A/N: The new Hogwarts year will start in the next chapter. And with it begins Luna's appearance in this story. I know a lot of you missed her but rest assured, she will soon join the group.

The day had started well. Remus had been outside, coaching Harry and Theo on how to turn their own arms into that of their inner animal, a dragon and fox respectively, when a Phoenix flamed into their home. Sirius, who had been keeping a close eye on the Transfiguration process, jumped up with a vicious curse that made the two boys lose their concentration.

"Fawkes? What are you doing here?" Harry asked warily. Dumbledore's Phoenix chirped a musical sounding assurance that did little to calm their nerves. The Phoenix didn't seem to care much about their warriness as he flew over to Harry and settled down on the boy's shoulder with a happy little thrill.

Worried that the bird wanted to flame away with Harry, Remus carefully approached his cub and the beautiful Phoenix sitting on his schoulder. From a closer distance, Remus could see that the Phoenix had a letter bound to his leg, "Hello, Fawkes. What do you have there?"

Fawkes chirped again and held out his leg so Remus could take the letter Fawkes was carrying. "Sirius, the letter is addressed to you."

Remus passed over the letter to his friend after he'd checked it for curses. Sirius stood up with a sigh, "Well, there goes our peace."

Harry snorted, "As if Professor Dumbledore would ever leave us alone."

Theo made an agreeing noise, "I must agree with Harry. From what you've told me, the Headmaster has an unhealthy interest in Harry and those close to him."

Remus couldn't stop himself from smiling, Harry and Theo had become good friends. He was proud of those two boys and how close they'd grown. Theo had settled in well with them and Remus would be sad to see him and Harry go when September 1st came around. The two children brought joy back into their lives, and that was something the both of them sorely needed.

Sirius was better now than he'd been a few weeks ago but he still struggled sometimes with the Dementor exposure effects. The two boys often helped then when Sirius struggled with feeling cold and getting all positive emotions drained from him as if a Dementor was right next to him. To cheer him up, Harry and Theo played small pranks whenever necessary. Remus suspected they asked Fred and George for help since Sirius mysteriously changed into a bright yellow cannary last time he had a episode.

They had been training hard this summer, but especially after Harry's birthday. The kids had come back from the garden with a strong drive to do better, to be better. They had made a vow together, to destroy Voldemort to the best of their ability and Remus was proud. Worried, but proud.

Dueling practise had become a priority and was also the area in which Harry shined. Now that the boy knew more spells then ever and with the leech was gone his dueling ability had shot up. Remus wouldn't be surprised if the fourteen year old could out-duel NEWT students. Theo wasn't a slouch either, what Harry had in sheer power, Theo had in cunning.

Darius Nott had trained his son well.

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts he turned his attention back toward Sirius. Remus asked, "And? What does he want?"

Sirius hummed vaguely as he read the letter signaling that he needed a moment.

The boys their Animagus training was also progressing well, surprisingly well actually. Harry had begun trying to turn into the dragon as soon as his birthday was over and had by now succeeded into turning his skin into scales, and his nails into claws. Now they were trying to turn his arms into those of a dragon but Remus expected that it would take a while before Harry succeeded in that.

The Animagus transformation was difficult, very difficult. And while Harry was getting it quicker than Remus ever could have expected, he still thought it would take the rest of the year before Harry could transform at will.

Accidental transformations could happen when startled or in distress or even in ones sleep when not in full control of their Animagus transformation. He remembered the rat suddenly turning into Wormtail when Padfoot accidentally startled him back in their Sixth Year. Prongs and Padfoot too had their own accidental transformations which were always hilarious to witness for Remus.

Theo had found his own inner animal yesterday, a melanistic fox with a shocking black and red fur and orange eyes. A beautiful and fitting creature for the boy Remus had come to know. Theo was now trying to change his skin into fur as the first step of the Animagus transformation process.

Sirius pointingly cleared his throat and asked, "You with us, Moony?"

Feeling the flush rise to his cheeks at his wandering mind, Remus nodded. Sirius smirked and said, "Now that I've got your attention again, Dumbledore wants to meet with me."

"Just you?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

"The letter didn't specify. He did ask if I knew anything about your where abouts though, Moony. Dumbledore wants to talk to me about Harry now that I'm finally free, with no thanks to him at all." Sirius said with a sneer.

Remus thought for a moment before he told them his opinion, "I think we should go, the three of us. It's time to make sure Dumbledore knows where we stand, don't you agree?"

Sirius, being the mature and responsible adult that he is, gave him a look which could only be translated as 'do I have to, mom?' complete with puppy-dog eyes and a low-pitched whine.

Harry snorted, "Mature, dad. Real mature, but I have to agree with Moony. We need to know if we can count on Professor Dumbledore, or if we have another enemy to keep a watch on. Aren't you sick of it too, Padfoot? I need to know. And I think it will be good for us to clear the air no matter which way Albus Dumbledore falls."

Sirius sighed, "Alright pup, your logic is sound. Merlin, sometimes you remind me so much of Lily, it's like she's with us again." He smiled proudly at Harry and continued, "So, it's agreed? We'll meet with the Headmaster and tell him where to shove it."

Theo chuckled, "I wish you three the best of luck, but I'm glad to be staying here. Headmaster Dumbledore doesn't like it when his pawns move on their own but perhaps I'm wrong and can he be reasoned with after all."

"We can only hope so, Theo." Remus told his ward with a sigh. "We can only hope."

They'd sent Fawkes back with a time and location for Dumbledore to meet with them and standing here, Remus could only hope that they made right decision. They had chosen a busy and public place in the muggle world in the hopes it would prevent tempers being lost and magic being cast.

Sirius had written back that he would bring Remus with him to the meeting but left out that Harry would accompany them too, under his cloak. Remus was pretty sure that Dumbledore already knew Harry had left the wards of Number 4, Privet Drive but in the case he wasn't, well, the old Professor deserved a bit of a shock.

Sitting on a warded silent stone picnic table in the park, Remus listened for the approaching footsteps that would signal the Headmaster's arrival. There were quite a few couples enjoying the sunshine in the park and even more children running around, shouting and playing.

It didn't take long before Albus Dumbledore arrived exactly on the agreed upon time, "Sirius, my boy, it's good to see you out and about again and together with Mr. Lupin too. How nice to see you both together again!"

Remus could hear Harry shift from underneath his cloak and made a soft warning noise so the cub wouldn't betray himself before he was ready. The man's eyes twinkeld kindly and Remus felt Moony's hackles rise as he tried to answer calmly, "Albus, thank you for agreeing to meet with us here."

Sirius just gave a short nod, "Professor."

The twinkle dimmed and Albus asked, "How are you doing, Sirius? I was surprised to read about your trial in the paper. Are you sure that was a wise way to go about it, my boy?"

This was clearly too much for Harry as he came out from under his invisibility cloak and asked with a sneer, "And what should he have done according to you, Professor? Keep running? Forever be thought of as a criminal? You are the Chief Warlock and yet you did nothing to help my dad. Nothing."

Albus's eyes had widened at Harry's appearance and kept getting wider as Harry ranted at him.

Unfortunately for them, Dumbledore quickly recovered, "Harry, my dear boy, what are you doing here? Why aren't you with you aunt and uncle?"

Sirius snorted derisively, "Why would I let my son live with those horrible excuses of human beings?"

Alarm crossed the old man's face, "You don't live at Privet Drive anymore? Your son? Sirius Black, what have you done?"

Remus had enough, this clearly wasn't going anywhere. He kept a tight hold on his fury but couldn't stop his eyes from flashing gold, "Albus Dumbledore, you look at me."

Dumbledore was startled at his words and smelled wary to Remus's sensitive nose which calmed the wolf down a bit. It was always nice when prey understood they were prey.

"You were Harry's magical guardian. You were the one who left him there with those horrible muggles. You were the one who never checked up on the child you were responsible for. Would you like to see what they did to him? What you let them do to an innocent child in their care?" Remus had asked for Harry's permission to share Andromeda's findings from the beginning of the summer, so he carefully shoved the scroll with Harry's health scan towards the man who left him in that situation.

Albus Dumbledore swallowed and took the scroll, "You shouldn't have taken him from his family, Remus, Sirius. He was safe there."

"Safe? You call that safe?" Sirius was quickly losing his temper. "Read the scroll, Albus. Read it and tell me Harry was safe there in that house."

Harry had been quietly sitting there, his eyes fixed on his Headmaster but now he spoke, "Read the scroll, Professor and tell me again that they love me as you kept telling when I asked you to take me away from that house."

Albus Dumbledore read the scroll and paled.

"Oh my boy, I'm so sorry." Albus's shoulders curled inside himself and he looked truly like a fragile old man for a moment. But only a moment as he told Harry gravely, "I am so sorry they hurt you but you need to return there, my boy. The wards, your mother's protection, only keeps you safe when you live with your mother's blood."

He's sorry, Remus thought with a sneer, but clearly Dumbledore would do it again in a heartbeat, even knowing the outcome. He knew they starved his cub, that they hurt him and he still wanted to sent him back? No. No, that would never happen.

Sirius straightend his shoulders and said firmly with a regal tilt of his head, "No. I've blood-adopted him in my House as my son and Heir. You've got no say anymore about his private life, Albus Dumbledore. And if you keep pushing this, you won't get a say anymore about his education either. I always liked France."

Harry nodded in agreement and spoke up to say his piece, "I will not go back there, Professor. Privet Drive is not my home, it never was."

Horror flashed on Dumbledore's face and Remus tried his best to keep the satisfied smirk of his face. They had known those words would destroy the wards around Privet Drive, thanks to the goblins. It didn't matter anyway. Petunia and Vernon had been picked up by the police yesterday and Dudley had been moved to Vernon's distant cousin and her wife.

According to Amelia, Dudley had thrown a few temper tantrums but seemed to be settling in now. Both the cousin and her wife had, according to Amelia, experience with troubled kids. Remus could only hope that it was a good wake-up call for the teenager.

Number 4, Privet Drive was empty and now, now the wards were gone too. Harry had no reason to return there anymore, and Dumbledore knew it too.

Magic gathered around the old Professor as irritation flashed in his eyes, "You don't know what you've done."

"We know a lot more than you think, Albus. Why don't you tell us about the Horcruxes?" Remus asked with a mild smile on his face as his baited his former employer.

Albus paled and he looked from Harry, to Sirius, to back to Remus again as he stuttered out, "How- where did you hear that name?"

That was the moment Remus would swear he could smell the misschief on his cub, "Oh, it's really quite simple Professor. We learned about them when the goblins took one of those things out of my scar."

One could have heard a pin drop as Albus stared at Harry.

"They managed to take it out?" Albus breathed disbelievingly.

Sirius growled and asked dangerously, "You knew about the piece of that monster's soul lodged in my son's forehead?"

Albus's mouth shook as he tried to keep the emotions in, "Forgive an old man for the mistakes he made in trying to do right for everyone. I learned about what Tom has done in the end of your Second year, Harry. Added by your ability to speak with snakes, I then suspected what your scar truly was." Albus took a deep breath and slowly breathed out again, "I searched and searched for a way to get it out of a living vessel but no such knowledge was to be found. I thought it was impossible to get the Horcrux out of you without resorting to something drastic."

Harry tilted his head in question, "Something drastic?"

It hit Remus what the man meant and he growled, furious, "Death. He meant your death."

Harry's eyes iced over, "You thought the only way to defeat Voldemort was my death? Is that why you never really helped me? Trained me?"

Albus Dumbledore nodded, eye twinkle nowhere to be found and looking guilty as he shifted his gaze away from the three in front of him.

"You are never getting close to my son again, Dumbledore! Did you even research the damn things before you decided Harry had to die?" Sirius magic was swirling around him llike a dark cloud and he truly looked like the Lord of House Black that he was. His fury was breathtaking and so was Dumbledore's shame in the face of it.

"Forgive me." Was all Dumbledore could say.

Harry took a deep breath, "The goblins knew what was in my scar and how to destroy it without harming me within seconds. They never even thought about killing me, unlike you apparently." Turning his flinty green eyes on Albus he continued, "You are going to tell us everything you know, or what you think you know. Then we're going to make sure Voldemort can't ever return."

The guilt settled heavely on Albus but Remus could only feel satisfaction. He had been planning on killing Harry. Remus could barely believe it, yet he heard Albus's confession with his own ears.

"Alright. You deserve my honesty." Albus took a moment before he looked the three of them straight in the eyes, "Before you were born, Harry, there was a Prophecy made about a boy who could vanquish the Dark Lord, born as the seventh month died. You."

Harry paled, "He really was after me, and me alone. This was why he offered mum to step aside, he didn't want her, he wanted me."

Sirius wrapped an arm around Harry and Remus patted his knee in comfort, "It's not your fault, pup. Lily would never have stepped aside, Prongs would never have let anyone harm you either. They protected you with their lives and they wouldn't have regretted it for a moment as long as you lived."

Harry nodded in Sirius shoulder, "But how did Voldemort learn about the Prophecy?"

Dumbledore sighed, "I made the mistake of letting the boy who overheard the job interview go. Unfortunately, he went straight to his Master with the few lines he overheard."

"Job interview?"

"Who?" Sirius snarled at the same time with bared teeth.

Ignoring Sirius's question, Dumbledore explained that he had been giving Sybill Trelawney a job interview when she suddenly sprouted an actual Prophecy. Albus took out his wand and cast a few extra privacy charms before he told them the Prophecy in a quietly serious tone.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."

Harry touched the faded scar on his forehead, "He marked me as his equal."

Albus nodded, "He did. In trying to evade the Prophecy, Tom made it a reality. He marked you and so the rest of the Prophecy pertains to you, my boy."

"Of course it does." Harry sighed.

"I truly am sorry, my boy." Albus said once again, a sad twinkle in his blue eyes that Remus was hesitant to believe. Remus believed the Headmast was sorry yes, but he did not think the Professor wouldn't do it again. The Headmaster's secrets had secrets and Remus didn't trust the man to tell them what they needed to know.

"Albus, tell us what you know about Voldemort's Horcruxes." Remus told him sternly.

"Tom greatest fear, his mortality, caused him to go further than anyone ever before. If my suspicions are right, and they often are, I think Tom has made seven Horcruxes. That boy always had a fascination with that particular number."

"Seven?!" The three of them exclaimed, loudly. Luckily the silencing wards held up, otherwise they would have gathered even more strange looks than Albus's colorful outfit already did. Really, who wore a dark blue muggle suit covered in pink and and gold stars?

"Yes, seven." Albus confirmed gravely. "And he will not have put them in something worthless or ordinary. I've been searching for them since Harry's Second Year, and I've found very little actual evidence for my suspicions. Slytherin's locket, Helga's cup, Ravenclaw's diadeem and Gryffindor's dagger are a few options for what Tom would have looked for in a Horcrux. Slytherin's locket and Helga Huffelpuff's cup were lost years ago after the last owner was murdered."

Harry hummed and Remus looked at him, "What are you thinking cub?"

"Well, if Voldemort gave the diary to Malfoy, do you think he has given the others in the Inner Circle also one of his Horcruxes?" Harry asked.

Sirius grinned, "Good idea, pup! Who is still alive from the Inner Circle? Incarcerated or not doesn't matter, I would guess. They just need to be alive to hold property."

"Bellatrix, Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange, Lucius Malfoy, Thomas Avery, Darius Nott, Alecto and Amycus Carrow, and Corban Yaxley are the surviving members of Voldemort's inner circle." Dumbledore answered thoughtfully. "And Severus as far as Tom believes but we can trust him, truly."

"Can we really?" Harry asked with a lot of doubt in his voice, "He hates me, hates Gryffindors and I'm quite certain he hates all children outside of his own Slytherins."

"Severus has my trust, Harry." Dumbledore just told them as if that was enough.

Deciding to leave that problem for a later time, Remus added, "Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch jr. are dead from the Inner Circle and Crabbe and Goyle are not trusted enough to be given something so important, one would think."

"And what about the Parkinsons, Antonin Dolohov or Augustus Rookwood?" Sirius asked. "They were open and proud of their Lord's actions before my arrest. Actually, what happened to them? I thought they were part of the Inner Circle as well from all the bragging they did."

Remus shrugged and told his friend with a sarcastic twist of his mouth, "They all got free on the Imperious defense, what else? Most of the Inner Circle did the same back then, and those who didn't, well, they shared your cell block in Azkaban."

Sirius snorted, "Only the Lestranges and Crouch were insane enough to actually be proud of their crimes."

Harry cleared his throat, "So what you guys are saying is that out of all those Death Eaters, only four of them actually went to prison for their crimes?"

"Yes," Sirius said with a grim smile and a glare in Albus's direction as he added, "And me of course. They still believed me to be the right hand man of Voldemort back then. But otherwise most of them got easily free by claiming to have been under the Imperius Curse."

Albus apologised again, "We have made many mistakes, my boy. I have made many mistakes. And while I truly regret what happened between young Harry and his family, I need to insist he returns to them. For his own safety."

"What?" Sirius hissed, furious. They'd thought this subject to be over and done with but apparently Dumbledore wasn't done with it yet.

Remus nodded in agreement with Sirius, "Albus, please tell me I misunderstood what you said just now. Did you just say that you want Harry to return to the people who abused him?"

The twinkle in the barmy old man's eyes returned, "Yes, it's for the greater good. I will have a talk with them and make sure they know to treat Harry right and perhaps we can arrange some visits to check up on him. I'm sure the wards will be able to be fixed despite your hasty words from earlier, your home is with your family, Harry."

All of this was said in a calm tone that made the hairs on Remus's neck stand up straight. Albus said it as if it was already decided, as if they had no choice but to sent Harry back to those horrible people. Well, if the Headmaster thought they would just do as he said, then he had something else coming.

"No." Harry said quietly, magic rising up as a furious storm bearing down on them. "I will not return to those people, Headmaster. You are only the Headmaster of my school now and nothing more."

"Harry, my boy, you don't know what you're talking about. You need to go back there for the wards that your mother made to protect you and your family to work. Don't let her sacrifice be in vain." Albus told their cub in a condecending tone.

Harry's eyes turned flintly, "Here I thought we might actually be able to work together, but you just won't listen, will you? I will not return to that house, to those people. And anyway, they aren't living there anymore."

Horror filled Albus Dumbledore's face, "What have you done to them?"

Sirius grinned savagely, "Who me? I didn't do anything to them that they didn't deserve."

Albus shook his head, disappointed. "Revenge is never the solution, Sirius. And to harm helpless muggles? I expected better from you, my boy."

"Helpless muggles?" Remus growled, "Those helpless muggles harmed a actual helpless child in their care, for years, while you did nothing! So stop condecending us, stop blaming us for protecting Harry! Stop trying to sent Harry back to those muggles and help us defeat the monster you allowed to exist with your negiligence."

Dumbledore looked shocked at Remus's outburst and Remus snorted, "What? You didn't think Harry would tell us what happened in his Second year? Tom Riddle lived through the Blitz and you were the one sending him back into a warzone every summer. Is it any wonder he went looking for way to immortality?"

Dumbledore looked like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders when he, after a long moment of silence replied, "You are right. I should've helped Tom, as I should have helped you when you asked to stay in Hogwarts for the summer, Harry. I was a teacher then and the Headmaster now and I did nothing to help either of you." He rubbed his face and sighed tiredly before conceding, "I need to think about what you've told me."

Remus wondered how many others there had been who asked this man for help and recieved none. Sirius nodded, "Do that, Albus. Go home and contact us when you're ready to talk, when you're ready to listen to us."

Albus Dumbledore sighed and stood up from the picnic table, "I'll contact you soon, my boy. We need to talk more about our plans and about the up coming school year."

With that, Dumbledore apparated away with a quiet pop.

"Proud of you, pup." Sirius said as he wrapped an arm around Harry. Remus nodded in agreement, "This wasn't easy for you, I know that. But you handled yourself well, cub. Now we can only hope Albus will listen to what we told him."

"Either way," Sirius told them with a fierce light in his grey eyes, "We know what we have to do to destroy the bastard. Seven were made, two are already destroyed."

Harry sat up straighter, "You're right. And we even know what they likely are. Let's make an appointment with Bloodaxe, shall we? If I were a Death Eater, I would hide it in the one place no one has ever succeeded to break into. Gringotts."

It had been quiet in the last few days after the meeting with Dumbledore. Remus hadn't expected much different from the man. Albus Dumbledore was used to being the wisest, most powerful man in the room and the one who knew the most. But with this he had found out he knew the least.

Harry not being a Horcrux anymore had shocked the old man, and threw him for a clear loop. Then the three of them refusing to let Harry go back to his relatives was clearly to much for the old man. Remus could only hope that Albus Dumbledore truly realised he had been wrong in his treatment of Harry.

They needed Albus's support for the up coming school year. The Triwizarding Tournament would be taking place this year for the first time in decades and Hogwarts was one of the school participating. Even more worrying, they knew from Darius that the Death Eaters were planning something. That Voldemort was planning something.

It wasn't hard to connect the dots. There would be, once again, a threat against Harry this year and it involved something with the Tournament. If they wanted him participating or if one of the visiting schools was a threat to their cub, they didn't know. But danger was coming for Harry.

Remus and Sirius wanted to be there this year. Their plan depended on Albus but they needed to be there, living there, while Harry was in Hogwarts. To be there for him, yes, but also so that they could continue his training.

They also had met with Bloodaxe at Gringotts. It had been surprisingly easy to get the goblin to agree to search for the Horcruxes they suspected might be in the vaults of Voldemort's Death Eaters. The goblins truly hated Voldemort for dabbling in soul magic. The search was still going on but Bloodaxe assured them that they would have finished searching by the end of the summer.

Remus was shaken out of his thoughts by Harry walking up to him and Sirius, "Hey dad, Moony, I was thinking, Madam Bones talked about having so little people in the DMLE and with how the Minister acted when we told him about your innocence, Padfoot. Well, I was thinking people are going to be in big trouble if Voldemort come back."

Sirius turned towards Harry and asked what Remus was thinking, "How do you mean, pup?"

Rubbing the back of his neck in a move that reminded Remus of James, Harry answered, "I've been talking with Theo, Hermione and Daphne about it and we think it might be a good idea to let the people of Britain get used to the idea that Voldemort isn't completely gone."

"You do have a good point there, cub." Remus told the fourteen year old thoughtfully. "Minister Fudge did indeed seemed like someone who would rather stick his head in the sand when things get difficult."

"Right!" Harry agreed brightly. "So I was thinking, who do we know who could help us spread the news in a way people can't deny?"

Sirius started grinning, "Skeeter!"

"Skeeter." Harry said with a firm nod. "We give interviews and allow her to make photo's of the memories for her articles. That way no one can deny it and people can start preparing. Perhaps it will even get Amelia a bigger buget and more Aurors."

"Good plan, cub. Sirius, will you sent the letter? I think this particular request will be better if it comes from Lord Black." Remus told the two with him. It truly was a good idea and Remus was proud of Harry to think of it. It was good to see the kid planning for stuff instead of jumping in as it happened. It was also nice to hear Harry had been making friends with the group he'd invited on his birthday.

Daphne, Theo, Neville and Hermione were good influences for Harry's impulsiveness and Harry in turn was good for them too. George and Fred were good for all of them to show them how to have fun, which the Slytherin kids dearly needed in their lives. And to Remus surprise, Ron was shaping up to be a better friend. After talking with Harry about his predijuices, Ron had thought long and hard about what kind of person he wanted to be, and a bully was not it.

Ron and Theo had started up a tentative friendship, which mostly involved talking about and playing chess.

Remus had been working with all of them for their own dueling lessons and Animagus lessons too. Twice a week the kids stopped by and stayed for a few hours. Sirius gave them the exercise of their life in the dueling room of this manor house and then, when they needed to rest, he made them meditate to search for their inner animal. Even Ron had decided to try, after he saw his peers put in the effort.

Harry and Theo had been trying to change their arms into those of a dragon and fow respectively, which their were getting closer and closer to succeeding. Harry was naturally gifted with Transfiguration and Theo was just determined to catch up to Harry.

They did this outside, in the sunshine, since Harry's form was so big. Even with magic it was difficult to fit a Ukranian Ironbelly inside a house.

Hermione, who had been meditating all summer, had finally found her own form. The girl, to Harry's delight, was a rather handsome Great Gray Owl. Soon she would be turning herself into an owl Remus was sure. Hermione was a girl that had difficulty with the spiritual parts of magic, Remus'd noticed, but the actual Transfiguration parts should be easy enough for the brilliant muggleborn.

It was nice, to work with all those young people and Remus would miss it when they returned to Hogwarts. He hoped Albus would allow them to go with the children, but he wasn't getting his hopes up.

Sirius had thought up a plan B. He was looking for a house in Hogsmeade, so that the kids could sneak out or they could sneak inside Hogwarts when it was time for the extra lessons.

But hopefully Albus would work with them instead of against them.

He hoped.

A/N: I tried to make Dumbledore a misguided human being instead of a cartoon villain. Did that come over right? It's so easy to go from one extreme to the other with characters like that.

Let me know your thoughts?