Sometimes I felt guilty. I spent twelve years in Azkaban, and Remus wasn't really allowed near Harry, stupid werewolf laws, and Harry barely know anything about his parent - his brave, prankster father and his beautiful (if I ever said that to James, I could say bye to my teeth) intelligent mother. The perfect - ish couple.
I walked down the stairs of the hell hole I currently find myself in, even though it has gotten brighter since Harry arrived. The Weasleys were in Diagon Alley - Harry haven given them money to buy them all stuff, even after an hour argument between the two of them.
Harry was always going to win. Stupid Molly.
"Hey Moony" I smiled at Remus as I sat down in the kitchen. Harry was upstairs, doing some holiday homework (Hermione was bugging him).
"Hey Padfoot" Remus replied, looking older than ever. I sighed and took a sip of my butterbeer.
"I feel guilty" I suddenly said.
"'bout?" asked Remus through a yawn.
"Harry. He only has one memory of his parents and that is them dying."
"I'm sure he has more, he just hasn't had time to access them yet" said Remus.
"I dunno" I muttered, hanging my head until I heard a weird noise.
It was humming. The song Lily and James created for Harry, it was the only thing that calmed him.
"Are you humming?" I asked Remus, who shook his head and he looked upstairs. To where Harry was sitting.
We both crept upstairs and peeked into the living room, to see Harry leaning over homework, humming.
"Harry?" I said and the boy jumped and stopped humming. He looked up.
"Yeah?" he asked me and watched as myself and Remus sat down.
"What you doing?" asked Remus.
"My homework" said Harry, looking confused.
"You were humming" I told him.
"Yeah, I hum a lot" he told me.
"What were you humming?" asked Remus. Harry blushed.
"I dunno," he muttered, "I always hummed it."
"Your parents created it for you" I said and he looked at me. Lily's eyes from James' face.
"My parents created a tune for me?"
"Yeah, it was the only thing that would calm you down at night, it's nice that you remember it."
"Yeah, help do you think you can tell me more about them?"
"Of course, I remember one time when James fell down in the snow and was boasting for a full month afterwards because he had made Lily laugh heard enough to fall in the snow herself..."
And the three of us sat there talking for hours, and when Hermione came home and discovered Harry hadn't done his homework, she wasn't that happy.
With Harry she was delighted. He had learned more about his parents.
With myself and Remus, my ears have yet to recover and I don't have werewolf hearing...