I own nothing! All belongs to J.K. Rowling.

AN: This story takes place when Harry is about nine. In my personal canon, Sirius suffers from chronic headaches as a result of things he suffered during his less than stellar childhood. Also, Harry doesn't know Remus is a werewolf but he does know that during the full moon, Remus doesn't feel well.

AN 2: Dedicated to the true dads of the world. Any boy can be a father, it takes a man to be a dad.

Andromeda Tonks was surprised to see her nephew in all but blood standing in the fireplace. "Harry? What're you doing here? Does Sirius know you're here? What about Remus?"

Harry bit his lip and shook his head, "Sirius has a headache and the full moon is tonight. Aunt Andromeda, I need your help with something."

Andromeda nodded and gestured to her kitchen table, "Sit down, Harry. What's on your mind?"

Harry sighed, "I want to get Sirius something for Father's Day, but I don't know where to start."

Andromeda looked at the little boy for a long moment before speaking, "Harry, Sirius isn't your father, you do know that?" Sirius had told her that he and Remus had shown Harry pictures of his parents and taken him to Godric's Hollow to see the graves.

Harry bit his lip, "I know, but I consider him my dad and I want to get him a present."

Andromeda looked at her adopted nephew with a sad smile, she and Remus had both tried to get Sirius to let Harry call him 'Dad', pointing out that for all intents and purposes, he was Harry's father, but Sirius had refused. He kept saying that it would be disrespectful to James to let Harry call him dad and nothing they could say would change his mind.

"Okay, Harry, I tell you what, we'll go to Diagon Alley this weekend and find something for Sirius. The moon will have waned by then and Remus can join us.

Harry nodded happily and headed home, excited to get to go out with Andromeda and Remus.

******Father's Day******

Sirius came downstairs, ready to fix breakfast when he saw the card on the table. Picking it up his eyes widened as he read the words:

'The best Dad in the world.

Happy Father's Day

Love, Harry.'

With a trembling hand, Sirius picked up the items that had fallen out and found two tickets to the Puddlemere United game and not cheap seats either.

He stared at the card and envelope with mixed feelings. He loved Harry like a son but had always resisted letting Harry think of him as his father. James was Harry's father and James and Lily would be raising Harry if Sirius hadn't talked them into trusting Peter.

A whoosh in the fireplace alerted him to Remus' arrival.

"Good morning," Remus said cheerfully, anticipating Sirius' happiness at the tickets and was shocked by the saddened look on his friend's face. "What's wrong?"

Sirius looked at him for a long moment before gesturing to the card and tickets, "You knew about this?"

Remus nodded, "It was Harry's idea, Ted knows Ludo Bagman and Ludo got the tickets." He sat down across from Sirius. "What's on your mind, Sirius?"

Sirius looked at the card and tickets, "I can't accept these, Remus. It's not right, I'm not Harry's father, James was."

Remus sighed, he and Andromeda both thought that the reason Sirius wouldn't let Harry call him 'Dad' was because he didn't want to somehow diminish James. Remus and Andromeda also both thought he was being ridiculous. Harry had known that Sirius wasn't his father before the trip to Godric's Hollow but his desire to get Sirius something for Father's Day showed that Harry considered Sirius his dad.

"Sirius, Harry knows about James, he's known for a long time, but getting you something for Father's Day was his idea which tells me that even knowing who his father was, he still considers you his dad, there's a difference." Seeing Sirius' expression, he continued,

"James will always be Harry's father and you've made sure that he'll always have a place in Harry's heart, but you've loved Harry and raised him and done all the things that James would've done if he'd lived, that makes you his dad. I can't believe that James would hate you for giving Harry the kind of loving home he and Lily wanted to give him and for being the parent he wanted to be." He squeezed Sirius' shoulder, "Take the tickets, Sirius and have fun. You deserve it."

Harry approached the kitchen nervously, he was a little worried about how Sirius would react to his gift.

As he entered the kitchen, he found Sirius cooking breakfast. The card and tickets laying next to Sirius coffee mug.

"Morning!" Sirius said, looking up from the stove, "Breakfast is ready."

Harry nodded and sat down at the table, his eyes still on the card. Had Sirius read the card? Was he mad?

Sirius sat down and began eating his breakfast, he didn't mention the card until he'd finished.

"Well, we'd better get these dishes washed so we can get to Dorset," Sirius finally said, holding up the tickets.

Harry felt his heart lighten, glad that Sirius wasn't mad about the card. Remus had explained to him that his father and Sirius had been the best of friends in school and that that was the reason Sirius had resisted letting Harry call him anything but Sirius, but to Harry, Sirius was his dad. Sirius did all the things with him that Uncle Ted did with Dora, so to Harry's way of thinking, that made Sirius his dad.

As they washed the dishes, Sirius cleared his throat, "Harry, I'm flattered that you got me something for Father's Day, but I want to be clear that I'm not your blood father. Your father was my best friend."

Harry nodded, "I know, Remus told me, but you do all the things with me that Uncle Ted does with Dora, so you're my dad, Uncle Ted said that that made all the difference."

Sirius stared at the young boy for a long moment before sighing, "Okay, do you want to call me 'Dad'?"

Harry thought about it for a long moment, "I don't know. I've called you 'Sirius' my whole life, I don't think I want to change that right now. Is it okay if I just think of you as my dad for now?"

Sirius nodded, tears in his eyes, "That's fine." He quickly wiped at his eyes and smiled, "C'mon, let's get these dishes washed so we can get to the game."

******Puddlemere United Quidditch Stadium******

Harry had been to a few Quidditch games in his life, but they were always exciting. People milling around, buying souvenirs and just a general air of excitement. There were a lot of families there, tickets to the game obviously being a popular Father's Day choice. Harry and Sirius went up to their seats clutching their souvenirs.

The game was as exciting as ever, though now he had seen them in person, Harry could see why The Chudley Cannons were such a joke. Puddlemere could've played a minor league team and gotten more fight than the Cannons. The match wasn't even close 350 to 20. As they were leaving the stadium, Harry saw a red-headed boy about his age in a Cannons shirt walking dejectedly out of the stadium with his father.

"That's Arthur Weasley, head of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts office," Sirius said, "That must be his youngest boy, Ron, since the other five are still at Hogwarts." He waved to Arthur before leading Harry to the Apparition point.

As he laid in bed that bed that night, Sirius had a dream that he would never tell anyone about for the rest of his life.

He was standing in the living room of his home when his best friend appeared in front of him, looking exactly the same as he had the last time Sirius had seen him alive.

"Sirius Orion Black, you are such a git," James said, running a hand through his already mess hair.

Sirius frowned, "What're you talking about, James Charlus Potter?"

"How could you ever think I'd hate you for being Harry's dad? That's what Lily and I wanted when we made you godfather. We wanted to be sure that if something were to happen to us, Harry would be given to someone who would love him and give him a good home."

Sirius sighed, "I just-you were my best friend James, and I don't want to replace you in Harry's mind."

James sighed and put an arm around Sirius, just like he used to, "Padfoot, I hate to say this, but the fact that Harry was a year old when I died means that you'll always come first in his mind when he thinks of his dad, but that's okay, because you and Moony have made sure that he knows who Lily and I were and we're so thankful for that, that's why we wanted you to be godfather because you would make sure Harry knows who we were." He moved so that they were looking each other in the eye and took Sirius' face in his hands,

"Sirius, you're the brother I never had, you know that. I'm the brother you never had, I know that. I'm telling you on my honor as your brother and as a Marauder that I'm glad that you're raising Harry so well and that he's happy. You're raising him to be the kind of person Lily and I wanted him to be and I'm glad he considers you his dad."

Sirius woke with a start and looked around, he was still in his bed and alone, but strangely, he felt much better than he had since Halloween 1981 when he'd found himself the sole guardian of a little boy who'd somehow survived the Killing Curse.

The End for now.

AN: I'm thinking about re-doing book chapters to fit into this verse, though several books will be totally altered(PoA, possibly GoF and even OotP) anyone want to read that?