Thanks for the really nice reviews, sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up, but I stupidely decided to try my hand a snowboarding, remind my bruised butt never to do that again.

Disclamer: in first chapter

As the door opened, Harry held his breath, as the twosome walked into the room, Harry noted his surroundings, they were in some sort of Library or study. Sitting in a chair in front of the fire was a man, his shoulder length hair was tied back in a pony tail, he was wearing blue jeans and a deep maroon t-shirt. His eyes were what caught his attention, they seemed to have seen too much in his life time, they were filled with tales of pain and suffering, he was a man, who knew death all too well.

The man stood up, "H……Harry, is that really you?" The man stuttered.

Harry merely nodded his head, the two regarded each other for a second, then the man swept over, and pulled him into a tight embrace, Harry, as an instinct tightened his muscles, ready to break free and run, but remembering who this man was, he could trust him, Harry let his guard down and hugged the man back. That was the first time Harry had truly felt loved, or that he remembered it was his first real hug by anyone other than Dave, who had hugged him for the first time before he left.

"So you're Sirius Black, huh?" Harry asked once the older man let go of him.

"Yep, that's one thing I'm sure of right now, so your Harry Potter, huh, you look like your dad. Oh wait; you have your mother's eyes." Sirius said in a rush, causing Harry to smile sadly.

Noting the boy's sadness, he immediately wanted to ask what was wrong, Lupin saw this, but gave Sirius a look that said, 'don't even think about it.' He got the point quick enough.

"Let's go into the kitchen so I can get a better look at you." Sirius said, noticing that it was rather dark in he room and he could hardly see Harry, he was glad he had a baby picture of Harry, or otherwise he wouldn't know that it really was Harry.

Once the three got to the kitchen and Sirius got a good look at Remus, he had to ask, "What happened to you?"

"Well, I'm not clear on the details…" Remus reached up and touched the bruise on his jaw. "But you might like to ask your godson, he knows how to handle himself in a fight."

Sirius turned to his godson, finally getting a good look at him, after seeing the blackened eyes, dried blood, and split lip, he weakly tried some sarcasm to lighten up the moment. "You always leave me out of the good stuff Mooney. Can't you wait until I'm with you to get into get into a good fight?"

"Mooney?" Harry asked as he pulled a chair from the kitchen table and sat down.

"Oh yeah, we really haven't talked much, considering the fact you just arrived, but Remus's nickname is Mooney, mine is Padfoot, and your father's was Prongs. It was rather funny at the time, and the nicknames stuck." Sirius explained as he sat down at the table.

"Why did you guys get those nicknames exactly?" Harry questioned.

"Well, since you already know I'm a werewolf, I guess you can tell why I'm Mooney. Sirius and your father were Animagus Sirius is a dog, and your father was a stag. They would accompany me, without anyone knowing of course, when I turned each full moon. It was rather nice to have some company while I was wild like that; we had a lot of interesting adventures together." Remus smiled as he sat down next to Sirius.

"Yeah, we called ourselves the Marauders, we were the pranksters of the school, I don't think we ever had a day that we weren't in detention. Dumbledore nearly blew a gasket when we turned the whole hallway leading to his office hot pink. Those were the days…." Sirius lost himself in the past for a second, maybe reliving the memory of Dumbledore's usually calm face turning a livid red."

Harry smiled; I'd like to become an Animagus." Harry said to no one in particular, both Mooney and Padfoot exchanged looks, evil looks if there ever were any. They both knew what they were eventually going to do in Marauder fashion.

"So anyone want something to eat?" Remus asked.

"Sure," Both Harry and Sirius said at the same time, causing the three of them to break out laughing.

"Why don't I take care of your um…face." Sirius suggested.

"Sure, but don't fix the black eyes." Harry received an odd look from Sirius at that request, "Girls always fall for the whole bad boy kind of thing, they seem to go for the black eyes." Sirius and Remus laughed, remembering their days at Hogwarts when Sirius was the bad boy lady's man.

"Oh god, Padfoot, I remember that was what you said when Gregory Marsh decked you in third year." Remus started laughing again, dropping the tray of sandwiches he was carrying.

Suddenly the tray stopped in mid-air, nothing hit the ground, to the amazement of Remus and Sirius. Harry, who simply shrugged as the sandwich plate landed in front of him took one and began eating.

"Harry, did you do that?" Remus asked after a second of silence.

"Mummph." The boy said through a mouthful of food. After he swallowed he shrugged and said, "Yeah, why, I always do that."

"Where is your wand at?" Remus asked.

"With the rest of my stuff, out in the hall, why?" Harry asked before he grabbed another sandwich.

"You just did wandless magic." Sirius simply said.

"So….." Harry said like a normal teenager, which caused Sirius to smile because Harry was anything but normal.

"Wandless magic is a….rare talent, it usually takes a lot of practice and precision, also it is supposed to be very tiring." Remus said.

"Did you know you sound just like a text book?" Harry said, causing Sirius to snort and receive a nasty look from Lupin.

"So Harry, you ready to see your new room?" Sirius asked, seeing Harry covering up a yawn.

"Sure." The boy, who painfully reminded him of Lily and James, got up and followed Sirius and Remus into the hall, where Remus picked up Harry's items, using magic and levitated them up the stairs in from of the three people heading up the stairs.

"Here we are." Sirius said as he opened a door to a large bedroom which had its own bathroom attached.

"Wow this is great." Harry said as he walked in.

Remus put Harry's bags down on the floor. "If you see something moving around in your room at night or if it's on your bed, looking at you, don't worry, he's harmless."

"What?" Harry asked, looking at Remus like he suddenly sprouted wings.

"He means Kreature(sp?) The house elf, he's a bit loony, I think he has spent too much time alone, he is completely harmless, just a bit spooky." Sirius said with a smile at the boy's double take.

"Um…Ok, sure." Harry said, he sat down on the large bed, "Hey Sirius, would you mind if I put up a couple of posters and such in here."

"No problem, I thought you'd want to, so I took all the pictures off the walls." Sirius smiled. "Well see you in the morning Harry, I'm glad you decided to come, I really need some better company than him." Sirius pointed at Remus, who was off in his own little world thinking.

Harry smiled and had to laugh at the fact that Remus hadn't even noticed he was being insulted.

"Night Sirius, Night Remus." Harry said as Sirius shoved the still thinking Mooney out the door.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter, it was a bit akward but it will get better. Please review and give me some more ideas to work with, thanks.