AN: Dani belongs to me; however I do not own Harry Potter etc. Oneshot excerpt from a WIP currently taking up space on my hard drive.
It was the night after the full moon when Sirius arrived at his front door with a sharp crack and a weary sigh. Entering the quiet house, Sirius smiled when he noticed Harry and Dani's clock hands sitting next to Remus'; Molly must have dropped the children off earlier, Bless her. Shedding his cloak and draping it over the couch Sirius climbed the steps quickly and paused by Harry's doorway, the first at the top of the stairs. Seeing it was empty with the bed still made Sirius frowned and continued to the next door, thinking Harry might be in Dani's room for the night. Upon reaching Dani's door and finding her room similarly abandoned Sirius began to worry. Brow creased he walked to the end of the hallway to his and Remus' bedroom. Peering through the door Sirius' face broke out in a wide grin at what he saw in the dim light of the window. His partner lay on the left half of the bed, curled on his side and back, curled up by his legs was six year old Harry, face scrunched into Remus' knees. And sleeping on her stomach, body cuddled against her Papa's was their four year old daughter, Dani. A mediwitch's hat was grasped loosely in her small fingers and a toy healer's kit was strewn across the bed. Stepping closer to his family Sirius noted with amusement that several pink unicorn plasters were stuck to his sleeping husband's forearm. 'That's going to be a bitch to pull off', he thought wryly.