Hi! I was completely bored so I thought, why not put more pressure on myself and start a new fic? Anyway, here it is! In this fic Harry is 7 years old and being raised by Sirius and Remus. This will start before Harry moves in with them though. Non-slash. Please Review!

Disclaimer: I'm not JKR, therefore I do NOT own Harry Potter or any characters you see in this fic.

Sirius was lying in bed at 11 PM. It was a miracle he was still awake, he was so incredibly tired, but still couldn't fall asleep. He couldn't stop thinking about Peter bloody Pettigrew, the man who had practically killed James and Lily, the man who owed Sirius so much. Ever since he found out it was his old best friend who had sold James and Lily to Voldemort, he stayed up like this, beyond the point of tiring.

The phone rang downstairs. Sirius got out of bed, wondering who the hell would be calling at this time of night. He walked slowly through the empty hallway, silently hoping that the phone ringing wouldn't wake up a certain painting. Sirius hated living in this house. But it wasn't like he had anywhere else to go.

Sirius picked up the phone and held it too his ear. "Hello?"

"Sirius, this is Remus."

"What are you doing calling at this time of night?"

"I need to talk to you."

"What the bloody hell about?"

"Harry."

"Harry is fine. He's living with Lily's sister."

"Well, it turns out that Lily's sister isn't anything like Lily."

"How so?"

"She was arrested by the muggle police for mistreating Harry."

Sirius stood still in shock. Harry had been suffering in the house that Dumbledore had so carefully chosen? Mind you, he had simply dumped Harry on their doorstep, but still. It took a lot of effort for Sirius to reply, and even then all he could get out was a simple "oh".

"Yes, oh, Padfoot."

"Sorry… I'm just in shock."

"So was I when I found out."

"So… Where is Harry now?"

"At a muggle police station near Privet Drive."

"Poor Harry."

"Yes. Anyway, Harry needs a new guardian. Dumbledore asked me to look after him, but I wasn't entirely sure I would be the best option."

Sirius rolled his eyes. Remus could be so dramatic.

"And?"

"Eventually, Dumbledore convinced me, when he let me know that I could ask someone else to raise Harry with me. Of course, I suggested you."

"And Dumbledore agreed?"

"Of course. So, do you accept the offer?"

Sirius smiled. "Of course!"

"Great! We pick up Harry tomorrow at 10 AM."

"I'll be there!"

"Great! Goodbye, Padfoot."

"Goodbye, Moony!"

Sirius put the phone down, amazed. He was going to help raise Harry! A real child! But as well as happiness, he felt anger course though his veins. Who would mistreat small, cute, well-behaved Harry? Not anyone in their right mind, that's for sure.

Sirius walked back downstairs to his bedroom. He got into bed and fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.