REQUEST: Brokenblackangel wanted a continuation of "I'm Pregnant" from Sirius' POV

Episode 36

I'm Pregnant: Sirius Style

Summary: In which Sirius' wife has something important to tell him

Hermione was gone, and Sirius was bored out of his mind. James was off with Lily as per usual, and Remus had managed to snag himself a female werewolf. Peter...Well, who knew where Peter was anymore? Surprisingly enough, the laziest of the Marauders was the one almost impossible to catch these days.

In just five minutes, Sirius had managed to complete yet another chess game against himself (how he kept losing to himself was beyond him, but somehow his invisible opponent continued to win). Chess wasn't something he was particularly fond of to begin with, so of course he was ready for something interesting to happen.

As though reading his thoughts, the sound of a door opening caught Sirius' attention. He sat straighter, eagerly anticipating his wife's call. He wasn't about to run to her yet though, he didn't want to seem too desperate.

"Sirius?" Hermione called. That was all it took. Sirius was out of the bed and down the stairs in no time.

"'Mione, love!" he greeted enthusiastically, sliding across the floor to her. It was one of his favorite things to do, but he'd done it so much today before his Sirius-vs-Sirius chess games that the action didn't hold the same appeal to him at the moment.

"Where have you been? I've been so lonely!"

Sirius threw his arm over his head in mock-despair, then he decided he'd much rather be holding his wife. So, moving quickly, he picked her up and spun her around. Hermione's laughter and half-hearted demands to be let down were music to Sirius' ears. He hated the quiet, and without someone else around the doggish man, the mansion always seemed far too quiet in his opinion.

"I missed you, love," he whispered Hermione seductively, once she was back on her feet again. Hermione shivered and it brought a smirk to Sirius' face. He loved the reactions he could pull out of his wife, and he knew she loved the reactions only she could cause him.

"Sirius, stop that!" Hermione commanded when his hands began to move up her skirt.

Sirius merely chuckled and ignored her protests. She knew how much he loved this skirt on her, and it was her own fault for wearing it in his presence. It didn't hurt that spinning her around had given him a chance to glimpse her lacy black knickers.

Unfortunately, Hermione was more serious (no pun intended) than he thought. He found himself pushed forcefully away, and he blinked a few times in confusion

"What's wrong, love?" he asked, worry taking over his tone now that he saw her humorless expression. Had something bad happened while she was away? She seemed alright earlier.

"Nothing's wrong," Hermione denied, smiling reassuringly. Sirius raised a skeptical brow. "It's just...I have some news, and I'm not sure how you're going to take it."

"Ooookay?"

"Sirius," Hermione breathed deeply, "I...Well, how do I say this? I'm pr--"

KNOCK KNOCK

"Padfoot, mate, you in there?" James called from the door.

"Just a mo', Prongs!" Sirius replied to the question. He wanted to know what his wife was about to tell him. "What were you going to say, love?"

Hermione sighed softly and shook her head. "Nothing, go let James in. We might as well see what ole Prongsie wants."

Sirius grinned and nodded in agreement. He knew from experience that if James wasn't given attention almost immediately, he would keep bugging them until he got it. Of course, he was the same way, but that wasn't the point!

"We'll talk later," he told his wife, going to the door. She nodded and rubbed her belly.

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"Sirius!" Hermione squealed as Sirius threw her on the bed and landed on top of her.

It had been a long day of shopping in Muggle London with James, Harry, and Lily, and Sirius had been steadily going crazy. He hadn't shagged Hermione in a few days, and the short skirts and tight shirts Lily kept handing her (who knew the redhead had such skimpy tastes?) didn't help him any. So, naturally, after hours of growling at unwanted male attention aimed towards his wife, Sirius was ready to get busy with his lovely wife.

"Mmm, 'Mione!" he purred, kissing her cheeks. She giggled arousingly, and it was all Sirius could do not to take her then and there. Didn't this woman know what she did to him?

"Seriously, stop," she ordered. Sirius was pleased to note her voice was breathless and not at all commanding. In his eyes, that meant she really wanted him to continue and was just playing hard to get.

"I, Siriusly," he smirked at the pun, "don't want too."

"Sirius!" Hermione started to protest, but ended up moaning when Sirius caught her lips with his. He pulled away for air, thinking he had left Hermione completely at his will. He thought wrong. "I still need to tell you my news!"

"Can't it wait?" he pleaded, going all out with the puppy-dog eyes. He was surprisingly good at them, no doubt thanks to his animagus form. Of course, Hermione's form was a dog too, but she just pouted and Sirius was wrapped around her little finger.

"No, it can not wait!" Hermione said haughtily. She was no longer breathless, and Sirius didn't like that. He started to complain, but the sound of flooing caught their attention.

"Oi! Sirius, you there?" James' voice yet again cut through the room.

Sirius wasted no time in leaving his wife to engage his friend in an enthusiastic conversation over the latest Quidditch game.

"But I guess it'll have too," Hermione muttered, the words going unnoticed by her chatting husband.

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Sirius sighed as he took inventory of his merchandise. He had loved Zonko's as a child, and when the owners asked him to take over after their deaths, he had been both excited and depressed. Excited because he, who had no blood relation to them that he knew of, would be in charge of his favorite shop, and depressed because two of the only adults he listened too would soon be on their death beds.

Now, he still loved the shop and was eager to try out new gags with the Marauders before putting them on the shelves. It was his way of saying he still had it and making a profit in the process. Who said you couldn't do what you love for a living?

There was one thing Sirius didn't love though. Inventory. Counting was really more Hermione's or Remus', the only two Marauders that took Arithmacy, forte, and it always left him bored and exhausted. Before he took on this job, Sirius hadn't known he could even count as high as he could! Guess it was true what they say, you learn something new everyday.

Feeling a tap on his shoulder, Sirius could almost feel the aggravation pouring off the person behind him. Then again, inventory had its uses. At least when he was busy counting, he could put off dealing with annoyed parents who'd been the subject of their children's pranks.

"Excuse me just a mo'," he said without turning around, "I'll be with you soon. I just need too--"

"Sirius!"

Sirius spun around at the sound of his wife's voice. He was startled, not even noticing her smirking at his expression, but it soon turned to confusion, and then to smugness.

"'Mione, you took off work just to see me!" he crowed delightedly. Wrapping his arms around his wife, he pulled her into a deep kiss. "'Fraid I can't please right now though," he said with a wiggle of his eyebrows to let her know what he meant by 'please', "I still have work to do."

"I didn't come to be pleased!" Hermione snapped at him, crossing her arms. "I came to tell you the same news I've been meaning to tell you for three days now!"

"Oh?" Sirius questioned, well aware that his disappointment was visible. Disappointment soon turned to shock as she finally told him her big news.

"Sirius, I'm pregnant."

Sirius had just turned to continue counting his merchandise, but he froze at those words. Surely he hadn't heard right. Hermione was pregnant? How? He thought she was still on the charm!

"Excuse me?" he asked, spinning around quickly. Hermione was momentarily dazed at the speed in which he'd turned, but now her irritated posture was gone and replaced by shy happiness. She turned, blushing, and spoke the words again.

"I'm pregnant," she said blissfully. "You're going to be a daddy!"

There was many things Sirius could do in that moment. One was spin her around while singing 'I'm going to be a daddy!', another was to fall to the floor in shock while Hermione worried over him, but it was the third option that was most inviting.

Sirius fainted.

"Sirius?" Hermione asked, turning around. "Sirius!"

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