I dont own any of the Harry Potter characters
I was going to split this chapter into two different ones, but I thought it'd be too short and... well... I have ideas for other stories... so here it is, the last, final chapter of Keep On Dreaming. It's been my favourite story to work on if I'm honest. Their may well be more Sirius/Hermione fics on the way. YAY:D
Enjoy
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Weddings, Sirius came to realize, were destined to be preceded by long, drawn out and stressful conversations, involving flowers, dresses, colours, invitations, dinner plans, and general havoc. He wondered how it was possible for the happiest day of his life to emerge from such meticulously frustrating plans. Days found him talking repeatedly with the florist about flower arrangements, the nights found him curled up on the sofa with Hermione, sleeping deeply in an attempt to forget the mantra of colour co-ordinations and guest list names racing around in his head.
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A year and a half after their engagement found Hermione and Sirius embracing soundly in the hall of Grimmauld Place, a small smile on Sirius' lips as their mouths seperated. "Just one more day..." he whispered quietly, eyes shining with a complete happiness that made Hermione's stomach flip agreeably.
Hermione nodded, fingers running through his hair easily and carelessly. "Less than." She murmured.
"Mmm." He kissed the corner of her mouth softly. "I can call you Mrs Black soon."
She smirked. "Hopefully though, I won't turn out to be quite as disagreeable as your dear mother." Sirius smiled.
"I do hope so." He pulled her to him and smiled. "Is it stupid how I don't want to let you go for even a day?"
"No," Hermione assured him. "It's not wrong." She kissed him sweetly. "I happen to find it very endearing."
Smiling, Sirius pushed her towards the door. "You remember that when you're paying me back tomorrow night," the suggestive whisper left his lips and she shuddered slightly.
"I will."
He kissed her hand and opened the door. "See you at the altar Miss Granger." He bowed mockingly. Hermione nodded sombrely.
"Good day Master Black."
She turned to leave, but his hand caught her wrist. "What is it, Sirius?" She said, smiling.
"I miss you already." He told her quietly, then dropped her hand and raised his hand in farewell. "Until tomorrow my love."
He disappeared into the living room, his heart pounding with adrenaline and excitement as he heard her faint giggle and the front door shut.
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Remus awaited him there, sat with his feet on the coffee table and a cup of tea in his hands. He smiled at Sirius as he slumped into the chair, raising his cup in greeting. "Excited?" He asked, grinning.
Sirius smiled giddily, making Remus chuckle. "Can't wait." Sirius said, resting his head on the back of the seat. "Can't believe it's finally happening..."
Nodding, Remus set his cup down, running a hand through his thinning hair. "Yes, it is about time."
There were a few moments of uninterrupted silence, Sirius smiling quietly to himself, and Remus looking at his friend in wonderment.
It hadn't surprised him when the two had become engaged, in fact, he might have put money on it happening sooner. He wasn't even surprised that Sirius had asked her fathers permission before going public with it. No, what had surprised Remus, was when Sirius walked into his kitchen and asked him to be his best man. There had been no doubt at all in his mind that Sirius would pick Harry, who was so much like James, his best friend, yet for some reason, he hadn't picked Harry at all. He said it was because Harry was like his son, because Remus had been there for him throughout everything. It was flattering, and touching, and he fully intended to make the day as special as possible for the couple.
"How are the vows coming along?" Remus asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"They're done." Sirius reached into his pocket, pulling out a folded piece of parchment, which he handed to Remus.
Remus took it slowly, unfolding it deliberately and murmuring the words to himself slowly. When he had finished, his eyes glistened slightly. He didn't try to hide it. "They're beautiful." He said, handing it back. Sirius shook his head, not taking it.
"Know them." He tapped his lips thoughtfully, then frowned. "How does it feel? To be married to someone? Does it feel any... different?"
Sitting back, Remus nodded, a faint smile on his lips. "Very."
"How so?"
Remus shrugged. "I suppose in essence, the relationship's still the same. There's no sudden lurch of emotion any more powerful after it than it was before. But there's something about it. The commitment of another person, the devotion and pledge to spend their life with you. Up until that moment, there's the smallest amount of doubt in your mind, wondering if the others feelings reciprocate your own but, the moment they promise, there's a bond there. One that promises to be kept through the good and the bad, to strengthen over time, to bring children into the world." He smiled. "You're going to love it Pads."
Sirius smiled, nodding. "I know Moony. I know." He let his now slightly longer hair fall in front of his eyes, then flicked it away with a twist of his head.
"You planning on kids any time soon?" Remus asked, smirking.
Sirius chuckled. "I've been planning kids since we got together."
"Really?" Remus queried in disbelief.
"Mmmhmm. Names and all."
Raising an eyebrow, Remus motioned for him to go on. Sirius sat forward and began to count off on his fingers. "James Regulus. Lily Ginevra. Alastor Severus. And, of course Remus Harry." He smiled at his friend. "And I left you till last for effect. Not because I don't like you."
Remus blinked, eyes watering. "You want to name them after me?"
"Of course. And Harry. And James. And Moody. And Regulus. And Lily. And Ginevra - Ginny, obviously. And Snivellus, because he saved Hermione's life." He reached out and clasped Remus' shoulder. "Did you think I'd just pick names out of a hat. They mean something to me. And to Hermione too." He smiled. "We've already planned it out. And we've got a house for them to grow up in."
Remus tried to speak but failed. "I... I don't..."
Sirius laughed. "I hope you speak better than this with your speech tomorrow."
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Sirius slept peacefully, though he missed Hermione's warmth and the soft sound of her breathing beside him. He fell asleep with his own vows passing through his mind slowly and gently, warming him from the inside, knowing that in less than twenty-four hours, he and Hermione would be married, falling asleep in their new home, the house they had promised not to sleep in until they were a wedded couple, promised to make a house for happiness and love, for their children to grow up in.
Sirius smiled in his sleep, dreams of children running happily around in the large garden, he and Hermione embracing warmly...
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"Ginny!" Hermione squealed as the redhead entered the Burrow's kitchen. She jumped to her feet and hugged the other woman tightly. "I'm getting married today!"
"I know!" Ginny squealed in reply. "EEEEK! We've got so much to do!"
Squeaking uncontrollably, Hermione sat down and tapped her feet in an attempt to use up some energy.
"Make-up?" Hermione shrieked, causing Ginny to jump.
"After breakfast."
"Bath?"
"After breakfast."
"Hair?"
"HERMIONE!" Ginny said, putting her hands on her waist. "How do you propose to do your hair before you've washed it! You are going to have breakfast!"
Hermione bit her lip, then let out another loud squeal.
Ginny sighed, flicking her wand at the food on the side, hoping Hermione's parents would emerge from their room soon to calm their daughter.
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Pacing at the front of the crowd of people, seated on their wooden chairs and all wearing beautiful gowns and dress robes, Sirius had never felt so nervous in his life. The mixture of nerves and excitement in his twisted stomach made him both want to jump for joy and vomit on the floor. What if she didn't come? He glanced across at the Weasleys, Fred and George seated next to each other and flirting with two women in the row behind; Bill and Fleur, who both sat and played with their daughter Victoire; Charlie, whose arm was around the shoulders of a girl he had recently become attached to; Molly and Arthur sat in the second row, Molly wiping her eyes despite the fact the ceremony hadn't even started. Even Ron was there, with Luna on his arm, looking truly happy. Both of them did. Sirius smiled at him, watching as the redhead grinned back and raised a hand in greeting. Hermione had wanted Ron here, had wanted him back as a friend, and Sirius couldn't argue, couldn't find it in himself, especially not when he came to realize how much they had in common, how Ron was in fact not a complete red-headed loser. He was glad he was there.
Harry sat on the front row, tapping his chin and grinning dazedly, as though lost in his own thoughts. The seat on his right was empty, for Ginny of course, whilst the seat his left was occupied by a sobbing Mrs Granger. Sirius smiled weakly, then looked at Remus who nodded in recognition.
"She'll be here." He assured Sirius, clapping his shoulder. "Brides always late. She probably forgot her lipstick or something..."
"Or Ginny forgot her shoes." Sirius spoke sourly, rubbing his neck nervously.
Remus chuckled. "Stop worrying." He grabbed Sirius by the elbow and walked him over to the ministry official, he stood dusting hairs from his bright purple robes. "Just stand here and breathe and..." he stopped as his eyes fell on something behind Sirius' back. Sirius frowned and whipped around to look. The frown melted away, replaced with a smile that could have lit up the skies.
Hermione walked towards him, dressed in a white gown that reflected the sun and created a sense of heaven coming towards him. The white bodice was simple, with a darted bust that accentuated the curve of her breasts. It hugged her slim torso beautifully, the few sequins glinting and sending rays of colour in different directions. The train fell behind her, sliding over the ground easily, long and graceful satin. Her hair was tied in a bun, curls deliberately falling out of it on either side of her face, framing her face, her dazzling smile and her glistening amber eyes.
Sirius realized that he had been holding his breath and took a deep, ragged inhalation of air.
"Told you she'd be here..." Lupin said softly, almost as awed by Hermione in that moment as his best friend was.
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Hermione looked at him as she walked up the aisle between the rows of chairs, her legs slightly weak, glad for her father holding her arm, and for Ginny and Tonks behind her, there to catch her if she stumbled. She took in Sirius' appearance, the handsome tuxedo he had offered to wear in an effort to compensate for her parents wishes of a Muggle church wedding. It was black, framing his body perfectly, showing off his broad shoulders, the shirt buttoned around his strong neck, the trousers loose, comfortable, yet somehow alluring.
His hair fell just across his eyes, his aristocratically handsome face lit up with happiness as she approached, his grey eyes, just visible beneath his hair, bright with love. Remus stood over his shoulder, and Hermione was vaguely aware of his reassuring smile directed at her, but she had eyes only for Sirius.
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Her father kissed her on the cheek and smiled brightly at Sirius, who nodded, but did not let his eyes leave Hermione for a second. When she came to stand beside him, his heart began to skip, and his hand found hers, feeling the warmth of her skin and taking comfort in it, settling the pit of nerves lurching in his stomach.
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"Hermione, you are my friend, my world, my everything." His eyes met hers, solemn, serious. "Today, I swear to treasure you, protect you and honour you, every day for the rest of my life. I give you everything I am; you have my trust, my loyalty, my heart." He brought her hand to his chest, letting her feel the steady thump within his ribs. "I promise to hold you through the coldest, darkest times of our lives and to treasure the precious happy times. I give you my all; my mind, body, heart and soul, to love you in every possible, to grow old with you, and to make children of unrivalled intelligence and good looks." At this, he gave her a small grin and pressed a kiss to her fingertips. "You are my dream come true, in every sense. I vow to keep dreaming of you, for every night I live and breathe."
Hermione felt tears prick at her eyes as he slid the ring onto her finger, leaning forwards to kiss the corner of her eyelid. She squeezed his hand lovingly, and took the ring from the Ministry official, meeting Sirius eyes with her own.
"Sirius, you are the most loyal and dedicated man I have ever known. You are my soul mate, my partner, my best friend. I pledge my heart and love to you, for now and for always. I promise that whatever life may throw at us, I will always be by your side. My heart beats for you, and I vow to remain faithful and devoted to you, into death and beyond. You complete me." She slid the ring onto his finger, blinking away tears, noting the same emotion in his own eyes as he made no effort to hide the tears that slid from his eyes.
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"You may kiss the bride." The official said, nodding to Sirius with a broad smile. Sirius' face split into a wide grin and he walked forwards, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her with a depth of love and passion that made her go weak at the knees.
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Harry rushed over to his Godfather and best friend, pushing through the crowd of well wishers to reach them, a broad grin plastered over his face as he hugged both of them, happiness emanating from him as he congratulated them both.
"I can't believe you're finally married!" Harry said, grasping Sirius' shoulder.
Sirius smiled, looking at Hermione lovingly as Ginny kissed her cheek, smiling brightly. "Niether can I mate..." he said, still in awe at how beautiful Hermione looked. He looked back to Harry and raised an eyebrow. "Now, when are you going to ask Ginny?"
Harry flushed red, but smiled weakly despite himself. "I already did. I just didn't want to ruin your day."
Sirius laughed, then clapped Harry's back. "You're not ruining my day mate, just making it better. Congratulations."
A large smile covered Harry's face, before he looked at Sirius with solemnity. "You better look after her!"
Sirius opened his mouth to make a sarcastic comment, but stopped at the serious look on his Godsons face. "You know I will." He said quietly.
Harry nodded, then turned around. "Alright guys! First dance for the happy couple! Move aside! Give them some room!"
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The music echoed vaguely in Sirius' ears, but his senses cared little for anything that was not Hermione. Her smell invaded his nostrils, intoxicating him, his eyes going half-lidded with the contentment it gave him; his hands smoothed over her hips, feeling the soft fabric of the dress, the warmth of her head under his cheek soothing and full of promise; his mouth filled with the taste of their last kiss, of her warm tongue, the slight mint of her toothpaste, mingled with the ever so small tingling of champagne; his ears treasured the sound of her breathing, the soft rustle of the collar of his shirt as she breathed against it, the quiet whisperings of endearment; but his eyes, as he pulled back to view her properly, were overcome even more dramatically than any other sense. The bright colour of her eyes, the shape of her face, the golden shade of her hair, the curves of her body...
"You look beautiful," he told her, voice slightly raspy and eyes wet.
Hermione smiled and stroked his cheek. "Thank you," she said, her lips ghosting over his for the briefest of moments, "I feel it, too."
"You should," Sirius told her softly. "I've been telling you it for years."
She kissed him again, lightly and chastely. "It's only because I'm with you. And you look positively stunning!"
Sirius grinned rogueishly. "Without a doubt, I'm the most handsome man you've ever slept with."
Giggling slightly as their mouths met lovingly, Hermione closed her eyes, feeling the warmth rise in her chest as the last line of the song echoed in her ears.
"And the reason is you."
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Ron smiled at Hermione and kissed her cheek as she and Sirius approached he and Luna. "Congratulations Mione. You too Sirius." He shook the older mans hand with a smile. "I think we should all remember its my fault you got together as well."
Sirius smirked. "How could I forget? You and your mother practically conspired to kill me!"
Grinning, Ron shrugged. "All worked out in the end." He kissed Luna's forehead, ignoring the large spectrespecs she wore. Hermione wondered only for a moment how she could still bear to wear them, before Sirius pulled her against him and kissed her cheek.
"Cake. Champagne. Home. Bed." He whispered, for her ears only. Hermione blushed. "Good to see you Ron." Sirius said, raising a hand as a salute before turning around with Hermione, stroking her hair lightly.
"You know," he said softly, "I think there's a tradition on wedding nights..." his mouth fell to her neck and he smiled into the skin as she shuddered under his hands.
"What's that?" She breathed, her head shifting to allow his mouth greater access.
"That the couple don't sleep..." he kissed up to her cheek and smiled. "And do many other, much more active, much more pleasurable things..."
"I think you might be right."
"Always am. That's why you love me."
"Yes..." she smiled. "Along with your large ego and..."
"Large penis?" Sirius suggested quietly.
She giggled. "Naturally."
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Sirius held her hand, smiling as they walked through the garden gate towards their new home. The winding path led up to a small cottage, on top of a hill, overlooking a vast lake that rippled in the sunset. The cottage itself was old fashioned but in perfect condition, ivy creeping up the walls and entangling itself delicately, draping beautifully.
Hermione sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. "Just a few years, and there'll be children running around here..."
Sirius kissed her forehead, a grin spreading over his face. "I hope so."
They walked hand in hand up the path, stepping apart to avoid a scurrying squirrel which darted between them uncharacteristically, then laughing together and falling back into step beside each other. Sirius' hand closed on the door and he stopped, meeting her eyes.
"Welcome to the rest of your life."
"Our, life!" Hermione corrected him.
Grinning, he opened the door.
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It was like falling into heaven, falling into her. As her hands moved over his back, as her breath came in short, panted gasps beside his ear, as his mouth found her skin and tasted its saltiness, he couldn't think of a more perfect person to spend his life with. Every breath she let out moved his heart, every word she spoke touched him so deep it was like being stabbed, but so much less painful, a sweet torture that brought meaning to the beating of his heart.
"I love you..." he whispered, kissing her neck lightly as he slid in and out of her, feeling her respond to every movement, every touch of his hands.
"I love you too..." she murmured, her hands moving to his hair, twisting his head to kiss hers. Their tongues danced, their hearts raced, their hands found each other without conscious thought. Her words, her touch, drove him to the height of pleasure, happiness coursing through him at unintelligible levels. She was writhing beneath him, climaxing, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He didn't want to. He came within her, groaning with delight as her teeth nibbled on his lips, falling forward onto her.
"I'll never get tired of this," he whispered softly, kissing her forehead.
"Of what?" She whispered, "sex?"
Sirius smiled, breathing heavily, speaking softly. "Partly... but mostly... just this," he held her to him as he rolled onto his side, kissing her warmly. "Just holding you for hours afterwards." He nuzzled her hair with his nose, eyes slightly closed as he breathed lightly on her forehead. "Telling you everything I love about you..." he kissed her lightly.
She stroked his chest lovingly, smiling and kissing his cheek. "Did I tell you, I resigned from teaching?"
Sirius smirked. "You did indeed. And I'm sure you know you did. And I'm sure you know how excited that gets me."
She giggled. "Of course I do."
Chuckling, he pressed his mouth to hers. "You can still teach me things though." He pouted.
"You can't teach an old dog new tricks," she whispered, giggling as he glared.
"You'll pay for that."
She whispered in his ear seductively. "I hope so." She licked his earlobe lightly, then whispered. "You've got all eternity to punish me."
"I plan to." He told her quietly.
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There was a loud commotion from the stairs, and Lily Ginevra Black turned on her shaky, two year old feet, to see her three older brothers running down the stairs, one after the other, away from her father, who emerged from his room wearing no shirt to glare at his sons.
"What have I told you," Sirius said, eyes darkening. "About knocking on the door before bursting in?" He raised an eyebrow at each of his sons in turn, all of whom turned their dark haired heads to the floor, hands behind their backs, and said in a very rehearsed manner, "Mummy and Daddy like to be alone, and there are some things we are too young to know."
The oldest at nine, James Regulus Black, looked up at his father with glittering mischief in his grey eyes. "Even though we already know what happens, because Uncle Harry told us."
Sirius looked at his son sharply. "What's Uncle Harry told you?" He asked, swearing to put Harry in his place if it was anything untoward.
"About the special cuddle." The second oldest boy, at seven years old, piped up, smiling happily.
Kneeling down to his grinning sons level, Sirius spoke in a quiet tone. "Alastor Severus Black, what exactly has he told you?"
"About the snake." Alastor said, smiling.
"And the bush." James added, eyes glinting.
"And the birds flying into the air," squeaked Remus Harry Black, looking particularly pleased with himself. The three boys, almost identical to their father and each other, exchanged knowing glances, and grinned at their fathers befuddled expression.
"What are the birds...?"
"Uncle Harry said that the snake goes in the bush," James smiled, "and that when Mummy makes noises, it means the birds are flying into the air because the snake is causing trouble."
Sirius stared at his sons, torn between worry and amusement, his face hosting the expression of utter confusion. "Uncle Harry told you that?"
James, Alastor and Remus nodded simultaneously.
"When?"
James shifted slightly, nudging Alastor, who nudged Remus, who pointed at Lily. "Her fault."
Sirius glanced down the stairs at his daughter, who was playing happily with a cuddly toy her Uncle Remus had given her on her first birthday. "What do you mean it's her fault?" Sirius said, frowning.
The boys glanced at each other, then James darted forwards and tapped Sirius on the arm. "Tag! You're it!" He and his brothers raced away in opposite directions. Sirius groaned.
"Hermione!" He called. The bedroom door opened, and Hermione emerged in a dressing gown.
"What is it?" She asked, lifting an eyebrow, as if to ask why he had not re-entered their bedroom after telling their sons not to interrupt.
"Did you know they knew?" He said, pointing in the direction of Alastor's room.
"Knew what?" Hermione yawned.
"About the snake. And the bush. And the..." Sirius cringed, "the birds in the air?"
Hermione stared. "They know?" She asked, incredulous. "How?"
Sirius tapped his foot. "Harry told them."
An annoyed look passed over his wifes face, then Hermione shrugged. "If they know, it doesn't mean we can't."
It was Sirius' turn to stare. "You can't possibly be still in the mood?"
Hermione grinned naughtily and slid back into their room.
"Daddy!" Lily called from the bottom of the stairs, lifting her hands and asking to be picked up.
Sirius smiled despite himself and trotted down, lifting her into his arms and kissing her softly on the forehead, brushing aside the mass of brown curls and looking into her amber eyes. "How could it be your fault, hey?" He carried her up the stairs, glancing at his youngest son as he popped his head out from the nearest door. He waited, then looked back and lifted an eyebrow. "What did Lily do?"
Remus blushed. "Ask James."
He darted off to Alastor's room.
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Sirius walked into Alastor's room, where all three sons were sat playing Exploding Snap. Hermione was putting Lily to bed, and the fact that his children knew more to he and Hermione's relationship than he had thought had made him feel uncomfortable all day. He sat down and pulled Remus into his lap, raising an eyebrow at James and Alastor.
"Anything you boys want to tell me."
Alastor shook his head. So did James. So did Remus.
Sirius waited, then shrugged. "Alright. But it's Christmas next week, and Santa won't come unless you're good boys and tell Daddy everything." He set Remus on the floor, and stood up, resisting the need to grin as his sons looked at him in utmost horror.
"But..."
"We've been good!"
"He came last year!"
"And the year before!"
"And we knew then!"
James clapped a hand over Alastors mouth, but too late.
"Two years?" Sirius said stiffly.
Alastor looked down. Remus shrieked with laughter.
"James," Sirius said. "When did Uncle Harry tell you?"
James looked down, ashamed. "When Mummy was pregnant with Lily."
"Why?"
He glanced at his brothers. Alastor bit his lip.
"Because we thought you were killing Mummy."
Sirius blinked, eyes wide "Ki...killing Mummy?"
"She was making scary noises Daddy!" Remus said, standing up in front of his brother, as if to protect him.
"We were playing hide and seek..."
"All three of us..."
"With you and Mummy."
"And we all hid in your room, because..." Alastor glanced at James, who looked at the floor.
"Because you never let us in there and didn't think we'd ever hide there." James muttered.
"And then you came in with Mummy..."
"And we thought you'd found us, and were going to look under the bed and yell at us for hiding..."
"But you didn't..."
"And you started... saying things..."
"And Mummy started yelling things."
"And we thought you were hurting her..."
"And then we told Harry, and he said you were having a special cuddle for a Mummy and Daddy..."
Sirius looked from one son to the other in utter disbelief.
"Then he said that sometimes, special cuddles make babies," James went on. "And afterwards you'd said 'do you think we got a girl this time?' so Harry said you were trying to get pregnant..."
Sirius sat down hard. "You were in the room?"
"Yes." They all answered together.
"All of you?"
"Yes.
"Under the bed?"
"Yes."
Sirius grimaced. "Anything else you want to tell me?" He asked helplessly.
"She got pregnant." Remus said. "And Harry said it was because of that special cuddle."
Shaking his head, Sirius stood up and walked to the door, still slightly dazed.
"Daddy?"
"Yes..." Sirius managed, looking at Alastor, who nudged James with a grin.
"Did you make us that way?"
Sirius closed his eyes and rested his head on the door. "Do you really need me to answer that?"
The boys grinned. "No."
"Thank Merlin."
Remus ran over and hugged Sirius around the waist. "I love you Daddy."
Smiling tiredly, Sirius lifted him up and rested him on his hip. "Love you too kiddo."
James and Alastor shifted nervously, then walked over and hugged Sirius too. "We do too."
Sirius ruffled their hair. "You too." He knelt down and let Remus down. "Promise you won't hide in our room again?"
"Promise."
"Pinky swear?" Sirius said, raising his little finger and smirking as each of his sons raised theirs in turn.
"Pinky swear."
"Marauders promise?"
James, Alastor and Remus nodded. "We promise."
Sirius smiled and kissed each of his sons lightly on the head. "Off to bed with you, before I make you take the unbreakable vow."
The boys scrambled for their beds, and Sirius walked back to his room, chuckling as he heard James scolding Remus.
"Did you have to get all mushy and say you loved him? We all look like wimps now!"
"Daddy loves Mummy! They say it all the time!"
"They're married!" James said in disgust. "We're not!"
"You said it too!"
"Only because you said it first!"
"You still said it!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
Sirius listened to their bickering quieten down, then heard Remus' nervous voice.
"James?"
"What?" James snapped.
"I love you as well."
There was the thud of a pillow on the wall and a loud laugh as Remus hid under his duvet.
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Sirius looked into Lily's bed at the corner of their room and smiled at her sleeping face, reaching down to kiss her lightly, before looking at Hermione as she wrapped her arms around him.
"You remember when we made her?" Sirius said, pulling her against him.
"How could I forget?" Hermione giggled.
Sirius frowned, then glanced at his daughter again. "The boys heard us."
"They what?"
"They were hiding under the bed."
Hermione blinked up at him. "This bed?"
"Yes."
She stared, then blushed. "Did they hear us...?"
"Yes. It's no surprise, really, the amount of noise you make."
She slapped his arm. "You've never complained before."
"Never thought our children were hiding under the bed before!"
Hermione giggled, then pulled him close. "Do you want a repeat?"
Sirius raised an eyebrow. "With the kinky foreplay in the kitchen?"
"Of course."
Sirius' eyes glinted. "You think I'd say no?"
"No."
"Well then..."
Hermione stopped, looking at Lily hesitantly. "What about Lily? She might hear us too."
Sirius grinned. "She's heard it all before. And besides, she's got three brothers who are bound to tell her someday." He tugged her hand and led her from the room, down the stairs and towards the kitchen.
"You're still insatiable I see.." Hermione giggled.
"Always. Thats why you married me."
"I thought that was because I loved you?"
Sirius grinned and shrugged. "One of the two. I forget. The amazing sex, or the amazing man?"
Hermione kissed his knuckles as they entered the kitchen. "Mmm... I'll do both."
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"SIRIUS!" Hermione's whimper echoed up the stairs and Remus shook his head.
"They're at it again."
Alastor and James looked at each other, grinning. "I think I need some water, don't you?"
Alastor smirked. "I need milk."
James put his hand forward. "Marauders?"
Alastor and Remus put their hands in, on top of James'. "Marauders."
Each cleared their throat and breathed quietly. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."
James smirked. "Kitchen."
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And theres the next generation.
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I thought about putting a huge lemon in, but it just didn't seem to go.
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