DISCLAIMER: They belong to JK Rowling. I'm just playing with the boys while
shes busy writing OTP.
This whole fic will be from Remus's point of view.
They took Sirius five days ago, for the trial. He had to stay in Azkaban for five days and then longer if hes convicted. But I know he won't be, because Dumbledore is the judge and You-PRONGS!- are back. I can't wait to see you. I will, in just a few minutes you know. Lily and Harry are coming with you, or so I'm told. There, you just walked in the door. Oh god. James. Prongs. You're back. Lily and Harry, too. Harry is beaming. They sit down, except you, you swoop down and wraps your arms tightly around me. I bask in the feeling of my best friend for a moment, and then you sit down. Right by me, of course. You'll be here until you're called to the Witness stand. I have to testify, too. Harry sits in your lap, and you looks as if you wants to cheer. Not only are you back, but your FOURTEEN year old son willingly sits in your lap. You should be father of the year. I'm sure your thinking that right now. I wonder, does that thing with our three eyes still work? Okay, technically, its six eyes. And eight if you count Your glasses. But I mean, can we still talk without talking? -Prongs?- /Moony?/ -It still works.- /I'd say so. If I doesn't I'm talking to myself and I thought Padfoot was the one who did that./ -He'll be free soon, won't he? He won't go back, Prongs. We can't let him go back. I won't let him go back to hell.- /Neither will I. Or Lily. Can you imagine what Lily would do? She would throw an absolute fit./ -I think her red headed temper passed down to Harry. He looks furious. Wonder why.oh my god..hes so skinny.I haven't seen him in six months, he was on a mission.Prongs.- My eyes are filling with tears. Harry is seething. Lily is shocked. You're just.I don't know. You look lost. Seeing Sirius so skinny and abused and.if you had seen him half of half this bad back in Hogwarts, you would have cuddled him for years. But now you just sit there looking helpless. I feel sick. I sit in the Witness stand and they begin. TBC
They took Sirius five days ago, for the trial. He had to stay in Azkaban for five days and then longer if hes convicted. But I know he won't be, because Dumbledore is the judge and You-PRONGS!- are back. I can't wait to see you. I will, in just a few minutes you know. Lily and Harry are coming with you, or so I'm told. There, you just walked in the door. Oh god. James. Prongs. You're back. Lily and Harry, too. Harry is beaming. They sit down, except you, you swoop down and wraps your arms tightly around me. I bask in the feeling of my best friend for a moment, and then you sit down. Right by me, of course. You'll be here until you're called to the Witness stand. I have to testify, too. Harry sits in your lap, and you looks as if you wants to cheer. Not only are you back, but your FOURTEEN year old son willingly sits in your lap. You should be father of the year. I'm sure your thinking that right now. I wonder, does that thing with our three eyes still work? Okay, technically, its six eyes. And eight if you count Your glasses. But I mean, can we still talk without talking? -Prongs?- /Moony?/ -It still works.- /I'd say so. If I doesn't I'm talking to myself and I thought Padfoot was the one who did that./ -He'll be free soon, won't he? He won't go back, Prongs. We can't let him go back. I won't let him go back to hell.- /Neither will I. Or Lily. Can you imagine what Lily would do? She would throw an absolute fit./ -I think her red headed temper passed down to Harry. He looks furious. Wonder why.oh my god..hes so skinny.I haven't seen him in six months, he was on a mission.Prongs.- My eyes are filling with tears. Harry is seething. Lily is shocked. You're just.I don't know. You look lost. Seeing Sirius so skinny and abused and.if you had seen him half of half this bad back in Hogwarts, you would have cuddled him for years. But now you just sit there looking helpless. I feel sick. I sit in the Witness stand and they begin. TBC