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The door shut and Sirius looked at the baby in his arms, "It's just you and
me honey bunch."
"Dad da da da," Harry waved his arms helplessly at the closed door.
"Oh it's ok, he'll be back later.so what do you want to do? Play poker,
cards, fly on my motor bike (Lily would kill me)," he offered all these to
Harry in a singsong voice. Harry whimpered, and then began to cry.
"Oh no, what are you doing? Hey now crying wasn't an option. Stop, please?"
Harry had no intention of letting up, and suddenly the phone in the kitchen
began to ring.
"Ah! Ok, I remember these lessons.put the kid in the playpen and go get the
phone. Kid in playpen.go get feletome or whatever you call those things.
Lily does this all the time, and she's a girl.I can do this.there has never
been anything that stood in the way of Padfoot the Great. Unless of course
that is Aunt Bertha on the line."
"Hello? Why isn't this working!?" He began hitting the cordless on the
counter repeatedly. Just then the recorder picked up
"Hi you have reached the Potter's humble, yet luxurious abode. If you are a
solicitor we don't want any, but if you would like to speak to me.my lovely
wife.or my new son Harry, who is the cutest thing on the planet FYI, then
leave a message and we'll get back to you. As soon as I figure out how.
Thanks very much! *Beep*"
"Cute James I like it. This is Remus and I was wondering what you two kids
were up to, or should I say three kids. How is Harry? Oh and if Sirius is
there I guess that makes four.
"Ha, ha very funny. As if you don't ever come over," Sirius said still
trying to figure out how the phone worked.
"This is odd, you're not allowed to go out without my permission,
("Yes mum") and where are you going to take a baby? ("To a bar") Come on
press the button that says 'Talk' ("Finally some useful advise") in big green
letters."
"Smarty-pants," Sirius grumbled to his other childhood friend over the line.
"So lovely to speak with you as well Padfoot. So how is it going?"
"Oh great.just perfect.yep.nothing wrong here.I'm his godfather.I can do
this," Harry was wailing harder than ever in his toppled over playpen.
"Is Harry crying?" Remus said, voice full of concern.
"No.well actually yes. How do you turn him off Moony?" They all called Remus
Lupin, Moony because of his lycanthropy.
"Oh Sirius, you don't turn a baby off. He is crying because he needs
something,"
"Yeah a good kick up the-"
"SIRIUS," Remus demanded severely from over the phone, "you're the one who
needs the kick.now do you want me to come over and help?"
"Since when do you make house calls Mrs. Skowers?"
"Oh shove it.hey I don't hear him crying anymore, what did you do?"
"Nothing, I'm in the kitchen talking to you, Harry is in the living roo.oh
shit"
"Oh shit is right. You'd better find him, you know Harry."
"Don't remind me," Sirius remembered the incident in which Harry had gotten
into his toolbox and swallowed a screw. He ventured into the living room and
passed the upside down playpen on his way to the stairs.
"Sirius you know I am not doing anything right now so I'll just come over
and-"
"No come on it's just a kid. I mean what damage can cute little Pronglet- ''
Sirius was interrupted by a loud crashing boom from the upstairs. "What
the-?!" He dropped the phone in surprise.
"That's it I'm coming.be there in a few," Remus' voice was coming to Sirius
through the receiver on the floor.
The door shut and Sirius looked at the baby in his arms, "It's just you and
me honey bunch."
"Dad da da da," Harry waved his arms helplessly at the closed door.
"Oh it's ok, he'll be back later.so what do you want to do? Play poker,
cards, fly on my motor bike (Lily would kill me)," he offered all these to
Harry in a singsong voice. Harry whimpered, and then began to cry.
"Oh no, what are you doing? Hey now crying wasn't an option. Stop, please?"
Harry had no intention of letting up, and suddenly the phone in the kitchen
began to ring.
"Ah! Ok, I remember these lessons.put the kid in the playpen and go get the
phone. Kid in playpen.go get feletome or whatever you call those things.
Lily does this all the time, and she's a girl.I can do this.there has never
been anything that stood in the way of Padfoot the Great. Unless of course
that is Aunt Bertha on the line."
"Hello? Why isn't this working!?" He began hitting the cordless on the
counter repeatedly. Just then the recorder picked up
"Hi you have reached the Potter's humble, yet luxurious abode. If you are a
solicitor we don't want any, but if you would like to speak to me.my lovely
wife.or my new son Harry, who is the cutest thing on the planet FYI, then
leave a message and we'll get back to you. As soon as I figure out how.
Thanks very much! *Beep*"
"Cute James I like it. This is Remus and I was wondering what you two kids
were up to, or should I say three kids. How is Harry? Oh and if Sirius is
there I guess that makes four.
"Ha, ha very funny. As if you don't ever come over," Sirius said still
trying to figure out how the phone worked.
"This is odd, you're not allowed to go out without my permission,
("Yes mum") and where are you going to take a baby? ("To a bar") Come on
press the button that says 'Talk' ("Finally some useful advise") in big green
letters."
"Smarty-pants," Sirius grumbled to his other childhood friend over the line.
"So lovely to speak with you as well Padfoot. So how is it going?"
"Oh great.just perfect.yep.nothing wrong here.I'm his godfather.I can do
this," Harry was wailing harder than ever in his toppled over playpen.
"Is Harry crying?" Remus said, voice full of concern.
"No.well actually yes. How do you turn him off Moony?" They all called Remus
Lupin, Moony because of his lycanthropy.
"Oh Sirius, you don't turn a baby off. He is crying because he needs
something,"
"Yeah a good kick up the-"
"SIRIUS," Remus demanded severely from over the phone, "you're the one who
needs the kick.now do you want me to come over and help?"
"Since when do you make house calls Mrs. Skowers?"
"Oh shove it.hey I don't hear him crying anymore, what did you do?"
"Nothing, I'm in the kitchen talking to you, Harry is in the living roo.oh
shit"
"Oh shit is right. You'd better find him, you know Harry."
"Don't remind me," Sirius remembered the incident in which Harry had gotten
into his toolbox and swallowed a screw. He ventured into the living room and
passed the upside down playpen on his way to the stairs.
"Sirius you know I am not doing anything right now so I'll just come over
and-"
"No come on it's just a kid. I mean what damage can cute little Pronglet- ''
Sirius was interrupted by a loud crashing boom from the upstairs. "What
the-?!" He dropped the phone in surprise.
"That's it I'm coming.be there in a few," Remus' voice was coming to Sirius
through the receiver on the floor.