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for those who love Sirius. Dedicated to loyal reviewers and readers, special mention to serenityrose blackbanshee, and Imorena.

Epilogue

Many months had gone by. The 'Good Dog,' a trendy restaurant, was an overnight success. Camellia was the model for the waiting list for a reservation was a mile long. Sirius Black, one of the owners, was a gracious host and a celebrity. Molly and Kreacher, the chefs, were in many magazines.

The restaurant had one private room, never open to the public, whoever was the guest was served by the chefs every time. The restaurant smelled of eucalyptus, which the guests thought chic. The Malfoy had a table reserved for every Friday night for two years in advance. Only for Lucius and Narcissa, it seemed they didn't get along with the daughter-in-law.

The bartender was the biggest surprise, Ginny Weasley, who had quit her job after going away in an unauthorized leave and stayed gone for several weeks. She had acquired a wicked sense of humor, and had a signature drink, the Picker, a mean cocktail colored red. There were small bowls filled with salted roasted beetles brought from far away. Everyone liked them, "I got a taste for them, aren't they lovely?" The customers agreed and would laugh at the name, 'Rita's tastiest.'

Rita was also back; she was no longer an aggressive reporter and made sure to write excellent reviews about the "Good Dog." Cerberus did spot checks, always accompanied by Camellia. Thus, she was always afraid and screamed whenever she saw a small white dog. Her hair was stark white, color-varios wouldn't work on her hair.

Hermione just arrived, she was pregnant, very. Harry escorted her, along with Ron. They came in, and Sirius ran to them. "How is my favorite customer and mommy? How are mother and babies feeling today?" He kissed her a little too long.

"Not sure, my back is so achy, and I have been cramping," Hermione pouted, "I am ready for this pair to make their entrance. I am hungry, is he here already?"

"Aha, he is waiting for his favorite witch. Let's go." Sirius held her hand.

They went inside the private room, and many, to include Lucius, tried to peak.

Several of the Weasley, and a couple of her relatives waited, Cerberus stood up, "How are my godchildren?"

Harry and Ron mumbled, "Ours."

Cerberus smiled, "Fair, yours for now, mine forever, you take my place when I am not around. You are substitutes."

Who would argue with Cerberus? Though Ron asked, "Why did you say forever?"

Cerberus glared at Ron, his eyes glowing bright red. Ron lowered his eyes and said nothing else. Then Cerberus joked, "The Red makes good drinks, the Picker is a hit. I actually brought the Picker a pitcher. He liked the taste but said it was too cold." They all laughed.

"Red learned her lesson, she knows what happens to nasties," Cerberus winked, and the Weasley nodded; they loved the scary looking demon, they all did.

Sirius was nuzzling his wife's neck, he couldn't get enough of her. All was perfect until Hermione screamed, "Ouch," and, "that wasn't a cramp."

Everyone froze, "Princess, what is wrong?" Cerberus asked, looking concerned.

"It hurts terribly bad," Hermione cringed, "I guess those weren't cramps."

"Do something," Cerberus ordered a terrified Sirius.

"What? She needs to go to Mungo's," "

Sirius was scared, what if something terrible happened.

"No, human healing places are full of illness," Cerberus decided, Camellia agreed. And before anyone could blink, Cerberus had taken the mother to be and her husband away thru the frame.

Harry and Ron were crying, when Molly came in, they told her what happened.

"I think Cerberus stole them for good; he said the babies were his forever."

"Nonsense," Harry argued, but he wasn't so sure; neither were the others in the room.

The Godfather - Underhanded Decisions

Wherever they were, it was very nice, a large white room. A beautiful lady in white greeted them, Camellia licked her like she knew her. Cerberus spoke in an unknown language. He was carrying Hermione, who was crying, the contractions were too close. "I guess those early were no cramps," Hermione told Sirius.

"How early?" He knitted his eyebrows.

"Since lunch, it is bad."

"Darling, lunch was eight hours ago."

"I know, sorry, I didn't want to alarm you. It really hurts."

The lady touched Hermione's forehead, and she was out like a light. She floated Hermione inside another room. "Come," she invited Sirius and Cerberus.

"No, I'll stay here with my girl, I cannot do it." Cerberus sat down.

Sirius agreed with Cerberus and also sat, but the woman ordered them. "I need you two, right now." Booth stood in a hurry to follow her.

Hermione was laid on a clear table, and the lady in white uncovered her belly. Meanwhile, Sirius was making scared sounds, feeling sick; and Camellia joined, whining softly. Cerberus closed his eyes.

The woman passed her hand over Hermione, and one baby came out, the umbilical cord already tied, the little witch looked clean. "Take her," she ordered Sirius, who couldn't believe his eyes. He took the wriggling bundle away, Cerberus was peeking.

"Coward, come, you are needed." The lady called Cerberus.

Cerberus' eyes were fixed on the tiny witch, "Give me my godchild," he ordered Sirius. Camellia barked, agreeing.

Sirius saw the lady passing the hands over Hermione, again, so, he gave the baby up. The second baby, a little wizard landed right on the lady's hands. She gave the baby to Sirius, pointed her hands, and the babies were clean, dressed in soft tunics, and diapered, seemingly the afterbirth was out.

She kissed both babies' foreheads, and a round mark appeared where she kissed, then it went away. "They are under our protection." She said but didn't explain any further.

"You need to go, they shouldn't be here," the Lady woke Hermione up."But wait for a second," several people stood at the door.

The ones at the door screamed, "Sirius, Hermione," they exclaimed, "show as the babies, we can only look, for a second." They saw Remus, Tonks, and Fred. Sirius and Hermione showed them the babies. They made cooing sounds and were gone.

"Wow," Hermione and Sirius said grinning.

"Whose babies are they?" Hermione asked, not remembering a thing; right on queue, the twins started screaming.

Just like that, less than ten minutes later, they were back at home with the babies. Cerberus waited until Hermione fed them, once Andromeda showed her how. Then he went into the room to hold both of them. Camellia waited her turn, then he licked their faces gently. People could look but while he was there, nobody could touch the babies.

Later that night, both lay on the bed, looking at their babies, Teddy, had finally gone to bed. Andromeda, who had moved in with them a few months before, had bid all the guests goodnight.

"I still cannot get over, it is amazing, Andromeda says I don't have signs that I just had two babies, other than the milk. Where did we go?" Hermione wondered.

"No idea, but the lady knew Cerberus. He obeyed her. I think we were in what some call heaven," Sirius pondered. Then he looked to the side at a pair of cribs and sighed.

"Yes, our babies will be the biggest brats ever. Between my relatives, Molly, and Cerberus, we will be outnumbered and outclassed. Never mind Kreacher, who is currently interviewing Elf-nannies. He already has separate refrigerators for future baby meals." Hermione caressed the bald heads, no hint of hair color.

"Tomorrow, I will move my mother's portrait to their room," Sirius played with their feet. He was happier than he thought possible. He was madly in love with Hermione, and now, he had his babies and his big boy, Teddy. Andromeda allowed an adoption making all happy.

"What are we going to do with the cribs Cerberus brought?" Hermione wondered.

"Enjoy them, I guess. A little overboard, but not many people have to see them." Sirius looked at the cribs again, "Each must cost millions, all those gems, and made out ivory from an ancient elephant burial ground, inlaid with gems and precious metals. We can always sell them if we need to." Both laughed.

"Ginny asked if we would let her help with the babies. She is so changed. Now she sees old flames, but she is not in a hurry. She said she wants to make sure she does things right. Did you know that Cerberus made a confession? The Picker is his good friend. They set an illusion to scare the living lights out Ginny and then Rita. But there is a real Picker, it was the next step," Hermione chuckled.

"Yes and no, he kind of fibbed, he said when Rita came, they were actually within proximity of the real Picker. Cerberus dislikes Rita profoundly. Whatever, the Weasley are pleased with Ginny's change."

"How many babies can we have? We have many godfather and godmother hopefuls." Hermione answered, "Don't know, this was easy, we will see. I love you, daddy; you are my angel, you are that. I had many attractions, but you were the one. Now, here we are, with our babies, our Teddy, and with Camellia. Life is good."

Sirius was staring at the babies, "Oh, oh."

The babies were floating. Camellia floated with them, supervising.

"What is going on?" Hermione kneeled and took the boy and Sirius, the girl.

"Not sure, maybe they inherited my gifts." Sirius was shaking his head.

The Underhanded Godfather

In a white room, far away, Cerberus and the lady from earlier sat down, looking at a wall. On the wall, there was a 3D projection of the babies and Camellia on the bed..

"I could sit here for an eternity, much better than the underworld's job. They are my godchildren and my great-grandchild, she is a beauty."

"Thank me for it, you will always be able to see them at will, they have the mark you gave me. But you know they are no longer quite human, awful of you, I could get in trouble."

"I doubt it, you are too high up. You also took care of my baby's mommy, right?" Cerberus asked.

"I did, just like I did with her husband when you asked. They will be your family, well, forever."

When they saw the babies floating, they looked at each other.

"I hope you made sure they don't grow wings; they will need to be hidden if so," Cerberus was panicking.

The Lady grimaced, "I am not sure, maybe I forgot."

In Hermione and Sirius' room, there was a small crisis. Hermione was undressing the little witch, she still wore the incredibly soft tunic. She picked up the diapered baby, "How, it has to be from me. She has tiny wings, folded." Sirius told Hermione.

Hermione lay the baby gently on the bed, face down, on the baby's back, she had a small pair of snowy-white and gold wings. Sirius remembered, "When the lady kissed the babies, a round mark with an inscription appeared on their foreheads, and then it was gone. Something she did. Maybe it can be undone."

Both called at the same time, "Cerberus, come here." Not a peep. Camellia joined barking, calling her Papa, same result, nothing.

At the white room, Cerberus asked the lady, "Can it be undone?"

She shook her head.

"Oh," Cerberus said.

"Oh, is right." The lady answered.

The end-

A/N Cerberus is a Lord of the Underworld, bound to be underhanded. I wonder how will this handle this? Like a coward it seems. LOL