AUTHOR'S NOTE: I do NOT own Harry Potter! If you see, something that you recognize than it is NOT mine, it's the fabulous J.K. Rowling's. I'm going to TRY to post every Saturday. If I can't post on Saturday, then I will post sometime throughout the week or two the following week. Any who, Happy Reading!
Soon, they were at their new home. It was a two-story house with a basement and attic like Dumbledore told them. It was white and had a stone path leading up to the oak wood porch and into the inside of the house. "Welcome home, Harry," Remus welcomed Harry to his new home.
"I like it," Harry responded.
"Oh, wait, it gets even better! Come on in!" Sirius told his godson as Remus opened the door. When you first walk in there's a sitting room. Across from that is the dining room and kitchen. Down the hall that was on the left of the sitting room was a guest room, a guest bathroom, and the stairs down into the basement.
In the sitting room, there was a fireplace next to the door a few inches. Against the right hand wall was a beige sofa, and across from the sofa were two beige recliners. In the dining room, there was a small circular table in the center with three chairs surrounding it. In the kitchen, there was the fridge, some counter space then the stove, and on the counter space next to that was a coffee maker, a toaster, and a microwave. There was an island with bar stools surrounding it in the middle of the kitchen. Harry wasn't allowed in the guest bedroom or bathroom, and you can't see anything in the basement.
After touring the first floor, they went up to the second floor where there was a hallway with several rooms. The rooms on the left were a bedroom, another bedroom, a bathroom, and Remus' study. The rooms on the right were a bedroom, a bathroom, another bathroom, and the stairs to the attic, which was empty.
"Alright, Harry, you can choose whichever room you want to have as yours" Moony told Harry. Wait. He, Harry, the freak, can choose a room! He didn't have to sleep in the cupboard under the stairs! But, I don't get a bedroom, only Dudley gets a bedroom, I get a cupboard. Am I really getting a bedroom?
"Really?" he asked either of his two guardians.
"Really really" was Padfoot's response. Awesome! Well, I want to be in between Moony and Padfoot's rooms so I'll take the one on the right and my bathroom can be next to it.
In the end of all the decision making, Harry's bedroom was on the right with the bathroom next to it being his; Remus's bedroom was the last on the left, then his bathroom, and finally his study; Sirius's rooms were the last remaining ones.
"Ready for dinner, kiddo?" Remus asked the three-year old after they finished changing his sheets to red, which was Harry's favorite color.
"Yeah," Harry answered, climbing off his bed and standing on the floor. "Moony, can you carry me?" Harry asked.
"Sure thing, kiddo," Remus answered, picking Harry up and placing him on his hip before proceeding downstairs. When they got to the kitchen, Remus placed Harry on the island and started making dinner.
"Padfoot!" Harry yelled.
"Coming" Padfoot yelled back, appearing a few seconds later.
"Moony wants you," Harry told Padfoot.
"Is that so, Moony?" Padfoot asked him.
"Yep, I need you to set the table," Moony told Padfoot.
"But,..." Sirius started before being interrupted by Remus handing Sirius plates.
"Can I help? I can clear the table after dinner or I can sweep the floor or," Harry asked, starting to name off chores.
"Or none of the above, you need to rest, remember what Healer Danktos said, and then after dinner, it's bath time, okay?" Remus interrupted.
"Really?" Harry asked, amazed.
"Really," Remus answered.
"Done, now what?" Sirius asked, placing down the last cup.
"Did you get the soap from Mr. Lovegood?" Remus asked.
"No, do I have to?" Sirius whined.
"Yes, now after dinner you go get that while I get Harry ready for his bath," Remus replied, placing down the last dish of food. Sirius took Harry off the counter and to his chair while Remus transfigured it to be a bit taller, so Harry could see well enough. They had a nice, peaceful meal, which was odd for the Marauders, but it was quite nice for a change. Remus had prepared rolls, green beans, and spaghetti and meatballs.
After dinner though, things were back to their rowdy selves. Remus had helped Harry clean up before helping Sirius clean the table and do the dishes. After Sirius left, Remus put Harry back up on the island and took out the pain-relieving potion. "Come on, Harry, I promise it's not that bad. It will make you feel better," Remus pleaded with the three-year-old who was refusing to take the potion.
"No," Harry refused. There's absolutely no point in arguing, maybe when Pads gets back, he'll be able to get Harry to take it. "Moony, I hurt," Harry told the lycanthrope, jolting him out of his thoughts. Now, was his chance.
"Well, if you take this then you'll feel better," Remus told the boy. Harry finally agreed and took the potion.
"Good job, come on, let's head up to take your bath, okay?" Remus asked, setting the young boy down onto the floor.
"Kay-kay, race ya," Harry said, starting to run upstairs, but Remus with his super fast werewolf reflexes caught up with the boy.
"Nope, Healer Danktos said no horse playing that means no racing, okay?" Remus told the young boy before picking him up and resting him on his hip before ascending the stairs. When they were in Harry's bathroom, Remus helped Harry undress (all except for his brace) before he started the bath water, and put the bath salts in. "Okay, time to get in, but first, time to," Remus started to tell Harry before Sirius yelled that he was back and a few seconds later he was up the stairs and in the bathroom.
"Got the soap, Mr. Lovegood even gave me a second one, is Harry ready for his bath?" Sirius asked.
"Almost, just need to get his brace off and undo the bandaging and dittany," Remus answered Padfoot before turning to Harry.
"Okay, kiddo, arms up" Moony told Harry. Which he did as he was told and Moony slipped the brace off. "Good job, keep those arms up for me, kay-kay?" Moony asked.
"Kay-kay," Harry answered. Moony pulled at his bandages which came off without a problem. "Good job, now, this part might hurt for a split second, can you look at Padfoot?" Moony asked. As long as it isn't as bad as that thing earlier at the howspitail.
Harry agreed and looked over at Padfoot who kept being silly while Moony took off the dittany. "All done, let's get you into this bath of yours, now I'm going to warn you like Healer Danktos did earlier, it might sting a little, okay?" Moony asked. No.
"NO!" Harry yelled at Remus. He absolutely refused to get into the tub and the water was starting to get cold.
"Come on, if you won't do it for Moony, will you at least do it for Padfoot?" Sirius asked the young boy, hoping that being the young boy's godfather will allow him to give Harry his bath.
"No," Harry blatantly refused and Sirius' patience was growing thin.
"Harry, if you want to play before you go to bed, I recommend you let at least both of us give you a bath," Remus told the young boy.
Defeated, Harry finally gave in and let both of his guardians give him a bath. Remus washed Harry's body while Sirius washed his hair. Harry cried while Remus was washing him with the potion. When they were done with his bath, they dried him off carefully. "Good job, cub! Alright, I'm going to go get your pj's while Moony bandages your boo-boos, okay?" Padfoot asked Prongslet. Harry nodded and Remus placed Harry onto the toilet seat while soaking the dittany and placing it onto Harry's back and stomach which compared to earlier was much, much better. There was only a thin scar left. Harry fell asleep about the time the third piece of dittany was put on, so Remus continued to work quietly. He finished putting on the dittany and waited the amount of seconds Jackson told them earlier before bandaging them and putting Harry's brace back on. Sirius came back in with a pair of pajamas that were blue with yellow stars on them. Sirius and Remus got Harry into his pajamas and into bed, they even kissed his forehead, all without waking the boy. The two men then went to their respective rooms to get themselves ready for bed and go to bed.
~Harry's Nightmare~
Harry couldn't explain it, but for some reason he was back at number four Privet Drive. "Now, you've done it, boy!" Uncle Vernon yelled at him before getting his belt and beating the living daylights out of his nephew.
"Stop, please stop, it hurts, it hurts so much" Harry cried out in pain, but Uncle Vernon didn't stop, he kept on going. This was one of his worst punishments ever. The worst part was that he didn't even know what he did wrong.
"Never you freak!" Uncle Vernon yelled, increasing the amount of beating.
"Harry! Harry! Harry!" someone was yelling for him, but he couldn't see who.
"Harry! Harry! Harry!" Remus yelled for the three-year old to wake. He kept yelling in his sleep and it was horrible.
"Huh?" Harry asked, finally waking up.
"Cub, you had a bad dream. You okay?" Remus told his young charge.
"Mmhmm, Moony, can I sleep with you?" Harry asked the lycanthrope.
"Yeah, sure thing, cub," the lycanthrope led the young boy to his room before both of them got into his bed and fell back asleep.
When Remus woke up the next morning, Harry was still asleep next to him, so Remus quietly got up, he didn't want to wake the boy who so desperately needed the sleep, and got ready for the day ahead. When he got downstairs, Remus started to make chocolate chip pancakes when he heard a soft pitter-patter of feet.
"Moony?" Harry asked, seeing the werewolf making breakfast.
"Morning, how are you?" Remus asked stopping what he was doing and bent down so he was at the boy's eye-level.
"Hot. Moony, I hot," Harry told his guardian. Oh no! He shouldn't be hot! I better take his temperature.
"Harry, kiddo, hold still, I'm going to take your temperature," the lycanthrope said, placing the back of his hand on the boy's forehead. He was burning up. Remus then took his wand and waved it over the boy. The blue numbers that came out of the end of his wand read "110.4 degrees". Oh no! This isn't good, not good at all! I need Pads down here immediately!
It was as if Sirius read Remus's mind, because a few minutes later Padfoot was down the stairs and stifling a yawn as he saw his friend's scared face. "Moony, what is it?" Padfoot asked him, suddenly more awake.
"Harry, he… he… he's burning up. I took his temp and he has a fever of 110. We need help!" Remus told his friend; they shared a quick glance before Sirius took over the care of Harry that morning as well as breakfast as Remus ran to the fireplace.
He took some of the green Floo Powder, threw it into the fire and yelled, "St. Mungo's Hospital, Office of Healer Jackson Danktos", after the fire turned green, Moony placed his head in the flames.
"Help! Help!" Remus yelled for Harry's healer.
"Mr. Lupin, calm down, what is it?" Jackson asked.
"It's Harry," Remus told the man.