A/N: Oh my God! I can't believe it has been almost a complete year since I have updated this story. College and work was far too stressful this past year! I do have plans to finish this story and not abandon it and luckily my workload seems light this semester. Thank you so so much to anyone and everyone who has commented or followed this story during my absence, you are the reason I have continued to write.

Harry's first mirror call was much sooner than expected. Sirius and Remus were settled into their usual spots in the living room in front of the fire. Sirius, as always, cuddled into Remus' lap while he read. They had gone out to a muggle pub for lunch shortly after dropping off Harry at King's Cross and had spent the rest of the day wandering around London. Sirius had acted the same as he had as a teenager when Remus had shown him the small muggle village near the cottage, bombarding Remus with question after question.

Sirius was practically snoring when the mirror vibrated on the table. Before Remus could even put down his book Sirius was up and grabbing for the mirror.

"What's wrong, Prongslet!"

"Nothings wrong, really! I just … saw some things I thought you should know about."

"What is it, Harry?" Remus asked, pulling Sirius' arm so that they could both see the mirror.

"Today on the train, I … happened to overhear Malfoy bragging to his friends."

Remus smirked. "How did you 'happen' to overhear Malfoy? I doubt he was bragging about anything suspicious in the middle of the corridor."

Harry looked sheepish. "I may have snuck in under the invisibility cloak. Anyway, I heard him say that he was already doing work for Voldemort. He said that if his mission this year goes well he may not even come back to Hogwarts next year."

Harry was quiet for a second, letting his guardians think, "Do you think it's possible that Malfoy's already a Death Eater? I didn't think Voldemort recruited anyone that young."

Sirius grimaced and nodded. "He's done it before. You remember when I told you about my brother?" Harry nodded. "He was exactly your age when he joined."

Remus looped an arm around Sirius' waist, offering comfort from the painful memory. "It is also possible that Malfoy's making it all up, or exaggerating how big of a job Voldemort gave him. With his father in Azkaban, he had to find something new to impress his friends with."

Harry nodded somewhat disappointedly. "Yeah. I guess." He was silent for a second before his eyes lit up. "Oh, on a less serious note, I have good news and bad news." He smiled mischievously. "Which would you like to hear first?"

Sirius and Remus shared an unreadable look. "With your track record, I can already tell that I don't want to know any bad news," Sirius said.

"Best to just get it over with. What's the bad news?"

Harry laughed. "Snape is our new Defense professor!"

Remus sighed exasperatedly. "Harry, your opinions of Severus aside, he's actually the most competent professor Dumbledore's hired for the position in a long time. Except for myself, and even that was slightly irresponsible."

Harry smirked. "Then why does Sirius look like that?" He said, pointing at his godfather. Sirius appeared like a living cartoon, his face frozen in place with a horrified expression.

"Because your godfather is a drama queen." Remus grabbed Sirius' arms and shook him slightly.

Sirius blinked a couple of times and shook his head. "What in Merlin's bloody balls is Dumbledore thinking!"

Remus sighed. "Like I said, drama queen. What was the good news, anyway?"

"I was already invited to join the Slug Club!"

Remus and Sirius laughed. "Slughorn wastes no time."

"Hush now Moony! This is an extraordinary achievement for our young Potter. We are so proud Prongslet!"

Harry laughed which turned into a yawn. "Oh yeah! I also wanted to ask you, are there curses or hexes that can make it look like part of you is dying, that can't be healed? Dumbledore's hand, during his speech, was black and deformed. It looked dead."

Remus and Sirius shared a look of concern before turning back to Harry. "I can't think of any that could do something like that," Remus said as Sirius shook his head. "We'll do some research and let you know if we find anything."

Harry nodded and yawned again. "Thanks! I'm going to go up to bed now then. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Harry."

"Goodnight, Prongslet."

As Harry's face disappeared from the mirror, Sirius sighed and dropped back onto the couch dramatically. "As if worrying about Dumbledore wasn't bad enough. Now Voldemort might be recruiting people inside the school!"

Remus rubbed the sleep from his eyes, sighing. "I know."

"Sometimes I get the feeling Prongs is watching us somewhere and laughing his arse off at the fact that he left us with the most wanted, accident-prone kid in the entire wizarding world!"

They looked at each other before breaking out into laughter. After a few seconds, the laughter died down and they sat on the couch panting.

"Prongs' amusement aside," Remus started. "What in Merlin's name are we going to do if Draco really is a part of some big plan this year?"

"I don't know. I would say we could tell Dumbledore, but I really don't think we can trust him anymore."

Remus nodded. "Y'know, it has just now occurred to me, Harry is quite literally stalking Draco. I mean, he's always been suspicious of him but, it seems like his obsession has grown more this past year. If I wasn't so sure that he despises him, I would almost say it seems like he has a crush on him."

Sirius grimaced. "Oh, Gods! I don't even want to think about that being a possibility!"

Remus laughed. "Why not? It'd be a bit hypocritical of you to think like that, wouldn't it Padfoot?" He asked, kissing Sirius' cheek teasingly.

Sirius shook his head. "Him being gay I'd be fine with." Sirius smiled. "He'd be even more like me!" Remus snorted. "But him having a crush on a Slytherin! On Malfoy! I would have to disown him!"

Remus laughed softly. "No, you wouldn't."

"No … I wouldn't," Sirius said softly. "I couldn't." He smiled. "Just like I couldn't let go of you." He yawned and stood up. "Now Messr. Moony, I say we leave the panicking parenting stuff for tomorrow and you can come upstairs and show me exactly how much of a hypocrite I would be."

Remus chuckled as he stood up. "I don't think you really need any help with that Messr. Padfoot. Surely you can figure it out on your own."

Remus smirked and walked past Sirius out of the room. "Oi! Get back here you bastard!" He screamed as he ran after Remus, trying and failing to look offended.