Author: Darkjedi
Title: The wall
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: An alternate Universe fic. Sirius only killed Peter. And was released from prison. Now ten years later, Harry's' sparked interest in his godfather leads him to a man who calls himself 'The Grim.'
Disclaimer: I don't own this, if I did, I wouldn't be writing a disclaimer.
A/n-We're back with Harry, sorry it took so long.
The Wall, chapter 5
Harry didn't find Ron or Hermonie down there, instead he found the bar almost empty save for a small group in the corner and a few lone figures scattered around.
Harry sighed and sat down on one of the stools, grabbed a menu and began to flip through it.
But the whispers of the witches and wizards in the corner made there way to Harry's ears, and he couldn't help over hearing.
"Did you hear about the group of muggles he was staying with?"
"Yeah, they weren't in their right minds, were they?"
"Family of his, relatives?"
"Yeah that's what their saying but I don't buy it."
Harry's head jerked up from the menu, his heart skipping a beat and he looked over at the group with renewed interest.
"Well, where is he be staying now?"
"We don't know if this is true or not, now, this is still all rumor.I over heard some aurors outside the ministry building."
"You heard it? Or is this all second-hand?"
"It all comes from reliable sources."
" Sure it dose."
Harry looked around the bar, to see if anyone was staring at him.ok, more than usually. There was. A man in the other corner was with light brown hair was staring at him, then at the group in the corner, and back at him. Then the man stood, and walked over to the group in the corner and tapped lightly on the first wizards shoulder. The man looked rather offended and turned to glare at the brown haired man.
"Yes? What do you want?"
The brown haired man merely pointed to Harry.
"Oh .uh..." The wizard gave a nervous smile. "Hi, um. Mr. Potter."
The brown haired man rolled his eyes and moved to sit back down in his chair. Harry quickly moved to join him.
"Um. Thanks."
"You need not thank me."
" Well, I am."
"In that case, you're welcome."
"What's happened?"
"Excuse me?"
"What were they talking about?"
"I have no idea, but like they said, it was all rumor."
"You heard all that? All the way over here?"
"Good hearing."
"Oh."
Harry paused, not for sure what to say to this stranger, when he realized he didn't know his defenders name.
"My names Harry, what's yours?"
" Remus, Remus Lupin."
"Do I know you?"
Lupin jerked as if Harry had announced his alliance with Voldermort.
"No, I don't think so, I do believe I would remember meeting you."
"Oh, ok, sorry." Harry said quietly, but he couldn't shake this odd feeling he was getting, he had gotten it last night, with Cyrus, but this one was different somehow..
"What brings you to Diagon Ally, Mr. Potter?"
" Huh? Oh, I'm going to stay here until the start of term, you?"
"Actually, I'll be teaching defense against the dark arts this year at Hogwarts, I wouldn't normally be up to it, but I'm doing it as a favor for Dumbledore. Apparently there are rumors that the job is cursed and now no one wants it, especially after Lockheart."
"Lockheart wasn't as good as everyone thinks he is." Harry said coolly.
"Oh, I know." Lupin laughed "But no one seems to care. Did you know his new book, Who am I? Was on witch weekly's top- ten lists for four weeks? "
"No way!"
"It's true."
They laughed and talked for a few minutes, mostly about the up coming school year, despite what Lupin had said; he seemed more than qualified for the job.
" Well, I was an aurror for a few years, then I went to work in the dark creatures division and the werewolf support group. a few odd jobs here and there, helping people sort out problems with dark creatures in the area, you know, arranging for a vampire to eat only chickens. relocate werewolves.that sort of thing. Most recently I've been running an old magical herbs and spices shop, I usually end up making the new wolfsbane potion for those werewolves who aren't up to it, though. "
"You sound a lot more interesting than our last teacher." Harry said before thinking.
"Oh, I'm sure Lockheart had a lot more stories to tell than I .my is that the time, sorry Harry I would love to stay and chat, but I must get going."
"Oh" Harry hadn't wanted his new friend.err. Professor to go, he enjoyed the conversation.it was more than he had talked in a long time.
"Whom are you staying here with?" Lupin asked suddenly. Looking rather intently at him.
"What? Oh. Um. "
"You're not alone are you?"
"Kind of."
Lupin frowned and sighed.
"I'll tell you what, here's the number to the apartment I'm staying at. If you need anything, you just come by, ok?"
Harry looked at the small piece of paper Lupin was holding out for him.
"Um, ok."
Lupin smiled.
"Well, I must be going, do come and see me sometime."
Harry nodded and looked down at Lupin's tidy handwriting.
"I will, thanks."
Lupin smiled and stood to leave.
"I'll be seeing you then."
And he left. And Harry was left alone again.
Harry's newfound freedom was something to adjust to. Harry was usually half- starved by the time he made it to Hogwarts. The fact that he could go where he wanted and eat what he wanted took a while to sink in. And when it did, Harry quickly went out in to the magical world, full to the brim with curiosity.
There were a ton of shops in Diagon ally. One simply needed to pick a street and go, this is how Harry started his exploration of the town, picking several buildings a day and visiting them before 7:30. Then he would head back to the inn, and be there before 7:45. Just like Cyrus had ordered.
Harry's new favorite shop was the Quality Qudditch supplies which just received a shipment of the new FIREBOLT. Harry instantly fell in love with the new broom, but didn't see the point in spending all the gold in his Gringotts vault when he had a perfectly good broom in his possession.
Harry had scene Lupin several times after their meeting in the inn. Each time Lupin had reminded him to stop by, so halfway into his second week there, Harry started up a side road, which held mostly apartment complexes. The address Lupin had given him led him to a rather large building all the way at the end of this street, and to a third story apartment with a brass 4 on it.
Harry cautiously knocked on the door and heard Lupin yell.
"One moment."
There was the sound of someone shuffling papers and moving things. Then the door opened. And Lupin's smiling face appeared in front of Harry.
"It's about time." He said.
"Sorry." Harry mumbled.
"Oh, I know how the shops can pull you in. I'm not used to it myself and sometimes get lost."
Harry laughed.
"Where do you live?"
"Out in the country, way out in the country. I don't like urban life that much, to noise."
" Me too." Harry agreed, and Lupins smile widened.
"That's good to hear."
Prof. Lupin gave Harry a 'preview' of what they were going to do in class that would have made Hermonie jealous. Then they settled down for tea and more talking. Harry asked most of the questions, as he was afraid of what Lupin would ask, and Harry didn't want to lie to his future professor.
" Do you want some tea?" Lupin asked suddenly, " I was brewing some before you came in, I think it'll be done some time soon.."
As if on cue, a loud whistle came from the kitchen and Lupin stood up.
" You want some?"
" Yes, please." Said Harry, who had not yet eaten dinner.
As Lupin disappeared into the kitchen, Harry began to look around the room, it was small and comfortable, and it had a large couch and two comfy looking chairs with a table in between, and a fireplace in the corner with many pictures on the mantle. Harry walked closer to see the pictures better.
" Do you like anything in your tea?"
" What, oh um, yeah, some cream, I guess."
" Ok."
As Harry looked at the pictures on the mantel it took a moment to recognize the people in them, rather his delayed reaction was because of shock or just not knowing them, Harry didn't know.
" Um.. Professor, why do you have pictures of my parents on your wall?"
" What?"
Lupin emerged from the kitchen holding two cups of tea and looking at Harry in a strange way.
" What do you mean, I don't ...oh.." Lupin's eyes fell on the picture of The Potters wedding day. The same one Harry had.
"OH, that." Harry could tell Lupin was doing some quick thinking. " Well, you see, I told you earlier, I don't live here, a friend of mine dose, he was real good friends with your parents and."
" Did you know them?"
'Why dose he ask so many questions?' Remus thought.
" Well, yes, actually, I did, we were friends at school."
Harry nodded, but wasn't satisfied.
" Do you, um. know any of the people I this picture?" Harry said, grabbing it off the mantel and looking closer. Hoping beyond hope that his godfather may very well be right in front of him.
Meanwhile Lupin had gone a few shades paler.
"I. well. Let's see." Lupin sat the teacups on the mantel and looked over Harry's shoulder at the picture.
"..This is Frank Longbottom and his wife, they were Aurrs and good friends, this is Miss. Figg, she's an auror too, and this is your grandfather and this is ."
" Is that you?"
'Damn.' Remus thought 'He's good.'
"Well, yes, it is."
Harry looked at Lupin expectantly, but when he got no response from him, he looked back at the picture.
"Who.who was their best man?"
"Huh. Oh his name was..um..." Lupin didn't get a chance to finish, though, because at that very moment. The window shattered as a rock flew through it. (Imagine that.)
" Wh...?." Harry said, startled. Lupin ran over to the window and looked out unto the street to see if he could see who had done it. Much to his dismay, no one was there.
"Harry, I think you ought to go. I'll walk you up to the inn since it's getting late and."
" How late is it?"
Remus consulted his watch. "It's 8:05. Why?"
Harry sat the picture down and ran to grab his things.
"I'm sorry. Professor...I just remembered, I am so late..."
" Harry what..?"
" I've got to be at the inn by 7:45, oh gosh I'm late."
" Harry, I'll walk you."
" No that's ok I got to go, sorry I couldn't stay."And He shut the door, leaving Remus to his very confused thoughts.
" What dose he mean, I've got to be back at the inn, I thought he wasn't staying here with anyone. He couldn't be staying with anyone unless.."
Lupin swung around and headed toward the window. He saw Harry dashing toward the leaky cauldron. The street was still empty. No one was there. Except...
"Cyrus."
Lupin saw him; He hadn't been there before. What was he playing at? Scaring the daylights out of him like that. Was it Cyrus who threw the stone? Remus watched as Cyrus followed Harry up to the inn completely hidden from Harry in the shadows.
'I'll bet he's been following Harry around, me too.' Remus thought.
Once Harry was inside the inn. Cyrus turned and looked up, strait at Remus. Remus' breath caught in his throat. And Cyrus turned into a dark ally way, out of Remus sight.
Remus sighed, and walked back over to the couch and fell down.
"So, Cyrus had told Harry to be back at the inn at 7:45." Remus thought aloud." That was sunset; Cyrus didn't want Harry out after dark. That makes sense, but why would he throw a rock at the window?"
" Perhaps he didn't want Harry here at sun set."
Remus jumped at the new voice. But he didn't need to turn around to see who it was.
" Cyrus, please, I've had enough scares for one night."
Cyrus set on one of the comfrey chairs, in front of Remus, but he didn't slouch in it as Remus was doing. His black cloak and mask were still up. And Remus inwardly sighed.
"And what is wrong with Harry being here after sun set?"
" I haven't had time to put the same.. safety precautions on this apartment that I have on the inn."
" Oh, but you have time to sneak in here and put the pictures back up after I hide them away from Harry before he came in." it was not a question.
Cyrus' eyes flashed angrily.
" You shouldn't have hidden them from Harry."
" And what was I supposed to tell him?"
" The truth." Cyrus growled.
" The truth? Sure, I'll walk right up to him and tell him the truth. I was one of his father's best friends; I've filed for custody of him 18 times. I watch over him when he gets on the train to Hogwarts and I watch him walk to his monster of an uncle when he gets off and it kills me. I have Dumbledore sending me his grades and midterm reports. And that the only reason that I .. that we.. Can't take care of him is because I'm a werewolf and you are, to the rest of the wizarding world, a psycho killer..."
" Yes."
Remus sighed and leaned back on the couch.
"We're not even sure we'll get him yet, and I 'm not saying anything to him until his custody papers are in my hands, there's no point of setting him up for more disappointment. Besides, Dumbledore wants me to teach at Hogwarts this year, wants me to watch over Harry."
Remus looked up to see Cyrus' reaction. He hadn't moved.
" And what did you say?" Cyrus said, calmly.
" I said yes, of course. It's the perfect opportunity to get closer to Harry with out pissing the ministry off."
". .Like that's ever stopped you before."
Remus actually blushed. " Yes, well..."
" In that case. I am sorry I had to put you on the spot like that."
" It's nothing." They sat in silence for a moment, and then Remus said.
" Have you heard the rumors spreading around? About Harry's relatives?"
" Yes."
"What are they? More importantly, are they true?"
Cyrus shook his head.
" You.. didn't do anything to them, did you?"
" No..not yet."
" Cyrus, we've waited years for this, if either of us screws up now, we'll never be able to get custody. And that would land Harry..."
" Right back in that bastards arms, I know." Cyrus growled.
" Cyrus, please..."
" Do you know what he did to him, Remus? HE BEAT HIM! There are scares all over his back and some fresh wounds. I tried to heal some of them when I was with him.but."
Remus didn't say anything. The thought of Harry doing all the things he did at school and then going home to that ...man, boiled Remus blood, causing the wolf in him to stir, like pacing in circles in Remus, but the Human won over. They would never get Harry if Remus, too, was convicted of murder.
" I know, Cyrus, I know. Don't worry, we'll get him away from them, I promise, but we must be patient..."
" I've been patient for years, Remus, and I'm sick of being patient." Cyrus growled. Remus sighed, in all honesty, Remus whole-heartedly agreed with Cyrus, but he was the sensible one, always had been, probably always will be, and what the two of them needed now was to be patient. No matter how much they both wanted to go off and kill anyone who so much as laid a harsh hand on Harry.
" Cyrus, listen to me..."
" Those idiot muggles can't even take proper care of their own son, spoiled him rotten. Then they go and beat Harry. Lock him in the closet and get drunk enough to kill each other..."
" What?"
Cyrus, who had stood and had been pacing during his rant, swung around to face Remus.
" Those rumors around town, they're true. I went to the Dursley's yesterday. I was planning... Well it doesn't matter what I was planning, because apparently, Harry's uncle and his sister were having some kind of 'welcome party' or something to that nature, for her. That's when Harry left. But after Harry left, that Vernon tried to wake his sister up, she'd passed out, you see and... Well, she didn't wake up."
Remus gasped.
" She died in the hospital. Alcohol poisoning. The muggles authorities are looking into the type of home the Dursley's have set up for their son, thinking about taking him away and putting him into another home, Petunia was all in a mess about it. The Dursley's have so far failed to mention that they have a nephew, and that he's disappeared. "
" Cyrus, dose Harry know this?"
" Hell, no! I've been chasing away every single inconsiderate wizard who dared to so much and try to ask him about it."
" Cyrus, someone needs to tell him."
Cyrus shook his head. " No, not yet."
" Once the rumors are confirmed. It will be all over the Daily prophet. And you know it. The ministry may even get involved in 'relocating' Harry and his cousin. If Harry goes to Hogwarts not knowing.. He's an enemy with Lucious Malfoy's son, did you know? And if that boy is anything like his father, Harry will be tormented. And he won't even know why.."
" All right, fine. You've made you're point. You tell him."
" What! Why me?"
" You're his professor." Cyrus said, as if it were obvious.
" Fine, I'll ..I'll tell him, but I just want to know one thing."
" What are you up to?"
Cyrus laughed. A cold, cruel laugh that sounded nothing like the joyous laughter of Sirius Black.
" Why Remus, haven't you guessed by now? I'm making mischief." And with that, Cyrus shut the door.
A/N- so how was it? Before you even ask, yes Cyrus threw the rock in the window, I'm not sure if I made that very clear in the fic. A friend of mine suggested that I make this a slash. (Sir and Rem) You might have scene her on the review page. And I was wondering if anyone else wants it that way. It won't be a big part of the story, it's still going to be a Sirius and Harry fic, and I've never written slash before, so it would probably suck, but if you want it that way. I guess I could try.. Please tell me in your reviews.. Thank you!
Title: The wall
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: An alternate Universe fic. Sirius only killed Peter. And was released from prison. Now ten years later, Harry's' sparked interest in his godfather leads him to a man who calls himself 'The Grim.'
Disclaimer: I don't own this, if I did, I wouldn't be writing a disclaimer.
A/n-We're back with Harry, sorry it took so long.
The Wall, chapter 5
Harry didn't find Ron or Hermonie down there, instead he found the bar almost empty save for a small group in the corner and a few lone figures scattered around.
Harry sighed and sat down on one of the stools, grabbed a menu and began to flip through it.
But the whispers of the witches and wizards in the corner made there way to Harry's ears, and he couldn't help over hearing.
"Did you hear about the group of muggles he was staying with?"
"Yeah, they weren't in their right minds, were they?"
"Family of his, relatives?"
"Yeah that's what their saying but I don't buy it."
Harry's head jerked up from the menu, his heart skipping a beat and he looked over at the group with renewed interest.
"Well, where is he be staying now?"
"We don't know if this is true or not, now, this is still all rumor.I over heard some aurors outside the ministry building."
"You heard it? Or is this all second-hand?"
"It all comes from reliable sources."
" Sure it dose."
Harry looked around the bar, to see if anyone was staring at him.ok, more than usually. There was. A man in the other corner was with light brown hair was staring at him, then at the group in the corner, and back at him. Then the man stood, and walked over to the group in the corner and tapped lightly on the first wizards shoulder. The man looked rather offended and turned to glare at the brown haired man.
"Yes? What do you want?"
The brown haired man merely pointed to Harry.
"Oh .uh..." The wizard gave a nervous smile. "Hi, um. Mr. Potter."
The brown haired man rolled his eyes and moved to sit back down in his chair. Harry quickly moved to join him.
"Um. Thanks."
"You need not thank me."
" Well, I am."
"In that case, you're welcome."
"What's happened?"
"Excuse me?"
"What were they talking about?"
"I have no idea, but like they said, it was all rumor."
"You heard all that? All the way over here?"
"Good hearing."
"Oh."
Harry paused, not for sure what to say to this stranger, when he realized he didn't know his defenders name.
"My names Harry, what's yours?"
" Remus, Remus Lupin."
"Do I know you?"
Lupin jerked as if Harry had announced his alliance with Voldermort.
"No, I don't think so, I do believe I would remember meeting you."
"Oh, ok, sorry." Harry said quietly, but he couldn't shake this odd feeling he was getting, he had gotten it last night, with Cyrus, but this one was different somehow..
"What brings you to Diagon Ally, Mr. Potter?"
" Huh? Oh, I'm going to stay here until the start of term, you?"
"Actually, I'll be teaching defense against the dark arts this year at Hogwarts, I wouldn't normally be up to it, but I'm doing it as a favor for Dumbledore. Apparently there are rumors that the job is cursed and now no one wants it, especially after Lockheart."
"Lockheart wasn't as good as everyone thinks he is." Harry said coolly.
"Oh, I know." Lupin laughed "But no one seems to care. Did you know his new book, Who am I? Was on witch weekly's top- ten lists for four weeks? "
"No way!"
"It's true."
They laughed and talked for a few minutes, mostly about the up coming school year, despite what Lupin had said; he seemed more than qualified for the job.
" Well, I was an aurror for a few years, then I went to work in the dark creatures division and the werewolf support group. a few odd jobs here and there, helping people sort out problems with dark creatures in the area, you know, arranging for a vampire to eat only chickens. relocate werewolves.that sort of thing. Most recently I've been running an old magical herbs and spices shop, I usually end up making the new wolfsbane potion for those werewolves who aren't up to it, though. "
"You sound a lot more interesting than our last teacher." Harry said before thinking.
"Oh, I'm sure Lockheart had a lot more stories to tell than I .my is that the time, sorry Harry I would love to stay and chat, but I must get going."
"Oh" Harry hadn't wanted his new friend.err. Professor to go, he enjoyed the conversation.it was more than he had talked in a long time.
"Whom are you staying here with?" Lupin asked suddenly. Looking rather intently at him.
"What? Oh. Um. "
"You're not alone are you?"
"Kind of."
Lupin frowned and sighed.
"I'll tell you what, here's the number to the apartment I'm staying at. If you need anything, you just come by, ok?"
Harry looked at the small piece of paper Lupin was holding out for him.
"Um, ok."
Lupin smiled.
"Well, I must be going, do come and see me sometime."
Harry nodded and looked down at Lupin's tidy handwriting.
"I will, thanks."
Lupin smiled and stood to leave.
"I'll be seeing you then."
And he left. And Harry was left alone again.
Harry's newfound freedom was something to adjust to. Harry was usually half- starved by the time he made it to Hogwarts. The fact that he could go where he wanted and eat what he wanted took a while to sink in. And when it did, Harry quickly went out in to the magical world, full to the brim with curiosity.
There were a ton of shops in Diagon ally. One simply needed to pick a street and go, this is how Harry started his exploration of the town, picking several buildings a day and visiting them before 7:30. Then he would head back to the inn, and be there before 7:45. Just like Cyrus had ordered.
Harry's new favorite shop was the Quality Qudditch supplies which just received a shipment of the new FIREBOLT. Harry instantly fell in love with the new broom, but didn't see the point in spending all the gold in his Gringotts vault when he had a perfectly good broom in his possession.
Harry had scene Lupin several times after their meeting in the inn. Each time Lupin had reminded him to stop by, so halfway into his second week there, Harry started up a side road, which held mostly apartment complexes. The address Lupin had given him led him to a rather large building all the way at the end of this street, and to a third story apartment with a brass 4 on it.
Harry cautiously knocked on the door and heard Lupin yell.
"One moment."
There was the sound of someone shuffling papers and moving things. Then the door opened. And Lupin's smiling face appeared in front of Harry.
"It's about time." He said.
"Sorry." Harry mumbled.
"Oh, I know how the shops can pull you in. I'm not used to it myself and sometimes get lost."
Harry laughed.
"Where do you live?"
"Out in the country, way out in the country. I don't like urban life that much, to noise."
" Me too." Harry agreed, and Lupins smile widened.
"That's good to hear."
Prof. Lupin gave Harry a 'preview' of what they were going to do in class that would have made Hermonie jealous. Then they settled down for tea and more talking. Harry asked most of the questions, as he was afraid of what Lupin would ask, and Harry didn't want to lie to his future professor.
" Do you want some tea?" Lupin asked suddenly, " I was brewing some before you came in, I think it'll be done some time soon.."
As if on cue, a loud whistle came from the kitchen and Lupin stood up.
" You want some?"
" Yes, please." Said Harry, who had not yet eaten dinner.
As Lupin disappeared into the kitchen, Harry began to look around the room, it was small and comfortable, and it had a large couch and two comfy looking chairs with a table in between, and a fireplace in the corner with many pictures on the mantle. Harry walked closer to see the pictures better.
" Do you like anything in your tea?"
" What, oh um, yeah, some cream, I guess."
" Ok."
As Harry looked at the pictures on the mantel it took a moment to recognize the people in them, rather his delayed reaction was because of shock or just not knowing them, Harry didn't know.
" Um.. Professor, why do you have pictures of my parents on your wall?"
" What?"
Lupin emerged from the kitchen holding two cups of tea and looking at Harry in a strange way.
" What do you mean, I don't ...oh.." Lupin's eyes fell on the picture of The Potters wedding day. The same one Harry had.
"OH, that." Harry could tell Lupin was doing some quick thinking. " Well, you see, I told you earlier, I don't live here, a friend of mine dose, he was real good friends with your parents and."
" Did you know them?"
'Why dose he ask so many questions?' Remus thought.
" Well, yes, actually, I did, we were friends at school."
Harry nodded, but wasn't satisfied.
" Do you, um. know any of the people I this picture?" Harry said, grabbing it off the mantel and looking closer. Hoping beyond hope that his godfather may very well be right in front of him.
Meanwhile Lupin had gone a few shades paler.
"I. well. Let's see." Lupin sat the teacups on the mantel and looked over Harry's shoulder at the picture.
"..This is Frank Longbottom and his wife, they were Aurrs and good friends, this is Miss. Figg, she's an auror too, and this is your grandfather and this is ."
" Is that you?"
'Damn.' Remus thought 'He's good.'
"Well, yes, it is."
Harry looked at Lupin expectantly, but when he got no response from him, he looked back at the picture.
"Who.who was their best man?"
"Huh. Oh his name was..um..." Lupin didn't get a chance to finish, though, because at that very moment. The window shattered as a rock flew through it. (Imagine that.)
" Wh...?." Harry said, startled. Lupin ran over to the window and looked out unto the street to see if he could see who had done it. Much to his dismay, no one was there.
"Harry, I think you ought to go. I'll walk you up to the inn since it's getting late and."
" How late is it?"
Remus consulted his watch. "It's 8:05. Why?"
Harry sat the picture down and ran to grab his things.
"I'm sorry. Professor...I just remembered, I am so late..."
" Harry what..?"
" I've got to be at the inn by 7:45, oh gosh I'm late."
" Harry, I'll walk you."
" No that's ok I got to go, sorry I couldn't stay."And He shut the door, leaving Remus to his very confused thoughts.
" What dose he mean, I've got to be back at the inn, I thought he wasn't staying here with anyone. He couldn't be staying with anyone unless.."
Lupin swung around and headed toward the window. He saw Harry dashing toward the leaky cauldron. The street was still empty. No one was there. Except...
"Cyrus."
Lupin saw him; He hadn't been there before. What was he playing at? Scaring the daylights out of him like that. Was it Cyrus who threw the stone? Remus watched as Cyrus followed Harry up to the inn completely hidden from Harry in the shadows.
'I'll bet he's been following Harry around, me too.' Remus thought.
Once Harry was inside the inn. Cyrus turned and looked up, strait at Remus. Remus' breath caught in his throat. And Cyrus turned into a dark ally way, out of Remus sight.
Remus sighed, and walked back over to the couch and fell down.
"So, Cyrus had told Harry to be back at the inn at 7:45." Remus thought aloud." That was sunset; Cyrus didn't want Harry out after dark. That makes sense, but why would he throw a rock at the window?"
" Perhaps he didn't want Harry here at sun set."
Remus jumped at the new voice. But he didn't need to turn around to see who it was.
" Cyrus, please, I've had enough scares for one night."
Cyrus set on one of the comfrey chairs, in front of Remus, but he didn't slouch in it as Remus was doing. His black cloak and mask were still up. And Remus inwardly sighed.
"And what is wrong with Harry being here after sun set?"
" I haven't had time to put the same.. safety precautions on this apartment that I have on the inn."
" Oh, but you have time to sneak in here and put the pictures back up after I hide them away from Harry before he came in." it was not a question.
Cyrus' eyes flashed angrily.
" You shouldn't have hidden them from Harry."
" And what was I supposed to tell him?"
" The truth." Cyrus growled.
" The truth? Sure, I'll walk right up to him and tell him the truth. I was one of his father's best friends; I've filed for custody of him 18 times. I watch over him when he gets on the train to Hogwarts and I watch him walk to his monster of an uncle when he gets off and it kills me. I have Dumbledore sending me his grades and midterm reports. And that the only reason that I .. that we.. Can't take care of him is because I'm a werewolf and you are, to the rest of the wizarding world, a psycho killer..."
" Yes."
Remus sighed and leaned back on the couch.
"We're not even sure we'll get him yet, and I 'm not saying anything to him until his custody papers are in my hands, there's no point of setting him up for more disappointment. Besides, Dumbledore wants me to teach at Hogwarts this year, wants me to watch over Harry."
Remus looked up to see Cyrus' reaction. He hadn't moved.
" And what did you say?" Cyrus said, calmly.
" I said yes, of course. It's the perfect opportunity to get closer to Harry with out pissing the ministry off."
". .Like that's ever stopped you before."
Remus actually blushed. " Yes, well..."
" In that case. I am sorry I had to put you on the spot like that."
" It's nothing." They sat in silence for a moment, and then Remus said.
" Have you heard the rumors spreading around? About Harry's relatives?"
" Yes."
"What are they? More importantly, are they true?"
Cyrus shook his head.
" You.. didn't do anything to them, did you?"
" No..not yet."
" Cyrus, we've waited years for this, if either of us screws up now, we'll never be able to get custody. And that would land Harry..."
" Right back in that bastards arms, I know." Cyrus growled.
" Cyrus, please..."
" Do you know what he did to him, Remus? HE BEAT HIM! There are scares all over his back and some fresh wounds. I tried to heal some of them when I was with him.but."
Remus didn't say anything. The thought of Harry doing all the things he did at school and then going home to that ...man, boiled Remus blood, causing the wolf in him to stir, like pacing in circles in Remus, but the Human won over. They would never get Harry if Remus, too, was convicted of murder.
" I know, Cyrus, I know. Don't worry, we'll get him away from them, I promise, but we must be patient..."
" I've been patient for years, Remus, and I'm sick of being patient." Cyrus growled. Remus sighed, in all honesty, Remus whole-heartedly agreed with Cyrus, but he was the sensible one, always had been, probably always will be, and what the two of them needed now was to be patient. No matter how much they both wanted to go off and kill anyone who so much as laid a harsh hand on Harry.
" Cyrus, listen to me..."
" Those idiot muggles can't even take proper care of their own son, spoiled him rotten. Then they go and beat Harry. Lock him in the closet and get drunk enough to kill each other..."
" What?"
Cyrus, who had stood and had been pacing during his rant, swung around to face Remus.
" Those rumors around town, they're true. I went to the Dursley's yesterday. I was planning... Well it doesn't matter what I was planning, because apparently, Harry's uncle and his sister were having some kind of 'welcome party' or something to that nature, for her. That's when Harry left. But after Harry left, that Vernon tried to wake his sister up, she'd passed out, you see and... Well, she didn't wake up."
Remus gasped.
" She died in the hospital. Alcohol poisoning. The muggles authorities are looking into the type of home the Dursley's have set up for their son, thinking about taking him away and putting him into another home, Petunia was all in a mess about it. The Dursley's have so far failed to mention that they have a nephew, and that he's disappeared. "
" Cyrus, dose Harry know this?"
" Hell, no! I've been chasing away every single inconsiderate wizard who dared to so much and try to ask him about it."
" Cyrus, someone needs to tell him."
Cyrus shook his head. " No, not yet."
" Once the rumors are confirmed. It will be all over the Daily prophet. And you know it. The ministry may even get involved in 'relocating' Harry and his cousin. If Harry goes to Hogwarts not knowing.. He's an enemy with Lucious Malfoy's son, did you know? And if that boy is anything like his father, Harry will be tormented. And he won't even know why.."
" All right, fine. You've made you're point. You tell him."
" What! Why me?"
" You're his professor." Cyrus said, as if it were obvious.
" Fine, I'll ..I'll tell him, but I just want to know one thing."
" What are you up to?"
Cyrus laughed. A cold, cruel laugh that sounded nothing like the joyous laughter of Sirius Black.
" Why Remus, haven't you guessed by now? I'm making mischief." And with that, Cyrus shut the door.
A/N- so how was it? Before you even ask, yes Cyrus threw the rock in the window, I'm not sure if I made that very clear in the fic. A friend of mine suggested that I make this a slash. (Sir and Rem) You might have scene her on the review page. And I was wondering if anyone else wants it that way. It won't be a big part of the story, it's still going to be a Sirius and Harry fic, and I've never written slash before, so it would probably suck, but if you want it that way. I guess I could try.. Please tell me in your reviews.. Thank you!