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AN: Hey guys. I'm not going to be able to update for at least a week because I've got midterms (fun!). So I'll see you after my grades come in and tell you guys if I did good or not. Deal? Awesome. Sorry if there are a lot of grammatical errors. Just tell me in a review and I'll fix it during the weekend.

Chapter 7: As Long as it isn't Serious

"It hurts, you know," Sirius started. He couldn't bear looking at Carlisle after the humiliation he put himself through. "You guys love him, I can see that. I'd be blind if I didn't, but it's still painful to know that he isn't with James and Lily." His eyes widened. "I didn't mean dead! I meant-"

"It's fine," Carlisle laughed. "I understand... you're right. We love him dearly. Esme and I didn't think that we would ever be able to raise a child then we were blessed with Harry. We truly do care for him."

Sirius sighed as he kicked the dirt on the ground. He flinched. After his little spat with Harry, he had gone for a shower and was given some of Carlisle's clothes to wear. Kicking the dirt caused some debris to land on shoes he didn't own. "At Azkaban, the only thing that kept me sane was the thought that Harry could be happy somewhere and right when I see that he is, I get angry. I'm a bloody prick is what I am. The only person that connects me to my best friend hates me."

"He doesn't hate you," he told him. Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Well maybe he isn't happy with you right now, but it'll blow over."

"Not for a while," he groaned. "How stupid could I get?"

Carlisle smiled at him. "If it makes you feel better, whenever Harry heard about you it was only the good stories. Remus tried reliving happy memories and we couldn't exactly tell Harry what happened to his parents because, well…"

"Oh Merlin, I'm sorry," Sirius moaned in horror. "I seriously am a big, fat meanie."

"Now, now," he laughed loudly. "Esme told Harry that wasn't nice to say. What would Harry think if he heard you calling yourself that?"

"He's the one who said I was one!"

"How did you even hear that, he was in the castle by then?"

"I have amazing hearing."

"Just like vampires."

Sirius smiled and they fell into a comfortable silence. "I guess you guys aren't that bad."

"Thank you."

"I'm still not comfortable around a bunch of blood thirsty vampires."

"You'll have to start getting comfortable soon. Alice will no doubt take you on a shopping trip this weekend."

"Oh joy," he said sarcastically. "Not only are vampires lethal but they can still torture you with hours of walking from store to store."

"At least you'll look fashionable."

"…Fair enough."

~*~

Sunlight flooded over Remus' eyelids. A heavy weight pressed down on his stomach and he let out a puff of air. He smiled when he saw Harry on top of him. "Good morning, cub," he yawned. A frown was imprinted on his face. "What's wrong?"

"Mummy and Daddy brought Uncle Sirius home from vacation."

His heart palpitated for a many moments before he could finally speak again. "And why is the little prince frowning about that?"

"He's a big fat meanie!" Remus nearly fell out of bed. "He said mummy and daddy are mean vampires that want to eat me! And you know what else he said?!"

"What?" He knew Harry's answer wouldn't be pleasant.

"He said mommy and daddy weren't my real mommy and daddy!" Harry's bottom lip began to tremble as he pressed his fists on Remus' chest. "They're my real mommy and daddy right, Uncle Moony? Uncle Sirius was just lying!"

Oh what to say…. Carlisle and Esme had been planning on telling Harry the truth when he was older and would understand it. Slowly wrapping his arm around Harry's shoulder, Remus brought him into a comforting hug. "Tell you what, cub. Why don't we talk to Carlisle and Esme later? I'm sure Uncle Sirius feels really bad for saying that to you. We can find him so he can say sorry to you."

Harry crossed his arms. "I told him to go away so we won't find him."

"Harry! That isn't a nice thing to say!"

"Well he's not a nice person!"

"He's a very nice person."

"No he isn't!"

"Yes, he is Harry. Uncle Sirius was just tired from vacation. He didn't know what he was saying."

"Yes he did, 'cause he's a big fat meanie!"

Remus gave him a stern look. "Did you call your Uncle Sirius a big fat meanie?" Harry looked up with a 'who, me?' expression on his face. "Harry James," he urged. The boy rolled his eyes with an exasperated sigh.

"Just once!"

"You'll apologize."

"I didn't do anything! He's the-"

"Big fat meanie, I know."

~*~

Sirius twiddled his thumbs nervously as he sat in front of Albus' desk. In a few moments, Remus would be walking through the doors to see him. He always imagined their reunion to be filled with hugs and tears and laughs but he really didn't know what would happen, especially after he had insulted that family that took Remus in as if he were their own. He also knew it would be completely different between the two. Their relationship could be strained by awkwardness and mistrust. Hopefully their relationship grew stronger if they realized how much they really could trust in each other. A knock at the door jolted Sirius out of his thoughts. He looked back in panic before turning back to Albus. "On second thought, I think I'm still sleepy. I'll just floo on over to my room and-"

The door creaked open and a laugh echoed in the room. "You don't think you're running away from me so soon, do you Padfoot?"

And their reunion was filled with laughter. And tears. And hugs.

~*~

"Remember when Harry was just a day old?"

"Of course I do."

"And we were arguing over who Harry's favorite Uncle would be…"

A short laugh. "James nearly killed us for waking the babe up."

"I think Harry answered that argument last night."

Sirius groaned as he pushed Remus' shoulder. "C'mon! I just got out of Azkaban. I can't think clearly after being locked up for so long. Don't you remember what happened that one time you and James locked me up in the closet?"

"An hour later you came out asking if the biscuits were done yet."

"Valid question."

"Mrs. Potter was cooking lunch, you git. She wasn't preparing a tea party for us."

"Oi, shut up! That just proves me right."

Remus smiled before he threw an arm around his friend. "Are you okay, Pads?"

"Well now I am," He stretched his arms up. "You'd think with all the money we give to the ministry they'd clean Azkaban up a bit. Maybe put in some lights… build a quidditch pitch to keep the prisoners in shape. Wouldn't want them wasting away when you could go on torturing them for years."

"Only you could make a joke about being locked up in Azkaban for four years."

Sirius shrugged with a laugh. "Better four years than ten. Twelve even."

"Twelve years in Azkaban?" Remus scrunched his nose. "You'd look horrifying. Imagine that. The fashion icon of the wizarding world looking old and…dare I say it…ugly."

"Old?! Ugly?! Moony, twelve years in Azkaban couldn't destroy my good looks."

"…Twenty?"

"Debatable."

"…Thirty."

"Maybe a little."

"Forty?"

"Who would lock me up in Azkaban for forty years? That's a horrendous crime to the women of the wizarding world."

Remus rolled his eyes. "Letting you back out was the crime to the women of the wizarding world. Women, beware. Sirius Black is on the loose once more."

"Just because I can get a woman-"

"Don't even try that. I'm quite an appealing person."

"Oh really?" Sirius laughed. "What are you? A twenty-something year old virgin?"

"Oh now you're crossing the line!" Remus growled, hitting Sirius on the back of the head before running down the corridor. "And no I'm not!"

"Right, and you have you shagged?!"

"Vampire named Tanya," He smirked as he watched Sirius try to catch up with him. "She'd kill me for saying that."

"What, cause you lied?" he panted.

"No, because I wasn't supposed to tell."

Sirius grabbed onto the collar of his friend's shirt to stop him. "Wait, are you being serious?"

Remus tugged his hand off and threw his arm backward to send Sirius spinning. With a shrug he dodged Sirius' hand. "I don't know, am I?"

"What note has one count?"

"A quarter note."

"What note has two counts?"

"A half note."

"What note has four counts?"

"A whole note!"

"Good job, Harry," Edward said happily. "Now let's go down to the Great Hall to have lunch with Uncle Remus and Uncle Sirius."

Harry pouted. "I don't want to have lunch with Uncle Sirius."

"Harry, he isn't as mean as you think he is."

"Yes he is!"

"Uncle Remus likes him."

"Uncle Remus is old and silly and daddy said when you get old you act silly!"

"Father didn't say that," Edward sighed. He picked Harry up and began carrying him out of the room. "He said that when you get older you get less silly."

"Lies."

"I'm not lying!"

"Lies," Harry sang, sticking his tongue out to his older brother. Edward laughed and kissed his cheek.

"Just give Uncle Sirius a chance. He didn't want to go on vacation because he didn't want to leave you. He really missed you."

He squirmed uncomfortably before glaring ahead. "No."

"Please?"

"No!"

"For me?"

"Why for you?"

"I'm your favorite brother," Edward stated in front of the Great Hall. He dropped Harry to his feet and took his hand as they walked in. Harry glanced up at him with a giggle. "What are you laughing about?" The raven-haired boy shook his head, still laughing. "Tell me now!"

"You're not my favorite brother, Jasper is!"

Jasper looked up from his table and laughed at the sour look on Edward's face. Emmett had nearly fallen into hysterics as Rosalie and Alice hid their grins. Esme and Carlisle smiled kindly at Edward as the vampire tried to hide the embarrassment on his face. "Yes, well…" he said with pursed lips. "Jasper doesn't teach you piano, now does he?"

"No but he reads to me."

"I read to you!"

"He's better."

"What does that mean?"

"He was in the army. That's cool." Harry brought his arms up as if he were holding an invisible gun and aimed at Jasper as he made noises that sounded like gunfire. Jasper grinned and picked him up before running around the Hall to make Harry laugh.

Edward stood in his spot and nearly pouted. "I wanted to be in the army."

Carlisle walked over and guided him to the table. "Now, now Edward. Don't be jealous. Harry doesn't know that you don't have to favor anyone."

"Yes, but he still favors Jasper over me."

"Hey," Emmett shrugged. "Me too but you don't see me crying."

"I'm not crying!"

"Only because it's physically impossible," Rosalie cut in.

"Oh shut up!"

"Oh Edward, it's okay," Alice giggled. "You'll feel better in no time."

He pinched the bridge of his nose as he forced out, "I'm fine."

"It's alright to feel jealous, sweetheart," Esme said, patting his head. With a groan Edward let his forehead fall to the table. He heard a creak next to him before the gloating tone in Jasper's voice floated to his ears.

"Harry and his favorite brother are back." Edward could practically hear the smirk.

"Jasper, stop trying to get your brother riled up."

"He isn't getting me riled up," Edward gritted through his teeth.

"I think he is," Esme said.

"I think I am," Jasper laughed.

"Jasper, shut up," Edward snapped.

"Make me!"

"BOYS!" Esme shouted as the two began wrestling on the cold floor. Harry jumped on Emmett's back and began cheering them on. "Boys! Enough!"

"Edward, Jasper, listen to your mother," Carlisle said sternly as he pulled them away from each other. The two vampires tried to lunge for each other again, but their attention was diverted by the entrance of two men. The stood straight and fell out of Carlisle's grip as the older vampire walked over to Remus and Sirius. "I trust you slept well?" He asked the latter.

Sirius nodded with a frown. "Is Harry okay?" Esme smiled at him as she walked over.

"He's fine."

"I just wanted-"

If you apologize one more time I don't think we'll forgive you," She said with a teasing grin. Sirius chuckled, rubbing the back of his next sheepishly. "Come on. If you want to make it up to Harry any time soon, you're going to have to get close to him." Harry had climbed off of Emmett's back and was now sitting next to his big brother with his arms crossed. Sirius sat across from him with a tiny smile. "Harry, say hello to your Uncle." Harry scoffed and looked away. "Harry James!" Esme scolded.

"Hello, Uncle Sirius. How was your day?" he asked. Esme rolled her eyes. Harry may be a child but he always acted so formal when he didn't like someone. "Hiya, Uncle Moony!" the boy shouted just to prove her point. Sirius' shoulders slumped slightly.

"So, Harry… Uncle Moony told me you like reading."

"Yes." With a quick swipe at the plate before him a sandwich appeared in Harry's hand. He closed his eyes, took a bite, and quickly chewed the food in his mouth.

"What do you like to read?"

"Anything as long as it isn't serious."

"Harry James Cullen," Esme gasped. Carlisle shook his head while Rosalie snickered behind her hand. Harry grinned at her as she gave him a thumbs-up.

"Stop encouraging him, Rosalie," Carlisle told her sternly. She flipped her hair back with a scoff.

"The jerk deserved it."

"Where do you learn to say these things?" Esme asked, still shocked and horrified at the attitude Harry had.

Carlisle stared at his son. "Probably Emmett."

"Hey!" Emmett shouted in defense. "I didn't teach him anything."

"Well Edward is the one who gives him daily lessons and I just can't see him teaching Harry to be such a wise guy," Remus cut in.

"Burn," Edward whispered to Alice although he knew that all of them could here him. Emmett glared as they laughed quietly. Rosalie smirked at her husband.

"It's okay, sweetie. Just because you teach Harry to be such a little smart-aleck doesn't mean we love you any less."

"I didn't teach Harry anything!" He said in annoyance.

"It's probably why Harry turned out so smart," Jasper told him. Emmett growled as they fell into another round of laughter.

Esme rubbed his forehead. "Children, stop laughing at your brother. Harry, apologize to your uncle."

"But he's mean," Harry pouted.

"He's not mean, you're being mean. Now apologize to your uncle!"

"How do you know he's my uncle?" Harry leaned in, thinking that he caught her.

"He isn't your real uncle, he's your godfather."

Harry fell back with a large frown. "Uncle Moony is my godfather."

"No," Carlisle corrected. "We named Uncle Remus your second godfather because Uncle Sirius was away."

"So…Uncle Sirius wasn't a good godfather?"

"No!"

"He wasn't?"

"He was!"

"But he went away and you had to make Uncle Remy my godfather."

"Harry-" Carlisle sighed. "Uncle Sirius is just as good of a godfather as Uncle Remus is."

Harry fell into silence before he turned back. "But daddy he's mean."

"I'm not mean," Sirius whined. "I was just acting stupid last night because I was tired and I just came back from vacation."

He sighed in exasperation. "Fine! Can I just eat my sandwich now?"

Esme glared at him. "We will talk about this later, young man."

Esme and Carlisle could feel their hearts suddenly start to beat as Harry snuggled closer to them on his bed. The two were lying on either side of him, smiling softly as they waited for him to settle in. Harry's unruly hair was brushing the sides of his forehead and his emerald eyes shone as he looked at his parents. A beautiful smile was on his face and a light blush was visible on his cheeks. Esme brushed her fingers across his cheek and reveled in the softness of his skin. "Harry, darling?" He nodded in acknowledgement that he was listening. "You know daddy and I love you very much right?"

"I love you too, silly mummy," he said.

She laughed as she threaded her fingers in his soft hair. "Harry we love you so much but…"

"When Uncle Sirius said we weren't your real parents, he wasn't lying." Harry's eyes snapped up to see him. "Mommy and I adopted you."

"What does adopted mean?" Harry whispered.

"It means that we found you and made you a part of our family because we love you so much."

"So… Uncle Sirius isn't a big fat meanie?"

Carlisle shook his head. "I'm sorry son. Do you remember Uncle Peter?"

"Uncle Moony's friend."

Esme shook her head. "Uncle Peter isn't Uncle Moony's friend anymore. We found out that Uncle Peter was bad, remember?"

Harry narrowed his eyes before giggling. "Edward threw him into the wall!"

"Right," Carlisle tried not to laugh. "Well Uncle Peter helped a bad man make your real mother and father go away so we promised we'd take care of you for them."

"Who were my real mommy and daddy?"

"Your mommy was a pretty woman named Lily and your daddy was a handsome man named James. You look just like them, sweetheart," Esme sighed. "They'd be so proud to see what a beautiful boy you've become."

"So mommy Lily and daddy James were nice like you?" Harry asked.

Carlisle nodded. "They were very nice and they loved you so much. They were sad when they had to go away."

"Where are they now?"

The two glanced at each other. "When you were still a baby, we told you that your parents went to heaven. Heaven is a place where you become angels, like Alice said.

"Oh… so where did Uncle Sirius go?"

"Uhm," Esme started. "Uncle Sirius… went away… because he got in trouble."

"Why'd he get in trouble?" Harry frowned. "Did he say something mean?"

"Harry," she said sternly. "Uncle Sirius got in trouble because they thought he was the one who helped the bad man make your mommy and daddy go away."

"But that was Uncle Peter!"

"The Wizarding World can be silly sometimes, sweetheart, but it's all better now."

Harry still had a frown on his face as he slid down and closed his eyes to sleep. "I should say sorry, huh?" he whispered.

"Yes, son," Carlisle said just as softly.

"You love me like Mommy Lily and Daddy James did?"

"We love you very much."

He opened one eye to look at them before he yawned loudly. "I love you too," he murmured before falling asleep.