They just stared each other down for a few minutes until Harry heard a thump. He looked to see Crosby had plonked himself down on the floor yawning. He picked him up. "I'd better put him to bed, then we can talk." He said and went up the stairs. He came back a few minutes later and went back to glaring at Sirius.
"What the hell do you think you're doing getting him an animal without asking, then of all things, you choose a fucking cat?" Sirius spat.
"I didn't choose it, Crosby did." Harry replied coolly.
"Well you let him get it. What kind of parent are you?"
"I get it Sirius. This isn't even about the kneazles. You're blaming me because our son's a parseltounge."
"I suppose he gets the freakish ability from me then. Sorry, but last time I checked you were the one who spoke to snakes. And I d-. Hey, I'm not finished speaking yet" Sirius said as Harry walked up the stairs.
"Well I am, call me when you sort out your 'issues'." He said and disappeared. Sirius angrily went to the kitchen into the highest cupboard, pulling out a few bottles of firewhiskey. He prepared to do what he always did when he was angry or depressed: Drink himself unconscious and sort it out in the morning.
Harry heard a crash from downstairs, as he lay awake in bed. He frowned, pulled on a dressing gown, He picked up his wand and crept towards the sound. As he got closer he heard it coming from the kitchen. Sirius sat at the table, empty bottles littering it's surface and a few broken on the floor. Harry entered and Sirius looked up to him. His eyes were blood shot and he was clearly drunk.
"Harry," He slurred when he saw him.
"What are you doing? Come on, let's get you to bed." Harry said and took his arm, gently leading him up the stairs.
"Har, I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said, it's just…" He broke off as he stumbled.
"It's ok Sirius, now come on, tomorrow you're going to have a major hangover and the sooner you get to sleep the better." Harry said as he tucked him into bed.
"I don't deserve you," Sirius said sleepilybefore falling asleep.
The following morning, Sirius woke up, his head aching and his body stiff and sore. He groaned and covered his eyes with his hands.
"My head hurts," He moaned painfully.
"Alcohol will do that to you." He heard someone say and opened his eyes to see Harry holding a tray with a bottle on and a plate on it. Sirius groaned as the light hit his eyes again and Harry put the tray down next to him and pulled the drapes closed so it blocked out the morning sun.
Harry picked up the potion, uncorked the bottle and it fizzed as he held it out to Sirius's mouth.
"What is it?" He asked and Harry poured it into his mouth.
"Hangover potion." Sirius felt his headache fade slightly.
"Where'd you get that?" He asked when he got a breath and then accepted more of it.
"Made it myself." He stopped and choked, spitting some of it out.
"What? You don't know which of the ingredients are harmful to the babies, what if it hurts them?" He said throwing his hands into the air.
"It hasn't. I would know if it did. I don't feel different."
"Fine, but no more messing with potions unless you're sure they're safe." Harry looked away for Sirius at the bed.
"We need to talk."
"About what?" Sirius asked worriedly and dropped the toast he was about to take a bite of. He took Harry's hand and Harry stared at it.
"About what you said last night." Sirius raised Harry's chin with his other hand.
"You know I didn't mean it."
"Then why did you say it?"
"Well, it's just, you're close enough to Crosby as it is and now since he's also a parseltounge, I'm just getting push further and further away." He said and sadly and Harry thought for a minute.
"Sirius, I'm his mother, there'll be things I can do with him that you can't and just the same as you're his father, there will be things you can do with him that I can't."
"Like what?"
"Like take him for rides on your motorbike, teach him how to fly,"
"I thought you would want to do that."
"I would have, they say the earlier you teach them the better but I can't at the moment," Sirius's eyes dropped down to his stomach. "And I get the feeling that I'm going to be pretty busy afterwards anyway, even when I do finally get back into shape."
"But where do I start?" Sirius asked and almost instantly, there was a familiar cry. Harry smiled.
"Come on," He said, got up, and left the room with out waiting. Sirius scrambled up to keep up with him. It didn't take much as Harry was not walking very fast, the extra weight slowing him down already.
He opened the door and Sirius had to block his ears or he was scared he might go deaf. Harry instead, ignored this and went forward, picking Crosby up and putting him over his shoulder.
"Don't worry sweetheart, Mummy's here." He whispered to him as he rocked him slightly. Once he had stopped crying, Harry handed him to Sirius.
"What must I do?" He asked helplessly and Harry sighed. You would have never guessed that this was the man he has been left in the care of from the age of six months old.
"Well, first change his diaper, you know how to do that?" Sirius nodded. "Then dress him and take him downstairs for breakfast. He'll pretty much tell you what he wants do from there on. If you need me, I'll be in our room if you need anything."
"Why? Why can't you stay here? I can't do this alone!" He said panicking and Hanging onto Harry's robe.
"You'll be fine, and as much as you don't want to do it and,I'm sure Crosby wont appreciate it much either by the end of the day, You have to learn sometime or another because I'm not doing all the work on my own, especially when there's going to be three of them to take care of in a few months." Sirius sucked in his breath as Harry towards the door
"Three! For godsake, why three!" Sirius said looking up and raising one hand to the heavens. Harry turned back to him,any trace of smileor happinessgone from his face.
"Blame it on your dick. And god help you if this ever happens again I'll cut it off I swear."
Sirius tiredly dragged himself down the passageway. After finally getting Crosby to eat, more food was on the kitchen floor than anywhere else. Then he had been used as a trampoline and abused by a stuffed green elephant doll. And finally when he had mentioned the word nap, it had turned into a game of hide and seek. Some how one of the kneazle kittens Harry had bought had gotten involved and Sirius was sure the scars on his ankle would serve as a long lasting memory of the day.
It seemed to take him hours to get across a few meters of thick carpet to his and Harry's bedroom, but once he did his mood brightened considerably. Harry was sitting at his desk busy writing something. He paused to think for a moment and Sirius took the opportunity and snuck up behind him, wrapping his arms around his neck, looking over his shoulder and kissing his lover on the cheek.
He put the quill down and smiled. "Did you have fun?"
"I have to hand it to you Har, I don't know how you do it everyday, a few hours and I feel like collapsing." He said and Harry laughed slightly and shrugged.
"You get used to it, I'm fine with it cause I've been doing it since he was six months old, kicking my ribs and bladder out of shape." He said and Sirius laughed and helped him up.
"Well, that'll be happening again soon enough love," He said and kissed Harry, subtly slipping the robes off his shoulders so they slid down to the floor, leaving him in a pair of boxers. Sirius got down on his knees and put his hand on the bulge, running his thumb over it slowly. He started whispering softly to it and then planting two kisses on it, one for each baby.
Imagine his surprise when he felt something against his hand. He thought he'd imagined it at first but then when it happened again, pulled away and looked up at Harry's face.
"I think they're moving." He said quietly and Harry put his hand on Sirius's head, running his fingers through his hair.
"They've been doing that for the past day already, love." Sirius's mouth fell open in shock. "Sirius? Are you ok?"
"Why didn't you tell me?" He said and Harry shrugged.
"You've felt it once last time, I never thought it was a big deal to you." Sirius stood up and cupped Harry's face in his hands.
"It doesn't matter how many times I've felt it love, it still matters. Promise me, until they're born, everytime you feel anything, anything at all, different, you'll tell me." Harry nodded and Sirius hugged him. "I want to be there for every little thing." Harry felt tears well up in his eyes and wiped them away but not soon enough as Sirius laughed at his antics. "I really, really, really don't deserve you…"
The following morning as Harry stood making breakfast, Crosby ran into the room giggling, Sirius walking in behind him grinning. He picked up one of his toys off the floor and ran out again.
"I've been teaching him how pick up girls." He said answering Harry's unasked question. Harry raised an eyebrow at him.
"Are you sure that's such a good idea?" Sirius shrugged.
"Course, why not? I did the same to you."
"Yeah, well I also seem to remember you taking me over that verytable last night. Various times."
"Well, you didn't seem to mind then. And I'm sure you won't mind if I had to do it again sometime, like, now?"
"Then I'm sure you're right." Harry replied and Sirius picked him up and put him down on the table and climbed on top of him, forcing him to lie back as Sirius crushed his lips against his. He broke away and hurriedly started opening Harry's pajamas, fumbling with each button. They heard the door slam and footsteps. Both looked up to the archway of the kitchen.
"Hey Harry, you weren't answering and the door was open so I c-" She stopped at the site of her older friend lying half naked on the table, an older man she had never seen before on top of him.
"Toni," Harry said breathless, sitting up slowly. "This is Sirius, My fiancé. Sirius, this is Toni, Mrs. Tout's daughter."
"Umm, nice to meet you, I'm going to go now. Bye" She said and rushed off. They just stared off in different directions in silence for a minute till Sirius pressed Harry back down, kissing his neck passionately.
"Finally, and I thought she'd never leave." He said, making Harry laugh.
I was going to wait before updating, but JKR's site says 5 June us Draco's birthday so I'm celebrating. Some people complained about my last chapter, Lily and James didnt say much because they were in shock, but don't worry, Harry's problems with them finding him are far from over...
Anyway, review please.
17 more days till I'm fourteen.
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