So I'm back! And there's only five more days till Christmas!
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The air was brisk and cold, pushing it's way into the house as Sirius stumbled through the door. His pale face was tinged with pink from the brisk wind and snow covered his thick black eyelashes.
"Prongs mate. You have no idea how happy I am to be here." Sirius grunted as he shoved James aside and collapsed onto the couch.
"Well hello to you too."
"Where's Evans, and by Evans I mean my lovely godson."
"Lily's cleaning Harry up. He got into the flour while she was baking."
"That's my boy." Sirius said, a smile flickering onto his drawn face as he drifted off to sleep. James frowned slightly as he pulled out a quilt and gently tucked his friend in.
"Is he asleep already?" Lily asked, appearing in the doorway bouncing Harry on her hip.
"Yeah, something happened but he passed out before he told me what."
A frown tugged at Lily's pink lips and her green eyes widened.
"Something happened? But it's Christmas James…"
"War doesn't stop for Christmas, and neither does Sirius for that matter."
A soft laugh escaped Lily and she nodded, but the worried look in her eyes didn't disappear.
"Well, you keep an eye on him James Potter. I'm going to finish up the final details on our first Christmas dinner as a family!"
She laughed again and handed Harry over to her husband before disappearing into the kitchen.
Sirius stirred and blearily opened one silver eye.
"Prongs…?"
"You're safe mate, you're fine." James reassured him from where he was playing with Harry on the carpet.
"Is that Prongslet?"
"Paddy!" Harry exclaimed, his tiny little fists reaching out for his godfather. Sirius smiled and swept Harry up onto his chest, blowing kissed all over the baby's face.
"Oh how I missed you Harry!"
"Oi, what about me?"
Sirius rolled his eyes, "you're daddy's an idiot Harry, isn't he?" Harry made a gruggling noise and smiled brightly.
"Traitor." James laughed watching the two of them. Sirius was a natural with babies, and children in general. Which James had always found funny because his best friend was probably the least fit father in the world, but Harry loved him. And Sirius loved Harry.
After a few minutes of silence James opened his mouth, "so what's going on out there…? What happened today Pads?"
Harry, almost sensing the change in the mood quieted down and hugged Sirius' arm tightly.
Sirius shook his head and wrapped an arm protectively around his godson.
"Nothing good Prongs."
"You have to tell me something mate! I've been trapped in this bloody house for ages, I have no idea what's happening in the real world!"
"Fine. Fine, you want to know what's happening. This is what's bloody happening. Marlene's dead. The Prewett brother's are dead. Benjy's dead. Do you know what I did this morning? My fucking Christmas morning?! I spent it murdering Death Eaters! Igor, Evan, Julian, all dead now. Because of me."
"They were Death Eaters Sirius. It's part of the job..."
Sirius closed his eyes tightly and held Harry tighter.
"I know it's part of the job! But...we're children James. We're bloody children, pretending to be adults. Except we're not adults and we don't know how to be because we're fucking children! I'm nineteen Prongs! Nineteen and I spent my Christmas murdering people and cleaning up their bodies! This isn't how things are supposed to be!"
James nodded slowly, his hazel eyes glistening with unshed tears. Because he knew it too, this wasn't how their lives where supposed to turn out. Not even close.
"I'm sorry Padfoot. I'm so sorry…"
"Yeah…me too Prongs. Merry Christmas mate."
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