-1Chapter 7: Enter Padfoot and Moony

Harry sat at his desk Lyneah lay in the cradle next to it. His foot was gently rocking the cradle keeping the now six week old infant asleep. He had decided to write to Sirius and Remus asking them if they could come to the school. He didn't want to worry them though. He sat tapping his quill against the parchment. He dipped the quill into the ink and began to write.

Dear Siri and Remy,

It's me Harry. I have adjusted to life in hiding quit nicely. Lyneah is getting so big, she's beautiful, and every day makes me smile. Padfoot, Moony, some things have come to light, and I believe that you should be informed about them. Not everything we know to be true is. Please come to me, and I will explain. This letter is a portkey, and will bring you to me twenty minutes after you finish reading. Please, do not tell Dumbledore about this letter or about leaving, it's imperative for him NOT to know. I can't wait to see you!

Love, Harry

Harry carefully picked Lyneah up and together they went to his parents quarters.

Harry knocked lightly on the door. It swung open a second later to show Sam.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned. Harry just looked at him. Before nudging him aside and entering the quarters. James and Lily smiled when they saw their eldest son. Lily immediately took Lyneah into her arms and began bouncing the baby carefully. Harry showed his father the letter before pointing to the word 'portkey.' James knew what his son wanted and made the letter into a portkey to bring his friends instantly into their quarters.

James went into one of the back rooms of the small apartment and brought out a bright Phoenix. Harry tied the letter to the bird and James told him to deliver it directly to Sirius and Remus and to not give it to them if Dumbledore was in the room. The bird trilled in acknowledgment before leaving in a burst of flames. Harry sat down on the couch to wait for Sirius and Remus to arrive. James and Lily resumed their seats as well as Sam. Sam turned to James and began the conversation they were having before Harry had arrived. He purposely kept his face turned away just enough so that Harry couldn't see what he was saying. Harry couldn't understand why his brother was acting like such a git towards him. He pulled a piece of parchment and a pencil to him and scratched out,

What the hell is your problem you little prat? Have I done something to offend you?

He then handed the parchment to Sam. Sam read the parchment, crumpled it up and threw it away before returning to his conversation. James had stopped talking at the display. He stood up and got the parchment out of the rubbish bin and opened it up to read, then turned to his younger son.

"Sam? Why are you doing this? What is your reasons for being mean to Harry?" He asked calmly. Sam glared at Harry then at his father.

"He's intruding." He said simply. James arched an eyebrow at him.

"He's intruding on what exactly?" James asked.

"Our family. We were perfectly happy without him." He answered back in a superior tone of voice.

"Yes, we were happy, but did you know that both your mother and I suffered from depression because of his supposed death, that neither one of us felt whole knowing that one of our children were not with us?" He asked. Sam sent him a venomous glare.

"Why can't Callie, Briea and I be enough for you?" He asked. James stared at his son in disbelief.

"Sam, no matter what your mother and I still love you and your sisters as much as we always have, nothing will change that. We have always loved Harry just as much as you and your sisters, we were just loving his memory, now we actually have him to love, we don't have to love the memory anymore, we can love him. I suggest you go back to your room, and really think about the meaning of family, and what it is." He said and opened the door. He could not believe that his son was being so selfish, after years of asking questions about Harry, and wanting to hear stories. He finally had his brother, and was acting like a complete prat because he didn't want to share his parents with him.

After Sam left James sat down on the couch next to Harry. He pulled the parchment towards him.

I am sorry about him Harry. He is having a hard time adjusting.

It's alright dad, on one hand I can understand, I haven't really been part of this family before. I was part of your family, but not his. I was just a story to him, and now I am here, he's probably feeling left out or something.

Harry wrote though he was feeling upset about it.

Feeling left out or not, he should not be acting that way. It is inexcusable. We didn't raise him to act like that. Now, since you do have another way to communicate other than writing, I think you should teach the family to sign. It could get old writing everything down, plus I feel like I am back in school. He wrote with a grin. Harry snickered silently, and began to teach his parents sign language.

Sirius was with Remus at headquarters when a Phoenix flashed into the room. At first they thought it was fawks, but then saw that it was not the same bird. The pulled the envelope off of the birds leg and opened it.

"It's a letter from Harry?" Sirius said and began to read. As he read he began to become concerned.

"Rem, it looks like we will be leaving, in," He consulted his watch. "Fifteen minutes. Throw together an overnight bag, and meet me back here. Don't tell anyone what you are doing. If someone at the house asks, tell them that you are going to your home for a short time." He said and sprinted out of the kitchen.

Fifteen minutes later both Sirius and Remus were standing in the kitchen holding onto the letter. With a quick jerk behind the navel they were gone.

Harry sat on the couch feeding Lyneah. Lily had been trying to feed her, but for some reason the baby only wanted to be fed by her father. Lily and James were in the kitchen talking about the problem they were having with Sam.

With a thump Sirius and Remus landed in the small living room. Harry smiled at his father's two best friends.

"Hello Harry, what's so important?"> Sirius signed. Harry motioned for the two to sit down. When they were both sitting comfortably Harry gently lay Lyneah on the couch.

Mum and Dad are alive.> Harry signed watching the reactions of the two men in front of him. Both men pales

"What do you mean Harry?"> Remus asked. Harry clapped his hands loudly.

James and Lily stood in the kitchen listening to the voice of their friends. James wanted to go to his friends, it had been so long since he had seen them. But knew he had to wait for the signal from Harry. He heard the clap, and Lily and he stepped out into the living room.