Ch2: Reunion
A baby boy crawled around on the floor. He had untidy black hair, and big, bright green eyes. He was a curious boy, but despite his attempts, he could not get out of the pen that had magically encaged him.
Frustrated, he started to whimper. Seeing the storm that was about to explode from her son, his mother walked over to hush her crying child. She cooed and, despite his anger, he let out a sharp, little giggle.
"There, there now, no more tears," she sighed softly.
Just then three men walked in. One with black hair, the next looked a little shabby, and the last was a very short, chubby man, with colorless hair.
"Don't you three ever knock?!" exclaimed the boy's father.
"Yes, but we were so excited to see little Harry. Is that him over there?!" he questioned.
"Yes, but remember we have business to attend to- oh Sirius, be careful!" the boy's father exclaimed.
"Oh, yes! I just saw Molly leave, she went out to get some supplies- she'll be back later- oh and Sarah is due here any minute, as with the rest of the Order, I suppose." said Sirius,
"Anyways. You worry too much, James! How could we hurt a baby?!"
"I don't know, just be careful!" James, feeling defeated, slunk into his chair and watched Lily, his wife. She was handing Harry to Sirius just now. With such great care, he noted, then he turned to Sirius. He too, was handling his son as gentle as ever, James mused, like he was his own. It's so funny, he thought, how they both look so alike, with that dark, black hair…
"Hey Sirius, did you ever notice how much you an' Harry look alike?"
"Yah, but what are ya' getting' at?" Sirius asked, through his laughter.
"Sirius, this is no laughing matter- Sirius what are you doing?" James exclaimed as he turned around to see Harry, who had climbed on to Sirius head.
"Jeeze! Do any of you know how to take care of a baby?"
Everybody looked up to see a woman standing on the threshold. She had auburn hair, and memorizing, grren-grey eyes.
"Well, aren't you going to invite me in?" her sharp voice questioned.
"Yes, yes, come in Sarah," Lily's voice chimed in,
"How are you?"
"I'm fine, but as for Sirius here, I'm not so sure," she answered as she picked Harry up off the floor where he had been put when she had walked in.
"So, this is little Harry? Well, isn't he just the cutest. Goochy, goochy goo!"
"If I'm not interrupting," Sirius explained,
"but our friend James here was about to say something."
"Oh, sorry, I'm listening," Sarah said as her face turned red.
"I-I was just thinking about the Order, and about my brother," as he started to explain, he looked up to see everyone almost in tears.
"Oh, c'mon, you guys! It's been nine months! Anyways, I was just thinking that Voldemort must have known that my brother was in the Order, why else would he have killed him like he did? It only makes sense that as his brother, I 'm the next target. I know, I know, it's not for certain, but as a precaution…" he said, seeing the distressed look on his wife's face.
"I was thinking," he continued,
"that in case anything should happen to me, that Sirius looks enough like him…" his voice trailed.
"What are you saying?" the quiet and solemn voice, came from Sarah.
"I'm saying that because Sirius looks like Harry and because he is related to the Malfoy's-"
"What does my cousin have to do with this?!" Sirius exclaimed, his voice had gone dead-cold.
" Well, you see since they are pure-blood wizards, and you're related to them, that if anything should happen to me that you could be, well, sort of a father to Harry."
"You mean a god-father?" this came from the scruffy looking man in the corner. He had been silent the entire time. Well, he thought, I had to say something, sometime or later.
"Yes, Remus, Sirius is from here on out Harry's godfather," as he finished, no one spoke, everyone just stared. First at Harry, then at Sirius.
"A-are you sure?" came a voice from the across the room. All eyes turned toward the short man.
"Yes, Peter. I'm absolutely sure. If Voldemort kills me, what makes me so sure he won't kill Harry next? If I don't make it, Sirius, and the rest of you, will say that Harry is Sirius' son." all eyes were on him as he finished.
"Well, alright, Congratulations Sirius!" this came from Peter.
"Yah, congrats!," exclaimed everyone else in unison.
No later did they say this, that Molly and the rest of the Order, except Dumbledore, walked through the door,
"Well, now we have work to do!" Molly said as she ushered them all into the bedroom.
"Yah, let's get this over with so we can go. It's getting dangerous to have these meetings." said a man, who had been given the name of "Mad-eye Moody"
"You know, you are right," agreed a woman named Tonks,
"Voldemort's spies are everywhere." As she said this, Peter, who was still in the corner, turned pure white, and followed the rest of the Order in.
After the Order of the Phoenix, or so they called themselves, had finished their meeting, Lily, James, Harry, Remus, Sirius, Peter, and Sarah went out to celebrate Sirius' luck at Diagon Alley.
After hours of celebrating Lily knew it was time to leave and said,
"Well, Harry here is getting sleepy, so we better get on home."
"We need our sleep, too, dear," James commented,
"We're getten' up early to visit Dumbldore," and with that they left.
"Well we better get on home, too. C'mon bro.," Sarah said, motioning to Remus.
"Can I come?" Sirius asked.
"Why?" Sarah retorted back.
" Because you look soo sexy in you p.j.'s and I would know!" Sirius laughed.
"Go to hell, you big pervert!" she tried to yell, but she was laughing to hard,
"C'mon bro. Let's go before Sirius says you look sexy in your p.j.s!"
"See ya later," called Remus, as they left.
"Well, it's down to two" Sirius said,
" Well, Peter, want to get a drink?"
"Sure," he replied,
"Then maybe late we can party and do each other's toe-nails!" he joked.
They left toward the Leaky Cauldron, and sat there for hours.
"Oh, Wormtail, remember back in the day when we were back at Hogwarts?" Sirius, who was drunk, asked Peter.
"Yes Padfoot, I do," he said, using his friend's old nickname,
"What about it?"
"I was thinking about John," he winced as if in pain.
"I remember us, four, James, Remus, you, and me all hanging out and having fun."
"So…?" Peter questioned.
"Well, we always left John out. He followed us for awhile, then he started hanging out with Sarah."
"Well, Sarah was always level-headed. She knew we were inseparable, and she also knew we were always getting into trouble. She didn't try to butt-in and separate us, but I do know what you mean about not actually knowing him," responded Peter.
"I just feel so bad," Sirius continued,
"We always left him out, even when we left Hogworts, and, and now he's dead! I mean the only one who really knew him was James!" Sirius cried.
"Well, no, that's not entirely true," Peter explained,
"There was the time he went out with Sarah, then with Lily, remember?"
"Oh, yeah! James was furious for weeks!" Sirius exclaimed.
"So, in truth. It was only Remus, you, and I who didn't know him! That makes it even worse!"
"I know the feeling. When I heard that he was dead. I wasn't exactly sad for John. I was sad for James, Lily, and the Order!" exclaimed Peter.
"Me too," agreed Sirius,
"But it's too late to get to know him now!"
"Speaking of late. What time is it?" Peter questioned.
"Shit! It's way passed eleven! I gotta go!" Peter exclaimed.
"I'll take you home," offered Sirius.
"No, no I'm fine," said Peter, looking more nervous by the minute.
"Ok, bye then,": Sirius said, but Peter had already left. Sirius just sat there for awhile, then left for home.