Warning: Just in case you haven't realised, this story will incude a SLASH pairing. (This won't happen until later in the story - I'm just giving you fair warning)


"How about America? I've always wanted to go there…" suggested Sirius, sinking into a dark velvet chair by the crackling fire. The library was the only room in 12 Grimmauld Place that he actually liked, which is why they were now using it to plan their new life in. Although Harry had been the one to suggest it, he'd been thinking along those lines himself for the past few weeks, as he found it hard to see his godson so unhappy.

Harry tilted his head to one side pensively. "Sounds good to me, have you got a particular place in mind?"

"Not really, but I think it should be somewhere small and out of the way, so no one can find us."

Harry wracked his brains for ideas, but came up with a blank, as he'd only heard of the famous big cities. From the look on Sirius' face, he wasn't faring much better. "Are there any maps or anything in this house?"

"KREACHER!" The wizened house elf appeared in front of Sirius and scowled. "Find a map of America". Immediately Kreacher bowed, and proceeded to search the rows of ancient dusty books, all the while complaining under his breath about his poor mistress and filthy half-bloods.

Sirius glared at the back of his head in disgust, and turned back to Harry. He desperately hoped that they would find somewhere they could completely disappear in. His godson had been through enough in his life, and he deserved to live peacefully and hopefully find some happiness for once. He'd long given up on his own chance of finding someone to love, but he was damned if he was going to let Harry stay alone and miserable too. With any luck, someone perfect would be waiting for him in America, and then he wouldn't have to worry about him so much.

He was pulled out of his thoughts by Kreacher clearing his throat and holding out a map. He grabbed hold of it, and grudgingly nodded his thanks to the house elf, who then promptly dis-apparated.

While Sirius spread it out the large oak desk in front of them, Harry performed a spell which removed all the towns with populations of over 4000. They then started to scour it for potential locations, occasionally reading out likely looking names and jotting them down.

After a while, Sirius started to get bored, and decided to wind up Harry instead by picking out the rudest names on the map. "Big Beaver?" he questioned, smirking.

"No."

He started to snicker. "Horneytown?"

"Definitely not!"

"NEW ERECTION! Please Harry we HAVE to go there!" By this point Sirius was struggling to reign in his laugher.

"You can't be serious"

"I AM Sirius"

Harry rolled his eyes. "Sometimes I wonder who the adult is here." He had forgotten how childish his godfather could be sometimes. When he caught sight of Sirius' pout, he sighed. "How about we chose randomly?" As much as he wanted to find the perfect town themselves, he knew that wouldn't happen with the mood his godfather was in. There was no way that he was going to end up in a town with a dodgy name that the Daily Prophet could have a field day with if they ended up being found.

"How?"

Harry quickly conjured a dart and passed it to him. "Throw this at the map, and we'll go wherever it lands."

Sirius crossed his fingers and whispered "Please land on Big Erection, please land on Big Erection." Harry folded his arms and glowered at him, so he chucked it haphazardly at the map.

Harry leaned over to see where their new home would be. "Well, it looks like we're going to Forks."

"What kind of a name is THAT?" Sirius grumbled


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