Remus dressed, grabbed his wand and apparated out of his chamber and into his living room. He showered, dressed in fresh clothes and sat down on the couch. Remus watched the sun go down splashing the sky with blues and pinks. The sun dipped down out of site leaving darkness in its place.

Hedwig flew in through an open window landing on the coffee table in front of Remus. He took the letter, once recognizing the writing he quickly opened it and read,

Moony,

What is going on with Padfoot? When is he being released? Hedwig will stay with you until you send her back with your reply. Hope you are well and staying safe and take things lightly. I promise to explain.

Sincerely,

Harry Potter

Remus reread the letter two more times. He then stared at the signed name. 'How can it be? How can he know so much? Is he a seer? Does it really matter? All that should matter is that an innocent man should be released soon. Where is Dumbledore?

Remus heard a 'crack' sound, "ALBUS!" He screamed and jumped at seeing Albus appear out of nowhere.

"My apologies Remus."

"I take it the hearing didn't go well, other wise I would have heard from you two days ago."

"No it did not go as well as it should have. Fudge is being a jackass. I had to calm down before I came to see you. Fudge is keeping Sirius in custody at Azkaban until he hears testimony from you."

"Me? Why? What about?"

"Peter Pettigrew."

"Didn't you ask Sirius about Peter?"

"Yes, and Sirius told them that Peter is an unregistered animagus and that his form is a rat. Fudge wants confirmation from you. He accused me of not using Veritaserum. Well, not in so many words but all the same. I thought he might do this though, so I had Barty acquire the Veritaserum and bring it to the hearing."

"When am I supposed to give my testimony?"

"Tomorrow at ten in the morning."

"I just have to send a reply to a letter and then I'll get a few things together and stay at the Leaky Cauldron for the night. I do not want to be late, not for this."

Remus quickly wrote his reply to Harry and gave it to Hedwig. She took off in flight immediately. Remus looks back at Albus, "Albus, do you know that owl?"

"I believe so."

Remus grabbed a few things. He left for the Leaky Cauldron with Albus.

* * * * * * *

'It has been three days since I sent Hedwig to Remus. Why haven't I received a reply? I hope Hedwig is all right. Remus could still be recovering from transforming back to his human form. The Dursley's don't leave until tomorrow and they are still up. If Hedwig shows up tonight I hope that the Dursley's won't hear her.' Harry thought and leaped off his bed and went to his door and quietly said, "Muffliato."

Harry stretched out on his bed just as Hedwig flew in through the window. Harry quickly took the letter and read,

Harry,

I wish I could tell you that Sirius is free. Cornelius Fudge is being a jackass. He is insisting that I give testimony confirming Sirius's claim about Peter. I give my testimony tomorrow the 18th at 10am. I am sure you are anxious to know how my testimony goes, send Hedwig back to my house as soon as you get this. Once I get back I will let you know how it went.

I have a few questions for you. I won't get into them just now. You did promise me that you would explain, so I will wait until you can. Don't worry about me. I do appreciate that you are, but you don't need to. Take care of yourself

Sincerely,

Remus Lupin

Harry, pissed, quickly wrote a reply to Remus, gave it to Hedwig and watched her once again fly out the window.

* * * * * * *

Remus felt uncomfortable sitting in the chair with several people watching him. He was thankful that the magical chains were not present.

Dumbledore sat in a seat looking at the back of Remus and glaring at Fudge.

"State your name for the record." Cornelius requested.

"Remus John Lupin."

"We have been told that Peter Pettigrew is alive, is this true?"

"I have reason to believe that it is possible."

"Is he an unregistered animagus?"

"Yes."

"What is his form?"

"A rat."

"Who was the Potter's secret keeper?"

"Peter Pettigrew."

"Thank you for your time."

"Minister, I was wondering when Sirius would be released?" Remus asked.

"It will take some time. Lot of paper work to do, release and clearing of all charges will take some time."

"How much time? And does he have to stay in Azkaban?"

Fudge did not respond to Remus last questions. He got up and left the courtroom.

Back at the Leaky Cauldron Remus and Albus were steaming mad.

"Albus, this is insane! Fudge is abusing his power as Minister. This is not right; Sirius should be out as a free man. He was wrongly imprisoned."

"I agree Remus. We must realize that Fudge has been made a fool. He doesn't want this to get out."

"There is no around it, he should realize that and just get it over with. This will get out eventually and it has to so that Sirius can truly be a free man."

"I agree. I think that Fudge is going to drag this out as long as he can."

"Isn't there something that we can do?"

"Not directly. If questioned we will need to be able to honestly say that neither of us said anything to the press."

"First thing tomorrow when I get home I am going to write Ha…Cub and let him know he might be able to figure out something."

"Remus, you and I both know who has been writing to you. Just send him a letter now. The sooner he knows the better. The letter that is waiting at your house is going to be one of anger so it won't really matter. He needs to know the latest development."

While Remus wrote the letter Harry, Albus called for Fawkes.

"Albus, why bother writing, why don't I just go to Harry?"

"I would have to guide you. You have never been to Privet Dr. I don't think that Harry is quite ready to explain it to me. I don't want to overwhelm him. I am sure he is going through enough as it is."

"Do you think he is a seer?"

"I asked him if he was and he said no and that it's more like he knows what could happen but just things to do with his life."

Remus gave Fawkes the letter and he flew off.

* * * * * * *

Harry was pacing and thinking, 'I wish Hermione were here. She'd be able to keep me calm; she wouldn't be able to distract me much. I would also have someone to talk to. If only I had asked her for her phone number, I'd be able to call her right now. This is driving me crazy waiting. Remus now knows who I am exactly, why doesn't he just show up? Wait, he doesn't know where I live.'

Harry sat down and wrote a letter to Remus. In the letter Harry included his address for should Remus want to visit and that the night bus might bring him. Once Harry finished the letter he anxiously waited for Hedwig to return. Late that night Harry gave up on waiting for Hedwig to return and went to bed.

Harry woke up early the following morning. It took him a few minutes to remember that the Dursley's had left for their vacation and that Hermione would be there some time that day. He got up out of bed, showered and got dressed. He went down stairs, turned on the television and got comfortable on the couch.

As he was watching television his stomach grumbled and he got up to see what he could find to eat. There was half a sandwich that looked a few days old, a small chunk of cheese and a spec of milk. He checked the cupboards and there was not much there as well. Harry threw out the sandwich, ate what there was of the cheese, checked the milk and dumped it out.

Harry was trying to figure out what to do. As he was about to call Mrs. Figg there was a knock on the door. Harry went to go see who was at the door. Harry opened the door to find Hermione and her parents.

"Mr. and Mrs. Granger, thank you for letting Hermione visit."

"Hermione tells us that your relatives went on vacation and that they are to be gone for two weeks?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Call if you need anything."

Hermione walked into the house while saying good-bye to her parents. After they left Harry turned to Hermione,

"Okay, something doesn't seem to make any sense here. Why were your parents okay with you being here? No one else is here."

"They think that an adult is here and that Ron will be arriving shortly."

"Hermione, you lied. I'm shocked. Wait, why did you lie to them any way? Won't they get mad if they find out?'

"I didn't want you to be alone the whole time your relatives are gone. They won't find out so they can't get mad. So what are we going to do?"

"Go to a market and get some food. There is nothing here."

"Harry why didn't you say anything? My parents would have taken you."

"I have my reasons but since you lied if I had said something then you would probably be in trouble as well."

"To the market then."

* * * * * * *

Once they put away the food, Harry made lunch. Hermione noticed how at ease and normal Harry seemed to be in the kitchen.

"Harry, do they make you fix all the meals?"

"Every day that I am here. I get whatever hasn't been eaten. Sometimes while I am cooking I steal some."

"Harry that's horrible"

"I didn't intend on telling you that. Hey, what are we going to do about Ron? We have to find away to get through that thick skull of his and get him see that we are friends, but close like siblings."

"I don't know."

"What if I were to get Ron to think about how Bill and Charlie look at Ginny? Do you think that Ron would finally get it?"

"I honestly don't know if that would work?"

"Why?"

"Well, when you mention Ginny there is a longing in your eyes. I also saw it when Ron attempted to introduce you to her. Hey, you know what, Ron should have gotten a clue. He never spoke of her well at least he never said her name."

"He wouldn't think anything of it."

"True, you did tell him your secret."

"Only one."

"You're talking about Ginny, huh?"

"Yes."

"I get the feeling that you and Ginny had something and it was cut short."

"You nailed that one right on the nose."

"Oh…she was the one…."

"Hermione I'd rather not talk about it."

"Okay, sorry I didn't mean to bring up something painful."

"No need to apologize, you just figured it out."

They turned in for the night. Harry found some extra pillows and blankets and made up the couch for Hermione. He went up stairs pulled his pillows and blankets, went down the stairs and found a spot to set up his bed on the floor for the night. The next morning Harry decided it was time he tried one more thing.

"Hermione, help me make sure all the windows are covered."

"What are you up to?"

"I just want to try something."

"Harry…"

"Before leaving school, McGonagall took me to Diagon Alley to pick up a few things and so that I could pull some money out of my vault and exchange it for Muggle money. I shrunk the bag; it looked just like a wallet. Well, I was able to get back to its normal size without my wand and without a letter of warning or anything. I tried it again on the lock to the cupboard so that I could get into my trunk and it was the same. There is something that I want to try."

"Okay."

They went through the house making sure every window was covered with something. Back down the stairs into the kitchen for a bite to eat. While they were eating Hermione tried to get Harry to tell her what he was up to. About the hundredth time she asked, Harry held up a finger and then before she knew it Harry had vanished right in front of her. She called out for Harry and then heard a 'pop' from the living room. Hermione went to go see what it was when suddenly Harry appeared right in front of her.

"Holy crap! You can apparate!"

"I still don't like it, I would rather fly to be honest. But if I must apparate then I will. I just wanted to see if I could do it. I have all this knowledge, but being this age again I wasn't sure if I would be able to do some of it. So far it doesn't seem like anything is going to happen."

Several hours latter still no letter of warning.

"Harry, are you seriously studying?"

"Yes."

"I wasn't questioning really, I just wondered if maybe you were just humoring me."

"I wouldn't just humor you. I really think that between the two of us we can get Ron to do better. I am hoping that he will be able to out shine his brothers. It probably won't be too hard to out shine Fred and George, at least when it comes to school stuff. I honestly think that no matter what I do Fred and George are going to do their own thing any way."

"What do you mean by 'he will be able to out shine his brothers'?"

"Hermione, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley have seven children. Only one of them is a girl. Ron is the youngest boy. There are five people that he gets compared to. He never has anything that isn't a hand-me-down, including his wand. Oh and Wormtail."

"What's so bad about hand-me-downs? And who the bloody hell is Wormtail?"

"Look at me, my muggle clothes are hand-me-downs from him," Harry said as he pointed to a recent picture of Dudley. "As for Wormtail, he sold my parents out to Voldemort. Sirius was blamed for his death and he is alive."

"What does he have to do with Ron?"

"He's the rat."

"What?"

"Wormtail is Peter Pettigrew. He's an unregistered animagus and Ron's rat."

Hermione said nothing; she was in a slight state of shock but was taking it well.

"Are you going to tell Ron this?"

"Not right now at least. I will eventually."

Fawkes flew in through the front door that Harry had left open.

"What the hell is Fawkes doing here?" Harry wondered out loud.