Dinner With The Potters

A/N: ENJOY R&R PLZ!

"You know we may be able to get through second year tonight and save some time," commented Hermione.

"Good," said Sirius. "The faster we finish the faster we can start planning how to fix it."

"If his first year was such an emotional roller coaster I hate to think about the following years," James noted.

"More of a reason to get it over with, so we can change it," Sirius stated. James stared at his best friend for moment before Lily's voice distracted him.

"Well then perhaps we should have dinner now. Professors will you be joining us?" Lily asked.

"As lovely as that sounds I'm afraid I have to decline, I must return to Hogwarts." Albus stood up and strode over to the fireplace. He turned inquiringly to Professor McGonagall who expressed the same sentiment and joined him.

After they had left, Lily turned to the others, "Well if you want dinner on time you're going to have to pitch in." Hermione moved to follow the rest into the kitchen when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

It was James. "Just a second Mya may I have a word with you?" Hermione nodded and the pair walked back into the living room.

"What is it James?" She asked although she had feeling she knew what it was.

"Sirius," she was right, "When do we find out about him?"

"In Harry's third year so by tomorrow you'll know everything," Hermione mentally cringed at just the thought of their reactions.

James knew he was pushing his luck but he had to know, "How bad?"

Hermione contemplated dodging the question but the look on James' face made her think better of it, "Bad. James I won't lie to you, Harry's years at Hogwarts are not going to be easy for you to hear. You've just gotten a taste of it. But that year in particular I know is going to be hard for you but I can't tell you anything and quite frankly there isn't anything that I could tell you that will make it any easier. Just hold on to the fact that you could change it for the better."

Unbeknownst to them, Sirius was listening to every word. He would definitely change things if he had anything to say about it. But what happened? He leaned back on the wall, staring the ceiling. Mya said he sought revenge but against who? Why? And for what? He turned his head towards the kitchen door, he could see Lily and Remus bustling around and Harry in his high chair. Was this it? He sought revenge for whoever had brought an end to this and Lily and James' lives. But that would mean he actually knew the bastard that did it. He remembered Dumbledore mentioning a spy in the Order, so it's likely that would be the person who would betray them. But that still came back to the question of whom, well he would know by tomorrow. He sucked in a breath and rearranged his features in a happy face. He walked into the living room and called out, "Who are you two doing in here?"

James smiled at his best mate, "Just talking Padfoot. Come on lets go get something to eat." He clapped the animagus on the back and left the living room with Hermione following

"So anything interesting for the next year Mya?" Remus asked as they dug into dinner. Lily had lain out a feast; roast chicken, pasta, steamed and buttered vegetables, mashed potatoes, and for dessert chocolate cake. The red-head assured Hermione that this was typical meal in her house and joked that she sometimes felt she was feeding animals then remembered, in a way, she really was.

"Well you finally get to meet Ginny if you count that as interesting," she said knowing full well they did.

"Oh good, so what is she like?" James questioned.

"She is a year younger than us so this is her first year at Hogwarts and has a huge crush on Harry. She couldn't speak a word in his presence and had a knack for dropping things around him." Hermione remembered amusedly.

"Oooh a fan girl." James was excited now.

Lily rolled her eyes, "Yes James we all know how much you enjoyed your 'fan girls'."

"James had fan girls?" Hermione speared a piece of broccoli while looking at Lily but it was Remus who answered.

"Oh yes. He was one of the finest chasers in school and Quidditch captain to boot. Lily remember Claudia Stevens?"

Lily grimaced, "Hard to forget the girl who flashed James during a game."

Sirius let out a guffaw, "I swear he nearly fell out of the air."

"I nearly did too," James put in dryly. "But what about you Pads? Remember Rebecca Finewood?"

"Ah yes," Sirius beamed reminiscently, "She asked me sign her hip with lipstick after we won the cup in fourth year."

"Nah mate, that was Jessica Lansbury. Rebecca was the one who sent you that sent you that naughty valentine that blew heart kisses." James reminded him.

"Oh right, well that's still nothing on Remus," he ruffled the werewolf's hair affectionately.

"Wait Remus? I thought he was the good one." Hermione looked startled to hear this about her former professor.

"So did I for that matter," Lily's eyes bounced to all the men at the table.

"The good one? Ha! Remus was just quieter about his go-arounds that's all." The women stared at Remus who was trying to look anywhere but at them.

"Remy, remember Ms. Amy Benett?" Sirius asked. Remus blushed and replied with a barely audible 'yes'.

James chuckled, "You mean the one that snuck into Remus's bed on Halloween?"

"I keep telling you nothing happened!" Remus cried in his defence.

"Yes well, all we know is that she didn't leave until the next morning and judging by the hickey on her neck, you weren't doing homework." Remus having no comeback for this fell silent while his best friends shook with laughter. Hermione and Lily exchanged a shocked glance which quickly dissolved into the giggles that made the men laugh harder. Remus soon gave up and laughed too. Just then little Harry yawned wide and made a noise that brought the adults' attention to him.

"I guess it's someone's bedtime," Lily moved to get up but Hermione stopped her.

"Lily you haven't finished eating yet and I'm done, I'll take him up." Hermione did her best to imitate the 'you-dare-not-argue' look.

"Are you sure Mya? He needs to be changed too."

"Positive, you eat. Come on Harry," She picked up the baby who gurgled sleepily.

Lily relented, "Ok pajamas are in the top dresser drawer and diapers are on the tray next to the changing table."

"Got it, see you in a minute," she took the baby upstairs and into the nursery. Thank god for Teddy, she thought as she changed his diaper. She had helped Harry look after his godson and had gotten plenty of practice. Once she was done Harry didn't look quite ready to sleep yet so she sat in the rocking chair with him and rocked him softly. "Oh Harry, I hope this plan works." The infant nuzzled his face in her chest, one hand tangled in her hair. How like Harry, she thought with a smile, comforting and supporting even now. She held the hand that was in her hair and brought it to her lips. "You're right, nothing to do but close my eyes and hope for the best." By this time the baby had fallen asleep. She dropped a light kiss on his forehead and placed him in the crib. She tucked him and turned on the nightlight. As she left the room she flicked off the main lights and right before she closed the door she whispered, "Good night Harry."