The Good, The Bad And The Dirty

Pregnancy and Pain

Harry was in pain, groaning loudly as one of his triplets kicked his kidney. "It hurts so bad." He was teary eyed as he looked at Sirius who knelt down and pressed his lips to the bump that held their babies.

"Now listen here, you three. You're hurting your Mumma and I don't think that's very nice. He's so sweet and wonderful so you stop now. He needs his rest and he can't do it with you kicking his kidney." Sirius spoke to the babies which ceased moving.

"Oh! They calmed down." Harry smiled, running his fingers through Sirius's hair gently. "I love you, Sirius."

"I love you very much." Sirius hugged Harry around the belly and smiled up at him before standing up. "You going to nap?"

"Yeah." Harry nodded, climbing into their bed and curling up. "Night."

"Night, Love." Sirius kissed Harry's forehead, smoothing the covers and then heading downstairs to wrangle their boys and save Remus's sanity. Recently James had been acting out more, being naughty and downright mean at times.

"James, do not hit your brother. That is mean and it hurts him." Remus's patient voice came through as Sirius walked towards the living room they usually used, repeating the same two sentences that they had been for several months. He was tired of James acting like a little monster but he understood why.

"Hey, Rem. Hello, boys." Sirius came in, smiling. "C'mere, Abe. Papa needs your help with something." He lifted the toddler after the small boy had toddled to him.

"Wanna help." Ibrahim was a very upset boy, not understanding why his twin was so mean to him now. He was carried along to the kitchen.

"I know, Baby. You're gonna help Papa make some yummy brownies. How does that sound?" Sirius smiled, cuddling his boy. "It's kind of like making a potion. You've got to get all the ingredients put in and mixed together just right but it won't blow up in your face."

"Like makin' potons." Ibrahim had his thumb in his mouth, making his words come out a bit. He really enjoyed doing potions and making stuff.

"I know you do, Abe. That's why Papa wants your help." Sirius kissed his son's forehead and helped him wash his hands before putting a cute little apron on him. "Are you ready?"

"Yes, Papa!" Ibrahim perked up now that he was away from his brother's naughtiness and getting to help with such a big boy job. He looked so proud of being allowed to help.

"Alright. Help Papa measure everything out." Which Ibrahim was good at, watching his Papa with a hawk eye as Sirius checked his measurements. All Sirius did was give him the correct sized measuring cup and the correct ingredient. "You're doing so great!"

"Shh, Papa. Measurin." Ibrahim shushed his father, dumping the ingredients in a bowl. "Done!"

"Papa needs to do this next part, baby." Sirius measured the liquids and dumped them in before stirring it carefully while talking to Ibrahim who was worried about his mumma. "Mumma is okay, sweetheart. He just needs a nap because your brothers and sister are growing and taking energy from him."

"Baby Lilith?" Ibrahim had picked out a few toys for his baby sister and reluctantly for the two boys also. He was very excited for his baby sister.

"Yup. Baby Lilith and Baby Cedric and Baby Viktor." Sirius smiled at the toddler, kissing his forehead softly and then checking the brownies. "Twenty minutes left."

"Yay! We go see Grandma?" Ibrahim had taken a liking to James and Lily's portrait. He especially loved Lily, chattering to her for hours at a time.

"Sure, baby. Let's go see Grandma." Sirius carried him to where the portrait hung and smiled. "Hey you two."

"Hello, Sirius. Ibrahim." Lily smiled at the two. "How are you?"

"Good, Grandma! My baby Lilith will be here soon." Ibrahim was excited. "My Baby Lilith is gonna be the bestest baby."

"What about baby Cedric and Baby Viktor?" James tilted his head curiously. He was amused by Ibrahim's obsession with his baby sister.

"They'll be okay too." Ibrahim decided, cuddling into Sirius. "Papa, brownies done?"

"Not quite yet." Sirius checked the time. "Ten more minutes."

"Aw, Papa! Wan brownies!" Ibrahim pouted, staring at Sirius with big green eyes.

"Gotta wait, love." James spoke from the painting. "They'll be so good when they're done."

"Really?" Ibrahim smiled sweetly. He was settled now.

"Yes, really." Lily looked radiant as she watched her grandchildren. She adored both of them.

"Awesome, dude!" Ibrahim yelled, bouncing in Sirius's hold. He looked at James when he said it.

"Awesome dude?" James snorted at his grandson. The slang the children used was atrocious.

"He's picked up a lot from Kay. That happens to be one of them." Sirius explained and shifted his hold on Ibrahim. "Time to go get the brownies, baby."

"Yaaaay, Papa." Ibrahim cuddled into Sirius as he was carried. They took the brownies out and left them to cool down, smiling at each other happily.