A/N: Hey all! I've decided to continue to write…At times I feel like I should type up several chapters and then I'll be able to update more frequently…Then I realize I'd be just as lazy after those chapters ran out…so what should I do? Any ideas? Anyway, I have another question. Do I need a beta? Because I've had some offers, but I don't want to be a burden on anyone if I don't need one. Besides a couple typos, I think I'm okay, but what do you think? Anyway, (I say that a lot, don't I….) would you people please review? I need ideas. I have a story line up until a certain point, but after that, it disappears…so I'd appreciate the input. And I'll definitely give credit to the people who gave me the aforementioned ideas. Grrrrrrr…my Internet is acting up again! Although I'm not sure if I should be this mad, as the reason I started this story is because my Internet wasn't working…oh well, enough soul searching, now on with the fic! This chapter is a bit odd…but oh well. Oh, and Remus and Sirius are in this chapter! Yay! R & R people!

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AllAboutMe: I think I forgot to thank you in the last chapter. I'm really sorry! I didn't check my reviews or something, because it slid right by! Sorry! Anyway, thanks for the offer to beta. I'm not sure if I need one, though. I thought a lot about it, but what do you think? Should I get one, or not? I look forward to your opinion…and I just sounded like a total geek…oh well.

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Harry Potter and the Trial of Sirius Black

Chapter Five

"Pass the pumpkin juice."

Grunt.

"Could I have the jam please?"

Grunt.

"Thanks. How about the paper?"

Growl.

"You know, Sirius, you should really drink your coffee before you attempt to have any human contact…you're worse than me on the full moon!"

"Shut up, Moony!"

Ah, morning was proceeding as usual in the Black and Lupin household. Sirius really did need his coffee. Once he had ingested his daily dose of caffeine, he was much more civil.

"Sorry Moony. No offense, it was nothing personal." Sirius apologized, sheepishly.

"None taken. I'm used to it by now. After all, you've been here for a month." Remus waved it off.

They sat in companionable silence for a while as they ate, before Sirius broke it by saying, "I'm worried about Harry, Remus. His letters are all so strange. It's as if he weren't writing them, but they're in his handwriting. I think there's something wrong."

"I know, Sirius, you say that every day, but until we have proof, there's nothing we can do. You heard Dumbledore, we must wait."

"I know, Moony, it's just I'm so frust- What the hell is that?!" Sirius broke off, spying a fluffy, golf-ball sized object whizzing around his head. He reached up and caught it in his hand. "It's that owl, the one I gave Harry's friend Ron. But why would Ron be writing to me?" Bewildered, he retrieved the letter off Pig's leg, then released the small owl, which flew at Remus' plate and began to eat the leftover toast on it.

As he scanned the letter, Sirius went pale. "What is it Padfoot?" Remus asked.

"See for yourself." Sirius answered, handing over the letter.

Dear Mr. Black (and Professor Lupin if you're there.)

My name is Ginny Weasley. You don't know me and you've never met me, but you *have* met my brother Ron. In fact, according to Harry, you gave him Pigwideon, the owl that delivered this letter. Harry has told me everything because he knows that neither Hermione nor Ron can keep a secret when they think something is wrong with him, but I promised. Anyway, I'm getting ahead of myself.

I wrote to Harry a little under a month ago because I was worried. He hadn't been answering any of Ron's or Hermione's letters. So I sent Pig with a letter, even though we hadn't been close friends in the past, unless you include the saving me from a basilisk, but that doesn't matter. When he wrote me back, he said that the Dursley's had been confiscating his mail and the reason Pig got through is because he went through the bars on the window of his room. So Ron and I started sending letters only at night using Pig so the Dursleys wouldn't catch him. Harry and I became good friends through letters and three or four days ago, he said he wanted to tell me something in person, something he couldn't say in a letter "in case it is intercepted" he said. If I'm confusing you, I apologize, but I'm really worried.

So I went to the Dursleys' yesterday while his aunt and cousin were on a shopping trip. His uncle was due back from his business trip later that day. He explained to me all about his third year, about Scabbers and you. When I asked him why, he said, "Well mostly because I wanted you to know, but also because my uncle comes home tonight. If I don't answer your owl in forty-eight hours, owl Sirius, okay?" He says he wouldn't put physical violence passed the Dursleys. Then he made me promise not to tell anyone. I know I should have anyway, but I just couldn't break a promise. I swore. But now I regret it, with all my heart because I think something horrible has happened. If only I had told someone… I'm getting ahead of myself again.

I owled him last night, just to make sure nothing happened, but several hours later, Pig came back and he still had the letter I sent to Harry on his leg. Now I know he isn't the most trustworthy owl ever, but he's never failed on a delivery before. So I decided to owl you. Even though it hasn't been forty-eight hours. It's only been about five or six. I owled Dumbledore as well, because that's what Harry said to do. I just have this horrible feeling and I'm sure you think I'm a complete loony, but I really need your help. If you don't believe me, I can't say I blame you, but as soon as I can get away, I'm going to fly to Harry's on his broom and see what's going on.

Please believe me.

Sincerely,

Ginny Weasley

"Oh my God." Remus breathed.

"So you think she's telling the truth?" Sirius questioned.

"Yes." Remus answered unhesitatingly. "I had her at school. She was a second year, very shy. She hardly ever spoke to anyone. But when she did, it was always important, and she never lied. So she must really think something's wrong."


"We'd better go then. I won't leave Harry with those horrible excuses for human beings a second longer." With a slightly manic glint in his eye, Sirius clenched his fists and drew out his wand.

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A/N: Sorry it's so short. I've got to go to bed now. REVIEW PLEASE!!!!! I'm begging you! Ttfn!

~ 'berries

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