Padfoot sat in the shade of a large oak tree in a park in the city of St Albans with his tail wagging happily. He'd tracked his godson to a large house in an exclusive section of the city. It had a rather high stone wall surrounding its garden along with some impressive wards. A slight warning tingle informed Padfoot when he'd reached the first wards and that he wasn't an invited guest. So he decided to wait. And now he was about to get his reward.
The sun was starting to set when he caught his first glimpse of his godson. Harry was walking with an attractive young witch of Indian descent. They were talking and laughing as they walked. Padfoot followed them to this park in a particular mix of joy and pain.
Harry's face and hair looked so much like James, except he had Lily's eyes and he was missing James's trademark glasses. Harry's build was much heavier than James. His shoulders were much broader and he looked much more muscular. It was painful to look at that face seeing the reflection of James but he rejoiced in the knowledge this was his pup!
Padfoot watched the barely teenagers stroll through the park. (Actually, Harry wasn't even a teenager yet Sirius realized. Not for another month!) He saw them playing on the swings and sitting on a bench together feeding a swan. He had a wide doggie grin when he noticed Harry's hand creep uncertainly to take the girl's hand and her shy smile in response.
Padfoot's tail was thumping on the ground as he watched the young couple. They'd stopped talking now and kept glancing at each other awkwardly.
"Come on, Harry!" Sirius wanted to yell. "Just do it! She wants you to!"
'Merlin, I hope James and Lily are watching this now," Sirius thought happily. 'I need to get a Pensieve. This will be worth a lot in blackmail!'
'Yes, yes, YES!' the animagus mentally howled as Harry cautiously leant over to kiss the pretty young witch on the cheek. They both pulled back with shy smiles while Harry turned beat red.
It was too much for Padfoot.
The large black dog ran out from under the tree straight for the teenagers. His barking laughter warned the pair just before he skidded to a stop at Harry's feet. Before they could move Padfoot was up on his hind legs and putting his forelegs on Harry's shoulders.
Then the long, wet, sloppy doggie kisses started. Padfoot ignored the boy's protests and attempts to push him away in his excitement. His little pup had his first kiss!
The girl's laughter caught Padfoot's attention. He paused in his licking of Harry's face to give her a long wet lick from chin to hairline. At her squeal of protest, Padfoot gave Harry one last lick before turning on his hind paws to dash off.
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Sirius knew Wormtail had never been caught after faking his own death. The little rat was always the best of the Marauders when it came to stealth. When they created the Map, Wormtail was the one able to find a way to access all of the really tough rooms like professors' private rooms. Moony was the brains working out the way to get the magic to work. Prongs was their captain, developing the ideas and tactics for their pranks. And Padfoot? Padfoot was the muscle or the one dumb enough to actually put the prank in place.
The Marauders always laughed that Padfoot with his entire family in Slytherin was almost Hufflepuff in his loyalty to the Marauders (particularly James) while Wormtail, with his family in Hufflepuff was the most Slytherin in his cunning and ambition. They had often laughed at this mirroring over drinks. In Fifth year they had actually started handing in their homework with their names as Peter Black and Sirius Pettigrew.
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