happy with how skinny Sirius was, at all. It’d been over two years since he’d escaped Azkaban and though he was on the run, that didn’t mean he wasn’t without friends and allies. He shouldn’t be this skinny and that he was- it meant that he wasn’t taking care of himself, nor was anyone else.

No wonder, Harry was here for a month and he was going to do the job. He knew a little something about starvation, after all. That thought motivated him to increase the roasted veggies and fruit, and remove the bacon entirely. He placed the finished meal with a cup of light tea in front of his godfather, who was awake enough to be bemused.

“Er, Harry?”

“You need to eat properly,” Harry said, briskly. “You’re too skinny.”

Sirius blinked. “I—feel like that’s my line.”

“Too bad, finders keepers.” He took advantage of the confusion created by his words to tuck a fork into Sirius’ hand and sat down opposite him so he could keep an eye on his eating habits. Since this was the first time, he didn’t expect to know exactly what and how much Sirius ate and any future meals would depend on his current habits so it was necessary to understand those.

“Harry, dear, you didn’t have to do that,” Mrs. Weasley said kindly.

“I know, Mrs. Weasley. I wanted to,” he shrugged. He turned back to his godfather. “So, your house?”

#sirius black #harry potter #good godfather sirius black #this is literally one of my favorite bits #bc it’s all about harry taking care of sirius #which is something i feel so deeply about #and i did so much research to conceptualise sirius post azkaban hehehe #especially his dietary habits #but yeah #A Thing #this is also a celebration of the 1k words i wrote today 🎉🎉🎉 #haven’t had a good writing day in ages #so im making the most of it 🥰 #pen’s writing #fic: foundations of decay