Happy Very First Birthday, Baby Lupin

Happy Very First Birthday, Baby Lupin

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Chapter 2

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The portrait door flew open with a loud bang, drawing the attention of everyone in the Gryffindor Common Room to the entrance. Everyone was surprised to see Remus Lupin running inside, tears flowing down his cheeks.

"Remus!" came a shout after him, but the tawny-haired boy did not turn around.

Now, Sirius Black emerged from the portrait hole. "For Merlin's sake, listen to me, Remus!"

"NO!" came the furious reply. "I'm not listening to you, you - you fucking cheating WHORE!" After shouting this, he ran to the stairs leading to the boys' dormitories.

At these words, Sirius stopped dead on his track. Every pair of eyes in the room was nailed on him.

Lily Evans rose from her seat and walked to Sirius. "Sirius," she said slowly, "was Remus telling the truth?"

Very slowly, Sirius nodded. "Yes," he said. "I cheated on him... and not only that."

"What do you mean, not only that?" Peter asked, seemingly very shocked about this "discovery."

"Nothing of your business!" the black-haired teen snapped angrily.

"It damn well is!" Peter snapped back, showing some spine, which was very rare from him. "If you recall, Remus is my friend, too!" Then he fell silent, seemingly even himself shocked about his outburst.

Now, something seemed to snap in Sirius. "OKAY!" he roared, "I fucking slept with my best friend! And to add to that, I managed to get knocked up even though Remus is bloody STERILE!" With this, he ran after Remus.

James stepped in, eyeing everyone in the room. "If a word of this gets outside the House, I'll personally skin the one who told."

Everyone nodded, not doubting a word of his.

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Despite James's threats, the word of Sirius's pregnancy and Remus's sterility slipped to a student outside of their House, soon becoming public knowledge. Teachers were pitying Remus and giving angry glances to the supposedly cheating Sirius as well as James, whose "paternity" was also well known among the inhabitants of the school.

After two nightmarous weeks of separation, Remus and Sirius finally "made up," thus convincing everyone about the true love between them. Even James gained some sympathy points by giving all his claims to Sirius's baby to Remus.

Right now, Sirius was five months along and very round. The two were walking in the corridor, Remus carrying his boyfriend's books.

Suddenly, a bunch of Slytherins came around the corner. Their eyes glinted with malicious glee as they saw the most usual victims of their taunts.

"Oh, I see that the public bitch has gotten a bit rounder," one of them shouted, and another added, "What's your problem, Lupin? Are you really so little a man that you have to take in your slut's bastard to have a child to call your own?"

The two Gryffindors merely walked on, determinedly ignoring the insults.

"I'm surprised it wasn't Lupin who got knocked up, since he obviously is more a woman than any girl in this school!"

"Shut up," Sirius spat through clenched teeth. Remus placed a calming hand on his arm, but he shook it away. "I did wrong, and I know it," he said to the Slytherins, "but you have no right to tease Remus about it!"

"We're not teasing him about the fact that you're pregnant," replied the Slytherin who'd spoken first. "No, we're just commenting on the fact that Lupin's not a man enough to have done it himself!"

Unfortunately, the Slytherins forgot one very important rule of surviving in the magical world: Never, ever make a pregnant person angry. If they'd just insulted Sirius, the over-hormonal teen would have most probably been in tears in no time and simply departed from the place. Now, however, they'd insulted Remus, the dearest thing in Sirius's life, thus making him angry.

And when a pregnant witch or wizard gets too angry, they tend to lose their control of magic, a wave of raw magical power hitting the reason of their mood swing. So, the previously so self-confident Slytherins were hit by an invisible force that sent them flying backwards. The ones who'd spoken flew against the wall, while the others were just dropped to the floor.

"Don't you dare to mess with me again," Sirius hissed. Then he strolled away beside Remus, still fuming.

As they some time later sat in the Common Room, Sirius lying on the couch with his head in Remus's lap, Professor McGonagall came in with a serious expression on her face.

"Mr. Black," she said, "it has been brought to my attention that you did magic in a corridor, seriously injuring some of your fellow students."

"Did not," Sirius mumbled sleepily in response. "They've been told not to make me angry... They insulted Remus." That was, in fact, true. As soon as Sirius's pregnancy had become public knowledge, all students had been told that as the pregnant teen didn't control his magic, he was not responsible of his doings. Therefore, anybody purposefully making him angry could only blame themselves.

"I see," the professor replied. She didn't doubt Sirius's words since she knew very well how the Gryffindors and Slytherins were bickering. "Well, try not to get so easily angry, okay?"

"Okay," he muttered, then curled on his side on the couch. Their Head of House got the hint, and with a strict nod for goodbyes, departed from the Gryffindor Tower.

"She gave up rather easily," Remus stated with a wondering tone.

"She just didn't want to piss me off," his pregnant lover replied. Then, Sirius fell asleep.

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"...And then Little Red Ridinghood asked, 'But Grandma, why do you have so big teeth?' And the wolf replied, 'Because I want to eat a big piece of that apple piece in your basket. But at first we should wait for your real grandma, she's gone shopping.'"

"What kind of a fairy tale is that?" asked Peter curiously from his bed. "If I recall right, it didn't go quite that way when I was a kid..."

"Last time the wolf was killed, Sirius cried his eyes out," Remus told dryly.

"Hey!" Sirius exclaimed defensively. "The wolf was cute, and that stupid girl could only blame herself if she couldn't tell the difference between her grandma and a hungry wolf!"

"Okay, okay, dear, calm down," the werewolf sighed. "What about if I read 'The Sleeping Beauty?'"

In response he got a satisfied nod. "But make it 'Sleeping Handsome' instead," Sirius then demanded.

"I don't know what's scarier," James said, stepping into the dormitory, "the fact that you are reading stories to an unborn child, or the changes Sirius wants you to make to them."

"A fetus can already hear and learn to recognize voices at this stage of pregnancy," Remus replied immediately. "And I happen to prefer thinking that my child will know me when it's born."

"But it's not -" Peter began, but shut up immediately as James gave him a warning look. Last time somebody had dared to mention the "fact" of Remus not being the child's father, the unfortunate guy had found himself flying in the air with nothing but forty feet of thin air separating him and the hard ground. Fortunately to the poor target of Sirius's wrath, Remus was a forgiving character, as well as a skilled enough wizard to catch him with a levitating charm before those forty feet were over. Peter, however, might not be that lucky, or Remus might not be fast enough. Therefore, the blond boy kept his mouth firmly shut for the rest of the evening.