Note: My apologies for this taking so long to write and in order to compensate for that I'll give you a little clue in as to what's happening next chapter….So you remember that mysterious visitor Remus has? Well guess who's joining the dinner party……

Promise

I turned the door knob and was immediately assaulted with a barrage of sight, sounds, and smells…the smells were wonderful; the sights and sounds however were a much different story. Pots sizzling and crackling, utensils falling left and right; flour practically covered the entire kitchen and the areas that were untouched were instead stacked with dirty dishes.

My observations were cut short when I heard a shout of, "My stew!"

I saw Sirius burst through another door entrance I hadn't noticed before; looking as if the apocalypse was around the corner and the fate of the world rested in whether or not the pot stew survived. By looking at it I have to admit the chances were slim to none.

Sirius immediately turned the burner off and opened the pot lid. Stew was spilling in large bubbly quantities off the pot, but it didn't deter Sirius' mission to rescue it in the least. He grabbed a ladle and began stirring the stew in a vain attempt to cool it off.

"Please be alright, please be alright! I promise I didn't mean to leave you on the burner for so long; it was an honest mistake! Bugger! No, no, no NO! You cannot do this to me. Not after I promised everyone a delightful, scrumptious, mouth watering home cooked meal. No one can make a stew like I can!"

Sirius was stirring so frantically that it was no shock when a glob of stew went flying at him and hit him square on his cheek.

"Ow! That was my bloody face you ungrateful, pitiful excuse of sustenance! I slave after you since this morning, I took such care in preparing you, and this is how you repay me! You spit at me, well let it be known that Sirius Black doesn't take rubbish from anyone, including you!"

With that Sirius threw open a window and proceeded to toss the pot and the stew outside.

"Sirius Black always has the last laugh!" He shouted and with a triumphant smile, he slammed the windows shut.

What happened next was pure bad luck on Sirius' part. The stew that had spilled over early had managed to make its way onto the floor causing Sirius to slip and fall as soon as he took one step away from the widow.

Instead of getting up right away, Sirius opted on simply lying there, looking the picture perfect model of a defeated man.

"Look at what my life has become. I a fort- I mean, I am a thirty-seven year old man, wearing an apron, who fights with food and then proceeds to lose said fight with food. I have nothing left to live for! Wait, no, that's not true I have Remy. Remy! Oh what would he think seeing his mate on the floor defeated by beef stew? I'm a pathetic excuse of a mate." He glanced at the stew he had slipped on and said, "I admit defeat, you have won the battle, but not the war! I will still make the best supper known to man because I promised my mate and not even the bane of my existence is going to make me break a promise to the man that I love!"

He picked himself off the floor quicker than I thought was possible and immediately went back to work. I saw him grab some ingredients, but after a few moments he paused and had a contemplative look on his face.

"What should I make?"

I finally decided it was time to step in.

"I don't mean to interrupt, but I believe I have a suggestion."

Sirius whipped his head in my direction and looked surprised, confused, and startled. However, a blinding smile adorned his face a second later and he was radiating happiness.

"Harry, you're here!"

He came running at me and pulled me in a bear hug that lifted me off the floor. After a moment he let me down and kissed me on my forehead.

"Cub it's been too long, but you're here now and that's all that matters." He pulled me into a gentler embrace than the previous one and I gladly returned it. Remus, Sirius, and the Weasley's were my family and I cherished any time I could spend with them.

Sirius let go of me after a few minutes and looked me straight in the eye, "Now aside from almost coddling you to death, what was that suggestion that you had for me."

I put on my most mischievous smile and said, "Oh you'll see."

It was going to be a delightful, scrumptious, mouth watering home cooked meal indeed.