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AN: Harry is about three in this story. Sorry it's so depressing.
"Remus?" At the sound of the young voice, Remus looked up to see Harry standing in the doorway of the library, bear in hand.
"Harry! What're you doing up?" He opened his arms and the little boy immediately toddled over and climbed into his lap.
"I had that dream again and Sirius isn't home yet."
Remus smiled and ran a hand over Harry's untidy hair. Harry had been plagued by nightmares of the night his parents died for years. They happened less frequently than before and Harry didn't know what they meant, but it always caused him to wake up and often be too scared to go back to sleep.
Sirius usually helped Harry with his nightmares, but there was a big case this week involving strange disappearances in Yorkshire and anytime there were strange disappearances, people became jumpy so it was imperative to solve the case before genuine panic set in.
He picked Harry up and carried him to the rocking chair in the area of the library reserved for Dora's lessons, though Remus knew that soon Dora would be heading off to Hogwarts and it would be just him and Harry.
"Remus, can I ask you a question?"
Remus smiled, Harry was at the age where most children asked constant questions, but Harry seldom did and when he did, it was a very good one. "You can always ask me questions, Harry. What's on your mind?"
The little boy bit his lip, "Why don't I have a godmother?" At Remus' surprised and confused look, he continued. "Dora has a mommy and daddy. My parents are in heaven and Sirius is my godfather, but why don't I have a godmother?"
Remus understood Harry's question because it was one he often wondered himself. He and Sirius were twenty-five now and though raising Harry had definitely settled Sirius down, he'd shown no interest in dating. It bothered Remus because he could see that Sirius would be a great father. Maybe it was watching James' family or James with Harry or maybe Sirius had the instinctive knack for it, but whatever it was, Sirius had turned out to be an excellent father for Harry. It would be a shame for him not to have children of his own to raise.
He wasn't the only one who thought so, Andromeda had been trying to get him to go out and date, but so far, no luck.
Deep down, Remus thought he knew the answer. Despite Sirius' best efforts, James, himself and Lily had known that he was dating Marlene McKinnon and after she was murdered along with her family, Sirius had changed and Remus believed that Sirius had been in love with Marlene and losing her and then Lily and James had been more than he could take.
"I don't know, Harry. It's hard to explain, but right now, Sirius seems happy with things the way they are right now, but one day, he'll get you a godmother."
That seemed to placate Harry. Remus read him 'Good Night, Moon' and rocked him back to sleep.
He'd talk to Sirius when the other man got home, but he knew that Sirius, for all his mischievousness, was an honest person and wouldn't give anything but 100% of himself to a woman and because he'd lost Marlene and the dream of a family and giving his children the loving home he'd been denied, that would never happen.
The End For Now