Harry Potter: The Witty Wizard

"Yes there is," his godfather disagreed. "I discovered the last of my potions this morning, when the vials didn't immediately refill after I took them. Andi confirmed it for me."

Breathing a sigh of relief, Harry said, "Then, mine should only be a few days away. That's good, because I wanted to be free of them before Christmas."

"Just so you know," said Sirius. "I've got a professional team of people working on the London House of the House of Black. It's a townhouse in Grimmauld Place, not far from Kings Cross Station."

"You've referred to it before," nodded Harry. "So, finally getting it cleaned out?"

Sirius nodded and replied, "That's what the team's been sent in there to do, yes. They're estimating a completion date in early February."

Harry gave a low whistle and asked, "It's that bad?"

"Yep. They're also redecorating once they've cleaned it up," he replied. "Once they're at the stage to start redecorating, they'll contact me and we'll go through interior decoration ideas."

Harry gave a snort of amusement and said, "You may want to call on someone who has actual taste to advise the team you're using, then. I somewhat shudder to think what you could come up with."

"Hey!" his godfather whined, before suddenly grappling him and giving him a 'noogie' by firmly rubbing his knuckles into Harry's scalp.

"Ow!" exclaimed Harry, wincing. "Padfoot!"

Releasing him again, Sirius said, "Now. You and I need to talk about a very important subject. Just you and me, Pup."

Curious, Harry said, "My room?"

Shaking his head with a smirk, Sirius replied, "No. We'll be using the office for this."

Warily, Harry said, "Alright."

Sirius then started to lead Harry to the office when Hermione approached.

"I'm sorry, my dear," he said. "This is just Harry and me. We won't be too long, I promise."

Disappointed, Hermione sighed and nodded. "I'll be in the dinette going through the remaining documents."

Harry smiled and gave her a nod. "Thank you, Love."

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The 'won't be too long' proved to be a couple hours. At the end of it Harry practically ran back his room and almost slammed the door.

Sirius, smirking slightly, found Hermione still in the dinette.

Taking a chair, he sat. Dobby quickly had a cup of tea before him.

Hermione said, "If that's what you call 'not too long' I shudder to think what you'd think a long meeting would be."

"You'd be surprised," he smiled, stirring sugar into his tea.

"Where's Harry?" she asked.

"He's gone to think things over in his room," grinned her magical guardian.

She looked at him suspiciously and, mindful of her words now, asked, "May I know what you talked about?"

Sirius looked back for a little while before he gave an almost imperceptible shrug. "I gave him 'The Talk: Part Two'."

Shocked, it was a moment before she'd regathered her thoughts and said, "I thought that was what that book you gave him was for."

"You know about that?" he asked, acting surprised.

"Accidentally," she said. "Harry shoved it in the stacks of documents he received from Ted. Then forgot he'd put it there when he had Dobby bring the stack down. As he was writing a letter to the twins I was going through the stack and found it."

Sirius smirked and said, "He told me."

Sighing she replied, "I had noticed he... didn't really seem to know much. You know what I mean?"

Sirius just nodded.

She explained, "He seems... seemed now, I guess... to know a little, but... well, not what I thought a fourteen year old should know. Definitely nowhere near what I knew from before I even started Hogwarts."

Sirius continued to stare at her for a long few moments more before he reached a decision.

"I'm only telling you this, because you are Harry's betrothed," he said. "It is not for the ears or knowledge of others. Am I clear?"

Hermione, knowing this was important, nodded.

With a single nod back, he explained, "Harry knew the... technicalities... of reproduction. He had an understanding of the basic... biology of the act.

"However, except for what he'd overheard from his housemates in Gryffindor... never a good source of accurate information... that's pretty much all he knew. He had no idea about the subject of, for instance, 'wooing a witch'. In that, his education was severely lacking."

"Is that what you talked about?" she asked. "Just 'dating'?"

"A lot more than that, Hermione," he replied. "We were gone, after all, for just over two hours. It's not for me to tell you any more than that.

"If Harry wants to tell you, it's up to him to do so. And you are not to pressure him to tell you anything he's not willing to tell you. Understood?"

"Yes, my Lord," she immediately replied. Then looked at him in shock. "Why'd I call you that?"

Sirius smiled and replied, "That's your magic recognising I, as your magical guardian, gave you an order. It's not, however, a magical command. That means you can still disobey, but you'll also know you did if you do."

A little afraid, she asked, "There's magic in the order that will harm me?"

"No," he replied. "I'd never cast such on a child. You'll know because you'll be forced to remember that I ordered you. That way, you can't use the excuse you forgot."

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After Sirius left, Hermione worked for a little while more before she decided to go and talk to her betrothed.

She thought, 'Just because Sirius has ordered me not to initiate a discussion with Harry about his talk with him, does not mean I cannot talk to him about anything else.'

Walking upstairs, she knocked on the door and waited.

Almost immediately, though, she heard Harry call back, "Come in!"

Taking a deep breath and steadying herself, she affixed a smile to her face and opened the door.

Harry was sitting on his chair at the desk reading the book Sirius had given him.

Noticing it, she said, "You're reading that book. Good."

Quickly snapping it shut and blushing, he couldn't even look at her.

Knowing Harry would struggle to talk about it, she decided an immediate change of subject was necessary.

"I'm sitting downstairs working on the House of Potter documents," she said. "How about, now that Sirius's gone, you come down and join me."

Still not looking back, he mumbled, "Sirius's given me homework to do."

"So's Ted," she immediately returned. "Besides, it looks like you and I need to work on something together to get your mind off... whatever it is that you and Sirius talked about." Even though she knew damned well.

He thought about that for a few moments before he nodded and put the book away. Then he almost seemed to sigh in relief.

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