Chapter One

Harry sat in his room by the window, staring at a picture of him, Sirius, and Remus taken during his stay at the house of Black. He was still grieving over the loss of his god father, the memory of his death haunting his dreams over and over again. So many nights he would wake up drenched in sweat, having just seen Sirius fall into the veil, never to return again. A tear slid down Harry's face as he thought back on the fond memories with the three of them hanging out and taking life one day at a time.

(Flashback)

"Ahh, no!" Harry screamed as him and Remus ran down the hallway, being chased by Sirius who was throwing water balloons at them. Their squirt guns had run out of water, so Sirius started to chase them with water balloons, because they soaked him in the kitchen when they snuck up on him.

"I'm just getting you back!" Sirius screamed after them, laughing. Remus and Harry ducked into one of the bathrooms and Remus locked it with a spell so Sirius couldn't get in. They refilled their as fast as they could with Sirius pounding on the door screaming," that's not fair!" When they were done filling their squirt guns, Remus magically unlocked the door and they both stood back, hoping Sirius would take the bait. A second later, he did as they hoped and opened the door and jumped into the bathroom. They opened fire on him, while he was throwing the last of his water balloons and he tackled them both to the ground, all of the in a fit of laughter.

(End Flashback)

"Of course we'll never have times like those again," Harry said to himself. He hadn't seen Remus since that night, wondering how he was doing. He was probably taking all of this the hardest, having two of his best friends die and the other betray them. Just as Harry was thinking this, he heard a tapping at the window. He look over and saw his owl, Hedwig, at the window with a letter attached to her leg. He opened the window, untied the letter from her leg and gave her a treat while she went back to her cage. He looked at the letter and immediately recognized the fancy scrawl of Dumbledore's handwriting. It read:

Harry,

The Weasley family will be going to Headquarters to spend the rest of the summer holiday, so Arthur can be closer to work. I would assume that Ms. Granger will also be there, they will be arriving a week from tomorrow. I would imagine that you would want to see your friends and take a break from you relatives, so Remus will be there tomorrow at 2 o'clock to escort you.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Harry look at the letter in his hands, not knowing how to feel. He was happy at the fact that he would see his friends and get away from the Dursleys, but that also meant he would be going to Sirius house once again. He wasn't sur if he could face going back there yet, but he decided he needed to. Harry packed his things in his trunk so he wouldn't have to do it the next morning, also, he just couldn't get to sleep.

The next morning came quickly once Harry fell asleep. He told Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia about what was happening and they just said something about finally and to go make breakfast.

At precisely 2 o'clock, there was a knock a the door and Uncle Vernon answered it.

"You're on of those ruddy vacuum cleaner salesperson again, aren't you? Well go away, we don't want your rubbish," Uncle Vernon snapped at Remus Lupin, who was standing in the door way staring back at him calmly.

"Actually, I am here to pick up Harry," he responded just as calmly.

"Oh, you're one of them," Vernon sneered. "Boy, get down here, one fo you freaky friends are here!" he said with venom, not liking the fact that there were now two freaks in his house. Harry walked hesitantly down the stairs, trying last minute to get himself together before he saw Remus. As he walked into the view of Remus, they locked eyes. Harry looked at Remus and immediately knew for a fact that Remus was taking this very, very hard. His eyes were sunken and bloodshot and there were dark circles under his eyes, probably from lack of sleep. Remus' young face looked tired and weary and his shabby clothes hung loosely on his thin frame. Remus tried giving Harry a smile, but Harry saw right through it.

"Hello Harry," Remus said. Harry walked over to Remus and they hugged for a minute, knowing what the other was going through. "Let's go get you things."

They took everything from Harry's room to the living room, deciding to use a portkey. They stood in the center of the living room and both touched an old book, feeling a tug at their navel and were gone in an instant, arriving on the stairs of 12 Grimmauld Place.

"I know how hard it's been for you, you don't have to do this," Remus told Harry sadly, giving him a chance to reconsider.

"I know, but I need to," Harry replied. They stepped inside the house and every memory of Sirius came rushing back to him. The laughter, the sadness, and the terror hit Harry full force and a tear ran down his cheek. Harry wiped it away discreetly, hoping Remus hadn't seen it, but he did and was also trying to keep tears at bay. They both took Harry's things upstairs to one of the guest bedrooms which happened to be right next to Sirius' old bedroom.

"How about some tea?" Remus asked Harry, hopeful that this would give them a chance to talk.

"Sure," was all Harry said. They made their way down to the kitchen and Remus waved his wand and got water on the burner and two cups down from the cabinet. When the tea was finished, they sat on the couch in the living room and started to drink it.

"How are you dealing this Harry?" Remus asked with a concerned look on his face. "Truthfully," he added.

"Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night from a nightmare that just kept repeating that night. It's all my fault that he's dead, if I hadn't tried to be a hero, he would still be alive right now. It seems like I just found him and was actually happy for the first time in my life and all of a sudden he gets taken away like everybody else I care about. You better leave while you still you can Remus," Harry said, eyes starting to tear up.

"I'm not going anywhere Harry. I know what it feels like to be left alone and it is not a happy feeling. We're both alone Harry, except Ron and Hermione, but how about this, we'll be alone together," Remus replied.

"Okay," Harry said with a small smile.

"Okay," replied with a smile. "About those nightmares of yours, I've been having those also, but Harry, you cannot blame yourself. None of it was your fault."

"If I had just studied my Occulmency, then Voldemort would have never sent me that fake vision and Sirius would be here right now!" Harry cried out, tears running down his face. Remus didn't know how to convince Harry otherwise, so he just put his arm his shoulders and pulled him into a hug and let Harry cry, his own tears mixing with his best friend's godson. After a couple of minutes of crying and sniffling, Remus suggested that they go to bed.

"I don't even think I could sleep here if I tried. There are too many memories," Harry responded wearily.

"Here, turn around, I'll show you what my Dad and Mum used to do to get me to sleep when I had nightmare," Remus said. Harry turned around a little so that he was leaning against Remus with his back. Remus started stroking Harry's hair like his parents did when he was little.

"Close your eyes," Remus said. "You know, we also did this to you when you were a baby and you wouldn't go to sleep."

"Did it work?" Harry replied, getting sleepy.

"Very much," Remus replied and a few minutes later, Harry was fast asleep.