A.N. Sorry for taking too long to post this chapter. I had a major case of writer's block and I had LOADS of homework. I still have some to do, but I set aside some time to finish this. Enjoy, and please review.

Mal

SIRIUS BLACK SPOTTED AT LEAKY CAULDRON

Mr. Remus Loopin, a Professor at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, nearly ran into the infamous Sirius Black, who sent two of his best friends to their death nearly 4 years ago before kidnapping, abusing, and throwing their son (his godson) off of a cliff in England. Sirius Black has been on the run since then, and this is the first time he has been spotted since that Halloween night. From the description that Loopin gave, Sirius Black looked in quite good health. However, before Loopin could so much as reached for his wand, Black reached behind himself grabbed something and Disapparated. The Ministry is unsure of where he went, and declined further comment. There is also no idea of what he grabbed. Some people have theorized that it as a large parcel of some sort, while other people think that it was a rather short person.

Remus Lupin looked over the article in disgust.

"God damn reporters. Can't even get my name right. Not that it matters really." He threw the Daily Prophet onto his small kitchen table and took a sip of his tea. Peter had been the one to tell him about the article, but frankly he would have been happier not to know about it. He had already gotten a few owls from a few old classmates, including Professor Snape, who had some sarcastic comments on the matter. Remus took another sip of his tea, before the door burst open yet again. Peter had returned.

"Remus! My friend!" Peter said exuberantly. "I never got to ask you, what with Black and whatnot… What'd you think of the date?"

Remus gave a small smile, and actually toyed with the idea of telling Peter the truth. "It was…er… nice?"

"I told you that her friend was cute. Wasn't she cute?"

"Sure… why not…"

Peter frowned. "You didn't like her?"

"No! It's not that… she's just a tad…too quiet."

"Oh yeah, I noticed that too…" Peter said, trailing off. "Well, there's always this other girl-"

"NO!" Remus said quickly. "I mean… no, that won't be necessary. I'm not ready for a relationship right now…"

"Really, Remus? When are you going to settle down, have a few kids and… oh… sorry."

Remus had raised one of his eyebrows at him. Peter had forgotten that werewolves weren't allowed to have kids, for that trait could be passed through genes.

"Well, you can adopt!" Peter said, trying to make Remus feel slightly better.

"Yeah, sure Peter," Remus said, picking up the newspaper again and looking at the picture. It was of the back entrance to the Leaky Cauldron, with Aurors looking all about."

"Hey, what'd you think of the article?" Peter asked, nudging Remus in the side. "Pretty good, eh? I mean, there's the little spelling mishap, but-"

"Look Peter, I really would rather not talk about it," Remus said.

"Oh… sure! Well, do you want to go see a Quidditch game then?"

Remus smiled. "Sure. Anything to get my mind off of Black."

~*~

Harry didn't seem to understand had gone on at the Leaky Cauldron. Sirius didn't even understand himself… Remus was supposed to trust him… Had he even gotten all of those letters? Sirius sighed and sat down on the chair. He knew that they had to move, in case his magical signature was tracked here. Luckily that took a little while…

"Harry, go pack your things," Sirius said, putting his head in his hands and drumming his fingers against his forehead.

"But Sirius- I want to practice magic!"

"Harry, go pack now! You can practice later."

There was a grumbling sound from Harry's room and then the door slamming. Sirius sighed and stood up, taking out some of the things from the Flourish and Blotts bag. There was The Standard Book of Spells Grade 1 that Sirius knew was used for pretty much every year at Hogwarts. There were also a few other books that would help Harry with his magic, as well as a Magical Cooking book for Sirius. He had also picked up two newspapers. One for him, and one for Sandy.

There were some loud thumping sounds from Harry's room.

"Are you packing!?"
"Yes! I'm packing!"

"Good."
Sirius stood up and dropped one of the books on the table, before pulling out his wand, conjuring up a box and starting to put things into it. It was nearly seven when Harry came out of his room, his wand clutched tightly in his hands.

"When's dinner going to be ready?" Harry asked.

"I don't know."

"… are we going to eat?"

"Yes. Just not right now."

"When?"

"When you're done packing your room."

"I am done." Sirius looked at the small boy, who was looking at his wand, turning it over in his hands.

"You're done already?"

"We move so much that I've gotten rather fast at it," Harry said softly. He looked up at Sirius with his big green eyes. "Siri? Why was Moony mad at us?"

Sirius sighed. "He was confused, Harry."

"Are we going to go un-confuse him?"

"…No, Harry. We're not."

~*~

Sirius didn't even know where they were going to go. Harry and him were all packed by the next day and Sirius shrunk everything before Disapparating to someplace in America. He wasn't even sure of where he was, but he un-shrunk his car and the two of them drove off. Harry had insisted of keeping his wand and a book that he had gotten with him. He was now attempting to read it, even though he was only five.

"L-U-M-O-S," Harry spelled out. "Lummoos."

"No Harry, that's not it," Sirius said, looking over at his godson, who was frowning slightly. "It's Lumos."

"Lumos!" Harry repeated, and the tip of his wand lit with a feeble light. "Look Sirius! I did it! I did magic!"

"That's great Harry!" Sirius said, reaching over and clapping Harry on the shoulder, keeping one hand on the steering wheel. "Now try this. Nox!"

Harry repeated what his godfather said and the little light went out.

"It's gone!"

"Yep. Practice those two spells for a while, then I'll tell you some more."

Harry practiced those two spells until it was dark, before the flickering light became too distracting and Sirius told him to stop. Harry slipped into slumber before the full moon appeared high in the sky.

~*~

Remus groaned and rolled over. He could smell fresh bacon sizzling in the kitchen, and Peter must've been there. Remus rubbed his eyes, trying to remember the events of the previous night… He had transformed… he had run around… his memory ended there. He vaguely remembered Peter being there…

He attempted to sit up and was met by sore muscles. He flopped back down in pain.

"Peter!" Remus said hoarsely. "Peter!"

"Coming!"

A minute later Peter appeared, wearing an apron that said, 'Kiss the Cook" and holding a scraper in his other hand.

"I'd rather not kiss you," Remus said, giving a small smile. "What's going on?"

Peter gave a smile and said, "Laurenin and I came over today to help you out. You know how you're like after a full moon…"

"I've made do before. I can do fine on my own," Remus said, trying to sit up again. Really, he didn't do very well. He just didn't want Laurenin, Peter's girlfriend there.

"Nonsense! You just sit back and relax. We've got everything under control!"

Remus sighed and flopped back onto his bed, not happy at all.

~*~

Sirius and Harry drove into the shabby motel parking lot. Harry was still asleep, and his head was sort of slumped to the side. Sirius unbuckled his seatbelt and picked the boy up. After getting a room from the woman wearing a tube top and WAY too much makeup, he carried his godson and put him down on the sunken couch in the room. He covered his godson with a blanket he found, before crawling into the small bed and falling asleep himself.

Sirius awoke the next morning to a light blinking on and off. It must've been early, because the sun hadn't fully risen. He sat up and looked over at the couch. Harry was sitting under his blanket, with his wand in front of him. He could hear Harry whispering, "Lumos! Nox!"

"Harry…" Sirius said. "Are you up already?"

There was a shuffling sound and Harry's head appeared out from under the blanket. "Yes."

Sirius groaned and rolled out of bed. "We'd probably get an early start anyway. Come on, get dressed. We'll grab some breakfast on the way out."

"Cheerios?"

"Sure, why not."

About twenty minutes later they were back on the highway with a full gallon of gas and Harry munching on Cheerios straight from the box and drinking orange juice from a box.

"Harry! Do you see that bird?!" Sirius said, pointing up at the creature that flew over them.

"Where!" Harry exclaimed, looking around wildly. "Where!"

"It's over there!" Sirius said. "I think it's a bald eagle!

"I don't see it!" Harry exclaimed.

Sirius pointed with one hand, while holding the steering wheel with the other. "It's right there!"

Harry squinted. "I don't see it!"

Sirius looked questioningly over at Harry.

"Harry, what're the letters on that sign?" Sirius now pointed at the sign ahead that said 'Route 66'.

Harry squinted. "O…B…"

At the next town that they stopped in Sirius took Harry to a doctors office. Harry got a physical as well as an eye exam. They spent the night in a small bed and breakfast, and two days later Harry walked out of the optometrist's office with a new pair of glasses.