When Sirius Jr. is 5

Hermione was writing a speech for Harry. Sirius was trying to read the afternoon paper. Too bad he could really pay attention.

A Dog gets in heat, right?

Well, even though, Padfoot is a boy, the same thing happens to him because he is animagus.

And being a man, he couldn't concentrate because of the way his wife sat on the couch.

It, well, umm, attracted attention to the mammary region.

Or for you simpletons or perverts, the boobs.

"Herm?" Her head popped up. She has got to be the most gorgeous woman on the planet. "Come over here." Hermione dropped the pencil and legal pad and slowly sauntered over. He growled, "If you're not over here in three seconds."

Hermione still walked slowly, squealing when Sirius grabbed her and sat her in his lap.

"Afternoon paper good, Padfoot?" She kissed the side of his jaw and straddled his lap

He started to rub the inside of her thighs. "I wouldn't know."

"I bet you wouldn't; it's upside down," she laughed behind his ear. They started to kiss in the arm chair before Sirius Junior came barging in with his toy broom in hand and dirt on his face.
"Daddy, Daddy!" Sirius groaned and shifted Hermione so they were more decent.

"Yes, junior? What's going on?"

"I flew, Daddy, way high up in the air and then I fell." Hermione's eyes went wide at 'way high up in the air'; ever since they had lost the twins, she had become more protective of her only child.

"Come here, let me check you for any cuts, baby. You want a cup of hot chocolate. You were out side with out a coat on, and it's blustering, Sirius. You act just like your daddy." She walked in the kitchen with him on her hips, sticking his tongue at his father. She sat him on the counter and hand him a sippy cup with hot chocolate in it. "Later, we're going to give you a bath." He scrunched up his nose, just like Hermione did when she didn't like something.

Sirius wrapped his arms around her waist. He nipped at her earlobe. "If I'm good, can I get a bath?"

Hermione let out a shaky reply, "No-not in front of him; you'll scar him, but maybe later." She turned around and kissed his nose. "Go on, you can go play with your toys but then you have to take a bath; give me a kiss, I love you." He Eskimo kissed his mother then hopped off.

"Hermione, you got to stop coddling him. He's got to hurt himself so he doesn't do it again."

Hermione sighed, "I know, but he's still going to be my baby. After what happened to

The twins...I just have become so protective. I birthed them, I nursed them, Sirius; it's hard for you to understand, but they took a part of me with them." Sirius kissed her nose again then licked her, then proceeded to walk away. Hermione's mouth dropped open as Sirius walked away quickly. "Excuse me did you just lick me?" Sirius quickly hurried up the stairs.

Sirius started to tumble down after she stood there with her hands on her hips. He just fell down a flight of stairs, laughing the entire way. At her feet, he sobered up. "Yes, ma'am, I did."

Hermione's look of shock turned into a look of mischievousness' "Oh, okay, Sirius, it's on. I'm going to get you back, but when you aren't expecting it." She walked away.

A few hours later, after Sirius Junior had been put to bed, Harry decided to floo.

"Hermione."

"Godric Gryffindor, Harry, you scared me! What's going on?"

"Come down here to the Ministry-I have some people who need to see you. Now."

"Harry, are you being threatened?"

"No, just get down here. Now, please, I'm serious." Harry didn't look shaken, but the Boy Who Lived could hide emotions well.

"Sirius will come and bring them here."

Sirius was in his study, writing to his cousin, Belinda.

"Sirius please go to the Ministry; Harry needs you." Sirius dropped the pen and grabbed his leather jacket.

"Okay. Do we need anymore milk?" Hermione nodded, handing him a list. "What the hell do you need incontinent pants for?"

"Sirius Junior; he keeps having accidents in the middle of the night." Sirius nodded, giving her a kiss on the forehead.

"Bye, love, I'll be back."

Sirius didn't come back until five in the morning. With two teenagers him.

Hermione was upstairs changing junior sheets again.

She found him on the floor naked.

"Sirius what are you doing? Why don't you have any clothes on?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know."

Hermione went to the drawers and pulled out another pair of pajamas. "Did you have another accident?" He nodded looking at the floor. "It's okay, we'll go take another bath and then go back to bed, okay?" he nodded again, followed her down the hall to the bathroom. After twenty minutes of splashing and laughing, Hermione took Sirius Junior out of the tub and dried him off.

"Mione!"

Sirius Jr. and Hermione laughed, "That must be daddy with our guest; come on will go greet them."

Hermione walked down the stairs with Junior on her hips when she saw them.

The twins; her two babies all grown up, Alexander looked just like his father and Alicia looked her with darker hair. Hermione put Sirius Junior on his feet and crushed the twins in a tight embrace which they happily returned.

The next morning at breakfast with Bianca and Harry present, everything had been revealed.

Damien had cast a glamour spell that would put the twins somewhere else then place dead bodies in their original place. He then slipped an aging potion in Hermione's body which didn't affect her, but the twins. So they had aged 14 years, but their glamours had not.

So, the twins that were buried were pillows with the glamours of twins' image. The Ministry of Magic placed them in an adoptive/foster home system and given them new names: Felix and Felicia.

"So can we call you Alicia and Alexander or would you prefer Felix and Felicia?"

"Alicia and Alexander; I never liked the name Felix," said Alexander, wrinkling his nose just like his mother. "Too anal." Hermione cuffed him around his head.

"Alexander Black! WE don't use those words ever." Hermione tried to reprimanding but smiled at him. "I finally feel complete. Today, Alicia, Bianca and I are going shopping; Alexander, Harry, and Sirius are going to work on Alexander's car."

Hermione and the other two women walked out, Alexander looked around for confirmation on the car. "Seriously? I have a car?" They nodded looking at him like was crazy. "Well, I have a license but the family that took care of us never let us out of the basement. We only got fed once day. They also gave us books; books were my escape. Alicia and I have only gotten this far because we read when they weren't making us do laundry for their business, we were reading. Sometimes I would read too much then they would beat me with bamboo sticks. I still have the scars on my back. I would never let them beat her, I couldn't, and it's my job to protect her."

Harry nodded, understanding, "I know exactly what that's like. The Dursleys made me their personal slave."

Sirius got a glass of lemonade out of the pitcher. "Are we going to fix that car or not?"

Hermione can back in, and kissed him on his lips. She turned around, but he pulled her back and gave her a real kiss. A real kiss; a five second smooch, tongue and all.

Hermione licked her lips when she could finally breathe. "Sirius you're not giving him that; you're giving the motorcycle." Sirius nodded dumbly. "Love you, Sirius. Give him that motorcycle. We'll be back in a couple of hours."

Author's Note: Okay if I get a review this weekend I'll update It! Thanks! Ciao for now!