"Well, then. What shall-" Sirius started cheerfully, but got interrupted by Lily.

"Change him back, now, Sirius!" Lily screeched.

"But Lillikins! I thought you didn't like him!!!" Sirius whined loudly.

"Sirius..." Lily said in a warning tone.

"Fine." Sirius huffed. He took out his wand again. James snorted at his immaturity.

"What are you laughing about? You just the same as him!" Lily said shrilly. She sighed, apparently very frustrated. "You know what? I'm going to have a talk with Petunia. You two better behave. Harry," she added, "please watch them for me. It seems like you're the only other responsible one here." She looked at Sirius and James, who were 'accidentally' adding purple polka dots on the donkey, and rolled her eyes at them. Then she walked out of the lounge and went into the kitchen.

"Well, then, I think you should put him back to normal. Just be careful, he'll probably be very mad and very crazy." Harry said to Sirius and James.

"Tell me, Padfoot, is Harry another Lily? Was he all PMSing during the exams in his first year like our Lils?" James asked grinning.

"Erm..." Sirius said slowly. He didn't see Harry during Harry's first year. He was in prison. But James didn't know that. He didn't know the whole story. "I think we should sit down and talk."

James looked questioningly at Harry. Harry just shook his head and sat down on the couch, looking down.

"Just sit down. We'll explain everything." Sirius ordered James.

"Speak for yourself.." Harry muttered at Sirius. He sat down anyways. James looked at Harry and sat across both of them and looked at them expectantly.

Sirius cleared his throat uncomfortably and said, "Harry?"

"What?" Harry exclaimed, fuming. "You're the one who wanted to talk about this. Go ahead, talk!"

Both of them looked surprised at Harry's behavior. "Sorry." Harry muttered, looking down.

"Yes, well, I'll start." Sirius said loudly, brushing away Harry's apology.

"When you and Lily died, Harry obviously lived. And you know Peter sold you out to Voldemort. Me, being the stupid imbecile that I was, went after him. I caught him in a neighborhood near yours. There were a lot of Muggles there, but I didn't care. I wanted vengeance for your and Lily's death. So I took my wand out and cursed him. But little Peter had a plan in mind. He had his wand behind his back and blew up the whole damn street, killing 13 Muggles. He cut off his finger and transformed into a rat and skittered down the sewers with all the other rats in there." Sirius smiled bitterly. "Everyone thought I killed them. They thought I sold you two to Voldemort. They thought I killed Peter. They thought I was guilty." He then let out a hollow laugh. "I was sent to Azkaban after they caught me. I escaped twelve fucking years later. What a story, eh?"

James was frozen. He didn't blink for the longest time. His eyes started to water. Harry and Sirius didn't know if it was from not blinking or sorrow. James started to shake violently.

"Prongs...Prongs! Are you okay?" Sirius asked, greatly concerned.

"Tell me, Sirius. Tell me that's just a nightmare that you had. Just a fucking nightmare.." James whispered.

"I-I can't. I wish I could, I really do. But that's the truth." Sirius said sadly.

"So you just got sent to Azkaban? What about your trial? What did you say there? Wasn't Dumbledore there to help you?" James asked tonelessly. He was trying very hard not to have a serious breakdown.

Sirius looked down. He looked back up at James, this time, with blazing fire in his eyes. "I didn't get a trial, James..." he said softly.

"What the fucking hell did you just say." James said slowly, after a long moment.

"You heard me, Prongs. I didn't get a damn trial. They just sent me straight to an Azkaban cell." Sirius said. He shivered at the horrid memory.

James shot straight up. "Get up." he demanded evenly.

"What the-?" Harry muttered at his dad.

"Get up. We're going to the Ministry of Magic and getting this straightened out. If Sirius isn't announced innocent today, there'll be hell to pay." James said. He rushed out of the lounge and went to inform Lily.

Sirius and Harry just stared at each other. "Aren't we supposed to plan this? I mean, doesn't the whole magical world think Mum and Dad are dead?" Harry asked.

Sirius shrugged. "You're not much better with planning, either. I guess it runs in the Potter family."

Harry sighed, shaking his head, and collapsed on the couch, exhausted. Not physically, but his brain had taken in a lot of things that morning.

"Are you sure you want to come? You look like you need some sleep and food." Sirius commented.

Harry shook his head. "I'm coming." he said defiantly.

"You've got the old Potter stubbornness, too." Sirius muttered.

Just then, Lily rushed into the lounge, followed by James.

Lily flew onto Sirius, sobbing. "Oh, Sirius! I didn't know! I'm so sorry..." she sobbed into his shoulder. Sirius patted Lily on the head lightly. "It's okay, Lils, it wasn't your fault or anything." Lily paused and stopped. She stepped out of Sirius' embrace, and slapped his arm.

"Don't ever do anything that idiotic again, do you hear me?!" Lily exclaimed angrily, scolding him.

"Ow, Lils, that hurt! Is that what I get for spending twelve years of my life in Azkaban?" Sirius joked.

"Don't you joke about that! Come on, we're going to the Ministry!" Lily said.

"Erm- you two are supposed to be dead, and don't you think people will panic?" Harry said.

"We can apparate into one of the Ministry's broom closets." James said. He looked at Harry. "Can you apparate yet?" he asked. Harry shook his head.

"Alright. We need to get you an apparating license soon. You're sixteen, so you're almost old enough. Just a year. We can go by Portkey then." James said.

"James, you need an authorized Portkey!" Lily said.

"Ehh, to hell with that." James said waving it off. She was about to protest, when Sirius spoke.

"Uh, not to interrupt, but- Moony!" Sirius said.

James' and Lily's eyes widened. "Oh no! How could we ever forget!" Lily cried, ashamed.

"Change of plans. See Moony first, then with him, to the Ministry. We'll take a Portkey there." James said immediately.

Sirius found an old pen underneath the couch and took out his wand. "Portus." he tapped the pen and a small pinkish glow erupted from his wand to the pen.

"How'd you get that wand?" James asked curiously.

Sirius shrugged casually. "Nicked it." Lily opened her mouth. "And will return it when I get my wand back." Lily closed her mouth and gave a quiet 'hmph'.

"Alright, in 5..4..3..2.." Sirius counted down.

Right before they left, Lily changed Uncle Vernon back to regular shape, but didn't have time to erase the purple spots that were scattered on his body and face.

Harry felt the familiar pull on his naval. A second later, he fell to the ground, and the wind was knocked out of him. "Oomph!" he gasped.

A strong hand pulled him up with ease.

"Thanks...Dad." Harry said hesitantly. James smiled slightly. "No problem, Son." both of them smiled and James ruffled Harry's hair a bit.

"Aww, this is such a Kodak moment!" Sirius mock squealed happily.

Harry raised his eyebrows. "Isn't that a Muggle thing?"

"Lily told me back in school." Sirius immediately said, as if accusing her of a crime. "And did you know that when you raise your eyebrows, you look exactly like Jamesie Poo?"

Harry grinned to himself. He liked having Sirius all care free and happy now. He took the time to take a look at his surroundings. In front of him was a medium sized, cozy looking cottage. It was in front of a friendly green forest.

James needlessly took Harry's shoulders and guided him to the front door. Lily and Sirius followed. James took a deep breath. He was about to see one of his best friends again. The other Marauder. Peter was now out of the picture. Harry subtly moved back so Sirius and Lily could be seen better. They all looked at each other nervously. Nobody made a move to knock on the door. Rolling his eyes slightly, Harry quickly knocked on the door. Nobody answered. He tried again. Nothing.

"Oh, I'm so stupid!" Sirius exclaimed. "They're all at Headquarters!"

Harry laughed silently to himself. Everyone got worked up for nothing.

"Here." Sirius got a stray stick and made it into a Portkey.

Before anyone knew it, they were in front of Number 12, Grimmauld Place.