Lizzie was sad to be going, but Remus had promised his daughter that she could return to Hogwarts to attend school the next year if she was so inclined. And so the little girl watched as her father finished packing their belongings following the incident in which Sirius was proven innocent, Peter alive and the true traitor of them all. He had disappeared when the moon caused Remus to change. Snape almost ruined everything and Harry and Hermione had to use Hermione's time turner to fix it and help Sirius escape with his life.

Remus packed a few more books away. "Are you sure you're not hurt?"

Lizzie had followed her father to the Shrieking Shack, despite him insisting that she stay behind. It was concerning to Remus. He had never hurt his daughter before, but this was a very bad moon, and it took him completely by surprise, and he had not taken his potion. Yet the girl insisted she hadn't received a scratch.

"I'm fine Dad, I'm more worried about you. It's out there now; I don't think you'll get another job. Not for a long time."

Remus shrugged. "We've thought so before, but we always do all right."

Another owl flew through the open window and dropped another howler on the pile that was growing on the desk. There were so many now. Angry parents. They just couldn't get past what her father was.

Lizzie was aware that her father's bank account was not very fruitful. He saved every knut he earned, but the people he owed never seemed to stop. Grocers, potioneers, various necessities for Lizzie's schooling. The girl sighed, saying, "Money is tight. Teaching this year helped. But you're going to have trouble now. Admit it."

Remus could hardly deny his daughter was right, even if he was trying to put on a brave face. He was going to have to think of something. As he was doing so, another owl flew in, with a normal folded letter this time. Lizzie rushed to grab it and tore the seal. "It's from Mrs. Fig…she says she's sorry about everything she's been hearing…offered to take me any time if you needed to interview for more jobs or anything."

Remus' face lit up. "I think I can do one better." He stopped packing, and knelt down in from of his daughter, taking the letter from her. "How would you like to spend the summer with her? Surry is closer to London, more kids around, and Harry lives only a street away in the summertime."

Lizzie eagerly agreed. After all the time they had spent together a summer with Harry would be very much welcome.