"Pup, we're going to Diagon Alley. Want to come with us?" Sirius was in Harry's bedroom doorway.
"Can we go to the Sweet Shop?" Harry's eyes lit up.
Sirius grinned wolfishly, "Sure Pup. Let's get your coat."
Harry stood up from his bed with help from his front-facing walker, his right leg dragging behind him as he walked down the hall with Sirius behind him. When they finally got to the hall, Sirius lifted Harry into his motorized wheelchair and then helped him put on his coat.
"Come here, Pup," Sirius lifted his godson to be able to apparate, "Got the chair, Rem?"
"Of course. Hang on to Siri, Cub. Diagon Alley!"
Harry gasped at all the people and bright colors. It wasn't often he came to Diagon Alley, due to the rejection he got from everyone due to his condition.
"Okay, Cub, where do you want to go first?" Sirius asked as he strapped Harry in his wheelchair.
"Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream! Eee!" Harry squealed, his tone kicking in in his excitement.
"All right, all right, shh," Remus smiled, "What flavor?"
"Laughing Taffy! Please."
"Alright. Siri?"
"Puppy chow, please," Sirius grinned, barking a laugh at his own joke and Remus' expression, which clearly said, "Really?"
"Right, well, do you two rascals want to come with me?" Remus fished out his money from his pocket.
"YES!" Harry laughed joyfully.
"Let's get a move on, then! Coming, Cub?" as Harry started to move the chair on his own.
Both Remus and Sirius stopped in shock as Harry zoomed past them, laughing and squealing with delight.
Then they both ran after him, calling after him.
"Pup!"
"Cub! Not again! Harry James Potter!"
Harry just ignored them, enjoying his freedom for as long as he could.