Sorry sorry, got caught up writing the next gen fic…

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This is short, but I thought it was perfect this way.

Chapter Twelve

His Whole World

"Haweeee mad." He said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Why are you mad?" she asked, bemused at the little boy's attitude.

"Mad, me mad. Unca Siwi wee'ed on Hawweee! Wee'ed on Hawweeee" he exclaimed vehemently, holding his arms up in the air.

Remus burst into unrestrained laughter, Melanie's mouth dropped open and she turned to look at Sirius who was wearing a face of shocked embarrassment.

"In my defense." He stuttered. "It was his fault entirely."

"I don't think I want to know." Melanie said, looking between Sirius and Harry, then at Remus who was laughing.

"You so do." Remus wheezed.

"You really, really don't." Sirius affirmed. "Come on Harry, let's go." He said pointing to the door.

Remus bent and lifted him into his arms. "Leave him here. You two go, I will keep him." He said bouncing him on his hip.

"But- he was supposed to go." Sirius protested.

"Sirius, you haven't left him but once in the entire time he has been here. And that was to run out for Christmas for two hours. Go, have fun. Be a twenty two year old for a bit. I can handle him. Just wait and see, we get along great. Besides, do you really want to spend the entire day with your side all wet? What if there are no bathrooms around."

"But-I- Lily and James…"

"Did not expect you to spend every waking moment with Harry, even if you are his Godfather. You know, James and Lily went out too, we both babysat from time to time. It will be fine. Go, go to London. Visit people you know. Get out of France and back where you can understand what people are saying for a bit. We will be fine. Won't we cub?"

Harry had his arms crossed and was glaring at Sirius. "Haawwweee mad."

"See he doesn't want you anyways." Remus said with a smile.

"Oh that makes me feel so much better about the situation." Sirius scowled.

"Come on Sirius, it will be fun. You will see." Melanie said, pulling him towards the door. "We can plan a whole different type of play date." She smiled.

"Well, in that case." He muttered, waving to Harry and Remus and following her out.

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He and Melanie had chosen to go to muggle London, they went go karting that afternoon, something Sirius had never done, but Mel, growing up as a muggle, had spent her childhood doing. They had a blast. He couldn't remember laughing, at something that was not Harry, that hard in a long time. They had followed it with stopping to see a picture at the cinema and then, after stopping to buy a proper outfit and going back to Remus' flat to change, they went out to a fancy dinner.

"This feels weird." Sirius said, fidgeting in his seat and messing with the place setting in front of him.

"What feels weird? Being on a date with me again? Or, being without Harry?"

Sirius laughed briefly. "A bit of both. But, I actually meant being without Harry. I have barely slept without the little bugger since picking him up from Surry. I am not used to not hearing my name yelled at seemingly random intervals."

"Well, we could remedy that." She said with a smile. Sirius choked on his drink.

"Could we now?" he asked, wiping the soft drink from his shirt.

"I think it could be arranged, after all, I am not your case worker anymore, not after last week. And I think we should celebrate. It has been a long six months."

"And that is your idea of a celebration?" he said in disbelief. They had actually spent a good deal of time together over the last six months, but always with Remus or Harry, this specific situation had never come up. Well at least not outside of his head.

"I think it would be a perfect celebration. I think the old Sirius would agree."

"I can promise you that he would." He chuckled. "What about Harry though?"

"I think his uncle Remus can handle him alright. In fact, I doubt that he expected you home tonight."

"I don't know…" she could see the worry on his face.

"Look, if it would make you feel better, floo him from my flat. Check on the baby, tell him what is going on, and then, we can go from there. I can't believe I am having to convince Sirius Black to stay the night with me." She grumbled playfully.

"You and me both." He said, honestly surprised at the turn his once carefree life had taken.

They finished their dinner, where a significant amount of flirting had passed back and forth across the table. After throwing his dinner jacket on the sofa he made the firecall to Remus. It took several minutes for him to answer.

"Hey Remmy." Sirius said happily as a tousle haired Remus poked his head in the fire.

"Hey. I am taking it you are at Mel's?" he said. Sirius noted a bit of tension in his voice.

"Yeah, she wanted me to stay, but, well you look a bit harassed. Is the pip squeak alright?" he asked nervously. He didn't miss Remus biting the inside of his cheek as he decided on an answer.

"Yeah, he is fine. I have him in bed. Just go and have fun." He replied.

"You don't look like everything is fine. I can come home. It really isn't a problem. I never expected to stay away all night. It came as quite the surprise."

"Sirius, stay. Have fun. Harry and I will be here in the morning, come rain or shine. We will make it, I promise."

"I don't know. I will just come home."

"You aren't coming home. He is fine." Remus argued. However, before he could form another reply a wail came from somewhere behind him. A frantic, panicked screaming. Remus turned, wincing.

"You are such a liar. He is not alright!" Sirius said.

"So there is no chance that you didn't hear that?" Remus said woefully.

"Of course I heard that. It is my job to hear that." Sirius said, irritated. "He isn't alright, is he?"

"Well, no, but you haven't ever really left him. He just kind of had a melt down when you didn't come home before dinner. He will be alright, I promise. He can't think you are going to stay by his side all of the time."

"Like hell he can't. I will be home in a minute. Let me tell her bye. Just, I don't know, give him chocolate. That usually works for a few minutes at least."

"Yes, about that… We are out of biscuits." Remus said wryly.

"Mmmhhhmmm. And you fuss at me about it." Sirius said, shaking his head. "See you in a bit." And he popped out of sight.

He turned and looked guiltily at Melanie.

"I am so sorry Mel, I can't stay. Harry is having a fit without me there."

"Remus can't settle him down?"

"No, he isn't used to me being gone, at all, let alone all day like I have been. He gets scared when people leave still. Every time Remus leaves for the moon, when he comes back Harry looks stunned, like he just saw a ghost. He just isn't ready, I am sorry. I knew he wasn't, I don't know why I let Remus talk me into this."

"It is alright. It isn't like we planned it after all. It was good for you to leave him for a bit though, it is the only way he will get used to it."

"Who knew that I would be trapped into having to schedule a well planned seduction in the future?" Sirius mused, causing her to laugh. "What have I turned into?"

"Believe it or not, I think you might just be a daddy." She said with a grin.

"What?" he said, flustered, "I am not a daddy, a godfather, yes. But a daddy? No way." He argued.

"Sirius, you are declining sex to take care of a lamenting, hysterical child. If that doesn't scream daddy, I don't know what does."

It didn't take him long to get back into Chateauroux and get a sniffling gasping Harry into his arms. He rubbed small circles on the boy's back soothingly.

"SSssssshhhh. I was only gone for a bit, and I came back. I will always come back." He a calm voice. He looked at his friend who was leaning against the wall. "He didn't eat, did he?"

"How'd you know?"

"Usually, on about the third day you are gone, and he realizes it isn't like every week, he won't eat that day. He gets all clingy and whiney. He doesn't like change."

"I got him to eat the chocolate biscuits. That was all. I will never complain about you giving in to him again." Remus said fervently. "Was Mel mad?"

Sirius shook his head as he continued to pace the floor bouncing as he went. "No, not at all. She was pretty good about it. We had a good afternoon though. It was fun to go out. Though oddly, I missed the little bit here." He said nodding towards Harry who was twirling the hair at the nape of Sirius' neck and sucking his thumb, whimpering slightly.

"Well he certainly missed you. I think he may have even forgiven you for weeing on him. I am going to take a shower. I have yet to escape him and I know I got in the way of two accidents and a lot of snotty crying. You two will be alright for bedtime?"

Sirius nodded, "Yeah, I think I will impervious him and just let him sleep with me tonight. He has had a hard day today, and let's be honest, he is just going to end up in there anyways."

"He needs a bath first." Remus said as he headed for his own room. Sirius adjusted Harry and headed up the stairs.

The bath was a quick one, as Harry held onto his arm the entire time. He pulled the broomstick underpants on him and cast the impervious charm before slipping him into a pair of sleep shorts and a cotton sleep shirt patterned with lions. When he realized he was getting ready for bed, Harry had pouted out his lip, and began to cry, until Sirius lifted him and took him into his own room and settled him on the king sized bed, handing him Godric as he did so.

"Alright mate, what if I tell you a real story tonight? One about two silly eleven year olds named Padfoot and Prongs and how they accidentally got locked in the terrible, formidable Slytherin common room for the night."

Harry popped his thumb back into his mouth and squirmed under the covers with his stuffed lion, wiggling into the crook of Sirius' arm. Harry rolled to his side and wrapped his other arm over Sirius' chest, patting his side with his little hand. Sirius smiled as he started the thrilling tale, it included all of the best things, himself and Jamie, the conquering heroes. Snivellus and Malfoy, the evil Slytherin tag team, Filtch the filthy, and Peeves the Pest. As the story came to a close he looked down at the tiny version of James curled on his bare chest. His thumb had fallen from his mouth and his hair had fallen over his closed eyes. Godric was smashed underneath him and there was a puddle of drool on Sirius' stomach.

He watched as Harry's back moved up and down in an even motion, his breathing slow and deep. You wouldn't know from looking at his peaceful face that he had been a hysterical terror that day. He looked perfect. Sirius sighed and flipped the black hair away from his eyes. It may be time to give him his first haircut, he thought, it was something he had been avoiding. Something James should have done with him, something James would have been so anxious about, his hair was his defining feature, it would have to be perfect. He smiled at the thought, at how proud James had been that Harry had inherited his hair.

He thought about everything that had happened recently, over the last year since Harry's first birthday. His life was so different now. Nothing was the same, it was all wrapped up in this little person sleeping on his chest. His whole world right here, in one little bundle of energy. In that moment Mel's words came back to him, ringing in his ears. And he knew, without a doubt that they were true. He, Sirius Black, unfathomably, had somehow, become a daddy.