Dark Beauty /Sirius Black/ [2]

Dark Beauty 23.

Chapter 23

"Baby please," Adria groaned, bouncing up and down in the living room with Jude clinging onto her for dear life. He would not stop crying, and she was on the verge of tears too with the amount of pain she was in, with her morning sickness making a wonderful appearance and the aching of her back with the forming bump, the last thing she really needed was Jude getting restless. She stumbled ever so slightly, and Jude's screams got louder as he tightened his grip.

He really needed to nap but he just didn't want to, he was stubborn like all of the Hopkins' were, and Adria was truly cursing her parents in that very moment for having such loud children, "why do you have to be so loud!"

"Takes after you," Sirius said in passing to the kitchen, a wink sent in her direction along with a cheeky smirk that made her curse his name through the house, sending her flipped off finger in his direction and growling out a string of curse words at the sound of his loud laughter.

The last thing she was in the mood for was Sirius' teasing as she tried to calm the boy. Her morning had started off quite terrible, with May giving her some time off of work to deal with her wedding and the many meetings and work and business she had to go through with her parent's house, she was glad for a break in that part of her life.

But the most frustrating thing happened when trying to take Jude to nursery, to figure out on arrival that it was closed due to the snowy weather conditions. She couldn't help her panic when returning home to a tired looking Sirius who had been sent home from work from the exact same conditions, and she voiced her concern that she was sure Jude was ready to learn the many curse words she had spoke on her drive home, trying her best to be careful on the slippery roads.

"Come on baby," she kissed his temple as his screams got louder, running a hand through his soft hair whilst he whined and flailed his arms, "don't you wanna nap? Come on, don't you wanna sleep?"

"No!" he screamed, shaking his head furiously. She held him closer, bouncing softly and frowning at the body pressed against her suddenly, only recognised by the curls falling over her shoulder and the very evident feeling of knowing it was Sirius.

"He hates me, doesn't he?" she whispered, voice breaking - she was on the verge of a breakdown with the screaming and the pounding in her head and Sirius slipped his arm around her, pulling her into him and brushing his lips over her forehead, "he hates me!"

"He doesn't hate you," Sirius whispered softly in his best attempt to soothe her. He nibbled at her earlobe for just a second, soon pressing his lips to the top of her neck and showing Jude's cup filled with milk, "warm milk doesn't just work for nights."

He moved in front of the two, pressing a kiss to Jude's head and soon taking him from Adria's grip who looked truly exhausted. She had been baking cakes just previous to Jude's tantrum ready for Remus, Blair and Isaac to arrive so that she and Sirius could tell them about the news they had for them.

She closed her eyes for a moment, pinching the bridge of her nose as Sirius bounced Jude and the crying continued. She was sure there was nothing that could stop him and all she really wanted was to curl up and cry, and sleep and have her parents there to look after her but she was supposed to be the one taking on that role, and she could hardly do that.

She froze when the crying stopped, and the silence floated through her ears. The headache that had formed still pounded but drastically eased at the lack of noise, and as she turned - she was sure the tears in her eyes were from pure, utter, relief that the crying was gone.

She couldn't do anything but lean against the wall and watch Sirius as he helped Jude with his bottle. The boy was recently three, and smaller than most three-year-olds - but he still loved to be fed from his bottle regardless of how much he declared that he was a big boy.