'Sirius!' Sirius was up and out of his bed in a matter of seconds. He ran into his godson's room right to the side of the bed. The child was under his covers, and Sirius could just make out the shaking of the bed. Sirius sighed and uncovered the boy, pulling him onto his knee.
'Every thing okay Padfoot?' A voice asked quietly. Sirius looked tiredly to the door to see Remus standing in his dressing gown.
'Everything's fiiine Moony,' Sirius yawned.
'I don't think so. Here give me Harry and go get some sleep.' Sirius got up without a fight and handed Harry over, shuffling back to his room.
'Where'd Sirius go?' Harry asked in a small voice muffled by Remus' dressing gown.
'He's just gone back to bed. I'm going to stay with you though.' Harry nodded and leant back against Remus. After a while, Harry fell asleep, allowing Remus to stumble back to bed. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
'Sirius! I'm hungry!' Remus woke to the loud cry of a hungry eight year old. Remus vaguely heard Sirius' answer of,
'Okay, I'm up, I'm coming.' Remus sighed and sat up in his bed, stretching. There was no way he would fall asleep with the loud child down the stairs. Sirius could get just as loud. Remus made his way to the bathroom before Sirius could get back up there. From his experiences at school, he knew Sirius loved to take his time in the shower.
As Remus stepped into the steamy shower, he couldn't help but feel his respect for his friend, which was already quite high, become even higher. He got up with his godson every night to comfort him from his nightmares, missing up to an hour of sleep every night, yet still keeping up with the rambunctious child and looking as if he had had twelve hours of sleep each night, all day long. He did tend to get tired easier towards the later evening, but Sirius would always shrug it off. He was really very stubborn sometimes and Remus had a bad feeling it would rub off on Harry. Actually, it already had. Or, as far as Remus knew, that was from James. Remus shuddered as he thought about James' stubborn genes and Sirius' stubborn influence combined. Harry was going to be an interesting teenager...
Remus turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, drying himself off before pulling dark blue robes on. He brushed his teeth and then headed down to the kitchen from which two voices could be heard.
'... You're mad!' Curious about the conversations Remus was heading into, he stopped just outside the swinging doors that lead to the kitchen.
'I am not mad!' Remus heard Sirius' indignant voice say. He had to stifle a laugh not to be heard. Sirius was most definitely mad. Apparently Harry thought so too, but he wasn't so kind as to not laugh out loud.
'Sirius, you've never cooked without your wand! You'll end up burning the cottage down!'
'Thank you for your support,' Sirius said dryly.
'So that's why Harry said that. I agree with Harry, I don't fancy having to tell the people we rented this place from that a grown man who can't cook destroyed the place.'
Remus entered the kitchen, smiling cheerfully.
'Good morning Padfoot, Harry.' Remus addressed the two in the kitchen.
'Morning Remus,' Harry greeted.
'Morning Moony!' Sirius pulled Remus into a one armed hug. Remus raised his brow.
'Whatever you're planning to ask, the answer is no.' Sirius pretended to look affronted.
'What do you think we were planning to ask?'
'Oh, I don't know, maybe to turn some innocent muggles blue or something,' Remus said nonchalantly. At that, Harry who had been listening to the conversation with increasing amusement, burst into laughter.
'I wasn't going to ask that, but it is a fairly good idea... I'm just playing with you Moony!' Sirius said as Remus' brow rose further north.
'You'd better be. If Ministry officials turn up, I'm not covering you.'
'Thanks mate,' Sirius muttered. 'But that's not what we had in mind. Before you woke, we were discussing the idea of exploring the valley just across the road.' Remus, to say in the least was surprised.
'Why not, it's a fantastic idea!'
'Really?' Harry asked.
'Why are you so surprised I said yes?'
'Because you never say yes to anything fun?' Sirius guessed. Remus reached over and swatted him on the head.
'Of course Harry'll have to go under his glamour charms.'
'Aw, Remus! I hate going under those charms! Besides, we're not even in England anymore. No one here'll recognise me.' Remus shrugged.
'It's not my fault, and there are other wizarding communities other than the ones in Britain. Every witch and wizard around the world knows your name. Now go have a quick wash so we'll have more time outside.'
Harry marched from the room muttering how he hated being famous, causing the two adults to snort in laughter.
'Harry, please just wait a moment.' Harry was fidgeting in his seat as Remus tried to get him to stay still long enough to apply the glamour charms.
'Harry, you know what happens when you're moving around a lot while someone's casting a glamour charm,' Sirius reminded the boy. A few years ago, Harry had been extremely jumpy while Sirius was applying the charm, causing the boy's godfather to accidentally turn the boy's hair blue instead of his eyes. Harry had not been happy when his punishment was to go around like that for the rest of the day.
Harry sighed and stopped moving long enough for Remus to turn his hair brown and his eyes blue. This was always the disguise Harry had.
'Remind me again why I have to go through these charms?' Harry asked.
'Harry,' Remus warned. 'You know you won't find out until you're older.' Harry groaned in frustration.
'How much older? And why don't you two have to wear the charms?'
'We'll most likely tell you when you turn ten. That way you have a year before you go to Hogwarts to ask questions.' Sirius answered before Remus.
'Fine,' the boy answered as he stood up and replaced his glasses. Even through magic could cure a lot of things, poor eyesight wasn't one.
'Let's go then. We're running out of daylight!' Harry grabbed Sirius' hand and dragged him to the door.
'Whoa, we're coming. Hold your hippogriffs,' Sirius exclaimed as he very nearly tripped on a rug. Harry stopped tugging on his godfather's arm and impatiently waited by the door for the two grown men to tie their shoes. After they were done taking their time with their shoes, Harry opened the door and marched outside, Sirius and Remus in tow.
Author's Note – Bloody hell, I'm so sorry everyone! I was in a rush to update the chapter this morning and I guess I updated it with a chapter from a different story. I guess you all get a preview of the other one. Im so sorry, and frnakly, a little embarrased at the moment!
-PadfootProngs7