So I realized I Never Finished this which was silly because I had most of it was typed up anyway, and I figured with the final movie coming out this week I ought to post something HP related and here it is, ten points to Gryffindor to who ever knows the reference I made in this bit! :)

"Oh N-" Remus began, but then the dog made contact with his chest and nailed him to the ground, sticking his landing perfectly. Air left Remus' lungs in a choking rush, as the gargantuan dog weighed down on him. The great canine gave him a slobbering lick then swiftly pushed off of his chest and continued to gallop around the house, bouncing the giggling baby all the way.

"Padfoot!" Remus got to his feet and chased after the dog. After lapping the first floor a few times Padfoot stopped, and bucked Harry off his back and he went tumbling into the air. Remus dived for the save and everything went into slow motion. Just before hitting the sofa cushions, he was able to snatch the baby out of flight. Time sped up again as Remus looked over the giggling baby for bruises. He sighed in relief finding no damage. He shifted from worried to angry, "PADFOOT!" The dog lumbered innocently around the corner.

"Change back this instant, I want to yell at you in person."

"What the hell were you thinking!"

"It was just a bit of fun, he's fine he had a good time!"

"Oh and what if it wasn't just some fun, what if he wasn't fine? Changing a diaper's one thing but you know what's going to happen if he gets hurt?"

"Life as we know it will end?"

"No, try again."

"James will be beating us to a pulp?"

"Close but I'm more concerned about Lily's wand work." Remus said forebodingly.

"Yeah," Sirius remembered, beginning to absent mindedly itch his head, "Remember the Blubber Lips Jinx she gave that shoe salesman when she was pregnant? That bloke still has a lisp." Sirius shivered.

"Yeah…yeah," Remus agreed, more transfixed on his friend scratching, "And for heaven's sake stop scratching!" He finally exploded, "So help me if this baby has fleas it is on your head!"

"He doesn't have fleas, and neither do I!"

Harry began to fuss and whimper.

"Aww, the baby doesn't like when Uncle Sirius and Aunt Remus fight."

"Why am I Aunt!"

"Well let's face it, Moony you are the one more effeminate of the two of us."

"Wizards with pounds of hair product shalt not cast the first spell," Remus retorted.

"This," Sirius pointed to his head, "Is completely natural!"

"Oh right I forgot the 2% natural fragrant in your giant tube of sleek-easy."

"That's James' you can check the bathroom."

"Yeah just like the dung bomb in third year was James, and my jumper shredded to pieces the year after!"

"You're still hung up about that; I'll buy you a new jumper!"

"I don't want a new jumper!" Remus now resembled a child throwing a tantrum.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to own up to something for once in your life!" Harry's whimpers escalated into screams and the men were pulled out of their very loud discussion.

"Let's just get him to bed," Remus finalized, "Lily said she sings to him right?"

"Great idea Moony you've got a lovely singing voice," Sirius smiled patting his friend on the back, about to take off.

"Where are you going? You're singing too," Remus grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

"I don't know what hell Lily sings to him."

"Well neither do I, so we're just going to have to figure something out," Remus reasoned resting the baby back into the crib.

"Alright, what about Crazy Castings?"

"By Sid Scylla? Sirius, that's an awful song."

"It's the only song I know all the lyrics to," Sirius shrugged.

"Lyrics that go 'Ohh I want to spank you like a hippogriff, you sexy witch?" Remus countered with deadpanned monotone.

"I would have had you bleeping the inappropriate material out, in the background," Sirius insisted, not seeing what was wrong with his plan whatsoever.

"How about a muggle song," Remus switched the conversation.

"I don't know any muggle songs."

"Maybe not all the lyrics, but you listen to my gramophone enough."

"Okay…"

"Just follow my lead," Remus waved him off, quickly setting Harry back into the crib, and standing up straight, "Boom…." He let out a low, round tone, looking expectantly to Sirius.

"Moony, what the Hell are you doing?" Sirius snapped.

"First I 'boom', then you 'boom', then me again, until we've got the rhythm."

"O….kay,"

"Boom,"

"Boom?"

"Boom,"

"Boom,"

"Boom,"

"Boom,"

"Boom,"

"Boom,"

"Boom," Remus the one count and the two sang in harmony.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom,"

"Boom,"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom."

"Boom,"

"Boom, Boom, boom, boom- Mister Sandman," they began softly, "Bring me a dream,"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom," Sirius mumbled in the background, keeping the tempo, "make her the cutest that I've ever seen,"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom,"

"Give her two lips like roses and clover, and tell her those lonesome nights are over-" their singing subsided momentarily to lean into the crib. Harry was not crying anymore, and the desired effect was taking place, as the baby's eyes drooped, and he was dozing into sleep. Remus softly hushed Sirius and beckoned him out of the room. Just as Sirius toed the threshold Harry stirred, and a whimpering cry broke the silence. But only for the moment

"Boom,"

"Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom,"

"Boom,"

"Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom,"

"Boom,"

"Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, boom,"

"Boom,"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom,"

"Mister Sandman,"

"Yes?" Sirius answered, in a comical Baritone.

"I'm so alone. Don't have nobody to call my own" At this point they subconsciously swaying in sync with the song.

"Please turn on your magic beam. Mister Sandman, bring me a dream,"

"Mister Sandman, someone to hold, would be so peachy before we get old,"

With more bravado then the first time, "So turn on your magic beam, Mister Sandman, Bring me, Please Please bring me-"

"Mr. Sandman Bring me a DREAM!"

So there should be one more installment of this story but I hope you enjoyed it!