Harry opened his eyes to the bright rays. He yawned widely and stretched in his soft bed. A feeling in his gut made him feel that all was not right in his world. Stopping in mid-yawn, his eyes popped wide open as he remembered the events of yesterday. Jane Donovan has unknowingly dragged back nightmares from Harry's past back up. In front of Sirius and Remus, no less. Harry groaned again. What was he going to do? He wanted to forget everything that had happened in the past, not drag them back up. A knock on the door roused him from his thoughts.

"Harry? Can I come in?" Sirius asked poking his head in.

"Sirius, your head is already in my room…" Harry said dryly.

Sirius glared at him mockingly. "Fine fine, can I step into your room then?"

Harry shrugged as Sirius walked towards him. Harry sat up on his bed with his heart thudding fast. He could only guess why Sirius was awake this early.

"What's up Sirius? Are the pigs flying that you're up this early?" Harry asked smiling mischievously.

"Ha bloody ha. Very funny kiddo. Now are you going to lay here all day or are you going to get up? Breakfast is ready and after that Remus and I want to have a talk with you…" Sirius said getting up and heading towards the door.

Harry bit his lips. "Sirius…" he called. Sirius looked back. "Must we talk about it? It's done and over with, Siri. I don't want nor need to talk about it…"

"You may not want to talk about it kiddo. But I certainly do. You've kept it from us to long already" Sirius said sadly before closing the door behind him.

Seeing no other way out, Harry got out of bed and went to wash up in the bathroom. 10 minutes later, he was standing near the kitchen concealed by the cupboard. He stood there for a few seconds hoping to overhear something that might help him wriggle out of this mess. Hearing nothing, he stepped into the kitchen and made his way to the dining table. He helped himself to coffee and sat quietly waiting for his godfathers to finish eating. He sat still for a few minutes starring at his coffee cup before looking out of the window.

"I don't want to talk about it guys…" Harry finally spoke.

Sirius and Remus exchanged looks. They had foreseen this and had expected it. "Harry, you cannot honestly think that we would let it go after all we've heard didn't you?" Remus asked gently.

"We're your godfathers, Harry. Why didn't you tell us about all this?" Sirius added on.

"Because Sirius, it didn't come up in a Sunday conversation!"Harry said sarcastically as he heaved himself up from the chair and walked into the living room. "Seriously, Sirius! When was I supposed to tell you? When you were on the run from Azkaban? Or was it when you were declared free and we were all celebrating?"

"Anytime Harry! Anytime would do! I'm your godfather Harry… I'm your godfather…" Sirius repeated brokenly.

Harry closed his eyes and on the window ledge. Sirius remained standing in the middle of the room. Nobody said anything and the silence dragged on. Remus sighed and walked to Harry. "Harry, why don't you explain to us what happened with your teacher? Why was she so guilty?"

Harry clenched his fist. He absolutely hated being reminded of the past. His horrible past. "I was four when I first had Ms Donovan as a teacher. She taught me for a whole year and took me under her wing because I was so small and always getting bullied by Dudley. Yet she didn't notice anything wrong about me and I didn't tell her. When I was five, I got her as my teacher again. I spent more time with her than ever. Soon she noticed the large difference between Dudley and I.

He was ridiculously fat and I was ridiculously small. He wore branded clothes and I wore rags. She prodded on and asked too many questions. After awhile, my barriers broke down and she got to know the truth…"

"And what was the truth, Harry?" Sirius asked quietly?

"The truth?" Harry asked smiling bitterly. "The truth was, I was beaten. Plain and simple, Sirius."

"That's nothing plain and simple about that Harry!" Sirius roared.

Harry couldn't help it. He flinched.

Sirius took in the flinch and put his hands on his face. Why didn't anyone notice the signs? Why didn't Harry try to trust again?

Remus broke in "What happened then, Harry?"

"What happened… What happened then was that Ms Donovan made the mistake of going to the principal about me. The principal who was also Vernon's business associate. Vernon made a report about her harassing me. Ms Donovan was then fired and given a court order to never contact me ever again. As for me, I was…punished even more for daring to tell anyone."

"Was that why you never confided in anyone else? You were scared that the same thing might happen?" Sirius asked gently.

Harry shrugged. "Partly… My fame contributed to it too I supposed. I didn't want my face splashed in the papers. The-boy-who-lived is bad enough but the-boy-who's-been-abused will be worse."

"But I'm alright now… I swear Siri, I'm fine now. I don't need to talk about it. Ever again." Harry declared.

"You flinched when I yelled at you kiddo…" Sirius said sadly.

"It was a reflex reaction, Siri. Promise." Harry said pleadingly.

"I don't know…" Sirius said shaking his head. He then looked at Remus.

"Let's have a compromise here…" Remus said tiredly. "Harry I want you to go see a therapist and Sirius won't bother you about talking to him about the Dursleys ever again."

"WHAT?!" came twin shouts.

"That was not what I meant and you know it too, Remus." Harry exclaimed.

"And why can't I talk to him about it?!" Sirius all but shouted.

"Shut up the both of you." Remus said irritated. "Harry you need to see a therapist because I want you to get better. I love you and I think you're still affected by what the Dursleys have done to you. Sirius, you can't talk to Harry about it because he doesn't want to."

"But Remus…" Sirius whined.

"Stop whining Sirius. You're an animagus, not a dog." Remus said shortly before leaving the room.

Harry and Sirius stared at Remus as he left the room. "Blimey. Is it full moon tonight? What the hell shortened his circuit?" Sirius said.

Harry, still staring, replied "I don't know, but it must have been your whiney voice." He said teasing Sirius.

"Hey! I resent that comment! Take that back!" Sirius said indignantly before transforming into Padfoot and leaping onto Harry.

The serious atmosphere from before turned joyful as Sirius and Harry fooled around. Remus stood behind the closed door smiling smugly. So his plan had worked. He had planned this, knowing Harry and Sirius well enough to know what their reactions would be. Now his godson would go to a therapist and hopefully get better. His mate will have one less thing to worry about and will stop bugging his godson. All was well in the world of Remus Lupin.

A/N: Thanks all for reviewing! I feel so encouraged(: To answer 2 of my reviewers, in the 7th bk, Harry killed Voldemort when he was 16/17. So he is now about 17 or nearing 18.