All the legal stuff, summery and notes are on chapter one.

A/N: Guys, I'm so so sorry about the delay in updating. Like I mentioned before I just started a new job that week and it's killing! 8 hours on my feet, it's a murder. Anyway, here it is.

Mini-Moony- chapter seven

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Aaron blinked his eyes open, the sunlight streaming through the sheer curtains striping the bed and making it hard for him to stay asleep. He lay there for a moment, letting the quietness seep in. Normally at that time of day the orphanage was already bustling and loud. When he opened his eyes, Aaron was rather surprised to find himself nowhere near where he had gone to sleep the night before. He looked at the sleeping figures around him and wondered if he'd had a bad dream and snuck into Harry and Remus' bed, and more so, how angry they would be that he did.

Personally Aaron couldn't recall a bad dream, in fact that last day had been more of a fairy tale than anything, but he must have had one and now Harry and Remus would be mad that he'd gone into their bed and they'd take him back to the orphanage. The air caught in Aaron's throat, making it hard to breath. The last thing he wanted was to be ungrateful and give his new friends any reason not to want them in their house.

Since neither Harry nor Remus showed signs that they were waking up Aaron carefully and slowly slid from the bed and padded as quietly as he could towards his own room. Hoping that if they'd find him in his bed they'd think he'd spent the whole night there. Half way through to his room Aaron realized he was kind of lost. Not that the cottage was by any means huge, but for someone who'd so far had one tour of the place and then spent most of his day either in the kitchen or his room Aaron was still a little disoriented around the place. Pushing a door open he found himself in the cosy living room he first saw yesterday. Wrinkling his nose in disappointment he turned to leave the room when the fireplace blazed green and a tall figure stepped out.

Aaron stood stock still, looking avidly at the man who just strolled in as if he lived there. Tall and dark he gave out quite an intimidating air. The man's eyes locked with the frightened little boy and for a long moment they both stared at each other before identical screams of surprise burst from their mouths.

Harry sat bolt upright in his bed, looking around him wildly while his hand grabbed the wand that was tucked under his pillow. He looked around for the noise that woke him, while Remus simply rolled over and stuck a pillow over his head,

"Shut up, Pads…" He mumbled and Harry nearly crashed to the floor in his rush to leave the bed,

"Oh, gods, Aaron!" Remus pushed the pillow from his face, looking for his husband but only hearing the sound of bare feet running towards the living room. Remus rolled onto his back and sighed before he dragged himself out of the bed and into his robe.

Harry burst into the living room with his wand held up only to have Aaron's small body clashing painfully with his legs and hiding behind them. He looked up at Sirius who was still standing, completely shocked in front of the fireplace,

"Sirius, what are you doing here? I thought we told you not to come." Harry exclaimed, while bending over and picking the scared boy up, after Aaron's arms nearly cut off the circulation to his legs and cradled him close to his chest,

"Who's that?" Sirius, ever the eloquent, blurted rather rudely,

"'That' is Aaron, he's ours." The three of them turned to look at Remus who walked into the room calmly and wrapped his arms around his family.

"Huh?" Remus rolled his eyes, gods, why does Sirius have to be so thick all the time?

"Well, now that we're all awake, I'm going to make breakfast." Harry said brightly and hitched Aaron a little higher on his hip, before he turned, kissed Remus' cheek and strode to the kitchen. Sirius and Remus were left alone in the living room, looking at each other,

"So… You got yourselves a kid then." Remus shook his head, coming to sit on the sofa.

"We didn't 'get ourselves a kid'," He corrected, "It's a long story but the point is, Aaron is a werewolf and we took him in." A slow smile spread on Sirius' face, then turned into a deep chuckle, which really annoyed Remus, "What?"

"You got yourself a Mini-Moony!" Sirius crooned happily. Remus looked the other way, pursing his lips together and Sirius was positively rolling on the sofa laughing himself silly.

Eventually he calmed a bit, sighing in content and whipping his eyes dry of the mirthful tears. Remus cast a sideways glance at his friend, just to make sure Sirius was done and that it was safe to talk again without bursting into laughter himself.

"Are you quite through?"

"I think it's adorable. You two, having a Mini-Moony around. I guess that will shut Hermione up for at least a couple of days."

"One could only hope." Remus muttered darkly.

"Seriously though, are you ready for this?" In a way it was funny that Sirius would ask such a thing, when it was he, Sirius, that was causing them to think about children in the first place.

"Yes, we are. We love him." Remus answered in a serious tone, every time he said it again it cemented the feeling of rightness about the whole situation. Sirius grinned wide and jumped up from the sofa,

"Come on then, let's go meet the new squirt." Together the two friends entered the kitchen to see Harry setting the table and Aaron standing on a chair over the stove and looking intently at the pot of boiling water and eggs. Remus could see the shimmering barrier that Harry cast so that Aaron would not be able to reach close enough to the hub and burn himself. The little chicken shaped egg timer went off and Aaron stood back and cried out,

"The eggs are done!" Harry smiled and turned off the fire, picking up the pot and petting Aaron's head on his way to the sink, messing up the boy's locks further.

"Sit down, breakfast is ready." Harry urged them and brought the eggs along with Aaron to the table. Aaron was still a little apprehensive towards Sirius, who kept sending him glances that seemed to measure him. The little boy was so distress that he kept squirming in his seat and wouldn't even look at his food,

"Sirius!" Remus snapped at last, and the dark haired man gave him the most innocent look he could muster. "Stop looking at Aaron and let the poor boy eat!" Sirius pulled a face at his friend but returned to his plate nonetheless.

Harry was busy placing the soft boiled eggs in their cups and making sure Aaron had enough food on his plate. He was glad that he and Aaron were able to clear the air while making breakfast. He had explained to Aaron that he, Harry, was the one who brought him to sleep in their bed and that even if Aaron was the one who was unable to sleep he was always welcome in their bed and he needn't be shy about it. Under the influence of food and easy conversation the tension around the table eased and even Aaron started sending tentative smiles in Sirius' direction.

The peaceful meal was disturbed rather rudely by the sound of Harry's cell phone. Harry groaned, he always hated when people were as inconsiderate as to call in the most inappropriate hours of the day. He rose from the table and picked up the phone,

"Hello? Yes, speaking…" Remus' eyes followed his husband as Harry's eyes lost their mirth and he stepped out of the kitchen and into the hallway. Something wasn't right. He bit his lip uncertainly and waited for Harry to return. Meanwhile Sirius and Aaron both discovered the mutual love they shared of maple syrup and playfully started fighting over the bottle. Harry stepped back into the kitchen, looking rather grim.

"What is it?"

"That, was the social worker which was assigned to Aaron's case. She wants to come and meet us all in our 'home environment'," He said with air quotes, a grimace marring his face,

"But we knew she would, I don't see the problem." Remus answered easily, buttering his toast with relief, now that he learned nothing life-threatening was going to happen. Harry gave him a mirthless smile,

"She wants to come next Friday…" Remus and Sirius exchanged an uneasy look, and Remus dropped his toast, trying to control his temper so that Aaron wouldn't be scared. Well, wasn't that just peachy? All three men knew that it could not be by chance that the social worker decided to drop by on the day of the full moon of all days.

"What are we going to do?" Harry asked almost desperately. He wished he could have hexed the woman over the phone, something nasty for making his family suffer. Sometimes he really missed floo calling… "You can't stay here, not the way you two are going to be wrung out," He started pacing the length of the kitchen, the eyes of the others glued to him, "This is just what she wants, to catch you in a fault and take Aaron from us! We can't let that happen!" Aaron hung his head, feeling all the happy bubbles that were swirling in his tummy ever since Harry and Remus had brought him home exploding one by one and leaving him with a feeling of dread filling his small body,

"I think, the best solution is for Aaron and Remus to come over and spend the day at my place," Harry and Remus both looked at Sirius, who was calmly folding his napkin. Neither really expected Sirius to come up with a reasonable solution, let alone a selfless one. "Don't worry, I'll bring them both back in time for the transformation." He promised Harry.

"I… I think he's got a point," Remus said slowly, looking at Harry for confirmation, "You would be able to deal with what I'm pretty sure is going to be an annoying woman better than either of us could." Harry nodded and sank into a chair. Gods, why couldn't people just let him and Remus and Aaron have a quiet life? In moments like these he was seriously tempted to pull rank and use his fame as the boy-who-lived, something he'd absolutely refused to do thus far.

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A/N: It's so very Sirius to come up with something like 'Mini Moony', just like he did 'Prongslet'.