Well, here's the third part! It's pretty short, but I wasn't quite sure what else to add in here. I felt this was perfect enough as it was.

This is one of my oldest headcanons, and I truly hope I did it justice. Hope you guys like it; constructive criticism is always welcome!

Word count: 1054

(14/2/18)

"Wakey wakey Sunshines!" A loud voice rang in the room, making James Potter groan and pull the covers over his head, tightly. He didn't need to see to know who it was, shouting around at this obscene hour.

"Go away, Sirius," A sleep laden voice mumbled beside him, causing him to smile.

"Oh, well, look at that Pronglet, mummy and daddy don't want to see us," James could almost hear the pout in his voice, which distracted him from his words for a second. He shot up straight, however, when he heard a very familiar giggle.

Blinking rapidly, he blindly groped around for his glasses. As soon as he put them on, the first thing he noticed was the highly amused Sirius Black standing in the doorway, with Harry in his arms.

The second was that Lily, who had jerked up too, wasn't wearing anything. Something Sirius noticed immediately after him. James was eternally grateful that he had Harry with him because if he hadn't, then Merlin knew he would've done more than smirk lecherously at the two of them before turning away.

He heard Lily sigh beside him and turned to her with a sheepish look on his face.

"There's a reason his Animagus is a dog, James," Lily winked, "Chill."

It was times like this he thanked his stars that he found a woman like her.

Sirius' voice broke through his gratefulness, however, making him scowl.

"If you guys are decent, Pronglet and I have something for you."

"Well, better see what that's about then," Lily shrugged, before Accio-ing a shirt and a pair of shorts.

After a shout of 'come in', godfather and godson, looking remarkably similar with the identical smiles on their faces, entered the room.

"Had a lot of fun last night, did you?" Sirius, predictably, smirked.

"Oh, fu-"

"Plenty, Padfoot," Lily cut across James, knowing he was not the most cheerful when he was woken up in the morning, unlike Sirius and apparently Harry, who was gurgling happily at his godfather, "But you already knew that. So what're you here for?"

It was clearly visible that Sirius was restraining himself for the sake of Harry, and so instead of saying anything, he just waved his wand in the direction of the door.

"Harry and I," here he looked meaningfully at the boy in his arms, who nodded vigorously, "decided we would surprise you. So we made you breakfast!"

Just as he finished, a tray floated into the room and settled down onto the blanket between James and Lily. It was laden with fried bacon, scrambled eggs and toast, fresh fruits, grilled tomatoes, hash browns and cereal. Anyone would think it was a weird combination if they looked at it, but James knew that it was just a mix of all the things he and Lily loved.

Without even bothering to thank the man, he immediately grabbed the bowl of cut fruits and dug in. It was sprinkled with this spice that they would get from the Indian store down the lane, which was just the way he liked it.

Lily, on the other hand, was a little more in control. Though, that wasn't saying much.

"Sirius. I am officially in love with you," was the only thing she said before she speared strips of bacon onto her fork and dug in.

The man in question could only look on in amusement at the pair before him. It was no secret that they were messy eaters, though no one would expect it of them. James had the habit of eating really messily, with bits and pieces falling everywhere, while Lily had a tendency to overstuff her mouth, making it seem like she was seconds away from bursting.

Neither of them had what you call table manners. Which just made this all the more amusing for Sirius.

"Look, Pronglet, it seems like they like our food," Sirius tickled the small raven-haired boy under the chin, making him giggle.

"Pa'foo!" he suddenly cried out, making Sirius freeze.

"Wha-what did you say, Harry?" he turned to Harry with shock on his face, eyes blinking rapidly.

"Pa'foo," he giggled out, reaching out to pull at Sirius' hair.

Sirius blinked before slowly turning to look at James and Lily, who had comically stopped mid-breakfast with their mouths hanging open. He had to stop himself from wincing when he saw Lily's aforementioned habit of stuffing herself on full display, but he couldn't deny, even though his shock, how hilarious the two of them looked just then.

"Did-Did he just-?" James whispered, sausage forgotten.

"I think he did, James," Lily replied, just as shocked.

"Pa'foo!" Harry giggled again as if he had found a favorite word he didn't want to stop saying.

That seemed to break the two parents from their stupor. Sirius couldn't help the snicker that escaped him when he saw indignation growing on his best mate's face.

"Sirius Orion Black," he growled dangerously, moving to get out of the bed.

"Woah careful there, tiger. Don't forget you're pretty naked right now," Lily cautioned him with a hand on his chest.

"Nothing you or I haven't seen before, Lils," Sirius winked.

"I'm not even going to say anything to that, Sirius," Lily shook her head in fond exasperation.

"How is it," James started again, this time while safely ensconced in his blanket, "that my son's first word is your name?"

"It's clear, isn't it, Prongs? He just likes me more," Sirius sniggered, planting a kiss on Harry's messy hair.

"Oh no, you don't," James snapped, "You give him to me right now. That's it. I'm cutting you off."

"From Harry?" Sirius said incredulously, before turning to Harry with a mischievous look on his face, "Hey love, wanna go to daddy?"

Harry looked at him with his head cocked to one side before snuggling into his chest.

"There's your answer, Prongs," he gestured to Harry, loving the way James was getting redder by the second.

Before he could say anything, though, Sirius backed out of the room with a cheeky, "Enjoy your breakfast!"

As soon as he turned away, however, two overpowered Stinging Hexes hit him dead center on each of his lower cheeks, making him yelp in pain.

He should have known that James wouldn't have let him go just like that.

Written for

- The 40 Days Challenge; Write about breakfast in bed.-

-Insane house challenge; (character) James Potter

-365 Prompts Challenge; Canon Moment; Harry's first word

-Writing Club, character appreciation; (relationship) father

-Writing Club, count your buttons; (word) official

-Writing Club, Liza's Loves; Red stag- Write about James Potter