Whew. I have been so busy. I love playing with my little puppets though. I do have most of this story planned out in my head so I will be writing whenever I find time, though a play is about to start at my school and I will be involved so I don't know. Thanks to Mayleene and Kathryn my reviewers.

Thanks to my Beta Reader Kate Glasgow, who if she didn't help me Kingsley Shacklebolt would be refered to as Kingsbot.

Disclaimer: Nope don't own so sorry.


"How long has he been up there?"

"My count is 2 days and 7 hours." Ron responded to Hermione's question.

"Has he eaten?"

"Mum has brought him food, but all he does is nibble at it."

"Well, Harry has got to just stop sulking. Sirius wouldn't have wanted Harry to live like this. We all feel a little guilty for Sirius's death. But Harry needs to live his own damn life."

"Mione, I haven't ever heard you curse. Its weird."

"Oh shut up, Ron. Let's go up there and try to talk to him." Hermione grabbed his hand and half pulled half drug Ron up the steps. She pounded on Harry's door before forcing her way in.

"Harry, what are you doing? We all care about you. Sirius cared about you. He wouldn't want you wasting your time off from school sulking in your room!" Hermione exploded.

"Hermione, I don't know if this is the best way to help him." Remus said from behind her.

"I am sorry, Mister Lupin. But it is ridiculous him acting like this."

"Why don't you let me talk to him?" Remus strode over to where Harry was lyingunder a gray sheet. Harry's hair was knotted. His smell was obvious. When Remus looked into Harry's usually vibrant green eyes, Remus was shocked at how glazed they had become. "Hermione and Ron, I think Molly could use some help with dinner."

The two friends left their ex-teacher with their best friend. "Harry, Sirius is dead. This is a fact that cannot be bypassed. I am sure he didn't want to leave you. He loved you like you were his own son. Harry, we all love you. Please stop punishing yourself. Everyone in the order is in mourning. Tonks and I both blame ourselves for his death. We wonder what would have happened if one of us had stayed here and made sure he didn't leave. He would probably still be here, making some stupid joke. Sirius was my last existing friend. He was Tonks's closest relative. Sirius was related to the Weasley's after all. Molly, Tonks, everyone here can help each other get through this. Now, you are going to come out of this room and eat dinner with us. You can walk out with me, or I can bind you and levitate you out. It is your choice, but I refuse to let you stay in here sulking."

Harry's eyes came alive during that speech and he seemed to be in shock. He wasn't used to hearing the proper, kind gentleman talk like this. Harry crawled out of bed and started gathering fresh clothes. "Let me take a shower and I will come down." He left the room shaking his head, while Remus stood in Harry and Ron's room looking quite happy with himself. He left the room.

"Remus, there you are. Molly sent me to get you." Tonks said as she rounded the corner. "Dinner is ready and after you finish eating Molly was wondering if you would stop by Diagon Alley and get some money out of her account at Gringotts since the goblins make her so uneasy."

"Why not? I have a book I need to pick up from Flourish and Blotts anyway." Remus said.

Dinner passed uneventfully. Harry didn't talk much while Hermione and Ron ate quickly. Molly fretted over Harry and Tonks entertained Ginny by changing her hair in various ways. Bill was talking to Charlie about the uses of Dragon's Blood in the reversals of curses, andShacklebolt was reading the Daily Prophet. Remus was the first to leave the table. "I am going to Diagon Alley for Molly. Does anyone else need anything?" No one spoke up, so he just left, his tattered blue robes billowed slightly in the wind from the door and his usual attire of khaki and a knitted shirt peeked through.

With a pop, he was gone. Diagon Alley was not very crowded at this time of night. He quickly walked to the imposing wizarding bank. The goblins were their usual courteous selves. Remus quickly wondered if Severus and these creatures might be related. On his way out of the bank, he bumped into a young girl about 28 years of age. Her dark hair was thrown over her olive eyes as she fell to the ground. "Oh, I am so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." The girl murmured bashfully as she hurriedly picked up the books she had been holding.

"It's my fault, please." Remus bent down to pick up her books. "My name is Remus Lupin. I am quite sorry for your fall."

"My name is Mayla Macias. Nice to meet you." The girl said, shifting her books in order to shake his outstretched hand. "It really was my fault. I was looking at these books and not watching where I was going."

"Well, you look a little shaken up. Maybe we should stop by the Leaky Cauldron and get you some tea and chocolate." Remus suggested firmly.

"I guess that wouldn't hurt. Ok." The pretty young girl said.

Remus took some of Mayla's book and they headed off towards the Leaky Cauldron.