"What are we going to do James?" Lily asked as they sat at the table, Harry had finally calmed down and they had made him go to bed.

Although he didn't want to, as soon as they mentioned that staying up wasn't good for the baby, he had immediately gone upstairs to go sleep, but for the first time in many years, Lily had had to sing him to sleep. Though as they had thought he was asleep, he had called them back with one sentence.

"I don't know Lil, you know he won't abort it,despite what he said, and that scratches out adoption. He said he was about 4 months, so it will be born round May. We could look after it here while he is at school, because dropping out of Hogwarts is out of the question." He suggested.

"We'll discuss it with him tomorrow!" Lily said and James nodded.

"Discuss what?" Sirius asked as he apperated into their kitchen.

"Oops, sorry, I forgot to tell him Sirius!" Lily said and Sirius smiled at her.

"It's ok Lily, what were you saying? Discussing something tomorrow?" Sirius said.

"Harry's pregnant." James said and Sirius, who had just drunk the shot of fire-whiskey James had on the table, spat it out all over him.

"Urggh! Sirius!" James said and wiped it off his robes.

"Who is the father?" Sirius asked nervously and James shrugged.

"He wouldn't say, all he said was that after they did it, he said it wouldn't work and left." James said and Sirius felt his stomach tying up in knots.

"I think I'm going to go see if I can get him to say who it is." Sirius said, stood up and walked out the room.

He went into Harry's room, locked the door behind him and put a silencing spell on the room.

"Harry! Wake up!" He said and shook him. His eyes widened when he saw who it was.

"What? Come for another go?" He said sarcastically.

"Come on Harry! Can't we just put that whole night behind us?" Sirius pleaded.

"Maybe you can, but I'm the one who might have a constant reminder for the rest of my life!" He said and lay back down, pulling the covers over his head.

"It's not that I don't want to be with you Harry, I can't." He said and pulled the blankets off and leaving Harry in his boxers on the bed, his stomach already protruding a bit, not much, but considering how skinny he had always been, anyone who knew him could tell.

He saw Sirius looking and wrapped his arms protectively around it. "Leave me and my baby alone, go knock someone else up!" He snarled and made a grab for the blankets but Sirius held them out of his way.

"I'm sorry Harry, ok?" He said and Harry just stared sadly into his eyes. "I want you and the baby both, I honestly do, but don't you understand me? All I can do is be your godfather, nothing more!"

"You don't know how much you hurt me Sirius, and now you think you can just come and apologize 4 months later and then everything is perfect! Well no! As much as I fell for that with Justin, it won't work now!" He said sadly. "Now out! And give me my blankets; the cold isn't doing much for the baby!" He said Sirius sighed and gave him his blankets.

"I'm sorry, truly, I just hope someday that you can find it in your heart to forgive me. If you need anything for the baby, I'm just a floo call away." Sirius said and sadly and turned to leave.

"Sirius?" Harry called horsely and Sirius looked back hopefully at him. "There won't be a baby much longer. I'm having an abortion." Sirius eyes widened fearfully.

"No, do anything, just don't that, it doesn't deserve to die like that." He pleaded and Harry looked at him, his eyes filled with fiery anger.

"I have no choice, and it's not like you have any say in it."

"I do! It's my child too!"

"You lost all rights to it when you walked out. Now fuck off before I change my mind about telling my parents who the father is." Sirius sighed and left the room.

Harry lay back down, his hands still rubbing his stomach. Sirius was right, despite how he hated to admit it. It wasn't the child's fault his father was a prick and his mother was just some 16-year-old slut who had had sex with his godfather.

"I'm not going to get rid of you, I'll raise you myself. I won't let him get you." Realization sunk into his system.

"I'm going to have a baby..."