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Been wanting to bring the healer back in and I am working to try that out here. Let me know what you guys think! Also, the steamy stuff is definitely coming up in the next few chapters!

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CHAPTER TWENTY:

The One Where Sirius Learns What He Missed in Azkaban

It had been a week now since Sirius had brought Castellanos the gelato and had sneakily convinced her to kiss him. She'd been on his mind almost every day, but he had been trying to be strong and stay away for a bit. After all, absence made the heart grow fonder, did it not?

But that Monday, Harry was having his lessons with Remus so Sirius hopped on his bike and sped off to London. He learned from her very cheerful receptionist that Castellanos only worked half days on Mondays. After making the young woman stutter and blush, he discovered that Castellanos usually walked home from work. He only waited about fifteen minutes outside of St Mungo's before she stepped out of the hospital and he smirked at her, arms crossed as he straddled his motorbike.

Castellanos didn't see him at first, but then when her eyes landed on him, they widened, and she simply turned on her heel to head in the other direction. Sirius jumped up off of the motorbike and hurried after her.

"Hey, that was just rude."

She merely let out a breath of exasperation. "I don't have time for this, Black."

Sirius shrugged and tugged her over to his motorbike. "Your receptionist told me that you only worked half days on Mondays."

"Well, she's fired first thing tomorrow," Castellanos told him, making him laugh.

Sirius was still holding her arm as he straddled his motorbike and offered his helmet out to her. "Dare you."

Castellanos stared at him. "Of all of the childish things you could say to me that's what comes out of your mouth. You dare me?"

Sirius' grin widened. "Double dog dare you."

Castellanos bit her lip and swore under her breath, taking the helmet from his outstretched hand. "I'm hardly dressed appropriately to be getting on this thing."

Sirius, watching as she climbed onto the seat behind him in her knee length black skirt riding high as her thighs pressed against him. She was in black high heels and a white sleeveless silk blouse. Her bag had her healer robe tossed over the top as she carefully extended the strap to tie it across her shoulders. She put the helmet on her head and wrapped her arms around his waist and he grinned widely.

"Isn't this much more comfortable, Castellanos?"

"Let's get this over with," she mumbled into his ear as he revved the engine.

Sirius only grinned as he sped off through the city. He drove down to Hyde park, stopping the bike and parking it on the street. Castellanos carefully climbed off, tugging the helmet over her head and handing it back to him. She adjusted her skirt, sighing as she looked around the park.

"Well, I took a ride. I'll see you next month at your appointment with Harry."

She made to walk off but he took her hand, tugging her up against him. The feel of her pressed so close to him, after she had just spent the last twenty minutes with her legs wrapped around him from behind, made him tremble. She let out a small sigh when his hand wrapped around the back of her neck and he bent his head to kiss her. Her lips parted for his easily and he slid his tongue between them greedily, smiling against her mouth when her arms twined around his neck and were in his hair. He pressed her closer to him by the small of her back, making her very much aware of just what he was feeling as he kissed her.

Sirius licked his lips as he pulled away, grinning widely. "Fancy getting a bite, love?"

Castellanos eyes were glazed over a bit when she opened them. "I… we… I… we can't do this, Black."

He nipped gently at her lips. "Why not?"

"Because I'm Harry's healer."

"Uh-huh," he said, nipping at her neck. Sirius sucked at the pulse point there until her head fell back.

"It's unprofessional."

"It is," he agreed, his thumb rubbing the exposed skin on her left hip where her blouse had ridden up. "If I were the patient — but I'm not, Harry is."

Castellanos pushed him away, tugging her blouse down as discreetly as she could. "I am Harry's healer and with that comes responsibility on my part to be professional in all aspects of his life. That includes not letting myself get involved with his guardian."

Sirius grinned, moving close to her again and sitting his hands on her hips. "All very gallant, Castellanos, high praise." Then his lips were on her neck again and she moaned, making him grin. "So wanna grab a bite to eat, love? Or would you rather I Apparate us somewhere a bit more private and I can bite you in all sorts of naughty places?"

She flushed against him, pushing him away. "Sirius Black!"

"Althea Castellanos!" he exclaimed in the same shocking tone she had just used.

"Don't you know the meaning of the word 'no?'"

"I do," he told her, smirking. "As I just told my friend Remus the other day, it means try again later." His hand squeezed her hip gently. "And I hate to break it to you, baby, but you haven't actually said no."

Castellanos flushed in response and squealed when he pushed her back against the large tree, his knee between her legs and he kissed her deeply. Her fingers twined themselves in his dark soft locks and she sighed against his mouth. His fingers sat on her hips, gently stroking the soft skin from where her blouse had lifted. His lips met hers over and over as his tongue danced with hers. When he pulled away to catch his breath, she sighed.

"I should say no," she mumbled as his lips trailed hotly over her collarbone.

Sirius smirked against her skin, letting his thumb pop open one of the buttons at the top of her blouse revealing more bronzed skin and the lace of a white camisole. "But you won't."

"You don't know what I'll do," she insisted stubbornly as his lips brushed along the top of her camisole.

Sirius let his tongue trail along the side of her neck and he kissed her lips softly. "You're right. I don't know what you'll do. But I know when someone is interested and when someone is not — and you, babe, are interested."

At her look of annoyance, he grinned.

"But I also know that if we don't grab a bite at that bistro I had in mind across the way in the next few minutes, I'm going to cast a privacy charm and take you right here against this tree." His hardness was pressed against her stomach and she merely nodded.

"Merlin," she murmured, her eyes on his. "Okay, you win, I'm interested."

"Okay what, Castellanos?" he demanded, grinding himself against her now.

Her breath hitched and she nodded again. "Bistro."

Sirius kissed the pulse point in her neck again before he stepped back, holding his hand out to her. "Bistro it is."

Castellanos' hand curled into his and she smiled. "But for the record, I could have stopped you any time that I wanted."

Sirius smirked as he led her across the street. "Oh, of that I have no doubt — but that's the key phrase, isn't it, Thea?"

"What?" she asked, her voice breathless.

"You didn't want to."

She stared at him eyes wide as they stepped into the bistro and got a table. "You are the most infuriating man that I have ever met."

Sirius smiled, ordering a glass of wine as she did the same. "I've been called worse."

"It wasn't a compliment," she retorted, grabbing the menu from the table.

Sirius only stared at her, smiling widely. "You're absolutely gorgeous."

She flushed, but she kept staring at the menu.

"First time I saw you, I thought she's beautiful. But you're more than that. Gorgeous… breathtaking… all of that bronzed gold skin and the dark eyes. A Greek goddess waiting for me to plunder her."

"I'm hardly waiting for you to… do you even know what comes out of your mouth?" she insisted, her eyes flashing.

Sirius grinned, leaning back in his seat. "Yes, I know."

The waitress came back and they each placed their order before Castellanos turned back to him. "Okay, I'm not playing ignorant here. We both know that I'm obviously attracted to you."

"Aw, really?"

"Shut it," she told him, half-smiling. "I'm just saying that I don't… it's unprofessional to date someone who you meet at work. Even though you're not my patient, I see you on a professional basis because you have guardianship of your godson."

Sirius nodded, taking a sip of his wine. "I get what you're saying and I respect that. But I still want to lick every inch of you starting at your toes."

Her toes curled in her shoes. "That's not my point," she insisted.

"I know what your point is, but I'm saying it doesn't change the way that I feel." He took her hand in his and gently pressed a kiss to the centre of her palm, spearing heat through her system. "After lunch, you should show me your flat."

"No, I really shouldn't," she said, her voice breathless.

Sirius merely grinned. "Scared?"

Castellanos only stared at him. "Maybe a little."

"Good," he said simply, letting his thumb move in concentric circles on her hand. "So, Apollo told me that you have four older brothers and that you spent the first fourteen years of your life in Athens. Tell me about it."

Castellanos made to move her hand out of his grasp but he only smirked at her and held on. "I'm Greek obviously. I loved living in Athens and I often think about going back, but my whole family lives here now, and I love them and would hate to be away from them. I like knowing that they live close by, you know?"

Sirius smiled. "What's Durmstrang like? You always hear rumours about the other magic schools, but no one really knows details. My parents contemplated sending me there after I misbehaved too severely in my first year. It's said that you actually learn the Dark Arts there — is that true?"

She nodded, her dark eyes on his. "They didn't force it upon you or anything, but it was an advanced class for anyone who was interested. I was most definitely not interested. My favourite professor was Professor Dragomir. He was actually the charms professor at the time, but he taught a duelling club that showed us how to defend ourselves against dark spells, much more useful I'd say. He was really helpful when it came time for me to take my final exams and to do my healing tests. I still write to him sometimes."

"Sounds like a cool bloke. I wish we had someone who did that at Hogwarts. I mean, Flitwick, our charms professor, he taught a duelling club as well and he really taught some mean charms and tricks, but he didn't have any real tips on defending oneself against dark spells. To be honest, I didn't even think there were specific things you could do."

Castellanos shrugged. "Yes… and no. But I found him helpful nevertheless," she sipped her wine and smiled at him. "You said that you misbehaved in your first year?"

Sirius grinned widely. "More like all of the time, but yeah." When she chuckled in response, he continued. "My best friends and I were quite the pranksters and troublemakers at school. Our head of house called us the Marauders and it kind of stuck like our own little gang. They were my family in every sense of the word; my best friends and my brothers and we had the most fun when we were at school."

"That's nice," she said as the waitress placed their food choices in front of them.

Castellanos watched as the waitress fluffed her hair and cocked her hip at Sirius as she spoke to him and the flame of jealousy that spit through her made her blanch. She did not get jealous, she thought. She had no claim to this man. Sirius smiled at the waitress and turn to his food, his black locks framing his face and the dangerous stubble on his chin made Castellanos realize that she did want to claim him. Maybe not forever, maybe not even for that long - but the thought of that mouth starting at her toes and working its way up, and that stubble, scratching and tickling her skin while he moved. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. If he made love even half as good as he kissed she was definitely in trouble.

Not that she was going to sleep with him of course, she told herself. But if she let her imagination think about it… she loved stubble on a man. It just made them look so dangerous and who didn't love a bad boy? She might be in trouble, she thought.

He was giving her a knowing smile as if he could read her thoughts and she glared at him, pushing all of her thoughts behind her. "What?"

"Nothing," he said, grinning as he took a bite of his turkey sandwich and munched on a chip.

"Tell me about Harry," she said quickly, reaching for her own chip. "Why are you his designated guardian now?"

"I was always meant to be," he told her. He picked up his wine glass and drank quickly. "I was named godfather to Harry before he was even born. James and Lily asked me to sign papers that if anything were to ever happen to them that I would raise him. I promised I would and we made it official. Lily's parents died in our seventh year at school; a car crash. She was devastated. And James' parents… Fee and Monty died of dragon pox when Lily was pregnant with Harry. James was like a brother to me and his parents were the most incredible people I had ever known, I basically grew up with them. Anyway, they asked me to be guardian if anything were to happen and when Harry was fifteen months old… well Voldemort attacked; killed both of them and I discovered that they had been killed based on information one of my best friends had given Voldemort. I let my anger get the best of me and I went after him. He framed me. I got arrested and I went to Azkaban."

She nodded, her hand on her fry. "After you left that day, I asked about why your name was familiar to me. My receptionist told me that you had recently been released from prison after having been declared innocent."

Sirius nodded. "After I got out, I wanted to get to know my godson. He was being kept with Lily's sister and her husband and they mistreated him as you saw — and now he's with me, where he's safe and happy. I gave him Marauder, his puppy that he loves and sleeps with every night and plays with most days. The puppy sleeps at his feet while he does his studies and he plays with the dog in the yard after dinner and in the afternoon." Sirius told her, smiling. "He's happy. And I'm happy. My best friend, Remus Lupin, helps me out with Harry. He's practically his guardian as well as far as I'm concerned."

"And where is Harry at the moment?" Castellanos asked, taking a bite from her chicken wrap.

"At home with Remus. He's teaching him. I said I'd be home for dinner." Sirius told her, smiling. "But Remus has been wanting Harry to sleep over at his place and that can definitely be arranged soon."

Castellanos smiled as she ate. "I'm sure that it can."

They finished their lunch, talking about this and that before Sirius paid, taking her hand and leading her back out to his motorbike. He held the helmet out to her.

"Hold on tight."

She climbed up behind him and wrapped her arms and thighs around his waist.

"Where do you live, Castellanos?"

She bit her bottom lip as if she was debating actually telling him that information and then she nodded and rattled off an address and Sirius revved up the motorbike and zoomed out.

It took less than ten minutes for her to get home, pointing to an area where he could park the bike. He killed the engine and she pulled the helmet off, handing it back to him.

"You should really wear a helmet too, you know."

He only grinned and helped her off of the bike, extending his hand. "I'll walk you up."

She hesitated. "You can't come in."

Sirius smiled at her. "I'll walk you up. It would be rude of me not to."

Castellanos accepted his hand and led him up to the third floor. Her flat was the second door on the left and she smiled as she pulled her purse over her shoulder. "Thank you for today — it was nice."

Sirius nodded, taking her purse from her so that she could find her keys. "It was nice. Thanks for finally agreeing to it."

She nodded, tugging the keys free. "Well, to be fair — you didn't give me much choice."

He grinned. "Sure I did, I dared you — but you could have said no."

"I did. Then you double dogged dared me."

"You didn't say no, Althea," he said softly and she licked her lips.

"Well, goodbye then."

Sirius only smiled. "You know that I'm going to kiss you goodbye."

"Are you?" she asked before she turned and threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. The keys in her hand hit the floor and he pinned her back against the door, deepening the kiss.

Every inch of her was pressed up close against him and all he could think about was how much he had missed women. How much he missed this close contact with another person; how much he missed sex. Her lips were soft and firm and as his tongue met hers, she let out a deep moan and sighed when he pulled away. He pressed the keys into her hand with a smirk.

"Unlock your door, Althea."

Castellanos turned around and fumbled the key into the lock, unlocking the door. "You can't come in, Sirius."

Sirius' lips brushed hers so softly it sent a shiver through her body. "So you said." He let his lips linger once more over hers. "Go out with me again this week. When's your next day off?"

"Saturday," she told him, kissing his neck.

He grinned, letting his head fall back to give her better access. "I'll pick you up for six. Wear a little black dress and heels."

Her eyebrow rose, pulling back to stare at him. "Are you honestly telling me what to wear now?"

Sirius grinned and bent his head to brush his lips with hers. "Wear a little black dress, Castellanos." He tossed her purse onto the floor of the flat and grinned when she tugged him by his jacket towards her and kissed him deeply.

"My roommate only works until four," she murmured against his lips. "That's why you can't come in."

Sirius lifted her up by the hips and her legs wrapped around his waist. He pinned her back against the wall of the living room that they had just walked into and his hand slid provocatively up her thigh. "It's only two thirty."

She moaned when his fingers brushed higher up her thigh, touching the silk panties she wore. "No… no, we can't," she groaned. "Stop."

Sirius nipped her lips as he slid her down his body, letting her feel every last inch of him as she descended back to the ground and gently took a step away from her. "I'm stopping. Why are we stopping again?"

Castellanos' own breathing was heavy, but she shook her head. "No. This is just… too fast. Saturday, six o'clock. I'll wear a dress."

He grinned at her. "A short one?"

"Don't push your luck, Black."

"See you Saturday, Althea."

When she closed the door to her flat behind him, she leaned back against it and let out of a long sigh. Sirius Black was trouble alright, she thought and the real trouble was that she liked it.

~ ASC ~

Sirius was whistling as he drove his motorbike around the back of the house and into the yard. He had a date with Althea Castellanos and he was looking forward to it. He shut the engine off just as Harry came bolting across the grass towards him with Marauder tripping over his feet behind him.

"Uncle Siri! Uncle Siri!" he shouted as Sirius climbed off of his motorbike.

"Hey Prongslet, where's the fire?" Sirius asked him.

Harry threw his arms around Sirius' waist, grinning widely up at him. "Guess what?"

"What?" Sirius exclaimed, picking him up and hoisting him onto his hip.

"There was a big volcano called Vesuvius! And it went pow! And boom! And it covered all the people in ash!"

"There was?" Sirius asked, his eyes going wide in shock as he winked at Remus who was sitting in a lawn chair on the patio grinning at the two of them.

"Pompeii," Remus supplied. "Just a little Muggle history lesson today. Harry seems to like the Romans."

"Ah," Sirius responded, reaching down to scratch Marauder behind the ears who was begging for his attention. "Very interesting. What else did you learn today, Harry?"

He listened attentively as Harry told him all about his daily activities.

"Wow, it sounds like you had a very busy day."

Harry nodded, his smile wide. "I did and Uncle Moony said that I didn't have to have a nap if I didn't want to."

"Oh really?" Sirius said, placing Harry back on his feet as he plopped himself into the chair next to his friend.

Harry bolted back across the lawn, seemingly to burn off an endless supply of energy as Marauder barked and chased after him.

Remus shrugged, shifting his left leg over his right. "He's six now. He doesn't really need them. I figured I'd see how he dealt this week without a nap, but he seems fine. Look how much energy he has," he pointed to Harry who was shrieking in laughter as Marauder chased him. "How was your day?"

Sirius grinned widely. "Great actually. Had lunch with Castellanos and convinced her to go on a date with me on Saturday."

"Oh," Remus said with a knowing smile. "A date, eh? I kind of thought she was going to keep being stubborn."

Sirius laughed. "I let my lips do the talking, Moony. No one can resist these beauties," he replied as he made kissing noises with his mouth.

Remus laughed and shook his head. "Oh, sorry, forgot who I was talking to. You are so full of it."

"Still got the date," he said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. "And hopefully a shag will soon follow so what about having that sleepover with Harry at your place on Saturday night? That way, if things go as I think they will, I won't be so worried about getting home late."

Remus nodded, smiling at his friend. "That sounds good actually. You know I've been wanting him to come stay overnight with me. By the way, I meant to say something to you yesterday, but you distracted me with the whole Nymphadora fancies me shite."

"Oh? You mean when I pointed out that our young Dora thinks you're sexy and you got all flustered? Yes, do go on."

Remus ignored his friend, but the backs of his ears reddened. "Nymphadora mentioned that she had been working on a transfiguration project with her friend Charlie Weasley and his little sister Ginny had been excitedly telling her mum about how Harry Potter was coming to her birthday party."

"Weasley?"

He nodded. "I vaguely recognized the name, but I wasn't positive. Didn't Fab and Gid's older sister marry a Weasley?"

"I think so, yeah. Man, I haven't thought of them in years. Remember when I snogged Gideon on a dare back in fourth year?"

Remus laughed, scratching the stubble on his chin. "I do. James told you to keep your tongue in your own mouth before he vomited. And then when you snogged Dorcas he threatened to vomit on you. I believe he said watching you suck face was enough to make Snivellus want to shower."

Sirius grinned as he thought about the memory. "Gideon was a good snog too, I'll give him that. Dorcas was too eager, I guess is the word. But she had breasts and touching them was better than any snog Gid could ever give me."

Remus chuckled. "I remember when Fabian dared you to touch Dorcas' breasts, you were practically bouncing in excitement."

"Ha, those were the days!" he said with a laugh. "I wonder how Fab and Gid are doing? We should write them and get them over here for dinner or something?"

Remus' eyes darkened and he shook his head. "Padfoot… they're dead."

"What?" Sirius asked, his eyes wide. "What do you mean they're dead? They were two of the most talented duellists I've ever seen outside of James and Lily — and Dumbledore, of course."

Remus only stared at him a minute. "About a month, maybe two, after you were arrested, Sirius… both of them. Antonin Dolohov went to prison for killing them, but Moody said that it took five DE's to take them down."

"Damn it!" Sirius exhaled, dragging his fingers through his hair and away from his face. "I guess we never got around to having that conversation, did we, Moony?"

Remus shrugged, turning in his chair to face his friend. "The Order officially disbanded about two years after James and Lily were killed, but within six months we had all stopped going on missions. But yeah, we lost… a lot of amazing people, Sirius. Frank and Alice too, before the Prewetts."

"That was mentioned at my trial," Sirius said, vaguely remembering the Longbottom name being mentioned by Crouch. "I didn't know what Crouch had meant about his son in pertinence to the Longbottoms."

"You remember Bartemius Crouch Jr?" he asked. "He was two years behind us in school? Apparently he was a Death Eater. He worked with your cousin Bellatrix and her husband. They were interrogating those they suspected of working with Dumbledore in the Order, trying to find information on how Harry survived and their master had vanished. They tortured Frank and Alice with the Cruciatus."

"They had a son about Harry's age, didn't they?"

Remus nodded, his eyes moving to Harry, who was now throwing one of Marauder's toys and watching the puppy bound after it gleefully. "Neville, yeah. He's a few days older than Harry. They're not dead, Sirius. Frank and Alice are… they're insane. They live at St Mungo's."

Sirius stared at his friend for a moment, his eyes dark. "Idiots. Even my parents understood that to hold the curse into place for longer than two minute intervals attacks the brain. You don't get information from insane people. Poor kid — who's raising him?"

"Frank's mum. Remember her? Augusta Longbottom? She's a powerful witch and one of the most formidable women I've ever met. Even Frank was afraid to cross her."

"Poor kid," Sirius repeated, his eyes finding Harry who was giggling as Marauder wrestled with him. "I think it's better that James and Lily are dead. To have them… but to not really have them — that's got to be way worse, right? Do they even know that he's their son?"

Remus shook his head. "I don't know."

"We should get Harry and Neville together sometime. They could be friends."

"That's a good idea, Sirius," Remus said with a smile.

Sirius tapped his fingers on the side of the chair as they watched Harry play with Marauder before he spoke. "Who else is gone, Moony?"

"Well, you knew Marly and Mary were killed before James and Lily. Dorcas Meadows, remember Voldemort personally took her out two days before James and Lily. We didn't find out until after… and Edgar Bones? Death Eaters killed him, his wife, and his children just before Christmas. Benjy Fenwick was blasted apart by Death Eaters — Moody said that they had only found bits of him," Remus told him, his eyes sad. "And Caradoc."

"Bloody hell — Dearborn too, eh?"

Remus nodded. "He went missing. He's still officially MIA according to the DMLE, but we're positive he's dead. Last we heard, he was being chased by Death Eaters while on one of his missions. He was working with Fenwick when he went down so… all gone."

"Guess I should have known that losing James and Lily wouldn't have been the end."

Remus nodded, closing his eyes as he sadly remembered those he had once considered friends. "Once the known Death Eaters were rounded up and arrested, everything mostly calmed down by the end of January of '82. But we both know that not all of the DE's are in Azkaban. A lot of them are still unknown or too well protected to be proven. Dumbledore kept the Order going for almost two years after James and Lily died, he was convinced that Voldemort was still out there somewhere, but after Frank and Alice… the DE's that hadn't been arrested were hidden well underground and the war was essentially over by then."

"Like Peter," Sirius spat bitterly as Harry approached them, taking a long drink from the glass of water on the table.

"Exactly."

"Who's Peter?" Harry asked, still holding the water glass in his hand as he sat down cross legged on the grass at his godfather's feet.

"Hmm?" Sirius asked.

Remus rolled his eyes. "Sirius, don't feign ignorance, it's beneath you — and he deserves to know." Remus let out a slow breath before he answered his nephew. "Peter was our friend, Harry."

"Was? The other bloke in the photos?" Harry asked, his eyes on Remus. "Is he gone like my mum and dad?"

"I fucking wish," Sirius muttered, taking a long drink of water from the glass in his godson's hand.

"Sirius, don't swear in front of Harry," Remus hissed at him.

Sirius stared at Harry for a moment. "Peter's not dead, Harry, but he deserves to be. He was our friend and he betrayed us. He fell in with Voldemort and his Death Eater's and he…"

Remus reached over to squeeze Sirius' arm in reassurance when he trailed off.

Sirius swallowed slowly before he spoke. "He's the reason that I had to get locked up and the reason why you don't have parents."

Harry just looked at them. "Oh."

Remus reached down to lift Harry up into his lap. "Don't worry, Harry. He's gone deep into hiding. Sirius and I would never let him hurt you."

Harry nodded, hugging Remus. "I know that."

Remus kissed Harry's forehead with a smile. "Hey, Harry, how do you feel about coming to stay over at my house on Saturday? You can bring Marauder and you guys can sleep over. Then on Sunday, I'll bring you home in time for Uncle Padfoot to take you to Ginny's birthday."

Harry nodded eagerly. "Can we bake chocolate chip biscuits?"

"Definitely. And we'll make our own pizza and we can watch a movie on my new VCR."

"Can Tonks come too?" Harry asked as he grinned widely. "She loves movies! And she makes the best chocolate brownies ever!"

Sirius grinned widely as Remus hesitated. "Yeah, Uncle Moony, can Tonks go too?"

Remus ignored his friend and gently brushed Harry's fringe back. "Well, I'm sure she's busy, little Prongs, but we can ask her."

Sirius only smirked at him. "Bet you ten Galleons she's free."

"Shut it, Padfoot," Remus said as Harry hurried off to play again. "Just don't say anything."

Sirius only grinned wider and wiggled his eyebrows. But he kept his mouth shut.