WolfStar Raises Harry Potter

Bad Dreams

A few days had gone by since Harry Potter had moved in with Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. They had all slowly adjusted to the knew lifestyle and the two men couldn't be happier. Currently, they were all in the living room sitting by the cozy fire. Harry was sitting beside Remus on the couch, listening to Remus read him a book. Sirius was sitting in an armchair reading The Daily Prophet.  Sirius was occasionally peeking over his newspaper to look at the two of them.

"'And now," cried Max, "Let the wild rumpus start!(From: Where The Wild Things Are)'" Remus read aloud from the book, changing his voice depending on the character speaking. Harry was smiling widely and leaning against his arm. Remus smiled and turned the page and read on. He would too look up from his book and take glances at Sirius. The two would rarely make eye contact, but when they did, they both smiled. Harry yawned quietly and snuggled a bit into Remus' arm. Remus had turned the last page of the book and picked Harry up, holding him on his hip as Harry snuggled into his shoulder. He looked at Sirius and mouthed, 'I'm gonna put him down for a nap.' Sirius nodded and turned his head back to the newspaper.

Remus carried the sleepy child up to his bedroom and laid him on his four poster bed. He covered him up and tucked him in. He took Harry's glasses off and set them on the bedside table. He brushes some of his black unruly hair out of his face and made the lightning bolt scar more visible.

"Sleep well, alright cub?" Remus says.

"Alright... U-Uncle Moony?"

"Yeah?"

"C-can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"A-are you and Uncle Padfoot like my daddies now?" Remus paused, unsure how to answer.

"Well... I suppose in a way we are. Sirius and I don't have an issue with how you address us. We just... don't want you to forget who your actual Mum and Dad are. Does that make sense?"

"Mhm."

"Alright. Sleep well cub."

"Okay... See you in a bit... papa..." Remus smiled widely and kissed his forehead, before standing up and leaving Harry's room. He walked back down stairs and threw himself onto Sirius's lap.

"GUESS WHAT?!" He whisper yelled.

"WHAT?!" Sirius whisper yelled back.

"HARRY JUST ASKED IF HE COULD CALL US HIS DADS!! WE'RE DADS SIRI!!" He whisper yelled again, throwing his arms around his neck. Sirius sat frozen for a second. 

"Wait... So... we are raising Harry as our own and we are basically his dads?" Sirius asked in disbelief.

"Mhm!" Remus hummed happily. Sirius smiles widely and held him tighter.

"Wait. Am I Daddy or Papa?" He asked the taller male in his lap.

"He called me Papa, so I'm going to assume you're Daddy." Sirius smirked and gave Remus the ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) look. Remus shoved his shoulder, "You're disgusting!" Sirius laughed loudly,

"I'm only joking Moons."

"I know... but now that we're dads we have to be careful of the jokes we make, and by 'we' I mean
you."

"Says you 'Mr. I-Make-Inappropriate-Jokes-Under-My-Breath-To-Make-My-Friends-Laugh'!"

"I don't know what you're talking about Pads. I have never made an inappropriate joke in my life!" Remus said with faux innocence. Sirius rolled his eyes and patted him on the back,

"Time for you to get up Moons."

"Why?" He asked, complaining and leaning closer to Sirius.

"Because if you don't get up Moons, I'm gonna push you to the floor."

"You wouldn't dare." Remus said, glaring his eyes slightly.

"Oh, I dare." He said looking at Remus. Remus sat up and strattled Sirius' lap, a very small portion of space between them. He smirked a little and whispered,

"Are you still going to push me off of you Siri?" Sirius has started to blush a little and had unconsciously placed his hands on Remus' hips.
Despite the two of them having had been together for as long as they had, it was oddly difficult for him to form words at the moment.

"Well?"

"No, I'm not going to do that.... Do you think Harry's asleep yet?" He asked quietly.

"Probably... I'd say we have a good 45 minuets as well..." Remus replied, smirking widely. He leaned down and kissed Sirius passionately, and Sirius didn't hesitate to kiss back. Remus' hands moved to the back of Sirius head and he laced his long fingers into his long black hair. Sirius hands started to make their way under Remus' shirt, tracing the many jagged scars on his back. The couple stayed like that for a few minutes until they had to separate for air.

They were both breathing heavily since they were both out of breath, and smiled at each other. Remus leaned back in to kiss Sirius again when there was a loud scream come from Harry's room upstairs.
"HARRY!!" They both yelled and jumped up and raced upstairs. Sirius threw the door open and looked around the room, arm outstretched, wand in hand. Remus was standing behind him, looking at a very frightened Harry. Sirius pocketed his wand and sat beside Harry on his bed,

"What's wrong Pup?" He asked, not trying to intrude in on Harry's space, just trying to comfort him.

"B-bad dream...." Harry whispered. Sirius frowned a little and opened his arms to his godson. Harry hesitated, but crawled into his godfathers lap. Sirius wrapped his arms around the four year olds frame and held him close. Remus sat beside them on the bed and Sirius leaned against him slightly. Remus wrapped an arm around Sirius and looked down at Harry, who still had tears slipping out of his bright emerald eyes.

"Do you want to talk about it Cub?" Remus asked. Harry only shrugged and stayed curled against Sirius.

"Y-you two sent me b-back to the Dursley's... and they hurt me r-really bad again cause I thought I had daddies that l-loved me and that I-I don't deserve to be happy..." He mumbled, into Sirius' chest, sniffling a bit. Sirius held Harry closer to him and rubbed his back,

"We would never do that pup... You're our son now. We aren't ever going to send you back to those horrible people." Harry nodded and looked up at his fathers,

"Thank you Daddy, thank you Papa." Harry said smiling at them. He was their son, and he was very happy to be able to say that.