A week later, Sirius still hadn't brought himself to tell Harry to quit and Harry hadn't brought himself to tell Sirius he wanted to quit. They sat in bed, Sirius looking over something for work and Harry reading a magazine on pregnancy. Sirius looked over him with a smile on his lips.Both knew he would be bigger than with Crosby, but at six months gonehe looked about eight and knew it. He no longer slept in justunderclothes, but also in Sirius's biggestbaggiest T-shirt, which went downtoSirius knees and almost to Harry's swollen ankles.
Sirius shook his head and smiled at Harry's self-consciousness before turning back to the paper work. Suddenly there was gasp and Harry dropped themagazine to the floor. Sirius pushed the paperwork off his legs andwas leaning over his husband immediately.
"What wrong? Is it the babies? Are you ok?" He asked quickly and Harry just turned to him.
"They kicked." He said softly and Sirius's eyes widened.
"You're kidding!" He said and Harry shook his head. "They kicked! They kicked!" Sirius said loudly and excitedly. Harry laughed and didn't protest as Sirius lay him down and pulled up the shirt right up, putting his hand on his stomach. Sirius saw thenwhy he was shy about it. Besides a few stretch marks on the sides there was the large scar from the operation stretching across it and a line of skin going down from his belly button had gone darker.
He felt a push and almost went through the ceiling. Harry smiled and took his other hand, putting it further up by his ribs. It happened again at exactly the same time in both spots and he was smiling so widely that Harry thought his face was going to crack in half.
There was a yawn from the door. "How did you get out your crib Crosby?" Harry asked but Sirius was too busy picking Crosby up and bringing him to the bed to let him. Harry, too happy to scold him at the moment, let it go.
Sirius put him next to Harry and put one of the tiny hands on his mother's heavily swollen abdomen. He looked confused and the one of the babies must havekicked because he got a terrified look on his face and tried to pull itaway but Sirius held it there.
"It's not going to hurt you." He said gently.
"What is it mummy?" He asked and Harry smiled.
"It's your little brothers or sisters." He smiled and Crosby looked even more confused.
"Where?"
"Here." Sirius said and put his hand in the spot above Crosby's. "Inside Mummy."Crosby looked on at everything in awe.
"How?" He asked and Harry looked to Sirius, who had looked to him for the same thing: Advice on what to do next.
"Come on, let's get you back to bed, or you'll be all grumpy tomorrow." Harry said and moved both of their hands, pulling the shirt down again. He tried to get up by himself but couldn't do it and fell back onto the bed blushing heavily. Sirius laughed and picked Crosby up, sparing his husband of his embarassment.
Afterputting him back in his crib and finding the lose bar, securing it with a few simple charms, he walked back to the room and saw Harry was now comfortably under the blankets, his attempts to sleep in vain.
"One of the bars on the side came loose, he could easily squeeze through it." Sirius said and Harry gave a sleepy nod as his husband got back into bed. "Hey, why are you going to sleep?"
"Did you ever think it's because I'm tired?" Harry said in annoyance and Sirius threw the blankets off anyway, putting his hand back on the spot where it was before Crosby came in. Harry pushed it off and shook his head. "Uh uh, You have the next three months to feel them kick. Sleep now."
"Come on Har, I never got to feel it much last time, please?" He and Harry gave a sigh of displeasure. Sirius took this as a yes and pulled the shirt up once more, tracing his fingers along and feeling the babies move and kick athissimple touch.
"What's this?" He asked looking at the darker line of skin.
"Pigment line. The book's say it's normal. Should fade after they're born." Sirius nodded and went back to poking Harry's side.
"Should I try talk to them?" He asked and Harry shrugged. "What must I say?"
"How should I know?" Harry said and Sirius took his hand away. "What?"
"You look so sexy right now." Harry blushed.
"Don't be stupid, I'm the size of a freaking house!"Sirius continued to stare at him like a lovesick puppy.
"Doesn't mean you're not sexy, just cause you're all swollen and can't sit up anhowever crude.ymore and thatstuff. It's the thought that it's my children in there. Like this weird sense of control over you. Me who made you like this.That you're only mine to turn you over and make you beg for more. Only mine forever." He said and started kissing the nape of Harry's neck. "I love you, I love you, I love you." It wasn't often Sirius gave a romantic speech, however crude and chauvinistic. He kept on repeating it until Harry finally gave in and let him have his way,He knew he would regret it in the morning when he had to spend all day waiting tables again...
Ok, once again I'm risking my ass to update, but I get off school on Thursday, so frequent updates are a yay! But anywho, thank you to everyone, really, I loved the feedback and was going to thank everyone and update tommorow, but MadamBlack is a selfish manipulative biatch who convinced me to update. I'll post thank yous in an edit tommorow maybe.
Just a psecialword to Velveteen Dragon, or something like that, Hi! Email me! It's rare to find another person from Africa on And by south africa, I mean I'm in the country. The one right at the bottom! Lol! Maybe we can chat on msn sometime. :D
Ok, I had better hurry my ass up. Thank you!
Next chapter: Problems arise when the rudecustomers return asking for Harry. But when a savior arises, could it cause problems for his relationship with Sirius and maybe some permanent damage to him and his marriage too?
