Oh man. One of the things I really love about Sirius/Harry is the potential for it to be so sad, and this is firmly on the heartbreaking side. Hot? Hell yes. Filthywrongbadgood. That's the thing - Harry should be able to *trust* Sirius, and he so clearly can't. I really enjoyed the POV shifts - I don't think I would usually, but it worked so well here as a reminder that Harry was really out of it, and that Sirius was seeing Harry through a very specific set of assumptions that were completely wrong.
I also love that Harry can't bring himself to think directly about it later - the implication that Sirius wrecked something there - and, gah, so fucked up. AWESOME.
I also love that Harry can't bring himself to think directly about it later - the implication that Sirius wrecked something there - and, gah, so fucked up. AWESOME.