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TWO: The Grandad, the Godfather, and the Werewolf

Remus Lupin strolled down the corridor, turning to the right towards the birthing unit. A small smile spread across his face as he remembered the last time he had last visited the birthing unit of St.Mungo's. His memory was as clear as it had been the day it happened. Harry's birth on the 31st July. Now twenty-four years later, he was back, waiting for Harry's child to be born.

He had received a hastily scribbled note from Sirius saying: Hospital, NOW! Ginny was a few days overdue, so he had been expecting it. Quickly apparating outside the hospital he stepped inside, hurrying up the stairs till he came to the relevant ward and jogged lightly down the aisles peering at the beds searching for his friends.

He couldn't find them anywhere, so he backtracked through the ward and carried on up the corridor till he came to a sign reading PRIVATE ROOMS. Grasping the door handle he hauled it open and stepped inside. The corridor was aligned with doors. Some were open without any occupants, the rest were closed. Scanning ahead he saw James and Sirius sitting on chairs, their hands hanging at their sides, looking equally bored.

"Is the little Potter here?" he asked.

James jumped. "Moony! You're here!"

He shrugged. "I only just got the message!"

Sirius grinned. "In the haste of things I forget to tell you. James was frantic."

"And why would Prongs be frantic? It's not even his child."

"Wrong," answered James. "It is my child. Harry is my child and he's now a father and the thing that freaks me out is that I'm only thirty-one! I'm a grandfather at my age!"

Both Remus and Sirius laughed.

"At least you're not forty-four!" Sirius replied.

"Still, my parents were in their late fifties when I was born! They weren't grandparents till their late seventies, so in a way I feel old because of that. I'm a grandfather at my age!"

"It's happened before Prongs."

"I know….I just didn't expect for it to happen so soon. Would've preferred your ages then thirty-one."

"Shouldn't have died then." Sirius commented.

James whacked him.

"Ow."

"I couldn't help dying. Not my fault."

"Shouldn't have wound Voldemort up so much that he would go on a killing spree of all Potters in an existence." Sirius continued, jumping out of his chair to avoid his friend's hand again.

"Padfoot!" barked Remus.

"He hurt Lily!" defended James.

Shaking his head, Sirius burst into laughter. "You know mate, you are hopeless!"

James shut his mouth.

Just as he was about to shout a retort the door beside him opened and Harry came out. "You're all here. Good. Come in and meet my son, Regulus Potter."

"Regulus?" Sirius asked.

Harry nodded. "In memory of your brother who helped with one of the Horcruxes . Without that, I probably wouldn't have defeated Voldemort. I wanted to honour him. And my first born will have that honour."

Silence fell and Harry stepped aside, letting the three into the room. He closed the door and followed.

James swallowed as he peered down into the arms of Ginny. Laying, wrapped in blankets was a small child, little black hairs poking up. He grinned. "I swear this child is going to be an exact copy of you."

Harry shook his head. "He won't be."

"And why is that?" James asked.

"Because he'll have his mother's eyes of course." Remus put in.

"You're going by the theory that I had my mother's eyes and that Harry had Lily's eyes?"

Remus nodded. "Quite obvious really."

"Unless you marry someone who is so bizarre that the Potter likeness will be lost forever…" Remus continued, "It's entirely possible for this to keep on happening for hundreds of years!"

"Oh great. I'll blame my grandfather then. He didn't even look like the rest of his family. Apparently his parents were light and then he had black, messy hair." James shrugged. "He started a trend."

"It is quite possible, Prongs, that years ago someone in the Potter line had those looks and then birthed someone quite different from themselves. Then that line continued until your dominant black-haired genes decided to start again. No idea how it works. Something Muggles study in school, but it is all to do with genes. Unfortunately, you, Harry and little Regulus seem to have inherited it one after the other."

"This is when Lily comes in useful." Sirius muttered.

"Or Hermione." Harry added.

"Good point."

"Are you three going to stop talking about the Potter genes or not?" Ginny spoke up. "You came in here with one purpose and that was to see our son. If you're not here for that reason then you are requested to leave."

"Yeah, I'll shut up now." Remus replied, grinning.

"Do you want to hold him?" Harry asked.

"If you think I can handle it," James said.

"If you can handle me as a baby, I'm sure you can handle your grandson."

James grinned. Carefully Harry picked up the baby from his mother's arms and slowly walked to James. Slowly, so not to disturb the baby from his peaceful slumber, Harry laid the child in his father's arms, resting the head on the crux of the arm. James peered down at the baby, a warm feeling filling his heart. "He really does look like you."

"Potter genes." Remarked Harry.

"So this is my Grandson? He is so beautiful. I love him so much," he looked up at Harry. "I promised this at the moment of your birth so I'll say it again. I will be here with you forever. I won't let anything happen to you, not your family, not if I can help it."

"Thanks dad."

James turned to pass the baby to Sirius, who was equally stunned when the baby was placed securely in his arms. A look of joy crossed his face. All he did was stare, not saying a word for fear of waking the baby. Then he passed the child to Remus who kissed the baby gently on the forehead before handing him back to his mother.

"We'd better go." James said, running a hand through his hair.

"Thanks for coming. I know I was a pain this morning, but you know, nerves."

James chuckled. "That's alright. I understand. I was the same with you."

Giving his son a warm hug, James exited the room with Sirius and Remus in tow, leaving the new family together.

TBC

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