Disclaimer: My name is J.K Rowling. In my dreams.

Attack of the plot-bunnies. I had to write it. Enjoy!

'Why did I have to baby-sit you 'eh Harry?' Sirius asked. 'Why does Lily trust me?'

Really, the truth was, Lily thought Remus was babysitting. A rather reasonable candidate, Sirius thought. But not as good as he was. Harry looked up at Sirius and cocked his head to one side. He then made some incomprehensible sounds.

'What's up?' Sirius asked. Harry then spat all over himself.

'Oh God. What are you like?' Sirius muttered. He quickly ran to get some tissue for Harry. When he came back Harry was…

Gone.

'Oh My God'

Sirius dropped everything he was holding and ran all round the house looking for Harry.

'HARRY! COME OUT! HARRY! HAAARRRRRY!' Sirius screamed. 'I'M COMING TO GET YOOOOU!'

He opened every cupboard, searched every drawer. He chucked everything out of their wardrobe and drawers. He also happened to knock over some liquid filled bottles, and spill ink over some important looking documents. He didn't care, he thought they were probably something stupid like divorce files.

Sirius franticly turned around and started tugging at his hair. He then tried bribing Harry out.

'Harry…if you come out I'll give you cookies! Lots of cookies!'

It didn't bother him that Harry was too little for cookies. Suddenly, he heard a cute giggling noise…sounding suspiciously like Harry. He opened a nearby cupboard, and he found Harry in it, curled up and giggling.

And drinking a deep violet coloured potion.

'No! Stop that Harry!' Sirius cried. He lunged forward and smacked the potion out of little Harry's hands. It spilled all over his top.

Sirius picked Harry up and noticed something about him…

His pupils were the size of sickles.

'Oh My God!' Sirius exclaimed. He nearly dropped Harry on the floor. He then carefully placed Harry on the floor and read the label on the bottle he was drinking:

Super Dream Formula!

Makes you dream of your wildest fantasies! Ride through a 3D world of your craziest dreams! Not for under tens.

Sirius wondered what a one year old wildest fantasy was. Probably a lifetime of children's toys.

Harry was rolling around on the floor, his hands reaching out everywhere, and his legs were kicking comically in the air.

'Oh no! I've drugged little Harry!' Sirius picked him up and started to cradle him.

'Ick' he said. 'We need to get you changed.'

Soon Harry was in a new, dry, cute little outfit. He seemed to have calmed down a bit now, and he had started to nod off. Sirius liked him much better asleep than hiding and drinking cryptic potions. He then heard a large slam.

'Remus! We're home!'

Sirius heard Lily's light heartened voice and groaned. He was a dead man walking.

James and Lily strolled casually in the room and stopped abruptly. Their mouths formed a perfect 'O' and they both dropped their shopping bags at the same time.

'What has happened here? James asked with a smirk.

'W-w-where's Remus?' Lily stuttered.

'Well my dear friends, he was unavailable. So Uncle Sirius stepped in!' Sirius explained melodramatically.

'What happened in here?' James asked again.

'Well…I sort of lost Harry. So I had to find him didn't I? And he sort of…drank a potion. But he's fine now, there's no need to panic.'

'No need to panic? No need to panic? You drugged our son!' Lily shouted accusingly. 'Get out, get out, get out! And don't think you'll ever baby-sit again!'

Sirius quickly ran out the house without saying goodbye.

He was a fool to tell the truth, he thought.

At least he wasn't allowed to baby-sit again.

He smirked.

Well...I tried to make it humourous. I'm not sure if it worked ;) Please review saying whether I should write a sequel was to what happened in little Harrys dream!
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