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"Sirius," said Remus. "Sirius!"

"What?" asked Sirius.

"Can you stop pacing? You're going to wear a hole in our carpet," said Remus.

"Sorry," mumbled Sirius. He walked to the window and looked out. It was getting dark. They were only 30 miles from the Dursley's. Dumbledore had forbidden Sirius from divulging this information to Harry, though. He was protected at the Dursley's, but Sirius and Remus wanted to be close by, so they moved to a town near the one where the Dursley's lived. "We could see if there was a Dark Mark, couldn't we?" asked Sirius.

"Yes," said Remus. "Besides it's the Dark Mark; It's magic. You could probably see that thing from Hogwarts. Voldemort has an odd sense of humor. He'll make sure that the mark is seen by all those who would be hurt by it."

"That's reassuring, Remus. Thanks," said Sirius. He began to pace again. "Maybe we should check up on Harry."

"Will it make you feel better?" asked Remus. Sirius smiled.


"Let me out!" screamed Harry. "I'll use magic!" That did it. Before, there were whispers and Harry had caught words like "Lily", "Freak", and "Ungrateful". Now there was silence then. BAM! The door burst open.

"Get out," said Vernon barely above a whisper. He grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him up the stairs. He grabbed Harry's trunk and dragged it down the stairs with one hand, and Harry down with the other. He opened the front door and shoved Harry and Harry's trunk out. It was dark on Privet Drive. Vernon Dursley slammed the door shut. Harry had been in the closet all day.

"What am I going to do now?" asked Harry dejectedly. Then Harry heard a 'Pop,' and voices.

"Seriously, Sirius," said a familiar voice. "He isn't going to appreciate it if we check on him."

"That bird had a feeling, Dumbledore had one, and now I have one. We have to check on Harry," said another familiar voice.

"Sirius? Remus?" Harry thought. The two voices kept arguing as they walked up the driveway and Harry rushed up to them.

"Harry!" said Sirius happily.

"See, Sirius. He's not dead," said Remus.

"What on earth are you doing outside the house at night?" asked Sirius.

"The muggles kicked me out!" said Harry.

"They what!" exclaimed and outraged Sirius. "C'mon. You're coming back with us. We certainly can't let you go back to them."

"How are we going to get home? We can't Apparate. At least Harry can't," said Remus.

They all thought for a moment. "The Knight Bus," the all said at the same time. Sirius transformed into a black dog and Remus held out his wand. Immediately, a big bus came screeching to a halt.

"My name is Stan Shunpike. I'll be your conductor this evening. It's eleven sickles to get you. Hey it's Neville! Look Ern, it's Neville!"

"Neville?" asked Lupin.

"Don't ask," muttered Harry. Sirius cocked his head.

"Gosh, Neville,' said Stan. "For you and your friends it's a free ride. "Where do you want to go?"

"Magnolia Street," said Remus. "It's only 30 miles away."

"You were only 30 miles away and you didn't come to visit!" exclaimed Harry.

"Dumbledore's orders," said Remus. They all got on the bus. In a blink of an eye, the Knight Bus stopped.

"Here you are: Magnolia Street!" said Stan as he opened the door. "Don't hesitate to visit our bus again, Neville!"

Lupin and Harry carried Harry's trunk down the stairs and to the front door. Sirius bounded into the large house. "What was that all about?" he asked as soon as he transformed.

Harry quickly explained about his brief encounter with the Knight Bus. He sent Sirius and Remus into a fit of laughter. "Well, you got us a free ride, Neville!" said Sirius. They all began to laugh.

Meanwhile, a the same time Harry was getting kicked out of the house, the only four people who were at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were sitting down to eat dinner in the Great Hall. "The Hall seems so deserted without all the kids," sighed Dumbledore.

"Yes, it's quiet," said McGonagall.

"What is the matter, Cadance?" asked Dumbledore, looking at Cadance. She had a weird look on her face.

"You're needed somewhere!" she exclaimed. "I have a feeling."

"And it starts again," said Minerva.

"I knew something was wrong," said Dumbledore. He quickly walked out of the Great Hall and to his office. He found the Floo Powder, threw some in the fireplace, called out, "Remus Lupin's house!" and jumped in. He emerged from the fireplace. On the couch were Remus, Harry, and Sirius laughing their heads off. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything," he said. His eyes twinkled.

"Hello, Professor!" said Harry cheerfully.

"To what do we owe this surprise?" asked Sirius. "It's not everyday we get two visits in one day from the same person."

"I cam to tell you two to check up on Harry. However, that hardly seems necessary since he now seems to be in your care. But I must ask you one question: Why is he in your care?"

"Those muggles kicked him out!" cried Sirius furiously.

"My! This is serious!" said Dumbledore. "Well I suppose you'll have to stay here. I'll write you your Aunt and Uncle to tell them. I'm afraid that if I let Sirius do it, he'll send a curse."

"Damn, too bad I didn't think of that earlier!" shouted Sirius

"Well, I best be going. I was just eating dinner," said Dumbledore as he threw Flee Powder into the fire. "I'll keep in touch." Hestepped through and traveled back to Hogwarts where he went back tothe Great Hall.

"Did everything go all right?" asked Minerva. They had started on desert.

"Just fine," said Dumbledore. He finished his dinner. "I'm going to turn in. I suggest you all do the same." He got up and walked out of the Great Hall.

"Hmmm," said Cadance. "It's not even 7:00."

"I hope he filled the Defense Against the Dark Arts position," thought Minerva out loud.

"Don't worry," said Cadance. "He did."

"With who?" asked Minerva.

"With me," said Cadance.

"You?" asked Minerva. "Professor Dumbledore... hmmm. The title sounds a lot better on your uncle. But, you'll make a fine professor."

A/N: Well, how was that? Weird. Dumbledore has nieces. Well, R/R!