Hello guys. I'm sorry that it took so long, but I was finishing school. All characters belong to J.K Rowling, though I might add one or two that belong to me. Part of the HP saga will be quoted.

The moment they walked out of the house, Remus realize they had made a mistake. –"We didn't think this through"

Sirius looked at him confused, only to realize that he was right. How were they going to get home without scaring Harry?—"We can take the night bus."

"That would be fantastic. I can see the prophet tomorrow. Lord Black takes the night bus with his godson the boy-who-lived. Yes, I don't think so."

"We don't have many options"— Sirius said, looking down at Harry. Who was watching them carefully.

Remus knelt in front of Harry—"Cub I have to carry you"—Harry looked scared

-"It will be quick but is the only way to get home"

"Where is your car?"

"No, we don't have a car. We have other ways of transportation, how about I show you what we're going to do?"—Sirius said, Harry nodded.

Sirius smiled–"I only have to close my eyes and think about Home— and with that Sirius disappeared, leaving a scared Harry behind.

He was gone, Sirius just disappeared, Harry took a step back afraid.

"No, no, it's OK."— Remus said quickly—"We will be doing the same, though we might need a car for the future."

"How?"—He squeaked.

"Well, I do the job. I carry you and think of home and we just apparate there. It's very complicated, but I'm excellent at it. You just have to hold on very, very tight."

"Does it hurt?"

"It feels strange, but I promise it will be quick"

Harry was really confused, but he nodded. He couldn't go back, so he allowed Remus to carry him.—"Close your eyes."

He did as he was told, and suddenly he felt like he couldn't breathe and like he was being hugged by two walls, his stomach felt funny and his head hurt.

–"It's OK, you can let go."— He heard a voice say from his side.

Remus slowly put him on the floor. He opened his eyes and saw two set of eyes looking at him with concern. He couldn't help it and vomited.

"Oh, poor thing"—

"The night bus was the better option"

"Too risky, no one needs to know we have him yet."

He felt someone doing circles on his back. "It's OK. The dizziness will pass."

Harry shook his head. –"I didn't like that…"

"Sorry, kid."— Sirius said. –"Come on; let's get you a glass of water inside." Harry nodded and was about to apologize for getting sick when he saw the house in front of him. He opened his eyes wide open, Remus laughed and closed for him.—"it's big isn't it" –He slightly pushed him to the front door, where he stopped.

"Go on pup, you're home"

The house was so big, he knew he would get lost. He followed both men down the hall when he saw one of the portraits move. He screamed when the old man fishing on a dock said Hello, making the men fall into the water. Both men chuckled. He looked up at them, would they lock him away for doing strange things? He turned around to stare at the multiple doors around him, was one of them his new cupboard?

"I'm sorry"—He said quietly, looking at his shoes.

"Hey, it's alright."— Sirius smiled, and to his amazement, he apologized to the painting.—"Sorry, Mr. Ellington he has never seen a moving portrait."

"Big surprise there, lad."—The portrait said

Remus gently pulled him away. He didn't dare to look at any more paintings; he walked into a big white and blue kitchen. It was huge; he knew it would take a lot of time to clean.

"Master is back. Should Kreacher start lunch?"

Harry heard the voice. Sirius was standing in front of him, so he couldn't see. Remus tapped his shoulder and gave him a glass of water. –"Here, drink it slowly"

"Thank you"— he said, trying to peek at who Sirius was talking. Was there another boy here? And then Harry saw him, an ugly looking creature with big brown eyes. His head snapped directly at him, and for the second time Harry Screamed, making the elf jump.

"Harry, it's all right. This is Kreacher, he is a house elf. He's in charge of cleaning, making our food and watching the house"

Harry studied the elf— "What's in elf?"

"I am in elf Master. Kreacher is sorry for scaring you"—Harry was about to say no problem, but the elf bow, like people do when they meet the lady with the big hat he saw once in TV. "That's the queen, she doesn't associate with the likes of you"—His aunt had told him.

Harry frown—"Why, why did you do that?"

"Respect, Kreacher, must respect."

"Oh,"— Harry said, so he did what felt right and bow to the mean looking elf. Making the men laugh, and the elf made a squeaky sound. –"It's nice to meet you"—Harry said, extending his hand. The elf looked at it like it was bad—"You have to hold it too, like this"—Harry went on to grab Kreacher´s hand on his. –"My name is boy, what's yours?"

Both men share a look. Sirius eyes hooded with anger.

"Kreacher"—the elf squeak, letting go of Harry. His eye twitching.

"And your real name?"

"That's his real name"—Remus said, trying to control his voice.

Harry nodded –"Well, my real name is Harry."

-"Pleased to meet you, little master." –Kreacher ran away to make lunch. Murmuring under his breath how strange his new little master was.

"Oh, right. I should help. You should show me where everything is so that I know, for when it's my turn."— He said, trying to follow Kreacher.

Sirius intervened.—"Harry, you're not here to cook."

"I can clean…"

"No cub. Come with us, we will show you what you're doing here."

Sirius and Remus had a plan; they would have lunch, show Harry the house, and then explain magic in case he didn't know. His room would be last, now it seems they would start with his room.

Remus whispered quietly towards Sirius. –"His room first"

"Harry, we will show you the house later. First, we will show you where you're staying, OK."

Harry nodded. Where would they put him? He thought when he passed the doors, maybe outside? But they had passed the front door. They went up the stairs, and he was in front of a hallway with a long hallway to the left.

"The rooms to the left are two guest rooms and the rooms of the hallway in front of you are the library, the sun room, the living room, Remus office"—Sirius said

–"Let's go up."—They went up more stairs—"This is the third floor. This is my room"— Remus said, pointing at the first door to the left, painted in blue. They kept going up.

"And finally, this is the fourth floor, where you and I will be sleeping"—Sirius said. –"The black door is my room. I decided to colour code the bedrooms, mine is Black, Moony is blue, and we left yours white so that you could decide which colour."

Harry just stared back at him. Still not processing what he was saying, the house was huge, and it had too many rooms.—"Wow. It's big"—Harry said, staring around the hall. Each door white and black was in front of each other right next to the stairs. There was another door at the end of the Hall.

"Yes it is, but you will get used to it. Want to see your room?"—Sirius said, bouncing.

"Forgive him, he's been excited since we started painting it"

"I have a room?"—Harry said in wonder

"Of course you do." –Remus smiled kindly.

Sirius wanted to hug the little boy in front of him, but after he saw how terrified he had been in Remus arms, he knew Harry would have to get use to them before allowing any type of hugs or kisses. But just seeing him so small and frighten broke his heart. He had been such a happy baby.

Remus and Harry walked into his room very slowly. The room was huge for just a small four-year-old, but Harry would grow. It had a small suite with a couch, a desk a small coffee table and a wall with a few bookshelves, it had a door to a small balcony and a wall that separated to another room where his bed, bathroom, and closet were.

"This is mine?" –Harry said, looking around.

"This is all yours, this is what you are doing here, Harry. We want you to live with us."—Remus smiled, sitting in the couch.

"We want to be your family"—Sirius smiled, kneeling in front of the boy

"Why?"

"Harry, come here"—Remus guided him to the couch.—"You're a smart boy, I know you will understand this. Sometimes one can't do everything they want, Sirius and i, we couldn't come get you from your aunt because we weren't allowed. Sirius was…"

Sirius cough, they have discussed not overwhelming Harry with the full true just yet. They had no plans of taking him to Diagon Alley just yet.

"I was not here in England. I was very far away and couldn't come back quickly, and Remus didn't know where you were."

"But Aunt Petunia is mommy's sister, are you my daddy's brothers?"

Both men smiled—"Not by blood, but we have been friends since we are eleven, and we are now twenty-five."—Remus laughed, letting the four-year-old make his own counting.

"That sounds like a lot"—Harry said, making them laugh.

Kreacher appeared in the room telling them Lunch was ready. Making Harry scream again, the elf was starting to look concern for the little boy, Sirius told him to serve lunch outside.

"We forgot to warn Kreacher."

Harry was still looking, to the spot Kreacher had disappeared.

"Ah yes, we still have something else to um…explain, but let's go have lunch."

They walked down the stairs; Sirius couldn't help but grab his hand as he walked down the stairs. He smiled when the boy didn't move away. They went back down to the kitchen, where Kreacher was waiting for them with cold appetizers and chips. Remus had ordered him to put out a glass of milk and juice for Harry.

Sirius helped him to sit, and the boy seemed excited by all the food.

"Eat, Harry, or do you need help cutting your sandwich?"

"Is this all for me?"

"Of course, this is for you; no one here is going to take your food away from you. If you're hungry, tell us or Kreacher, and he'll make you something to eat."

Harry didn't know what to say, this was something new for him. He could only nod.

"Harry, there is something we have to tell you"

Harry looked at both of them, while he put a chip to his mouth.

Sirius didn't know how to start. So Remus took the initiative.

"Harry, have you ever done things you can't explain. Like blowing up a light bulb or opening a locked door just by touching it?

Harry looked at them with panic in his eyes. He knew what they were telling him, but he didn't know if he should tell them yes or if they would punish him or lock him up.

"Do you know why that happens?"

Harry denied

"because it's magic"

"Magic doesn't exist, Uncle Vernon..."

"Vernon is an idiot."

Harry looked at him open-mouthed, they never swore, even Dudley had been scolded when he came home saying bad words from school.

Remus glared at Sirius. — "Remember what we talked about not swearing?"

"I'm sorry, Harry, but it's the truth. Magic exists, wizards and witches exist, your dad and mom were one and so are we." –So Sirius took out his wand and made his glass of juice dance, sprinkling it all over the table.

"Subtle padfoot"

"It's better if we just tell him."

"How did you do that?"

"With my wand"— Sirius showed him—"When wizards turn eleven they go to a school called Hogwarts, that's where we met your mom and dad. You will go there, to go you have to buy a wand, and they will teach you how to use it."

Harry tried to grab the wand, but he noticed and pulled his hand towards him.—"Sometimes when they locked me in my cupboard, I could open the door at night. I just had to touch it, once I fell, and I thought I should go to the doctor but no, my arm was better the next day" –said with astonishment

"It's okay, here"—Sirius told him.—"But since it's not your wand it can be dangerous if you play with it. If you want to see magic, ask Remus or I can show you"—Sirius smiled, though he shared a look with Remus.

And that was how they ate. Harry watching the wand, Remus transfigured the teacup into several different objects, and Sirius encouraged him to keep eating. But unfortunately many years of badly eating, Harry only managed to eat half of it.

Remus knew they'd need to go to St. Mungo's soon

After they finished eating, they showed Harry around the house.

Harry was once again in the main hallway of the house.

"Harry, my office is here"—Sirius pointed to the door near the stairs—"Sometimes the door will be closed, but you just have to knock, but if you need something you just go in because no one is going to scold you"

With that same calm emotion. They showed him the rest of the house, they explained to him what the floo was and with it came the first rule, not to go near the fireplace.

He was shown around the library and Remus's office, the sun room where Sirius told him it was all his to play with. Remus showed him to his room and told him that he was welcome whenever he wanted. They showed him his game room, which was down the hall from where his room was.

Harry had spent the afternoon exploring his new home. He listened as Sirius and Remus talked about things related to him, but he didn't pay attention to them, he was more worried about how big the house was, about the idea that magic existed or of the little elf that looked sulky and looked at him as if he were something strange. As Harry ran through the gardens, and Remus and Sirius trailed after him, they spoke.

"We have to establish a routine"

"I know."

"No pampering him more than he should. He needs love, not things."

"I know Moony, but come on, he needs clothes and toys, and he has to choose…" –Sirius started, but fell off when Remus glared at him.

"I'm not saying no. We just don't need a mini James, even though they look pretty much the same. We'll buy him his clothes and let him pick out his own toys. We will let him get use to us and the house. He has to see we don't want him to clean and cook. Give him a few weeks he will start asking for things and there you can pamper him, remembering that now you are the father figure not the fun uncle."

Sirius sighed. "This won't be easy."

"No, but it's worth it, look at him"

Sirius smiled. His pup was with them and that was what mattered, everything else they could overcome together.

After all, the day came to an end. Remus let Sirius take care of giving Harry a bath while he was reviewing a few letters that had arrived.

Sirius and Harry walked to the bathroom inside his room. Sirius turned to look at Harry.

"Pup, do you know how to bathe yourself? Or do you want me to help you?"

Harry bit his lip. –"Umm Aunt Petunia helped me, but you don't have..."

"If you want me to help you, that is fine, I just wanted you to be comfortable." Sirius ran the bath, he poured some bubbles and helped Harry undress and tried to control his anger when he saw Harry's ribs showing and several bruises on his legs.

He said nothing and helped Harry wash his hair. The boy was tense, so Sirius told him about what Remus was doing, he wanted to tell him about his parents, but he didn't know if it would be much for Harry after the emotional day he had.

Once the bath was over, Sirius carried Harry to bed. For a moment, the two looked at each other, not knowing what to do. This was new to both of them.

Remus knocked on the door at that moment. -"I brought a book."

"Oh, thank Merlin"

Remus looked at him strangely.

"We didn't know what to do," Harry said. "We just stared at each other." Remus laughed and Sirius ran a hand down his neck.

"It's normal, this is new for the three of us, but I think we can make this a regular thing. Do you like stories, Harry?"

"Yes, at school sometimes the teacher reads to us"

"That's good. Maybe you'd like to read this one"—he handed him the book the Tales of Peter Rabbit—"My mom used to read this book to me when I was little. I think it would be good to read it to all three of us."

So that's what they did, by the end of the book Harry was fast of sleep. Sirius and Remus charmed his room to be informed if he woke up, and both went down to the Sun room to have a drink.

"He's finally home, Moony"

"I know. He looks just like them, it hurts a little bit"

"I know, it should be them, not use. But we can't keep on that Rems, it isn't healthy, we have to keep it together. Our lives are about to change."

"Oh, I know Gringotts have sent me confirmation and so has Susan, Harry is legally yours. It won't be long before everyone knows Lord Black has taken custody of the boy who lived."

Here it is guys sorry for the much long delayed, but life got on the way and I decided to focus on Harry and his friends read the Saga. But I will be updating this one a lot more.