Pretty Boy

Chapter 17

Going On Holiday

Remus quickly packed everything he thought they'd need, being particularly careful when it came to storing the Pensive. Using his clothes to keep it well safe from breaking should it happen. Once it was packed he shrunk his belongings before starting on Sirius', if he forgot anything well he could wait. They weren't going there to sit in the sun anyway, they were going to get Sirius better, to wake the bloody hell up and stop sulking. It was worse than sulking, Sirius had retreated into himself. He often spoke if James was still there, Remus had been terrified that Dumbledore would suggest sending him to St. Mungo's. The only reason Dumbledore had failed to do so, would be because he'd lose control of Grimmauld Place. His estate would be in the hands of St. Mungo's or a lawyer, if and when he died, it would go to the closest living relative. Neither which would make the old fool happy.

"Sirius?" called Remus going into Sirius' old bedroom, where he currently insisted he stayed.

"Yes?" asked Sirius listlessly, not moving from his spot, or looking at Remus.

"Take the Portkey, we are going on holiday for a while." said Remus his eyes tearing up.

"Is James coming?" asked Sirius his eyes suddenly filled with excitement.

"No Siri, James is gone remember?" said Remus swallowing bitterly, why did Sirius have to take the easy way when the going gets tough? If he didn't get his act together, Harry would really hate him. He'd seen how Harry reacted to him, at least he was more composed, and Sirius didn't have an ounce of it, never mind knew what it was.

"Don't be silly, he's with his parents!" snorted Sirius laughing in amusement.

Remus' heart jerked, he hadn't heard such a laugh from him since he'd got Sirius back in his life. Azkaban had robbed him, left him vulnerable, to emotional outbursts, or rather more prone to it since he'd always been emotional. "Take the Portkey." said Remus hardening his resolve.

"Will it take us to Mr. And Mrs. Potters?" asked Sirius seemingly already forgetting their earlier words.

"Yes Sirius," lied Remus impatiently, finally he touched it, saying the activation words, and both men were gone from Grimmauld Place, reappearing in a small yet special and spacious cabin in the edge of the Caribbean Sea.

"Where are we? This isn't the Potter manor." said Sirius looking around bewildered.

"Harry's in danger Sirius," said Remus, watching Sirius closely, as he said it, he saw a haunted look return to his eyes. The old Sirius was coming back, the confusion with it before anger took its place.

"What's happened? Is he okay?" asked Sirius apprehensively, despite the fact Harry rejected him he still loved him more than anything else in the world. If he didn't, well he wouldn't have been in the state he was right then.

"No he's not." said Remus grimly, thank Merlin Sirius was lucid again; if he thought mentioning Harry would have brought him around he'd have done it ages ago. He'd refrained from mentioning him, because it's what had put him into the depressive state.

"Where is he?" asked Sirius his eyes narrowed, he wanted answers and Remus was being evasive. "Remus!" he whined when he didn't get his answer quick enough.

"Harry hasn't been in the magical world Sirius, Dumbledore lied about that. It's not all he's lied about either. Harry left when he was eleven years old, two weeks after joining Hogwarts. He wasn't being privately educated, and he didn't say he hated you, in fact I know he's only just recently learned about you." said Remus quietly.

"What are you going on about?" asked Sirius bewildered, what was going on? He felt as if he'd just entered an Alternative reality the way things were going. Why would Dumbledore lie? Why would Harry have left Hogwarts?

"He doesn't know where Harry is, he told us those lies to get us to back off, stop asking about him and wanting to see him." said Remus sighing sadly.

"Why would he do that?" asked Sirius suspiciously, reaching for his wand, not believing this was Remus.

"Sirius, it is me, you tried to kill Severus when we were sixteen." said Remus, only four people knew about it, one was already dead. Severus Snape, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black and of course James Potter. Peter Pettigrew had no idea it happened, the more that knew the bigger the chance of it being revealed. "I do know the answer to that question; I have a pensive in here that will let you see for yourself."

"Dumbledore wouldn't do that Remus, how can you think that after everything he's done for us!" said Sirius. He didn't want to believe a man who'd been nothing but kind, more of a grandfather to him than any of his family. He didn't want to think he'd kept his precious godson from him for no reason.

"What has he done for you Sirius?" asked Remus, he'd thought a lot on this lately, and Snape had made him see the light. Of course he had, Dumbledore acted more Slytherin than Gryffindor, so it made sense the Slytherins' would see what they could not.

"He let you attend Hogwarts!" said Sirius. He'd always be grateful for that; it had been the best time of his life. Running around with Remus, having fun on the nights of the full moon, all of them together, alive, and happy.

"Not me Sirius I'm asking what he has done for you," said Remus sharply. He didn't want to think on it, but Sirius' questions were bringing it all back up. Along with the need to kill Dumbledore for what he'd done. Nothing was more shocking than the fact he'd bound Harry's magic multiple times.

Sirius blinked owlishly unsure what to say, he was beginning to realize maybe Remus was being truthful. He truly believed what he was saying, and for Remus to say that, he probably had proof. He swallowed sharply, looking around the rather hot house realizing it's probably why he was here.

"What has he done Sirius?" asked Remus.

"I…I…I," murmured Sirius trying to think, racking his brain for anything.

"He did nothing for you Sirius, nothing. James' parents did everything for you not Dumbledore." said Remus adamantly.

"But he let you into Hogwarts." muttered Sirius. His voice was resigned; he knew by tonight's end he'd feel worse than he had weeks ago.

"Yes, but he also thought of me as a great tool, a benefit and a good person for dangerous missions for the Order." said Remus.

"He trusted you that's why he let you in." said Sirius. Remus had been so smart, even just joining Hogwarts; it would have been horrible if he'd been denied a Hogwarts education because he was a werewolf.

"Then why did he send me on such dangerous missions?" asked Remus.

"Because you agreed to do them." said Sirius giving his expected answers.

"No, Sirius I did them because I felt I owed Dumbledore it for allowing me into Hogwarts. He's not let any other werewolf into Hogwarts why is that?" asked Remus.

"How do we know he hasn't?" said Sirius right back, "He didn't publicly announce you were, for all we know there has been others."

"Sirius," sighed Remus in exasperation.

"Alright Remus, say you are right what are you going to do about it? Join Voldemort?" asked Sirius.

"Merlin, no, I know where Harry is." said Remus.

"You do? Well take me to him…is he here in the Potter cabin?" asked Sirius his eyes going wide, taking off outside, hoping to miraculously see Harry waiting for him. Ready to run into his arms and they'd talk all night get to know each other. Yet the entire area was in darkness, no sign of life in the Potter cabin.

"Remus where is he?" asked Sirius standing in the sand not taking in the beauty that surrounded him.

"He's safe, happy, and even learning magic as we speak, he's very good with it, despite the fact he's only been learning for a few weeks." said Remus. He still hadn't told him about the binding, no Sirius would find out about that himself.

"Who's he with?" asked Sirius jealousy pooling in his stomach, it should be him with Harry.

"Someone I trust with my life." said Remus honestly, he did trust him when he took the Wolfsbane potion, and the slightest mistake can render it toxic. Nobody would care about one less werewolf in the world.

"Who?" asked Sirius frowning, it was a very short list, shorter still without Dumbledore.

"You trust me? Believe me right?" asked Remus already knowing it, but having to change the subject.

"Of course I do Remus," sighed Sirius warily, "You've never lied to me since we were at Hogwarts. Then again you didn't lie you just omitted a few things,"

"Oh no you lied," said Sirius again remembering something, he'd always lied about where he had been during the full moon.

"Good, I have a few memories for you to look at, but before you do I need an oath on your magic." said Remus.

"An Oath? Why?" asked Sirius coming back to himself, shaking off his thoughts on a young eleven year old Remus making vague excuses about why he'd been gone.

"The Oath." said Remus firmly.

"What am I to say?" asked Sirius resigned to swearing the oath first.

"That you won't attack Dumbledore or Moody, that you won't tell anyone anything without Harry's permission and keep his secrets." said Remus.

"Fine," said Sirius, "I, Sirius Black, so swear not to attack or hurt Albus Dumbledore or Alastor Moody. I also swear not to reveal anything about Harry to anyone and keep his secrets, so mote it be." with that magic glowed briefly before it settled.

"Alright, come on, I'll show you the memories now." said Remus sighing, it was the calm before the storm in his opinion. Un-shrinking the trunk, he removed Severus' pensive and placed it safely in the middle of the table. He'd promised it wouldn't be broken and he'd be damned if he broke that particular promise. "Before we go in, take this."

"What is it?" asked Sirius, he'd never been very good at potions.

"Calming draught." stated Remus as he readied himself for the second time seeing the distressing memories.

"Are the memories that bad?" asked Sirius dread flashing across his features.

"Yes." admitted Remus quietly. Urging him to drink it, he wanted this over with, the longer he waited the more reluctant he was to go back inside it.

Sirius dunked the potion back, grimacing in disgust but his face and body relaxed as the potion began to work.

"Come on then." said Remus, removing his wand, Sirius did the same and before long they were dragged into the swirling mercury that was Harry's memory.

"It's dark! Whose memory is this? Where is it?" asked Sirius as he looked around in complete darkness.

"Back of a statue near Dumbledore's office." said Remus, "Quiet or you won't hear what you need to."

There we go...Remus is getting through to Sirius :D wheyyy lol Review please people :D I'll post the next chapter in about two hours ;) R&R!