After Harry exchanged some of his gold to muggle pounds, he went out to muggle London, and went on a search for new clothes. Afer looking around for a bit, he noticed a shop that was tucked in between two larger ones, making it almost impossible to be seen. He walked over to it and went in. He was pleasantly surprised to find that it had clothes that seemed to suit him perfectly. Jeans, t-shirts, jumpers, slacks and other items. He went over to the jean rack and started to look through them. He had a basic idea as to what size he wore thanks to Madam Malkins' measurements. He grabbed a few blue jeans, then stone washed, and black. After that, he picked out some shirts and jumpers, then some dress slacks and shirts. After trying them on and making sure that they fit, he got two new sets of trainers and a pair of black dress shoes.
When he finished paying for them, he went of to search some more. He stopped in front of an electronics store and grinned. It was time for him to get a computer. He walked in and looked around. A sales associate came over and asked him what he was looking for. "Yea, I was wondering what the latest laptop series was and if I could get with a few things."
The associate nodded and showed him the newest one that came in just last night. It was top of the line and had a built in disc drive and cd-rom, along with a cd burner. He paid for it and got a few extra features. He left the store and decided it was time to go shopping in Diagon Alley. He went back to the pub and dropped his stuff off in the room that he would be staying in. Tom was nice enough to give him one in the very back where he wouldn't be disturbed. He went out into the alley and went to Madam Malkins and ordered a full set of casual robes, three dress robes, in blue and silver, red and gold and green and black, all made of the finest acromantula silk, along with two sets of battle robes made from the toughest dragon hide that existed. When the measurements were finished, he told her to send them to room 21 in the Leaky Cauldron. He paid her in full and gave her a ten galleon tip, telling her that he was sorry for taking up so much of her time and also to make a full set of robes for one Remus Lupin. He was in dire need of some.
With that done, he went into Flourish and Blotts to pick out some new books that would help him in his endeavors. He picked up a basket, that was never ending and weightless, and started picking through the shelves, taking only the ones that seemed worth while. He was fascinated with all the subjects. Healing, DADA, CoMC, Potions (big shocker for him), Transfiguration, Charms, Arithmacy, Ancient Runes, and many more were added to his ever growing pile. When he finished picking out his books, he went to the counter and started to pile them up. The clerk was so shocked that he nearly fainted at the sheer number of books. Nobody but Ms. Granger would ever get so many books, but even she never pick such a vast amount. When all was paid for and shrunk with a timed spell, due to wear off at midnight, he went off in search of other things.
The apothecary was his next stop where he picked up every potion ingredient in stock, then left. He then went to some other odd places before his final stop, the trunk shop. It would be odd for him to be carrying around Harry Potters trunk when he clear was not Harry Potter anymore. The one he got had several compartments, including an ever expanding library, that grew to accommodate however many books he wanted to put in. When that was done, he went back to his room. He had a letter to write.
Remus was sitting in his room, grieving over the death of mate. Everybody seemed to tire of him moping, going so far as to tell him that it was pointless, that Sirius really did work with Voldemort. He only stared in shock at them, wondering what got into him. The only ones that seemed to have any sense were the twins, Ginny, Bill and Charlie. They weren't blinded by Dumbledores false words and cheery disposition. They all saw what a greedy man he was. He was like Voldemort in a way, but instead of torturing his followers, he wooed them with false words.
So, a Remus sat there, an owl flew in and dropped a letter onto his lap. He blinked for a moment before even acknowledging the fact that it brought it here. He picked it up and looked at it. On the front, it only said his name, written in blue ink. He opened it, not even glancing at the seal. What he read shocked him so badly, that he fainted:
Remus,
I know this may be hard on you and I know your grieving, so am I. Grieving for the father that I never got to know. No thanks to Dumbledore. But anyway, I want you to come to the Leaky Cauldron. Don't tell anybody about this letter, because to them, it'll only be a blank piece of parchment.
But anyway, can't wait to see you again.
Love, your son...
Harry.