Author's Note: This is my attempt at examining the actions and motivations of Sirius Black in regards to James, Lily, and Harry. I've always wondered why he thought Remus was the spy rather than Peter and what he felt about being a godfather. I love, love, love, loyal, rebellious, dramatic, clever, impulsive, canon Sirius and this fic is basically just an excuse to portray him the way I love him. I've started off with a very short prequel of sorts.
"A baby. You and James actually have a baby." James had left to grab a coffee and Sirius walked around the room distractedly.
"Yup." Lily Potter, lying in St. Mungo's in a hospital gown, looked very composed for someone who had just been in labor. She almost smirked.
Sirius rolled his eyes dramatically, "You guys have a baby. How did this happen? I'm not ready to be a parent! I'm not ready for this responsibility!"
"Ummm, Sirius, sorry to disappoint, but you're not actuallya parent."
"Pffft, who are you kidding? A new little Prongsie. He'll be all of ours."
"Right." Lily genuinely smiled this time. "And that's why you're going to be godfather. Here, hold him."
When James came back in the room, Lily had fallen asleep and Sirius was standing very still, holding the newborn Harry Potter carefully, almost gingerly. And if James had been able to look inside his friend's mind at that moment, he would have seen Sirius vowing to be the best possible godfather his best mate's kid could ever have.
A/N: My conscience feels obliged to tell you that the Sirius-going-I'm-not-ready-to-be-a-parent idea came from a text post that I originally saw on pinterest and can't find back. If it's yours, tell me and I'll credit you or remove it. Just please don't sue me!
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