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Sirius, Remus and Peter followed James to the bed in the middle of the room where Lily was resting. She was staring at the infant in her arms with a look of love and utter devotion.
"Wow Prongs." Sirius said hoarsely, seeing his best friend's child for the first time. "That's gotta be the cutest thing I ever saw."
James smiled contentedly and sat down next to Lily.
"Congrats Prongs." Remus grinned, shaking James' hand. "You're a father."
Peter yawned widely. "He sure is a special looking baby."
Harry woke up suddenly and giggled. He looked from adult to adult until his eyes rested on James. He giggled again.
"Um, Lily? Dear? Why is he looking at me like that?" James asked, slightly panicked.
"Like what James?"
"Like, well, like that."
Harry reached clumsily for James' hand and quickly latched onto his thumb. James pulled lightly, trying to claim back his thumb, but the baby held on tight, refusing to let go. James gave up quickly and resigned himself to admiring his child.
Harry began the enormous task of covering James in drool, starting with his thumb.
"Does that answer your question mate?" Sirius asked with a laugh.
James nodded happily. "Can you believe it? I'm being drooled on by my son."
"If he's anything like you, that's quite easy to believe." Peter said lightly after staging a moment's thought.
James scooped up the infant in his arms and advanced on Sirius. Sirius peered closely at Harry's face and frowned.
"Don't new-borns usually have blue eyes?" he asked.
"That's what I said," James replied. "But apparently they don't."
"Hmm."
"Sirius," James looked at Lily, who nodded for him to continue. "We'd like you to be Harry's godfather."
Sirius stared for a moment. "Me?"
"Yes, you."
"Are you nuts?" Sirius exclaimed. "I'd mess it up! I'm the worst godfather anybody could ever have! I was under the impression that you cared about this kid?"
"Then who do you think would do a better job?" James demanded, slightly amused.
"Anyone!" Sirius said, sounding very panicked. "I mean, Peter isn't impulsive, and he doesn't have a temper that flares up at the slightest little thing – he's not very likely to chuck the kid out the window the first time he starts crying! Remus is organised and responsible, and he has no temper to speak of! He could actually do a decent job of looking after Harry if, Merlin forbid, anything should happen to you. Lily, talk some sense into the man!"
Lily chuckled. "I think it's a bit late for that. He's beyond anyone's help."
"Thanks love." James laughed.
"Anytime."
"Come on Sirius, you're my best friend." James wheedled. "I know you'd never do anything to hurt Harry."
Sirius looked like he was about to collapse. "But James, you know me. I've never had a responsible day in my life! Lily, you're the one who's always telling me to act my age! I can't be a godfather, I'm too childish!"
"That's exactly why we want you to be his godfather, Sirius." Lily told him. "Because you'll always be a little kid at heart. You'll never be a boring person who's too focussed on his career or anything else to just relax and have fun. We know you can deal with responsibility because otherwise you'd never have been accepted into the Ministry. And we know you can think straight and act quickly in demanding situations. You've been doing that since before your first year at Hogwarts."
"Anyway, the Ministry won't let Remus be anyone's godfather, for obvious reasons, and you know how Peter gets when you put him under pressure." James continued when Lily ran out of things to say. "No offence Peter."
"None taken."
"We want you to do this for us because you're a good, kind and loyal friend, and you'd never hurt us or Harry. We trust you, even if you don't trust yourself."
Sirius sighed and looked at Harry. "You know, I kinda feel sorry for the little bugger."
James looked affronted. "Why's that?"
"His parents are complete lunatics"
"Then you'll do it?" James asked with a grin.
"Well, the poor kid has to have at least one adult figure in his life who he can look up to." Sirius joked. "Imagine if he turned out like you, Prongs!"
Remus and Peter groaned in unison.
James handed Harry over to Sirius, who quickly sat down, cradling the child in his arms. He stared down into the emerald green pools that were Harry's eyes and smiled at him.
"Hiya Harry."
A/N I just had to make that the last line. Just had to. I know this wasn't as funny as the last couple of chapters, but I didn't really want this chapter to be very funny. I thought it needed a serious side to it, because it is the birth of a child that we're talking about here, and that is a very important event. I figured too much humour would take away from that a little.
Anyway, that's the end of this little ficlet thingy for now. It will eventually feature in "After Hogwarts", which is the sequel to "Seven Years at Hogwarts". I say eventually because I haven't started writing that yet. I'm not even halfway through "Seven Years" yet, so the sequel's a little while off.
Please let me know what you think this ficlet.
