Abandoned Life

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, all credit goes to JK Rowling. I do not make a profit.

{Warning: this story contains Mpreg and Slash of the non-graphic kind, if that offends you in any way then please do not read. Thank you}

Chapter 3: A baby is born

Remus snuggled closer to the warm body at his side, revelling in the protective grip that Sirius had secured around his waist. The animagus' hand rested lightly upon his husband's large baby bump as he slept on soundly. It felt wonderful, safe and loving just like a family was supposed to be. The lycanthrope felt incredibly well rested considering that it had been the full moon just a night ago. It had been easy, the wolf had taken on a more placid nature since the conception of its cub and having Sirius there to keep Moony Company was always a bonus. James hadn't been with them for a few months, both Lily and himself had seemed to have isolated themselves away from the world and all the dangers and evils that it presented them with. As for Peter, well, Remus couldn't recall the last time that he had laid eyes upon his old friend. He hoped though, that wherever Wormy was, he was happy. Sirius shuffled beside him, drawing the werewolf from his thoughts as he looked up into a pair of sleepy grey orbs. "Hello there, beautiful" Sirius murmured tiredly as he unconsciously dragged Remus closer. "How did you both sleep?"

Remus sighed, his free arm reaching up to rub at his face. "We slept fine, but I believe that your child is impatient for its breakfast for it seems to be having a jolly good time of kicking me in the ribs." Sirius chuckled, a deep satin-like rumble that soothed the ears.

"Well then, I suppose we'd better help the little one" he rose from the bed and took Remus' hand to lift him up. The duo made their way sleepily downstairs and Remus plopped down at the table as Sirius started on breakfast. Moments later they both sat with steaming plates of bacon, egg and beans before them.

Remus looked over at his husband in disgust "really Sirius" he groaned "you've got more than me on that plate and I'm eating for two" the animagus merely chuckled and began to eat.

An hour or so later and the happy couple could be found resting in the lush, flowery garden. The sun was pouring down joyfully over the duo and a light breeze filtered gently through the trees all around. Remus was laid on his back, dozing softly whilst Sirius laid on his side beside him, his large hand rubbing gentle circles on Remus' exposed belly. "Don't worry, little one" he whispered quietly to the unborn child "the war will be over soon and we'll be able to hold you without fear that you'll be taken away" he leaned down and kissed the bump "I love you, we both love you" and then, all of a sudden, Remus' eyes snapped open and he sat up hurriedly as a small cry of pain was drawn from his lips.

"SIRIUS!" he yelled "Sirius! Help! The baby, oh merlin! It hurts!" Sirius was on his feet instantly, he wrapped an arm around Remus' waist and hauled the werewolf up and into his arms.

"Hold on Moony" he whispered gently "we're going to St. Mungo's, you'll be fine, just stay calm for me" and with a faint pop they were gone.

Severus Snape strode purposefully through the hospital doors and into the waiting room of St Mungo's maternity ward. His lovely wife Narcissa was just a couple of steps behind, they marched over towards a rather frazzled-looking woman at the desk and demanded entrance to the room in which Remus Lupin was residing. At first, the woman refused but Narcissa could only be described as a rather….forceful woman and the anxious couple were soon shown towards the pretty little private room.

Remus was sprawled out on the bed, clearly in a lot of pain. Narcissa was at his side in seconds, her hands brushing gently over his forehead as she cooed quietly into his ears. Severus turned towards a mediwitch that had just arrived. "Why has he not had any pain stilling potion?" he demanded infuriatedly.

The nurse turned to face him with a tired frown playing at her lips. "I assure you, sir, that Mr Lupin has had a pain stilling potion, two vials of the stuff to be exact"

Severus' mouth dropped open and his eyes hardened dramatically "you infuriating little toad!" he snapped rudely "two vials? Is that all you could spare? Think about what the poor man is about to go through! Do you know what? Never mind! I keep a spare vial or two on hand for emergencies! Honestly!" and then he left the offended woman to apply the potion to his friend. "Come on Remus" he urged gently "you'll be alright, you can do this"

It seemed as if years had passed, when really it had only been three hours. Remus was persistent that he couldn't do it. "I can't do it Cissa" he wept "it hurts, I…oh god…ah" that was it, Narcissa had had enough.

"Well you jolly well can't leave it in there, now can you Remus! Honestly, come on now, you can do this, breathe. Stop glaring at Sirius, it's not all his fault" she turned to face the animagus then, who was standing in the corner looking very pale "would you get your arse over here and help your husband" Sirius swallowed and moved to take Remus' hand. That was when the healer came in, she looked down at Remus with an overly chipper smile on her face.

"Right then, mummy…or should I say daddy, it's time for this little one to join us then is it?" it's safe to say that Remus was unimpressed.

"My foot is going to join with your fat arse if you don't wipe that smile off of your face and get this thing out of me!" Severus let loose a much undignified snort from the corner. The nurse was rather affronted but she did as he asked and knelt on the floor to begin the process.

"Alright, one big push for me now Remus. That's it. Now breathe. Again for me. That's it. You're doing well."

There was the sound of ragged breathing and then a replied "thanks" and everyone turned to glare at Sirius, who merely shrugged and turned to smile down at his scowling lover.

"Ahem, anyway. Come on now Remus. That's it, the baby's crowning" there we go. Again for me now"

Remus was sure that he couldn't take it anymore, he lost count of the pleas and begs that he had made. He just wanted it to stop, wanted it to be over. And then it was. With a piercing wail, a baby was born. It was adorable, its dark hair was curly like Sirius' but its eyes were a nice amber like Remus. His cheekbones were high and his young face glowed with aristocratic grace. "Here you are" the nurse said happily "one lovely little baby boy. She handed him to Remus who cradled the child to his chest.

"Oh merlin, he's beautiful" he looked up at Sirius with a delicate smile playing gently on his face "look at him Sirius, he's ours, a little piece of you and me."

Sirius crouched down besides the rickety old bed and took the child into his arms. "He's perfect Remus, so very perfect."

And thus, Harry James Black began his life, unaware of his much it would change within the next year.