Who's your Daddy?

Part One: The sex

Chapter Two: The ex-boyfriend's best mate

Hello again. Did you have some coffee like I told you to? Or maybe you had tea. My mother always liked tea, but I could never stand the stuff. Dad used to joke that I wasn't a real British girl, because, he said, real Brits love tea.

Anyhow, I believe we left of with me going to Sirius's place.

"Sirius!" I banged on the apartment door. "Sirius, open up!"

The door slowly opened. "Lily, it's bleeding two in the morning!" Then he straightened up. "Where's James? Is he okay? What happened?"

"We—well, we—we kind of split up, Sirius. We're not living together anymore. Or dating anymore. And as it's his apartment, I left and he stayed… and I'm pretty much out on my ass. Could I just spend one night here?"

Sirius rubbed his face tiredly, running a hand through his usually perfect—but now quite bed-ruffled—hair. "Merlin, Lily, you can obviously stay for as long as you need, but why'd you two split up?"

"We had one too many rows, that's all," I said, making it quite clear that this subject was closed.

"What'd you row about?" Okay, obviously he didn't get the whole 'subject closed' part of my statement.

"Well, we sort of had sex—"

"You're kidding!" Sirius was—can you believe this?—laughing. "You got Saint James to go to bed with you?"

"Yes, now will you listen? It was a stupid thing to fight about, but I'd had it. We fought about every little thing. I guess we just weren't meant to be or something." I said, shivering slightly in the (did I mention it was bleeding freezing out there?) night breeze.

Sirius picked up on this and gestured for me to follow him. "Would you like some tea?"

"Ugh, Sirius, you know I hate the stuff," I said, wrinkling my nose.

Sirius laughed. "My version of a security question. You pass." He made me some coffee and sat me down on the sofa.

"So, what happened? He tell you that you were terrible at it or something?"

"Not in so many words. But he implied it," I insisted.

Sirius was shaking his head. "Lils, you know how James is. He can never say the right thing when he's around you. The poor bloke," Sirius's grey eyes met my green ones. "I bet he's miserable."

"He ought to be," I spat. Then I looked at him thoughtfully. A strangely masochistic thought had just hit me.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Sirius asked nervously. "Oh, no, Lils. You aren't—you can't be—"

"For experimental purposes only," I maintained. "Not because I fancy your cock or anything."

Sirius looked as though he might be sick.

I sighed. "Please, Sirius. I just need to see if I really am crap at it." I gave him a look so utterly pitiful that I could almost see his will actually crumbling.

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"Holy—" Sirius breathed, pulling his pants up. "Fuck," he finished. "You are not crap at that at all, Lily. Trust me. I've done plenty of girls, and you are not crap at anything concerning what we just did." He looked at me, and then closed his eyes. "This never happened, got it?"

"What never happened?" I said sweetly.

"Ooh, you're good." Sirius said, pulling his shirt back over his head. "Now, let's get some sleep and when we wake up tomorrow, this will all have been a dream. An incredibly sexy dream," he muttered when he thought I wasn't listening.

I ended up sleeping on Sirius's fold out sofa for most of the next day. When I woke up, it was three in the afternoon. Well, two sex experiences in one night can take a lot out of a girl. I sat up in "bed" and gazed around Sirius's lonely living space. I couldn't believe he'd lived here all by himself for years. I knew he'd spent a lot of time at James's parents' house, too, but it seemed sad to me.

Thinking about James made tears come to my eyes. I was stupid for leaving him, and I knew it. Part of me, though, sort of thought I could get over him if I could find the right distraction.

Right, I thought. How about I take up finger knitting? There's a distraction for you.

I hoped that I wasn't going to reduce myself to sleeping around to get over James. Actually, by that point, I knew I should go back to him… but what if he didn't want me back? And now I had done it with his best mate—I was a bad person. If James ever found out about me and Sirius—he'd hate me forever. As well as Sirius. Sirius had just lost his brother—why on earth did I let myself help him lose his best mate?

"Sirius?" I called out croakily.

"Lily!" Sirius said brightly, coming out of the kitchen. "You're awake! I was afraid you'd gone unconscious before I remembered you'd had sex twice in one night. You poor, poor girl." Sirius shook his head mockingly.

"Ha ha," I said sarcastically. "Anyways, I was going to tell you I'd be leaving. I've been a terrible person. Worse than that! I've done things with you—you're his best mate! And… well… I'm sorry. We say now that we'll never tell him. We say now that it'll be our secret. But Sirius, come on, honestly, do you really think either of us could keep something like this from him for very long? I know that if I ever see him again, I will run into his arms, crying like the little baby I am and I'll tell him. And you're practically his brother, Sirius! You and I both know we'll have to tell him."

Sirius stood still, the smile slowly slipping off his face as though it was snow thawing in the springtime. "You're right. And besides, it's not like it—well, it didn't—it didn't mean anything, did it?"

"Of course it did," I said calmly. "It meant that you, Sirius Black, are one of the best friends I could have. Thank you, and I'm sorry. I'll be leaving now."

"Please, Lils, just stay a couple of days longer. You have no idea how crazy living alone can make a bloke," Sirius's gorgeous grey eyes looked at me imploringly.

"Fine, if you insist. Just a bit longer. I need to figure out a way to apologize to James. I was—I am—I'm being so stupid. I thought we'd be a bad pair, because we always fought, but… what I didn't realize that the fact that we always fought was what made us a good pair." Sirius looked at me confusedly, so I explained. "I meant that we always had to make up with each other, because neither of us could stand to be angry at the other for long."

Sirius was silent a moment. Then he sighed and rubbed his stubbled cheek and chin. "Merlin, Lily. I wish I had a girl who loved me as much as you love James."

"I know. And I'm very sorry that you don't." I pulled at Sirius's hand and made him sit on the bed next to me. "But you know, James, Remus, Peter, Alice, Frank—we all love you, Sirius. No offense, but your family's a bunch of old bats. But they don't matter, because we're your family now, got it?"

Sirius ran the back of his hand across his eyes and tried to pass it off as though he was rubbing sleep away. I smiled softly and hugged him tightly. "Thanks, Lily."

Then the door banged open and the room was engulfed in darkness.

"OI!" Sirius shouted, and the sofa-bed creaked as he jumped to his feet.

"I hate to interrupt such a sweet scene," a terrifyingly familiar voice rang out from the apartment doorway. "But somebody has an appointment with the Dark Lord. And you two know how much he detests tardiness."

Sirius had grabbed my hand, and I was now standing next to him, also pointing my wand at the silhouetted figure in the doorway. Sirius let out a low growling sound and uttered a single word that confirmed my fears. "Snape."

So, there's chapter two. Hope you enjoyed! I wonder… can you guess who the third father candidate shall be?

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