A/N: Okay this is going to be the first fic I've written in YEARS. I don't know why but I got bored the other day and decided to read a bunch of fics. And now I feel the need to write one. Set in the marauders 7th year, but it's a little bit AU. Mostly I stay canon but its an Mpreg, and clearly that doesn't happen in the books.

Disclaimer: Well I don't own the characters, the place, or....well the only thing I really own is the future baby, but at this point No one is even preggers.

Sirius black was awoken by a smack to the face of some mysterious object. It was not a very hard object, but it hit him with enough force to have hurt.

"Get off!" he mumbled, pulling the blankets over his head.

"No. It's first day of classes, Padfoot, and I'm not letting you be late for them," said Remus Lupin, his friend and companion.

Slowly Sirius poked his head out of his blanket, opening one eye. "I'm sleeping. Go away."

SMACK.

It turns out the object that had awoken Sirius had been a pillow.

"You're going to break my face! Get off me!" he shouted, jumping out of bed to hit Remus, but his friend was quick. Remus jumped out of the way and dashed to the other side of the room to wake up James. Seeing someone else get hit in the face, Sirius felt better and trudged sleepily off to the bathroom to get showered.

Twenty minutes later Sirius, Remus, James Potter, and Peter Pettigrew were seated in the Great Hall eating their breakfasts. Two of the boys, James and Sirius, were struggling not to fall asleep in their eggs.

"You two are ridiculous, I hope you know," said Remus shoving pumpkin juice at the two. "Here this is cold; it should wake you up."

"What's first this morning?" asked Peter.

"Transfiguration, then Potions right after," Remus said.

"Transfiguration? Then Potions? It's too early in the morning for Old Sluggy, and I'm going to fall asleep and McGonagall is going to turn me into a cat and then Sirius is goign to chase me up the Whomping Willow which will kill me."

"Drink your juice, James. You'll be fine."

Just then, a lovely red-head walked in, perking James up considerably.

"Morning, Lovely Lily," he said smiling.

"Honestly, Potter, when will you give up?"

"When you finally agree to date me."

"Not going to happen, Potter."

"Then I'll just have to keep trying."

"Go away, please, and let me eat in peace."

"Sure thing, my flower," said James. Lily rolled her eyes. Remus, Sirius, and Peter, all laughed, as James wandered out of the great hall with an odd smirk on his face.

"You know, he's never going to give up on you," Sirius said to Lily.

"I pray that you're wrong," she responded, and proceeded to finish eating her breakfast.

"Come in, everyone, come in," said a very round man, poking his head, and his belly, out of the classroom. Twelve students filed in gathering in clusters around the tables.

"I've got a treat for you today. Each of you is going get a normal household potion. You're going to brew that potion and then write to me about the normal usage. I'm handing them out randomly. More research on your poems can be done in the library."

"How is that a treat?" Peter mumbled to Sirius, who sat beside him.

"I have no idea."

"FERTILITY POTION!" shouted James when he was handed a slip of paper. "WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH A GOD DAMN FERTILITY POTION!?"

"OHO! That ones a simple one for you, Mr Potter. It's easy to brew and it makes it much easier to have a baby, instead of doing it the old fashioned way."

"I don't know about him but I like doing it the old fashioned way," Sirius said with a roughish smile. Remus rolled his eyes.

"Alright, open your books and find you potions and get to brewing," Professor Slughorn said. There was a large shift around the room as everyone turned to their books and cauldrons.

"One of you please switch with me!" James begged his friends.

"Hell no! I got a healing potion. For broken bones and such. That's dead useful. I want to learn how to do it. I don't care crap about having babies," Sirius said.

"I've got a cleaning solution. Says here it removes blood stains," which was Remus-speak for 'no, I need this because I'm a werewolf and always have blood on things.'

"What about you, Pete? You've got to switch with me."

"I have a sleeping potion. You do enough of that on your own."

"But Wormtail!"

"I don't want the fertility potion."

"Please, mate?"

"No."

Reluctantly James pulled out his book and opened to the page about his potion. He read the directions to brew it. And grumbled as he got the ingredients out of the store cupboard

Halfway through the lesson he felt a lot better. All he had to do was let his potion simmer for another half hour over the fire. Remus and Sirius were still adding ingredients and Peter's arm was getting sore from stirring his potion so much.

James carefully pulled his now complete potion off the fire and divided it into two parts. One small vial to give to Slughorn now, and one large jar of it for himself, incase he needed it during his researching process.

I'm sorry this chapter is horribly short. I promise you they will get longer, but I really didn't know where to start. I'm sure you can see where this is going. Perhaps because it really is such a tiny chapter I'll post the second one tonight also