Disclaimer: See Prologue
A/N: A quick update because I needed something to distract me from over-revising for this afternoon's exam. Also, this shouldn't surprise me but Wikipedia has a picture of the camera Lupin uses which, for anyone who actually cares, is a Kodak Retina IIIC 1957

Opening the box had been easier physically than the last, but both Lupin and Sirius shared an almost apologetic glance as the latter pulled off the lid.

Sirius held up the photograph and Lupin visibly relaxed, smiling in response, even telling his friend to stop marking it with his fingerprints.

Harry held out his hand for it and stared down at a photograph of Sirius, Lupin and Peter sitting at a kitchen table, in a room painted a soothing duck egg blue. The three young men dipped spoons into a remarkably small pot in the centre of the table. Harry just about made out his mother staring at them and shaking her head slowly.

"That wasn't long after you were born," Sirius told Harry, an expression that could have been guilt, in his eyes.

"God knows what you'll think of us," murmured Lupin.

January 1981

"Thing is, James," said Sirius, obviously planning this mode of attack very carefully. "You need to come out with us more often. We're on the brink of replacing you with Mundungus Fletcher. In fact, the only reason we haven't is because Remus pointed out that he would probably steal the clothes off our backs."

James Potter couldn't help but laugh. "If you hadn't noticed, not only am I supposed to be watching my back these days but I also have a five month old baby."

Sirius shrugged. "Well, you can't say I didn't warn you. When Dung starts calling himself Prongs, don't come crying to me."

James raised his eyebrows. "Oh really?"

"Unless you come out with us tomorrow night, yes."

"I can't, Sirius. I can't leave Lily with Harry for most of the night when he won't sleep."

Sirius grinned. "Come out for lunch with us then. Moony never feeds me properly and he'll be up for it and you know Peter, he's always hungry. I tell you, since I took Moony's spare room; I haven't eaten a decent meal. I swear to God, he hardly eats at all. He just snacks."

James laughed, nodding. "We'll see. Owl me next time you're out. Where is Remus anyway? The pair of you are joined at the hip now, aren't you?"

Sirius gave him a half-smile. "Whenever Nancy isn't around." He grinned back as James winced. "He's in the kitchen, snacking. Lily asked him to finish up the yogurts you made her buy and won't touch."

James was relieved. "Thank God for that. They're foul! Pads, they've got bits in."

Sirius made a face. "Doesn't that make them healthy?"

"Exactly."

At the sound of Harry's cries and Lily's almost growl of frustration, James threw his friend an almost pleading glance before heading upstairs, leaving Sirius to troop back to the kitchen.

"How's the yogurt?"

Lupin looked up. "It's amazing. I've seriously never eaten anything like it in my life."

"No, neither has James. Has she drugged it or something?"

Lupin shrugged. "I don't know but it doesn't taste anything like yogurt. Get a spoon."

Sirius did as he was told and sat beside his flatmate, bringing the spoon to his mouth as one might do had it been loaded with arsenic. His eyes widened as he swallowed. "That's pretty good actually."

Lupin nodded and reloaded his spoon.

"They're really small pots though," Sirius noted. "I wonder why they do that. Do you know who makes this stuff? We have to get some!"

Lupin shrugged. "Lil said something about it being a Muggle brand that James had seen an advert for and thought he was cool for having some in the house. It's probably Müller, my mother loves the stuff."

He didn't like the look in Sirius' eyes.

"Your mother loves it, does she?" he asked, smirking. "So, you know if I covered myself in it…?"

Lupin hit him with the spoon. "It didn't hurt." He grinned though. "At least my Dad's out of the picture, so I don't have to hate you quite as much anymore."

It was the first time in three years that Lupin had fully acknowledged his father's death, let alone made something of a joke about him. Sirius wasn't entirely sure what to say to that and for the first time in his life, was grateful for Peter's sudden appearance.

"Alright, chaps?"

"Yeah," answered Sirius. "Get a spoon. You have to taste this."

The three men were now taking minute spoonfuls of the stuff, not wanting to take the last of it.

"If the three of you like it so much, there are six pots," Lily told them, flicking the switch of the kettle. "James is seeing to him for a change. Does anyone want some tea?"

Sirius, willing to scrounge off anyone, and Remus, addicted to caffeine and sugar, both nodded. Peter shook his head and followed the trail of the pot, scooping out goo that was of a very odd shade and consistency for yogurt.

Lily gasped. "How much of that have you had?"

"Only the one," replied Sirius. "But don't worry; we'll make a decent start on the others now."

"It's Harry's," she shrieked. "I'm trying to wean him onto solids with those."

"Well that explains it," exclaimed Peter, grinning inanely. "It was very nice anyway."

As Lily watched in horror, the Marauders shared an embarrassed glance before all three at once, dived their spoons into the pot, knowing this was the last spoonful they would get.

CLICK!

"You left this in the living room," said James, tossing the camera across the room to Remus, who he knew would catch it and reprimand him for negligence towards his Kodak baby. "What's the matter?"

Lily, finally able to see the funny side, abandoned her tea and nudged her husband out of her way, laughing to herself as she followed the sounds of her son who was already waking up after a three and a half minute sleep.

"We're stealing your son's food," said Sirius, casually. "We saved you some."

"You ate my son's food?"

Lupin at least had the decency to look moderately ashamed of himself. Even Peter stared out of the window in response.

"I was performing my godfatherly duties," Sirius assured him. "Poison testing. James, you hear such horror stories."

If James was alarmed by this, he hid it well. Frowning slightly and wondering if this was some sort of sick joke, he took Sirius' spoon and stirred the remainder of the cream coloured substance before tentatively tasting it.

"Well gents, I say we crack open another pot."

Lupin's head shot up. "You're not serious? What'll you tell Lily?"

James shrugged. "We summoned up all our Gryffindor courage and tested them for poison."