The-Boy-Who-Lived-Again...

Chapter 26

"So that's everything? All that's happened since I died?" Sirius asked.

"I think so." Harry replied.

"Maybe we should continue this conversation at Hogwarts. After all Harry, I'm sure your friends would like to know how you're doing." Dumbledore said, as his eyes twinkled.

"Just a minute headmaster. I would like to have a small private conversation with Sirius." Harry answered.

"Very well. I will wait downstairs." Dumbledore said, and left the room.

Once Dumbledore was out of earshot, Harry spoke.

"You want to go don't you? To Diagon Alley that is..." Harry trailed off.

"Yes. You do too." Sirius answered. The second sentence was not a question. It was a statement.

"I do. But I can't let you go until your body heals. Most of your muscle as turned to fat from lying in bed for months. You exhausted yourself just going to the bathroom and back." Harry continued.

"I know. But I have to help. Surely you know what's like." Sirius responded.

"Of course I know. But you would only die. I can't let you yet. Not today Sirius. Let me help you build up your strength, so that one day we can fight side by side." Harry finished.

"I...but... All right. But the next time Voldemort rears his ugly head, I get to teach that crooked freak of nature a lesson or two." Sirius amended.

"Very well. As long as I'm with you to watch your back." Harry replied.

Sirius sighed. "I'm never going to get used to how powerful you are."

"Me neither." Harry said with a grin. "Let's go. I think one of the old professors left a weight lifting set at Hogwarts. If we're lucky I'll remember where I saw it."

"Now you're speaking my language." Sirius said enthusiastically. "Come on."

With Remus

"All right The Death Eaters are supposed to attack in...fifteen seconds. Wands up Everyone!" Remus yelled.

They had spent the last hour and a half evacuating everyone and gathering reinforcements. Several of the Shopkeepers had refused to leave and joined the ranks of the Aurors and order members. Some of the shoppers also decided to join in the fight. They had divided into three squadrons. Remus was leading the group of shopkeepers and shoppers, Mad-eye Moody Was leading the Aurors, because he had the most combat experience, and Arthur Weasley was leading the Order members. Between all three groups they had about 150 witches and wizards. They outnumbered the Death Eaters fifteen to one. This was going to be a massacre.

"OVER THERE!" One wizard shouted as a few wizards in black robes appeared. Then a few more. Finally the most warped and twisted human Remus had ever seen appeared in front of them.

'This is too easy... What's going on? Voldemort wouldn't send his minions to a massacre...' Remus thought. 'Well, here goes nothing...'

"STUPEFY!" he shouted. The others followed his lead. Fifty different spells streaked towards their targets, and Remus scowled.

'Something isn't right.' He thought.

His fears were confirmed as the spells struck home.

"ILLUSIONS! Where are they?" Remus yelled.

Remus's head whipped around and looked at the far end of the alley.

The Death Eaters had appeared at the other end of the alley with reinforcements. Or, more accurately, Giants: ten of them.

"Holy shit..." Remus whispered.