So as always I own nothing what so ever, which makes me sad :L, but it's the truth.

I'm sorry it's so short but I wanted to get this out to you as soon as possible since I'm not entirely sure when I'll be able to add the next one. But rest assured there will be more.

"You doing alright pup?" Sirius asked towards the end of their meal. Harry had begun to slow down and become less talkative.

"Yeah fine (Yawn) just getting tired, I haven't eaten this much in a long time."

That seemed to be a good enough answer for Sirius but not for Remus. He could guess right away from how cruel the durselys were and harry's small size, that he had indeed been starved also.

He was beginning to worry about harry's stomach. It wasn't natural to not eat for such a long periods of time then fill yourself up. There could be some bad side effects involved with it.

The werewolf/ex-professor began to hope that even though he and harry weren't as close as harry was to his dear friend Sirius, that if he was in any discomfort due to that fact that he would be comfortable enough coming to him and saying something.

He understood that the higher possibility would be that harry would go to Sirius. And that was fine, Remus didn't mind that fact at all or get jealous of it as long as harry got the care that he needed.

But he secretly wished that he would come to him instead. As a werewolf he knew a thing or two on aches and pains and how to cure them, magical or the muggle way.

Seeing as he was a werewolf he had to go through the pain of transforming. Then there were the random cuts and bruises he would find on his body when he awoke. The sickness and rigidness also always followed a few days after.

While on that particular subject something that Remus had been meaning to talk to Sirius about popped back into his brain.

"Harry you wouldn't mind if I stepped aside with Sirius for a second to talk, would you?"

Harry looked up sharply his eyes pleading a question that he mouth was nervous to ask. Remus however caught on just by his look.

"No, were not discussing anything that has to do with you or the durselys, just some personal matters that I would rather not bother you with."

Harry nodded his head vigorously in response and went back to spinning some of his food around his plate with his fork.

Even though Remus saw this after everything that had happened in such a short amount of time he couldn't bring himself to comment on harry's manners.

From across the table Sirius was giving his a rather peculiar look. As far as he knew everything was going great and just beginning to look up now that everything was out in the open.

"Sirius," Remus said adding a silent command with his eyes for Sirius not to say anything and just follow.

They stood up and quietly began to walk over to the entryway that would lead them to the stairs.

As Sirius passed by harry he had the sudden instinct to reach out and ruffle his godson's already crazy hair. But thought against it and gingerly withdrew his hand back to his side, hoping that harry hadn't noticed.

They chose to talk in the bathroom, knowing that if harry did sneak up to listen in that one of their rooms probably would be the first places he would go. They still added a small silencing charm just in case harry was as clever as they believed he was.

The bathroom in their house was as ordinary as one would be in a muggle house. There wasn't much magical to the look of it. There was a toilet of course, a bath/shower, and counter with mirror overhead. Blue and white tiles, white walls, and a few small photos, mostly of hippogriffs strangely enough.

It was the little things though that truly made if a wizards bathroom. Like the fact that the mirror had a non-breaking charm on it. The drawers had also been charmed to offer you exactly what you needed when you opened them, so you wouldn't ever have to go through the hassle of searching through clutter. And the tiled floor had a spell on it to stop people from falling when they slipped.

But those magical improvements no matter how much they helped were the last thing on Remus's mind.

"Something wrong moony you old fuzz ball?" Sirius asked trying to lighten the tension in the room.

Half his mind kept reminding him that harry was with them, there was no way something else could have gone wrong. And the other half whispered defiantly that this was harry they were talking about, there was usually always trouble.

Remus although he hated to admit it, had in a way lied to harry down in the dining room. They weren't about to discuss his abuse in depth but he and it were going to be talked about.

He didn't want to say what he was about to… in fact it was breaking his heart but he knew it was for the better.

"Sirius my transformation is coming up," he began.

"So?" Sirius rudely interrupted. Not seeing why his friend had brought him up here to talk about that.

"And I believe," Remus continued on as though Sirius hadn't said anything, "that from now on I should find somewhere to go and handle this myself, you should stay with harry."

It hurt so much on account of moony just getting his pack back after it being gone for so long. Even when Sirius was on the run he still snuck outside and transformed himself into a dog to keep Remus Company.

After a while moony had once again grown familiar with his old companion being back, the pain got better and he no longer felt lonely.

He knew that moony wouldn't like suddenly being alone again and it would probably be much like his first transformation after lily and James died, sad and alone even with the help of his potion.

But he cared far more for harry than he did himself so he was willing to feel that again during full moons so Sirius could stay behind a look after him.

"Are you insane? I wouldn't make you go through that!" Sirius responded. Suddenly glad that there was the extra precaution of the silencing charm seeing as his voice was rapidly escalating.

"Sirius calm down and think about harry. We can't just toss him around to people's houses transformation after transformation! He needs at least one of us around for support and reassurance after everything that's happened even on full moons and it sure as hell can't be me."

The look on Sirius's face told Remus that he was trying to come up with another argument but was failing.

"Look… I know that it's going to be painful but it's also going to be painful if moony knows his cub is out there somewhere without us and missing having us around him."

"But harry would understand Remus! He would know that it's not safe for him to be around during the full moon. He won't mind staying away for just a few nights while we sort this out."

"Would he really Sirius, are you sure?" Remus questioned, "He might not say it aloud but he doesn't want to leave us quite yet. He just gained a family and with him having to relive all that went on at those awful muggles he's not going to be too keen on being separated from us."

"So what are we going to do then?" Sirius asked in defeat. He could tell that Remus wasn't going to give up on his choice. And as much as he didn't like it he knew that he did in fact have a point.

However at the same time he wasn't going to just drop his. He just never imagined that day when he would have to choose between Remus or harry.

Remus though, didn't want him to ever even think of having to make a choice like that, that's why he had tried to make this decision on his own.

"Your hell bent on joining me aren't you?" Remus replied, not answering the question in the slightest.

Sirius could only nod, the pressure of still having to talk to harry about James and figuring this out was weighing on him.

"Ron's house?" Sirius supplied.

"No… not quite yet at least, harry could still start to feel uneasy because of what happened last time we were there."

"Neville's?"

"I hear his grandmother's insane… and she wears the most ridicules clothing." Remus added thinking about when he had taught the students of Hogwarts about boggarts.

They made their way down the steps not bothering to talk to each other. This small problem was turning into some massive confusion, so naturally their minds were preoccupied with solving it.

When they reentered the dining room both were surprised to see that harry was no longer there. Neither had seen him up stairs and they doubted that he would retreat to his room.

Just as they were beginning to believe that he had gone outside they heard noises coming from the kitchen, in confusion they followed them.

Remus and Sirius entered the other room to find that harry had taken some of the dishes from the table and was preserving what food he could then cleaning them.

"What are you doing?" Sirius asked.

The sudden loud noises of his godfather's voice caused harry to jump a little and turn around quickly.

Seeing the slightly frightened look on his face Remus was forced to intervene before this got worse.

"He's not mad harry he just doesn't understand why you're doing the dishes."

"Well they have to be cleaned don't they? And I was getting rather bored just hanging around in the dining room."

"Yes they do but that is no longer your job harry." Sirius added coming forward and gently pulling harry away from the sink.

"We have magic harry, that's what we use to do certain things like that." Remus added.

"I just don't see the point in using it for something that I could easily do without it."

"Haven't you been to the Weasleys harry? It makes everything go so much quicker and why not use it if you have it?"

Harry was prepared to argue that the Weasleys needed to use it with so many people going through their house. But after seeing the look on both his guardians faces he knew it better not to argue.

When harry turned away Remus sent Sirius a look that clearly stated now would be the best time to have that conversation.

"Pup why don't you head up to your room, I'll join you up there in just a second so we can have a chat."

This sentence caused Harry to worry more than either Remus or Sirius knew. What could they need to talk about? Would he be sent somewhere else or back to the Durselys?

He knew very well that neither Sirius nor Remus would ever do that to him but he couldn't help it if it passed his mind.

Sharing one last look with each of them harry silently went back to his room, trying to stop his hands from beginning to shake.

"Get the box from the dining room and hurry upstairs, don't make him more nervous." Remus commented. While he himself moved over to the sink and began to finish what harry had started.

"Alright, but why are you doing that?"

"He does make a good point." Replied Remus with a shrug.