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Chapter 2

Diagon Alley

The next morning, Harry had barely woken up when he got struck in the head by a pillow.

"What the hell?" he cried, grabbing his glasses. He looked around his room and spotted Sirius grinning and holding a pillow.

"Sirius! You know, you've done that almost every morning this week, except yesterday you and Remus drenched me in ice cold water," Harry groaned and glared at his godfather.

"You're the one who wanted to go to Diagon Alley today," Sirius shrugged.

"I didn't mean first thing in the morning, you git," Harry answered still glaring deeply at Sirius. Sirius shrugged again.

"If you two are finished, breakfast is ready," Remus spoke standing in the doorway.

"Can you two possibly let me wake up on my own for once?" Harry slowly got out of his bed to get dressed.

"Come down for breakfast. After, Harry you'll have a shower then we can go," Remus sighed and went downstairs. Sirius threw the pillow at Harry, smirked, then turned and closed the door. Harry scowled and threw the pillow at the closed door.

But of course, there are always the times I wished I lived alone, Harry sighed and got dressed.

After about ten minutes, Harry slowly walked down the stairs and joined his godfathers. Just as he sat down and was about to eat, Remus spoke.

"Did you brush your teeth?" he smiled. Harry put his fork down and went back upstairs. "That's what I thought," Harry rolled his eyes. A few minutes later Harry came back down and began eating.

"Harry, is something wrong? You seem stressed or something," Sirius asked, looking at his godson who was acting different.

Sirius was right thought. Harry was sort of in a bad mood, but he wasn't absolutely sure why.

"I don't know. I'm in a bad mood but I don't know why. Maybe it's because we're getting three new teachers and because I don't want them to be like our previous bloody Defence teachers. Bloody gits," Harry muttered picking at his food.

"Harry," Remus scolded.

"Well, one had Voldemort coming out the back of his head, and the other got his memory erased. Even you can see the problem there," Harry told Remus who raised an eyebrow.

"What are the new positions?" Sirius asked even though he and Remus knew because they were two of the new professors. They hadn't told Harry because they wanted to surprise him. Remus was the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher and Sirius was the Astronomy professor.

"Uh...Defence, Astronomy, and...Care of Magical Creatures. I'd rather there are a new Potions or History of Magic professor though," Harry answered, going quieter at the end.

"Harry," Remus scolded again.

"Sorry, Remus," Harry apologized, knowing it was because of how he was speaking of his professors. "The new professors better not be gits like the others were. Like always though, the Defence teacher probably will be a git. They seem to always take the job," Harry added. Remus wanted to scold the boy again but had a feeling it wouldn't do anything.

"Go have a shower, Harry. Then we can go get your supplies," Remus stated and Harry went upstairs again. "Should we tell him that we're two of the new professors?" Remus asked Sirius when Harry left.

"No. Let's make him have a good first day back and make him see that the new professors aren't gits," Sirius grinned.

"Comforting. You need to work on that, Padfoot," Remus shook his head. Then Harry came down the stairs, his hands pressing his hair down.

"Harry, I don't even know why you're trying to press your hair down. It's never going to lie flat, sorry to burst your bubble," Sirius told him.

"He's right. Come on, time to go," Remus agreed and they walked to the fireplace.

"We have to Floo? I've had a bad experience with Floo," Harry complained.

"How do you suppose we get to Diagon Alley then? You can't Apparate and you are not flying," Sirius replied looking at Harry as he sighed.

"Fine. Give me the stupid Floo Powder," Harry walked into the fireplace, and took a handful of the powder Remus was holding out to him. "Diagon Alley," Harry disappeared.

Damn. I didn't take my glasses off. I better remember the spell Hermione has used on my glasses, Harry thought.

Just then everything stopped and he climbed out of the fireplace, dusting himself off.

"At least I made it to Diagon Alley this time," Harry mumbled. He took his glasses off to see there was a big crack in them. He groaned. He put them back on, not remembering the spell, and turned to see Sirius and Remus climbing out of the fire.

"You made it," Sirius smirked as Remus fixed Harry's glasses.

"Bugger off, Padfoot," Harry slapped him playfully.

"Harry, Sirius and I are going to go get your books and potions ingredients. You go get your robes and anything else you need. We'll meet at the Ice Cream Parlour," Remus explained and they parted.

Harry immediately walked to Madam Malkin's Robes For All Occasions.

"Hello, Mr. Potter. I'll be right with you," Madam Malkin greeted and walked over to him. About fifteen minutes later, Harry walked out of the store holding his new robes. Next he went to the store to buy more ink and a new quill. After, he didn't know what else he need that Sirius and Remus weren't getting for him, so he went to Eelops Owl Emporium to buy more treats for Hedwig. He decided he still had time so he went to Quality Quidditch Supplies, his favourite store in all of Diagon Alley.

When he got to the store, he saw something new in the front window.

"Wow! It's a Firebolt!" Harry exclaimed when he saw the broom. "It's probably really expensive. Oh well, my broom is perfectly fine. I should get to the Ice Cream Parlour," Harry reluctantly walked away and to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour.

When the Parlour came into view, Harry saw that no one was there and he sat to wait for his godfathers.

"Potter!" a cold voice called behind Harry.

"I do not want to deal with this right now," Harry groaned, turning to see Draco Malfoy walking towards him.

"What are you doing here alone? Did Black and Lupin kick you out?" Malfoy sneered.

"No. What do you want Malfoy?" Harry asked casually.

"I don't understand why you like them. A half-breed and a blood traitor," Malfoy sighed. Harry hated it when people spoke about his guardians the way Malfoy just had. When people did, he always got worked up.

"Take that back," Harry said through gritted teeth, putting a hand on his wand.

"Now why would I do that when it's true?" Malfoy shook his head. Harry stood up pointing his wand at Malfoy who reacted the same way.

"Take it back!" Harry cried angrily.

"Why? You know it's true. You're just not a pure wizard. You're a disgrace. Friends with blood traitors, half-breeds, and mudbloods," Malfoy stated.

Just as Harry was going to send a curse at Malfoy, Harry's name got called.

"Harry. Harry, what are you doing?" they heard Sirius call as he and Remus came up behind him.

"See you at school, Potter," Malfoy turned and stalked off. Harry lowered his wand and slowly turned around to face his godfathers. They both looked angry and had their arms crossed, showing Harry that they were going to have a long talk with him.

Without even being told, Harry sat down. Remus and Sirius crossed the table and sat across from Harry who was biting his lower lip, knowing he was in big trouble.

Harry, who had his gaze placed on the table, slowly raised it to look his guardians in the eyes.

"Remus, he..." Harry started but Remus cut him off, and Harry cringed slightly at his tone as it was rarely used.

"Harry, what in the world were you doing? You're underage, you can't do magic outside of school. You know that!" Remus stated angrily.

"I know, but Malfoy..." this time Sirius cut him off.

"Remus is right. You know better because we raised you better! No matter what Malfoy must have said, you shouldn't have taken your wand out to curse him! You're lucky we got here when we did. You know what can happen if you do magic!" Sirius said loudly.

"But Malfoy was..." he got cut off again which was starting to annoy him.

"Was probably being the same person he always has been and always will be! Harry, you know we hate to do this but you are in trouble now. I know we said Ron could come over on Sunday but after this, I'm afraid he can't come over," Remus replied, watching as Harry's mouth fell open.

"What? Remus...you...you can't. Sirius...please," Harry looked from Remus to Sirius.

"I'm sorry, Harry. But I'm with Remus on this one. We've told you many times to ignore Malfoy. I'm sorry. Ron can't come over on Sunday," Sirius answered nodding.

"This is so unfair! I'm never talking to you guys again! I hate you! I'm going home!" Harry yelled, stood up, and walked to the fireplace to Floo back home.

"You do know he's not going to talk to us for a while now, don't you?" Sirius looked at his friend when Harry had disappeared from sight.

"Yeah, I know. Come on, let's get home. Do you have Harry's birthday gift?" Remus sighed.

"Yeah, let's go," they both Apparated outside the house then went in.

Up in Harry's room, Harry was writing a letter to Ron telling him how he couldn't come over.

Ron,
I'm sorry but you can't come over on Sunday. I met Malfoy in Diagon Alley today. Well you know how he is, he began making fun of you, Hermione, Remus, and Sirius so it got me worked up and I took my wand out. Just as I was going to send a spell, Remus and Sirius came up behind me and I got in trouble for almost using magic. I'm really sorry, mate.
Harry.

He put the letter in an envelope, tied it to Hedwig's leg, and sent her on her way. Harry sighed and fell on his bed. He sat up and looked at his walls which were covered in pictures, then shifted his gaze to the picture on his nightstand. It was a picture of him, Remus, and Sirius. Remus and Sirius both had their arms around his twelve year old self, and Harry stood in between them smiling happily. Harry smiled to himself as all other memories of his life with Remus and Sirius came flooding back.

"Harry, dinner's ready!" he heard Remus call for him. Harry got up, opened his bedroom door, walked down the stairs, and sat at the kitchen table. Remus placed the food on the table and they began to eat, in silence. Remus and Sirius ate at normal speed while Harry hardly ate anything. After about five minutes, Remus and Sirius had finished eating and Harry had only taken two small bites.

"Harry, are you going to eat?" Sirius asked when Remus looked at him. Harry shook his head and went to his room.

"I've never seen him so upset and mad. Do you think he'll be all right?" Remus asked, watching Harry walk slowly up the stairs.

"He'll be fine. He just got mad," Sirius smiled slightly.

"You better be right, Padfoot," Remus sighed.