Forthcoming

I was queasy and jittery; I don't think apparating will ever set well with me. I peered around the Goth looking manor and couldn't stop the cold shiver that ran down my spine. No matter how much time Sirius and Mrs. Weasley put into cleaning up the place, it still looked like a horror movie train wreck. It certainly didn't help matters that Kreacher only added to the look, and speaking of the hideously sinister devil, there he was by the stairs sneering. A "blood tainted traitor" comment on the tip of his tongue, but before he could get it out Mrs. Weasley bee lined her way into the room.

"Harry dear, how have you been? Those relatives of yours weren't too terrible were they? Ah, never mind that, look at you darling, you've grown!"

It was true, I had grown, a full two inches and believe me those two inches were what I prided myself on. When you're a teenage male and you're only 5"6 even an inch of growth is a god send. Other than my sudden growth spurt I still looked the same. My glasses were the same, my slightly on the skinny side body was still the same, my hair is still the untamable disaster that its always been, and without even looking in a mirror I can tell you that I have green eyes and a scar.

For the most part everyone else looked the same, subtle changes here and there but nothing overly dramatic, and for that I was glad. Familiarity was something I cherished these days.

"Mrs. Weasley have you seen Sirius?" I was curious to see if he had changed, he was the only one that I actually hoped had changed drastically. Compared to the last time I had seen him…..I mean he just couldn't get any worse.

"Silly me, of course he'd be the first one you'd want to see. Ron if you would please take Harry's things to your room, and Hermione if you would kindly inform the rest of my children to be down for supper in ten minutes. Thank you dears." Ron and Hermione immediately went up stairs to complete their tasks and Mrs. Weasley then turned to Remus.

"Remus," she said softly as if revealing a secret, "your visitor has arrived and is expecting you in the study. I would go quickly, he has been waiting for some time, and the last thing this household needs is his irate temper unleashed." At this point she was facing me. "Harry, if you go to the left and continue down the hall, you'll reach the last door in the corridor and that's were Sirius is. Help him if you can, dear; trust me he needs it no matter how much he says otherwise." She seemed satisfied with her cryptic answer and then promptly kissed my forehead and went through a door to the right that I was fairly sure wasn't there before.

I was about to go find Sirius when I noticed Remus was still in the room. I turned and stared at him with unmasked curiosity. Should he not have been with his company by now?

"Harry before I go I just wanted to ask you something….in private." His tone was anxious and I became weary of this upcoming conversation.

"What is it Remus?"

"Harry….do you remember your dream?" Actually asking his question seemed to put him on more edge.

"What dream?" I blurted, but I regretted what I said instantly because I realized it wasn't true. While I couldn't recall the events that took place I knew there was a dream and I knew with utmost clarity that there was another person involved. But if I had all this information then why….

"Why can't I remember?" I asked him despairingly.

He gave me a sympathetic gazed and then ignoring my question, he asked a question of his own.

"Harry, you must answer me truthfully; it is of the utmost importance. How long exactly have you had these dreams?" He looked so very serious for something as trivial as what I happened to see and do while I was unconscious.

"They've just started a few weeks ago actually. At first it was just once maybe twice a week, but now it's either every other night or every night." This only seemed to make him more distressed.

"Oh pup," He pulled me into his arms rested his head on top of mine, "only you. I swear only you could get yourself into this mess."

'Me? What did I do?' But before I could voice this he let go of me and kissed my forehead.

"Well you best be on your way. Merlin knows what more trouble Sirius has gotten into now that he's had even more time to himself." He smiled a small little smile and then headed to what I could only presume was the study.

'What have I done?' I questioned myself as if hoping some part of me would know and answer back, but I had no such luck. I needed to get my mind off this so I began my walk to find Sirius, but the whole way there I couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen soon. Whether it was good or bad I suppose I was just going to have to find out.