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Authors Note- Hey! I'm finally back. Spending a weekend with my best friend helped me think...though how I don't know. Anyhow, here's the newest chapter of Changes! There might even be some plot this time, as shocking as that sounds. Read and write me a nice review! (Or if you feel like telling me that I'm disturbed, that would be fine too.)

Warnings- This is slash. Guy on guy kinda thing. This chapter introduces Mpreg. If you don't like that, read no further. I doubt this chapter will have anything to R rated, but that is the overall stories rating. Make sure you pay attention to it.

To the reviewers:

Reaka: You got turned on? (blink blink). Okay. Thanks. I think. (You know I'm just kidding. Enjoy this chapter!)

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Changes Part 4

Here I am, the famous Harry Potter boy who lived, wizard of the year, man who defeated Voldemort- Pregnant. Why am I pregnant? Oh I don't know...maybe because Sirius is a fucking idiot. Lets start at the beginning shall we.

Sirius and I threw a party, celebrating our 5-month anniversary. I drank too much that night. Why alcohol was there, I'll never know but if I had to guess, I'd say it was Sirius. Again trying to see how funny it is to get random people intoxicated.

The next morning I woke up with a major hangover. Even walking down the stairs and finding Sirius only in pajama pants didn't make me feel better.

"Good morning Harry," Sirius said very cheerfully.

"Go to hell."

"What? What did I do now." That's when he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me softly on my cheek.

"Why do you have to be all cheerful?"

"You don't like it when I'm happy to see you?"

"No. It's because I have a headache."

"Hangover? Is that all? Well while I'm in town today I'll go ask Severus to give me a hangover potion and you'll be all better soon enough."

He kissed me and told me to go back to bed. For some reason I had a bad feeling. But I unfortunately ignored my instincts. Note to self. Never ignore gut instincts. Sirius came into our room and woke me up. He was carrying a small vial. I couldn't read the label because I didn't have my glasses or contacts in. I wish I had.

"Here Harry drink this. If this doesn't work I'll make you feel better. Even if it does work I'll make you feel better."

I drank the potion and after I was drinking it, I found Sirius's tongue in its place. We spent the next hour making love to one another, but as I lay in Sirius's arms, I realized I still had the headache. It wasn't a profound as before. I was drunk on Sirius and it didn't matter. Then the doorbell rang.

Sirius cursed and got out of bed pulling back on his clothes. He looked out the window to see who it was.

"That old git."

"Who is it?"

"Severus. He always has to ruin it for me."

"Sirius. You do realize you are older than him."

"Yes. But I look better."

"I don't know...he's gotten pretty good looking over the years," I said sarcastically.

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Don't mess with my mind Harry." He left the room and moments later I heard the front door open.

"WHAT?!!?" I heard Sirius yell.

"You took the wrong potion mutt! Can't you read?" Severus demanded.

After hearing the exchange, I pulled on a pair of pants and ran down the stairs. "Please tell me I didn't hear what I think I did," I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"Oh God. A half-naked Potter. No need to guess what you were up to before I caught the mutts mistake. Too bad I came too late...that is if you haven't already taken the potion?" Severus asked turning his gaze to me.

The first thought to cross my mind was 'oh shit'. Of course I didn't know why at the time. I was soon to find out.

"Sirius...what did you give me?" I said in an eerily calm voice.

"Heh-heh...well...see...I love you," Sirius said non-helpfully. I turned to Severus again knowing that was all I was about to get out of Sirius. Before Severus could speak, Sirius cut in again with, "Remember Harry. I really really really love you."

"Well then, let me express my deepest sympathy. Apparently that moron gave you a fertility potion. Then moments later fucked you," Severus said.

I opened my mouth but soon shut it again. I looked at Sirius, opened my mouth again, then passed out.

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When I woke up, Sirius was holding me and Severus was busy making me drink various potions.

"You can stop! I'm awake, I'm awake!" I said rolling over so my face was against Sirius's chest.

"Potter, drink this one and we will be finished. I will use a charm and the combining effect will tell us if you are indeed pregnant. A blue aura will form around you if it's a boy, pink if it's a girl, and white if you managed to be impeccably lucky and not have anything at all.

I downed the drink as quickly as possible. I wanted to know. Severus muttered something and pointed his wand at me. I still can't figure out what he said, though I'm sure it was in Latin, that being the language we cast all spells in.

Suddenly there was a pink light surrounding me. "Fuck," was all I managed to say.

"I'll leave you guys alone. Don't worry either. I'm not telling anybody," Severus said getting up to leave.

"Thanks Severus. But earlier you said you were sorry I'm in trouble. Why?"

"Third generation of Potters. This will be worse. It's combined with a Black," Severus stated simply and left.

"Sirius. What are we going to do? Do you think we'll be able to handle this? I don't know if I'm ready for a kid," I said gripping his shirt.

"We'll figure it out. I'm sure we'll make good parents. Even if we go through hell figuring out how to do it."

He had no idea how right he was.

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