A/N: Wow, look at me being productive and uploading twice in a week. Don't get used to it.

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The next day, Sirius' prediction turned out to be not only correct, but a bit of an understatement. It wasn't just hectic; it was chaotic. Sirius was attempting to arrange more permanent living arrangements for Petunia, but she was very particular about details that seemed insignificant to Sirius. Finally, after nearly an hour of arguing, he stopped and threw his hands in the air.

"Alright, alright. Enough of this." He said, a bit louder than was really necessary. "Let's try a different approach. Just tell me exactly what you want to change, and I'll do it."

IPetunia put her hands on her hips. "And why, exactly, do you have to do it?"

"Because," Sirius replied, taking his wand from his pocket, "I can do it faster." He twirled his wand dramatically.

"Oh, fine. Just be sure to do exactly what I tell you." She warned.

Another hour later, Petunia was satisfied both with her room and the nursery. After taking one last look around the latter, she turned to Sirius.

"The boys are with Remus, right?" She asked.

"Yes, they should be fine with him, Why do you ask?" He replied.

"Where is he and what is he doing other than watching Harry and Dudley?" Petunia inquired.

Sirius paused for a moment. "He's working on his own... project." He answered.

"What kind of project?" Petunia pressed.

Sirius sighed and grimaced. "Well, I suppose if you're going to live in the same house as him, you ought to know. Remus is a werewolf, and he-"

"He's a what? Petunia cut in.

Sirius could easily see this conversation going downhill very fast. "He's a werewolf. He was bitten as a child. There's a long story there about his father getting on the wrong side the cult that follows Voldemort- the man who killed Lily and James. You don't need to worry about him, he's only dangerous on the full moon. Right now he's working on a room that he can safely transform in. He's very serious about managing his condition. You aren't in any danger from him."

Petunia breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay then. Is there anything magical to help with his... condition?"

"Unfortunately, there is not," he replied, "but I have heard of a very skilled potion brewer who is determined to invent a potion that would prevent the transformation. That would be incredibly wonderful. I've seen Remus transform many times, and it appears to be extremely painful."

Petunia looked slightly horrified. "You can't even stop the pain?"

"Not even the strongest potions make a dent in it." Sirius replied. "He even dabbled in muggle painkillers for a time, but those didn't help either."

"So there's no help for him?" Petunia asked.

"There is." Sirius said indignantly. "At the very least I can be there with him when it happens."

Petunia opened her mouth as if to contradict him, but paused for a moment. "But isn't he dangerous when he transforms?" She asked.

"Werewolves are only aggressive towards humans." Sirius explained. "I can turn into a dog. It helps him to have company."

Petunia appeared to be both confused and amazed. "Is that a common ability?"

"No, it's difficult to transform into an animal. You also have to register with the ministry if you try to do it." Sirius answered. Then he smiled wistfully. "I originally learned how to do it to help Remus when we were at school, but the ministry found out during my trial and I had to pay a fine."

At that moment, Petunia recalled her earlier meeting with Dumbledore. "Weren't you on trial for murder? How did that happen?"

Sirius sighed again. It was becoming a common occurrence. "I tracked down my former friend who betrayed Lily and James. He publicly accused me of betraying them, made a huge explosion that killed twelve muggles, cut off his finger and turned into a rat, and made it look like I had caused the explosion and kill him as well. He disappeared into the chaos as a rat, and I was arrested. Questioning me under a potion that forced me to tell the truth revealed the truth, and also that I am an unregistered animagus. Problem is, they can't find him because he's a rat."

Petunia closed her eyes for a moment, trying to process what she'd just been told. "So, one of the people responsible for Lily's death framed you for it, committed mass murder in the process, and now he can't be found because he can turn into a rat. How does your government get anything done?"

"They don't." Sirius replied. "You realize that half of us have government jobs, and most of what the government does is make sure the non-magical world doesn't notice us? Really hard when there's a war going on." He paused, and smiled. "We don't have time for things like tax laws, social reform, and preventing people from faking their deaths and escaping in rat form."

Petunia rolled her eyes. "Very funny. Perhaps we should relieve Remus of the children."

"Yes, that might be a good idea." Sirius agreed.