Little Star

Stella found herself bounced in Sirius' arms, when she came to her senses.

She kicked and screamed, "Let go of me! Let me go you psychos! All I did was be nice to you! Don't touch me you fucking freaks!"

Sirius only laughed.

He laughed.

"Wow Moony, when you said our baby was cranky today, I didn't know what an understatement you were making."

"She hasn't eaten anything, and she's exhausted. Cut her some slack."

This enraged Stella even more.

"No! I'm not hungry, I'm not tired! This is a perfectly normal reaction to two men fucking kidnapping you! Not to mention being forced to sit here all day quietly in this uncomfortable ass diape-"

Stella's rant got cut short, when Sirius returned the girl's pacifier back to her mouth. And just like that, the magical comatose state returned. All of her anger, at them, at herself, at the world, vanished within a millisecond. She was sure they doused that thing in some kind of drugs.

Remus stirred the pot of pasta, "That's better. Where did my little baby learn such big girl words? Pads, could you take her upstairs and apply some cream to her bum? I completely forgot after I woke up."

"Gotcha," The man hoisted the baby onto his hip, "Cmon angel, let's go try and make your tushy feel better huh? It was a long day at work, but Daddy couldn't forget his little girl's cream for her boo-boo."

Joy, couldn't forget that part.

Stella entered the nursery once again, on Sirius' hip. He rubbed circles on her back to soothe her, but deep down he knew this would take her some getting used to.

Once again a hand felt up the underside of her diaper, checking for usage.

"Not even a little wet, honey? Cmon, where are you hiding all that pee pee?"

Even with the pacifier to soothe her, Stella flushed crimson red.

She was once again placed on the changing table. Sirius ripped off her diaper and stood for a while inspecting her rash.

"Don't worry my little star, Daddy's gonna make your boo-boo better for you."

He then reached across and pulled the pacifier out of her mouth so she could fully understand what he was about to say next.

"That's why you're here with us Stella, your Daddy and Papa are gonna make all the boo-boos in your life better for you."

Right now you're the only boo-boo in my life.

"..Don't wanna be here. I don't wanna do this. Why couldn't you pick someone else?"

"Because no one else matters more to us than our Stella girl," And with that he popped the pacifier back in the baby's mouth eliminating any further argument from the girl.

He lifted up her shirt and blew raspberries on it. The girl squirmed to avoid laughing or smiling. Sirius and Remus knew they were in for the long haul, but they decided to be patient in everything the girl got used to. They didn't want to use magic to get her to do anything. To use her nappy, to eat, to sleep, to smile.

All good things would just have to wait.

He disposed of the old unused diaper and slid a new one under her butt. He then lifted her hips up and applied the cream to her butt generously.

"We're all done, baby."

She was back in his arms in a matter of seconds heading downstairs. Sirius placed his baby securely in her high chair, but with no eating tray.

Remus came over with the finished bowls of pasta and salad and placed them in the center of the table.

Both men filled their plates, as Stella sat there wondering when Remus was gonna make her a plate of food.

He was the one who harped on her eating those mashed bananas earlier. Surely elbow pasta in sauce isn't too far off from a babyish reputation.

However, they just kept on eating. Conversing, as if a very hungry Stella wasn't waiting right there to be fed.

Was this punishment for refusing the food this morning? Stella couldn't imagine after today Remus could be so cruel as to not give his little baby food.

Apparently she let out an unconscious whine, because Sirius began rubbing her knee.

"Aw it's okay Stelly belly, just let Papa have his dinner, and then he'll give you yours."

Overlooking the use of the nickname, she huffed and looked down in her high chair, angry at the both of them.

They just kept on talking and updating each other on their daily lives as if the girl didn't exist to them. Only minutes later when Sirius began clearing the table, did the two men begin paying her attention. Remus lifted her out of the chair, and placed her securely against his chest.

He began walking to the living room, and sat down on the couch with Stella.

This left Stella even more confused. Where was her food?

Sirius then appeared standing up in front of them, and Remus handed the young girl over to his husband.

He tickled her, "Your dinner's coming, my darling. Papa's getting ready to feed you now."

That's when Stella remembered the phone call from earlier, saw Remus take off his shirt, and finally realized.

Oh shit.

This man was going to actually breastfeed her.

She began squirming like a fish out of water in Sirius' arms. A lot of wild things had been forced upon her in the past 24 hours, but this, was most certainly the last straw.

Sirius began handing their baby back over to Remus with ease.

"Come here, my little girl. Papa's here, he knows how hungry you are."

No way in a million years was Stella going to drink milk from this man's nipples.

She’d quite literally rather starve.

She was suddenly pinned against his bare chest, but her mouth still pressed in a firm line. Stella refused to stoop this low.

"Open up, my flower. Please don't make this hard on me."

Hard on him? Hard on HIM?

Stella maintained her stubbornness as she could hear both men audibly sigh.

"Rem, maybe she just needs a little push."

"Sirius, no. We've discussed this. End of story."

Sirius let out a very dramatic sigh and left the room.

Remus talked low in Stella's ear, "Please eat your dinner, baby. You're making daddy and me sad."

Stella could not give two fucks. They both needed to accept that she wasn't doing this.

At that moment Sirius came back into the room holding something.

...a wooden stick?

"Pads, what are you doing?" Remus scolded.

Sirius ran his hands though his hair, "She's not eating, she's not sleeping, she's not pooping or peeing! She's scaring me, Remus. And I'm sorry, but I can't sit by and watch her hurt herself."

"Siriu-"

"Imperio," Sirius said calmly while pointing the wooden stick in his hands towards Stella.

And all of the sudden it was like magic. Stella's body no longer listened to her mind. She began immediately drinking from Remus' chest.

Slowly, at first. Suckling in and out, enjoying the flavor. The feeling brought the girl a great sense of comfort, as she got fed her dinner from her Papa's chest while she laid like a helpless baby in his arms.

Even under the illusion, Stella could agree the breast milk had tasted quite good. There had been a sweetness to it. Maybe it was the pacifier trance, but she could get used to nursing at Remus' side like this.

What the hell was she thinking? This was insane. Whatever the fuck Sirius did with that wand-looking-thing, had completely taken control of her body and even her thoughts! It was like magic. Or come to think of it...

...maybe it was.

I mean, that would explain the wand, the strange word he just chanted, the pacifier, and how she woke up this morning 7 times smaller in size.

These freaks were wizards!

She was sure of it. Where even was she right now? Had they used magic to transport her here overnight, without anyone noticing or intervening?

Stella needed to keep her mind sharp like this. No more of that pacifier, which rendered her useless and dumb.

Sooner than she thought, she had drained all the milk out of Remus' chest. He looked down at his baby admiringly, while he shifted her to his other nipple so she could eat some more.

But in the midst of the maneuver, she was able to catch the very noticeable glare Remus was sending towards Sirius. This was definitely going to be a fight between the two.

Good. Stella thought, she hated Sirius for doing that to her. Making her do the one thing, above all else, she did not want to do. And it seems as though Remus was on her side.

"Have some more, baby. I don't want you going to bed hungry."

He didn't have to tell her twice, as Stella began repeating the same motion. Drinking more and more of the sweet milk. How did it taste so good?

At this point, Stella couldn't tell where the magic ended and her own craving for the breastmilk began.

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After Stella's dinner, Remus placed her in her bouncer in the living room. It was too late for a nap, and too early for bed. Remus and Sirius remained in the kitchen.

Arguing.

"I never want you doing that to my daughter ever again."

"Our daughte-"

"I thought we agreed on how we feel about magic. She's not ready for that!"

"She's not ready for anything clearly! All I did was give her a little push to get started. Now she'll probably give you an easier time when you feed her breakfast tomorrow."

"I wanted it to be real! I want her to ease herself into this because she wants to! Now she won't ever trust us. Did you even think about that, huh, Sirius? She's probably even more scared of us now, and she'll think we'll use magic on her to do whatever we want."

It got quiet in the kitchen.

Remus started again, "Shit, her paci."

Stella then saw him enter the living room, and walk towards her. He swiftly stuck the pacifier between the girl's lips, preventing her from listening in on their conversation, giving her the same understanding and attention span of a infant.

Meanie Papa.

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“I really don’t like it.”

Stella was sprawled out on the floor, being changed into her baby pajamas by Remus.

“You will honey, I promise. You just haven’t gotten used to it yet.”

Stella just grumbled. This was now the fifth time she had tried to change his mind about the crib.

Remus left the crotch of her onesie unbuttoned, “One last thing before Stella goes sleepy.”

He tugged down her diaper only to her knees, and then flipped her onto her stomach, leaving her bare bottom in the air.

He knew what he was about to do next, would absolutley not fly with Stella. To help with this, he would usually stick her pacifier in her mouth, leaving her mind foggy and compliant. However, he had to build back any amount of trust they might have had, before Sirius went and costed them of it.

“I won’t put your paci in, but I’m asking you to relax for me while I do this. Can you do that, baby?”

Stella thought about what he was saying, and while she was scared and still incredibly confused, she appreciated him asking for her consent.

Something his son-of-a-bitch husband was clearly never taught.

While this was the bare minimum, and she was still being forced to do many other things, Stella had to gain a tiny bit of respect towards Remus for giving her a choice.

So naturally, she obliged.

Remus smiled and got up to go fetch something from on of her nursery cabinets. When he came back, Stella could only hear something small and glass placed on the wood floor.

“This might feel a little chilly at first.”

Suddenly she could feel Remus’ finger by her asshole, rubbing a layer of lubricant around it. She tried extremely hard to stick to her word and not freak out. The one thing she was sure of, was that he definitely wouldn’t hurt her.

Stella heard a small beep from a machine of some sort, and the next thing she knew a stick was intruding between her buttcheeks.

Stella now understood it was a rectal thermometer. It didn’t go very far in to hurt, but it was definitely weird.

Another 10 seconds and it was over.

“There’s my good girl. Thank you for listening to me.”

Stella hated that she felt somewhat proud by this. As if she was actually being acknowledged for braving through such a daunting task. As if he was actually her father who feels such an overwhelming love and joy for his daughter.

She smiled, and quickly stopped herself after realizing this.

Remus caught it though.

It was a small established moment of trust between the two of them.

He pulled her diaper fully back over her bum and closed the crotch straps of her onesie.

While Stella was expected to be lifted back up, Remus came down and blew raspberries on her belly instead. It was so unexpected, Stella didn’t even have to time to suppress any of her emotions.

So she let out an uncontrollable fit of giggles.

Which ensured the man that his future with his daughter would take time, but the two of them were destined to find their perfect rhythm.

He would make sure of it.

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Stella was awoken in the middle of the night.

Well, she had no concept of time but judging by the lack of light shining through her nursery curtains, she guessed it was a time she shouldn't have been awake yet.

"Stella, wake up honey."

It was Sirius' voice.

Ugh.

She grumbled rolling back over in her crib. It was so uncomfortable.

That didn't stop the man from picking her up, and holding her close to his chest.

Is he kidding?

He talked low in her ear, sensing that she wasn't fully awake yet.

"Daddy's very sorry about last night. He was up all night thinking about it, and he couldn’t go beddy-bye. It was wrong, and he shouldn't have done that to you. Daddy promises he'll let you adjust to everything on your own from now on."

Stella faltered. Based on everything she heard in the kitchen, she was not expecting an apology.

She cocked her head to look right at him.

"Are you and Remus wizards?"

He smiled, "You're a very smart girl for your age. You know that, Stelly?"

Stella knew this was his way of saying she was correct.

"Well anyway, Daddy just wanted to come in and tell you how yucky he was feeling for hurting his baby girl. He’ll never do anything like that again. And now it’s time for you to go back to sleep, my little darling."

Sirius reached for the crib to set her back down, but Stella found herself clutching to him. More importantly, not wanting to be in that awful crib. Even though she was still somewhat angry at him, his arms were definitely a better bet.

"Aww, does baby not wanna let go of Daddy?"

The girl let out a tired whine and nuzzled her head into the crook of his neck. This was the most comfortable she had been since she had arrived here.

"Daddy has to start getting ready for work... but I guess he can stay here with little Stella bella until she falls back asleep."

She knew she shouldn't have given him the wrong idea, but Stella found herself nodding.

Sirius made his way over with her in his arms, to the rocking chair across the room. He settled the two of them down, keeping Stella in the same position.

He rubbed her back and shushed her, putting his baby back to sleep.

The girl found herself thoroughly enjoying this, easing off all the stress that used to consume her, and came to the conclusion that not all moments between now and her escape had to be unenjoyable.

For now, she would let herself have this.