Loveship, a collection of Female!Harry/Sirius Black drabbles
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Prompt: Lullaby
Words: 100
Setting/Time: Next generation
iv. A lil' thing called pride
"All right, what does the princess want to read today?"
"I don't wanna read today, Daddy. I know! Sing for me!"
"Sing? Sing?"
"Oh, you're singing today?" Bella was leaning against the door, eyebrows raised in amusement. "Let's hear it, then."
Sirius scowled at his wife. "I'm not singing anything."
"You're not afraid to sing and embarrass yourself, are you?"
Their daughter piped up. "You don't have to sing if you're scared, Daddy."
Which is how Sirius Black found himself singing a lullaby to his daughter that night, while his wife winked at her daughter behind his back. Mission accomplished.