"Harry, come back here."

"No Harry, don't touch that—"

"Damn it, kid... STOP MOVING."

"UGGHHHHH."

Sirius' first month with Harry didn't go as well as planned. Taking care of a kid was harder than both Remus and Sirius had ever imagined.

"Now I know why my mother hated me so much," Sirius said.

They were eating dinner at the old table on a Saturday night. After a long day of struggling with Harry, the two adults finally got to rest. But unfortunately, one is never done taking care of a child until he's asleep.

"Harry, eat your food." Remus said, poking Harry lightly on the arm. "Aren't you hungry?"

Harry stared down at his food. Am I? He thought. After all, babies have more imaginative minds than we think. Maybe. Or maybe it's just that the food doesn't like me...

He turned to Remus, and shook his head. Yup; The food and him were not getting along.

"Harry, you have to eat." Sirius told his Godson. "It's good, see?" He piled up some food on his fork, and shoved it in his mouth. With his mouth full, he gave Harry a smile, reassuring him that the food was indeed as good as promised. But Remus didn't approve of this gesture.

"Padfoot, you're teaching him bad table manners." Remus said angrily.

"Bad table manners?! Remus, he's a baby," Sirius retorted back at his friend. "Who cares?"

"You'll care, when he's older." Remus crossed his arms. Clearly, he was the only decent one in the house. "Wait and see."

"There's absolutely nothing wrong with what I just did. It's not like it'll ruin his life! I used to do that too, when I was little."

"Oh yeah, and I can see that turned out well." Remus muttered under his breath.

"Well you're not so perf— Harry, what're you doing?!"

Remus quickly turned around to see what the problem was.

But Harry was perfectly fine. His fork? Not so much.

Harry had his little eyes closed in concentration. In front of his face was a tiny fork, floating in midair. It quickly scooped up a small portion of food, and levitated it into Harry's open mouth. He opened his eyes wide, took out he fork, and smiled up at Remus. His mouth was full.

Sirius' eyes lit up like a child. "Harry, you did it! You did magic!" Knocking down his chair, he rushed over to hug his young Godson. "I can't believe it! Blimey, I'm so proud."

Remus, however, was not as pleased. "Sirius, his mouth is full."

Sirius looked away from Harry, and gave a deep sigh. "My Godson just performed magic, and you're still worried about his manners?" His shoulders dropped, and his face screwed up in anger and confusion. "...How could you?"

Remus shrugged. "I'm sorry." He looked Harry in the eyes. "Harry, good job." Harry smiled back again.

"Now, let's see that again!" said Sirius excitedly.

Harry nodded, and shut his eyes once again, trying to make it levitate. It took a few minutes, but when it began to float, Sirius clapped with joy, and encouraged Harry to do it again.

Remus shook his head. He saw himself as the adult; Sirius and Harry were the kids he was watching over. But he smiled anyway. "Good Luck, Harry." he whispered.

AUTHOR NOTE: Thanks for reading! Right now, I'll let you know that I will post a Christmas 'episode' or 'chapter' of Good Luck Harry. It may come on the 24th or 25th. Thank you, to all the people who have reviewed, and please review again! I'd like to know how I'm doing :) Another Chapter will be coming up soon.