A/N: I'm back (after how long exactly…) and I have finally ready for this chapter. Order of the Phoenix is the best book ever, and no one forget this. I hate the fact that J.K killed off the best character, and if you've noticed, he is staying alive in this! Thank you to my reviewers and I'm really really sorry for the wait, I had writer's block! Anyway, onto the story!

" Sirius," Harry exclaimed as he opened the oak door.

Indeed, in front of him, a well-groomed Sirius Black was grinning devilishly back at him. Sirius stepped forward and hugged the 15-year-old boy tightly, not willing to let go.

" Sirius," Harry gasped slightly into his godfathers shoulder (though only making a muffled sound) " I do need to breathe."

The escapee reluctantly let him go. " You do not know how worried I was! Not only me, but Ron and Hermione are having fits worrying about you!"

" As if I had a choice to come here or not," Harry said defensively, sitting himself down next to Sirius on a purple and pink couch (this Dumbledore had very bad tastes in furniture). " What has happened to Voldemort? Is he still keeping quiet?"

"No! As soon as he found out you had gone, he started attacking the castle," Sirius answered, running a pale hand through his black hair. " Noone has died, yet."

Harry paled and ran a finger along his scar." Why can't he leave every one alone, it's me he wants." Harry looked up and gazed around the circular room, puzzled. " Where's Dumbledore?"

Sirius shrugged. " I don't know. Gone somewhere I guess."

"How?" Harry curiously looked around again; pretty sure he didn't see Dumbledore along his way. " I'm sure I didn't see him coming here."

Sirius once again shrugged. " Secret passageway then. I'm sure there is one here, Harry."

" So, when did you get here?"

" As soon as Ron ran out of Divination, yelling through the halls that Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived had disappeared. I was with Dumbledore at the time," Sirius explained, brown eyes gleaming with mischief. " And, while I'm here, I can take my time to play a few pranks on a certain potions professor."

"And if they catch you? They will think you're the other Sirius Black," Harry said seriously, green eyes fixed on his godfather.

Sirius squirmed under his gaze. " That's the same glare your mother used to give James and I when we took you on our brooms. I promise I won't get caught. I mean, your invisibility cloak and map would help, don't you think Harry?"

Harry sighed as his godfather gave him a puppy dog look. " Fine, you can use them. You're very good at dong that look you know."

Harry was then bowled over by an extremely happy Sirius.

" Thank you, Thank you Harry," Sirius said over and over, grinning mischievously.

" What have I done," Harry groaned, putting his head in his hands, then looking up again. " What are you going to do to Snape exactly?"

Sirius raised one eyebrow. " Why so interested Harry? Would you like to help me or something? Help completely humiliate the big slimeball?"

Harry glared at him. " Answer the question Snuffles."

" Well." Sirius started, a smile spreading across his face as he said it. " I was thinking, every door Snapie-poo goes through, water would come down, drenching him completely as well as washing his hair."

Harry snorted. " How about painting his dungeons hot pink and gold, and maybe have graffiti on the walls saying things such as ' wash your hair, you lump of grease' and put your idea into it."

Sirius clapped excitedly before hugging Harry again. " Good one little Pronglet, definitely got Maraunder spirit in you!"

Harry blushed as he hugged his godfather. " When are we going to do this, er, experiment?"

Sirius let go of Harry and raised his eyebrows, looking quizzically into his bright green eyes. " Are you looking forward to doing the experiment as you call it?" Harry nodded wildly, making his black mop come over his eyes. " How about tonight then."

" Deal," was the reply he got.

Someone chuckled behind the large sofa. " Well, I will pretend I did not here that, Harry."

Harry blushed again as he looked over the top of the couch, brushing strands of hair away from his eyes. " Sorry Professor Dumbledore, I had to agree. Sirius made me and I have been eager to humiliate Snape for ages."

" Professor Snape," Dumbledore advised, his blue eye's twinkling slightly. " Now, before we get off track, which we have already, I have got Lily and James outside waiting to meet this Sirius Black. "

Sirius paled as he looked up at the alternate headmaster. " R-really?"

Dumbledore nodded slightly. " Now, Harry has told me about that dreadful night, and I realize you have not seen the Potters for a while, but do not get too carried away."

Sirius nodded obediently, brown eyes looking hopeful. " Can we see them now?"

Dumbledore chuckled lightly, and in two powerful strides was at the now opening door ushering the two nervous Potters inside.

Sirius gaped as he saw his best friend, James come towards him and Harry, grinning.

" Sirius, is that you? You look like you got up on the wrong side of the bed or something," James joked (a/n, really lame if you ask me) waiting for his reaction.

" Prongs, is that really you? You don't know how long I've wanted to see you again," Sirius choked, staring at the Harry look alike in front of him. " My, you look like Harry, so much."

" Er, Sirius? Usually peoples say it the other way round? That I look like my father, not the other way round," Harry uttered slowly, looking at Sirius plainly, green eyes surveying him.

" Oh my god you poor dear!"

Lily sobbed on Sirius' shoulder with Harry, James and Dumbledore amusingly watching.

" Um, it's alright Lily, really," Sirius assured soothingly, whilst patting her lightly on the back.

Lily sniffed as she got up, glaring as James chortled behind her. " Shut up you. At least I'm being nice."

Sirius rolled her eyes and looked at his godson. " I remember them fighting this much. It's amusing to watch."

" Not when you're in the middle, trying to help each of them, " Harry commented, remembering Ron and Hermione's occasional fights. " That's what Ron and Hermione are like, I'm hoping by the time I get back, they will be together and not fighting as much."

Sirius patted Harry on the back, much like he did to Lily. " They will be together, if Remus has anything to do with it."

Harry turned sharply towards him, squashing his hand. " What is he doing this time? What did you tell him?"

Sirius pulled his hand back, giving Harry an innocent look. " Why would I have anything to do with it?"

" Because last time you said something for Remus to do, I ended up colourful robes and hair for a week!"

" But black is such a boring colour, Harry," Sirius advised, sounding like a sales person trying to get someone to buy a product. " Plus, orange, green and pink go so well with you."

" Stop changing the subject," Harry said glaring at Sirius, then softening his glare. " What is Remus going to do to Ron and Hermione?"

'His voice could get anyone to say anything! And put the voice with those eyes and you're doomed,' Sirius thought to himself as he tried to smile innocently at Harry.

" Fine, I'll tell you," Sirius said irritably, glaring at the smile on Harry's face. " But, I still agree that you suited orange, green and pink."

" Stop changing the subject Padfoot," Harry repeated, narrowing his eyes into slits.

" I was just pointing out somethi-"

" Sirius," Harry said warningly, crossing his arms.

" Remus was going to lock them in a broomstick cupboard on the way back from Quidditch," Sirius muttered, hoping Harry's ears weren't as good as his parents.

" You told him WHAT!"

" Damn," Sirius grumbled to himself. " He heard me."

" Sirius! Why did you tell Remus to do that! What will that help? How to get out of a broom cupboard as fast as possible. Hermione will see this coming from a mile away, you do know that. And, it also won't help their, er relationship much," Harry ranted, now pacing up and down the room, ignoring the looks he was getting from his parents and Dumbledore.

" Er, Harry," James said cautiously, not wanting to get into Harry's bad books. " What is so bad about these two peoples in a cupboard? They'll get out by magic."

" One is a muggle-born and won't think to use magic, and the other will be worrying that it is Voldemort, and won't bother to tell Hermione to use magic. And, they don't get along that well. A fight a day I would say," (a/n, hee hee I'm rhyming now!) Harry explained, shooting dark looks to Sirius, who was trying to hide behind a giggling Lily.

" Sirius, I would never think that you would hide from a 15-year-old," Lily voiced, looking behind her at the cowering 36-year-old on the ground.

" But, he's not an ordinary 15-year-old boy. He's very scary when you get him mad," Sirius clarified, getting up from the ground, remembering how he had tried to kill him two years ago. " Dangerous with a wand, that boy."

" Not that dangerous Sirius," Harry uttered to Sirius, reddening slightly. " Many wizards and witches are more dangerous."

" But, for a 15-year-old, you are dangerous," Sirius pointed out, glad to have gotten off the subject.

Harry also realized this, and gave Sirius a deathly glare. " I'd rather not talk about how dangerous I am and keep talking about your plan to lock Ron and Hermione in the broom cupboard."

" You remembered why you were yelling at me in the first place," Sirius complained, looking up at Lily, whose eyes were laughing at him. " And, it is Remus who's going to do the plan, so blame him."

" If Remus was here right now, I would be yelling at him, with you in the same room." Harry crossed his arms stubbornly in front of him.

" Well, he definitely took your stubbornness, Lil's," James muttered to Lily, nudging her in the ribs.

" I heard that," Harry answered, sitting down again in the colourful couch, next to Sirius, occasionally shooting dark looks to him.

Sirius stole a look at his godson, who was shaking his head and muttering to himself.

" Harry, you do know the first sign of madness is talking to yourself, right?" Sirius asked cautiously, looking at Harry's large mop of hair for some reason. " Because, if you do know that, I'm sure St Mungo's will take you in, I mean, the 'famous Harry Potter' is mad to believe Voldemort came back."

Harry turned around staring at Sirius with his green eye's, one eyebrow higher than the other. " Yes, I do know that is the first sign of madness and I got it from hanging around you too much," Harry answered, grinning at the look on his face.

" That is really mean," Sirius pouted, pretending to look offended (completely failing).

Dumbledore clapped his hands, smiling when Sirius and Harry looked up from their staring competition. " Now, I'm sure you two would like to, ah, insult each other more, but the Minister of Magic is due to arrive soon, so I am suggesting for you to finish this staring competition elsewhere."

Harry blushed slightly as he met Dumbledore's gaze. " Sorry professor."

Lily and James shared glances as the two alternate men stood up, repeating the same apologies to the headmaster.

Dumbledore brushed away these apologies with a sweep of his hand. " Now, I am sure you would love to stay, but I do not think that Minister Fudge will be very amused to find some, ah, abnormal people having a staring competition in the middle of my office, occasionally sending insults back and forth. Ah speak of the devil!"

Cornelius Fudge had just appeared at the foot of the moving staircase, his bowler hat in his hand. " Good morning Albus, I trust you are well."

Harry quietly snuck around the back of the hated minister, with Sirius, Lily and James in tow.

Dumbledore winked at the four of them, his blue eyes twinkling merrily. " Well, farewell, you four, I'll trust I will see you soon." He gave a cheerful wave before turning towards the minister. " Well, Cornelius, do you fancy a cup of tea and a lemon drop?"

" Who said we were abnormal," Sirius muttered as they quickly walked down the moving stairs, wanting to get away from Fudge as soon as possible. " Look who was talking."

Harry nodded, agreeing with his godfather. " But, it's normal for Dumbledore to be weird. He always is."

The bewildered answer of " A lemon drop Albus, what is that?" from the minister was heard as the Potters and Sirius left through the stone gargoyle entrance.

They all laughed as they walked through the halls of Hogwarts, quietly not to disturb the students at work in the classrooms.

Lily shook her head, making her hair go everywhere, much like Harry's. " That's weird, even I know what lemon drops are! Has anyone actually tried one though?" she asked curiously, tilting her head questionably.

Harry shrugged. " I have no idea. I know I haven't. Dad?"

James shrugged, apparently thinking as when they turned a corner to head to their room, James knocked into the wall. He turned around and glared at Harry, Lily and Sirius whilst rubbing his head.

" That hurt you know, nothing to laugh about. I'm sure that wall wasn't there before, since when has it been there?" James growled at the stone wall before continuing walking down the corridor after the three laughing maniacs.

" It was there ever since the founders built it there, which was a couple of hundreds of years ago, James," Lily answered, smiling at her husband.

Harry patted his father's back in a sympathetic way. " Dad, I'm sure mum has already got a bed and a strait jacket in the mental parts of St Mungo's."

James stared at Harry. " Where did you come up with that?"

" Oh," Harry said casually, taking his hand off James' back. " I had it all planned for Sirius, but I had to jump at this chance. Sorry Sirius!"

Sirius pouted, pretending to cry. " Fine Harry, you give all my insults to James, I don't mind. " He sobbed. " My own godson! How dare he do this to me."

Harry smiled, rolling his eyes. " Don't worry Sirius. I have a couple of insults up my sleeve." He winked, grinning to himself.

Sirius dropped the sorrowful look and groaned. "That's great Harry. I really like the idea of more insults."

Harry sighed, giving his godfather a loving look. " I knew you would be, Sirius."

Lily raised an eyebrow to Harry. " You took over James quite a bit, Harry James Potter. Where is me in you?"

" In my eyes," Harry stated matter-of-factly, fluttering his eyelashes girlishly.

" Obviously," Lily muttered, as the Potters and the mass-murderer reached the portrait of Godric Gryffindor.

" Why hello again Potter family, and Mr Black," the portrait gracefully said, smiling. " Have not seen you around for quite a while."

" Um, yes sir," Sirius stuttered as James told him the password (A/N: I can't remember what it was, bear with me J)

Godric chuckled at Sirius' stuttering, and opened up.

" Good day!" the four of them heard faintly as the portrait clicked close.

Sirius looked around the messy lounge room. " Nice, just the way I like my room," he declared, grinning impishly, whilst sitting down on the couch. " But, why all these toys? You certainly don't play with them, do you Prongs."

Lily, who had disappeared into a different room answered. " Didn't we tell you? We have two eleven-year-olds, Twins actually. Timothy and Cailyn."

Sirius looked at Harry and James, eyebrows raised. "Twins? And you didn't tell me! The biggest news I've ever heard and you didn't tell me? Harry, you betrayer!"

Harry stood there gaping at the very bad crying Sirius.

 " You are not a very good at crying, Padfoot," Harry commented, sitting down next to the doggish man. " Even I'm better than you!"

Sirius looked into Harry's eyes amusingly. " You always have hid your emotions, Harry. But, your eyes tell me everything."

James sat on the other side of Harry, also curiously gazing into his eyes, whilst he glared at him.

" They do too," James amazingly said, leaning forward, annoying Harry purposely.

Harry poked his tongue out at his father, then turned to Sirius. " So, we are going to do the prank tonight then?"

Sirius chortled, and nodded." Yes, I would like to do it as soon as possible."

James squealed like a girl and stared at the two. " What is it what is it! Tell me, tell me!"

" Well," Sirius began, slowly just to annoy his best friend. " We are going to do something to do with a slimy, grease-haired asshole called Severus Snape."

James' eyes widened in excitement as he heard this. Lily seemed to have heard this comment about the potions master as well.

"Don't you dare do anything to Severus, Sirius Black," she growled, coming out of the room, glaring dangerously in his direction. " If you do I will-"

Sirius looked innocently at her. " What carrot top. What will you do, amuse me."

Lily whipped out her wand and pointed it at him. " This,"

She waved her wand, and Sirius turned into Padfoot, with a few alterations. Sirius was now a black and white puppy, with a hot pink bow on his head.

Harry and James laughed as Sirius hopped off the lounge with difficultly and looked into the mirror that James conjured as he laughed.

Sirius growled (which sounded more like a squeal) and tried to changed back into himself. He couldn't.

With each time he tried, more bows appeared on him, in places such as around his neck, and on his arms and legs.

This made James, and Harry laugh even harder. Sirius finally got angry with his transformation, and stumbled up to Lily, giving her a puppy dog face (literally).

" Do you promise not to play any pranks at all on Severus?" Lily dangerously asked, her eyes fixed on the puppy in front of her.

Sirius nodded, whimpering slightly.

Sirius stood there a minute later, dusting himself off, and getting rid of the horrible pink bows tied around his neck, and arms and legs.

" I am going to take a walk," Lily said shortly, putting her wand away. " If I found out you were plotting something, you will all be little puppies."

When Sirius heard the portrait slam, he rubbed his hands together devilishly. " Now, where were we?"

" You were going to tell me what you were going to do," James said, his eyes wide with excitement.

" Well," Sirius began, very slowly much to James' dislike. " We are going to-"

Harry cut in, rolling his eyes." We are going to paint his dungeons hot pink, like those bows of yours, Sirius, no don't hit me. Any way hot pink and gold saying things like 'wash your hair asshole' and other abusive words. Also, we are going to jinx every door he goes through to poor water onto him, washing his horrible greasy mop of hair," Harry finished, grinning.

" Oooo," James squealed, jumping on the spot. "I can't wait! But, wouldn't everyone think it was the other Sirius? I mean, everyone here knows that our Sirius is in Austria somewhere."

Harry furrowed his brow. " We could give him a different description, if you know what I mean. We could give him blue eyes and blonde hair, with a different name. It will work!"

Sirius hugged Harry furiously. " You are a genius, little Pronglet! I never knew you were so smart! Must have gotten it from Lils."

" Hey! I'm smart too, Padfoot! You know that," James objected, narrowing his eyes at his best friend.

Sirius waved off this comment with a wave of his hand, and continued complementing Harry.

 " You are so smart! You never show all you smartness in class, do you Harry? Well, maybe in Defence," he added as an after thought.

James stood up, and got his wand out. " Okay, blonde hair and blue eyes?"

Harry nodded enthusiastically, then thought for a moment. " Wouldn't peoples detect magic here though?"

James shrugged. " I don't think so. Oh well here we go, blonde hair and blue eyes it is. Coloures hairum Blonde!" ( A/N: I know I'm not very creative when it comes to spells, so don't say anything)

Sirius' long, brown hair suddenly turned blonde.

 Sirius grinned insanely and waved his head around. " Is it my colour?"

" Absolutely," James answered sarcastically, then waved his wand again, making it shorter. " There all done, except for his eyes. Coloures Eyesdum Blue!" ( A/N: Definitely not creative!!)

Harry grinned at his new and improved godfather, " Now, a name!"

" Can't I just keep Sirius? It's the best name," complained Sirius, leaning on Harry, giving him a pleading look. " Please, please, please?"

"Nope," James stated, sitting down, his own blue eyes laughing at Sirius. " How about, Harry senior!"

Harry laughed and looked at Sirius. " I don't think Sirius or I agree with that one."

" No way am I being named after your son, James," Sirius growled. " Harry is such a silly name, for stupid people only."

" And you were calling me smart a minute ago," Harry muttered, chortling to himself.

" I heard that. And, that was an only time, Harry," Sirius said matter-of-factly sitting straight like an obedient schoolboy. " I promise I will not call you smart if I can keep my own name."

Harry raised an eyebrow in amusement. " You do know that with that deal, you get the better part, right? I was thinking of Daniel White. Then, you're the opposite last name, you see!"

Sirius considered it.

 " Daniel," he rolled out on his tongue sounding it out slowly. " D-aaaa-nnn-ii-ee-lll." He suddenly smiled. " I like it."

James and Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

" Good," they chorused.

They all heard the portrait open, and close again. There was Lily, standing there, staring at Sirius skeptically.

" Who," she said slowly and loudly to the two Potters as if they were deaf. " In Merlins name is this?"

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