𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘴 | Asterope Potter

*Father's Day Special*

If you haven't checked out Delilah Solace then please do so already. The final names for Aster's kids are Castor and Pollux, the little boy twins, and Alsephina the baby girl.

     I groaned, Castor and Pollux had jumped in Sirius and I's bed. This was never a new thing with these kids. 

     "What the fu-," Sirius yelled.

     Before he could continue, Alsephina hugged him.

     "It's 9 in the morning," I said rolling over.

     "I feel so special right now," Sirius said giddily as the kids gave him hugs and kisses, they were the cutest.

     "Happy Father's Day," they yelled.

     "Oh shit, that's today," I yelled to myself scrambling out of bed.

     "What," Sirius asked me.

     "Nothing, you three, don't let him get out of bed," I said pointing at my husband.

     I ran to the kitchen throwing around random pots and pans. I thought Father's Day was tomorrow. I need to be a good wife right now and prepare breakfast at least.

     "On guard," I heard the twins yell.

     "Daddy, put pwincess dwess on," Alseie demanded.

      He seems busy, "Where is my wand!"

     When I finally found my wand I conjured up breakfast for Sirius. Pancakes, waffles, eggs, bacon, cereal, juice, and some other stuff.

     I ran back into our room and lay down on the bed as if nothing happened.

     "Aster," Sirius yelled.

     "Yes," I said blinking innocently.

     "What was all of that," Sirius said talking about my not-so-planned disappearance, not my fault I forgot. 

     "I don't know what you're talking about," I said giving him a kiss on the cheek.

     Sirius pouted.

     "Come on munchkins," I said to the 3 rascals.

     "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy," Castor and Pollux yelled catching up with me with their little legs.

     "Yes," I asked picking up Alseie who fell down from running.

     "Boo-boo," Alseie cried.

     "Episkey," I said waving my wand, "All better now!"

     "Twank you Mommy," Alseie said.

     "Your welcome-hey, Castor, Pollux get away from the food," I yelled, they were about to knock over a stack of pancakes.

     In a matter of seconds, it fell on both of their heads. They had pulled the tablecloth to get it. The dish broke a few inches away from them.