Chapter 7

"Come what come may.

Time and the hour runs through the roughest day"

Harry flung his arms around Sirius' neck.

"Wow! You've got a son…" he then let go of Sirius and turned to Anne.

"Congratulations!" and he hugged her too.

"He's born on May the 1st, just like Luna, Linda and Remus' son," said Anne.

"Are they cosmic twins?" asked Harry. Sirius didn't understand Harry, although Anne seemed to.

"Well… yes, they are, because Alex has been born a few months too early…" she explained. "Because Luna's the daughter of a werewolf, Linda's pregnancy was shorter."

"Anne, Harry, may I ask a silly question?" said Sirius.

"Sure," answered Harry.

"Well then… what on earth is a cosmic twin?"

"That's not a real twin. It are two people who should be born on the same day, because they're… – er – 'made' on the same day…" explained Anne.

"Ah, yes, I see…" answered Sirius, but he seemed to be not fully understanding his future wife.

"Harry, do you want something to drink?" asked Anne suddenly.

"Yes please, tea will do fine," replied Harry. Anne walked away to the kitchen to make some tea.

"I think Alex'll be awake by now, would you like to come with me, then I can show you his room too," said Sirius.

Upstairs Alex appeared to be awake already.

"Sirius, may I ask you something?" asked Harry his Godfather.

"Bring t on, Harry."

"Well, if Alex is born on May 1st, how come he wasn't living here in the summer, and how come you haven't told me Anne was pregnant?"

Sirius stared blankly at Harry… how should I explain this? He thought.

"I… – er  – … we'll explain it at the tea," stuttered Sirius.

"He really is your son?"

"Yes, and the DNA-tests proved it too…"

"He's a cute boy, he has Anne's eyes, hasn't he?"

"That's –" but he was cut off by Anne, yelling: "Harry! Sirius! Tea!"

"We're coming!" yelled Sirius back, causing Alex to cry.

"Ow, poor boy, are you hungry too? Well then, let's come with daddy, I'll get you something to eat then!" said Sirius.

"How do you know he's hungry?" asked Harry curiously.

"Because he began to cry," replied Sirius.

"Yes, but to me it sounds all the same!" Sirius grinned at Harry, and they walked out of Alex' room, down the stairway.

"To me too, Harry." replied Sirius after a while.

"Then how do you hear he's hungry?" asked Harry, not quite understanding his Godfather.

"Well, I can't hear it on the way he cried either, although Anne can, I believe. No, I could hear his stomach growl, like mine just did…" added Sirius with a smile.

When they entered the room, Anne was sitting on the couch.

"Did you have to wake him in such a rough way, Sirius?" she said, with twinkling brown eyes.

"I suppose…" he answered. "He's hungry too, dear."

"Oh, then I'll give him something to eat." And she walked away to the kitchen again, closely followed by Sirius, who told her about Harry's question.

"Then we should explain him the story, shouldn't we?" replied Anne.

A/N: Ow, this must be the shortest chapter I've ever written, but if I would as Anne and Sirius' explanation in this, it would be a very long one… so, it left me no choice, it's a writer's destiny, I presume. And my advice for you for the next chapter is: collect your brains, because it can be a very complicated chapter if you don't pay enough attention to it…

And the cosmic twin-stuff: yes, I've got it from The Discovery of Heaven, I thought it might be nice to put it in this fic…