||[Sep. 6th, 2004|08:07 pm]
Title: No Such Thing As Happily Ever After
Pairings/Characters: Sirius, Remus, Peter, Harry; minor Sirius/Remus
Summary: Remus learns that there's no such thing as happily ever after.
Author's Notes: I'm not actually sure if this counts as 'Marauder Era'...I always used to count the Marauder Era as up through Lily and James death, since that's when everything changed. Well, anyway...*shrugs* this includes baby!Harry, godfather!Sirius, traitor!Peter, and bitter!Remus (at the very end)
“Once upon a time -”
“That is so overused,” a voice cut in smoothly. “It should be original, like – ‘In a galaxy far, far, away...’”
The twenty-year-old werewolf lowered his book (Snow White) and shifted the bundle in his arms before glaring at his lover. “Thank you for your input, Sirius.” He remarked dryly, “and just for the record, your original opening was already used in Star Wars. Now, once upon a time -”
“What’s Star Wars?” Sirius interjected again in interest.
“It’s a muggle thing!” Remus snapped as Harry played with his watch. “Now, Padfoot, listen carefully – you volunteered us for babysitting duty, not me! So bugger off and let me finish the story and get him to sleep, or tell it yourself!”
Sirius – in a rare moment that showed his true Black genes – sneered. “You’re on, Moony! Wormtail and I will show you how to really tell a fairy tale, won’t we, Wormtail?” Sirius said enthusiastically as he stood up. At the lack of response from the fourth Marauder, he looked over at the young man sitting in the corner. “Wormtail?”
Peter shifted uncomfortably. “I’m sure Harry would appreciate the story much more if you did it yourself, Sirius – he doesn’t seem to like me very much.”
As though the baby knew what Peter had said, he shot a glare in Peter’s direction before snuggling into Remus’ arms and turning his gaze towards his godfather, who was busy digging through his toychest. Sirius turned around with a cry of triumph. “Aha! I found them!”
Remus snorted. “Puppets, Sirius?”
Sirius shrugged. “Well, if Peter won’t help me...” he sighed dramatically. “I shall just have to do it myself! Now, in a magical kingdom known as Godrics Hollow, a little boy was born – a very special little boy...his name was Harry.” Sirius flicked his wand and with a murmured word the baby puppet appeared out of thin air, earning a squeal of delight from Harry.
Peter blinked. “Is that it? It’s not very descriptive, is it?”
Remus snorted and Sirius scowled. “Of course not, you duffer! It’s only just begun! Now – this little boy had parents (‘Obviously...’ ‘Stuff it, Moony!’), two Uncles – Peter and Remus – and, of course, the most important figure in his life...his fairy godfather, Sirius.”
Remus burst into laughter and continued to laugh to such an extent that the little unruly haired child in his lap shot him a concerned look because there were tears running down his face. “F-fa-fairy godfather? I can see it now!” Remus calmed down a bit and whipped his wand out, pointing it in the air. “A six inch version of you with wings, a tutu, and a wand with a star on the end!”
The image appeared – tutu and all – and Peter burst into laughter as well. Harry – not understanding what was so interesting – amused himself by crawling off Remus' lap and following fairy-Sirius around, trying to hit him with his teddy bear. This only made Remus and Peter laugh harder, and made Sirius look extremely offended. “See if I ever sleep with you again, Remus! Eraso!”
Peter turned green at the mention of Sirius and Remus’ relationship, and a sharp cry pierced the air as fairy-Sirius disappeared. Remus glared as Sirius. “Harry liked his fairy godfather! Appearo!”
Fairy-Sirius reappeared, floating around the room, and the crying stopped immediately as Harry once again tried to hit his fairy godfather with the teddy bear. Sirius sighed and Remus smirked. “Don’t stop, Sirius – it was just getting good.”
Sirius sighed and walked over to the bookshelf. Grabbing a book, he tossed it to Remus. “Just read him this...”
“Sirius...I would love to, really...but...” Remus trailed off, giving Sirius an odd look.
Sirius growled as he swooped down to pick Harry off the floor, shooting a very hateful glance at his six-inch counterpart. “What’s wrong with the book I gave you?”
“Sirius, it’s The Completely Illustrated Wizards Kama Sutra...something tells me Harry wouldn’t appreciate it very much – or that Lily and James would be happy with us reading it to him.” Remus said with a straight face.
Sirius’ jaw fell open and he blinked. “I meant to grab Cinderella...why is that in Harry’s room?”
Peter blinked. “Maybe James and Lily are having...problems...and...maybe one is hiding it from the other...”
Sirius snorted. “Well, maybe we should read it to Harry – you know, prepare him.”
Remus shot Sirius a reproachful look. “I don’t think -”
“Oh, really, Moony – it’s not like Harry would actually remember it, would you?” Sirius said, directing his speech to his godson as he tickled him mercilessly. The little boy giggled and Sirius smiled as he placed Harry in his crib. Grabbing the book from Remus he flipped it open and leaned next against the crib.
Harry blinked his large green eyes and crawled across the crib to the side Sirius stood on, trying to get close to his godfather. He was not happy at finding himself caged in. As a cry pierced the air, Remus growled. “Sirius Black! If you had let me finish before he would be asleep! Now MOVE!”
Sirius obeyed without thought, totally engrossed in the book. “Moony...dear Merlin...is that physically possible?”
The tawny-haired man rolled his eyes and moved to the bookshelf, plucking Cinderella off the bookshelf. The girl in the front looked up from her place next to the fire. “You can so be my prince charming!”
Remus blinked at the cover as Sirius continued to flip through his book, sniggering at the pictures. Peter suddenly went pale and clutched his arm. “I...um...I need to leave, I just remembered I have work tonight. I’ll see you two later, then.”
The two looked up as Peter tore from the room, and Sirius blinked. “It’s ten at night...he’s just going to work now?”
Remus shrugged and opened to book and began to speak to the now drowsy-eyed child in the crib. “Once upon a time -”
“ – they lived happily ever after.”
The words were barely a whisper, but they conveyed the emotions running through the young werewolf’s mind as he surveyed the wreckage of what had once been Godrics Hollow. He blinked before slowly moving forward, surveying the damage, trying to see if there was anything to salvage – anything at all.
Truthfully, Remus did not know why the words that had ended Harry’s Cinderella story had jumped to his mind when he had arrived at Godrics Hollow, (unknowingly) only minutes after one Rubeus Hagrid had left with Harry. He swallowed as he thought that only two nights earlier he had been arguing with Sirius over whether to read Harry Cinderella or the Kama Sutra.
Sirius. The name that had once made Remus’ heart flutter had a new affect on him – it brought out the wolf, made him want to kill the sorry bastard and tear him to shreds. That filthy traitor – he’d betrayed Lily and James! The man had turned over his own godson to Voldemort!
As he surveyed what he could tell had once been Harry’s room – the butchered crib was a dead giveaway – a book caught his eye. Cinderella lay, untouched, next to the ruins of the crib. Sighing, he leaned down a picked it up, ignoring the suggestive looks Cinderella shot him. He stared at it for a few moments, lost in his thoughts, before promptly tossing the book into the few flames that remained, eating away at the toychest.
Ignoring Cinderella’s anguished cries as she burned, he walked away from the ruins of Godric Hollow, one thought flew through his mind.
There was no such thing as happily ever after.
Just for the record, as it said, Remus made it there just after Hagrid left with Harry, so he's under the impression Harry died with his parents...just go with it ;_;'