Harry and Kero wanted to rush off to the museum right then but Sirius wouldn't let them.

"The British Museum is huge. There is no way we are going to cover all of it in a few hours."

"Sirius is right. If we go in the morning we can make a day of it. It is a fascinating place. There..."

"We are going to find the damn card not to sight see." Sirius glared at Remus.

"No reason we can't do both."

So it was mid morning the next day when Harry, Remus and a once again disguised Sirius walked in to the foyer of the British Museum. The place was fairly busy, families and groups of people mingling around, drifting from one exhibit to another. Kero was grumbling bitterly from his place in Harry's back pack.

"Alright Harry, do your thing." Sirius said, watching the crowds carefully.

Harry moved over to the wall, out of the way and closed his eyes. Pulling up his magic he scanned the area. There was a lot of magic around, various artefacts were glowing faintly, the charms long since faded. He looked for any sign of a Clow card. The magic was present, he could feel the residue in various places but could not detect the card itself. He opened his eyes.

"I can't find it." He said. "I can feel where it's been but not where it is."

"Don't worry about it Harry." Kero assured from his back pack. "Some of the cards are very good at hiding themselves. Unless they're active you might not be able to sense them until they try to move."

"Think we should go and come back later?" Sirius asked.

"We're here now." Remus said. "We shouldn't waste the day. A trip to the Museum should never be wasted."

"Yes Professor." Sirius rolled his eyes.

History didn't seem so mind-numbingly boring with the artefacts themselves right in front of and Remus explaining what everything was. He didn't just explain the muggle histories but the magical ones and how the two worlds had such a huge effect on each other. Even Sirius hadn't realised just how close the two worlds had been.

"Keep in mind my family was a very dark, pureblood family. They would never admit to having anything to do with muggles."

"It is unfortunate that some people would rather blind themselves to the world around them, then deal with their own inadequacies." A voice from behind them interjected.

"Eriol Moon!" Harry gasped. It was the same boy from Diagon Alley.

"Harry Potter. I hadn't realised you would know my name. I am thankful though as it spares me the necessity of introducing myself."

"Um… Well I-" Harry fumbled as he remembered he had been in disguise before.

Eriol smiled at him. "I certainly will not complain about being brought to your attention. Instead I shall be grateful I made such a lasting impression."

"Mr Moon, I am pleased to see you using your summer productively." Remus said, trying not to smile at Harry's fierce blush.

"Professor Lupin, good morning. It is good to see you again. I was sorry to see you go last year. But I did not realise you and Harry knew each other."

"We do indeed. I was good friends with his father while we were in school together."

Eriol turned to Sirius who didn't know whether to laugh at Eriol flirting with Harry, or be mad that he seemed to flirt with everyone. He settled for moving to hover protectively behind Harry.

"I'm Patrick Torvis, an old friend of Mr Lupin and the Potters."

"It is a pleasure to meet you Mr Torvis. I hope you'll forgive the presumption but I was wondering if I be permitted to join you on your exploration today? Museums are always to much more fun when you can share the experience, with someone meaningful."

"Of course you can join us, Mr Moon, I quite agree. We'd be delighted." Remus answered with a slightly raised brow.

"Please. Call me Eriol. We are no longer in school."

"And I'm Remus."

"You can call me Torvis."

As they walked around the museum Eriol took every opportunity to touch Harry, whether it was a hand on his back guiding him though a crowd, a touch on the arm, when pointing something out or leaning close when explaining the history on a certain object. He was perfectly polite, engaging both Sirius and Remus in conversation and all Harry could do was go along with the seemingly innocent contact.

"I often come to the museum during the summer to see the new exhibits. I have always found history to be a fascinating subject." Eriol smiled at Harry. "It's a shame that Professor Bins doesn't encourage that same interest in his students.

"Er, yeah. It seems so much more interesting when Remus was explaining it." Harry agreed, blushing as Eriol took his hand.

"I wouldn't want to lose you in this crowd." He explained. "It's busy to day." Indeed it had seemed to have picked up some. People seemed to be mingling everywhere and it made navigating the halls somewhat more difficult. For some reason the crowds seemed to be conspiring to push them in together, forcing them to stay in physical contact just so they wouldn't lose each other. "Professor Binns might once have been a good teacher but sadly the life has quite literally gone out of him and his lessons. Being the ghost of a history teacher might actually make him the most boring ghost in existence."

"I always thought it would be a good idea to use the ghost from the time period they are teaching about. You know, get a real life account of what happened, from someone who was actually there."

"That would be a wonderful idea. That is actually where our historians get a lot of their information. Unfortunately most ghost don't like to travel from their haunt. And there aren't many from more them a few hundred years ago. Would you like to see the exhibit on Alexander the Great? The ghost of Alexander was said to have remain for several hundred years after his death."

After a few hours they stopped for lunch at the Court Café.

"The food here is very good." Eriol told them. "I highly recommend the desert menu."

Harry heard Kero whimper from the bottom of his back pack.

"It is a shame we will not get to visit the Musketeer exhibition. I understand one of the museums security guards was attacked last night by an intruder wielding a sword."

Harry, Sirius and Remus tensed. "I hope no one was hurt." Harry said.

"Only someone's pride from the sounds of things. I am afraid that I must leave you now. I have other places to be this afternoon. Harry," he leaned closer and covered Harry's hand with his own. "I had a truly wonderful morning. Thank you for allowing me to intrude on your outing. Professor Lupin, it was lovely to see you again. Mr Torvis, a pleasure. Enjoy the rest of your afternoon."

"Sounds like someone has an admirer," Remus teased.

"He was flirting with him at Diagon Alley as well. 'Course Harry was in disguise then. What was it you said about him not wanting you if he knew who you were?" Sirius asked.

"He probably flirts like that with everyone." Harry scoffed.

"Maybe next time you should flirt back."

Harry pointedly ignored his grinning godfather and uncle and asked, "What do you think about what he said? About the Musketeer Exhibition. Think it could be the Sword card?"

"It would be a hell of a coincidence if it wasn't. Why don't we see what we can find out."

True to Eriols word the Exhibition, located on the lower floor of the Museum, was closed to the public. Even from the door they could see the damage. Signs and posters were strewn around the place and a mannequin dressed as a musketeer was toppled over, it's costume shredded.

"Harry can you feel anything from here?" Remus asked.

Harry concentrated for a moment but shook his head. "Just it's presence but not where it is. I don't understand why if I'm so close I can't find it."

"The sword card isn't like Mirror." Kero piped up from Harry back pack. Harry pulled the bay around an lifted the flap. Kero struck his head out and surveyed the damage. "The battle cards were made to be cunning. It's what they were designed for. Not all of them do, of course, but they can."

"Just how powerful is this card anyway?" Sirius asked looking at the shredded mannequin with a frown. "This is some pretty extensive damage."

"The knowledge and power of some of the best sword fighters in the world went into its construction, including that of Clow Reed himself. The sword itself it made from pure magic and can cut through anything magical or physical. You get into a sword fight with the Card and you lose. Hands down. No question."

"And you expect Harry to fight that thing? He's never touched a sword before in his life." Sirius growled.

"Actually I have," Harry interjected. "In second year, I killed a snake with a sword."

"Yeah, you any good?" Kero asked.

"Pretty terrible actually. It was just a matter of swing and chop."

"Well no one said you had to fight fair. You're a wizard not a sword fighter."

"That still doesn't help us with finding it." Harry said, still scanning the area.

"We…"

"Excuse me gentlemen, but I'm afraid this Exhibition is closed. I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience." One of the curators came up to them and apologised. Kero ducked back into the bag. "We've had a few brake-ins recently. Vandals, as you can see."

"Can you tell us what happened?" Harry asked.

"I'm sorry, sir, that is a matter for the police to sort out. Please enjoy the rest of your visit." The man made to leave. Remus stopped him and subtly drew his wand.

"I'm sure it wont hurt to tell us." He said, casting a compulsion charm. "We wont tell anyone."

The man blinked and looked confused. "Oh! No I guess it wouldn't hurt. It all started a couple of nights ago, you see. One of our security guards was making his round of the exhibits, just checking to make sure everything was locked up. We have some valuable artefacts on show here. Anyway everything was normal until he got here. Then out of nowhere this figure jumps out at him with a sword and attacks him! Fortunately he wasn't badly injured, but he was pretty shaken up, as you can imagine. We checked the security cameras, but they had mysteriously gone down in this area for that time. We stepped up security around this area but the next night the same thing happened again. The guards didn't get a good look at the guy and the cameras are down. The last three nights it's the same thing. We don't understand. The only choice it to close the exhibit."

"That's terrible." Remus said. "Well thank you for telling us. We'll be on our way now."

"Of course. No problem." The curator said absently. "Enjoy your visit."

"Well I'd say that's definitely the Sword card." Kero said, sticking his head back out after the man had left. "If it keeps to the same pattern it'll probably attack again tonight. We'll have to come back after dark. Sneak into the museum, and catch the card before it attacks another guard."

"Sounds like we'll have to do a little braking and entering." Sirius grinned before rolling his eye's. "Of all the places to brake in to we have to chose a museum. It's almost as bad as a library. At least a library contains useful things."

"Breaking into a library wouldn't do you any good." Kero smirked. "You'd have to know how to read."

Any further comment was cut off as he was forcibly shoved back into the pack.

Since they had to wait until later to plan their breaking and entering, Remus decided not to waste the rest of their visit. They continued looking around the exhibits and Remus told them of his travels. "During the years between James and Lily's death and coming to work at Hogwarts I spent a lot of time travelling. My parents were both muggleborn so I was able to get a passport and travelling the muggle way meant I was able to avoid the strict anti-werewolf laws. I got to see some of the worlds greatest sights, Wizarding and muggle."

"What Wizarding sights did you see?" Harry asked, curious, as he had little idea of Wizarding tourism.

"Well I went to the Hanging Gardens in Babylon, the Museum at Alexandria. I visited the temples in Athens and Delphi and the Luna temple. I got to stay in Shangri La for a couple of weeks. The monks there were very interested in my lycanthropy. They don't get too many werewolves up there. I was trying to get a visitors pass to visit Avalon, when Dumbledore asked me to come teach."

"Wow, Moony, I had no idea you where so well travelled." Sirius said, looking at his friend.

"Well," Remus winced. "I was running. Trying to forget. Avoid my past."

"Did it work?" Harry asked.

"No, it never did. So soon as Dumbledore mentioned the possibility of seeing you again I came running."

Harry smiled.

"Right, everyone knows what to do?" Sirius asked.

"I can't believe I agreed to this." Remus sighed

"I can't believe you agreed to this either, Moony. But you did and there's no backing out now. We have to go in and get that card."

"Oh, come on." Kero complained. "A little larceny never hurt anyone. And we're in good hands. This is probably right up the jail birds alley."

"Plushie!" Sirius hissed.

"Mutt!"

"Lets just get this over with."

They were standing across the street from the museum. It was nearing midnight, the Museum had long shut down for the night. The only one's in there now would be the night guards. Remus tapped each of them on the head with his wand. Harry had the strange feeling of an egg being cracked on his head and slowly dripping down his back. When Harry looked at his hand he could only see the faintest out line.

"Whoa."

"The disillusionment charm." Remus told him. "Useful for sneaking out of the house without being seen, pulling pranks and of course breaking and entering."

"Dumbledore taught us this spell when we went undercover for the Order." Sirius told Harry as they snuck into the museum, Sirius casting alohamora on the doors. "It's a restricted spell. Apparently the Ministry doesn't think it's a good idea for people to be able to get around invisible."

"Hey," Kero hissed. "Enough with the gossip. You can chatter like old ladies some other time, when we're not all in danger of being arrested."

They all froze as a beam of light swept over them. A guard stepped out of one of the hall ways and shone his light around the lobby. Everyone stayed stock still until the guard moved on into one of the exhibits and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Right no more talking until we get the card."

The trio and the floating plushie made there way to the lower floor, where they had been just a few hours earlier. Harry noticed it seemed much larger without the crowds that had been there earlier. Harry was used to a large, draughty castle but it was still a little intimidating.

When they got to the Musketeer exhibit the number of guards had increased. Sirius had to cast a silencing charm on their feet and a notice-me-not charm in order to get by. The hall had been tidied up some and the mannequin that had been shredded was back up, new uniform in place. Remus used confundo on the guards in the room to get them to leave.

"Harry do you sense anything now?" Sirius asked.

"Wait, summon your wand first." Kero said. "Best not get caught by surprise."

"Right. Power of Darkness, power of Light. Surrender the wand, the force ignite. Release." The powers releasing the wand from its form also dispelled the disillusion on it. It looked very odd floating in mid-air, seemingly on it's own. As soon as Harry had the wand in hand there was movement in the exhibit hall.

"Where is it?" Harry asked.

"I don't-Shit!" Sirius ducked just in time to avoid losing his head as the Musketeer mannequin came to life, swinging it's Sword. Sirius grabbed a sword from one of the other displays and began to parry the blows. "Why do they always come after me!?"

"The cards are very perceptive, you know." Kero said. "Very good judges of character."

"Shove it plushie."

"How did it know he was there?" Remus asked. He aimed his wand at the mannequin, in an effort to help out but could not get a clear shot.

"He's not exactly quiet." Kero said.

"Expeliarmus!" Harry shouted. The Sword flew out of the mannequin's glove(hand?) but it never made it to Harry. The Sword stopped in mid air before turning and shooting back to it's host.

"The sword itself is the card, you won't be able to defeat it in a fight. Try to go after the mannequin."

"Defindo!" he aimed a cutting curse at the dummy. The curse hit it at it's shoulder, tearing through the cloth and plastic that held it together. The arm fell to the floor, the Sword hitting with a clanging sound.

"Return to your power confined. Sword Card!" The Sword fought it's capture, the mannequin attempting to retrieve it's fallen arm, and the Sword along with it but the magic of the Clow circle was too strong. The Sword coalesced back into card form. It shivered in his hand.

"Well that was undignified." Sirius complained as he caught his breath. "Fighting with a dummy."

"The mannequin didn't seem to have a problem with it."

"Sirius, where did you learn to sword fight?" Harry asked, very impressed with his godfathers skills.

"My parents insisted I learn. It's a pureblood thing. Well," he amended." I suppose it's more of a snob thing, but in our world it's usually the same thing."

"Hey! What's going on in there!?" There was a banging on the door. The confundus charm apparently worn off, the noise of the fight had attracted the guards.

"Time to go!" Sirius grabbed Harry and disapparated.

"Why couldn't we just apparate into the exhibit?" Harry asked when they appeared back in the Potter Castle.

"Because of the security cameras." Remus said, when he appeared with Kero. "Spells like the Disillusionment spell don't last through apparition. There was no way of telling whether there was a guard in the room at the time." Remus was right the disillusionment spell they had been under was now gone.

"Well that was fun." Sirius grumbled. "Maybe next time we'll find a card that doesn't want to take my head off."

"I'm sorry Sirius. I never meant..." He was interrupted by a large yawn escaped him.

"Time for bed." Remus instructed. "It's been a long day."

"Will you be here tomorrow?" Sirius asked as they made their way to bed.

"I can't. I said I'd meet Tonks so we could look for you guys."

"K. Well enjoy your date." Harry smirked at him before he disappeared into his room, a sniggering Kero ducking out of the way of a hastily thrown hex.

"Speaking of dates what do you think of this Eriol character?" Sirius asked. "What was he like when you taught him?"

"Eriol Moon was a fourth year Slytherin when in my defence classes. He was very polite, very studious. He seemed to get along with everyone."

"I'm sure he got along with everyone. He was flirting with Harry the other day when we went to Diagon Alley in disguise. And did you see him today? He was all over him."

"Well I didn't pay much attention to the gossip but it seemed to me that he was well liked."

"Humph."

"What are you going to be doing tomorrow?"

"I was thinking of taking Harry to Godrics Hollow." Sirius said quietly.

"That's a good idea. We had some good times at that house. Before..."

"Yeah." Sirius nodded, sadly. "Before."

Author Note: I'm sorry about the delay in this chapter. But I now have a new laptop so I can spend more time writing. Hopefully this will mean I get chapters out faster.

I hope everyone liked seeing more of Eriol. It will be a while before you see him again. Keep in mind Eriol is a very cunning wizard and has a tremendous amount of patience.

I am at a loss about how to satisfy people about the pace. I am not very good at small talk and though I have got scenes planed that don't have anything to do with the cards, there are fifty two cards to get through. I know the manga had less but a pack of cards has fifty two, so that's what my deck has.

We aren't going to meet Yue until Hogwarts and he won't be an existing character, though Shinsei Tsukiko's idea of Luna as Yue was a very good one. Harry was very angry at the start of OotP mainly because he was being kept in the dark and with people he hated. The uncertainty of the situation with Voldemort didn't help either. But now he's with his family and has something to take his mind off things.

Please let us know what you like and don't about our story. The only way we can improve our writing is if you tell us what you like.