Author's Note: YES!! By my count this leaves me with 99 reviews! *Wipes tears away from her eyes* I LOVE YOU PEOPLE!!! Here's the next chapter just because I love you all!!!! THANK YOU!! I'm one away!!

Just a note, I didn't have Harry kill Voldemort. *smiles meekly* I don't really like the idea of Harry being a murderer (even if Voldemort deserves it). Let's just leave it at he's in a heavily guarded, heavily spelled down jail cell, and his wand snapped with all the contents within grinded into a fine powder. :-D

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Family

Sirius was sitting on the roof, looking up at the star that had given him his name. Beside it, twinkling brightly, was Harry's star. It flickered, though not in a communicative way. He wasn't surprised when Harry came crawling through the window to sit beside his godfather.

'Its nice out,' he stated, pulling his knees up and resting his elbows on them.

'It is.' Sirius agreed. He smiled, sensing Harry's uneasiness at the bout of silence that followed.

'Thank you.' he said suddenly. The gesture caught him off guard.

'Pardon?'

Harry looked away. 'Thank you.'

'For what?'

'For not running headlong into a wall to try to find me.'

'You mean for not getting myself killed?'

Harry nodded, which made Sirius laugh.

'You're welcome.'

'And for coming to get me.'

'Well you should know better than to expect any less of me.'

Harry nodded once more.

'I do. But, still.'

'Don't worry, Harry. Everything's all right now. Peter's been caught too, so within a few days my name will be cleared.'

Harry smiled. Wide.

'That'll be fantastic!'

'I thought we could go somewhere really crowded where it would cause a lot of panic.'

Laughing, Harry shook his head. 'I'm not so sure that would be wise.'

'I know. It would be fun though.'

Harry thought. 'Hogsmeade?'

Sirius looked down at his godson, surprised. 'You're actually for this?'

'Well, I'm sure most people will know. But it would be interesting to see the looks on people's faces. Especially if I'm there with you.'

Sirius laughed heartily, wrapping an arm around Harry's shoulders. He thought on something, and knew himself to be a fool when thinking about it, but knew better than to leave the issue hanging.

'Um, Harry?' he started after clearing his throat. 'I was wondering...I know that I have legal custody of you as your godfather but, I was wondering, if you'd be interested in...well...'

'In what?'

'Well, if I adopted you as my son?'

'What?' Harry seemed rather shocked.

'Of course, I didn't think you'd want to, but I-'

'Are you kidding?' Somewhere, Sirius had heard that tone before. It had been six years ago when they had first met, when he had asked Harry if he'd wanted to live with him. He knew it was foolish to hope Harry's reaction would be the same for this situation. 'That would be great!'

Sirius eyes came up from the ground where he had cast them shamefully.

'Really?'

'Yeah!'

Both of them smiled, widely. Harry rested his head on Sirius' shoulder, barely able to contain his joy. He didn't worry about what people might think, he didn't care! He was finally going to have a dad! James Potter had been his birthfather, but Harry knew deep down that he would be okay with this. It would be better this way. His father would have approved of this.

* * *

Mrs. Weasley sat down with her son Ron and talked through most of the night. She'd worried about him throughout the entire ordeal of Harry's disappearance, but within these few days alone he'd recovered remarkably.

'Mom, I want to ask you something.'

'What is it dear?' she leaned over the table and pat his hand.

'I've been thinking and...well...Hermione and I...well....'

'Yes dear?'

'I want to purpose to her.' Whatever silence that had settled on the house soon shattered when Molly squealed in utter delight. Ron silenced her quickly. 'She doesn't know yet!'

'Oh!' Mrs. Weasley sighed. 'Well, let me know when she says yes!'

'If she says yes.'

'Oh don't you be worrying darling, she will!'

Ron sighed. 'Right.'

* * *

When Harry had gone to bed, Sirius had run enthusiastically to Remus' room. He jumped on the bed as he and James used to do in their childhood days, shaking him hard. Remus had always been a hard one to wake.

'Wha-what is it?' Remus rubbed his eyes. 'Sirius this had better be good. It's one o'clock!'

'Harry accepted it!!!' Sirius nearly shrieked in a whisper like voice. His heart beat rapidly at the excitement of finally telling someone.

'Accepted what? Sirius what are you talking about? And get rid of that gleam in your eye, that always means your planning something devious! Don't laugh, I know you!'

But Sirius was laughing. 'You dolt! You've forgotten already? I asked Harry if he wanted me to adopt him!'

'OH!' Remus bolted up in his bed, suddenly quite awake. 'What did he say?'

'I told you! He's for it! He seemed happy about it, even!'

Remus smiled gently. 'Well of course he was.'

'I was nervous though, that he wouldn't...like it would upset James or something...or his memory...what a foolish thing to say...'

Shaking his head, Remus sat beside Sirius upon his bed.

'Not at all. I think James would have preferred it this way. He knows you'll take care of Harry. Harry knows that James would not disprove. You're doing the right thing.'

'You think so?'

Remus nodded. 'Now for God's sake go get some sleep!'

Sirius nodded, leaving the room. Remus shook his head and fell back onto the bed, smiling. After all of this, the both of them deserved some happiness.