Harry looked round the entrance hall to Sirius's house and sighed, hoping to get this weekend over with quickly. Since his parents decided he hadn't seen his Godfather enough and he hadn't told them that he was the father, he was now stuck here for his whole weekend.

He silently moved up the stairs to where he knew he would be staying, where he always slept when he was over here.

He got into the room, closed the door, put his rucksack down and sat on the bed, as the fatigue kicked in again, he made sure he didn't lie on his stomach before falling asleep.

What Harry didn't know, was that a certain animagi black dog was watching him. After Harry fell asleep, he jumped up on the bed next to him and started whimpering and sniffing his stomach, knowing this would probably be the closest he would get to his baby. Quite honestly, he wasn't surprised when James had flooed him excitedly the morning following the little 'discovery', saying that Harry had said he might keep it. He was even more bouncy on Christmas morning when he had said that while opening presents on Christmas morning, had decided to keep it for sure.

Harry's eyelids fluttered open and he jumped back when he saw the black dog. Sirius quickly transformed back into his human form and Harry got up to leave but Sirius held his wrist.

"Harry, please, just listen to me!" He pleaded and Harry, knowing he wasn't going to get free anytime soon, sat down on the bed.

"I'm sorry I hurt you Harry, but I panicked when I thought about what your parents would say, and I'm sorry if this baby is causing you any problems, if you want to tell your parents that I am the father, I will accept the consequences. But you are my godson and whether you hate me or not, I still love you!" He said and Harry felt tears of joy in his eyes.

"Aww, come here!" He said and squeezed his godson in a tight hug, carefully avoiding squishing the baby

They looked up at each other then slowly leant in. "Wait, promise you are not going to back out this time are you?" Harry asked and Sirius shook his head before they kissed passionately.

They lay on the bed snuggling up together that night; they had spent the afternoon having 'fun', all other things were forgotten about.

"I love you Sirius!" Harry said surprising him. He tried to say it back, but somehow found he couldn't lie to his godson like that.

He didn't have to worry because Harry had fallen asleep next to him. Sirius knew this would end in tears for his godson eventually and knew he couldn't bring himself to risk his friendship with James. But as much as he wanted to, he couldn't break his promise to him not to Harry.

He sighed and slowly moved Harry off of him. Harry now curled up and slept with a smile on his face and his arms wrapped around his stomach...

He agreed to talk to Harry about it in the morning, hoping he wouldn't take it too hard...

The next morning, Sirius was in the kitchen cooking breakfast when Harry walked in sleepily in boxers and a half-open bathrobe.

"Morning !" He said, went to Sirius and kissed him on the cheek.

"Morning to you." He said back kissing Harry on the cheek.

"And morning to you." He said pulling open the bathrobe and planting a kissing on the round bump in Harry's stomach.

"Ready for breakfast?" He asked as Harry sat down.

"You bet! I'm starved!" He replied as Sirius put a plate of bacon and eggs in front of him and a plate in front of himself.

"Umm, Harry, what are you doing?" Sirius asked.

"I thought that was obvious, I'm putting syrup on my food!" He said.

"Eww, that's gross!" Sirius laughed and Harry shrugged.

"Baby wants it!" He said and carried on eating.

"Weird baby you got in there, you sure it's human."

"It's related to you, and you expected it to be human?" Harry laughed.

"Take it back!" Sirius said playfully.

"Make me pancakes and I might consider it!" Harry said with a grin and Sirius shook his head.

"Never mind then, think what you want." He said and Harry's lip trembled.

"Don't give me that Harry, it doesn't work!" He said and Harry gave him the puppy eyes.

"Pwease?" He asked and Sirius couldn't resist as he found himself frying pancakes.

He put them in front of Harry and watched in amazement as his godson put them into his mouth one after the other.

"Finished?" Sirius asked in amusement.

"Uh-hu!" He said as he wiped his mouth on a serviette.

The following morning, Sirius still had not broken it off with Harry and was currently trying to figure out how he was going to do it when the doorbell rang.

He went to answer it and to his surprise, he found Remus outside. "I need to talk to you Padfoot." He said and Sirius ushered him inside.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" He asked.

"It's nothing really, it's just, I miss you Siri!" He said taking Sirius's hand and Sirius knew what he meant and grinned.

Sirius carried Remus up to his bedroom and they lay down on the bed kissing intimately.

"Oh god! I've missed you." Sirius said.

"Don't speak, just kiss me!" Remus said as he undressed his ex-lover.

Harry, who had wondered out of bed looking for Sirius, looked on in anguish. He rushed out of the room and started stuffing his things in his bag, not believing he had fallen for Sirius's trick to get him in bed again.