A/N: So I've been working on this ever since I posted the last chappy – took me awhile because I had started going through the story and changing things. I love Sirius as a character, but unfortunately he doesn't get a lot of screen time, so… tah dah! ;]

Disclaimer: I actually DO own something though they aren't showcased in this chappy – I own Lilly (the OC, not the Potter with one 'l', or the real life person with two, hehe)!

Sirius's POV

Merry Christmas, James, I thought, looking at the picture of the two of us back in Hogwarts. It was in Sixth Year to be exact; James was throwing snowballs at a much younger Hagrid, while I laughed and joked, egging him on.

Unbidden, my mind flashed back to the image of his son and my daughter snogging the pants off each other. I shuddered. My little girl – in a relationship. And with Harry, no less. I had wanted to throttle my young godson at the sight of his hands and lips on her. I shuddered again.

What do you think I should do, Prongs?

While I detested the thought of my ickle Issy having those kinds of feelings for the opposite sex, I had to admit – they'd make amazing babies. The unconscious image of children with messy black hair and stormy grey eyes running amuck warmed my heart, but then the idea of just how they came to be made my fists clench.

Oh no, that little bugger wasn't going to lay one finger on her!

Sorry, James, but if Bella ends up pregnant I'm gonna murder your son.

I remember the time when us Marauders talked about kids. It was rather strange to think back on because mostly everything we'd said had turned out correct.

We were enjoying the sun while it lasted (you can never be too careful with British weather) by goofing off around the Black Lake. Prongs and I were doing, in my opinion, very good impressions of the nasty Slytherins opposite us in Quidditch, when Remus suddenly popped his head up from his book.

"Do you guys want children when you're older?"

The two of us stopped and turned to stare at him. Even Peter changed his adoring expression (which had been aimed at Prongsy, naturally) into that of confusion.

"Where did that come from?" I choked out.

Moony shrugged, looking embarrassed. He hesitantly held up his book and showed us the title.

"Mating and Offspring Theories for the Common Werewolf," Wormtail read out slowly, like a child learning how to speak.

James frowned disapprovingly. "Remus, why do you torture yourself with reading rubbish like that? Most of it isn't even anywhere near true."

The seventeen-year-old boy looked down at his lap. "If I'm honest... I don't really know." He shook his head. "Still, you didn't answer my question: Do you want kids?"

"Nah, they'd ruin my reputation," I teased, trying to lighten up the mood.

Prongs joined in. "Your reputation is probably the reason you'd end up with a kid. Just how many girls have you slept with this past week?"

I joking contemplated it. "Hm, I'm not sure. Maybe twelve?"

"Merlin, Padfoot, it's only Thursday!" Remus chuckled.

"Perhaps one of them is already pregnant," Peter added. I sent him a playful glare.

"If they are then I blame you!" I pointed at him. "And I'll come after ya!"

He squeaked in fear, making the rest of us laugh. James waved his arms around.

"When Lily and I are married," he began, certainty in his voice, "we'll immediately have a babe and it will be a boy."

I smirked. "If I ever marry, we'll immediately start the making process of having a babe and it will be great."

"Oh please, Padfoot," Moony scoffed, smirking as well, "if you ever settle down I bet you'll want a kid more than anything. And when you have the baby, you'll love it even more than sex.

James pushed my shoulder mockingly. "Yeah, and just to make you suffer more, the universe will make it so that you'll have a girl – that way, you get to deal with all the boyfriend issues."

I fell to my knees on the ground, dramatically clutching at my chest. "Oh, the horror!"

"I don't think I'll ever have children," Peter added, uncaringly. "They cry far too much, and they poop more than they eat."

I crinkled up my face at the thought.

Remus smiled slightly. "I don't think I'll have a child either. Wouldn't want to pass on the curse, right?"

For the next twenty minutes, the rest of us tried to bully him out of the negative ideas. Which, I'll have you know, was hard work when you were dealing with an angsty werewolf.

I supposed it hadn't come as much of a shock really when I saw Harry and Bella together. As soon as I held her in my arms, after my lovely Evangeline pushed her out, the idea of her and little Harry as a married couple went through my mind. James even joked that it would finally make us related.

As I sat in my room of my parents' house, I thought back to the last private moment that my godson, daughter and I shared. I was sure my Bella had understood I was happy for them; it had just been unexpected. They were to next generation of Marauders, so I had high hopes for them. I just wondered whether their relationship would get in the way of things to come. They'd done so much, and their journey wasn't over yet. The Dark Lord was on the loose – the Order knew that Harry and Dumbledore were right.

If all ends well, my daughter and godson would grow up to defeat the bugger and then – just maybe – they'd marry and have kids of their own.

… Dear Merlin, I'd be a grandfather!

A/N: So, I wanted to get this out for Christmas seeing as this chapter and the last are so well timed :P This is your present ;] Happy holidays, dear readers! :] xx