Chapter Nine: Keeping up Appearances

By: PenDiva

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter. What else is new?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: PLEASE READ: So I was planning to post a lot sooner because I was on a mission trip in Honduras and I thought I was going to have some more time to write. In case you're wondering, the mission trip was amazing but I got sick halfway through the trip and I have had stomach aches and fevers for six days now. I had no motivation to write anything so I'm very sorry about that. I was also sick on my birthday and that just made me sour. Anyway, I will try to write some more soon and maybe if Harry gets sick I will know exactly how to write how he feels!

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FROM LAST CHAPTER:

"It's not like I have to keep up appearances or anything…" Harry said to himself tiredly.

He was about to turn the water on and wash his face when his eyes suddenly went wide. He realized what day it is. It's June 30th, Harry. Sirius and Remus are coming today. 'They are going to take me away from the Dursley's today!' Harry thought.

Then he looked down at his whole body.

"Oh no…" Harry said.

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Harry bit his lip considering, feeling anxious and nervous about meeting Sirius and Remus all of a sudden. He had been excited to finally leave the Dursleys but now… he wasn't so sure.

"They can't see me like this! What would they think?" Harry said to himself. He began to pace slightly in the bathroom, twisting his hands in panic. His mind races with different possibilities of how he could hide this from Lupin and Sirius but doubt continued creeping in.

'What if the Dursley's say something and then Remus starts asks questions? He already knows I hate staying here,' Harry thought.

He listened at any other sounds coming from the Dursleys. He prayed they would just leave him alone for today.

He walked as silently as he could back to his room, expecting to be yelled at if Petunia found him wasting water in the bathroom.

His problem remained though. His clothes were torn and bloodied a little. Bruises and scratches covered his body, and he would only be able to survive until lunch time with the amount of pain reliever he took.

Harry tapped his leg with his hand, something he usually did with his wand, but that was locked downstairs. He heard Petunia wake up and move downstairs.

He changed into clothes that fit him a bit better, and he shoved the bloody clothes deep into his drawer. He also strategically placed his trash bin on top of a bloodstain that made him gag just looking at it.

As Harry cleaned up around the rest of his room he let thinking of different magical ways to make himself look better. He couldn't do anything without his wand though, and even with his wand he wasn't allowed to do magic during the summer.

He wanted to scream in frustration. 'They can't know!' Harry stood up and could feel how frustrated he was.

Why did the Vernon have to freak out so badly last night? Why did Harry have to choose last night to break that China bowl?

"Just my luck," Harry hissed through clenched teeth.

He paced his room, thinking through everything he could possibly do to hide this from Remus and Sirius. His ankle was throbbing painfully but Harry didn't even notice it.

"I'm going to have to hide it from them anyway, so I better get used to waking around and ignoring the pain," Harry said bitterly.

He sighed in annoyance. The potion he took did help but Harry still felt pain. 'I can deal with pain but Sirius and Remus they can't know!' He kept repeating that in his mind, realizing that he was accomplishing nothing but he didn't care. He was in a panic.

Then he felt something. He could tell in an instant it was magic but he didn't know how he could tell. It felt like good magic, not dark magic, which he had experience in his first and second years at Hogwarts.

Harry stopped pacing at stood in the center of his room with his heart racing. Had he sensed Sirius and Remus? No, that's impossible, he would've heard the Dursley's making a scene from seeing magic folk.

Harry turned around and looked everywhere. 'Is someone in here with me?' He thought. The magic feeling he had faded to nothing though and Harry was still standing there looking confused.

'What was that?' Harry asked himself. He looked down at himself and noticed nothing had changed and his entire room looked untouched.

"Dobby?" He called out softly. He didn't want to summon the elf but he wanted to know if the house elf had been watching him for some reason. He had never forgotten the summer before his second year when Dobby watched his house and collected all the letters his friends sent him.

When nobody answered, Harry tried to just brush off the weird feeling as nothing, though it still left an unanswered question in his mind. He walked back out in the hallway, checking behind his back for anyone.

He shook his head and walked into the bathroom again looking straight into the mirror.

What he saw made him gasp and nearly fall out the doorway. His entire face looked healthy and almost flushed. His clothes weren't torn and there were no bruises on any part of his body. His whole body looked healthy and maybe even a few pounds heavier.

'This isn't possible!' Harry thought. He continued staring at his reflection with his jaw agape. He gingerly used his right hand and felt the spot around his neck where he knew there used to be a big ugly bruise. He winced just touching the spot. When he looked down at his arms he still saw the bruises.

Looking back at the mirror though everything looked normal. No bruises.

Harry smiled at himself in the mirror. Maybe this is what Sirius and Remus will see.

Harry would've skipped and jumped around if he could've. His ankle was still hurt though, despite what it looked like in the mirror.

He walked bravely out of the bathroom feeling more excited then he had all summer. Sirius and Remus could never suspect a thing when he looked like this.

He was so caught up in this thought that he nearly bumped into Dudley. He quickly apologized but Dudley just stood there staring at him. Harry realized that he was staring at his face that looked free of bruises.

"What… How did you - but I thought… What are playing at, Potter! I thought Dad punished you last night, you can't… why don't you look terrible?" he stuttered, utterly at a loss. He couldn't see any bruises from all of his well-deserved beatings from this past month. Bruises don't heal that fast!

Harry raised his eyebrows. "I don't know what you're babbling about cousin. Better not tell someone you're hallucinating about magic. They might think you're crazy!" Dudley flinched at the word 'magic', expecting something to happen. When nothing happened he gared at Harry and stomped back towards his room.

Harry smirked as he thought about Dudley's stupefied expression. I guess that answers my questions. This is what Sirius and Remus will see. He walked back to his room happily, and closed the door so his aunt won't have a reason to yell at him for going out. She was cooking breakfast based on all the noises from downstairs, so Harry guessed they were going to ignore him for a day.

'At least Sirius and Remus won't see me doing chores,' Harry thought.

He sat down on his bed so he didn't aggravate his ankle anymore and now his chest was starting to hurt a little bit. He pulled out his vial of pain reliever, frowning at it's contents. He had enough for another week, but then he would be out. Maybe Sirius and Remus have some I could use? Or I could ask for some when I say I have a headache.

Harry sighed and thought 'I guess I will just have to figure it out.'

Looking around his room, Harry suddenly remembered that magical feeling he had felt right after he got worked up about Sirius and Remus finding out about how the Dursleys treat him.

"Accidental magic," he mumbled. He wanted to smack his head. Of course after he had gotten so mad and worked up about Sirius and Remus finding out, he had magically changed his appearance.

"Cool," Harry said.

He thought about that feeling and mentally thought about how he might be able to try and do it again later.

Harry took of his glasses and rubbed his tired eyes. All of this stressing out, and then magic, and then actual thinking had been to much. He had already had a restless night and he was still tired. He layed down on his bed, blind without his glasses, and he thought about Sirius and Remus.

"You guys better come today," he said. His whole

Body felt heavy but somewhat relaxed so he let his eyes close, thinking he would probably just lay in his bed and rest for a bit. In just a few short seconds however, he was asleep, curled up on his side and looking quite content.

Sirius sat up in bed rubbed his eyes. The nightmare he had just woken up from had been a vivid memory of his time in Azkaban. Remus had been amazing at helping him cope but he hated talking about it.

Sirius yawned some before climbing out of bed. He thought about seeing his Godson later today and instantly perked up. He dressed quickly, and walked downstairs to find an empty kitchen.

"Hey, Remus, are you awake?" Sirius called to an empty house. Surprised when there was no answer, he shrugged and said quieter, "Guess not."

He put a pan on the stove and started making eggs like Remus had shown him. He wanted to be able to cook a little bit for when Harry comes, but he was nothing compared to Remus. Who know werewolves were so good at cooking?

Sirius stirred a few eggs around and when they were finished he put them in a bowl and turned off the stove. Feeling very satisfied with himself, he took his bowl and sat down at the head of the table.

As he was eating he couldn't stop thinking about Harry who he would be seeing in a few hours. He had been waiting all summer for this, and now that June 30th was finally here, Sirius could barely believe it.

The clock on the wall next to Sirius read just before eight, a few minutes before Remus usually gets up. Sirius had woken up early, knowing where they were going today.

As if on cue, Remus walked in the room.

He noticed Sirius sitting down helping himself to his own breakfast which made him somewhat proud.

"Goodmorning," he said in the same chipper mood that Sirius was in.

Sirius nodded at his friend, smiling. He waited patiently while Remus made himself some toast and then once he had sat down at the table, said, "So, how are we getting there? I know Dumbledore said there are wards and muggles, so between the two of those how do you plan on getting there?"

Remus swallowed what he was chewing on and said, "To avoid the muggles we are going to dress like them and to avoid the wards that prevent apparating right into their front yard, we will just apparate somewhere close and walk the rest of the way. Hopefully, we won't have to walk more than a mile, but sometimes apparating without a very defined destination can be tricky."

Sirius smiled. "I knew you'd have a plan.

Twenty minutes later, they had both squeezed into their uncomfortable muggle outfit and hidden their wand in with their clothes. Remus also brought the legal guardianship papers that he needed Vernon to sign.

"Ready Sirius?" Remus asked.

When he got a nod, Remus smiled at his friend and gave him a little coin.

"Apparate, and think of me, and this will take you to where I am," Remus said.

Sirius just said, "Got it."

Remus nodded and then thought back to everything he remembered about where Harry lived. He had gone to check on him a few times when he was little so he would be able to apparate somewhere nearby, even though his memory was very hazy.

He turned on the spot and after a few seconds, Sirius did too.

Remus blinked away the slight dizziness and looked around at where he was. Sirius landed nearby.

"Definitely looks like a muggle town to me. So where's Harry?" Sirius said. They were standing in a small field right next to an empty park.

Remus shrugged. "I think I was off by a little bit, but I have a general sense of where we are." They started walking near the road and then Sirius realized why this place looked so familiar.

"Oh wait, I've been here before!" Sirius pointed at those bushes. "I was watching Harry one night from those bushes and he left from this park and got on the Knight Bus. It was pretty lucky that I found him, even though I'm pretty sure I scared the hell out of him."

Remus had a surprised look on his face, which Sirius smiled at. Remus said, "Why were you spying on Harry? Isn't that kind of creepy?"

"I never really thought about it like that. I hadn't seen him in twelve years though, and I just wanted to see what he looked like or get a little glimpse of him. He was all I thought about in Azkaban. And of course you, Moony," Sirius added as he glanced at his friend.

Remus rolled his eyes, but he kept this new tidbit of information in his mind. 'Sirius thought about Harry in Azkaban? I thought it was impossible to be happy there,' Remus thought to himself.

He continued walking through the Muggle streets, getting bored of the houses that all looked exactly the same. Sirius kept up behind him, eager to see Harry.

They eventually came onto Privet Drive and Remus struggle to remember what number Harry was.

"Sirius, do you remember which one is Harry's?"

"Hmm? I thought you knew?"

Remus took a deep breath, "Well, I knew up until here but I came here so long ago, maybe ten years that I don't remember the number, and… well Harry doesn't really love talking about the Dursleys."

Sirius looked around at the street they were on, clueless as to which one would be the Dursleys.

Remus started walking up to one of the houses and said, "I will just ask, but don't say anything weird that would scare a muggle."

"You don't trust me?" Sirius said.

Remus looked back ready to apologize but Sirius was smiling. He sighed and then raised a fist and knocked on the door of the house in front of him.

A little girl peeked through the front door before calling loudly for her mom. A few moments later, an older woman appeared and greeted them nicely.

"Yes, um I wasn't expecting anyone but may I help you?" She said smiling. Her daughter hung on to her leg.

"Yes, I was looking for the Dursleys, but I can't remember what number they are..?"

The lady's smiling face faltered for a bit but she recovered by saying "Oh, you actually want to visit them? That's nice, they are just three doors down," she said. Remus thanked her and she closed the door quickly.

Sirius raised his eyebrows. "Okay... That was interesting. Maybe they don't get a lot of visitors?"

They walked closer to Number Four and Remus instantly noticed how pristine and perfect the lawn was. Every blade of grass was trimmed and the bushes were neat and trimmed. None of the flowerbeds had any weeds and there was a rose bush that was blooming and none of the leaves were dead or drooping.

"Wow, they really take care of things here," Sirius commented.

Remus nodded, trying not to think about who had to do all of the outside chores. Sirius walked past Remus and knocked on the front door.

There were some voices from inside, and one sounded kind of annoyed but a thin woman opened the door nonetheless.

"What do you want?" she said. Sirius nearly choked.

"Uh, excuse me?"

Remus was also annoyed at her attitude but tried to ignore it. He said, "We're here for your nephew, Harry? We are going to take care of him for the rest of the summer. We sent you a letter explaining everything -"

"Wait, you were serious about that? You actually want the little brat?"

It was Remus's turn to choke. He couldn't even think of something to say in response.

"If that's my godson you're talking about -" but Remus put a hand on his friend and sent him a warning glance.

"Yeah, he's upstairs. We're just glad he's off our hands," she said, walking away.

Remus went in slowly and his werewolf sense told him something was off, but he reconned it was the muggles cold demeanor. He found the stairs and was climbing them two at a time with Sirius right on his heels.

"Hey, Harry! It's Remus, we're here!" He called out softly, not wanting to alert any other rude Dursley's that they were here.

Sirius went ahead of him and found Harry's room. Remus sniffed the air and got a weird smell of blood from somewhere in the hallway. He also frowned at the three locks on his door but walked into Harry's room, ready to give Harry a huge hug.

Remus stopped in surprise, forgetting all about smelling blood. He saw Sirius smiling so he peeked over his shoulder saying "What is it?" Harry was sleeping peacefully on his bed, with his glasses on the floor and a tiny blanket shoved to the side of the bed. His room was small and barely had anything in it, but Remus was only looking at Harry who looked so much younger and content when he was sleeping.

Remus chuckled. "Okay, let's not wake him up just yet. I will go try to deal with the Dursleys, and have them sign the papers. You stay here."

Sirius didn't have to be told twice. Remus went downstairs, silently praying the Dursley's could be in a better mood today.

Sirius walked over to his godson and put his glasses on his desk. He sighed. He wanted to talk to his godson but he would feel terrible if he woke him up.

He walked around his room a little and he was surprised at how little Harry kept in here. He opened a few of the drawers in his desk and was surprised Harry hadn't started any of his homework.

"Although, I never started my summer homework until mid-August," Sirius said remembering his school years. He did find one book bound in red leather and when he turned it over he could see that it was a photo album. The first page had a picture of Lily and James holding baby Harry.

Sirius kept looking through the book, feeling slightly guilty for looking through it but he loved looking at so many old pictures of his friends.

He noticed Harry shifting slightly some time later so he closed the book and put it back on the desk. He cracked his back and rubbed at his slightly sore neck. He let out a quick breath, wanting to take Harry home as soon as Remus was done.

Remus had gone downstairs and had tried to talk to Harry's relatives logically but they really didn't want to talk to him. First he stood there while they finished an early lunch, and by then Petunia couldn't come up with another excuse to stall so she sat down with Remus.

"Alright, what do you want from me. This better be quick," she said.

Remus sighed, and said, "We came here for Harry, and we also want to become Harry's guardians. We just need you to sign some stuff if it isn't too much of an -"

"What, so now you think that just because you show up here and act all nice, you think you can be his guardian just like that? We raised the little freak and gave him home and now you want to call him as your own? Well go ahead, I never asked to be his babysitter!"

Remus was shocked at her outburst. He knew women had hormones, but he had no idea they could be this sporadic. Harry was wonderful and extremely kind so why in the world would he call him a freak?

Upstairs, Harry was just waking up from a slight nap without any dreams. He hadn't realized he had fallen asleep, but the accidental magic had taken something out of him, even if he didn't realize it.

He blinked his eyes at his blurry surroundings and he rolled over on his back, letting out a sigh.

Sirius stood up and walked over to Harry who looked up at him in surprise.

"Harry," Sirius said.

Harry heard Sirius say his name but he almost couldn't believe he was here.

"Sirius? You came?" He sat up slowly, trying not to hurt his aching chest and he look at his godfather's blurry form.

"Of course I did Harry, why wouldn't I! Remus is trying to deal with your relatives as we speak," Sirius said excitedly. Harry smiled and looked around or his glasses. Sirius handed them to him and Harry finally saw him in his muggle outfit.

Suppressing a laugh, Harry stood up and hugged him, thankful that Sirius didn't squeeze his chest too hard.

"What are you smiling at?" Sirius said jokingly as they separated.

"Never thought I would see you in muggle clothes," Harry said.

Sirius sighed and looked down at his clothes. "I know, it feels so weird!" He was wearing tan khaki shorts and a black t-shirt but it was so different from his usual brown jacket and wizard clothes that Harry had to laugh.

"Sorry," Harry said getting over his laughter. Sirius clapped him on the back encouragingly but was looking toward the door so he didn't notice Harry's small gasp of pain. "Okay, do you have anything you want to gather together, and then we can leave? Where's your school trunk?" he said looking back at Harry.

"Vernon hated magic, so he locks it up in the cupboard every summer," Harry said matter of factly.

Sirius was ready to get really mad about this but he kept his cool for Harry. "Ok, we can grab that on our way out." He started walking out of the room but Harry suddenly remembered a few things he did want to take with him.

"Oh wait, I can't forget this." Harry grabbed his photo album and then took the letters from underneath his floorboard. Everything else in here he would rather leave behind.

Sirius nodded at all the stuff he got and they left the room together.

It sounded like there were as an argument going on downstairs but Sirius wasn't worried about it. Remus was very good about keeping a level head.

Unfortunately, Remus was not in a great mood this morning and he didn't like how Petunia was talking about Harry. She didn't even say his name, preferring to call him a freak. She talked about how much chores he had to and she had gotten annoyed about buying extra food just to feed him. The nerve!

"-that old man dumped him on our step without even saying anything! He just wrote me a letter and put the kid on our front step in the middle of the night as if we actually wanted him-"

"Look, I know all teenagers can be a little trouble and I think you're exaggerating it a little. But I would really rather not hear about it. Please, can you sign the papers and we will be out of here?" Remus said. He could feel anger boiling inside of him.

Then as if on cue, Vernon walked in. "Dear, I'm going to leave for-" but he stopped when he saw Remus.

"What are you doing here? You're one of his lot aren't you!"

Petunia groaned and said, "He's taking the brat off of our hands, so don't get so worked up about it."

"Worked up! The last time you lot showed up, the entire neighborhood started spreading rumors about us, all because the ungrateful brat couldn't contain his freakishness!"

Dudley looked up from the television and asked, "Wait, he's actually leaving?"

Remus, even with his head in hands said, "Yes, I care about him very much and he will be staying with Sirius and I for the rest of the summer.."

Vernon said, "Who will do the chores? Who's going to mow the lawn all summer!"

"Maybe you could, and maybe that would actually help you lose some weight while you're at it! Now you better stop talking lies about one of the brightest most amazing kids I've met, or I will curse you into tomorrow!" Remus shouted.

Now he had his wand fixed on Vernon and the Dursleys didn't say a word. Vernon looked like he could've wet his pants.

"Don't...you u-use m-m-magic on… me!" he managed.

Remus glared. "I will if I must." Petunia sat down, scared of what that could mean. "Now, all I need from you is to sign these papers saying that you will let Sirius and I be Harry's guardian."

Vernon and Petunia had a short conversation with themselves that Remus didn't even bother to listen to and then they went through all the papers with Remus. His anger had greatly diminished, but he kept his wand out like a weapon.

When they were finally done, Remus exhaled in relief. "Thank you, we will be going now." Remus walked towards the cupboard and unlocked it, revealing all of Harry's stuff. He levitated it towards the door to the horror of the Dursleys as they witnessed magic.

At this point Harry and Sirius were walking down the stairs.

Remus beamed. "Harry," he said.

Harry gave him a huge smile and was welcomed into the man's embrace. "It's so good to see you Professor,"

Remus smiled. "Harry, from now on you can call me Remus or Moony. I'm not your professor anymore."

Harry smiled shyly but nodded. He looked back at the Dursleys and smirked slightly at their terrified faces. "See you next summer then. Not that I will look forward to it." Remus and Sirius shared a glance at Harry's comment but neither said anything.

Remus did a spell and Harry's stuff disappeared with a pop. He said to Harry, "Ready to go?"

"Where exactly are we going?"

Remus smiled knowingly. "Good question. You will spend the rest of the summer at Black Manor. We've already fixed it up and everything, so you will love it there."

Sirius kept looking at his godson, watching his every reaction. He seemed quieter than usual, and it almost looked like he was limping, but Sirius reasoned he was probably being way too overprotective and he needed to just relax.

"How are we getting there?" Harry said.

"Have you ever apparated before Harry?" Sirius asked. When he shook his head, Sirius went on, "Well it's a wizard way to travel far distances in a few seconds. It's a bit uncomfortable your first time, so be prepared, but it's safe if you know what you're doing," Remus said quickly, feeling almost giddy to take Harry to his new home.

Harry raises his eyebrows at that so Remus said, "Don't worry Harry, you'll come with me."

Harry grabbed the arm that Remus was holding on to him and gave one last smile to Sirius before his whole world began to spin. There was a pull on his navel and his stomach turned inside out.

In a whirl of color, Harry's chest was squeezed and his head rocked around. He kept a deathly tight grip on Remus, feeling slightly bad. His whole body felt detached but he could feel the pain in every one of his limbs from his bruises. The pain reliever was beginning to wear off.

It seems to last forever and his vision was darkening from the pain in his chest. Suddenly the ground appeared but he just fell and gasped in a few huge breaths.

Remus had landed and took a deep breath before he noticed Harry on the ground. He was immediately on the ground next to him making sure he was okay.

Harry's face was contorted in pain for a second. "Harry? Are you alright?" Remus said.

Harry coughed, sending shooting pain through his chest. He leaned back and opened his eyes to meet Remus's concerned gaze.

"I'm never doing that again."

Remus helped him stand up shakily as he said, "Sorry, Harry but I didn't think you would be so affected by it. I forgot how jarring it is for your first time and I should've warned you, I'm sorry."

Harry waved him off saying that he was fine. He could feel his pain coming back though and he didn't know how long he would last with his hurt ankle.

There was a pop and Sirius landed a few steps beside them. He beamed when he saw Harry and gave him a big hug, squeezing his chest while he said, "We're finally home." Harry meanwhile winced, but he hid it from Sirius and Remus.

Remus started leading him up to the Manor that Harry could see was roomy but cozy. He knew he could call this place home. He took a few tentative steps but tried to hide his limp.

Remus noticed though and said, "Harry, what's wrong? Are you hurt?"

Harry shook his head. "I'm fine." Sirius looked at his godson.

"Why are you asking Remus?" They started walking to the house.

"Harry, you're limping, let me help you. Why didn't you just say something? I bet you landed funny when we apparated."

Remus had his arm around Harry's shoulders and they led him into the house where Harry sat down on their living room couch.

"Which leg Harry? They both look okay-"

"It's fine, really."

Remus frowned at Harry. "Okay, well part of being a werewolf is having an extreme sense of smell and I can smell pain reliever. Believe me I have had plenty of it and I would recognize that stuff anywhere. I also sense some magic around you but I hope you weren't performing any magic while you were at the Dursley's?"

"Well, not on purpose," Harry said.

This was news to Sirius so he said, "What do you mean, like accidental magic?"

Harry nodded. "But kind of on purpose and I didn't really try to undo it."

Remus looked Harry in the eye. "What did you accidentally do?"

It didn't sound accusing but Remus suspected there was something Harry wasn't telling them and Harry wanted to shrink back from his steady gaze.

"Um... I changed my appearance... Sort of."

"Wait, what? You did accidental magic on purpose? Why?" Remus said bewildered.

"Um, I don't know..." But Sirius and Remus could see straight through the lie.

"Harry you can trust us. Please undo it though, we want to help you," Sirius said now referring to his leg which he knew was hurt.

Harry looked pleasingly between his two new guardians but they just looked expectantly back.

"Please, I really don't want to show you," Harry said so quietly Remus had to rely on how werewolf sense to hear what he had said.

"Harry, show us what?"

Harry closed his eyes and sighed. 'This wasn't supposed to happen,' he thought to himself. He opened his eyes and said, "I... didn't want you to find out, but I guess...its too late." Remus gave him a confused look before glancing at Sirius.

Harry ignored this and closed his eyes, thinking only about the strange feeling he had felt in his room this morning. It returned, and Harry could feel his body slowly revealing every gruesome wound that littered his body.

Harry held his breath and didn't open his eyes yet. Remus's jaw dropped and Sirius inhaled sharply.

Harry opened his eyes and looked between the two men as they stared back at him. He bit his lip and wondered what to do now that they could see everything.

For the second time that day he was completely unsure of what to do and he silently pleaded for some way out of this situation.

Remus took one look at Harry and said to Sirius, "Go get Poppy,"

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