Pop! There was a sudden flare of light and Sirius sat bolt upright in bed, grasping blindly around for his wand.

"Show yourself! Whoever you are, I…" but Sirius was too preoccupied with finding his wand and defending his life to continue threatening the intruder, "Damn it! Accio wand! Accio wand!"

"Padfoot, it's me!" James gasped.

"Prongs?" Sirius exclaimed, "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?! It's… it's…" Sirius felt around for his alarm clock, "Well, it's got to be about 2:00 A.M.!"

"It's 4:00."

"4:00 A.M. then! Are you mad? What in the-"

"It's Lily."

"Lily?" Sirius gasped, suddenly alert, "What is it? What's happened?"

"The baby. It's coming," James said.

"Oh… Oh! Well, then… Hold on, let me… Damn it! Where is my wand?!"

"Lumos!" James muttered, at last piercing the dark of Sirius's room.

"Thanks," Sirius said, retrieving his wand from under his dresser. "Do you know how much you freaked me out just then? You nearly killed me! I thought my heart had stopped!"

"Sorry," James said distractedly.

"Oh, look, you'd better leave, is she at St. Mungo's?" Sirius asked, remembering the present circumstance.

"No, it's alright, the healers say nothing will happen for at least another couple hours. Lily told me I could go. I'm sorry I woke you. You'd better get back to sleep. I just wanted to… I don't know, I had to tell someone," James said apologetically.

"No, no… Do you think I could go back to sleep now? I'm coming with you! Let me get my robes on and then I'll-"

"Really, it's alright, it'll be ages before the baby is born."

"Do you think I'm going to miss the birth of Prongs Jr.? No, I am not. I'll sit on the hard, plastic, waiting room chairs for months if I have to."

"Alright. If you want to," James said resignedly.

Sirius shrugged, "I'm going to be there for you when your first child is born."

At last Sirius had struggled into a plain set of black robes and a cloak that had been lying on the floor. "I'm ready. Let's go." James nodded and they simultaneously disappeared.

"Sirius Black?" a young healer called, consulting a clipboard, "Is there a Mr. Sirius Black here?"

"Tha's you, innit?" asked the wizard Sirius had been playing poker with earlier, elbowing a snoring Sirius sharply in the ribs.

"What?" Sirius gasped, jolted awake. The wizard gestured at the healer who'd been calling him. "Oh… Oh, right! Thanks!" he exclaimed leaping to his feet.

"I 'spect it's the kid you was talkin' 'bout earlier," the wizard wheezed.

"Yeah! Yeah, it probably is!" Sirius dashed down the hall after the clipboard bearing witch.

"Just through here, Mr. Black," she said, leading him down a hall and pointing to a door.

"Thank you!" he exclaimed. Normally he'd have said something else, gotten her number or something, but just now he was too excited. "James?" Sirius gasped, "Prongs?"

"Shhh," James said. He was sitting in a chair by the bed, watching Lily and the tiny pink thing in her arms adoringly.

"Is that it?" Sirius asked, eyeing the small, gurgling, ball who both Lily and James seemed to be worshipping.

"This," James said proudly, "is my son, Harry."

"Hairy?" Sirius exclaimed, coming forward to inspect it. It had a light fuzz of unruly black hair and its tiny face was round and small and… pink. It didn't seem very hairy too him.

Suddenly it began to cry, wailing its little head off. James and Lily both looked on lovingly, comforting it. When it stopped crying, Lily laughed in an exhausted sort of way, gently touching its tiny head. "Here, let me hold him," James said, taking the… baby.

Lily settled back against her pillows, sighing, "He's beautiful, isn't he?" she breathed.

"Depends on your definition of beautiful," Sirius said, quietly enough so that Lily couldn't hear.

Wandering over to where James sat, Sirius peered over his shoulder. "Let me see, James."

Reluctantly James looked up from the whimpering pile of blankets. "Sirius?"

Sirius bent over the child, looking at it closely. It made another odd little noise and closed its eyes, apparently napping. "What do you think?" James asked.

"Er… It's… uh, it's…"

"He," Lily said from the bed.

"What?" Sirius asked, surprised.

"It's a he, Sirius, a boy. His name is Harry."

"Oh… Oh, yeah, he. He's… He's great!" Sirius said half-heartedly.

James smiled, looking relieved. "If it's alright with you, we've decided to appoint you as his godfather," James surveyed Sirius hopefully.

"Godfather?! I-" Lily flashed James an 'I-told-you-so' look, but then the tiny baby let out a tiny gurgle and opened his blue-ish green eyes. His tiny arms flailed and he let out what was unmistakably a giggle. He stared up at Sirius, intrigued. Sirius watched the baby's face. On impulse, he suddenly changed into a huge black dog, nuzzling the newborn with his great, wet, nose. Harry's face broke into a wide smile. He kicked his little feet appreciatively.

"Hullo Harry!" Sirius cooed, changing back into a human, "Sure! I'll be his godfather!" Lily rolled her eyes, but James looked thrilled. The baby started to cry again. Lily and James bent over him, Sirius backed toward the door. No matter how much his godson laughed at his animagi form, Sirius still was not very fond of his screeching cries.

"Hey, can I go tell Remus?" Sirius asked. James nodded slightly, but otherwise the couple made no other sign that they even knew Sirius existed. Satisfied that they'd be alright on their own for a while, Sirius left.

A/N: Yay! It's Harry! I hope you liked it. Thanks for reading!