"Do you hear that?" asked Sirius. Remus' ears pricked, listening to the familiar sounds of the rickety old house; it was unusually quiet tonight, all he could hear was the ticking of an ancient grandfather clock in the hallway and the rain thumping off of the bedroom window. That and the steady thrum of Sirius' heart. He closed his eyes and sighed contentedly at the sound, pressing his ear against Sirius' bare chest, "No baby crying."

"Exactly!" he exclaimed brightly, lazily tracing the tips of his fingers down Remus' back. "That salve Snape made for Harry has really worked wonders, this is the most settled he's been since he changed."

"Maybe we'll be able to get a full night's sleep tonight," yawned Remus hopefully. It was the first night after the last full moon; the days after his transformation always left him feeling drained.

"I hope not," teased Sirius, now running his fingers through Remus' thick brown hair. "I've been going stir-crazy without you here with me these last few days. I want to show you how much I missed you."

Remus smirked. Maybe he wasn't that tired after all, "That sounds doable."

"Ooft, that was such a passionate declaration, Moony," laughed Sirius. "You really know how to sweep a boy off of his feet."

Remus shifted his body so that he lay on top of Sirius', pinning his arms above his head and thrusting their hips together. Sirius grunted and rolled his hips, grazing their erections against one another. Remus brought his face close to Sirius', brushing their lips together, "Do you want to be swept off of your feet or do you want me to fuck you?"

Sirius groaned, "Such a dirty mouth. God, I've missed it."

Sirius kissed Remus hard, savouring the deep, guttural moan that rumbled in Remus' throat. Remus, using one hand to keep Sirius pinned in place, used his other hand to roughly pull Sirius' boxers down passed his thighs. He gripped the base of his cock and Sirius groaned louder, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, "Fuck, Moony."

"I'll be doing the fucking tonight," promised Remus, his voice thick with arousal. Sirius gladly submitted, relishing the weight of Remus' body pressing into his own, shivering at the exquisite pain and pleasure of Remus' teeth sinking into his shoulder as he continued to pump his cock closer to the edge of climax. Sometimes he seemed more animal than man, but Sirius loved it; in the bedroom, his quiet, reserved Remus gave way to something raw and uninhibited.

Suddenly a cry from the other bedroom interrupted their lust-filled haze. Remus and Sirius paused, listening. A long silence followed.

"He's probably gone back to sleep," murmured Remus. Sirius leaned up and kissed Remus again who sighed and melted into the embrace. Then Harry cried out again, louder this time. Remus' shoulders sagged and he loosened his grip on Sirius' wrists, "I think he deliberately plans on interrupting us at the most inconvenient time."

"Definitely," sighed Sirius. Remus rolled off of Sirius onto his back, rubbing his tired eyes.

"Just bring him through here, I don't fancy falling asleep on the couch again."

Sirius got out of bed and left the room, returning a few moments later with Harry clinging to him tightly around the neck, "I think he had a bad dream."

Remus shuffled over to his side of the bed to make room for Sirius and Harry to lie down, "What do you think he dreams about?"

Sirius shrugged, carefully laying Harry down on the centre of the bed, "Probably at the prospect of seeing Snape every day. It's enough to give anyone nightmares."

Remus tucked an arm under his head and looked down at Harry. Harry was sucking on the end of his blanket, wide awake but no longer crying, "He looks so innocent when he's not screaming his head off and throwing his breakfast in your face."

"Tell me about it," laughed Sirius, peering down at his godson with an expression of raw love and affection that made Remus' heart twinge. "I don't remember him being this unsettled the first time around."

Remus chuckled, "He was. James and Lily barely got a wink of sleep because of him."

"Yeah, I'm sure he wasn't the only reason for that," noted Sirius sadly. He pushed some of Harry's wild hair out of his face, "What do you think they would say about this? You think we're doing a good enough job taking care of him this time around?"

"I think James would be laughing his arse off at how domesticated we've become," smiled Remus fondly. "Cooking and cleaning, and raising the baby. We can't even have sex in peace anymore."

"Yeah, we're like an old married couple," teased Sirius. Remus smirked.

"I'll need to call you Papa Padfoot from now on."

Sirius snorted, "Alright. In that case I get to call you Mama Moony."

"Merlin, no," groaned Remus.

"Mama," Harry uttered. Remus and Sirius gasped.

"He called you Mama!" said Sirius excitedly.

"He did not!" grumbled Remus. "He's just copying you!"

"Mama Moony and her wolf cub!" teased Sirius. Remus slapped him on the shoulder but that just made Sirius laugh even harder. "I can't believe you're his first word!"

"Well technically I'm not," Remus argued. "Thankfully once Snape cures him he'll be able to say more than repeat the nonsense that comes out of your mouth."

Sirius' smile faded, "Yeah, hopefully he'll be able to cure him soon."

Remus took Sirius' hand into his own, "I understand why you don't want him to change back. And I wish I could keep him like this too. But you know that we can't."

"I know that," he replied miserably. "And I know that it's selfish, but I can't pretend that I don't want to keep him like this; for myself so I can spend more time with him like I was always supposed to. For him so he doesn't have to worry about prophecies and dementor attacks and Ministry hearings and bloody Death Eaters. It's too much to put on his shoulders; he's only fifteen for Christ's sake. It's not fair."

Sirius' eyes welled with tears, "I tried to save James and Lily, and I failed. I want to save Harry the pain of what's to come, but I don't know how. I don't want to fail him too."

"I know," Remus agreed. "But unfortunately for us, life hasn't dealt us a fair hand. Soon enough Harry will be back to normal, and he'll have the same burdens unfairly placed upon his shoulders. But he won't be alone; we'll be there to help take some of the strain off of his shoulders. We won't fail him this time, Sirius."

Sirius shook his head, "I've fucked up things so many times. I just want to be able to do right by him for once in his life."

"You are," Remus assured him, tracing his thumb over the back of Sirius' hand. "You're doing right by him now. You always wanted a second chance, well the universe has answered your call. Even if this is only a temporary thing, you're finally getting your chance to really be there for him like you always wanted to be. You know what James and Lily would say? They'd say thank you for being there for our boy and taking such good care of him. They'd be relieved that it was you here with him now."

Sirius squeezed Remus' hand tightly, "I think they'd be happy you were here too. Taking care of me so I can take better care of him."

Remus laughed softly, "I'll always be here to take care of you. I love you."

Sirius kissed Remus' hand, "I love you, too. And I love you too, you little monster."

He kissed Harry lightly on the forehead, who was now fast asleep between the two men.

"I wonder what he dreams about?" asked Remus again. Sirius shrugged, resting on his arm and watched with fascination the rise and fall of Harry's tiny chest as he breathed.

"Dunno. Whatever it is, I hope it's something peaceful."