Alright so I will just say some things here so that it doesn't have to be reiterated later on. 1. This harry will swear quite a bit even at a young age the reason for this is that amongst people I know a lot of us were swearing at 11. That being said it will be used in the way I use it rather than the way a lot of my mates decide fuck is an acceptable replacement for every second word rather it will be used quite casually but no so much so that it becomes over abundant.
2: I don't really know what life was like in the 80s as I was born in 94 but I'm going to try to keep it close to right. I'll look some stuff up but really it's gonna be like my liver loose and a bit broken.
3. This will not be regular in either chapter length or in posting. I have ideas of how things will go as it will pretty much follow the books in a general sense but will vary a lot at the same time some chapters could be quite chunky and at the start I might be once a week but quite short as it's the establishing but later as I get into uni instead of smashing it out in one night I might work on it over a bit longer allowing for larger but later chapters.
4. No bloody pairings until at least 4th year and those may not be set in stone as I hate soul bonds and 11-year old's falling in love
Well that's pretty much it. Also if anyone can come up with a better title please let me know.
"So Australia Sirius?" Frank Longbottom stood in his dark dress robes outside the church in Godrics hollow. He and Sirius stood next to the fence surrounding the church both enjoying a cigarette the collars turned against the cold. People were filing out of the church still having paid their respects to the potters. It was a small event with only those who knew Lily and James personally having been invited. Anyone else was permitted to attend the ministry hosted memorial service. Just a few feet away from the two men Neville and Harry sat on the ground playing happily oblivious to the grief that even the weather was displaying. The sky was dark and grey despite it only being 1pm. The wind came from the north bitter and brisk, ruffling robes and tousling hair.
"Yea I know." Sirius exhaled a large cloud of smoke as he sighed. "It's not safe here for harry or me really. I fought and he killed Voldemort. Anyone who wasn't caught would like come after us. He is still going to go to Hogwarts but until then he needs to be away from all this."
"yea but why Australia? Why not France or America?" Frank asked before flicking out is wand to remove a clump of dirt from Neville's hand that was headed straight for his mouth. Sirius laughed before taking another drag.
"Well, France is still too close and a lot of the death eaters were the kind to have homes on the continent. As for America I refuse to live in a country that spells colour without a u" Frank laughed loudly at this gaining a few glares from other mourners however upon realising who it was that was laughing the expressions softened. "And Australia has next to no pureblood prejudice they had a muggleborn prime minister 80 years before us. It's safer and happier. Also the girls are hot and they love a drink" Sirius smirked at the last line while frank shook his head. A tall mousey haired man came walking over to them from the church. He held his hand out and frank threw him the packet of cigarettes. The man lit one and raised his solemn face to the sky.
"Fuck today hmm?" He sighed thin streams of smoke escaping his mouth and nostrils glancing across the scars
"Oi watch the language around the boys moony." Sirius admonished him smiling slightly at the language of the usually reserved werewolf. Remus' smile was bittersweet.
"I don't get how you two can even laugh on a day like today" His words were soft with only a trace of bitterness. Sirius pulled him into a hug while frank patted him on the back.
"we need to stay strong to help others. Also we have the boys to take care of and wouldn't do well for them to see us cry" frank said with a sad smile as he squashed the butt of his smoke with his boot. Remus broke from the hug his eyes red and glistening.
"How is harry doing?" He asked Sirius
"Go see for yourself" Remus walked over to the two boys the black haired one happily exclaiming MOOEY! When he saw Remus and laughing loudly as he was picked up and lifted into the air.
"He seems to be okay I suppose. The innocence of youth I guess. I'll be allowed to come see him in Australia right? And you of course." He asked Sirius a concerned expression on his face.
"Of course you will you twat. As often as you like. Christmas, Easter, his birthday, mine, yours and any other time. I mean they have summer around Christmas time there so it will be great. I'm gonna learn how to surf just so I can teach him." Sirius gave a broad smile at his godson who was happily playing with Remus' hair.
"A good attitude to have young mister black." Dumbledore came striding towards them stumbling slightly as Neville grabbed onto his robes. He chuckled softly as the others laughed. Frank picked up Neville rebuking him very slightly not to grab. "Oh he is quite alright mister Longbottom, of course it would have been embarrassing if rather than being defeated by Grindelwald or Voldemort I was instead vanquished at the hands of a 1-year-old grabbing my robes." His eyes twinkled as he looked at the two young boys. "I wonder if they get along so well due to the relationship of their parents, their possibility of fate and destiny or simply because they are just happy infants." He looked genuinely interested in his question before his thoughts were interrupted by Sirius.
"All of the arrangements have been sorted headmaster?" Sirius asked
"Yes my dear boy I spoke with the Australian minister for magic as well as the local representative of the area you will be moving to. They will happily welcome you and the need for extreme secrecy will not be needed as while people will have an idea of who harry potter is Voldemort was never a threat to them like he was to us. Of course that didn't stop them from assisting us." He smiled at the thought of how the Australians had assisted in the war. "You will be moving to a nice quiet area where there is a small but reasonable wizarding population as well as a sizeable muggle one. Of course they call them 'muggos'" He chuckled at that
"That's amazing professor. But you said the local representative, what does that mean?" Remus asked as he was placing harry back down with Neville both of whom began playing with Dumbledore's robes.
"Well the Australians have a system very similar to their and indeed our muggle governments. They elect an official to represent them in their version of the Wizengamot. Being they are a far younger nation they did not have any of the gentry that we possessed. Instead they have representatives for large populations and they form a government. It makes quite a good system actually. They even have parties that form the government in power." The others nodded in agreement. The Wizengamot was filled with individuals looking out for themselves rather than for the good of wizarding kind. If there was a chance they could be removed they would definitely be more in tune with the wizarding majority.
Sirius smiled brightly at the thought of getting away from the heavily pure-blooded parliament that ruled the British wizarding society. "So when are we set to leave?" he asked.
"2 days. I know it is short notice but I feel time is of the essence. I will of course set up an international mailing system for you to save the owls the flight. Frank, Remus I assume you would like to help him move?" His smile almost seemed to say that he knew something. The two men however simply nodded. At this Dumbledore clapped his hands together. "Excellent well if you would be so kind as to remove the children trying to climb my robe I think we can move on" Sirius and frank removed the climbing children who were clinging with a strength that they would discover was similar to that of a koala.
