It was several hours before Dad returned to the house. Me, Meg, and the twins were sat around the table with Remus, who I had called as soon as we got home. He was white faced and had his eyes closed, I had just finished retelling him what had happened.

"You two." Dad said, pointing wearily at Charisa and William. "Are staying here until further notice." He sat in his favourite chair near the fire.

"Dad?" I asked testily.

"Harry, when I saw something to you, I expect you to do it, without question."

"But…"

"Without Question Harry, do you understand?"

"Yes dad." I said miserably.

He held out his arms for a hug and I suddenly realised that this is what I needed, just a hug from my dad. Meg came over as well.

"Daddy, how's Mummy?" She asked in a tiny voice, a few tears leaking out of the corner of her eyes.

"She's… fine, she'll be fine."

"Can we go see her?"

"Tomorrow, it's too late tonight."

Charisa made a sound near the door and Dad let go of me and Meg to hug Charisa and Will.

Will stood away, but Charisa started to cry on Dad's shoulder. "Wh…wh…what will ha…happen to d…da…dad?" She sobbed.

Dad tensed up. "I don't know, I mean there was witnesses, and we cant find Pettigrew, well that's a lie, all we could find of Pettigrew was his finger, but there is so much more body parts around then we believe that he was blown to smithereens."

"But you believe Sirius don't you?" I asked suddenly.

Dad frowned, and Remus watched him, his face still, unreadable.

"Yes, but the head of the department wants him to go straight to Azkaban, with no trial."

"What????"

"Well, the evidence against him is pretty big."

"But he didn't do it!" I said indignantly. "Dad, he's innocent!"

"Well, he hasn't exactly acted like an innocent man has he Harry?"

"yes" I said defiantly.

"Well, even your mum saw him raise his wand against Peter…"

"BUT HE DIDN'T DO IT!!!" I yelled across him.

Dad just raised his eyebrow. "Don't shout at me." He said coldly.

I cast my eyes to the ground. "Sorry Dad."

"Bed time now children. Will, you're sharing with Harry, Charisa…"

"I'm with Meg."

Dad nodded slowly. We all made our way upstairs, I was last. As I left the kitchen I heard Remus talk.

"Do you think there's anyway of him getting off?"

"Honestly…no. From what we got from the witnesses he was angry, raised his wand, and sparks came out before the explosion. Then he just laughed. I know what Peter did but still he shouldn't have pursued."

"There's no hope for him then?" Remus said in his quiet voice.

"No." Dad said his voice cracking. "The thing is, I know Sirius, he may well have done it…"

I didn't listen to what dad said next. He thought Sirius had done it. I went up to my bed. Will was already in the spare bed, he was staring unseeingly up at the ceiling. I climbed into mine, thoughts running through my head.

Was Sirius really innocent?

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The next day we went to go see Mum. She was up and out of bed, looking pale but dressed in a black jumper.

"Hi." She said in a quiet voice. Meg went over to cuddle her. She held her arms open for me, and the twins. I gave her a quick hug and Charisa snuggled into her. Will stayed where he was.

Mum managed a shaky smile. "I thought that we could all go out today, we'll go get Harry's wand and school stuff, then lets go to the zoo." She said. I grinned, I was getting my wand!

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Mum and I went into Ollivanders together, Dad waited outside with the kids. A small man with huge eyes stared at me as mum rang the bell.

"I thought I would be seeing you soon Mr. Potter." He said in a strangely mystical voice. He blinked up at Mum, who smiled fondly at a memory.

"I remember selling your parents their first wands."

"And I remember buying it." Mum said softly.

"Yours was Willow with a Phoenix core. 10 ½ inches, good for Charms."

"Yes, still is."

"And your father, James, his was good for transfiguration." Ollivander finished. He came over so he was stood beside me and took out a measuring tape. He took some notes then darted around the shop pulling out wands. He practically threw a wand at me, I waved it but it didn't do anything.

After the first 4 wands he moved closer to me slowly, carrying a box, and looking at it in confusion.

"I wonder." He muttered to himself. I shot a look of complete puzzlement at Mum, who just smiled at me. Ollivander gave me the wand, and instantly I felt my hand grow warm, as if I was holding a cup of hot chocolate and a gold mist came out of the end.

"Curious." Ollivander said. "Very Curious."

Mum and I share expressions of bewilderment.

"Sorry." I said carefully. "But what's curious?"

"I remember every wand I've ever sold Mr Potter. The phoenix in that wand gave another feather, just one. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand, when its brother gave you that scar."

Mum looked horrified.

"You mean, my core is the same as Voldemorts?"

"I think we will expect great things from you Mr Potter, after all he-who-must-not-be-named did great things, terrible, yes, but great."

Mum quickly paid Ollivander for my wand and ushered me from the shop. I could feel the old mans eyes on me until we left the area.

"You ready?" Dad said to Mum as we walked towards the Leaky Cauldron. Mum nodded. We left Diagon Alley behind and went into Muggle London.