Title: Lollipops and Crocodile Tears

Disclaimer: I don't claim to own Harry Potter. Go me.

Date: Friday, May 23

Summary: Harry Potter never claimed to be normal, but one night on Privet Drive turned his not so normal life into a story worth telling.

Notes: Not much to say, sorry 'bout the wait.

Choice

All God's Angels,

Come to us Disguised.

James Russell Lowell

"We need a second name."

"Let's find a family name first.

"Sirius," Remus sighed, "our last name will be the easiest to find. We need to keep it simple. Muggle."

"We can't do that, Remus! Neither of us could pass as Muggleborn. Besides, don't you want it to have special meaning, too?"

Remus shook his head in exasperation.

"Sirius, we're looking through a baby name book in a Muggle store. We don't have time to look for any other special meanings. If we stay any longer people will start staring."

"Stare, shmare." Sirius grinned.

"Yeah, well you won't be saying that in fifteen minutes, when the Polyjuice wears off."

"…You're probably right," he allowed. "But, I have a few ideas. Look here, Kedar means Potter in Hebrew."

"The last thing we need is someone reading into that name." Remus pointed out.

"Fine, what about…" Sirius looked through the large book; finally he pointed to the page. "There, Hart means Stag. It's perfect, if not for us than at least for Harry."

Remus nodded, "I think it better that we all have the same last name. Has Dumbledore decided our relation, yet?"

"I don't know, but we don't know how that potion will turn out, either. We could end up looking like triplets, or looking like-"

"I get it." Remus smiled, "So, what are the names we have so far? We decided on Conner and Caleb for us. But what about Harry?"

"True, if we want to be purebloods, then we'll have to make some kind of traditional names. In my family, we're all stars." Sirius agreed, "Right now, we've got canine, Irish, names that begin with C. They won't be traced back to us easily. Connor means wolf and Caleb is dog. We've got a lot to work with."

"Here's one, Handsome. It's Irish and we could spell it with a C"

"Remus we can't spell Kevin with a C." Sirius took the book and shook his head, "What about…"

"Sirius, look at this one! It's perfect!" Remus pointed back down at the C column. Sirius scrunched his nose.

"It's sounds a little weird."

"Oh come on, Sirius, you have a cousin name Bellatrix."

"Technically, I was disowned. I have no family." Sirius pouted.

"Well, you do, now." Remus clamped a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Come on, Crevan isn't that strange. Who knows, he certainly acts like a fox. Maybe that'll be his form."

Sirius paused before nodding, "I could see that. Hey, maybe we can get a record…youngest animagus!"

"Sirius, that's your record."

"…We probably wouldn't get a plaque this time either."

"That's because when you did it, it was to illegally spend time with your werewolf buddy." Remus smirked.

"That…is a very valid point."

"You just always have to have the last word, don't you?" Remus asked.

"I sure do."