(Welcome to the very last chapter of 'The Life and Lies of Sirius Black'. I was originally going to have this be have the notes and letters, but it's taking up too much space on my computer and I'm getting tired of looking at it.. So I'm finishing it as a Christmas present. If you really, REALLY wanted notes and letters, and such, tell me and I will make it a separate fic. This contains SB/RL so If that's not your thing, what are you doing here? I'm going to try for less angst in this chapter, and more Baby Teddy. I own nothing. Rub it in, why don't you?)
Looking at the picture of the two boys in the snow, Harry as if he could forgive them. He may not have been quite comfortable with the knowledge of their relationship yet, but he could understand why they didn't tell him. He could understand that they wanted to keep that pure love safe, even if the joy had long left their lives. Harry no longer felt any anger towards his godfather.
A loud rumble suddenly filled the room, making Harry jump slightly. Everyone turned to stare at Ron's stomach.
"What? I'm starving." Ron shrugged defensively. "I haven't had anything to eat since dinner."
Harry looked down at his watch. It read five oh three AM. "Teddy and Mrs. Tonks should be here in about two hours." Harry announced.
"Well then, we'd better make ourselves look more presentable." Hermione stood up and winced when there was a small popping sound from her knee. "Ouch. I'll start clearing last night's dishes, while you're in the bathroom."
"Why don't you just make Kreacher do it?" Ron yawned.
Hermione gave Ron a disgusted look. "It's slavery Ron. I refuse to partake in this awful wizarding tradition. Besides, Kreacher is getting old. He'll work himself to death." She sniffed. "And it's inhumane."
"But Kreacher's not human."
"You, Ronald Weasley, are the perfect example of everything wrong in Wizarding Society." Hermione huffed and stalked out of the room.
Harry yawned, and heavily got to his feet. "I'm going to take a quick shower and change." He stated to no one in particular.
Harry left Sirius' bedroom and made his way to his own. After opening the door and catching sight of his bed, he suddenly felt extremely tired. Pulling off his clothes until he was clad in nothing but his boxers, Harry collapsed into the bed and fell into a heavy sleep.
When he awoke what felt like moments later, it was to something tiny and soft crawling on his chest. Harry opened one bleary eye and found himself face to face with his happy gurgling godson.
"HAWWYY!" Baby Teddy squealed when he saw that Harry was awake. "UP! Up! Up! Up!"
Harry groaned and closed his eye. This was going to be a long day.
Ten minutes later Harry was 'up', dressed and taking Baby Teddy downstairs. "Oh, good you're up." Ginny said when she saw Harry in the doorway. "An owl just came for you. The letters on the table."
"Thanks." Harry handed his Godson to Ginny and picked up the letter. "Hey, you opened it!"
"Well, how else was I supposed to read it?" Ginny smirked, and handed Harry a plate of sausage, eggs, and toast. "I kept your breakfast warm."
"Thanks. Did Ron and Hermione eat already?"
Ginny nodded. "Yeah, about an hour ago. Read your letter."
Harry obeyed his girlfriend and read the words on the yellowish parchment. His eyes widened, and he cleared his throat. "The ministry… they want to give me an, um… Order of Merlin, First class."
"I know, I already read it remember?" Ginny grinned. "Keep reading."
"…They want to throw me a party."
"I KNOW!" Ginny squealed. "I can't wait!"
Harry rolled his eyes and tossed the letter back on the table. He really hated the Ministries parties. They were boring and stuffy, and went on for much too long.
Harry grabbed a piece of toast and bit into it. He grimaced. The toast was cold, and everyone knows that there is nothing worse then cold toast.
"Harry you're up!" Hermione exclaimed, as she entered the room. Did you get the letter?"
"How come every one knew about the letter, but me?" Harry moaned, taking Baby Teddy away from Ginny and staring at him. "I don't think it's very fair at all. Do you think it's fair, Teds?"
"No fair! No fair!" Baby Teddy laughed.
Harry smiled. "See? Teddy agrees with me."
Ginny rolled her eyes and smiled softly, before turning to Hermione and asking her if Ron was up. Hermione shook her head and reached over to take Baby Teddy from Harry. Baby Teddy gurgled happily and blew a spit bubble at Hermione.
Harry watched the two young women chat, the baby babble and play with Hermione's hair, and winding its way down the stairs were the sounds of Ron's deep snores. "I'm going to go wake Ron, yeah?"
Ginny nodded. "Have fun."
After Harry left the two witches continued to play with the baby.
"Do you think Harry will mind that I took this?" Hermione asked pulling a picture out of her robes.
Ginny shook her head. "I doubt that he'll even notice it's gone."
Neither Ginny, nor Hermione noticed Baby Teddy leaning closer to the picture until he touched it with a small chubby hand. "Da?"
Ginny stared at him. "Yeah, that's your 'Da'."
Then, as they heard the muffled thumps of Harry, and Ron's feet tromping down the stairs, Hermione and Ginny exchanged a glance and folded the picture of Remus, fast asleep next to Sirius, into a tiny square. They would give it back to Baby Teddy when he was old enough to Understand.
THE END!
I'm glad its over. Review if you want, I just never want to have to look at this fic again. I hope you liked it though.
