Chapter 1
James, Remus and Sirius lived together in a little flat. James was an auror, Sirius was a self employed artist and Remus was a teacher. They would throw massive parties, flirt with all the girls and have loads of fun. Then one morning, James was away at the French ministry for a week, Remus was asleep and Sirius decided to go for a jog. Sirius gets back from his jog and steps in the door, almost completely dismissing the baby sat in a basket on his doorstep. He then looks outside again and fully realises that there is a baby in front of him. He panics and shouts for Remus. .”Remus there’s something at the door that I think you should see.” He walks out his room holding his head in pain, must be a hangover from last nights party. “Fucking hell. Sirius can you get any louder? What’s this thing you wanted to show me?” Sirius points at the basket. “That.” Remus stares, “Aw it’s a baby!”. Sirius sighs “I know it’s a baby. But what the hell is it doing here?” Remus spots a card in the side of the basket and grabs it. “Well i don’t know, maybe the card will explain why.” They read through it and it says
‘Dear, James
This is our son, Harry. I’m afraid i can’t look after him and I didn’t know where to turn. I hope you both can forgive me someday.
All my love, Lily.’
“I knew this would happen.” Remus says “I always knew he’d get someone knocked up. Who even is Lily anyway?” “I don’t fucking know, I’m thinking she’s that girl he obsessed with for a year and then went on one date with. The ginger one, green eyes” Remus remembers her, she was really pretty, seemed really nice too. “Oh her, she was lovely. Harry’s got her eyes. Talking of Harry we should probably take him inside.” They pick up the basket and bring him inside. But then he starts crying and the pair of men stare at each other scared about what to do. “Rem, how the fuck do you look after a baby, especially when it’s fucking crying.” “Feed him, what do babies eat?” Remus paces back and forth “we need baby food, I’ll go to the shop, you entertain him while I’m gone.” Sirius salutes him jokingly. “Can do captain.” Remus runs out the door grabbing his wallet. Leaving Sirius to try make a baby stop crying. He tries everything. He does voices, rocks him, sings to him, watches tv with him and he continues to cry. Meanwhile, Remus is wandering aimlessly around the supermarket, looking for baby supplies. He walks up to a man and asks, “Excuse me, where could I find the baby isle?” He smiles and says “That’ll be isle 7” “Thank you so much!” Remus runs towards the isle and searches the shelves for a good baby food. A woman behind him says “This your first” he looks confused “first what?” She laughs “your first baby.” He sighs “Yeah, first and last.” The woman grabs a can of food “If your little one is still quite young, maybe only a few weeks old, I recommend this.” He puts a weeks worth into his trolley. “Thank you” he smiles “No problem at all.” Remus then proceeds to grab two lots of nappies, some baby bottles, milk formula and some baby grows. He pays and then runs back home to check on Sirius. He opens the door and offloads all his bags onto the table. Sirius says, “Merlin, took you long enough. What is all this shit?” Sirius says, looking through everything Remus bought. “Baby stuff. I’ve got food, bottles, nappies, clothes. Okay if I change her, can you make a bottle? Make sure the waters the right temperature and that you sterilise the nipple.” Sirius gasps “THE WHAT?” “The nipple, it’s the rubber part of the bottle you arse.” Sirius goes off to the kitchen, mad about the comment and Remus starts to change Harry’s nappy. He takes it off and is practically gagging at the smell. He cleans him and goes to put on another nappy but realises it’s too big so he has to try tape it to fit and it looks awful but at least he has one on. Then Sirius walks in with the bottle. “I don’t know if I’ve done this right. And anyway why do we have to look after him, he’s James’ baby.” Remus takes the bottle. “We just have to do it for him until he gets back and then he’s getting an absolute walloping.”
Remus feeds Harry the bottle and puts him back in his basket. “What do we do now?” Sirius asks. “If we can get him to sleep, he shouldn’t wake up for about two hours. That means we can go to sleep hopefully.” Remus says, rocking Harry in his basket. Within a few minutes Harry’s asleep, so Remus brings him to his room to keep an eye on and goes to sleep himself. Hoping he isn’t woken up too soon.