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"Harry, calm down, we'll be there soon," Hermione reminds him, Harry sighs dejectedly.

"I know that I just…I dunno." Hermione puts an arm around his shoulders supportively.

"It's going to be fine mate," Ron tells him, Harry takes a breath, nodding.

"Anything from the trolley dears?" Harry looks over.

"James, we're back."

"Dada back."

"WHAT THE SHIT?!"

"Now that's some bad language, wouldn't want Prongslet picking up on that, would you Lils?"

"Sirius Orion Black why is there a freaking deer in my living room?!"

"Well…um…that's a bit of a long story."

"Tell it, now."

"…Think it might be time, Mate."

"…"

"Dada!"

"…James. Fleamont. Potter."

"I can explain!"

Harry blinks, seeing the trolley witch and both his friends watching him in concern.

"Um, no, thank you."

"Remember something else?" Ron asks, beginning to recognise the look on his mate's face. Harry nods slowly.

"My Dad's Animagus form." Hermione looks over excitedly, she'd been particularly interested in that story. So much so that McGonagall and Remus had spent ten long minutes reminding her that she mustn't attempt it until she is of age, though McGonagall did offer to help her with it when the time comes. Her face had lit up as the Professor commented that she had no doubts about Hermione's ability to succeed.

"Well go on then, what was it?" Ron asks, Harry chuckles.

"A Stag."

"…wicked."

"So, end of term thoughts on Uncle Moony?" Harry asks, both he and Hermione looking at Ron.

"I don't hate him," Ron begins, Harry's face falls, Ron smirks, "In fact, he seems like an all right guy." Harry grins as Hermione shoves Ron playfully.

"We're here," She says a moment later, looking out of the window at the approaching station.

They get off, looking around wildly. And there, standing by a pillar, everyone giving him a wide berth despite the papers being slathered in his innocence, is Sirius Black. Harry grins, sprinting over to his Uncle who hugs him tightly when he reaches him. Ron and Hermione look on, smiles on their faces, endless relief that Remus and Sirius had managed to talk Dumbledore into allowing him to take Harry away from the Dursley's. Though, Remus seems to think it was Andromeda putting her foot down about it that really go it done, Harry thinks Remus is just afraid of Tonks' mother.

"All right Harry?" Sirius asks, Harry chuckles, holding onto his Uncle tightly.

"Yeah, all right."

"Ah, Harry, there you are dear." Harry pulls away from Sirius, turning and smiling brightly.

"Mrs Weasley," He says happily, accepting the hug she gives him, "Uncle Padfoot, this is Mrs Weasley, my friend Ron's Mum, she's brilliant. Mrs Weasley, this is my God-Father, Sirius Black." Harry looks nervous at how this would be taken, but Molly merely smiles.

"It's good to meet you Mr Black, Ginny wrote to me about you. And Mr Lupin of course, the kid's are rather fond of him." Sirius smiles happily.

"He always has been a people person. It's wonderful to meet you too. Harry speaks very highly of you," He replies, Molly seeming very touched by that.

"Oh, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, George, Fred, this is my Uncle Padfoot."

"Ah, so these are the infamous Weasley twins," Sirius says with a smirk, the two look nervous, "Moony's told me a lot about you two, I'm impressed." Their faces split into beaming smiles, "It's good to meet all of you, Harry's told me a lot about you all over the last few weeks. I'm glad he's had people around that have been so good to him."

"Uncle Padfoot!" Harry complains, Sirius chuckles, ruffing his hair.

"Well, we'd best be off. Have to make sure Moony hasn't been poisoned by the house elf."

"You have a house elf?" Hermione asks, face pinched.

"I imagine he would have inherited it," Molly jumps in, "The Blacks were a very prominent and very rich family back then, not unlike the Malfoys," She tells the kids, trying to warn them almost. It's not that she thinks Sirius will be anything like Lucius Malfoy, only that he may view things differently because of how he is raised and she doesn't want them to crucify him for it when a simple conversation could alleviate confusion.

"Right, Uncle Moony said you got disowned because they were all terrible people."

"They were indeed," Sirius says, nodding and looking unbothered.

"If you don't like your family and you got your house elf from them, why don't you just free him?" Hermione asks lightly, trying to be subtle. Ron and Harry both sigh.

"Trust me, I would love to. We've never really gotten along, he's rather horrid. But House elves like serving people. Unless they are in a really bad situation, a lot of them won't want to be freed. He might not like me, but Kreacher was very fond of my brother and my mother. To release him would take him from the service of them as well. It would be like kicking him out of a family he loves very much." Hermione frowns but nods, "Besides, job prospects for free house elves are probably rather abysmal. The world doesn't make it easy for non-humans to be employed."

"Do you think he's doing okay?" Harry asks, not saying Dobby's name because it always causes the elf to show up.

"I doubt Mr Malfoy has made it easy for him, he did attack him after all."

"Only because he tried to kill me."

"He what?" Ron asks.

"Didn't I ever tell you what spell it was he tried to cast?"

"No," Hermione says, looking worried, Harry looks around awkwardly.

"Erm, I'll tell you later."

"Someone tried to kill you?" Sirius asks in alarm.

"Don't worry, people try to do that a lot." Ginny facepalms, "It's not a big deal, it hasn't worked yet, has it?"

"That's not the point Harry! People can't just go around trying to kill you!" Sirius tells him, Harry shrugs.

"I'm fine. Anyway, this house elf saved my life after I tricked his Master into freeing him. We're just concerned about what's happened to him in the months since." Sirius frowns.

"Can you get in contact with him? I could always employ him at the manner. Of course, then he'd have to deal with Kreacher. I wonder how many house elves out there don't have anywhere to go," Sirius suddenly says, "I should look into that, I might be able to set up some sort of support network or housing or something for them." Hermione's face lights up.

"If you need any help at all with that, let me know," She tells him strongly, he nods. Harry and Ron exchange looks and shrug.

"Us too."

"Maybe it's not just House elves who could use the help," Ginny says quietly, the group looks at her.

"Well you said getting a job is hard for all non-humans, right? What about the other people who can't get jobs just because they aren't human?" Sirius frowns, obviously, to those who know the truth, thinking of Remus.

"Remus' Dad works in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. I'll get in touch with him, see what I may be able to do. Good thinking Miss Weasley," Sirius tells her, she flushes but seems happy.

"Right, well, we'll see you around Mr Black."

"Please, call me Sirius."

"Molly."

"Bye Mrs Weasley."

"Good bye Harry dear, feel free to stop round any time. Both of you."

They say good bye to everyone until it's only Harry and Sirius left.

"Home then Prongslet?" Sirius asks, holding a hand out. Harry smiles, nodding and taking the offered hand.

"Home."


NOTE:

I'm just feeling the need to explain that the reason Molly is so chill with Sirius is because after hearing about his connection to Harry from Ginny, she wrote to Dumbledore to find out what was going on. Dumbledore said he's all good and Molly trusts Dumbledore emphatically so at that point she was like 'mmkay, he is Harry's family he is my family, hello new son who is probably not much younger than me but he's skin and bone I must feed him.'