DISCLAIMER: Not Mine.
Watching you sleep. Looking down as the eyelashes press against your cheek, and your brow becomes covered in sweat as the nightmare overtakes you. Your eyelids flutter and you toss in your sleep. Instantly, Remus has awoken from his own light slumber. I order him to lay on the couch in your room and try to sleep, that I'll take care of everything. Whenever Lily or Molly has tried in the past to take you off his hands he won't allow it, but now he nods and sits on the couch, half laying, and watches with hope in his eyes.
I put my hand on you're shoulder. You gasp and squirm but quickly I have you tucked delicately in my arms. You open your eyes and sigh. It annoys you that I stay up to make sure you're all right, you want me to sleep. But you're more important to me. I lay down and you bask in my arms and Remus slides next to your other side. You sigh contentedly and fall asleep. Remus drops off a while later, and I guess I do too because next thing I know its morning.
'If that isn't adorable, I don't know what is.' Lily says laughingly, standing at the foot of the bed. I can see Remus's eyes peering through his mess of hair, you're big blue eyes peering up from the combination of pillows, blankets, and extra limbs that have covered you during the night. You squirm and give an angry whine when you find you're trapped. Quickly, me and Remus pull you out, as we recognize the dangerous hint in that whine all too much.
'I don't know how I feel about my best friends trying to suffocate me.' You comment as you pull a shirt on.
'Breakfast in here, please.' I groan and Remus gives a grunt of agreement. You laugh and pounce on the lump we create on the bed. 'SLEEP. NOW.' I said tiredly and pin you down. You squirm angrily.
'Stop moving!' Remus whined and swatted absently at you. You laugh and curl up to us, closing your eyes.
'Aw, mum, you're right they are cute!' Harry says as he puts a tray at the foot of the bed. He jumps on us and I laugh this time, hugging him to my chest and kissing the mess of black hair affectionately.
'You're father is not a morning person, Harry.' I say. 'And that is not a bad thing.'
'Oh, of course it's not.' Harry says and laughs, hugging both you and Remus. He gets two hugs (and an affectionate swat on the head) back.
We eventually get up and eat forcing Harry to stay with us. He doesn't fight, he actually loves being around and sits on my lap again. Yes! Who is father of the year? Me! Me! Me! Afterwards we go practice Quidditch in the yard and around noon we're working on a mix of homework and putting stuff together. He'll go back to Hogwarts in a week, but its obvious for once he isn't desprate. He loves being mean. He loves you. You're such a good God Father Sirius.
And then at lunch you accidently spill mayoinse on your shirt and chin and it looks adorable-like a puppy. Lily gets out the book she bought us once. 'Taming The Grim.' And you turn into a Grim and show her how very tame you are as she scratches that spot right behind your ears.
And I realize how much I missed you.
It makes me pass out.
Watching you sleep. Looking down as the eyelashes press against your cheek, and your brow becomes covered in sweat as the nightmare overtakes you. Your eyelids flutter and you toss in your sleep. Instantly, Remus has awoken from his own light slumber. I order him to lay on the couch in your room and try to sleep, that I'll take care of everything. Whenever Lily or Molly has tried in the past to take you off his hands he won't allow it, but now he nods and sits on the couch, half laying, and watches with hope in his eyes.
I put my hand on you're shoulder. You gasp and squirm but quickly I have you tucked delicately in my arms. You open your eyes and sigh. It annoys you that I stay up to make sure you're all right, you want me to sleep. But you're more important to me. I lay down and you bask in my arms and Remus slides next to your other side. You sigh contentedly and fall asleep. Remus drops off a while later, and I guess I do too because next thing I know its morning.
'If that isn't adorable, I don't know what is.' Lily says laughingly, standing at the foot of the bed. I can see Remus's eyes peering through his mess of hair, you're big blue eyes peering up from the combination of pillows, blankets, and extra limbs that have covered you during the night. You squirm and give an angry whine when you find you're trapped. Quickly, me and Remus pull you out, as we recognize the dangerous hint in that whine all too much.
'I don't know how I feel about my best friends trying to suffocate me.' You comment as you pull a shirt on.
'Breakfast in here, please.' I groan and Remus gives a grunt of agreement. You laugh and pounce on the lump we create on the bed. 'SLEEP. NOW.' I said tiredly and pin you down. You squirm angrily.
'Stop moving!' Remus whined and swatted absently at you. You laugh and curl up to us, closing your eyes.
'Aw, mum, you're right they are cute!' Harry says as he puts a tray at the foot of the bed. He jumps on us and I laugh this time, hugging him to my chest and kissing the mess of black hair affectionately.
'You're father is not a morning person, Harry.' I say. 'And that is not a bad thing.'
'Oh, of course it's not.' Harry says and laughs, hugging both you and Remus. He gets two hugs (and an affectionate swat on the head) back.
We eventually get up and eat forcing Harry to stay with us. He doesn't fight, he actually loves being around and sits on my lap again. Yes! Who is father of the year? Me! Me! Me! Afterwards we go practice Quidditch in the yard and around noon we're working on a mix of homework and putting stuff together. He'll go back to Hogwarts in a week, but its obvious for once he isn't desprate. He loves being mean. He loves you. You're such a good God Father Sirius.
And then at lunch you accidently spill mayoinse on your shirt and chin and it looks adorable-like a puppy. Lily gets out the book she bought us once. 'Taming The Grim.' And you turn into a Grim and show her how very tame you are as she scratches that spot right behind your ears.
And I realize how much I missed you.
It makes me pass out.