SORRY, NO UPDATE YET! just noticed there were some mathematical errors with the ages of Remus vs Sirius. just fixing that up. Next chapter is half written, should be up within the week.

"Hello and welcome to NEWT Defense against the dark arts!" Lupin greeted the class cheerfully. "As most of you remember, I taught you in your third year here, but this year I am to be joined by Professor Black." At this point Sirius walked up to the front of the class and stood beside his friend. "Something you may also remember about my year here was that I am unfortunately inflicted with Lycanthropy," He paused to gauge their reaction, seeing the clueless looks on his student's faces he continued. "I'm a werewolf…" this earned several surprised murmurs around the class. "So Prof. Black is here to cover for my absences prior to and shortly following the full moon." At this point Sirius spoke up.

"Something my colleague has failed to mention is my first name, I'm Sirius Black, famed ex-convict and the only man to single-handedly escape the dementors of Azkaban. But there is one small thing I would like to clear up before you start formulating ideas about me, I was innocent, Peter Pettigrew is NOT dead and I suffered wrongly in Azkaban for 12 years. End of story." The class looked taken aback… most knew who he was, and were already wary of him, but that speech of his failed to make them more at ease. "Okay okay, stop looking at me like I'm Snape, its insulting!" At this the class laughed. Maybe he was not so scary after all…

"WOW! Harry, just look at our rooms!" Hermione squealed with glee as she bounced into their new dormitory. She and Harry had made head students this year, and Hermione was obviously overjoyed. (But not terribly surprised!)

"Yeah, they're really something" Harry said with a hint of awe in his voice. The common room was similar to the one in Gryffindor tower, but it was slightly smaller, and had three doors rather than 2. One to their respective rooms and one to the conjoined bathroom. At this point Hermione was currently exploring the giant bathroom…

"WOW! The tub here is bigger than the one in the Prefect's lavatory!" She said happily, inspecting the different knobs controlling the water and bubble flow.

Harry was happy to enjoy the fruits of his labor… he had worked so diligently in 6th year and did amazingly on his owls (Surprising him greatly), but he was even happier knowing Sirius was free and nearby. His appointment to the staff had been announced at dinner that night, receiving uproarious applause from certain members of the Gryffindor table.

"Hey Hermione, come in here a sec." He said as he sat down on his new bed.

"Yes Harry?" She said as she entered the room, noting it was a mirror image of her room on the opposing side of the common room.

"Sit" He motioned to the bed and she obliged.

"What is it?" She asked.

"I wanted to tell someone about this, but just after the news about Pettigrew spread, Sirius sent me an owl… He wants me to live with him starting next summer!" He said with a large grin on his face.

"Harry! That's wonderful!" Hermione said gleefully, throwing her arms around him hugging him tightly.

"I know! As soon as we grad I'm off to Grimmauld place, permanently! Sirius and I were going to meet for butterbeers in the kitchen in about an hour or so to celebrate. Would you like to come too?"

"Sure, sounds great, but c'mon, let's get unpacked!" Hermione said excitedly… she was positively giddy over her newly acquired shelf space. (The common room had 2 large bookcases in it.)

Meanwhile in Sirius' chambers…

"So, what'd he say about Grimmauld?" Remus asked.

"He was ecstatic! It's great to see him again Remus, it's like having James back…" Sirius replied.

Their reminiscing was fast interrupted by a large owl pecking away at the window. Sirius opened the window, gave the owl a treat and sent it on its way before inspecting the letter.

It was wax sealed with the ministry seal and addressed to him. Opening it, he began to read.

Mr. Black.

We at the ministry of magic extend our sincerest apologies regarding your wrongful years in the Azkaban penitentiary. If you so choose, you may take back those years you lost, you have been granted permission to be the recipient of the reverse-aging spell. You are to be de-aged 25 years or less as you see fit. If you choose to take part, send word in a reply and the commissioned Ministry official will see to it that you are properly de-aged.

Again, we are most sorry for this terrible misunderstanding.

Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic

(Don't forget to vote this November, Re-elect Cornelius Fudge!)

"Hey Moony… looks like you're not the only one getting a new lease on life.

(A/N… I know, short chapter… but I'm just getting back into the swing of writing regularily again, so you'll have to excuse me. I have a new chapter for "You can't choose you're family" in the works and I'm writing a MMAD that is set back in the 40's, so it's really a WIKTT… so check that out when I post it, should be sometime in the next week. Please review, it makes me write faster!)