Disclaimer: I Own Nothing. Well, a couple of things, I suppose. But the closest I come to owning Harry Potter is owning the books, so find somebody else to sue.
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Several days later, on a Saturday, Harry went home to spend the day with his fathers. He received a surprise when he came through the fireplace, however: a young girl and boy were sitting between Sirius and Remus on the sofa.
"Hey, kiddo," Sirius greeted Harry.
"Hi, Dad, Daddy," Harry said, nodding. "Who's this?"
"This is Kayla and Sean," Remus said. Sean was older than Kayla, and both kids seemed to be very shy. They stared up at him with big brown eyes. Harry smiled and waved at them.
"Hi, Kayla, Sean." They gave tiny waves back, and Harry looked back at Remus.
"We have to talk, Harry," Remus told him. "Sirius, stay with these two." Remus and Harry went into the kitchen and sat at the table. "They are brother and sister. Both were bitten by werewolves; Sean was six, Kayla was three; they were attacked at the same time. A few months later, their parents got fed up with the whole full-moon thing, and they abandoned them. They've been on their own for the past three years. I found them a few days ago. Kayla had been hit by a silver bullet." Harry's eyes widened. "Don't worry, she's fine now. We've taken good care of her; of both of them."
"So now what?" Harry wondered where this conversation was going.
"Harry, Sirius and I were wondering how you'd feeling about having a younger brother and sister." Harry's mouth dropped open, and he didn't speak for a moment. "Harry?"
"You really mean it? I've always wanted siblings!" Harry grinned, as did Remus.
"Good, because we were going to go to the Ministry on Monday and formally adopt them."
Harry threw his arms around his father in a hug, and then the two of them went out to the living room. Harry sat next to the kids and began to talk to them. Sean was a little more outgoing than his sister. Harry was a little disappointed when Kayla gave only short answers to his questions or comments. Finally, Harry leaned over to whisper in her ear, and she giggled.
"What did you say to her?" Sirius wondered, suspiciously.
"Nothing," Harry replied, innocently. "Dad, Daddy, can we all go out and do something today?"
"Such as¼?" Harry looked to Kayla and Sean.
"Ice cream?" he suggested. They nodded. "Ice cream. And shopping."
"I suppose we could," Sirius agreed. "We need to buy some clothes and things, anyway. Harry, you can bring some friends along, if you'd like."
"Nah," Harry declined. "I think I'd just like to spend the day with my family. Can we leave now?" The older wizards laughed at Harry's eagerness, and they all headed out the door and walked to Hogsmeade. Kayla still wasn't feeling very well, so Harry carried her on his back.
"Harry, why don't you take Sean and Kayla for some ice cream, and anywhere else you'd like to go?" Sirius suggested. "We'll go get the essential stuff, and meet you at The Three Broomsticks in an hour. And be careful, all right?" Harry nodded and lowered Kayla to the ground, then took the two kids by their hands and headed for the ice cream shop.
"How old are you two?" Harry asked the kids as they sat at a table.
"I'm nine," Sean replied. "Kay's six." Suddenly, Kayla's ice cream toppled off the cone and landed on the floor. Her lower lip began to tremble, and her eyes watered a little.
"Hey, don't worry about it," Harry told her, softly. He snapped his fingers, and Kayla instantly had a coneful of ice cream again. "How's that?" Kayla stared at him, wide-eyed, and Sean just grinned.
"How'd you do that without a wand?" he asked. Harry shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know. I just can, I guess. I've been working on it since last summer." He tried to think of things to ask the kids, but his thoughts were suddenly cut off by Sean.
"You play Quidditch, right?" Harry nodded; he had decided to go back to the Gryffindor team. "I've always wanted to learn how to play."
"I'll teach you sometime," Harry promised. "Can you fly yet?"
"Kind of. Remus and Sirius--what am I supposed to call them now?--they said they'd help me learn how to fly better soon." Harry chuckled.
"I call Sirius 'Dad' and Remus 'Daddy.' You two should probably do the same; otherwise, it would cause a lot of confusion."
"Daddy said you have to leave tonight," Kayla said, suddenly. Harry confirmed this. "Why?"
"I have to go back to school. I'd stay home until tomorrow, but I have homework to do, along with a few other things. But I come home just about every weekend." By then, they were finished with their ice cream, and so they headed back outside. Kayla held her arms up to Harry, who lifted her up and carried her as they went towards Honeydukes.
"Are you tired?" Harry asked the little girl. She nodded, laying her head on Harry's shoulder, and he continued to carry her as they picked out a bunch of candies and sweets. It was then nearly time to meet Sirius and Remus, so the three kids went to The Three Broomsticks.
"Hi, Harry!" Madame Rosmerta, the owner, exclaimed as Harry and the little ones sat at an empty table. She came over to take their order. "Who are these two little ones?"
"This is Kayla and Sean," Harry replied. He looked at the kids. "That's Madame Rosmerta. She owns this place." He then looked back at the pretty woman. "I don't think we're going to order anything just yet, thanks. We're waiting for Dad and Daddy."
"Not anymore, you aren't." Sirius lifted Kayla up, then sat back down with her in his lap. Remus sat next to Harry and Sean.
"Hello, Rosmerta," Remus greeted the woman. They ordered some beverages, and Rosmerta went off to get them. "How did you three get on?"
"Harry's going to teach me how to play Quidditch as soon as I can fly better!" Sean exclaimed.
"And I'm sure Dad could help when I'm not around, right?" Harry suggested, looking at Sirius. "He played, too, when he went to Hogwarts."
"What house are you in?" Kayla wondered, resting her head on Sirius's chest.
"Gryffindor," Harry responded. "Fifth year."
"I hope I'm in Gryffindor when I go," Sean commented. "I bet Kay's going to be in Ravenclaw. She's real smart."