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After they finished eating, Sirius put Harry down on the carpet in the living room and gave him some of the toys Remus had brought that morning. While he stayed in the living room, watching Harry, Remus went to his room to rest before the moon came up. Snape had given him the wolfsbane potion, but even so he and Sirius agreed that he would stay in the cellar so he wouldn't frighten Harry. They didn't know how the child would react to a werewolf and didn't want to find out either. A few hours later, Sirius and Harry had dinner quietly and then Sirius put Harry to bed. The child was so tired that he fell asleep at once and Sirius didn't have the heart to wake him up and give him the sleeping potion. Silently he settled down in the living room, watching as the sun came down and the moon began to rise. He could easily hear movement in the cellar and knew his friend was transforming. He waited patiently until all noise subsided before going down to check on his friend. Moony looked up when the door opened and gave an annoyed whine when he saw Sirius come in. The other man ignored the sound and approached him calmly, he knelt next to the wolf and gently petted his head, making Moony relax.
"It's ok, old friend, just a few hours more." Under his friend's gentle touch, Remus drifted off to sleep, knowing he would not be a danger to Padfoot. Sirius quietly stood up, ready to leave, when a small voice attracted his attention.
"Sirius?"
The man froze at his godson's voice and he slowly turned around. The child was standing at the door, with the Gryffindor lion clutched to his chest, watching from his godfather to the wolf with huge eyes. All his instincts were telling him to run upstairs and hide in his bed, but there was something else. A part of him knew without a doubt that the large, grey wolf wouldn't harm him. For once, his mind let this part of him win over his fear and hesitantly he took a step into the room. He looked up at his godfather and asked. "Is that Uncle Remus?"
Sirius wondered for a moment when Harry had decided to call his friend uncle, but decided to let the matter rest for now. Instead he nodded and walked up to his godson. He knelt in front of the small boy and with a gentle voice, so as not to scare him, he asked. "Why are you up, Harry?"
The child clutched the lion closer to his chest and looked down. "I'm sorry. I woke up and couldn't go to sleep anymore. I called you but you didn't come."
Sirius smiled at him and stroked his cheek before scooping his godson into his arms. "Come on, little one, let's leave Uncle Remus to sleep and see what we can do about getting you back to bed."
Harry smiled slightly and wrapped his free arm around Sirius's neck, leaning his small head against his godfather's shoulder. After leaving the room, Sirius locked the door and went upstairs to Harry's room. Once there he settled his godson back in bed and went to retrieve some sleeping potion from the bathroom. Harry drank it without protesting and he was soon sleeping again. Sirius tucked his godson in and silently left the room to find his own bed and get some rest.
It was early next morning when Sirius woke up after a peaceful night. After getting dressed, he went to check on Harry and saw the child was still sleeping soundly, not having moved from the spot he had left him. Going out of his godson's room, he headed to the kitchen and set up the coffee before walking down to the cellar. After unlocking the door he entered the dark room and went to the motionless figure of his friend. He wrapped Remus up in a blanket and gently lifted him up, ready to take him to his room for a well deserved rest. Moony stirred a little and looked up at his friend's face, a small smile tugging at his lips. Sirius noticed and grinned down at him. "Hey, Moony, how are you feeling?"
"Fine." The man's voice was raspy, but Sirius knew it would get better in no time. They stayed silent for a while, Sirius finally arriving at his friend's room where he tucked him into bed, as he had done the night before with Harry. Remus was looking at him pensively; even if he looked tired, Sirius could sense there was something bothering him. With a resigned sigh he sat down, knowing his friend wouldn't go to sleep before he had talked. "What is it, Remus?"
The man gave him an annoyed look. "You know me too well. It's just… I could swear I smelled Harry's sent yesterday night, just before you left."
Sirius grimaced slightly. He had wanted to tell his friend about it later, after he had had some rest, but knew Remus could be stubborn sometimes and would not go to sleep till he had an answer to his unspoken question. "He was there. He came down looking for me because he couldn't sleep and I was in the cellar."
Remus became even paler than he had already been. Gulping he asked. "How did he take it...seeing me like that?"
Sirius shrugged. "I think he took it fine. He looked a little scared, but I think he knew you wouldn't harm him, because he came into the room." With a small smile he added. "Do you know you have been promoted from 'Remus' to 'Uncle Remus'?"
The werewolf raised an eyebrow. "Uncle Remus?"
Sirius smiled. "That's what my godson called you yesterday."
The frown in Remus's face disappeared and a contented smile framed his tired face. "Uncle Remus, eh? I guess I can live with it."
Sirius laughed softly and stood up. "Come on, go to sleep, I need to go wake up your nephew, then have breakfast and then figure out what we can do for the day."
Remus yawned. "Take him out for a while, the sun will do him lots of good, he's too pale."
Sirius nodded. "That sounds like a good idea. I'll see you later, Moony. 'Night."
Remus closed his eyes and snuggled deeper into his blankets. "'Night, Padfoot."
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for the reviews and thanks to my beta reader LAHoney.
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After they finished eating, Sirius put Harry down on the carpet in the living room and gave him some of the toys Remus had brought that morning. While he stayed in the living room, watching Harry, Remus went to his room to rest before the moon came up. Snape had given him the wolfsbane potion, but even so he and Sirius agreed that he would stay in the cellar so he wouldn't frighten Harry. They didn't know how the child would react to a werewolf and didn't want to find out either. A few hours later, Sirius and Harry had dinner quietly and then Sirius put Harry to bed. The child was so tired that he fell asleep at once and Sirius didn't have the heart to wake him up and give him the sleeping potion. Silently he settled down in the living room, watching as the sun came down and the moon began to rise. He could easily hear movement in the cellar and knew his friend was transforming. He waited patiently until all noise subsided before going down to check on his friend. Moony looked up when the door opened and gave an annoyed whine when he saw Sirius come in. The other man ignored the sound and approached him calmly, he knelt next to the wolf and gently petted his head, making Moony relax.
"It's ok, old friend, just a few hours more." Under his friend's gentle touch, Remus drifted off to sleep, knowing he would not be a danger to Padfoot. Sirius quietly stood up, ready to leave, when a small voice attracted his attention.
"Sirius?"
The man froze at his godson's voice and he slowly turned around. The child was standing at the door, with the Gryffindor lion clutched to his chest, watching from his godfather to the wolf with huge eyes. All his instincts were telling him to run upstairs and hide in his bed, but there was something else. A part of him knew without a doubt that the large, grey wolf wouldn't harm him. For once, his mind let this part of him win over his fear and hesitantly he took a step into the room. He looked up at his godfather and asked. "Is that Uncle Remus?"
Sirius wondered for a moment when Harry had decided to call his friend uncle, but decided to let the matter rest for now. Instead he nodded and walked up to his godson. He knelt in front of the small boy and with a gentle voice, so as not to scare him, he asked. "Why are you up, Harry?"
The child clutched the lion closer to his chest and looked down. "I'm sorry. I woke up and couldn't go to sleep anymore. I called you but you didn't come."
Sirius smiled at him and stroked his cheek before scooping his godson into his arms. "Come on, little one, let's leave Uncle Remus to sleep and see what we can do about getting you back to bed."
Harry smiled slightly and wrapped his free arm around Sirius's neck, leaning his small head against his godfather's shoulder. After leaving the room, Sirius locked the door and went upstairs to Harry's room. Once there he settled his godson back in bed and went to retrieve some sleeping potion from the bathroom. Harry drank it without protesting and he was soon sleeping again. Sirius tucked his godson in and silently left the room to find his own bed and get some rest.
It was early next morning when Sirius woke up after a peaceful night. After getting dressed, he went to check on Harry and saw the child was still sleeping soundly, not having moved from the spot he had left him. Going out of his godson's room, he headed to the kitchen and set up the coffee before walking down to the cellar. After unlocking the door he entered the dark room and went to the motionless figure of his friend. He wrapped Remus up in a blanket and gently lifted him up, ready to take him to his room for a well deserved rest. Moony stirred a little and looked up at his friend's face, a small smile tugging at his lips. Sirius noticed and grinned down at him. "Hey, Moony, how are you feeling?"
"Fine." The man's voice was raspy, but Sirius knew it would get better in no time. They stayed silent for a while, Sirius finally arriving at his friend's room where he tucked him into bed, as he had done the night before with Harry. Remus was looking at him pensively; even if he looked tired, Sirius could sense there was something bothering him. With a resigned sigh he sat down, knowing his friend wouldn't go to sleep before he had talked. "What is it, Remus?"
The man gave him an annoyed look. "You know me too well. It's just… I could swear I smelled Harry's sent yesterday night, just before you left."
Sirius grimaced slightly. He had wanted to tell his friend about it later, after he had had some rest, but knew Remus could be stubborn sometimes and would not go to sleep till he had an answer to his unspoken question. "He was there. He came down looking for me because he couldn't sleep and I was in the cellar."
Remus became even paler than he had already been. Gulping he asked. "How did he take it...seeing me like that?"
Sirius shrugged. "I think he took it fine. He looked a little scared, but I think he knew you wouldn't harm him, because he came into the room." With a small smile he added. "Do you know you have been promoted from 'Remus' to 'Uncle Remus'?"
The werewolf raised an eyebrow. "Uncle Remus?"
Sirius smiled. "That's what my godson called you yesterday."
The frown in Remus's face disappeared and a contented smile framed his tired face. "Uncle Remus, eh? I guess I can live with it."
Sirius laughed softly and stood up. "Come on, go to sleep, I need to go wake up your nephew, then have breakfast and then figure out what we can do for the day."
Remus yawned. "Take him out for a while, the sun will do him lots of good, he's too pale."
Sirius nodded. "That sounds like a good idea. I'll see you later, Moony. 'Night."
Remus closed his eyes and snuggled deeper into his blankets. "'Night, Padfoot."
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for the reviews and thanks to my beta reader LAHoney.