Writer: Azure K Mello
Title: A Bond Never Dies
Part: 121 of ? or part 36 of Part Three
Words: 312
"Do you want a baby?" asked James.
"Ask me in four years," Suggested Sirius, "right now I just want some sleep before Harry wakes up and I have to go to work."
Nodding James said, "Alright, can I kiss you?"
"Jimmy, you can fuck me through the floor I just want to stop talking about this. We can do jumping jacks on the lawn if we don't have to talk about this."
"Why is this distressing you?" asked James.
Laughing Sirius said, "I thought you were dumping me. I thought you were saying you weren't happy."
"Why?"
"I thought you were asking all those questions because you weren't happy."
"Sigh, I'm sorry. It's just: we have four years to win a war, a deadline. I just wanted to be sure you were happy because if we lose-"
"Shut up. Kiss me, fuck me, cry, don't talk about losing. Please, we'll find a way. But don't say we'll lose."
"What are we going to do?"
"Take Harry to hear the actual prophesy. Write it down. He'll know we're working on it and we'll actually have something to go off of. We'll sit down with Remus and Severus, we'll think of something. Just get the actual prophesy and put it out of your mind. We won't solve it tonight." He turned off the light and pulled James into his arms, "Now we kiss, fuck, or cry in any order you like."
James kissed a line up his neck to his ear and said, "I don't want to fuck: I want to make love."
With a second laugh Sirius said, "Does that mean it can't be hard and dirty?"
"No," James shook his head. He smiled and Sirius could see it in the faint light of the streetlamp through the window, "It just means I get to whisper baby, and lovely, and beautiful a lot."