WOLFSTAR (AND HARRY POTTER) STORIES!!!

Chapter 38: PART 18

So this maybe the last chapter for now, seeing as I am multitasking and it makes things yes easy but also hard. So, if ya'll have any ideas, let me know! :)

"It'll be Emily's birthday soon," said Sirius thoughtfully. "What should we get her this year?"

Remus looked up from the pile of Transfiguration homework he'd been marking with a thoughtful expression. His goddaughter, Emily, was about to celebrate her second birthday.

"I think she's ready for her first broomstick, don't you agree?" he suggested. Sirius grinned.

"Excellent suggestion, Moony! Soon we'll have her flying about as much as Harry. I swear that boy is part bird; he spends more time flying than walking," he joked.

Remus turned his attention back to the piece of homework he'd been marking, scribbling a few corrections in the margins. "I think there's a good chance his Animagus form would be a bird. It might be something James should consider teaching him when he's older."

A lot had happened in the two years since Remus had received his letter from Dumbledore offering the position of Transfiguration Master at Hogwarts. Lily had been admitted to St Mungo's a few days after Christmas and on New Year's Day, Emily had come into the world.

"Prongs has sent a picture of them," said Sirius, handing the photograph to Remus. He smiled at the two children in the photograph: Harry, the spitting image of his father with his messy black hair, had his little sister on his lap, who was more like her mother with flaming red hair, except for her warm brown doe eyes which were just like her father.

"Harry's getting big," Remus pointed out, rising to his feet and walking over to the small fireplace by their bed. "I think he'll be tall, like James."

He placed the photograph on the mantelpiece next to a newer picture of Sirius and his brother Regulus. It had been taken at the Christmas feast last year, their first since they had graduated as students and Remus had returned as a member of staff. It was nice to finally see a picture of the two of them laughing and joking with one another.

"Whose homework is this?" Sirius laughed, picking up a piece of parchment that had a large ink splotch on the bottom of the page, but that wasn't what had caught Sirius' attention. Remus climbed back into bed next to Sirius and took the parchment from him to inspect it more closely. He rolled his eyes and stuffed it at the bottom of the pile.

"It's nothing," he sighed.

"There were little love hearts scribbled in the margins, Moony," Sirius teased. "Have you got your first confirmed student crush?"

"Don't be daft!" Remus spluttered. Sirius laughed and bumped their shoulders together while Remus' cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.

"Well, whoever they are, I can't blame them. I mean—look at you—you are very sexy," he purred. "Especially in your teacher's robes."

He crawled onto Remus' lap and laced his fingers through Remus' soft, sandy-brown hair. Remus' eyes darkened, half-lidded and full of want. He took a firm grip of Sirius' hips and brushed their lips together.

"Would you like me to put on my robes and teach you a lesson, Mr Black?" he teased.

"I'd love that," Sirius breathed, his nimble fingers slowly unbuttoning Remus' shirt. "I've been very bad, Professor Lupin. I think I need to be punished."

Remus' hand slid over the globes of Sirius' arse and gave his cheeks a firm squeeze. "Then I'll need to bend you over my knee and spank you."

Sirius crushed their lips together in a messy kiss, their tongues massaging against one another as they pulled at each other's clothes. Just as Sirius' hand slipped beneath Remus' trousers they both paused as they heard the sound of a baby crying. Remus sighed and rested his head on Sirius' shoulder.

"Every bloody time..." Remus chuckled. He checked his watch and said, "She's due a feed now. You want me to get this one?"

"No, you stay where you are, I'll see to her," Sirius pressed another tender kiss to Remus' lips before climbing off of the bed and padding out of the room towards the crying infant. The teacher's living quarters were small, but Professor Dumbledore had gone to the effort of having a nursery created for Remus and Sirius. A few minutes later, Sirius re-entered the bedroom carrying their baby daughter in his arms.

"She feeds like a bloody horse," he joked, gently rubbing and patting her small back. "She definitely takes her appetite after you."

Sirius climbed onto the bed and lay the small infant between them, her soft grey eyes wide and alert to her surroundings. Remus reclined next to her and caressed her sandy-brown hair and placed a delicate kiss on her forehead. He didn't think it was possible to love one person as much as he did Ayla, it filled him up to the brim and spilled over the edges, a bottomless well that had finally sated that hunger that both he and Sirius had been trying to fill their whole lives. Sirius lay on Ayla's other side and let out a contented sigh, looking dreamily at their daughter.

"I want another one," he declared. Remus gaped at him.

"What are you on about?" he cried. "We only just got this one!"

"I know!" Sirius groaned. "But I want more! Look how perfect she is? Imagine if we had a litter of them? Enough to form our own Quidditch team!"

"You're off your bloody head," Remus laughed. Sirius touched his elbow and gave him a serious look.

"I don't mean right now obviously, but I would like to have more," he said. "Will you think about it?"

Remus gave him a warm smile and nodded. "Alright, I'll think about it. Not right now, though, I'm still trying to get to grips with this parenting thing."

"Okay," said Sirius brightly. "Maybe next year!"

Remus smiled and said nothing. He rather liked the idea of having more kids, too. To have a couple of siblings for Ayla to grow up with, more little ones to share stories and knowledge with, more people to love...yes, adding more cubs to their little pack sounded like a grand idea.

Sirius yawned and stretched like a feline on the bed. "Shall we try and get some sleep? I'm up early in the morning."

Remus nodded and grabbed his wand. "Sounds good."

He drew his wand in a wide arc above their heads, extinguishing the lights in the bedroom to reveal a blanket of stars twinkling overhead. Remus lay under the starry night sky with the two bright stars in his life, listening to their soft breaths as they slept soundly beside him, no longer dreaming of a better life. He was already living it.

And that's the end! Let me know your ideas, I'd love to hear them!!!