The New Baby
Three days latter, Sophia took her bike on the two mile ride to James and Lily's new house in Godric Hallow. She walked up to the front door and pulled out the key James and Lily had given her before they left on their honeymoon. She didn't need it though. The door was already unlocked and she let her self in.
Sirius, who was in the kitchen, gave her a friendly hello. Remus, hearing Sophia come in, came out also.
"We're almost done here," Remus said. "It took less time than expected." The Three of them, with minimal help from Peter, had made Mr. and Mrs. Potter's residence warm and inviting as their present to the happy couple.
"Great," Sophia said. She sat down at the table. "So Sirius, what are you making?"
"Tea and grilled cheese, a classic combination," Sirius said.
"And about the only thing he can make," Remus stage whispered to Sophia.
"Fine, if you don't want any, I'm sure that Sophia and I can handle your share," Sirius said, faking insult in his voice.
"Remus, haven't you, in your 21 years, learned not to insult the cook," Sophia said.
"Thank you," Sirius said.
"Even if he can burn ice," Sophia added.
"That's it! No food for either of you!" Sirius said dramatically.
"Sorry, Sirius, can I redeem myself by going to get the muggle mail?" Sophia said, playing alone.
"Go then," Sirius said. "You are clouding my cooking aura."
Sophia laughed as she exited the kitchen. She was still laughing as she sorted through Lily and James' mail.
"A bill, welcome to the neighborhood letter, another bill, oh, what's this?"
Sophia rushed back into the house. "Sirius, do you still have the tea kettle going?" she asked.
"Yes, why?" Sirius asked as Sophia passed him to the kettle. She held the letter over it so it would pick up the steam. Sirius stared at her like she was mad, but Remus understood.
"Sophia, you know opening other people's mail is against the law."
"Yeah, well there are two exceptions to that rule. Report cards and right now," Sophia slipped her fingerer into the. The glue came undone easily.
"What is it?" Remus asked.
"Oh, just some chose words from Petunia, Lily's ever so charming sister, on the lovely little prank I pulled on her and her ever so charming husband ," Sophia said sarcastically.
"And…" Sirius said.
"Do you know that four year old Dungbombs smell worse than new ones?"
This sent Remus and Sirius to the floor with laughter.
"Well I better be off now. Evidence to destroy, letters to burn, and so much time," Sophia said.
It took a while for Sirius and Remus to recover. "Too bad she's not a witch," Sirius said.
"Sophia, Lily's having the baby," Remus blurted out on the Smalls front step as soon as Sophia opened the door.
"What are we standing around here for then?" Sophia asked running out the front door. She noticed the motorcycle at the curb. "Yours?" she asked Remus.
"Sirius' but its fast and it flies so he loaned it to me to get you."
Sophia climbed on, but then she remembered something.
"I have to call the Grangers. I'm supposed to baby-sit for them tonight." She climbed off and ran into the house.
The Grangers had a little girl last September named Hermione. She was a very clingy little thing who cried when ever her parents left.
She made a quick phone call to the Grangers and ran back out
MEAN WHILE AT THE HOSPITAL, our soon to be dad, James was pacing a hole in the floor.
"James," Sirius said, "if you keep going like that you're going fall through to the middle of the Pacific."
James nodded and continued walking.
"James, your pants are on fire," Sirius tried again.
"That's nice," James said.
"James, your kid was born. He's purple pink polka-dots and green hair."
"Mmhh," James said.
"James, Voldemort is at the door challenging you to a duel."
"Tell him thanks and put it in the fridge next to the jell-o," James said not missing a step on his usual journey across the floor."
Sirius sat down, putting his head in his hands.
"How long has he been like this?" Sirius jumped at Remus' voice.
"Ten hours," Sirius said. "The doctor had to send James out because he was making him nervous."
"I meant you, but that's nice to know too," Remus said.
"How long has Lily been in labor?" Sophia asked.
"Ten hours and five minutes," Sirius replied.
"And I though he was bad at the wedding," Remus said.
"They better not have too many children, or James will die at a very young age from panic attacks." Sophia put in.
"Maybe we should focus on how to snap James out of this," Sirius said.
"Fine," Remus said. "Hey, James, that kiss you got in your sleep seventh year wasn't from Lily. It was Snape."
"That's n…. WHAT!?" James said, finally snapping out of his trance.
"Nice to have you back, man," Sirius said.
"Where did I go?" James asked still kind of in a daze.
"Only back and froth across the room 10,000 times," Remus said good naturedly.
"More like 10,256 times," Sirius said.
Sophia, Remus, and James gave him funny looks.
"What? I was tired. It was either him or sheep," Sirius said.
They laughed.
"Good thing you brought him back Remus. It would be a shame if the great never-flinch-in-the-face-of-danger James had a total panic attack about his child being born," Sirius said.
"You guys can talk when you have your own kid," James said.
"Who, in their right mind, would take those two?" Sophia asked.
"I'd like to tell you, Miss Smalls, that many a female has been allured by the attraction of Sirius Black," Sirius said.
"Females? What species?" Sophia said.
"Human, thank you very much."
"Yeah right, maybe in your dreams and their nightmares."
"Score Sophia," James said.
"What's that now, Sophia 13324 and Sirius -122?" Remus asked.
"Some friends you are. Taking the side of a little girl over me," Sirius said, faking the pain in his voice.
"I would use the term little so lightly, Mr. Black," Sophia said. "I'm only an inch or two shorter than you."
"Another one to Sophia," Remus said.
If they could have continued they would have had James sufficiently cooled down. Unfortunately, though, the doctor appeared at that moment.
"Lily had a boy," was all it took to make the never-flinch-in-the- face-of-danger James faint.
About ten minutes latter, James Sirius, Remus and Sophia were in Lily's room.
"Lily, he's beautiful," Sophia said looking at the bundle in her arms.
"What's his name?" came a whisper from the door way. It was Peter, just arriving.
"Harold John," Lily said handing the baby over to James. James looked at the baby in his arms and smiled. My son, he thought, my son.
"Honey," Lily said, "I think that know that every one is here, I think we should tell them about who we decide Harry's godparents should be." James gave a nodded of consent, not lifting his eyes from baby Harry.
Lily smiled. "Sirius, for some reason, James wants you to be Harry's god father."
"I accept on the grounds that nothing will ever happen to you if I can help it."
"Sophia, even though you are young and if something would happen to us…"
"Which nothing will," Sirius said.
"I would like you to be Harry's godmother," Lily finished.
"I accept on the same grounds as Sirius."
"May I hold him?" Peter asked.
"Sure," Lily said, and James reluctantly handed Harry over.
Peter looked down at the baby I can crush him know. Sophia looked around, bewildered. Hadn't anyone heard Peter? No, I must bide my time. The master wants this task to himself, killing one of those he was suppose to kill him, since he couldn't get to the Black kids.
Sophia shook involuntarily. Master? That's what Voldemort's followers call him. Could meek little Peter be Death Eater? Sophia left the room. Every one else was too occupied with Harry to notice. Every one that is, except Remus. He quietly left the room after her.
"Sophia, what's wrong?" Remus asked.
"What happened to Cynthia Black?" Sophia asked in her classic way of changing the topic.
"She and Orion (Sirius' brother) were killed by Death Eaters in America, where they were trying to hide," Remus said. "I guess we forgot to tell you."
"I guess. What happened to her kids?"
"She had had them already. No one knows were they are. Some of us think that Voldemort is keeping them for blackmail material because they are Dumbledore's great-grandkids."
"I have to go," Sophia said.
"Where?" Remus asked.
"Some where!" Sophia almost shouted back leaving the building.
Sophia confided her fear with Dumbledore
"So what are we going to do?"
Dumbledore sat at his desk, not quite making eye contact with Sophia.
"That's it, isn't it? You think I'm absolutely, 100% mad as a hatter!" Sophia almost screamed.
"No I don't. You're mind reading of Peter shows that you're powers are growing fast to great levels and I must say it's nice to know that my great- grandchildren are safe at least for the moment. But I don't see it as a great concern at the moment."
"Why not!? There are lives at stake here, Dumbledore. James's, Lily's, Harry's. I know that there's a rat in the order. I've walked in on enough of Lily's and Remus' or James's and Sirius's conversations to know that. Why don't you believe that it's Peter?"
"Because Peter in not a member of the order."
"He's not?"
"No."
"He's still a Death Eater."
"I do believe you on that, but I don't think he's close enough to Voldemort to worry about him. Plus if we take him, the rat in the order might leave."
Sophia nodded. "A rat you have your thumb on is better than one you can't catch."
"Moody?" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled.
"You know it," Sophia said.
"So, tell me, how's the new baby?"
Three days latter, Sophia took her bike on the two mile ride to James and Lily's new house in Godric Hallow. She walked up to the front door and pulled out the key James and Lily had given her before they left on their honeymoon. She didn't need it though. The door was already unlocked and she let her self in.
Sirius, who was in the kitchen, gave her a friendly hello. Remus, hearing Sophia come in, came out also.
"We're almost done here," Remus said. "It took less time than expected." The Three of them, with minimal help from Peter, had made Mr. and Mrs. Potter's residence warm and inviting as their present to the happy couple.
"Great," Sophia said. She sat down at the table. "So Sirius, what are you making?"
"Tea and grilled cheese, a classic combination," Sirius said.
"And about the only thing he can make," Remus stage whispered to Sophia.
"Fine, if you don't want any, I'm sure that Sophia and I can handle your share," Sirius said, faking insult in his voice.
"Remus, haven't you, in your 21 years, learned not to insult the cook," Sophia said.
"Thank you," Sirius said.
"Even if he can burn ice," Sophia added.
"That's it! No food for either of you!" Sirius said dramatically.
"Sorry, Sirius, can I redeem myself by going to get the muggle mail?" Sophia said, playing alone.
"Go then," Sirius said. "You are clouding my cooking aura."
Sophia laughed as she exited the kitchen. She was still laughing as she sorted through Lily and James' mail.
"A bill, welcome to the neighborhood letter, another bill, oh, what's this?"
Sophia rushed back into the house. "Sirius, do you still have the tea kettle going?" she asked.
"Yes, why?" Sirius asked as Sophia passed him to the kettle. She held the letter over it so it would pick up the steam. Sirius stared at her like she was mad, but Remus understood.
"Sophia, you know opening other people's mail is against the law."
"Yeah, well there are two exceptions to that rule. Report cards and right now," Sophia slipped her fingerer into the. The glue came undone easily.
"What is it?" Remus asked.
"Oh, just some chose words from Petunia, Lily's ever so charming sister, on the lovely little prank I pulled on her and her ever so charming husband ," Sophia said sarcastically.
"And…" Sirius said.
"Do you know that four year old Dungbombs smell worse than new ones?"
This sent Remus and Sirius to the floor with laughter.
"Well I better be off now. Evidence to destroy, letters to burn, and so much time," Sophia said.
It took a while for Sirius and Remus to recover. "Too bad she's not a witch," Sirius said.
"Sophia, Lily's having the baby," Remus blurted out on the Smalls front step as soon as Sophia opened the door.
"What are we standing around here for then?" Sophia asked running out the front door. She noticed the motorcycle at the curb. "Yours?" she asked Remus.
"Sirius' but its fast and it flies so he loaned it to me to get you."
Sophia climbed on, but then she remembered something.
"I have to call the Grangers. I'm supposed to baby-sit for them tonight." She climbed off and ran into the house.
The Grangers had a little girl last September named Hermione. She was a very clingy little thing who cried when ever her parents left.
She made a quick phone call to the Grangers and ran back out
MEAN WHILE AT THE HOSPITAL, our soon to be dad, James was pacing a hole in the floor.
"James," Sirius said, "if you keep going like that you're going fall through to the middle of the Pacific."
James nodded and continued walking.
"James, your pants are on fire," Sirius tried again.
"That's nice," James said.
"James, your kid was born. He's purple pink polka-dots and green hair."
"Mmhh," James said.
"James, Voldemort is at the door challenging you to a duel."
"Tell him thanks and put it in the fridge next to the jell-o," James said not missing a step on his usual journey across the floor."
Sirius sat down, putting his head in his hands.
"How long has he been like this?" Sirius jumped at Remus' voice.
"Ten hours," Sirius said. "The doctor had to send James out because he was making him nervous."
"I meant you, but that's nice to know too," Remus said.
"How long has Lily been in labor?" Sophia asked.
"Ten hours and five minutes," Sirius replied.
"And I though he was bad at the wedding," Remus said.
"They better not have too many children, or James will die at a very young age from panic attacks." Sophia put in.
"Maybe we should focus on how to snap James out of this," Sirius said.
"Fine," Remus said. "Hey, James, that kiss you got in your sleep seventh year wasn't from Lily. It was Snape."
"That's n…. WHAT!?" James said, finally snapping out of his trance.
"Nice to have you back, man," Sirius said.
"Where did I go?" James asked still kind of in a daze.
"Only back and froth across the room 10,000 times," Remus said good naturedly.
"More like 10,256 times," Sirius said.
Sophia, Remus, and James gave him funny looks.
"What? I was tired. It was either him or sheep," Sirius said.
They laughed.
"Good thing you brought him back Remus. It would be a shame if the great never-flinch-in-the-face-of-danger James had a total panic attack about his child being born," Sirius said.
"You guys can talk when you have your own kid," James said.
"Who, in their right mind, would take those two?" Sophia asked.
"I'd like to tell you, Miss Smalls, that many a female has been allured by the attraction of Sirius Black," Sirius said.
"Females? What species?" Sophia said.
"Human, thank you very much."
"Yeah right, maybe in your dreams and their nightmares."
"Score Sophia," James said.
"What's that now, Sophia 13324 and Sirius -122?" Remus asked.
"Some friends you are. Taking the side of a little girl over me," Sirius said, faking the pain in his voice.
"I would use the term little so lightly, Mr. Black," Sophia said. "I'm only an inch or two shorter than you."
"Another one to Sophia," Remus said.
If they could have continued they would have had James sufficiently cooled down. Unfortunately, though, the doctor appeared at that moment.
"Lily had a boy," was all it took to make the never-flinch-in-the- face-of-danger James faint.
About ten minutes latter, James Sirius, Remus and Sophia were in Lily's room.
"Lily, he's beautiful," Sophia said looking at the bundle in her arms.
"What's his name?" came a whisper from the door way. It was Peter, just arriving.
"Harold John," Lily said handing the baby over to James. James looked at the baby in his arms and smiled. My son, he thought, my son.
"Honey," Lily said, "I think that know that every one is here, I think we should tell them about who we decide Harry's godparents should be." James gave a nodded of consent, not lifting his eyes from baby Harry.
Lily smiled. "Sirius, for some reason, James wants you to be Harry's god father."
"I accept on the grounds that nothing will ever happen to you if I can help it."
"Sophia, even though you are young and if something would happen to us…"
"Which nothing will," Sirius said.
"I would like you to be Harry's godmother," Lily finished.
"I accept on the same grounds as Sirius."
"May I hold him?" Peter asked.
"Sure," Lily said, and James reluctantly handed Harry over.
Peter looked down at the baby I can crush him know. Sophia looked around, bewildered. Hadn't anyone heard Peter? No, I must bide my time. The master wants this task to himself, killing one of those he was suppose to kill him, since he couldn't get to the Black kids.
Sophia shook involuntarily. Master? That's what Voldemort's followers call him. Could meek little Peter be Death Eater? Sophia left the room. Every one else was too occupied with Harry to notice. Every one that is, except Remus. He quietly left the room after her.
"Sophia, what's wrong?" Remus asked.
"What happened to Cynthia Black?" Sophia asked in her classic way of changing the topic.
"She and Orion (Sirius' brother) were killed by Death Eaters in America, where they were trying to hide," Remus said. "I guess we forgot to tell you."
"I guess. What happened to her kids?"
"She had had them already. No one knows were they are. Some of us think that Voldemort is keeping them for blackmail material because they are Dumbledore's great-grandkids."
"I have to go," Sophia said.
"Where?" Remus asked.
"Some where!" Sophia almost shouted back leaving the building.
Sophia confided her fear with Dumbledore
"So what are we going to do?"
Dumbledore sat at his desk, not quite making eye contact with Sophia.
"That's it, isn't it? You think I'm absolutely, 100% mad as a hatter!" Sophia almost screamed.
"No I don't. You're mind reading of Peter shows that you're powers are growing fast to great levels and I must say it's nice to know that my great- grandchildren are safe at least for the moment. But I don't see it as a great concern at the moment."
"Why not!? There are lives at stake here, Dumbledore. James's, Lily's, Harry's. I know that there's a rat in the order. I've walked in on enough of Lily's and Remus' or James's and Sirius's conversations to know that. Why don't you believe that it's Peter?"
"Because Peter in not a member of the order."
"He's not?"
"No."
"He's still a Death Eater."
"I do believe you on that, but I don't think he's close enough to Voldemort to worry about him. Plus if we take him, the rat in the order might leave."
Sophia nodded. "A rat you have your thumb on is better than one you can't catch."
"Moody?" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled.
"You know it," Sophia said.
"So, tell me, how's the new baby?"