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A few hours later Sirius and Remus were standing on the front porch of the house for sale. Sirius was looking around nervously hoping he wouldn't be spotted by one, Harry PotterThe realtor handed them a clipboard and they both signed for it.
They sat there a moment in silence. Remus couldn't help but feel like they were being watched. Sirius seemed to feel the same and they both watched in silence as the realtor drove away. Sirius sighed and rubbed his head. "What are we doing?" he asked in exasperation as he looked over the house again.
"We are buying a house." Remus said with a sigh. He looked over at Sirius who was giving him a very James-like look.
Remus shook his head. "Can you not do that? I don't mean to, you know; but. You just look…" "So much like James?" Sirius finished, sitting down on the front steps.
"You got it mate." Remus said joining him.
They watched in silence as a pudgy boy Remus knew as Harry's cousin, bully an elementary school student into handing over his half eaten ice cream cone.
"Nice neighborhood." Sirius mumbled watching gloomily. Remus grunted. "It'll get even nicer now that there's a werewolf in town…"
Sirius shook his head wondering how the hell he got into this mess. The fat kid was now walking, well waddling, towards them with a stupid look on his face. He stopped in front of them and goggled there for a second staring. As if trying to figure out how to make words come out of his ice cream filled mouth. Finally he swallowed before saying,
"Potter? I thought mum told you to clean up the garage and pull up the rose bushes."
Remus and Sirius exchanged glances. Mean while the pig eyed 300 pounder was giving Remus an odd look.
A look of realization dawned on his round face and his eyes filled with fear. "Aren't you that-that; thing from the train station?" he asked.
Sirius grinned. "You mean a WIZARD?" he asked emphasizing every syllable.
The kid winced. "You must be Dudley!" Sirius said sitting up and perking up slightly. Remus was grinning now also.
Dudley took a step back. "You… you aren't Harry." He said taking another few steps back. "That's right what a smart little muggle you are. Do you get gold stars from your kindergarten class then?" Sirius said cocking an eyebrow.
Both men stood up. They both towered over short Dudderkins.
Dudley let out a little yelp before jogging (which was as fast as he could move) into the back yard directly across the street.
Both men laughed. There was a commotion in the yard Dudderz had gone into and a green -eyed youth came out grinning.
He was sun burnt, sweaty and his hands were bleeding. He glanced across the street but couldn't see through the blinding summer sun.
"Here we go…" Sirius mumbled raking his hands through his thick hair in an attempt to look less James-ish. Which didn't really work cause he was just making it look even more messy (therefore making it look more windswept like James would have liked it.) "You better not do anything stupid Padfoot. That would be worse on him than what it is now." Remus said wagging a slightly scarred finger at his friend before getting up and walking over to meet Harry.
Sirius watched, not knowing what to do with himself. Finally, he decided on going inside the house. "Let Remus deal with the initial reaction." He mumbled he took one last look of his godson and walked into the house.
Remus, on the other hand frowned. "Padfoot, you owe me for this one" he mumbled as he reached Harry, who was grinning. "I knew it was you!" he exclaimed running the last few steps. "Harry, how have you been?" Remus asked putting on a smile. Harry grinned, "you bought the house!" he asked ignoring Remus. "Dumbledore thought it would be a nice surprise, so we decided to take him up on the offer." Remus said all-too-fast realizing he had just given Sirius away. "Who's we?" Harry asked.
Just then Sirius came out of the house wearing a horrible red wig and giant sunglasses. Harry looked from Sirius to Remus and for a second Remus thought Harry recognized the body of his father. Then Harry rushed over to Sirius, who was attempting to walk like he was very stoned… or something… and said "Hi, I'm Harry Potter"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY! Uh, I, uh mean, nice to meet you Harry Potter, I'm Clarence Filldadiddydoo" Sirius screeched in a very high-pitched voice before, holding out his hand. Both shook and Harry stepped away quickly. Remus was just about to break the silence when Petunia Dursley did that for him.
"Harrrreeeeee get back to the roses!" came an utterly horrible screech from the front of the Dursley home. Harry looked from face to face and was about to leave when Sirius cut in "You don't hav-" he was cut off by Remus stepping on his foot. "You better do what your aunt says for now Harry." He added motioning Harry back towards the back yard
Harry nodded grimly and trudged back across the road. "I thought I told you not to do anything stupid" Remus whispered angrily. Sirius shrugged and flicked a piece of red hair from his face. "You look like a bloody stoner Mr. Filldadiddydoo" Rumus said pulling his friend back into the house and closing the door with a slam.
As they got inside "Don't you remember Remus? I never do what you tell me." Sirius said pulling off his wig and throwing it on the nearest lampshade. "Besides, I thought the wig and sunglasses were quite posh." Sirius added with a halfhearted shrug.
Remus frowned and picked up the wig. "Well, it was rather amusing. Where did you come upon this atrocity anyways?" he asked putting it on his head and started doing a little dance before thinking better of it and placing it back on the lampshade.
"That attic actually, there's a lot of old muggle clothes up there. I don't know why they left it here." Sirius said shaking his head. "Then again" he added glancing up to his friend. "They were pretty horrible."
Remus sighed and glanced up towards the stairs. "Well, I guess their ours now." He said heading towards the stairs. Sirius followed slightly behind him and mumbled something about definitely not missing the house elf heads.
As he caught up with Remus he found himself back in the dusty basement, it was full of dust and old sewing dummies, there were trunks full of old clothes and it smelt distinctly like mothballs.
"Well this is charming." Remus said frowning sarcastically. "Personally I think we should have LOOKED at this place before we bought it." Sirius said rubbing his hand through his hair. Remus laughed. "I thought you liked being spontaneous." He commented, he opened the drapes and let golden sunlight pour into the small space. Dust floated lazily though the air caught the sunlight and shone gold.
"I do, just not like this." Sirius said motioning to his 'new' body. "Well, it's better than being dead mate." Remus said shaking his head as he busied himself examining a dress on a hook. "What are we going to do with all this stuff?" he asked looking up.
"Well, Moony can rip it apart, I'm sure he'd have fun doing that." Sirius said grinning again. "Maybe Moony would but I certainly wouldn't" Remus said scowling in Sirius's direction. "Well at least let snuffles at it then." Sirius said grinning.
Remus froze. "Would that work?" he asked slowly. Sirius frowned, "I dunno. I better not have lost dog form, I worked bloody hard on that, and I'm not going to loose it for some dorky stag!" he exclaimed with a pout.
Upon seeing Remus's glare he added, "Should I try then?" Remus looked thoughtful, "would you fit in here?" he asked. Sirius looked around the dusty basement again and shook his head, "I don't think so, especially if I am the stag now." He said heading towards the stairs.
As he turned around Remus quickly pulled a lacy pink dress over Sirius's head and laughed triumphantly "Ha! Pink's not your colour mate!" he exclaimed dashed to get away from a now slightly frozen Sirius.
Sirius grinned and looked down. "Wow, I'm hot" he said taking a mock curtsey and pointing his wand in Remus's direction. Remus tried to duck but was too slow. Suddenly his chest felt heavier.
He had grown boobs. "Ha!" exclaimed Sirius "I still got it!" Remus looked down. "Cheap, cheap shot my friend, but also slightly amusing. Where did you learn this?" Remus asked reversing the effects. "Askaban, it was an escape tactic get sent to the side of the prison for women and in the process of being moved go all padfoot and run away. Needless to say lack of wand brought me down." Sirius said stroking his wand fondly.
Both Wizards exited the room and down the stairs.
LATER THAT NIGHT:
It was midnight, and Sirius couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned and finally gave up and got up. He paced the house in silence for what seemed like hours before picking up his wand and after a second the wig and sunglasses and making his way silently out of the house.
He walked slowly across the street and around the Dursley's house. All the windows were black and everything seemed still. Sirius sighed before making his way up the drainpipe and walking silent as a cat onto the roof and near the closest window. 2 sleeping lumps donned a king sized bed, both were snoring slightly so Sirius moved on.
The next room contained more crap then Sirius thought imaginable for anyone to live in a space that was so full. In a large bed in the corner lay a sleeping Dudley, the bed sagged until it hit the floor, apparently the weight had bent the frame over the years. Sirius scowled and moved to the smallest window.
The stucco had been torn off around the sides and it looked like something had been pulled off the edges. A small light flickered from inside and there sitting at a desk, stroking a snowy white owl, was his godson. His head was in his hand and he was speaking softly to the bird. A quill secured tightly in his hand, although it looked like it hadn't been used. Birthday cards lined the desk laid out in precisely the right order from his first one ever received to his latest additions.
Sirius heart was strangled with emotion as he thought of James seeing his son like this. Sirius crept closer to the window until his hands touched the cool glass. A shingle creaked and Sirius froze. He watched Harry for the slightest hint he had heard something and when nothing came breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly inched the window open in an attempt to hear what he was saying.
In a swift motion Harry was up and pointing his wand at the window. Sirius almost fell off the roof. He managed to keep his balance but dropped the wig. "Damn" he swore under his breath. Remus wasn't going to be too happy.
Harry paled as he looked into the face of the man on his roof. He clutched the letter in his hand more tightly than before. But Sirius got a glance of the first line and recognized it as a letter he had written Harry back before the Hogwarts ended last June. A lump rose in his throat.
Moonlight made Harry's slightly damp eyes glisten as he opened the window and let Sirius in. "Who-who are you?" Harry asked trying to sound forceful although it didn't come out right. Especially when the intruder had seen he had been crying.
"Not who you think I am." Sirius said running a hand through his hair and wondering how in hells hand basket he was going to explain this to Harry.
Harry raised his wand, a look of pure determination on his pale face. Sirius put his wand on the ground and backed away slowly. "Obviously…" Sirius mumbled, shaking his head at his own stupidity. Harry kept his wand raised at the level, his hand was steady and Harry kept his gaze locked with Sirius's. "Who are you? You get 10 seconds… 9"
Sirius stepped back, "Right, your going to have to give me more than that mate. It's a long story." Sirius said plopping himself on the bed. "Why do you look like my dad? Are you Tonks?" Harry asked, he remained standing his wand toying back and fourth between his fingers, it was still roughly pointed at Sirius's head but a spell was no longer waiting just behind his lips.
Sirius sighed. "No unfortuanatly that would be easier to explain, although my dear clumsy cousin would be glad to have another in the family." Sirius said with a grin. Harry frowned, "that doesn't answer my question" he said firmer but his shoulders relaxed.
"No, I guess it doesn't… we have met before though, trust me on that one. Remember Clarence Filldadiddydoo, that was me, Moony wasn't happy about that one, trust me." Sirius said pointing at Harry.
Harry looked skeptical but Sirius only shrugged. "I brought the wig, but when you gave me that bloody fright out there I dropped it." He motioned to the window. Harry cautiously walked backwards towards the window, weary of turning his back on this strange and slightly un-nerving intruder. Sirius only yawned.
Harry sighed and leaned out of the window, sure enough a bright red wig lay on the dewy grass. Sirius watched and when Harry came back inside only raised his eyebrows.
Harry only frowned deeper. "So, let me get this straight, Remus LUPIN is living with you. You are on the GOOD side and you look exactly like the photos I've seen of my father." He asked with an eyebrow cocked.
Sirius nodded. "And yet, you remind me of someone. You AREN'T my father though, I'm just getting this straight." Another nod came from the unusually stoic Sirius.
Harry was pacing now. He glanced anxiously at the cards that donned his small desk. Then turned back to Sirius who was now sprawled out on his bed flipping through a Defence against the Dark Arts book, reading the note Ron and Harry had written in it was a slight smile on his face. He flipped over the book and showed Harry what he had been smiling at.
There on the page was a scribbled likelihood of Umbridge, a big fly was stuck to the frog tongue coming out of her mouth, she was sitting on a lily pad and she had an utterly horrible expression on her face. Above the lily pad stood the familiar group of mischief makers including Harry, Ron, Hermonie, Neville, Ginny, and of course both Weasly twins holding in their horribly scribbled hands a bunch of wet start fireworks, Harry was holding a match. But what Sirius was most proud of was the big black dog in the corner and the full moon on the top. On the bottom of the picture was scribbled: Toadbridge, soon to be roadkill.
"Nice resemblance." Sirius said after Harry was done. Harry grinned, "I thought so." Harry went over and turned the chair from his desk around, before sitting down. "I like the Big dog over there." Sirius said grinning and pointing it out. Harry's eyes misted slightly and he sighed.
To make it less uncomfortable Sirius changed the subject. "So how have you been?" he asked. Harry almost yelled. "HORRIBLE, WHAT DO YOU THINK! I JUST LOST MY GODFATHER! AND I HAD TO COME BACK HERE!" but restrained himself and shrugged, this was a stranger, no matter what he looked like. Besides, he was the only one decent enough to say happy birthday in person and come for a visit. Even if it was at 2 in the morning.
"Now that can't be true." Sirius said shaking his head. Sirius sighed. "I should have told you this, this afternoon. But you did something last night. Even Dumbledore doesn't know what, but, you brought me back to life." Sirius said quietly.
Harry paled. "But, but you said you weren't my father…" Harry stuttered. Sirius ran his hand though his hair and sighed. "I'm not." He said finally. It was quiet for a second. Then Harry tried again. "S-Sirius?" he asked. He got up slowly and walked over to Sirius. He bent down slowly and searched his godfather's eyes. Sirius nodded.
Harry sat on the bed. "You're not kidding are you?" he asked. Sirius shook his head and before he knew it he was the recipient of a large hug.
They were interrupted by the sound of a second person entering the house. "I brought chocolate." Remus said holding 3 lumps of milk chocolate from Hunnydukes. "I thought Mr. Filldadiddydoo and you might be hungry." Remus said with a smile. "I also decided a late birthday party would be better than none." He added with a wink in Harry's direction.
"What about the Dursleys?" Harry asked grinning. "Basic sleeping potion, when they get up they might be a bit headachie though." Remus chuckled. Harry frowned and Sirius voiced Harry's thoughts "Now that doesn't sound like you Moony, what's got you in such a fine mood this lovely night?" he asked with a grin.
"I just figured the Dursley's had done enough to poor Harry." Lupin said plopping himself on the bed as well before handing out the chocolate. He then pulled out of his cloak pockets 3 bottles of butterbeer.
"A toast!" Sirius started taking a butterbeer. "To Harry! Many happy returns on his 16th birthday!" Lupin said with a grin. "Cheers!"
That's all for chapter three! I know I know! It took me long enough! But c'mon, it wasn't bad was it? Well, if it was, tell me if it was good PLEASE TELL ME! Review
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