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Cricket ~ Interesting huh? Thanks!
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DISCLAIMER: I own a lot of things, but I'm sure you can tell whom I do and whom I don't.
To clear up any confusion, Marc is Australian, but has lived in England (Privet Drive to be precise) since he was five. And I have nothing against England, Britain, or Australia. They're just teasing each other.
The Unknown and The Diaries
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter Six
Harry came out of his room, dressed in a black t-shirt, black jeans and his favourite black leather boots.
Charly raised an eyebrow. "Black again, Harry?"
Harry looked at her with an offended expression. "I happen to like black. Do you have a problem with that, Charlotte?"
Charly sighed. "I give up. Harry, you and only you have permission to call me Charlotte. It's my birthday present to you."
"Charly, he would do it anyway," Sonea pointed out. "And I thought you got him that -" she was cut off by Angel's hand covering her mouth.
"Sonea, shut up! You don't want Harry to know that we got him a rotten boiled egg for his birthday!"
Marc glared at her. "Now look, you've gone and told him!"
"Ah well," Brian said with a grin. "Now we'll just have to give him the chicken who laid it. By the way, why did the chicken cross the road?"
Harry smirked. "To get to Hogwarts."
"Nope."
Laurie giggled. "To throw Table Confetti at Dudley."
Brian laughed. "Close, but no."
Sonea glanced at Jess and they answered together. "To lay a rotten boiled egg!"
"No!"
"To throw Harry's birthday party?" Charly suggested half-heartedly. She was obviously still tired. Nine AM was early for her.
"Sorry Charly, but no."
"To play squash." Marc said.
Brian shook his head in amusement. "No, that was the orange."
"To get to the other side," Angel answered impatiently.
Brian sighed. "Angel, that was sad. Really."
"The reason the chicken crossed the road," Andre said in an all-knowing tone, "Was to throw rotten boiled eggs at Dudley Dursley, AKA the worlds biggest arsehole."
Brian blinked in astonishment. "How did you know???" he demanded.
Andre looked shocked. "I was right?"
"Yep." Brian looked around at them all. "Are we going to drag Harry down to the Void for a party now?"
Marc and Andre grinned evilly. They each grabbed one of Harry's arms and dragged him, literally, all the way to the Void and shoved him inside.
Harry looked around. "You guys redecorated? For me? It looks great!"
Sonea stood beside him. "Oh, you mean you like golden lions on a background of crimson then? It's just we weren't sure."
"Yeah," Andre added. "We stole the banner from your bedroom, and asked your aunt to tell you she had repainted and taken it down."
*Flashback*
Harry walked into his bedroom at Number 4 Privet Drive to see that his favourite Gryffindor banner had been taken down.
He put down his trunk and decided to unpack later. Discovering the whereabouts of his banner seemed a much more pressing matter.
"Aunt Petunia?" he called, leaping down the last five steps.
"Yes Harry?" she replied, poking her head out of the kitchen. She frowned as she saw him jump. "What have I told you about jumping down the stairs?"
Harry sighed. "You told me never to do it when you could catch me. Anyway, did you take my Gryffindor banner down?"
She nodded. "I got the room repainted, and I took it down then. I don't want you to put it back up for a while, okay? I'll give it back once the walls aren't as newly painted."
*End Flashback*
The Void still sported black walls, silver ceiling, and red and silver furniture. The rubbish from the day before was gone, and it looked rather tidy. The Gryffindor banner he had once had in his room was now on one wall, above it was a banner that read 'Happy Birthday Harry'.
"You like it?" Angel asked anxiously. "I wasn't sure....is the cake and pressies on the table too much?"
Harry laughed. "No Angel, it's perfect. This is looking like my best birthday yet!"
Jess looked unaffected by that comment. "Harry darling, you've said that every year when we've thrown you a party. Since we were seven."
He shrugged. "And you have said that since we were eight. You manage to top each party each year."
Marc cleared his throat. "Now you Brits have finished keeping in tradition, can we go inside, sit down and make Harry open pressies?"
As they went inside, Laurie made an observation. "Marc, no matter how much you complain about us being British and you being Australian, you have lived here since you were five. That pretty much makes you British."
"Oh. Bugger. Bloody British making me one of them."
Harry and Laurie gave Marc a forceful shove causing him to fall into his favourite chair for that remark.
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There was a knock on the door, and suddenly Sirius looked frantic. "Moony!" he yelled. "I haven't taken the spells off the door! If Bella comes in, she'll be covered in feathers and maple syrup!"
Remus bit his lip to keep from laughing as Sirius bolted from the room in full panic mode. If Bella came in the door before he got there, and she was likely to do so, Sirius was going to get a good telling off for the prank.
He sat back as he heard Bella's voice yelling, and Sirius trying to apologize. They'd be there for a while, and that would give him a few minutes to think.
After Sirius had apparently killed Peter and betrayed Lily and James, he, Katie Bella and Sam had tried to console one another, but Katie had never gotten over Peter's death.
She would have never been the same, but was never given enough time to really recover. That had been when a few Death Eaters, Lestrange and his little gang, had captured her.
They had tortured her with Cruciatus Curse, and would have left her for dead. She was found barely alive, a day later, with them.
They had been arrested, and it was discovered that they had done quite a lot of brain damage too poor Katie. She had been driven insane, just as Frank and Emily Longbottom had been.
Before Remus fall too deep into his misery, Sirius and Bella came back in, Sirius looking like a chastised child, and Bella looking smug, annoyed, and slightly amused.
"Sirius stealing other people's ideas again?" she asked by way of greeting. She never had gotten the hang of saying 'hello' when seeing old friends.
Remus nodded with a grin. "Hello to you too, Bella."
She smiled at him. "Hi Remus. Happy now? Anyway," she continued, not waiting for his answer. "Are you ready to go? Sirius is, and I don't want to take too long."
"Yeah, that would mean leaving Harry with the Dursley's for so much longer," Sirius agreed.
Remus stood up and grabbed his coat. "Hand me the Floo Powder." She did so and he lit a fire in the grate. "I hate this stuff," he mumbled. He threw the powder into the fire, and it blazed green. "St Mungos!" he called. He stepped into flames.
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Charly handed Harry her present first. "I promise it's not a rotten boiled egg." She yawned.
He raised an eyebrow. "Still tired?" She shrugged and looked pointedly at the present. "So it's a rotten raw egg?"
She slapped him on the arm. "Open it before I kick your arse from here to Japan!"
Harry saluted. "Yes ma'am!" he ripped off the bright pink paper, muttering something about Charly's bad taste in colours. He pulled out a book. "'One Hundred Ways to Annoy Your Teachers'." He grinned. "Thanks Charlotte. I can't wait to try this out on a few teachers I happen to know."
She laughed. "I can't wait for you to write to us and tell us what you did! And you haven't even left yet!"
Harry continued to open his presents. Marc and Brian had gotten him a camera, which Harry was going to charm so he could use it at Hogwarts.
Jess and Angel had bought him several films for it (he could tell the four of them had gone in together) saying they expected lots of pictures of his last year at Hogwarts.
Laurie had given him several different coloured hair dyes (blue, silver, red, gold, green) and a packet of red glitter, telling him she wanted to see a silver and red haired Harry the next morning.
Sonea and Andre had gone in together as well, and had been speaking to Petunia. Harry opened their gift to see several framed pictures of Lily, the Marauders and three other girls. There was also a photo album, and the last two framed pictures.
One was of his mother with him as a baby, and the other was of Sirius, James and Remus, the latter was holding his baby self.
Harry looked up and smiled at them. "Thanks so much Andre, Sonea. This is...." he trailed off. "The perfect time to eat cake."
Laurie grinned. "YAY! Cake!"
They all laughed. Laurie had a bit of an addiction to chocolate, and she had baked the cake.
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Remus, Sirius and Bella walked up to the front door of the Dursley's home, seeing the car in the driveway.
Sirius turned to Bella. "You coming in too, Miss Figg?"
"I believe I shall, Mr Black."
Remus rolled his eyes and knocked on the door. A few seconds later Petunia Dursley opened it, smiling at them. "Hello, can I help you?"
Sirius smiled. "Don't you remember us, Petty?"
She groaned. "Hello Sirius. You're still the only one who calls me that you know." She looked at the other two. "Remus and Arabella, right?" they nodded.
"We're here to see Harry," Sirius said.
She laughed. "Well you wont find him here! Go down the road until you come to the house next to the park. There's a largish shed with a silver roof. He should be there celebrating his birthday with his friends."
Sirius nodded. "Thanks Petty."
"Bye!" she called.
They followed her directions, talking on the way.
"Sirius, I thought you said Harry hated the Dursley's, and that they hated him?" Bella said in confusion.
Sirius shrugged. "I always thought that was the truth. It's what Ron and Hermione think."
Remus sighed. "We can quiz him on it later. Come on, I don't want to stand around here all day."
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The Raiders had eaten their fill of cake, moved on to the coke, and were relaxing while holding a conversation. They didn't know it was about to take a serious turn.
"So," Marc said nonchalantly. "What's been bothering you all day, Harry?"
Harry sighed. "It's very complicated, and its real long story," he said, trying to discourage them.
Andre narrowed his eyes. "We've all noticed something off about you today, and we don't care if it's a long story. Spill."
"I don't really know where to start."
"How about the beginning!" Charly said brightly. She had woken up more after cake.
"All right. Last night everyone sent my birthday presents at five AM."
"So you've been feeling tired all day?" Angel asked sceptically.
"No," Harry replied. "A friend of my mother's from school sent me her diaries. I read something early this morning that, well, shocked me."
"Which was?" Marc demanded.
"I found out who my real father is."
"But I thought you knew who your father was!" Jess exclaimed.
Sonea nodded. "You always said that people kept telling you how much you looked like your dad."
Harry just shrugged helplessly. "Apparently, my mum never even slept with James. She married him for everyone's protection, and just before the wedding she found out she was pregnant. With me."
"Who's your dad then?" Charly asked. "Is it Sirius?"
Harry shook his head and picked up one of the pictures of the Marauders and their girls. He pointed out one particular Marauder. "Remus Lupin. No one knew except Mum and James. Samantha, the one who sent the diary, she only found out when she read Mum's diaries after she died."
Harry spent the next half hour reciting what he could remember of his mother's diary for them, knowing they'd try to give him advice when he finished.
"So this Sam, the one who sent the diary. Who is she?" Laurie asked. "How did she sign the letter again?"
"Samantha Ashton Lupin," Harry repeated. "I have no idea who she is."
"Maybe she married Remus after Lily died," Angel suggested.
"I don't know. Mum wrote that she and Sirius were engaged, and I don't know if Lupin's her maiden name or married name."
"Why don't you ask Remus or Sirius who she is when you see them next?" Laurie said. "Surely they'll come and visit for your birthday!"
Harry nodded. "I hope so." He frowned. "And then I really hope they don't, you know?"
Jess smiled at him reassuringly. "Don't worry Harry, the guy probably already thinks of you as a son. He just doesn't know that it's true."
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Remus sighed. Halfway to the shed where Petunia had told them Harry would be, Bella had asked if they could stop in to visit her mother.
Mary Figg, who had been living in Privet Drive since before Harry was born to make sure Voldemort or some Death Eaters didn't try to get Petunia, had stayed there when Harry had been left there, too keep an eye on him too. She was a retired Auror, and had gone to Hogwarts with Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody, Minerva McGonagall, and Tom Riddle.
Sirius had said no. He just wanted to see Harry and get out of there.
They were still arguing about it fifteen minutes later.
"Okay you two, shut up!" he yelled. They did so immediately and stared at him. He was normally the quiet one, had been since Lily and James's death, but even more so since Sam had died. He never yelled.
"Sorry Moony," Sirius said apologetically. He turned to Bella. "How about we visit your mother for half an hour, then go get Harry?"
She nodded. "All right then Sirius."
They continued towards Mary Figg's house. Remus trailed after them, wondering how he had gotten stuck with a couple of idiots. He grinned. They always managed to make him laugh.
fang-gurlie ~ suspenseful? Is that good?
In Silent Lucidity ~ I made you hyperventilate? Oops.... okay, because I don't want a pin cushion for an arse I updated!
shdurrani ~ Moony should find out next chapter.
SilverMoon ~ I like your guesses! Glad you like it!
Fair Lady Ravenclaw ~ I updated soon! See?
heavenly222 ~ oh yeah I didn't think of that! thanks!
Angry Stags Are Bad ~ Glad you like it! And interesting story on how you got your penname....
Myrddin Ambrosius ~ Thanks! I like the idea of Remus being Harry's father too.
Cricket ~ Interesting huh? Thanks!
Person within the beast ~ thanks!
DISCLAIMER: I own a lot of things, but I'm sure you can tell whom I do and whom I don't.
To clear up any confusion, Marc is Australian, but has lived in England (Privet Drive to be precise) since he was five. And I have nothing against England, Britain, or Australia. They're just teasing each other.
The Unknown and The Diaries
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter Six
Harry came out of his room, dressed in a black t-shirt, black jeans and his favourite black leather boots.
Charly raised an eyebrow. "Black again, Harry?"
Harry looked at her with an offended expression. "I happen to like black. Do you have a problem with that, Charlotte?"
Charly sighed. "I give up. Harry, you and only you have permission to call me Charlotte. It's my birthday present to you."
"Charly, he would do it anyway," Sonea pointed out. "And I thought you got him that -" she was cut off by Angel's hand covering her mouth.
"Sonea, shut up! You don't want Harry to know that we got him a rotten boiled egg for his birthday!"
Marc glared at her. "Now look, you've gone and told him!"
"Ah well," Brian said with a grin. "Now we'll just have to give him the chicken who laid it. By the way, why did the chicken cross the road?"
Harry smirked. "To get to Hogwarts."
"Nope."
Laurie giggled. "To throw Table Confetti at Dudley."
Brian laughed. "Close, but no."
Sonea glanced at Jess and they answered together. "To lay a rotten boiled egg!"
"No!"
"To throw Harry's birthday party?" Charly suggested half-heartedly. She was obviously still tired. Nine AM was early for her.
"Sorry Charly, but no."
"To play squash." Marc said.
Brian shook his head in amusement. "No, that was the orange."
"To get to the other side," Angel answered impatiently.
Brian sighed. "Angel, that was sad. Really."
"The reason the chicken crossed the road," Andre said in an all-knowing tone, "Was to throw rotten boiled eggs at Dudley Dursley, AKA the worlds biggest arsehole."
Brian blinked in astonishment. "How did you know???" he demanded.
Andre looked shocked. "I was right?"
"Yep." Brian looked around at them all. "Are we going to drag Harry down to the Void for a party now?"
Marc and Andre grinned evilly. They each grabbed one of Harry's arms and dragged him, literally, all the way to the Void and shoved him inside.
Harry looked around. "You guys redecorated? For me? It looks great!"
Sonea stood beside him. "Oh, you mean you like golden lions on a background of crimson then? It's just we weren't sure."
"Yeah," Andre added. "We stole the banner from your bedroom, and asked your aunt to tell you she had repainted and taken it down."
*Flashback*
Harry walked into his bedroom at Number 4 Privet Drive to see that his favourite Gryffindor banner had been taken down.
He put down his trunk and decided to unpack later. Discovering the whereabouts of his banner seemed a much more pressing matter.
"Aunt Petunia?" he called, leaping down the last five steps.
"Yes Harry?" she replied, poking her head out of the kitchen. She frowned as she saw him jump. "What have I told you about jumping down the stairs?"
Harry sighed. "You told me never to do it when you could catch me. Anyway, did you take my Gryffindor banner down?"
She nodded. "I got the room repainted, and I took it down then. I don't want you to put it back up for a while, okay? I'll give it back once the walls aren't as newly painted."
*End Flashback*
The Void still sported black walls, silver ceiling, and red and silver furniture. The rubbish from the day before was gone, and it looked rather tidy. The Gryffindor banner he had once had in his room was now on one wall, above it was a banner that read 'Happy Birthday Harry'.
"You like it?" Angel asked anxiously. "I wasn't sure....is the cake and pressies on the table too much?"
Harry laughed. "No Angel, it's perfect. This is looking like my best birthday yet!"
Jess looked unaffected by that comment. "Harry darling, you've said that every year when we've thrown you a party. Since we were seven."
He shrugged. "And you have said that since we were eight. You manage to top each party each year."
Marc cleared his throat. "Now you Brits have finished keeping in tradition, can we go inside, sit down and make Harry open pressies?"
As they went inside, Laurie made an observation. "Marc, no matter how much you complain about us being British and you being Australian, you have lived here since you were five. That pretty much makes you British."
"Oh. Bugger. Bloody British making me one of them."
Harry and Laurie gave Marc a forceful shove causing him to fall into his favourite chair for that remark.
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There was a knock on the door, and suddenly Sirius looked frantic. "Moony!" he yelled. "I haven't taken the spells off the door! If Bella comes in, she'll be covered in feathers and maple syrup!"
Remus bit his lip to keep from laughing as Sirius bolted from the room in full panic mode. If Bella came in the door before he got there, and she was likely to do so, Sirius was going to get a good telling off for the prank.
He sat back as he heard Bella's voice yelling, and Sirius trying to apologize. They'd be there for a while, and that would give him a few minutes to think.
After Sirius had apparently killed Peter and betrayed Lily and James, he, Katie Bella and Sam had tried to console one another, but Katie had never gotten over Peter's death.
She would have never been the same, but was never given enough time to really recover. That had been when a few Death Eaters, Lestrange and his little gang, had captured her.
They had tortured her with Cruciatus Curse, and would have left her for dead. She was found barely alive, a day later, with them.
They had been arrested, and it was discovered that they had done quite a lot of brain damage too poor Katie. She had been driven insane, just as Frank and Emily Longbottom had been.
Before Remus fall too deep into his misery, Sirius and Bella came back in, Sirius looking like a chastised child, and Bella looking smug, annoyed, and slightly amused.
"Sirius stealing other people's ideas again?" she asked by way of greeting. She never had gotten the hang of saying 'hello' when seeing old friends.
Remus nodded with a grin. "Hello to you too, Bella."
She smiled at him. "Hi Remus. Happy now? Anyway," she continued, not waiting for his answer. "Are you ready to go? Sirius is, and I don't want to take too long."
"Yeah, that would mean leaving Harry with the Dursley's for so much longer," Sirius agreed.
Remus stood up and grabbed his coat. "Hand me the Floo Powder." She did so and he lit a fire in the grate. "I hate this stuff," he mumbled. He threw the powder into the fire, and it blazed green. "St Mungos!" he called. He stepped into flames.
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Charly handed Harry her present first. "I promise it's not a rotten boiled egg." She yawned.
He raised an eyebrow. "Still tired?" She shrugged and looked pointedly at the present. "So it's a rotten raw egg?"
She slapped him on the arm. "Open it before I kick your arse from here to Japan!"
Harry saluted. "Yes ma'am!" he ripped off the bright pink paper, muttering something about Charly's bad taste in colours. He pulled out a book. "'One Hundred Ways to Annoy Your Teachers'." He grinned. "Thanks Charlotte. I can't wait to try this out on a few teachers I happen to know."
She laughed. "I can't wait for you to write to us and tell us what you did! And you haven't even left yet!"
Harry continued to open his presents. Marc and Brian had gotten him a camera, which Harry was going to charm so he could use it at Hogwarts.
Jess and Angel had bought him several films for it (he could tell the four of them had gone in together) saying they expected lots of pictures of his last year at Hogwarts.
Laurie had given him several different coloured hair dyes (blue, silver, red, gold, green) and a packet of red glitter, telling him she wanted to see a silver and red haired Harry the next morning.
Sonea and Andre had gone in together as well, and had been speaking to Petunia. Harry opened their gift to see several framed pictures of Lily, the Marauders and three other girls. There was also a photo album, and the last two framed pictures.
One was of his mother with him as a baby, and the other was of Sirius, James and Remus, the latter was holding his baby self.
Harry looked up and smiled at them. "Thanks so much Andre, Sonea. This is...." he trailed off. "The perfect time to eat cake."
Laurie grinned. "YAY! Cake!"
They all laughed. Laurie had a bit of an addiction to chocolate, and she had baked the cake.
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Remus, Sirius and Bella walked up to the front door of the Dursley's home, seeing the car in the driveway.
Sirius turned to Bella. "You coming in too, Miss Figg?"
"I believe I shall, Mr Black."
Remus rolled his eyes and knocked on the door. A few seconds later Petunia Dursley opened it, smiling at them. "Hello, can I help you?"
Sirius smiled. "Don't you remember us, Petty?"
She groaned. "Hello Sirius. You're still the only one who calls me that you know." She looked at the other two. "Remus and Arabella, right?" they nodded.
"We're here to see Harry," Sirius said.
She laughed. "Well you wont find him here! Go down the road until you come to the house next to the park. There's a largish shed with a silver roof. He should be there celebrating his birthday with his friends."
Sirius nodded. "Thanks Petty."
"Bye!" she called.
They followed her directions, talking on the way.
"Sirius, I thought you said Harry hated the Dursley's, and that they hated him?" Bella said in confusion.
Sirius shrugged. "I always thought that was the truth. It's what Ron and Hermione think."
Remus sighed. "We can quiz him on it later. Come on, I don't want to stand around here all day."
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The Raiders had eaten their fill of cake, moved on to the coke, and were relaxing while holding a conversation. They didn't know it was about to take a serious turn.
"So," Marc said nonchalantly. "What's been bothering you all day, Harry?"
Harry sighed. "It's very complicated, and its real long story," he said, trying to discourage them.
Andre narrowed his eyes. "We've all noticed something off about you today, and we don't care if it's a long story. Spill."
"I don't really know where to start."
"How about the beginning!" Charly said brightly. She had woken up more after cake.
"All right. Last night everyone sent my birthday presents at five AM."
"So you've been feeling tired all day?" Angel asked sceptically.
"No," Harry replied. "A friend of my mother's from school sent me her diaries. I read something early this morning that, well, shocked me."
"Which was?" Marc demanded.
"I found out who my real father is."
"But I thought you knew who your father was!" Jess exclaimed.
Sonea nodded. "You always said that people kept telling you how much you looked like your dad."
Harry just shrugged helplessly. "Apparently, my mum never even slept with James. She married him for everyone's protection, and just before the wedding she found out she was pregnant. With me."
"Who's your dad then?" Charly asked. "Is it Sirius?"
Harry shook his head and picked up one of the pictures of the Marauders and their girls. He pointed out one particular Marauder. "Remus Lupin. No one knew except Mum and James. Samantha, the one who sent the diary, she only found out when she read Mum's diaries after she died."
Harry spent the next half hour reciting what he could remember of his mother's diary for them, knowing they'd try to give him advice when he finished.
"So this Sam, the one who sent the diary. Who is she?" Laurie asked. "How did she sign the letter again?"
"Samantha Ashton Lupin," Harry repeated. "I have no idea who she is."
"Maybe she married Remus after Lily died," Angel suggested.
"I don't know. Mum wrote that she and Sirius were engaged, and I don't know if Lupin's her maiden name or married name."
"Why don't you ask Remus or Sirius who she is when you see them next?" Laurie said. "Surely they'll come and visit for your birthday!"
Harry nodded. "I hope so." He frowned. "And then I really hope they don't, you know?"
Jess smiled at him reassuringly. "Don't worry Harry, the guy probably already thinks of you as a son. He just doesn't know that it's true."
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Remus sighed. Halfway to the shed where Petunia had told them Harry would be, Bella had asked if they could stop in to visit her mother.
Mary Figg, who had been living in Privet Drive since before Harry was born to make sure Voldemort or some Death Eaters didn't try to get Petunia, had stayed there when Harry had been left there, too keep an eye on him too. She was a retired Auror, and had gone to Hogwarts with Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody, Minerva McGonagall, and Tom Riddle.
Sirius had said no. He just wanted to see Harry and get out of there.
They were still arguing about it fifteen minutes later.
"Okay you two, shut up!" he yelled. They did so immediately and stared at him. He was normally the quiet one, had been since Lily and James's death, but even more so since Sam had died. He never yelled.
"Sorry Moony," Sirius said apologetically. He turned to Bella. "How about we visit your mother for half an hour, then go get Harry?"
She nodded. "All right then Sirius."
They continued towards Mary Figg's house. Remus trailed after them, wondering how he had gotten stuck with a couple of idiots. He grinned. They always managed to make him laugh.