I do not own any of the characters in this story. I was only working with them
because they climbed into my mind and wouldn’t go away until I wrote the story.
Hope you enjoy it.
“Sirius, you’re late. Now
we’ll be lucky if we make it to dinner on time. James, come on. Sirius is here
and we need to go.”
“Well hello to you
too, Lil.” Sirius set his bag down in the hall. “There’s my little man. Come to
Uncle Sirius. Wow, he’s really crawling these days.”
Sirius scooped Harry up,
who babbled contentedly in his arms, just as James was coming down the stairs,
which was a good thing as he tripped half way down and would have landed on
Harry. “Can’t resist making an entrance, can you? Now look, you’ve gone and
wrinkled your robes. Lil will be most upset.”
James got to his feet and did a quick
de-wrinkle charm as Lily came into the entryway. Though his robes were smooth
and neat she gave him a knowing look.
“Sirius, here’s where we’ll
be if you need us. There’s food in the fridge. Don’t feed my son real food, he
can’t eat it yet. He didn’t sleep very long this afternoon so he should be
ready for bed earlier rather than later. Have a good time, Harry.” As James draped
her cloak around her shoulders Lily gave Harry a kiss and Sirius a stern look.
“You are to stay in the house or garden. You will not take my son out on that
bike of yours. And that sad puppy look won’t do you any good.”
With that Lily
Disapparated; James gave Sirius a wink and mischievous smile before following
suit. Sirius picked up his bag and took his godson into the den and to the
fireplace. Sirius levitated Harry into the air for protection, then threw a
pinch of shimmery powder into the fireplace and stuck his head in.
~ * ~ * ~
“Oi, Remus. Where
are you?” Sirius spoke from the fireplace at Remus’s flat. “Remus, I know
“I thought you were
watching Harry this evening. What’s up?” Remus wandered though the door from
the kitchen, curious.
“Nothing’s wrong. James and
Lily left; it’s time for you to come over so we can corrupt the little one.”
“Sirius!” Remus exclaimed, shocked that he would
suggest such a thing. Then another thought occurred to him, “is Peter
Sirius looked offended
at that comment. “No, you know he would tell, I don’t want Lily knowing. Are
you coming or not?”
~ * ~ * ~
Sirius was making
the still babbling Harry bounce in the air when Remus stepped out of the
Harry, delighted to see his other favorite sitter.
“Wish he’d learn my name—oh well. Glad you could make it,
Remus, now we can have some fun. But first, dinner. Are you hungry, Harry?”
Sirius levitated Harry into the kitchen and lowered him into his chair, leaving
Remus to stand in the den by himself or follow along.
“So, what do we
want? What about you Remus, what would you like?”
there—Lily won’t mind if I eat too? You are
supposed to be the only adult here.” Though he looked interested at the thought
of Sirius making dinner, he couldn’t help but worry that it would cause a
problem with Lily.
“Lil mind? Come
on, she always has enough food to feed an army. And we’ll do up the dishes and
put things away—she’ll never know that you were even here. Let’s see, we have
creamed peas. Yuck. Stewed vegetables. Double yuck. Banana-strawberry purée.
You like that, don’t you Harry? And look, apple juice…. now for our dinner.”
have some more substantial food? I know fruits are good for him, but shouldn’t
he have some vegetables too?”
“He will. Some of
ours.” Sirius flashed Remus his devil-may-care trademark grin before turning
back to the refrigerator to see what they had.
As Sirius worked
on a meal of baked chicken with green beans and potatoes, Remus kept Harry happy.
He made a set of spoons dance on the table just out of Harry’s reach. As they
danced farther away when he reach for them, Harry squealed with delight.
dinner’s ready. I thought you were setting the table? We need more than spoons,
you know.” With an amused glance Sirius flicked his wand and plates, forks,
knives and glasses appeared on the table.
It was still light
out after dinner; they went to the garden. Harry contented himself by crawling
after a butterfly as Sirius and Remus stood by watching. But when the butterfly
flew away he became rather unhappy.
“Oi, Remus. Keep
Harry happy for a few; I’ll be right back.” Sirius ran into the house. A few
minutes later he reappeared from around the corner with his motorcycle and a
“Sirius, you know
Lily doesn’t want you to take Harry on that thing.”
“That’s why you’re
here. And she’s not a thing as you
call her—she’s a beauty. You’ll hurt her feelings.” Sirius pretended to whisper
soothing words to his bike while petting it as if to give comfort.
Remus rolled his
eyes in response and was rewarded with the blanket being thrown at him.
“Now, you and
Harry just settle down on the blanket and watch the show.” Sirius got on his
bike and started her up.
Harry did indeed
get a show. While in the air Sirius did loops and spirals and dives. He took
his hands off or his feet, much to Remus’s consternation. On and on it went
until it was too dark to see. When he finally made a spectacular landing Harry
was squealing with delight.
The trio went back
inside, but instead of putting Harry to bed they moved into the den. Sirius
again levitated his godson and had him zooming around the room with squeals of
delight. At first Harry was chasing Remus, but then Remus hid behind a chair
and sent fireworks into the air. They were having so much fun that none of them
heard the twin pops in the entryway, signaling James and Lily’s return.
“Sirius, we’re home.”
Both Sirius and
Remus froze, and then there was a flurry of movement. Sirius snatched Harry out
of the air and attempted to get all the sparklers and balls out of sight, Remus
ran for the closet. Just as he shut the door James and Lily entered the den.
looked like he was going to cry.
“Remus isn’t here
tonight, only Sirius.” Lily took her son into her arms, kissing his forehead.
“And you should have been in bed hours ago.” She started up the stairs, but
stopped as she looked out the window. “Sirius? Your bike isn’t out front any
more. Did you take Harry for a ride?” She strode back into the den looking fit
“No, Lil, I
didn’t. Honest. You must be looking in the wrong spot.” He rewarded her with
the smile he had used all the time on Professor McGonagall when proclaiming his
innocence in a prank.
Lily delivered one
last glare before going upstairs. Once they were sure she was gone, both James
and Sirius had grins on their faces.
“Remus, get out of
that closet,” said James quietly, though still smiling. “This is why Lily won’t
let you both watch Harry at the same time. Now get out of here, the pair of
you, before she comes back downstairs.”
“Bye Lil,” Sirius
called as he and Remus headed out the door. Once outside they broke into
laughter and got onto the bike, which was indeed in a different spot. They took
off into the night, the sound of their laughter trailing behind them.
Thank you to Lady Narcissa for your betaing, you
made all my half thoughts become full thoughts and all that stuff. Also thank
you to Sammy Weasley for your unaficial betaing and for being a sounding board.
Luv you muches.