A/N Thanks to the reviewers, Annalisa, Khenna, Silvermoon12, Someonesomewhere, Tropic, Princess-Perfect, BURN THE R.U.M

Explaining

HI ITS HARRY AGAIN.

Mr Moony regretfully informs 'Harry' he hasn't a clue who you are.

OH BLOODY HELL ITS PRONGS JR.

Mr Prongs wishes to know if you were ever taught any manners.

GOD NO THE DURSLEYS IGNORE ME WHENEVER POSSIBLE.

Mr Padfoot is very sorry but is curious why you don't live with him or moony. Mr Moony is also curious about what happens to them.

OK PADFOOT YOU WERE IN JAIL FOR KILLING 13 PEOPLE INCLUDING WORMTAIL BUT YOU GOT OUT OF AZKABAN AND FOUND ME AND WE FOUND OUT THAT YOU WERE INNOCENT AND THAT WORMTAIL DID IT AND BETRATED PRONGS AND TIGER LILY AND HES THE REASON I HAVE NO PARENTS. OH AND MOONY WAS DEFENSE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS PROFESSOR.

Mr Moony says bloody hell.

Mr Padfoot suggests we wipe the git off here completely.

Mr Moony agrees and it is done.

GOOD I HATE SEEING HIS NAME ON HERE.

Mr Prongs knows why and appreciates Prongs Jr telling them.

Mr Moony agrees once again and asks how the hell he became a Professor..

DUMBLEDORE. SIMPLE ENOUGH, HE TRUSTED YOU, SO EVERYONE ELSE DID, UNTIL THE END OF THIRD YEAR WHEN SNAPE ACCINDENTALLY BLURTED IT OUT AT BREAKFAST.

Mr Prongs says that once a git, always a git, and do you have a girlfriend?

ERM NO NOT AT THE MOMENT.

Mr Moony wishes to know about the last one.

LAST WHAT?

Mr Padfoot says girlfriend you dolt.

OH SHE WAS CALLED CHO CHANG.

Mr Prongs wishes to know why you broke up.

ERM SHE CRIED TOO MUCH ABOUT HER DEAD BOYFRINED, WHICH I HAPPENED TO BRING BACK TO HOGWARTS AFTER SEEING HIM KILLED BY VOLDEMORT AND BEING TORTURED MYSELF.

Mr Padfoot says ohhhhhhhhhh.

Mr Moony thinks that it was slightly tactless.

YOU SOUND LIKE HERMIONE.

Mr Prongs wishes to know who Hermione is.

Mr Padfoot reckons its Prongs Jr's next girlfriend wink*

SHES MY FRIEND, I THINK MY BEST MATE RON FANCIES HER.

Mr Prongs says ah bless.

Mr Prongs think you are a git.

Mr Moony agrees.

WELL ITS BEEN FUN BUT I GOT POTIONS WITH SNAPE, GOTTA GO.