A/N – Hehehe, I would like to thank those who reviewed yesterday even though for most it was a time to spend with family! Thank ye kindly!

I thank you all for all of you're wonderful reviews!

I am still wondering what Squee means, by the way!

Harry Potter and the Story of Secrets

Part 7

Harry jumped up and grinned at Sirius; he was very impatient for the surprise, but from long history, he didn't ask questions. He didn't think this was something that he was allowed to ask. What if Sirius hit him for it? So far, Sirius and Remus didn't mind his questions…but what if they were just being nice? Harry wondered.

"Guess where we are going!" Sirius asked; he was very excited. Remus rolled his eyes and straightened Harry's robes. Harry just stared at his Godfather.

"We're going someplace special," Remus said, he picked the child up and raised an eyebrow at Sirius, "Floo?"

"Yes," Sirius said. He grabbed a pot off of the mantle, each adult took a handful.

"I'll go first, that way if anything happens I can cover us," Sirius said.

"Paranoid, are you?" Remus asked.

"Hey! First-time-parent here!" Sirius cried.

"Oh? And what am I?" Remus asked.

"A prat?" Sirius replied, then he stepped into the fire and yelled "Diagon Alley!" and disappeared in green flame. Remus shook his head. With Harry in his arms, he followed Sirius.

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Harry did not like floo, he buried his head into Remus' robes so that he wouldn't have to watch all the spinning. Finally, the came to a stop and Remus gracefully stepped out of the fireplace. The Diagon Alley fire place was located down a very charming alley way. To the side of Fortescue's ice cream parlor and Scribbulus Everchanging inks. On each side of the alley ways were windows with yellow curtains and a flower box with flowers that changed colors. There were also benches along the way so that those who needed to use the fire place could sit if they were waiting for their turn or for someone to show up.

Sirius grinned at Remus and took Harry from his arms.

"This is Diagon Alley, this is where Wizards and Witches come to get things of magic," Sirius explained. He put the child on his feet, but held his hand.

"We need to go to the Gringotts," Remus said.

"Can't shop without money now can we?" Sirius gave a cheeky smile to Remus and they made their way through the crowds.

The wizarding bank was huge! It was bigger than any building that Harry had yet to see. He gasped as he looked up, and up, and up. It was made of marble blocks and looked quite sophisticated. Inside was even better! On each side of the large hall (of sorts) were long counters with tellers behind, doing business with other wizards and witches. But, these tellers were something that Harry had yet to see.

"What are they?" Harry asked, he pointed at one such Goblin.

"Goblin's, they're sort of dangerous so make sure to never annoy them; and stop pointing," Sirius said. By that time they were at the head counter.

"Sirius Black, here to make a withdrawal, here is my key," Sirius said, he put a golden key on the counter.

"Vander will take you to you're vault," the head Goblin said, he waved a shorter Goblin forward. Sirius, with Harry still in his arms, and Remus followed Vander.

It was a long, long rid down the underground tunnels that had built a good five hundred centuries before. The cart went very fast, and Harry enjoyed it. Remus felt himself getting sick though.

"Vault seven-hundred and ninety-nine," Vander said. He got out of the cart.

"Key please," Vander said, Sirius handed him the key. He then had Harry sit with Remus on the cart. Harry stood on his seat, trying to get a look inside the vault. Sirius blocked most of the opening though; he ducked in quickly and swiped handfuls of money into a sack he had brought with him.

In a few minutes, they were done and out on the street again. Sirius drew in a deep breath.

"I so did not like," Sirius said.

"Why?" Harry asked, he thought the whole thing was grand.

"Er—I don't like dark….dank….dark…places is all," Sirius shrugged then he grinned.

"So, let's get you some clothes and stuff, I can't have you running around in nothing but you're birthday suite," Sirius laughed. Harry looked flabbergasted.

"Are you serious?" Harry asked.

"Of course he is," Remus piped up.

"Curse my Mother for giving me a name that people can pun with," Sirius lamented.

"At least she didn't give you Onion-Breath as a middle name," Remus said.

"At least I didn't get John," Sirius replied.

"Well, at least no one can pun with my name," Remus winked.

"Not mine either!" Harry cried and threw his arms around Sirius' neck.

"All right, enough of punning-around-with-Sirius"

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As far back as Harry could remember (which wasn't very far, but it was to the six-year-old) he had never in his life gotten new clothes. Usually Aunt Petunia would take Dudley for the afternoon (leaving Harry with Mrs. Figg from down the street) in order to go shopping at the very fine shops in London.

She would then come back with bags upon bags in the trunk and in the evening she had Dudley parade them around. Out of these times, Aunt Petunia would throw some used pants and shirts at Harry and be on her way. Harry did try to keep his clothes nice; which wasn't easy when Dudley's favorite game was Harry Hunting. Aunt Petunia wouldn't mend any of the tears in any of the small Potter boy's clothes.

This rule was taken into exception of only one time, when Harry was five; Harry had come home from school with a note from his teacher. After Aunt Petunia had read it, she angrily sewed up all the holes in Harry's clothes. Harry didn't know what Mrs. Stone (his first teacher) had written, but that was the only time that he could remember his Aunt sewing his clothes.

Harry looked around the clothing shop they stood in now; there were round wracks with different colored dress', (no robes, Harry corrected himself,) all of these robes were in different colors. There was a huge mirror and a stool that were located in front of a bay window, a woman in bright red robes cam bungling out from the back.

"Sirius Black? Oh my, boy! I haven't seen you since you came in with James to get some new robes in you're sixth year!" Madam Malkin smiled at the tall man.

"Madam Malkin, you flatter me!" Sirius grinned. Remus poked Sirius in the ribs with his elbow.

"We're here to get some new clothes for Harry, here," Remus explained. The little boy quickly ducked behind Sirius' legs; he peaked around the mans leg and robes at the smiling woman. Harry had no idea why she suddenly look surprised, but she smiled at him kindly.

"What sort? Muggle and wizard, muggle only, or wizard only?" Madam Malkin asked.

"Oh, I think a bit of Muggle and Wizard will be best," Remus said.

"Oh, of course, let me see…" Madam Malkin went into the back and rummaged around a bit. She then came out and rounded the corner of the counter.

"All right, little man, up on the stool you get!"

"Why?" Harry asked her.

"Oh, my dear! So that I can measure you of course!" Madam Malkin laughed.

Sirius chuckled and picked Harry up; "Things are different here, don't worry, you'll get used to it,"

"Really?" Harry asked.

"Sure you will!"

"I'm ready, please stand back till my tape measure is done," Madam Malkin said. Then her yellow tape measure went to work. Harry couldn't keep track of the magical object but he giggled as the tape measure flew about him. Then, it was done and flew back to Madam Malkin's hand.

"Now, the robes may take a few day's, but you can pick out trousers and shirts, and other things now," Madam Malkin said.

"May we take a look at you're Robe styles?" Remus asked.

"Of course," Madam Malkin said, she went behind the counter again and pulled out a huge cook. Harry hopped off the stool and joined his guardians.

"Let's see, Lily always looked good in green," Sirius said. Remus pursued the pages.

"James always liked red," he said.

"Maybe we should stick with a dark green, I don't want my Godson to look like a smarmy Slytherin,"

"In deed, how about this bottle green…?" Remus asked.

Harry turned away from the boring conversation and spied a man with light blond hair through the large window. The man sneered at him and then passed by, but a few moments later, he walked into the store.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Malfoy, can I help you with something?" Madam Malkin asked her new customer. Sirius and Remus tensed, Sirius grabbed up Harry's hand in his and slightly pulled the boy behind him so that Harry was sheltered by his Godfathers imposing body and the counter of the shop.

"Yes, I need some new black dress robes, same size, deliver them by Monday, bill me when you have finished," Malfoy said, he then turned, he didn't want to share the same air with a half-blood and a blood-traitor! However, the boy caught his eyes. Lucius Malfoy looked at the black haired child….

His eyes stood out like the Emeralds they should have been; A growl filled his ears and Malfoy's thoughts snapped back to the present. "Still acting like a dog, I see,"

"And you're dirt, but I don't expect you to notice," Sirius replied.

"I shall have no fighting in my store, you two!" Madam Malkin scowled at both men. Harry ducked behind his Godfather, taking a very tight hold on the man's robes, reminding him that Harry was still there.

"I expect my order on Monday," Malfoy said, before leaving the shop. At least, Malfoy thought, that he now knew where the little Potter brat had gone. He didn't know if his Lord would come back, but the boy could be used as leverage.

When the time came, that is….

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Sirius and Remus picked out Harry's robes. He would get some robes for every day use; two for special occasions, and then he would also get a very nice dress robe. On each of the robes, they ordered for Harry's full name to be embroidered in gold thread.

They also ordered Harry a heavy woolen cloak for winter, with a red hat, a red and gold scarf, and matching gloves. Then, they bought Harry more basic clothing and new shoes. The robes would be delivered to their home on Saturday, but mean while, at least they had other things for Harry that was more important.

They walked out of the shop with many packages, but Remus shrunk them to a more manageable size. Then they went down the street. The rest of the day was spent at the Quidditch shop, where Sirius bought a toy broom for Harry to practice on. It was also here, that Remus bought Harry a golden ball; but not just any golden ball, but the golden snitch! THE most important ball in the whole game of Quidditch! This ball had three settings, one where it would fly around where ever it wished, it could be concentrated in one room, or it could be concentrated for one person. However, Harry would still have to try and catch it!

The small family went back home with many packages, but also, many happy memories. These memories would get them through some very hard time as of yet. But, today, they were happy to just be with each other.

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A/N – Hi, everyone! How are you all? I hope everything is going fine. Here is the surprise chapter. I know that it probably wasn't what you all had wanted or even thought of, but I couldn't come up with a better reason for them to go to Diagon Alley. I also know that Madam Malkin is out of character. However since she is only a passing character, I don't think it was too important to get her right!

This chapter is also important; please remember that!

Ta,

Poppy