Just to clear something up… Sirius is not pregnant… I don't believe in Mpreg, so there is no way he could be pregnant…
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Chrys
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Once Harry banished all the wrapping paper, and the three put their presents in the respective places, Hermione's ring on her finger. Sirius and Harry both had their vests on, although Sirius refused to put the collar or the boxers on with it, no matter how much his lovers told him they would look good on him. The mirrors had been put on the table, figuring they wouldn't need them as they were all going to be together at the Burrow. Next to them lay the books as well as the Photo album. They flooed over to the burrow to be engulfed in a very happy Weasley Christmas.
"Oi, 'Mione" Said George before practically bounding to her and wrapping her in a hug, swinging her around before placing her back on her feet, "Happy Christmas."
Hermione giggled, "All that for a 'Happy Christmas,' can't wait to see your response on my birthday."
George snickered, "Can't do that in front of the boyfriends Hermione, they might get jealous."
She laughed again and gave him a peck on the cheek, "Happy Christmas George."
He let her go, watching her walk towards the back door of the house and clapped Harry and Sirius on the back, "Happy Christmas."
Both men smiled, "Happy Christmas George," Harry said, elbowing him in the side for being a little too friendly with Hermione.
George just gave a shrug and ran off, not wanting to feel any jabs by Sirius.
"He sure looks happier." Sirius muttered to Harry, watching the redhead run off.
"I have a feeling it has something to do with that girl that runs Hermione's shop on Wednesdays…"
"Short little brown haired thing? Mindy, or Mandi… or something like that." Sirius said racking his brain for the girl he had only seen half a dozen times.
"Mandi, and yeah, I've seen her in George's shop a lot lately, usually right before she does her hour shift when we all go out to lunch. They've been pretty cozy…"
"Glad something, or should I say 'someone' is making him happy." Sirius said this sending a smirk at Harry who just shook his head.
They found their way to the dining room table, taking seats across from Tonks, Remus and Teddy, who had showed up just a few minutes before them.
"Moony, you don't look so good, you alright mate?"
Remus rubbed a hand over his face, "I think so… Dora and I got really sick this morning… must have been something we ate last night."
"Did you guys go for Chinese last night too?" Sirius asked.
"Nope… we had fish and chips out at the park near our house." Tonks answered, bouncing Teddy up and down on her knee.
Harry motioned for Teddy, and Tonks gave him a small smile as she handed over her son. Harry grinned and kissed the rosy cheeked boy on the nose before bouncing him up and down. " Uncle 'arry!!" the boy squealed grinning up at Harry.
"Why do you ask about Chinese?" Remus said, looking at Sirius with a confused expression on his face.
"We had Chinese last night, and I got really sick this morning too," he answered, wondering if there was some connection.
Tonks shrugged, "Must be a bug going around then."
Sirius nodded, and let it go, looking over and ticking Teddy, "Uncle Siri" the boy cried and made like he wanted to be picked up by Sirius. Harry handed the boy over and let Sirius give the young Marauder his present.
The boy, who's hair was a bright blue, and his face resembled a young Remus, pulled out a shimmery shirt, that changed colors and had the word "PUP" written on the front.
Teddy hugged it close to him and grinned, kissing his palm and placing it on Sirius' cheek. Then he turned back to Harry; his eyes changing from the gold they usually were to the bright green of Harry's. "Present?"
Harry laughed, and narrowed his eyes, making him look like he was thinking really hard, before he handed the boy a present wrapped in blue paper that matched his hair. Teddy made a show of putting the shirt down on the table before taking Harry's present in hand and pulling off the paper. Inside was a black blanket, that had stars all over the top of it, and on the bottom had a forest, with likenesses of Moony, Padfoot and Prongs running around.
Harry was sure that Teddy didn't know the significance of the animals at the bottom, but one-day he would, and the blanket would always be big enough for him, no matter how tall he got. Harry and the others watched as he brought the bottom of the blanket closer to his face. The animals stopped and looked up at him, both the wolf and the dog cocking their heads in question. They were all equally shocked when Teddy pointed to the wolf and said, "Daddy."
Sirius pulled the boy closer, "That doesn't look like your daddy."
The boy shook his head and pointed to the wolf again, "Daddy!"
Harry leaned over, and pointed to the shaggy dog, which had crouched down with its butt in the air and was wagging its tail, "Who's that?"
Teddy scrunched up his eyes, like Harry had before and looked at the dog, when he looked back up he hand a semi confused look on his face, "Uncle Siri?" he asked, clearly not wanting to say something wrong.
Harry pointed at the Stag, wondering what the boy would say. Maybe Teddy had seen Remus or Sirius transform, but he wouldn't have any idea who Prongs was. "And who is that Teddy… do you know him?"
Teddy instantly pointed at Harry, "YOU!" and dissolved into giggles.
Harry looked over at Remus and Tonks, but both shrugged their shoulders.
Harry didn't know what to say. Everyone knew he looked just like his dad… but Teddy had never seen his dad… or the Stag his father could turn in to. Harry figured that there was something he was missing from the equation, and he probably wasn't going to figure it out sitting at the table in the burrow. So instead he ruffled Teddy's blue hair and landed a big wet kiss right on his forehead, "You're my favorite." He said so that only Teddy could hear him, before leaning back in his chair, and relaxing.
Ron and Hermione came in from outside, laughing and talking. Hermione plopped down beside Sirius, giving Teddy a little wave, and Ron sat down opposite her, next to Remus.
Harry looked up at his red haired best friend and grinned, "How's the Quidditch Pool treating you."
Ron's face lit up and he dove into story after story of how awesome it was. Just as the third story, of how Ron had saved this goal that any other keeper "ever" would have missed, Molly called everyone to the table, passing out gifts and filling the table with food.
Everyone got their standard Weasley sweater, although none of them had letters on them this year… probably something to do with the lack of one with an "F." George got Hermione a beautiful necklace that had a silver unicorn on it. In return he got a beautiful cloak, red and orange trimming that said "WWW" in flaming letters across the back.
Once the rest of the presents had been passed out, and everyone had been thanked and hugged and kissed and what not, they dug in to the food. When Dinner was nearly over Hermione leaned over and kissed Sirius lightly on the lips before standing up. She moved over and kissed Harry as well before excusing herself to go to the bathroom.
The table grew quiet. Everyone knew that Sirius, Harry, and Hermione were together, but it was still kind of weird to see it directly in front of them. Not that they minded, it was just awkward. Ron, being the social pioneer that he was, broke the silence.
"You look happy…" he had a grin on his face, and a laugh in his voice.
Harry looked over at Sirius and grinned even more, "I am. I mean… it was hard at first, really hard. I was ready to settle down, the day I caught Ginny I was going to ask her to marry me. But I think now, after everything that has happened… I'm better off."
Molly and Authur gave him sad smiles, to which he shrugged. It was then that they heard a scream come from the living room.
Sirius, Harry, Ron and George jumped up and flew over the table and chairs, immediately recognizing Hermione's voice. The others followed quickly on their heals. Harry rounded the corner first and him and Sirius came to a dead halt when they saw Hermione standing in front of the fireplace, Ginny's arm wrapped around her neck and her wand pointed at her head.
"One move and I'll kill her. I swear any of you go for your wands and she is dead." Ginny was standing there, her face as red as her hair, obviously worn out from a skirmish with Hermione. Sirius noticed that Hermione's wand was not in her leg holster. His eyes moved up her body and caught hers. The sheer terror in her face making Sirius' knees nearly buckle.
Hermione was in a body bind; she couldn't move a thing besides her eyes. But her eyes were enough. The pleaded for them to save her, and yet they knew that no one could. When had Ginny gotten… evil? Hermione wondered just how far Ginny would go to get back at Harry. Would she kill her? Had Hermione survived a war just to be killed by her best friends little sister on Christmas?
"Ginny, please lower your wand. You don't want to do anything you'll regret." Harry said; attempting to infuse a calm auror type level to his voice… it only barely worked.
"See… that's where you're wrong. You're going to be the one regretting not me." Ginny pulled Hermione closer to the fireplace. At her movement Harry and Sirius both took steps forward, but froze when Ginny's wand dug into Hermione's throat a little more. Ginny's voice took on a Bellatrix like quality that had everyone in the room wondering if she was possessed. "uh uh uh… she's coming with me, and there is nothing you big bad aurors can do about it..."
With that she threw her self and Hermione into the fire, completely disappearing from the burrow.
Both Sirius and Harry ran to the fire, George and Ron directly behind them, but they were too late. Hermione and Ginny were gone.
Ron stood there in shock, Harry fell to his knees and Sirius was not far behind him. George's eyes were huge, he stared at the fireplace as if someone had killed his puppy, or more accurately, the same way he did when he saw Fred die. Everyone else watched the four men. No one said a word, not even when George finally blinked and apperated out of the house.
Sirius was shaking. He wasn't sure if it only had to do with Hermione's disappearance, but it felt similar to the feeling he had that morning before he threw up. This time he felt sick, but it wasn't just his stomach, his whole body shook, and he clung to Harry, holding on to his lover's arms as he tried to pull breath into his lungs.
Ron turned around, and looked at the people still standing in the doorway. Molly had one hand over her mouth, and the other holding tightly to her husband's hand. He watched Tonks go deathly pale and run to the nearest bathroom. Remus looked the same shade of white that Sirius and Tonks did, but instead of moving towards the bathroom he pushed his way towards Sirius, sinking to his knees and pulling both men into his arms. Ron could see the way Remus' hands shook as he tried to tell Harry and Sirius, that they would find her… she would be alright.
By now Sirius was gone… his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he passed out. The sound of Teddy wailing from the kitchen in the back ground.
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