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"A-A werewolf?," stammered Harry, horrified. "My guardian is a werewolf?!"
Then, he turned and ran, and both men looked shocked.
"You're his guardian?!," cried Sirius in surprise.
"Harry!," cried Remus, not responding as he saw Sirius change into Padfoot out of the corner of his eye, and both raced through the open cell door after the nine-year-old. Padfoot barked as they got closer, pouncing on the boy.
"Be careful, Padfoot! He's just a child!," shouted Remus, pulling the enormous black dog off of his charge, helping the boy sit up. Harry edged away from him, then saw the pained look on Remus' face.
"...I'm sorry...I'm just...shocked," murmured Harry, hugging Remus. Remus blinked, glancing at Padfoot, who whined.
"V-Visit's over. Let's go," Remus said, standing up. He looked at Padfoot, winking. He noticed the guards flooding into Sirius' cell and yanked the dog out into the cold daylight. Harry stared at the dog.
"Where did that come from?," he asked. "Harry, you may remember Padfoot," said Remus, smirking as Harry gaped at the dog.
"Pa-foo!," he said, grinning. He had learned Sirius' nickname as a baby, when a red-haired woman would yell at the shaggy-haired man who would lean over his crib when he was little less than a year old. He hugged the dog, smiling.
He then looked at Remus. "So...what...We're smuggling him out?" Padfoot barked excitedly, looking at Remus hopefully.
"I suppose there's nothing else we can do," said Remus defeatedly. Harry and Padfoot grinned, and suddenly they got up. Then, they all hurried off to catch the boat back to London.
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