AN: Hope you liked the last Chapter, well here's another.

It had been nearly two years since Sirius Black had flown off on his motorcycle and taken his godson Harry Potter with him. And today was July 31, 1983, Harry's 3rd Birthday, and Sirius thought a trip to London would be just the thing. It was about 6:30 in the morning when Harry, who was so excited about his birthday got up and ran into his godfather's bedroom. He opened the door were Sirius was sound asleep. Harry ran up to the bed and jumped on it.

"Sirius!" he said trying to shove him awake "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

"What?" said Sirius groggily, then looked up at his godson.

"Wake up." Harry said again excitedly.

"What time is it?" he asked tiredly.

"6,3,4," said Harry.

"Don't normal children sleep at this hour?" asked Sirius, though he was starting to get up a bit.

"It's my birthday." said Harry excitedly.

Then Sirius looked up at him shocked.

"Is it your birthday Harry?" he said sarcastically. "I'm so sorry I completely forgot. I guess you'll have to do without presents this year."

"Liar." said Harry laughing.

"Your right, I'm only joking. After all how could I forget you only reminded me every day this week."

"Did not." Said Harry.

"Whatever you say kid." said Sirius getting up from the bed and putting his robe on."Now as it's you birthday I think I will fix you a nice breakfast of spinach and dried beats."

"Eww." said Harry making a face.

"Just kidding. What do you want?"

"Um...Pancakes" said Harry, then remembering "Please."

"Fine then pancakes it is." he said getting out his cooking supplies, Sirius had gotten used to cooking without using magic, and the fact that his cooking hadn't killed him and Harry yet proved that he was getting better at it. He tried to use as little magic as possible around Harry. After all he didn't need him bragging to the children at the playgrounds that his godfather, or as anyone in the village was concerned his father, was a wizard. Not that it would make any difference to small children in a muggle village, but still you could never be too careful. Sirius had not set foot in the magical world since he last visited Gringotts to get the money to buy their house. Everyone their knew who he was and even though he had mastered disguising himself and Harry when they left the village he thought it was not worth the risk. He decided he would not go back until it was time for Harry to go to Hogwarts and even then he wasn't totally sure how to make that work, but he promised himself he would find a way.

About and hour later when he and Harry finished their breakfast, and Sirius began clearing the plates.

"When do we leave?" asked Harry

"Well that depends. Do you want to open you present now or later?" he asked

"Now, please." said Harry.

And with that Sirius brought out a small parcel, neatly wrapped. Sirius placed it on the table and Harry began to open it. Inside was a bright kite, shaped like a bright red phoenix. It was a simple muggle kite but somehow Sirius thought Harry would like it.

"Wow." said Harry taking it out.

"You like it?" asked Sirius.

"Yeah." he answered.

"I thought you would. When we get back from London I'll take you out to fly it." Harry always seemed to love things that flew. Sirius supposed he got that from his father.

A few hours later they where dressed, and Sirius took out his want and placed the spell on him and Harry that would alter their appearance., after all they couldn't just be happening by if some wizard living in London saw him, it gave him a longer nose, darker skin, changed his black hair to dark red, and his grey eye's to dark brown. It only changed Harry's hair to blonde and his eye's to blue. After all nobody in the wizarding world knew what Harry looked like as they hadn't seen him since he was an infant.

"Alright Harry." said Sirius. "When we go to London what is your name if anyone asks?"

"Jamie Markus." Answered Harry, proud that he'd remembered the name he went by out of town. When he was in town he used the name Harry Black to keep up the charade to the muggle's that he was Sirius's son, but was fully aware his last name was actually Potter.

"And my name?"

"Randall Markus." said Harry.

"Very Good. I've cast the spell enough so that we have until 4'oclock. Then we have to head home, and we can have cake and fly your kite. Got it?" Sirius explained.

"Got it."

And with that they both headed for the bus station that would take them into London.

Remus waited on the crowded street corner, getting a few stare's from people over his shabby cloth's. Maria was supposed to meet him for lunch today, after all it was Sunday, her day off, and as they both were aware it was Harry's birthday. A few month's after it had happened, and even though all of the evidence pointed to the contrary and even though the trail had gone cold, Remus tried to hold onto some hope that Harry was alive. But as time went by Remus knew there was no point in hoping, Harry was dead, Sirius killed him, he needed to accept it. Even Maria had accepted it, and as they both knew they would be miserable today they decided to be miserable together.

"Remus!" he head a voice yell and spun around to see Maria coming towards him.

"You weren't waiting long I hope?" she asked.

"No, not long at all." he said as she took him by the arm and they began to walk down the street."So, where too?"

When they past an outdoor cafe Maria stopped them.

"Y'know, I could use a break from the wizarding world, how about we just eat here?" she said.

"Fine with me, but your treating." he said half-jokingly.

"Wouldn't have it any other way." she said as they sat down and ordered.

"How's the job hunt going?" she asked Remus.

"It's fine." he answered unconvincingly. After all he had been from job to job, when James was alive he helped to support him knowing the hard time his friend had finding work, how people would just hear he was a werewolf and turn him away. Maria had lent him money a few times but he always swore he would pay her back when he could.

"If ever need another loan..." she started but he interrupted.

"No, I'm it's fine." he said quickly. "Thank you but I can't, you've already helped me out enough times. And I intend to pay you back everything you lent me."

"Alright." she said reluctantly.

"So how have you been?" he asked trying to change the subject.

"Better." she said knowing what he meant. "I think the first year after it happened was the worst."

"I know what you mean." he said. "Have you been seeing anyone new."

"No, Not really." she said gloomily. "Even if I did, I know it wouldn't be the same. I'm never gonna love anyone like I loved him."

Remus reached over and put his hand on her shoulder. Then she straightened up.

"Forget it." she said "Here comes our food. Let's talk about something else." and the waitress placed their food in front of them, when she left they started to eat when a they heard a small voice to their right.

"Daddy can we go in here." they turned to see a small blonde boy about three, and a a tall red haired man. The boy was pointing to the toy shop that was near the cafe.

"Alright Jamie, slow down." said the man as he held the boy's hand. As he was heading the door, the man seemed to freeze upon seeing them. The man stared at them for a few moments then headed into the toy shop with his son. Maria felt a chill go through her, there was something about the way the man stared at her, men had given her stare's before but there was something about the way he looked at her.

"You felt that too?" asked Remus.

"Yeah, it was weird." she said. "But why, it's just some muggle man and his son. I've never seen them before in my life."

Sirius had to hold it together as he and Harry headed into the toy shop. He couldn't believe it, Remus and Maria sitting not 10 feet away from the toy shop. One of his best friends Remus Lupin, he looked a but tired, the full moon was just the other day. And Maria, her hair was a bit shorter, he remembered she'd wanted to grow it out for their wedding that would have taken place that spring. He wondered if she had found someone else, he couldn't blame her if she did. He knew his feelings for her would never changed.

When he and Harry got home they had dinner and then Harry blew out his birthday cake. Having had such a big day Harry fell asleep very quickly, after Harry fell asleep Sirius went to his own bedroom. When he laid down on the bed and pulled out his wallet, inside was the photo of Maria he had torn out of the Daily Prophet two year's earlier. He just stared at it sadly before putting it back and falling asleep.

AN: I know I know a short chapter but I think it was pretty good. PLEASE REVIEW.