Disclaimer: See Chapter One.

A/N: I can't believe the response to this story! I'm glad I decided to do it after all! I wish I could answer all the reviews, but I can't at the moment because my sister is talking to her boyfriend on the phone and it might take awhile for her to get off. I'm sure ya'll would rather have the chapter sooner rather than later. I've been think a lot about what houses everybody should be in. I've come to realize that Harry should most definitely not be put in Slytherin, he's not ambitious nor cunning. The only reason I think the hat considers Slytherin in the books is because he has been told repeatedly by the Dursleys that he's worthless and he feels the need to prove his worth in the wizarding world where everybody has certain expectations of him. Also, I want to keep both Draco and Harry in the same House because I want them to be close so I'm sorry for those of you who were rooting for Slytherin. I know where I'm going to put them now, but I'm not telling. ; ) Oh, and in the fic, Sirius and Remus are both around 25 and Tonks is 19. I don't know if that is cannon or not, but their ages are never really mentioned.

The Last Sons

Chapter Two

With the adoption papers signed, legalized, and filed, Sirius walked confidently to the designated Apparition spot. He paused before he disappeared though. Which boy to pick up first? And where would he take them? Grimmauld Place was more than likely rundown from lack of residents. And even if it were, it certainly wasn't equip to house babies.

For the first time since he agreed to take them both in, he doubted his ability to take care of two toddlers. He was going to need some help.

Remus Lupin stared at the headline in from of him. "Pettigrew Discovered Alive; Black Found Innocent!" He couldn't believe it. Peter was alive? He was James and Lily's Secret Keeper? Sirius was innocent? Why didn't they tell him? He shook that thought from his head. Did it really matter? What mattered was that Sirius hadn't betrayed them all! Sure it hurt to find out that Peter did, but not as much as the thought that Sirius could have deceived them so.

He was startled out of his thoughts by a loud knocking at the door. Confused at who would be calling this early in the morning, he walked to the door and opened it cautiously. "Sirius?" he said, surprised to see his friend. After the shock had worn off, he pulled him into a brotherly embrace. "You look awful. What are you doing here?"

Sirius looked at him in mock indignation. "Is that all you have to say? Your supposed friend spends a year in hell, comes back from the dead, and you tell him that he looks awful and ask him what he's doing here. That's real nice, Remus."

"That's not what I — I mean — it's wonderful to see you, Sirius," Remus said at last. "It's just that you don't usually use the door."

"Well, I didn't really know how you would respond to me," Sirius admitted. "I mean, it's been a year, and you might not have welcomed me — "

"Oh, shut up and come inside," Remus said, stepping aside and allowing him in. Once Sirius was inside, Remus closed the door behind him and ushered him into the sitting room.

"Actually, Remus, I came here because I need your help," Sirius said.

Remus looked amused. "Don't tell me you're in trouble already."

"Well, more like a little in over my head."

"Care to elaborate?" Remus inquired, raising one eyebrow.

"I adopted Harry…"

"That's great!"

"And Draco…"

"Draco as in Malfoy?"

"Yes…"

"Right then, what do you need me to help you with?"

"Raising them…" Sirius said sheepishly. "And cleaning Grimmauld Place in preparation of two toddlers."

"Well, we might as well go and see what we have to work with…"

"I thought it would be worse than this…" Remus commented, looking around the house, which was relatively spotless.

"Yeah, I guess Kreacher did a better job than I would've expected…" Sirius said.

"Excuse me, sirs," a squeaky voice said. They looked down and saw a skinny house-elf in a filthy pillowcase. He had a long, pencil nose and huge green eyes. "But Kreacher didn't do the work, sirs. Kreacher said something about not working for his Mistress's no-good son. Dobby did the work, sirs. Dobby is to work for Master Draco's new guardian."

Sirius smiled at that. "Thank you, Dobby, I really appreciate it. I didn't know this place could be this clean. I was going to let Kreacher go anyway. But you don't have to serve us if you don't want to, you know?"

Dobby's eyes filled with tears. "If Dobby doesn't want to, sirs? Dobby would be honored to serve such a kind and noble wizard."

Sirius smiled smugly at Remus. "I like this elf."

"Please don't inflate his ego anymore, Dobby. It's already too big to fit inside this house," Remus stated.

Sirius pouted. "You're mean, Moony."
"Don't you think we should make one of these rooms into a nursery, now?" Remus asked.

"Yeah, and then we can decide which of these rooms we want for our own," Sirius said excitedly. He then looked hesitantly at Remus. "You are going to stay, right?"

Remus smiled reassuringly. "Of course I am."

Soon they had everything ready for the two toddlers. They just needed one more things — the babies.

"Which one are we going to get first?" Sirius asked. "We can't play favorites! We have to treat them equally! How are we going to treat them equally if we choose to get one first over the other?"

"Sirius, calm down, they're two. They won't care. But it's good that you have that kind of mentality," Remus commented. "We should get Harry first, seeing as how we're going to have to explain things to his relatives."

"Of course, you're right as usual, Moony," Sirius stated.

Tbc…

What do you think? I do have a question for all of you and this time it will be entirely up to you, unlike my question about the houses. Okay, here it is. Do ya'll want some Remus/Tonks romance? Totally up to ya'll.