Chapter 16

Sirius was allowed to leave the hospital wing three days after his nightmare. During his time with Madame Pomfery, she showed him how to hold, feed, and change her. She also showed him the proper way to put her in her crib.

"Are you going to be alright in your dormitory?" asked Madame Pomfery the day he left.

Sirius nodded wearily. He was tired. Anastasia liked to wake up crying around midnight. "I'll be fine with it, but I'm not sure Remus and Peter will be. They usually prefer to sleep at night compared to being woken up by a noisy baby."

Madame Pomfery smiled, but saw his point. What were the other two boys going to do? The entire sixth year Gryffindor male population did not need to be half awake while going through their classes. "Maybe the headmaster could find a different, unoccupied room for you and the baby."

"And James," added Sirius. Then thinking about it, he continued, "Assuming he wants to, that is."

Madame Pomfery nodded slightly and replied, "I don't see why he wouldn't want to share a room with you."

Sirius shrugged and picked up his daughter. She wriggled around in his arms and then fell asleep against his shoulder almost immediately. "For now I'll just go to the dormitory. I'll start classes again when we have a permanent living situation."

"Alright," Madame Pomfery agreed, but added, "Just as long as you manage to keep up, I'll tell the headmaster that you need more rest."

Sirius smiled his heart stopping smile and said, "Don't worry. I'll have no problem with that." With those words spoken, Sirius gathered up the bag with the baby items in it and left the hospital wing. As he walked to the dormitory, he saw very few people, but those that he did looked at him strangely, but didn't comment.

"Well," he thought in grim amusement, "this is going to be an interesting finish to the year." In the long run, though, he was grateful for no confrontation.

He got up to the dormitory without major incident occurring, although once he almost lost his balance and dropped Anastasia. When he entered the room, he was surprised to see a crib already set up and a note inside of it.

It read: You and James are going to be moved out of the dormitory and into another room as soon as we possibly can. For now, however, you will have to bed here. I hope your friends will tolerate your presence until then.

Sincerely,

Dumbledore.

Sirius smiled slightly and gently placed his daughter in her crib. She stirred, but didn't wake up. Sirius grinned and watched her as she slept, her chest softly raising and falling in perfect rhythm. She was so beautiful.

Sirius shook himself out of his stupor and decided to do some of his homework that he had procrastinated on while James was in class. He sat down on his bed and fidgeted around until he managed to get comfortable. Then he pulled a book onto his lap and began to read about something that didn't really connect with his brain. His mind was wandering over the past events.

Suddenly a thought occurred to him. Men pregnancies could only occur after taking a certain potion. Why? Why had he been given a potion that would make him pregnant? Who would want him to have a child that was really of no use to no one? It made no sense, unless it was just another one of his father's pointless punishments.

Sirius sighed and lay back on bed. The Potters were trying to prove that he was guilty of rape, along with Dumbledore and a few significant others, but so far there had been nothing but bickering between both parties occurring. They seemed to just be pointing fingers and yelling about it. Not much was being accomplished. Plus, for the most part, his father hadn't really done anything. He had been raped by his father only once, and all of the other times it had been Jacob who was inflicting the pain. Of course, child abuse was also illegal, and Mr. Black had plenty of charges against him for the several beatings Sirius had received.

Why couldn't things just be simple? He was pregnant, he came back with beat up and torn. Why couldn't they prove anything. Sirius growled. He knew why. His father had many powerful connections who would rather jump into a lava pit than face Mr. Black's wrath.

Sirius dimly wondered if Jacob knew that he had gotten his whore pregnant. Yes, Sirius admitted that he was a whore. There was no other name for it, although it was unwilling. His parents had been paid for his services, which, by definition, made him a whore. Sirius sighed and got up to pace around the dormitory.

There were so many things that he had wanted to do with his life that he would not be able to do with a baby. He loved her to death, but there was always that lingering thought of what he could have done versus what he would now have to do.

He was at a lost. What was he going to do during the summer. There was no way in hell that he would go back to the Black residence. But he didn't feel like he could move in with the Potters, as that seemed like imposing, and that was one thing that he despised doing with a passion.

Just then the door opened and in waltzed James. Sirius smiled at him and let him wrap him in a hug. "How is my beautiful boyfriend this fine day?"

Sirius smiled at his words and pushed away his worrying thoughts. "I'm fine, and you, my equally beautiful boyfriend?"

James smiled and kissed him on the forehead gently. "Bored, but fine."

Sirius grinned and let James kiss him passionately, now on the lips. Sirius pushed into the kiss happily. Kissed him hard, bruising his lips. Sirius gasped and pulled away from James ever so slightly. He looked at him strangely and then asked, "What's wrong."

Sirius shook his head and then leaned back in for a kiss. James was still concerned, but kissed him in return anyways.

A.N. sorry that that was so short, but my little sister wants on the computer and I'm out of things that go with this chapter anyways. Thank you for reviewing.