A/N: Hey guys! Here's another update for you. Moving along with the story now, hopefully... Oh, and as you (will) see, I didn't just forget Sarah!

lovly elley: Sirius might be starting to realize how much he actually likes his godson, yes. And both Harry and Charlie will have to find a way to tell Remus, who is quite over James, though it must've taken him a while. Thanks for the review!

Krazi Kelly: Err- Well- You see... this also ignores that little detail of HBP, at least on Remus and Tonks dating. Guess I forgot to say that. :blushes: Thank you for the review.

lilsteves: Well, Remy's secret is out! And, Charlie... well, poor Charlie! I guess he's gonna be mocked at work for a VERY long time. But I'd take that anytime compared to Fred and George's punishment. I hope you like this!

LeT mE eScApe: Well, you were quite right! Unfortunately, all I can offer you are imaginary cookies... Bah, they're not that good anyway! Thanks for the review.

EsScaper: Thank you! As you must've noticed this was supposed to be a sad one-shot, but I will probably put a sappy happy ending... But I'm not sure yet, there's still a lot to this story. Thank you for reviewing.

So, there you go! Enjoy!

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"You better be drowning yourself in there, cuz I'll kill you anyway when you leave!" the loud voice reverberated through the bathroom, coming from outside the closed door. Steam was pouring from the shower stall, where a naked Harry Potter was parked, just letting the water stream down his body, cleaning, no, cleansing him, relaxing him. All the screaming coming from Charlie, of course, brought him out from his trance.

"Oh, but why would you do that, darling?" Harry said, in the most innocent voice he could muster.

"Want me to remind you?" by this point Harry had got out of the shower and was drying himself in a fluffy towel. "Well, you neglected to inform me that the bloody shirt I was wearing had a fucking cum stain on it! Does that ring a bell?" he added, wryly.

"It might" the teen wrapped the towel around his waist. "Be so kind to tell me why I would kill all my fun, too" and he opened the door, water dripping from his chest.

Charlie stared for a moment, but quickly blushed and turned around from Harry's quirking eyebrow. He, despite all that, was able to pick up, albeit only after a few calming seconds. "Because then I wouldn't be subjected to the ridicule, maybe?"

"It was all your fault, so I don't know why you're complaining..."

"My fault?" Charlie said indignantly.

"Think a little." Harry said with fake exasperation.

"What are you on a-" Suddenly, it hit him. Harry was topping. The Weasley blushed so much Harry had trouble distinguishing skin and hair.

"Oh, for the love of God! We had sex Charlie! Deal with it!" the youth cried, this time with real exasperation in his voice. The effect, however, was lost when he squeezed the redhead's shoulder reassuringly. "Care to move so I can access my trunk." Charlie quickly moved away from the chest.

Harry bent and picked up some clothes, piling them in his arms and returning to the bathroom to get dressed. Once he closed the bathroom door, he asked loudly, "So, what did you went to do in the English Centre for Dragon Care?"

"It's British Association for the Welfare of Dragons and Fire-lizards!" Charlie blurted angrily, in a Hermionily manner. "And I actually went to fetch this potions book. There is a spell here that should point to us whether we drank any potions in the last two days and, if the potion was taken less than 36 hours prior, it should also point exactly which potion was taken."

"Brilliant!" Harry said, stepping out of the bathroom wearing a worn pair of jeans and a nice dark green T-shirt. "Well, what are we waiting for?"

"Ok," Charlie said, producing his wand out of nowhere. "Qui serum est?" Charlie said the spell, with the right questioning intonation. Harry glowed for a bit, but nothing happened otherwise. The gryffindor opened his mouth to protest, but Charlie quickly spoke, "Here hold the book."

Harry took the book and was shocked when the pages started to turn automatically. The next thing to happen was the book speaking, loud and clear, to a wide-eyed Harry "Cantonese Oyster Aphrodisiac Potion". Charlie repeated the process with himself, reaching the same result.

There was an awkward silence in the air, until Harry noted redness finding its way into Charlie's cheeks. "Charlie? What is it?"

"I'm gonna kill Fred and George!" he said angrily, the redness subsiding in his cheek, but spreading through his ears.

"What?" the green-eyed teen asked, puzzled.

"They did this! I remember looking at a box in their shop yesterday with 'Oriental Mystique – Eastern Potions' written in it! I'm gonna strangle them!" Charlie started shaking by now.

Harry, however, appeared to have a better idea. "Oh, they are gonna pay! But they're gonna pay in a way they never, ever will forget!"

Charlie took a step back, seeing the youth's eyes shimmering with anger and mischief. "H-Harry? I was just joking about killing them, you know?"

"Oh, I know… But they didn't count on me knowing the inner working of their business. You'll see! First, we need to pass by the Apothecary, then …

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"I had no idea you were so good with Potions, Harry!" Charlie said, giggling.

"My grades are bad because of Snape," he said. "Oh, but the things that can be done with bubotuber pus…" he added dreamily.

"But how will they know it was us who messed up with their soap?"

"Well, I'm glad you asked. It was rather clever of my, if I may say so," Harry responded, with a fake Dumbledore voice. "Do you know the usual antidote for bubotuber pus?" the teen asked innocently.

"Magical bean's oil?"

"Yes. You see, that particular substance has an unusual effect, combined with the potion we added to their soap. So, to answer your first question, I'm sure the boils that will form across their asses spelling 'Courtesy of Harry and Charlie' after they try to heal the other boils that will have formed throughout their bodies will do the trick. Oh, and have I added that they might just be visiting St. Mungo's with a nasty case of haemorrhoids?"

It took quite a while for the pair to stop laughing.

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Sirius was still thinking on who could be Remus' boyfriend when the living room's fireplace was lit with green fire and Molly Weasley stood shaking the soot out of her worn clothes.

"Hello, Sirius," she greeted, lukewarmly.

"It's- err… Nice to see you, Molly. Is there anything I can do for you?" was the overpolite response. It was no secret that Sirius and Molly were never on good terms.

"Well. Yes. I was talking to Ron about Harry's suddenly leaving my house, and-" she started, but was interrupted.

"Wait a sec! Harry's left the Burrow? You were supposed to take care of him! How dare you let him esc-" Sirius was furious, but it was his turn to be cut off.

"How dare I? Well, you didn't do a good job, did you, or he would still be here! And it wasn't my fault that he decided to bolt at the break of dawn! How was I supposed to stop him!" the Weasley matriarch returned. "Or maybe I shouldn't sleep everytime there's someone home and, instead staying on guard by the front door!" she added, sarcastically.

Sirius remained silent for a few seconds, before he asked, "Where is he?"

"He's at Diagonal Alley. Charlie's looking after him, so there's no need to worry. But I did ask Ron, as I was saying, about this… situation. He said I should ask you. So, I'm asking! What do you know?"

Sirius was luckily saved by a voice coming from the room's hearth.

"Molly, there's been an attack on Manchester! Bill had to go, so you need to watch the kids." Arthur Weasley spoke in a rushed voice.

"Alright, dear," she turned to Sirius, pointing her index finger. "This is not over!" and she was gone.

In the moment the fire turned its usual red color Sirius started swearing out loud. "Diagon Alley! And with Charlie Weasley. I mean, the guy is crazy, working with dragons and all! If he touches Harry, I'm going to personally-"

"What?" Remus voice sounded angry, coming from the fireplace.

Oh, for the love of Merlin, people need to stop flooing in whenever they feel like! "It's nothing Remus. I- I'm just frustrated."

"And a little jealous!" Remus replied, smirking. "Anyway, you are not in any way to even think about hurting my boyfriend!" and, as usual after dropping a bomb, the werewolf was gone, leaving Sirius open-mouthed for a good half hour.

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Harry and Charlie made their way back to the room still grinning like madmen at their revenge. They had a nice dinner, with Charlie telling Harry all about dragon's magical properties and a friend that had to move because his inner magic was having an annoying (and quite deadly) effect on the Congolese Yellowhorns. That triggered the teen to talk about Sarah and how she was his only friend. The redhead, seeing Harry's mood taking a downturn brought up their recent prank, reason of the grins stamped into their faces.

So, it is quite imaginable the surprise they had when, opening the door to the room, a voice spoke quietly, but clearly at them.

"Hello there."

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A/N: Another cliffhanger! Don't worry, it's nothing bad! Hope you liked it! R&R.