Like I always say, nothing is mine.

Trying a multiple chapters fic this time. Hope everything works out fine.

A staring match- between Sirius Black and Dumbledore's latest missive that had been delivered to the kitchen of Number 12 Grimmauld Place by Fawkes. Ever since he had stepped into the kitchen, the sight had not changed- and that was fifteen minutes ago. Finally Sirius put the letter down and declared after much deliberation- "Dumbledore's lost his marbles."

"Why? Did he suggest that you should consider cross dressing the next time you wish to leave the house?"

Sirius growled. "Not everything is about me, Remus."

"Really? Till last night I would have thought otherwise," smirked Remus.

"Why are you so chipper?"

"Got a job," Remus grinned.

"What! And you've been keeping quiet about it! When were you going to tell me?"

"I just did."

"Details, Moony, details."

"Its that muggle bookstore we walked by the other day. They are offering flexible hours too."

"Its nearby, which means you'll be staying here. Good, I need it," sighed Sirius in relief.

Remus raised an eyebrow in silent query.

"The Weasleys are coming to stay!" blurted out Sirius, waving Dumbledore's letter about which Remus had temporarily forgotten.

Remus could not understand Sirius's reaction. He thought Sirius would be happier if he had company. So he simply looked at his friend for an explanation.

"Its going to be a disaster," Sirius claimed looking irritated.

Remus frowned. "I don't see how…"

"Have you seen this place? It's a mess. I gave it to Dumbledore to use as the Order Headquarters because it was practical. I did not bargain to have this place turned into Hotel Black Delight!" snapped Sirius.

"Hotel Black Delight? Really Sirius, is that the best you can come up with?" sniggered Remus.

"Cut it Remus. I don't want to play host to Molly Weasley and her brood. Moreover she doesn't like us either. Whenever she looks at us all she sees are a mad mass murderer and a werewolf. With those preconceived notions, staying together in this hovel is going to be a nightmare."

"You worry too much Sirius. She won't be staying alone. Arthur and the kids will be here too. Those kids are a good bunch," soothed Remus.

"I don't know any of them," muttered Sirius.

"You know Ron," reasoned Remus.

"Only Ron," grumbled Sirius.

"Its more than enough for a start. You'll get to know the rest of them too."

"You taught them, didn't you. What are they like?" asked Sirius.

"They are a rather diverse bunch," smiled Remus. "Percy is hardworking, dedicated and has an affinity towards rules."

"An over achiever," smirked Sirius. "There is always one in every family."

"Fred and George on the other hand," continued Remus "are wonderful pranksters. They are terribly sharp and innovative."

"Did they prank you," interrupted Sirius.

"I'm not a Marauder for nothing Padfoot," smirked Remus.

"Good! I was beginning to worry that you were growing old," grinned Sirius. "So the twins are mini- us. Now that might be fun. That leaves us with Ron and the little girl."

"Let me warn you, call Ginny a little girl in front of her and you will surely regret it," cautioned Remus.

"Why? Don't tell me she is Molly Weasley junior."

"Three words dear Padfoot, Bat Bogey Hex."

"You taught her that!" gasped Sirius.

"Yes, and she is rather proficient at it," replied Remus cheerfully. "I witnessed her using it on the twins. The results were delightful."

"Why Moony, I'm surprised you used your student to do your dirty work."

"Well, you see being a teacher does restrict certain urges and I just had to find an outlet," grinned Remus. "Look we'll be fine. They are good people and you'll enjoy the company too."

"Right, if you say so. I'm off to feed Buckbeak. You are more than welcome to play host when they arrive-" a shrill door bell followed by inhuman screeches interrupted Sirius "- now."

Sirius gave Remus a short wave and mouthed good luck before disapparating with a crack.