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To everyone – I feel loved!  ^^  The Dursley's will be coming soon.  More than likely chap 39 as 38 is . . . well, I don't want to spoil it now do I?  Anyway, Dursley's soon.  AND THEY WILL PAY!!!  *evil laughter*

Krista Snape/Tanja – Ooo, certainly.  And I'd love to read it when its posted.  ^^

Chapter 37 **Padfoot and Moony**

Sirius stormed down the hallway, heading out of the castle and into the cold air and snowy grounds.  He walked angrily out into it, the wind whipping his hair in every which direction.

"Sirius!"

Turning, Sirius saw Remus bounding down the steps and running across the snow towards him, his already gray speckled hair getting flecked with white from the falling snow.

"Moony."

Remus sighed and came to a stop a little away from him.  He said, "Padfoot . ."

Sirius turned away from his friend and growled, "Why didn't he tell me?"

Remus sighed again.  "I'm certain he thought this would be your reaction if he told you."

"Then why didn't Dumbledore tell me?"

"He probably thought you'd rather hear it from Harry.  He is still your godson Sirius, Snape's son or not."

Sirius sighed and softly said, "Snape's son.  I can't believe it.  Harry, Snape's son.  Harry Snape.  Merlin, that sounds ridiculous.  What will everyone else think?"

Remus frowned then said, "They'll think he knew all along probably.  And then Harry will have the whole wizarding world against him."

"Oh Merlin . . .  Skeeter would have a field day with this.  A field day, Moony."

"Which is one reason its good Hermione caught her in her Animagus form and is holding her."

"Hermione?"

"Don't sound so shocked Padfoot.  Hermione has slapped Draco Malfoy, punched him, and also yelled and punched Ron.  She's not a bookworm like many think."

Sirius blinked.  "Good grief, she's Lily all over again."

Remus snorted.  "Let's not go that far Padfoot."

"Just stating the truth Moony."

Remus sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Let's go inside Padfoot.  We're going to freeze to death out here."

Sirius sighed as well and turned around.  "Alright."  He headed up towards the castle and Remus followed him, watching his old friend look at the three figures in the Great Hall as they walked past.

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Inside Remus' quarters the two men had a small bit a food and talked, mainly about Harry.

"I came here to spend time with Harry, Moony.  How can I do that with Snape and Snape keeping tabs on him?"

Remus frowned and said, "Saerry isn't that bad Padfoot.  She's nothing like Severus, who, may I add, has become somewhat tolerable since he found out Harry was his son."

Sirius blinked.  "You're joking."

"No."

"I never thought there would be a day when Snape was tolerable."

"I only said somewhat."

"Yes, I know.  But you still said tolerable."

"I'm going to regret that aren't I?"

"Of course.  Now, are those three planning something?  Because I swore I heard the word 'prank' when we walked by the Great Hall."

Remus shrugged and replied, "I have no idea.  If they are, it will be something very, very bad for whoever the prank is being laid on.  I've learned that Saerry is quite the mischief-maker."  He grinned and added, "And so is Harry and Severus for that matter."

Sirius blinked and said, "All three of them?  Good grief.  They could give us a run for our money."

"Exactly."

There was a moment of silence before Sirius waved his fork at Remus and said, "You do know we're going to have to find out what they're up to don't you?"

"Of course.  What is a prank without Sirius Black, the King of Pranks?"

"Oh, I wouldn't say 'king'.  'Lord' maybe, but certainly not 'king'."

"Come off it Sirius.  You know as well as I do most of the Marauder's pranks were made by you and James."

"Why thank you Moony."

Remus snorted and took a sip of apple cider.

"So, when are you going to ask what they're planning?"

"I'll ask Harry in the morning."

"If you can catch him."

"Oh, I'll catch him.  I'll get the password to the Tower from Dumbledore and be waiting in the common room in the morning.  Surprise him."

"Bet you will."

Sirius affected a look of surprise.  "What is that supposed to mean, Moony?"

"Padfoot, you and 'surprise' together spells trouble.  In all capital letters and flashing neon."

"Jealous Moony?"

"Hardly."

Sirius laughed and Remus smiled.  The two stayed up for a few more hours, talking of old times and what exactly Sirius was going to do in the morning to Harry.

A/N: Next stop, the Dursley's!  Oooo, this is going to be so much fun.  The Dursley's are my least favorite characters.  Right after Fudge, Skeeter, and Wormtail. . . .  Who, may I add, will be the next victims, ahem, newcomers in my little bit of insanity Locked in With a Madwoman.  *laughs maniacally*  I am going to have fun with those three . . .