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Bitten Chapter 2 [Harry Potter]
Title: Bitten Chap. 2
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing: Remus/Sirius, James/Lily
Summary: Remus has bitten a baby girl, and now Sirius and Remus must adopt her.
AN: A continuation of a story I didn't know I would be continuing until I did. Sorry that these chapters are so... short, but since this is also written for hh_writersblock, I can't spend more than a half hour!
Word Count: 796
Chapter Two
Sirius was nearly as fussy as the baby. "She's been crying ever since you brought her home. Is she... is this some sort of... transition?"
Remus glared at Sirius over the squalling baby's tiny shoulder. "Excuse me?"
"To a werewolf, I mean."
"What have you been reading?"
"Nothing!" Sirius flapped his arms.
"She's crying because she is a baby and babies cry, Sirius."
"Harry doesn't cry this much."
"Yes, well, Harry hasn't been taken from his family and dropped in with some strangers--"
"So this is a werewolf thing!" Sirius spun and pointed at Remus.
"You are a moron," Remus replied quietly, "But I'm not going to fight with you while Elise in the room."
"Elise?" Sirius's face seemed to fall.
"It's her name."
"How do you know?"
"I know," Remus answered.
Sirius turned and left.
It was the first of a series of arguments. Sirius could tell that Remus was stressed, on edge. He wouldn't tell Sirius where the name "Elise" had come from, wouldn't let Sirius change a diaper, wouldn't let Sirius do much of anything. Elise was crying all the time, and Remus was the one up all hours with Mother Mabell's Magic for New Mums, trying to brew a proper formula, though they both knew Remus had never been any good at potions. Sirius, unable to do much besides worry and pace, peered carefully out from behind door frames lest Remus yell at him, got no rest either.
Finally, Sirius decided to discharge the coming explosion. He couldn't take it any more. Regardless of why Remus thought Elise was upset, Remus-brewed formula simply could not be helping.
Sirius got up at one in the morning, just after Remus had fallen asleep, but before the baby started her nightly screaming ritual. He went to the kitchen and pulled down a cauldron, then opened a cupboard. The proper ingredients were all here, at least. Sirius opened the book to the proper page and began adding ingredients, one-by-one, over an open flame. When Elise began screaming, almost like clockwork at two in the morning, Remus came crashing in, cursing and grumbling. He was too sleepy to even snap at Sirius when Sirius handed Remus a glass bottle, begged from James and Lils, filled with warm white potion. When Remus pushed the nipple into Elise's mouth, the baby settled down immediately.
"What did you put in this?" Remus, suddenly awake, snapped at Sirius.
"Oh," Sirius flipped back to the proper page, "Water, of course, mooncalf milk, dragon's milk whey, coconut oil-- all the stuff in your book. Dragon's milk whey must have been a pretty penny, eh?"
"Yeah," Remus answered blandly.
Siruis laughed. "It'd be cheaper just to pay Lily to breastfeed."
Remus even cracked a smile at that, but what he said was, "Thanks for making the milk." All the energy to fight seemed to have left him.
'Remus," Sirius hedged, "You aren't trying to do this all on your own, are you?" Sirius, of course, already knew the answer. "Because, right now, I'm feeling left out of my own family. I'd prefer to make milk potions before bedtime, but if I have to sneak around in the middle of the night to do it, I'll do that too."
"She's my responsibility," Remus mumbled.
"For Merlin's sake," Sirius sighed, "I want to help. How come we never do what I want?" Sirius purposely made his voice sound whinging, everyone accused him of being a whinging brat anyway, and he rather enjoyed playing it up. Made the insults powerful, anyway.
"We always do what you want," Remus answered, but that peculiar quirk was back in his lip that meant he just might be returning to a good humour.
"Then how come this time we can't also do what I want?" Sirius blinked in an over-demonstrative and over-the-top fashion, pleading, trying to bat his lashes and to puppy-dog-eyes simultaneously.
Remus outright laughed, and then he shifted Elise over to Sirius. Sirius smiled briefly, but Remus was quick. "You want to take care of her? She needs her nappie changed."
"But, I meant--"
"Goodnight, I'm going back to bed."
"I have to work tomorrow. Remus!"
Remus waved behind himself as he headed towards the bedroom. "This was what you wanted, Sirius. Also, don't forget to burp her when she finishes the bottle."
"Mooooony."
"Padfooooot," Remus mocked from the bedroom, and then the bedroom light blinked out.
"Shit," Sirius muttered.
"Don't curse at her," a voice answered from the bedroom.
"Fucking shit," Sirius said louder, but no one rescued him from the odious tasks at hand. "How come," he addressed Elise, "I always get teh honour of paternal responsibilities when you need a nappie change?"
"Burbabooo," Elise answered, green eyes gazing up at him in something akin to wonder.
"Yeah, I think so too."
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing: Remus/Sirius, James/Lily
Summary: Remus has bitten a baby girl, and now Sirius and Remus must adopt her.
AN: A continuation of a story I didn't know I would be continuing until I did. Sorry that these chapters are so... short, but since this is also written for hh_writersblock, I can't spend more than a half hour!
Word Count: 796
Chapter Two
Sirius was nearly as fussy as the baby. "She's been crying ever since you brought her home. Is she... is this some sort of... transition?"
Remus glared at Sirius over the squalling baby's tiny shoulder. "Excuse me?"
"To a werewolf, I mean."
"What have you been reading?"
"Nothing!" Sirius flapped his arms.
"She's crying because she is a baby and babies cry, Sirius."
"Harry doesn't cry this much."
"Yes, well, Harry hasn't been taken from his family and dropped in with some strangers--"
"So this is a werewolf thing!" Sirius spun and pointed at Remus.
"You are a moron," Remus replied quietly, "But I'm not going to fight with you while Elise in the room."
"Elise?" Sirius's face seemed to fall.
"It's her name."
"How do you know?"
"I know," Remus answered.
Sirius turned and left.
It was the first of a series of arguments. Sirius could tell that Remus was stressed, on edge. He wouldn't tell Sirius where the name "Elise" had come from, wouldn't let Sirius change a diaper, wouldn't let Sirius do much of anything. Elise was crying all the time, and Remus was the one up all hours with Mother Mabell's Magic for New Mums, trying to brew a proper formula, though they both knew Remus had never been any good at potions. Sirius, unable to do much besides worry and pace, peered carefully out from behind door frames lest Remus yell at him, got no rest either.
Finally, Sirius decided to discharge the coming explosion. He couldn't take it any more. Regardless of why Remus thought Elise was upset, Remus-brewed formula simply could not be helping.
Sirius got up at one in the morning, just after Remus had fallen asleep, but before the baby started her nightly screaming ritual. He went to the kitchen and pulled down a cauldron, then opened a cupboard. The proper ingredients were all here, at least. Sirius opened the book to the proper page and began adding ingredients, one-by-one, over an open flame. When Elise began screaming, almost like clockwork at two in the morning, Remus came crashing in, cursing and grumbling. He was too sleepy to even snap at Sirius when Sirius handed Remus a glass bottle, begged from James and Lils, filled with warm white potion. When Remus pushed the nipple into Elise's mouth, the baby settled down immediately.
"What did you put in this?" Remus, suddenly awake, snapped at Sirius.
"Oh," Sirius flipped back to the proper page, "Water, of course, mooncalf milk, dragon's milk whey, coconut oil-- all the stuff in your book. Dragon's milk whey must have been a pretty penny, eh?"
"Yeah," Remus answered blandly.
Siruis laughed. "It'd be cheaper just to pay Lily to breastfeed."
Remus even cracked a smile at that, but what he said was, "Thanks for making the milk." All the energy to fight seemed to have left him.
'Remus," Sirius hedged, "You aren't trying to do this all on your own, are you?" Sirius, of course, already knew the answer. "Because, right now, I'm feeling left out of my own family. I'd prefer to make milk potions before bedtime, but if I have to sneak around in the middle of the night to do it, I'll do that too."
"She's my responsibility," Remus mumbled.
"For Merlin's sake," Sirius sighed, "I want to help. How come we never do what I want?" Sirius purposely made his voice sound whinging, everyone accused him of being a whinging brat anyway, and he rather enjoyed playing it up. Made the insults powerful, anyway.
"We always do what you want," Remus answered, but that peculiar quirk was back in his lip that meant he just might be returning to a good humour.
"Then how come this time we can't also do what I want?" Sirius blinked in an over-demonstrative and over-the-top fashion, pleading, trying to bat his lashes and to puppy-dog-eyes simultaneously.
Remus outright laughed, and then he shifted Elise over to Sirius. Sirius smiled briefly, but Remus was quick. "You want to take care of her? She needs her nappie changed."
"But, I meant--"
"Goodnight, I'm going back to bed."
"I have to work tomorrow. Remus!"
Remus waved behind himself as he headed towards the bedroom. "This was what you wanted, Sirius. Also, don't forget to burp her when she finishes the bottle."
"Mooooony."
"Padfooooot," Remus mocked from the bedroom, and then the bedroom light blinked out.
"Shit," Sirius muttered.
"Don't curse at her," a voice answered from the bedroom.
"Fucking shit," Sirius said louder, but no one rescued him from the odious tasks at hand. "How come," he addressed Elise, "I always get teh honour of paternal responsibilities when you need a nappie change?"
"Burbabooo," Elise answered, green eyes gazing up at him in something akin to wonder.
"Yeah, I think so too."