Harry was settled down on the couch happy to have a break from cleaning the place, Sirius and Lupin were telling him a bit about his parents. Just neither of them were overly informative, it was like they were trying to forget about something or even just being lost in the past somehow.

Ron was stuffing his face in the corner also happy to be on a break from cleaning, his hunger got the best of him. A lot. Hermione was reading, as per usual learning new spells for the year to come. Whilst Fred and George were apparating around the place and hiding all the cleaning products so they wouldn't be forced into helping.

The door opened and everyone exchanged a glance, everyone that should be here was here. Harry had to wonder, who in the name of Merlin was at the door. There was a loud clunk that had likely come from a fallen umbrella stand. Tonks immediately came to Harry's mind.

"Hippogriff sticks," a female voice said. That didn't sound like Tonks to Harry, it sounded a little Australian actually. In the corner of his eye he saw Sirius and Lupin exchange a nervous glance.

"I'll go," Sirius said and within a few second Sirius was around the corner.

Harry heard a scream, one that he really hoped didn't belong to his godfather.

"Sirius," the same voice near screamed, she sounded different now like maybe she was on the verge of crying.

"I can't believe you're alive," Harry heard Sirius say.

"I can't believe you're alive," the females voice mimicked before they both started to laugh. One sounding quite childish, but almost infectious. Harry noticed that Lupin had now tensed beside him, but resisted giving him a questioning look.

Sirius moved into view, with a girl in his arms. He was holding her tightly and spinning her around. She was fairly petite and only came around his neck, her hair was long and a nice shade of red that vaguely resembled a member of the Weasley's or even his mothers. All Harry could see other than her hair was how pale she was, and that she was covered with blood and dirt on her white shirt and denim shorts. A Gryffindor tie was wrapped around her left wrist and at least that explained to Harry how they knew each other.

Her face was buried in his neck and Sirius hand's were still wrapped around her tightly. The whole room was silent aside from their laughter, just watching as the scene played out. Harry didn't think he had ever seen Sirius look so happy before, or at least not to this extent.

They finally let go, Sirius' face had now paled like he was remembering something grave and important. Lupin was still tense and looked like he was ready to bolt at any moment.

"Who is that?" Harry asked looking between the girl and Lupin.

Lupin relaxed a little and gave Harry a small and fleeting smile, "That is my wife."

Sirius

I make a spectacle like that in front of him, genius Black, Sirius thought.

"You're what?" Harry yelled. Red froze and started to look uneasy, guess she hadn't spotted him yet. Sirius watched those as she spotted him, and swore he did try not to laugh but her hair lit up just like it always did when she saw him or someone mentioned him. Even after all this time. Red hit him hard in the chest before laughing herself, they both knew they probably looked insane right now. Remus caught Sirius' eye before leaving the room.

Red sighed beside him watching him go, "Well," Red said rocking back and forth on the spot.

"Hi I'm Harry," Harry decided to cut into the awkward silence. Red's eyes locked onto him and Sirius saw she was about to cry. Out of all the scenarios he'd thought of Red actually being alive and seeing her again, having her meet Harry. Well this scenario never came up oddly enough.

"Bloody hell you look like James," she finally said. "Your hair is a lot neater though, if that's possible. Stop laughing at me Sir."

"Oh okay you've been here for two minutes and you're already bossing me around déjà vu much," Sirius all but pouted.

"Alright," she said facing him and placed her hands on her hips. "List seven times I've bossed you around. Bet you a galleon you can't."

"Seven, easy," Sirius scoffed. "Well there was that time in fifth year potions and that other time in potions oh and that one time when you caught on fre."

"Seriously," she made that pun, which was only really okay when he did it. "That's what you're going with? Because there was that one time down by the Black Lake when you and that bastard Peter were screwing around in fourth year and Jackson was walking by. Then first year History of Magic you know the one," she winked. "During the final Quidditch game in seventh year," Sirius smiled good times. "During the OWLS after the OWLS, when Lily came in with James and me at work and you just happened to tag along and finally with Filch sixth year and that potion. That'll be a galleon."

"What no," Sirius said.

"You couldn't and I could, clearly my memory of bossing you around is superior," Red smiled.

"You're not superior to me in anyway Reds," Sirius said suddenly aware of Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred, George and Molly's eyes on them, but merlins beard fighting with her, he really didn't think he would miss it this much.

"Really?" she smirked taking a few steps forward until she was right up next to him. Her head tilted up so she could see his face properly. "I think you're forgetting one little thing Black," her hands trailed up and down his chest. Sirius heard a shuffling and hoped to Merlin that Moony hadn't just walked back into the room.

Sirius' chest felt hot, looking down at where her hand was rested over his heat it was glowing red and orange. She giggled, that one she had like she was four, still hadn't grown out of that one.

"Cheat," Sirius said.

"I'm confused," Ron said. "Isn't she hitched or whatnot to Professor Lupin?"

Sirius watched as her hair turned brighter than the sun, but she was hiding a smile on her rosy red lips. 36 and somehow she managed to look 25 and covered in blood.

"Merlin's beard Red what the hell happened to you?" Sirius exclaimed finally taking a proper look at her. Aside from all the blood and dirt she looked way too skinny, like she hadn't eaten in days.

"Oh you know," she shrugged. "Tell you later, after a shower perhaps?"

"It's not exactly functional," she shot him a look. "Upstairs the only door that isn't completely covered in dust. Enjoy a cold shower."

"Do you remember anything Black?" Red smirked while walking backwards up the stairs, not the best idea considering her habit of falling over anything and everything. She opened her palm and out came a steaming water droplet. "I'm awesome."

"Same old Red," Sirius said shaking his head and going back to sit down and face whatever question they may have now that he had caused such a scene.

Remus

She was back, back to flirting with Sirius anyway Remus thought sadly. Could she not see him standing against the wall? Did she not get that she didn't need to get right up into Sirius' face like they were back at Hogwarts even if he wasn't in the room?

"So who's that?" Fred Weasley asked when Remus walked back into the room.

"Red," Sirius supplied. "She's just an old friend."

"What's with all the flashy magic tricks?" George asked

"She does that," Remus said all eyes shifting to him now, answering questions about Red was so easy.

"A lot," Sirius added.

It was almost sad how true those words were. She always or at least Remus knew that she used to purposefully find a reason to be a slight arsonist or wake one of her friends up with a water ball to the face, or even on the occasion making a tree grow and hang James and Sirius from it when they were being too much of a twat.

Few questions followed after that, who she was and how they knew her.

Sirius dove into the story of Red, something Remus wasn't sure he wanted to hear. But she appeared in the doorway with a nervous look on her face. Drying her hair that just kept getting brighter when she saw Remus. She had on the same clothes and Remus was beginning to wonder just how long she had been in them.

"Hey," she said a little awkwardly, she looked uncomfortable. Sure Red was never one for standing in front of a bunch of people but usually she was better than this. She gave the room one last awkward smile and then left the room.

Red

You say hey and then leave? Seriously Red is that all you've got? You've lost whatever edge you've had, it's been thrown out of a dusty window and run over by a truck.

"Oh hello dear," Someone to her right said. Looking over it was a woman around her height, she was plump and had red hair like most of the room. She had a big smile on her face that faltered she spotted Red's choice of dress. "Good heavens," she said looking Red up and down. "What on Earth have you been up to?"

Red didn't know her name yet, but she felt quite comfortable in her presence. She was a bit older than her maybe ten or so years?

"Oh you know the usual, fighting and stuff," Red stuttered out. She could easily tell the story to Sirius, Remus if she could manage to stay in the same room as him Red imagined it would be the easiest thing in the world.

"Forgive my rudeness, I'm Molly Weasley," She said politely.

"Red Lu-" Red stopped herself. "Just Red."

"Ginny dear could you come in here for a minute," Molly called out into the room. A moment later another red headed girl was in front of her, staring at Red with wide eyes and she had to wonder what the hippogriff she knew about her. Red gave her best smile, hoping her appearance wasn't as shocking the second time around.

"Would you mind fetching some clothes for her Gin," Molly asked who Red figured was her daughter. She nodded and began to head up the stairs.

"Wait," Red said. "It's alright you really don't need to give me anything, I can just go out and get something." Which was a lie, she didn't exactly leave the Ministry on the best of terms, and considering how she had been getting around. It was quite a miracle she had made it this far without drawing in too much attention.

"Nonsense," Molly said. "In that state?"

"Erm," well aside from the fact she didn't really have any money, this wasn't a great plan. "If you're worried about dressing like a teenager, we can fix that up later in the meantime you'll just have to survive. And you don't appear to be anyone else's size, you're quite small. Well nothing a good meal won't fix."

"Thanks," Red said earnestly.

"Is that all mum?" Ginny asked handing Red a pair of jeans and blue shirt.

"Yes Ginny."

"Nice to meet you," she smiled at Red and went back inside the room.

"You too," Red said looking back nervously at the room, where he was and her godson.

"Are you hungry?" Molly asked. "Of course you are look at the state of you."

Red had to laugh, she'd kind of been living off stolen items of late which mostly consisted of stale bread and beans. Merlins beard she hated beans.

"That would be fantastic," Red smiled.

"Lunch is on shortly in that room," she said pointing down the hall.

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