the_debt_of_time

Hours later, as July threatened to fade into August, Harry James Potter entered the
world and screamed his tiny head off until someone wrapped him up tightly in a small
blanket and placed him in Lily's arms.
He immediately fell silent as emerald eyes met their mirror image between mother
and son.
"I thought babies are born with blue eyes," Remus said.
"Magic," Lily whispered, an enamoured look on her face.
While Lily slept off her exhaustion, the Marauders took turns passing the infant
between themselves. Or at least, that had been the plan. So far, Sirius refused to relinquish
his hold on his godson, who was cradled in the crook of one arm, while his fingers toyed
with the mass of black hair on the baby's head.
"He'll figure out how to work with it," Remus said, chuckling in reference to the
hair. "Prongs somehow pulled Lily, though she could be under the Imperius Curse for all
we know."
Sirius smirked and shook his head. "Unlikely. He's not clever enough to be able to
cast one. Hopefully, the boy gets his mother's talent for spells."
"I can hear you, you know," a tired James groaned from a nearby chair.
Sirius laughed. "Well, that's good. For a second there I was worried Lily screamed
in your ears so loud that you'd gone deaf."
James pouted. "I still can't believe she kicked me out."
"It was only for twenty minutes," Remus said with a chuckle.
"You didn't miss much," Sirius said. "At least you'll still be able to look at your wife
and want to have sex with her. After seeing what I did today, I'm pretty sure my cock
shrivelled up and died. Ow!" He winced and looked over at James who was instantly at his
side, punching the arm that was not holding the baby. "Fuck. What was that for?"
"Don't swear in front of my baby," James hissed.
Sirius laughed quietly in reply. "You have a kid, Prongs."
The three wizards stood in silence staring down at the infant in Sirius's arms. In the
bed, Lily slept peacefully despite the snoring that was coming from Peter, who had passed
out in a nearby armchair.