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Chapter 4

"He won't eat it! Seriously, I'm giving up."

"No, Billie. I did the diaper 'cause you said you'd feed him," Ig reminded her.

"Well it's not my fault he won't eat it."

"S'not my fault either."

I rolled my eyes at them and adjusted Peter on my knee. He couldn't sit up by himself so I had to eat with one hand. Sirius had reluctantly said that he would take him but I decided it would probably be best for me to have him for the first meal. Looking down the table it seemed as if the three remaining boys were having enough trouble with Remus and James' little girl. She was definitely a handful. I could hear her repeating, "No dat!" from here. It seemed to be her favourite phrase.

I looked up in time for Billie to successfully get a spoonful of revolting looking baby mush into Quinn's mouth. Billie waited to see if he was just going to spit it out again. He smiled at her, mouth mush free.

"Yes!" she said. "One bite down…the rest of the container left," she finished with a sigh.

"Urgh, please hurry. We still have to go finish that History of Magic essay and that Transfiguration project thinger."

"Ig, I'm going as fast as I can. He's actually eating it now at least," she looked over at Peter sitting happily in my lap. He only drinks bottles so I was just going to give him his when we got back to the Common Room. "Why is it that you got a good baby. I haven't heard him make any noise yet, and he's always smiling," she said with a sneer. "It's not fair."

"That's not true. He starts whining when you put him down. I pretty much have to hold him constantly. He gets heavy too. And Quinn's not bad either. He always seems rather happy."

"Yeah, but he's stubborn."

We were back in the Common Room almost twenty minutes later. Ig had taken a detour to the grab a book from the library and Billie was waiting for him to get back so she could start copying his essay. I was in an armchair, which I had decided were plushier then Gryffindors but not as plushy as Hufflepuffs, Peter was cradled in my arm and I was feeding him his bottle.

His eyes were getting droopier and droopier. I was hoping he would fall asleep soon so I could finish up my Potions homework. They were almost all the way shut when Lily and the Marauders came in followed by Ig, suddenly he was wide awake.

"Oh common!" I said, loudly, startling the group coming into the room. I glarred at them, "he was almost asleep, thanks for ruining that."

"I have news," Ig ignored my outburst and pushed past the others before they could respond.

Leaning back and jiggling Peter I said, "Alright. And what might that be?"

Picking up Quinn, from where he was laying down and playing with his own feet, Iggy placed him on his lap and sat down on the couch. "Okay, I was walking back from the library, so then this girl comes up and starts talking to me about Hogsmead. I, with no idea who she was, just go along with it. I wasn't really paying attention, but I hear her mention something about not having a date for the first trip. Then I hear her go 'So…would that be okay?'," by this time the others were scattered on the couch and other armchairs. It was hard to tell whether or not they were listening to our conversation. "I'm not exactly sure what she said, but judging by her reaction when I said 'uh…I don't think so. Sorry' I was correct in assuming that she was asking me out."

I looked at him for a second and Billie scoffed and said, "You are such a retard."

"What? Why?"

"You should have gone out with her!" I exclaimed.

"But…I didn't even know who she was," he said, confused.

"Was she cute?" Billie asked.

"Uh, yeah."

"Then you should have gone out with her!" Billie exclaimed. I nodded in agreement. Seeing as Iggy wasn't quite sure what he wanted, relationship wise, me and Billie kept telling him that he needs to keep an open mind and shouldn't rule out either sex until he has thoroughly tested all of his options.

"What'd she look like?"

"Shortish, blond hair." He paused.

"And…"

"Well I don't know, I was in a hurry, I didn't ask for her statistics."

Billie looked at him, "Statistics for what?"

"I don't know! My point is…I…I don't know," Iggy finished lamely.

I rolled my eyes at him and looked down at Peter. His little eyes were closed now but I could tell he wasn't quite sleeping because he was still sucking on his bottle hard. I stood up, walked over to Sirius, who was scribbling on his parchment and plopped Peter down on him. His eyes fluttered open, then shut again just as quickly.

Sirius looked up at me, "What? I'm writing an essay right now, I can't take him."

"Well I have had him since dinner and had to write an essay with him too. He should be asleep soon anyways. Just wait until he is and then stick him in his crib. Don't wake him when you set him down though or you'll be the one dealing with him."

"How am I supposed to do that?" He asked, almost panicky.

I rolled my eyes, a habit, and said, "Just put him down on his back, gently. If it's cold in the room throw that blue blanket on the changing table over him." I paused. "You know what? I'll make you a deal right now. I'll get up with him when he wakes up in the night if you get up with him when he wakes up for the morning."

He studied me for a second, "Well what if he doesn't wake up in the night. Then I'm getting up early and you get to sleep all night and sleep in."

"Trust me, he's gonna wake up."

Sometimes it sucks that I'm always right. I brag about it a lot but it's not always a good thing. Waking up at 2:30 in the morning to a screaming Peter was one of the times that I wished that I was wrong once in a while. I looked over to see Sirius stuffing a pillow over his face and grumbling to himself. I hoped he suffocated. Although that would make me a single mother, something that by watching Lily did not look very fun. I grabbed a bottle I had prepared before bed, scooped Peter into my arms and plopped down into the rocking chair. We rocked for awhile but I wasn't very comfortable and I moved to the bed. I propped myself up on my pillows and put Peter in my lap, leaning him against my chest. I shut my eyes and held the bottle for him.

I woke immediatley when I felt the small weight being lifted from my chest. I looked up to see Sirius holding Peter in one arm and a bottle in the other.

"Sorry," he said, "I noticed he was waking up and I thought I'd take him off you before he started screaming."

I was still really groggy and therefore a little confused, "Uh…yah, thanks. No problem." I mumbled.

"Go back to sleep," he said, giving me a funny look. I rolled over and did as I was told.

I wasn't quite sure how much later it was when I was awakened again. This time it was from a screaming Peter. Not to mention Sirius was shaking me.

"I'm sorry," he said, "but I've got no bloody clue what to do! I fed him when he woke up and he was playing happily in his crib then suddenly he started screaming. I went over and picked him up but he didn't stop. I checked his nappy, I tried to feed him again, I rocked him and he is still screaming!"

I looked at him, that was way to much information to get in the first minute of being awake. "I…what?"

Sirius looked horrible, "He. Won't. Stop."

"O…okay."

"Well…aren't you going to do something about it?"

"Um…okay. Did you feed him?"

"I just told you! I feed him, I checked his nappy, I rocked him, I have tried everything!"

I got up, stretched a little and went over to Peter. I lifted the screaming baby out of the crib and held him closely to my chest, jiggling him a little. He paused only to take a breath and cry louder. I thought over what Sirius said as I swayed back and forth on the spot.

"Did you burp him?" I asked Sirius.

"Did I what?" I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him.

I grabbed a spit up rag from the changing table and threw it over my shoulder, laying Peter's head on top of it. I continued swaying and started patting Peter soft but firmly on the back, after a few minutes of this he stopped crying for a moment, long enough to let out a little burp. He then laid his head on my shoulder and promptly fell asleep. Looking over at Sirius I said, "You have to do that every time you feed him a bottle." Sirius looked a little sheepish and said, "Oh."

We stood there awkwardly for a few seconds before he said, "Well, sorry for having to wake you."

"Don't worry about it," I glanced at the clock and said, "it's about time I started getting ready for class anyways. What have you got today? We should decide who takes Peter to which classes."

It took awhile but we finally decided that it we would divide Peter up depending on who had the easiest classes. Example: If I had Potions and Sirius had Divination then he would take Peter because Potions is a lot harder and you need more concentration. We decided the following:

First, I would take Peter with me to a double period of Charms, because I'm awesome at Charms. Sirius would then take him to a double Period of Divination, because a Troll could pass that class. We'd meet up at lunch and then we had a single period of the parenting class. We then would go together to a single period of History of Magic. I'd have him for my single spare period then Sirius would have him for his single spare period, and I'd come and meet him in the our common room and we'd figure out the rest of the night.

Charms was a whole lot better then I had expected, we were learning how to make objects completely invisible, using our ink pots to practice. I had just mastered making my ink pot invisible when Peter woke up from his short nap and started screaming. His screaming startled Quinn and he then started to scrunch up his face and let out a little whimper, tears welling up in his bright blue eyes.

I frantically grabbed Peter out of his stroller, hoping to stop the screaming before we had two bawling babies on our hands. I got the bottle into his mouth just in time and Quinn went back to chewing on his teething ring. My luck didn't last long, after just a short time he starting fighting the bottle and screaming again. He wriggled around and stopped crying only to breath, the other students kept shooting annoyed glances at me and I ran out of things to try to get him to stop. His nappy wasn't wet, he wasn't hungry, he wasn't sleepy, he didn't want to be held and he didn't want to be put down. I was starting to panic until I had an epiphany.

I created a new game, well I improved an old game, you may have heard of it: Peek-A-Boo.

I settled him on my lap, leaning him back against my chest and pointed my wand at my ink pot turning it into a little mouse then making it bright green. Getting Peter's attention onto the mouse I made it invisible. After a couple seconds I said 'Boo!' and made the mouse re-appear. He stop crying to look warily at the mouse, I made it disappear and a second later said 'Boo' and made it re-appear tickling Peter on the belly. He started to giggle, I continued this until he was half asleep on my lap. Then I scooped him into my arms and rocked him until he was fully asleep.

I laid him down gently into the stroller and strapped him in. Muttering a quiet, "Yes!"

The rest of the class was free of crying and I even finished half of the essay that was assigned on the invisibility spell. Sleeping Peter and me met Sirius on the fourth floor, handing over the stroller and the baby bag I told Sirius a condensed version of what happened in Charms and told him that if Peter woke up he should give him the rest of the bottle (reminding him more then once that he had to burp him before he put him down).

Then I set off towards the dungeons, I started jogging at the first floor and only just made it to the Potions classroom on time. I walked to my designated spot at the front of the class and promptly stopped paying attention to everything around me. No wonder I didn't pass potions last year.

Billy and me started walking towards the Gryffindor table from the entrance to the Great Hall at about 11:30, we arrived at 11:40. No joke. Quinn had decided he wanted to walk there. The only problem is that he couldn't walk. He couldn't even stand up without holding onto someone and took about a minute to take two shuffled steps. But Billie insisted we let him walk there if he wanted to, I don't know why. So a twenty second walk took us ten minutes instead.

When we finally arrived I sat, or rather flopped, down beside Iggy. The late night feeding of Peter was starting to take its toll on me, I needed sustenance and I needed it now. Starting with a ginormous cup of coffee. After that I piled some of everything within reach onto my plate, I was halfway done when Sirius strolled up with Peter.

"Okay, your turn."

"Hm?" I asked, mouth full.

"I had him for the first half so now he's yours," Sirius explained.

I sighed, "Alright. Has he been asleep since I gave him to you?"

"Yes."

"Damn it, I'll have to wake him is he doesn't wake himself soon."

Sirius looked at me like I had two heads, "Why would you do that?"

"Well if he sleeps for too long now then his schedule will be off later tonight."

"Oh," he said, and walked off. I pulled the stroller closer to myself and hoped that Peter would wake up on his own and be in a good mood.

"Looks like Quinn's being a little more co-operative today," I commented, noticing his lack of resistance to being fed his baby mush.

"Thankfully," Iggy said, scooping more mush onto the little spoon and making a funny face, as Quinn opened his mouth in a toothless smile he shovelled the goo inside.

"Ow!" I yelped, glaring across the table at Billie, "What was that for?" I asked indignantly.

She looked up confused, "What?" she asked.

"You stepped on my toe, hard!"

"No I didn't," she said, and I heard a little tiny giggle. Remus Lupin jogged into the Hall and was running up and down the aisles, looking rather lost. He didn't even react when a Slytherin tried to trip him. I looked under the table to find my toe squasher and realized that said toe squasher and giggler were in fact the same being. Little Grace looked up at me with wide brown eyes and put her little tiny finger up to her lips, the universal sign for 'Shh…I'm hiding.'

I couldn't help but smile at the little girl under the table, I put my finger to my lips as well, telling her I wouldn't spill her little secret. When Remus got to the part of the table I was at I waved him over and said, "It seems as if you've lost something," I pointed at down at my plate. He opened his mouth and looked confused for a minute, then the metaphorical light bulb came on. He bent down to tie his shoe and just happened to see Gracie hiding, she shot out from under the table as soon as she realized she was caught and got about three steps before Remus scooped her up.

She laughed and giggled as he settled her onto his shoulders, "Hi Daddy Remus!" She said, bending over his head to look him in the eyes upside down.

He sighed, "Hello Gracie, how many times do I have to tell you not to run off and hide like that?"

"I didn't!" she insisted in a fierce little voice. "You and Daddy James left me here!" she exclaimed.

Remus opened his mouth to say something then snapped it shut quickly, obviously realizing that the little girl was right. "Let's keep that little fact to ourselves, okay? And maybe you can have a lollipop."

"Gone to bribing already are we?" I laughed.

He shrugged and grinned, "It works."

I grabbed my book bag and put it into the holder under Peter's stroller. "I'll meet you guys next class, okay? I'm going to put some of my books back in the common room."

"Okay, see you later, and don't worry I completely forgive you for falsely accusing me of causing you bodily harm," Billie said sarcastically.

I grabbed Peter's stroller and started walking out of the Great Hall, Remus walked up beside me, "You mind if we walk with you?" he asked.

I've never had an entire conversation with Remus but I couldn't see the harm and I told him so.

We reached the third floor, talking about the pros and cons of the different aged infants when Gracie started demanding she be put down. Remus obliged and she started skipping up the stairs ahead of us, Remus calling to her not to get too far ahead.

"Peter's great 'cause it'd be almost impossible to lose him, unless of course I forgot him somewhere," I teased. He laughed, and grabbed the railing as the staircase decided to change direction.

"Well, Gracie isn't usually that hard to keep track of being so loud and all."

I smiled and stepped onto the landing. I glanced around and then looked panicked at Remus.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Where is Gracie?" he spun around and looked at the landing that the staircase had originally been directed at, and there was Gracie. She spun around and took off down the corridor before Remus could say, "Stay!"

We looked at each other wild-eyed and took off down our corridor, I almost forgot Peter and had to run back and grab the stroller. Talk about irony. We took the first right and ran past three other corridors connecting to our right, we turned down the fourth one and skidded to a stop, staring at the empty hallway that Gracie had gotten off on. Peter had woken up and was smiling at all the excitement.

"She can't have gone too far!" I panted, out of breath. I was so out of shape, I really needed to stop smoking.

"We probably would have passed her if she'd gone left, her only other option would be to go straight! I bet you anything that she'll have hid behind the first tapestry that she comes across."

"Okay, let's go!"

We ran again until we came across a ballerina spinning around her tapestry, "Have you seen a little girl run by here?" I interrupted the ballerina.

"Yes," she said in a musically little voice. "She hid behind me, then sneezed a few times and ran off again. She took the first right I think."

"Thank you!" Remus yelled, already around the first corner. I followed quickly and saw Remus run past a suit of armor then skid to a halt and back track a few paces.

"Gracie!" I was a little surprised with the anger in his voice, it was an appropriate response but Remus is a quiet guy and it was weird seeing him angry. Apparently Gracie thought so too. She came out from behind the suit of armor with her head down and her bottom lip sticking out. The anger in Remus' face melted a little but not by much.

"Do have any idea how worried I was?" I could tell he was trying not to yell but he was still talking loudly and angrily. "You," he said, grabbing onto her arm, not hard but just to keep her in one spot, "have got to stop running off like that! Anything could have happened to you, you could have been hurt, you could have gotten lost and never found again! Do you want to be lost forever?" he asked, he was exaggerating a bit now but was definitely getting the point across.

The little girls eyes filled and overflowed with tears, she shook her head. Remus stood up straight and let go of her arm. She stood in the hall, bottom lip she out, sniffling and crying. Remus stepped forward and picked her up, she immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her head into his shoulder, soaking his shirt with her tears.

We started walking back toward the staircases, the only sound being the little girl crying. She turned her head and laid her left cheek onto Remus' left shoulder. We reached the common room in silence and I tapped the bricks to let us in.

Remus walked past a surprised Lily and James and took Gracie right to her room, asking her to stay in there for a little while to think about what happened. I sat down on the sofa to feed Peter his bottle. Remus sat down beside me and I gave him a little smile.

"You think I was too harsh."

"No," I said. "I think you acted perfectly fine and that you've finally gotten your point across. Don't worry about her, she'll forget about it by tomorrow. Toddlers don't hold grudges long."

James asked what happened, so Remus and me told them the story.

"I just feel bad for yelling at her," Remus admitted.

"Sonnie's right," Lily said, "If it got your point across then you shouldn't feel bad."

"I guess so."

We were all getting ready to leave for class when Gracie came out of James and Remus' room, she walked over to Remus and climbed onto his lap, she curled into a little ball and said, "I'm sorry Daddy Remus. I didn't mean to scare you."

Remus looked at her and said, "I'm sorry that I yelled at you Gracie but me and Daddy James need you to stop running off because we don't want to lose you and we don't like when we don't know where you are. Do you understand?"

She nodded her little head and looked over to James, "Sorry Daddy James."

It was the cutest thing ever, Remus looked completely natural cuddling up with Gracie and after only a day he was handling her really well. It was so cute, and did I mention that it was cute? I officially decided that I would have babies with Remus Lupin.

The parenting class wasn't very exciting, we were just asked if we had any questions or problems and we had to fill out a log-type form about our child. Each 'parent' had to fill out a different one to make sure that we were each doing our part. After HoM me and Sirius went our separate ways and met up in the Common Room before dinner. All of us walked down to the Great Hall and we ended up sitting together. Me and Remus spent dinner discussing Charms, my favourite class, and Transfiguration, his favourite class. I wanted to get back to the Common Room so I could tell Billie and Ig about my plans to procreate with Remus.

A/n- I tried to post this a few days ago but my computers was being stupid. Really hope you all enjoyed this, if you did, or even if you didn't you should tell me about it in a review!

Also, I just wrote what I think is my best chapter ever, stay tuned for chapter eight!