(I'm just knocking these out, aren't I?)
Remus sat on the ratty old couch. He was leaned over, his fingers twined in his hair.
"I- can't… I can't believe this…" Remus said, his voice slightly muffled to Dumbledore, who was sitting across from him.
"It's a shock to all of us, Remus. Nobody would ever suspect that Sirius would betray us." Dumbledore said, keeping calm.
"He couldn't… He wouldn't… James was his best friend!" Remus said. He had lost everything tonight. Everybody he had loved.
"Voldemort was a powerful wizard. He was capable of manipulating anybody." Dumbledore said. He put his hand on Remus's shoulder. He suddenly felt as naïve and stupid as he was when he was waiting to be sorted, looking to the old man for reassurance as he walked up. Why hadn't he seen the signs? Or stopped Sirius from leaving after he had given Hagrid his bike?
"Can… Can I see him? Sirius I mean?" Remus asked
Dumbledore pondered this for a moment. "I suppose something can be arranged, but are you sure you wish to go to Azkaban? It appears that Sirius went mad before he was taken away."
"I'm sure. I need to ask him why. I need to understand…" Remus said
"I'll talk to the Minister." Dumbledore said. He stood up from the chair. Remus followed him to the door. Dumbledore turned to Remus.
"Things will look better, my boy. You may be lonely now, but these things won't last forever." He said, patting his shoulders. The man walked out of Remus's door calmly. Remus breathed out harshly.
He had never felt more alone, even when he was a child. What would he even do without the Marauders? He hadn't been without them since they had become friends in second year… He needed to stop wallowing in self pity. He had more important things to worry about. Harry. He needed to see if he was okay.
James had always complained about Lily's family, but Remus had always assumed that he was exaggerating, as he always did on such things. Remus was not expecting what he got. He apparated to a side street, and began walking down the side walk towards Number 4 Privet Drive. The werewolf knocked on the mahogany door. A pudgy man opened the door. He looked rather like a toad to Remus.
"Hello. My name is Remus Lupin, is this the Dursley residence?" He asked, smiling a bit.
"Whatever you have, we're not buying it." the man said, beginning to close the door. Remus put his foot in the door. "Please, sir, I'm not selling anything. I was a good friend of James and Lily Potter… I'm here to see Harry." He said.
The man growled dangerously.
"Petunia. It's one of their lot." The man called. Remus was taken aback by his tone.
A rather tall woman with a long neck came into view of the door. She must be Lily's sister. Remus had seen her once at James and Lily's wedding. She looked rather harassed, her apron splattered with mushed food. She went to the door and glared at Remus. Her husband, walking away, was making some comment about his clothes.
"What is it? What do you want?" she snapped
"Petunia, I was a friend of your sister's… I'd like to give you my sincerest apologies for your loss." He said
"Yes well… She should have stayed away from you lot… I'm assuming you're one of them?" She said
"If you mean a wizard, then yes." Remus said. She pursed her lips "I… I know this must seem odd, but they were my best friends, and if I could just see Harry one last time, it would mean so much to me."
Petunia looked like she was about to refuse, but perhaps she really did miss her sister, but she gave a curt nod. She led him into the house, which was very clean, although the kitchen seemed a bit messy, it was understandable of course, getting another child out of nowhere. There were two boys sitting next to each other in high chairs. The larger of the two must have been Petunia's son, Harry's cousin. The smaller was of course Harry, who was crying.
"He hasn't stopped since he woke up…" Petunia said, she looked rather tiered to be honest.
"He's probably just had nightmares. He went through quite a trauma." Lupin said. He knew a bit about psychology. "Do you mind if I?"
"Go ahead." She said. She seemed a bit nicer than James and Lily made her out to be, but it could be that she was still mourning over her.
Remus went over to Harry. When Harry saw the man, he stopped crying as hard and made a grabbing motion with his hands
"Moo-y?" He babbled, still sobbing as Remus picked him up. James had taken to calling his friends by their nicknames while they were around Harry. He supposed it would be easier to remember. Sirius had always called Harry pup when he was around him. Remus held him in his arms. He slowly rocked him up and down. His crying died down more.
"I'm not going to be around any more, Harry." Remus murmured silently "Dumbledore's orders. But know that your parent's loved you. Wherever they are now, they still do. I'll see you again one day, but not for a long time"
Remus felt a lump in his throat as he handed Harry back to Petunia.
"I'll… I'll be off then." Remus said. He left the house with a last look to Harry before walking off. Nobody tried to stop him.
(I never really saw the Dursleys as pure evil, hell bent on seeing Harry suffer, maybe Vernon and Dudley, but not Petunia. I thought she was just bitter. I think that by not telling Harry the truth, Petunia was trying to protect him. I don't know, it might not be true, so feel free to disagree. I felt really bad for writing this, it's kind of a sad moment. I also cannot write well for small children and even more so for babies. According to the internet, one year olds can indeed talk to a small extent, so having Harry remember Moony and say his name I thought would be cute. For a small child. Please review if you hate it or if you like it!)