Chapter 9: Decisions, Decisions

"Harry, what should we do today?" Sirius asked the little boy when they had gotten up.

Harry shrugged, acting rather quiet. Sirius noticed and frowned. "What's the matter?" He asked softly.

Harry shrugged again and fumbled with his fingers nervously. He didn't want to say the wrong thing.

"Moony, I think something's wrong with Harry, he's not talking today, you think he's sick?" Sirius whispered.

Remus frowned. "I don't think so, he's probably tired from running around so much yesterday." He said.

Sirius just wanted to make sure. "Harry, do you feel ok this morning? Does anything hurt? Do you feel sick?" He asked.

Harry shook his head. He wasn't sick. He just didn't feel like talking. What if he said the wrong thing and they got mad?

"Why aren't you talking today bud? Does your throat feel bad? Does it hurt?" Remus asked.

Again, Harry shrugged and the godfathers were puzzled. If Harry wasn't sick, what was wrong? Why wasn't he talking?

"Hmm, what would you like for breakfast Harry?" Remus tried, hoping the boy would at least answer.

Harry shrugged. He hated making decisions. At the Dursleys, no decision he made was the right one. No matter what he said, he always got punished.

Sirius sighed and grabbed some waffle and pancake mix and held them both up for Harry to see. "Which one would you like?"

Harry looked up timidly and pointed to the pancake mix. Though he was trembling terribly in fear.

"Please use your words." Remus told him patiently, trying to get the child to at least speak a bit.

"Pancakes please sir." Harry whispered, shaking furiously. Sirius noticed and frowned. "Don't call us sir Harry." He said gently.

"I'm s-sorry." Harry whispered, blushing as he had forgotten yet again. He just kept forgetting!

"It's alright Harry, here's your pancakes." Remus told him with a smile, happy Harry was talking.

Harry smiled and ate the delicious pancakes. That were yummy! They had tons of syrup! Harry had never eaten pancakes before, but he cooked them.

By the end, Harry had managed to get very sticky with syrup and Remus knew he had give Harry a bath, which you boy would not take well at all.

"Harry, I know you don't want to, but you're covered in syrup and you need to get clean." Remus told him very carefully.

Tears filled Harry's eyes and he stifled a sob. The bath was going to be long, scary and painful. They always were.

"N-No, please sirs, I-I'll be good, I promise!" Harry begged tearfully as he slowly backed away from Remus in sheer terror.

"Harry, it's not a punishment bud, it's about keeping you clean, we promise we're not going to hurt you." Sirius said softly.

Tears fell fast from Harry's bright green orbs, making the godfathers' hearts throb painfully, seeing the boy so terrified.

"Why don't you pick out some bubbles, toys and the temperature?" Sirius suggested. Harry nodded, sniffling.

He headed to the bathroom where he saw a large assortment of bath toys and immediately he was in interested.

He picked out a rubber ducky, a red tug boat and a deep sea diver that could actually dive! Harry loved it so much!

"Nice choices, how about some bubbles?" Remus said with a wide, cheerful smile.

Harry shrugged and looked at the bubbles. He still weary about making so many decisions. He didn't like them in the slightest.

"Can you pick for me?" Harry asked shyly, pulling Remus and Sirius over to the tub.

"Nope, you pick bud, it's your bath!" Sirius exclaimed with a laugh. Harry still looked unsure.

He grabbed a bottle that smelled like blueberries and another that was cherry scented! What was he supposed to choose?

"I can't decide, please choose for me?" Harry begged, starting to become anxious and they noticed.

"We know you don't like to make decisions Harry, but you can do it, we know you can!" Remus encouraged warmly.

Harry nodded hesitantly and picked out the bottle that smelled like grape. It smelled really good!

"Mmm, that smells delicious Harry, great choice!" Sirius praised with a smile. Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did I choose the right one?" Harry asked hesitantly. The godfathers exchanged glances and nodded in reassurance.

"Of course Harry, any decision you make is fine, as long as it's safe and not bad." Sirius answered.

Harry's eyes widened and his face turned chalk white. "B-But, whenever I made a decision at the Dursleys it was always wrong!"

"Why?" Remus asked in confusion. Harry shrugged. "They just were, that's why I don't like making decisions."

"What are some decisions you've made in the past?" Sirius asked. Harry whimpered at a memory.

"Uncle Vernon would ask my opinion on different things, and whatever I answered, he didn't like and he hurt me."

"Oh Harry, Sirius and I will never hurt you, what did he do to you?" Sirius asked protectively.

"H-He slapped me, one time he got so mad he hit me with a hot frying pan, I still have a scar." Harry then showed them the small scar on his arm.

Sirius wrapped his arms around the trembling boy. "It's ok Harry, we'd never hurt you like that, and we like anything you suggest."

Harry looked a bit happy at that. "Ok." He said with a small smile. He allowed Remus to gently put him in the bathtub.

It felt nice to have a warm bath with plenty of bubbles and toys! He never had baths like this at the Dursleys!

"Nice?" Sirius asked cheekily, noticing the smile of relaxation on Harry's face. He looked happy! He liked baths.

"Yes, I think I like baths now, I'm sorry I wouldn't let you give me one before, I was naughty." Harry admitted sadly.

"That's ok Harry, you had a very good reason to be scared of baths, and we're so glad you like them now." Remus explained.

Harry nodded happily and played with him toys. He loved playing with them! And the water was amazing! It felt so calming and soothing!

After a few more minutes, Harry was clean and ready to get out of the tub to get dryed off and then get dressed.

"Time to get out bud, so we can get a good dryed off." Remus told him, holding out a green, fluffy towel. Harry nodded.

He allowed Remus to lift him from the tub and help him dry off. "Thank you." Harry whispered thankfully.

"Your welcome Harry, would you like to pick some clothes?" Sirius asked hopefully, praying Harry wasn't still scared.

Harry gave a look of nervousness and whimpered a little bit in anxiety. He didn't want to make a decision. He was still worried.

"Anything you choose is ok by us, we'd never be angry or upset with you for making decisions, we like anything you pick." Remus told him firmly.

Harry smiled and walked over to his dresser, picking out a red T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans and light up shoes. He looked adorable!

"You look great Harry, good decision!" Remus praised, winking at Sirius who agreed.

"See Harry, anything you choose is good, so you don't have to worry about making the wrong one." Sirius smiled.

Harry giggled and hugged them both. "I'm sorry for being scared, I'm not scared of making decisions anymore."

They hugged him tight. "It's ok to be scared Harry, you certainly had a reason to be." Remus replied.

"But we're glad you're making decisions, pup!" Sirius praised, ruffling Harry's hair making him giggle.

Decisions weren't so bad after all!

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