All HP characters are the brain child of J.K Rowling who is an extraordinary writer and who thankfully does not take offense to those of us who like to mess with her world.

Warning: This will become eventual slash so if you gots a problem with that then read ne further!

Now that I've started to post this, I thought I'd change it so it runs with the ideas of OotP but it won't follow that story line.

Sirius stared after the girl as she ran enthusiastically from the room. Although she looked just like Remus there was a restless energy that surrounded her that was so unlike Remus and his sometimes insufferably calm nature. Her eyes held that same calm that his did though, even if they were hazel in colour instead of the amber of Moonys eyes. Those amber eyes were currently studying him intently and Sirius turned to face them. They stood there for who knows how long, each taking in the others appearance.

Remus had grown older, that was a given but in the darkness of the shack Sirius hadn't been able to see how much Remus had changed. There were a few lines around his eyes and in his brow that only showed because he was drawn in concentration. The gray in his hair was most notable and shouldn't have been there in a man of his age, but that would have been caused by the stress of his transformations and the fact that he had born them alone for the past thirteen years. It didn't make him look old, more distinguished then anything else. Sirius thought on all the times that the marauders had teased "Professor Moony" about his destiny to become a scholar, well he certainly looked the part now. Except the robes, they were patched and frayed in places, Sirius frowned. The girl, Calisto, was wearing what would probably be considered fashionable muggle clothes, so why was Remus in those tattered things.

Finally drawing his gaze away from Remus he looked around the lodge. It was well furnished and was instantly recognizable as a Lupin abode, well this Lupin at least. A comfortable looking sofa with a matching recliner were huddled around a fireplace while another older and more warn chair was beside a window box and had a book resting on one of the arms. The window box was filled with cushions and a blanket and had several open books lying amongst it. A large bookcase stood against the other wall of the living room and was lined with well read volumes. Sirius also noticed a handsome chess set in the corner and he watched as the white queen berated the king for picking his nose. There were ornate candleholders about the place as with all wizarding homes and a few lamps. Paintings hung on the walls but the one that caught his eye was a childish drawing of what was clearly this house with two figures standing in the front yard. The mantel held a wizard radio but next to it were framed photographs. The first held a giggling six-year-old girl who kept laughing and pointing at something off camera. The next was of a proud Remus with his arm around a slightly nervous looking eleven-year-old Calisto dressed in pale blue school robes but it was the last picture that made a monstrous hand calm around Sirius' heart. The frame was large, large enough to fit the words, "Moony Wormtail Padfoot Prongs" around the edges. Sirius found himself walking towards it and plucking it off the mantel.

The four young people in the photo waved up at him briefly before going back to there enchanted snowball fight. Sirius hesitantly traced his finger around the image of James who had stopped to pose for him. Photo James sick of posing then made a rude gesture at Sirius turned around and began wiggling his bum at him until photo Sirius pelted it with a snowball. James spun around dive tackled Sirius and began stuffing snow down the front of his robes. In the background Remus and Peter were crying with mirth until a snowball hit Peter in the mouth causing him to splutter and Remus to fall over laughing.

Sirius tore his eyes away from the happy scene and looked up at Remus who had moved to stand beside him.

"Cali made it for me after I told her what happened.

He said, not tearing his eyes away from the picture

"I wasn't sure what to think of it at first but Cali told me that I needed to embrace the past so that I could live in the future. I think she'd been reading those self help books again, it was good advise though"

"She's a smart girl, like her old man."

Sirius said staring hard at Remus...

Truth be told he was a little annoyed at Remus. Not once in their correspondence in the past year had he told Sirius that he had a daughter. In fact he had skirted around telling Sirius anything that had happened in the time that he had been… away. Remus had always been a very private person and one of his special talents was being able to answer questions without really telling you anything. Fortunately Sirius had a special talent of his own, and that was being able to worm information out of his reluctant friend. Sirius felt it was time to see if he still had that ability. It was Remus, however, who spoke first.

"Listen Sirius…

But he was interrupted by the whoosh of the fireplace as it burst to life.

Remus gave Sirius a hearty shove propelling him onto the recliner just as face appeared in the fire.

"Hello Remus"

A breathless balding man rushed out; he then caught sight of Sirius.

"OH, when did you get a dog?"

He asked, still out of breath

"Just a stray Cali picked up. Bad dog, off the furniture"

Remus scolded.

Sirius made an indignant noise (well as indignant as you could be in dog form) and slunk off the chair wagging his tail a few times and catching Remus in the leg as hard as he could.

"Anyway, Remus I need your help…"

The bald man continued.

Sirius tuned out the conversation and decided to explore the house some. The front door opened up onto the living room and a set of stairs was pressed up to the wall.

He sniffed around the stairs but decided not to go up them just yet and contented himself to inspect the living room. Life was so simple as a dog, canine emotion tempered with human intelligence. He didn't have to think about the fact that outside was a creature that look so like his Moony it was hard to look at her. He didn't have to think about the how's and the why's, he could simply be happy exploring this place that was covered in Moony's scent. He approached the window box and a whimper escaped his throat. This was obviously a favorite spot of the girls, he turned away from it and found that he had buried his head in the old warn chair next to it. Memories started to form in his head, he knew this chair. Images of Remus curled up with a book only to look up and greet him with a smile. Sirius sighed and snuggled closer, with all of the changes in Moony's life it was nice to see that there was something he could recognize and hold onto.

"Yes, yes alright. I'll be there shortly."

"Oh thank-you Remus. You're a good kind wonderful person."

"Flattery will get you everywhere Jacob."

Sirius turned in the direction of the fireplace in time to see the baldhead disappear and Remus sigh in resignation.

"I have to go for a while"

Sirius transformed back and gave Remus an inquiring stare.

"That was Jacob Whitfield. I did some protection wards around his farm but they've been broken by some nasty looking Terriloquus demons. He needs me to reset the wards and help him chase off the Terriloquus before they destroy his farm.

Remus looked concerned at Sirius' lack of reply.

"It shouldn't take too long."

He hastily reassured him

Sirius smiled at him and answered

"It's all right Remus, I think I can survive without you for a couple of hours."

Remus gave a half-exasperated half annoyed look.

"I'll just go and tell Cali."

He walked out back and Sirius collapsed onto the chair near the window. It only just occurred to him how tired he was, everything had been moving so fast since his brake from Azkaban. Being hunted, worrying about Harry and now Voldemort was back complicating matters further. Oh how he wished he could get his hands on that rat! It was so much easier when he was driven by the single-minded ambition of killing Wormtail. Now his emotions had been stirred back up and he was still yet to make up his mind on whether it was a good thing or not. On the one hand he was ecstatic that he had Harry back in his life but in the other there was this thing with Remus. Before everything went down the proverbial toilet Sirius was pretty sure he was in love with the werewolf, something that irked James to no end. Not because he was against it, but because Sirius would never do anything about it. Given his circumstance that was probably a good thing. Sirius sighed irritably trying to ignore the questions festering in his soul and resist the urge to transform and forget his problems for a while. He was saved from his morose thoughts by Remus entering the room with Calisto in tow.

"I won't be long, the kitchen is through there and Cali can show you to your room."

It was part question for the girl and she nodded impatiently and made a shooing gesture.

With a final look at Sirius Remus disapparated.

"I can't believe he just did that."

Cali said looking confused

Sirius must have had an equally confused expression on his face as she clarified

"He set anti-apparation wards around the property and by disapperating he just broke them."

Sirius nearly choked. She sounded just like Moony in his "professor mode" as the marauders had dubbed it. He caught her eye and she calmly looked away but Sirius noticed how she was clenching her hands nervously. "Nobody can perfect Moony's unflappable calm" Sirius thought. That particular mannerism did look familiar though. He brushed off that thought as he watched her open her mouth to say something then closed it again making her look like a gapping fish. He was about to take pity on her when she finally got out a question.

"Are you hungry?"

At that moment Sirius wasn't sure how long he could stand to be in her presences. Her soft spoken accent even held that same French lilt that Moony's did, of someone who was born and bred in France but who spent a lot of time in England. Everything about her represented what he had lost and she didn't even have the decency to act like some snotty teenager so he could resent her with a clear conscience. He knew he was being childish but he couldn't help it. He would keep it together for Moony though. There were only two people in this world that he could deny nothing to and as he had no power to help the other at the moment he would do what he could for Remus. That didn't mean he had to be on his best behavior, he was after all, a marauder.

AN: Thankyou once again to anyone who has taken the time to read this. I think Calisto is shaping up nicely as a character as well and the next chapter should explain how she came to be.

Oh the demon thing that I made up, Terriloquus means terror-speaking in latin… I think, don't quote me on that.