When Sirius arrived back at Grimmauld Place, he saw Remus still sitting with his head in his hands. "Remus?" he asked, "Remus, I… Harry's alive."

Remus's head snapped up. "What! Where is he?"

Sirius said, "Dumbledore wants to give him to Lily's sister. We have to go!"

"Where are we going? What exactly are we going to do?" asked Remus.

"We're getting Harry," said Sirius determinedly as he grabbed Remus and apparated to number four, Privet Drive. Remus spluttered indignantly as Sirius put him down, "What on Earth was that for? I am perfectly capable of apparating on my own, thank you very much."

"Sorry, Remus, this was faster, and now we're both here," said Sirius, grinning goofily. Remus tried not to smile back at him, but failed miserably. Who could resist that grin? Not that Remus was attracted to Sirius at all. They were just friends, no matter what the little voice in the back of his head said. Remus tore his gaze away from Sirius's eyes (which was not difficult, he told himself defiantly), and turned to look at Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Albus," Remus said, "Let us take Harry. It's what James would have wanted."

Dumbledore considered the werewolf for a few seconds before sighing and replying, "We will have to work a few things out first, but it doesn't appear that we have much of a choice. The Dursleys have refused to take him in."

"Told you they were awful," remarked Sirius, "Do you know Lily's sister refused to attend her wedding?"

Dumbledore sighed unhappily. This would ruin all of his carefully laid plans. The blood protection that would have been provided by Petunia and her son, Dudley couldn't be matched unless everyone remotely related to Harry lived all together with him. Actually, that wasn't such a bad idea, he mused. Not only would that give Harry the blood protection, there were some powerful wizards in that lot. It would be rather difficult to arrange, but it was nothing that couldn't be handled.

"Sirius, Remus," said Dumbledore, "Go pack what you need and meet me at Potter Manor."

Sirius gaped at the man in front of him. "The Potters have a manor?" he shouted, "but James never mentioned… Why in the bloody universe didn't they go there when they knew Voldemort was after them?"

Dumbledore looked at Sirius calmly and replied, "Lily and James would have gone there, but it didn't seem fitting when they were going into hiding as Voldemort was occupying the place at the time." He then disapparated, leaving behind Sirius, Remus, Hagrid, and Minerva McGonagall stunned and with several more questions that needed answering.

Finally, Sirius turned to Remus and asked in mock concern, "Now do you think you can apparate on your own this time, or should I carry you again?" Remus stuck out his tongue and disapparated, leaving Sirius rather disappointed. Not that he wanted to carry Remus, of course; it had just been funny the first time. No, he and Remus were just friends, and that was all that Sirius ever wanted them to be, no matter what the voice in his head told him.

Sirius disapparated as well, reappearing back at Number 12, Grimmauld Place- right on top of Remus, who let out a surprised yell. Sirius sprang backwards off of his friend, who started giggling madly. "Sorry about that," said Sirius matter-of-factly to Remus, who was now in hysterics, "Erm, what's so funny?"

Remus struggled to get himself under control. Even he didn't quite know why it was so hilarious, but he replied, "You do realize that's the third time this week?"

Sirius blushed and retorted, "Well that's just because you are always in my way."

"Whatever," said Remus, "So, are you getting worse at apparition, or are you just thinking about me while you're apparating?"

Sirius blushed even harder and shot back, "Oh, come on now Remus. You know you're just intentionally positioning yourself so I land on you."

"That's not even possible, Sirius," replied Remus in mock irritation.

Sirius, unable to think of a suitable comeback for that, knew he was defeated and said, "Oh, fuck you."

"Not tonight, thanks," said Remus coolly, ignoring the voice in his head that was screaming yes please! , "I have plans. Maybe some other time." He shoved a suitcase into Sirius's hand. "Try not to land on anyone at Potter Manor."

Sirius stared at him. "You packed already?" he asked incredulously, "but I got here a minute after you did. You can't be that fast. It's just not natural."

Remus blushed this time and said, "Oh, well, it's a little spell that I've been working on. Packs what you need for a few nights away from home. I though it might be useful if the death eaters found us. Much faster than packing by hand."

"You invented a spell?" asked Sirius, even more astounded, "Wow, Moony, I didn't know you were that good."

"Thanks for your vote of confidence," replied Remus dryly, "Are we going to stand around here all day, or are we going to Potter Manor?"

"Oh, right, Potter Manor," said Sirius, "Let's go." This time it was Remus who grabbed Sirius before apparating.

Author's Note: This was originally intended to be more about Harry, but it seems to be turning into RemusSirius. I'm still not really sure where this is going. Oh, and don't worry. Dumbledore doesn't get away with trying to give Harry to those muggles that easily. In fact, Dumbledore was lucky that Remus distracted Sirius before. But not that lucky. Because he is still going to get it.