Hey guys! This is the second chapter of my fanfiction and I'd really appreciate some feedback. The next chapter should be longer and we'll finally get to meet Harry. Hope you enjoy :3

The first thing Sirius noticed as he stepped through the door onto a rugged door mat, was the decor or rather lack of it. The walls were grimy and the paint was peeling,

The once brown carpet was filled with dirt, dust and merlin knows what else, and a small writing desk was tucked away into an alcove. Despite how unkept it looked, the house gave off a warm and welcoming vibe making Sirius feel more comfortable than he had in years.

Remus led him down a narrow hall into one of three rooms where he found himself in a nicely decorated living room. The walls were a cream colour, and the carpet a beautiful steel grey. A painting of Hogwarts was hung on the far wall, along with several pictures of Lily, James and Harry. A plush brown couch was situated along one of the walls with a muggle television directly across from it. A leather arm chair was in the corner of the room next to a large oak book shelf.

Remus sat down in the leather arm chair leaving Sirius to sit on the couch. The two stared at each other awkwardly for a few seconds before Sirius finally broke the stony silence.

"I know you don't trust me moony, but I swear that I'm innocent, and I'm gonna prove it!" Sirius said. Remus eyed him warily. He wasn't sure if he wanted to hear a thing Sirius said, but decided to give him a few minutes of his time, besides, he did owe him that much and he seemed sincere enough.

"Alright, I'm listening" said Remus staring at Sirius, face devoid of emotion.

Sirius took an old rumpled news paper clipping out of the front pocket of his jumpsuit, unfolded it and turned it around so Remus could see the moving picture on the front. Remus scanned it carefully and frowned before glancing back up at Sirius.

"Why are you showing me this?" Remus asked. Rolling his eyes, Sirius pointed at a young red headed smiling boy who was standing with his family in the picture. His father had just won a family trip to Egypt.

"Tell me, what is that on the boys shoulder?" Sirius said. Studying the picture closely Remus gasped. He glanced between Sirius and the newspaper article several times before putting on a pair of old worn out reading glasses and once again stared at the picture.

"Recognise him?" Sirius said, sounding slightly smug. Remus gave a slight nod still staring disbelievingly at the picture.

"But, that's not possible" he said, confusion in his eyes.

"He died, everyone knows that. All they found was a..."

"Finger" Sirius finished nodding.

"Look at his front paw". Sirius leant back against the comfortable, yet worn out couch, and waited for Remus to come to terms with what was going on.

5 minutes later Remus looked up at Sirius, eyes suspiciously bright.

"Sirius, I'm so so sorry" his voice cracked slightly and he looked down.

"If I had known, I would've done anything in my power to help you. Can you forgive me"? He murmured looking down. Sirius smiled gently, he'd missed his friend dearly and finally felt hope that his life was getting back on track.

"Of course I forgive you Remus", he said. "The rat managed to out smart me, there was no way anyone would've believed that I was innocent with all the so called evidence that was against me".

"Do you still want to know what happened", he asked, a tight smile on his face. Remus nodded gently.

"Of course, but I think we're going to need some fire whiskey first.

Tippy!" Remus called.

"Master Remus called Tippy?" The little house elf asked. Remus smiled gently and asked for a tray of fire whiskey and two glasses. Tippy left and several seconds later the fire whiskey and glasses appeared on a small table by the wall. Sirius cracked a tiny smile.

"Merlin I love house elves". Remus chuckled slightly

"You've been saying that since second year" Remus said amused.

Sirius nodded his head in agreement before pouring himself a drink and getting comfortable on the couch.

"Well, as you probably figured out, it all started that Halloween night" Sirius sighed gently taking a large gulp of his drink, and began telling the tale of the worst night of his life.

20 minutes later, Remus knew everything and was currently on his third glass of fire whiskey deep in thought. He was very confused, happy but confused. He didn't understand why Dumbledore had done nothing to help Sirius when he obviously knew he was innocent. It was something he was going to have to talk to Sirius about later he realised and quickly put it to the back of his mind.

"What are we going to do then?" Remus murmured.

"Well, for starters, I need to become a free man. I won't be able to do anything with that kiss on sight order" Sirius muttered resentfully. Remus conceded his point.

"All right, so, a good lawyer then. And maybe talking to someone trustworthy in the ministry. Kingsley shacklebolt or Amelia bones maybe" he muttered mostly to himself.

Sirius nodded slightly.

"I was thinking we should get in touch with the Goblins. And Lily and James's old lawyer. Barnes was it?" Sirius said. Nodding gently Remus grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill off the bookshelf and quickly began writing a list of things they needed to do.

"I heard that Dumbledore asked you to teach defence against the dark arts at Hogwarts this year?" Sirius asked. Looking up from his writing Remus nodded and sighed.

"Yes, he did but I'm not sure if I should accept" he said, a small frown marring his features.

"Well, if you do accept, you'll be able to get close to Harry, Merlin knows he needs someone right now. Actually, do you know who he's living with?" Remus sighed and filled their glasses of fire whiskey up.

"Yes, but you're not going to like it".

"Just tell me already" Sirius growled.

Remus stared at him in silence for a few seconds before saying the words that Sirius dreaded most.

"He's with the Dursleys".