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"Why can't we just floo?" asked Ron as he was jostled around in a carriage.

"Because you can only floo from a few set locations. Otherwise, anyone could just come waltzing in." said Harry as he watched Ron's dog. It was standing surprisingly still. Harry didn't have much experience with dogs but he knew how they acted in moving vehicles.

"Oh no!" said Ron standing suddenly and then falling over. The carriage driver could be heard cursing from the front.

"What? Motion sickness?" asked Harry inching away from him. He didn't want to ruin his nice clothes even if they were casual.

"Mum and Dad don't know where I am!" said Ron suddenly as his eyes searched the green fields outside of the carriage. They were well out of the city now and heading to the main estate.

"Why'd you run off in the city anyway? Especially that part of it?" asked Harry. It wasn't a dangerous part just…seedy. He knew why he was there but it wasn't exactly a respectable place. Well, Ron himself wasn't exactly respectable either.

"That's not important, I gotta go back!" said Ron. Harry rubbed the bridge of his nose and the dog even seemed to be upset by this.

"You can floo to the port from my house." Said Harry

"You said we couldn't floo to your house." Said Ron confused. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Too and from are different things my friend." Said Harry with a long suffering sigh

"Why can you floo too but not from?" asked Ron not noticing Harry's sigh

"Because sometimes we don't have time for carriages and aparating is difficult here."

"Why?" asked Ron not knowing that he was getting on Harry's nerves.

"Didn't they give you any tourist booklets?" asked Harry

"Didn't read 'em." Said Ron. Harry smacked his palm onto his forehead.

"I don't suppose you did either?" asked Harry sarcastically to the dog. The dog looked almost as if it understood him.

"Where we headed, Pettigrew?" asked the Driver. He spat the word Pettigrew as if it were poison.

"The north entrance, please. The head servant, Paulette, will pay you." Said Harry as the Driver opened the door. He and Ron stepped out and coaxed the dog out.

"There's enough room for ten families in there." Said Ron as he took in the structure that was the main estate of the house of Pettigrew.

"It's bigger on the inside." Said Harry as he led Ron into the house. Ron looked around at everything in amazement as Harry turned around with his arms out. A servant quickly took his coat and stood near Ron. Ron imitated Harry and his coat was taken as well.

"Wow. Ron simply as he looked around. It was the same size as, maybe even bigger, than Hogwarts and complete with living portraits. Brilliant, he thought.

"Fetch the animal healer and have him look over that dog." Said Harry in a commanding voice.

"Yes sir." Said the servant with a bowed head

"Also, tell my family I have company." Said Harry referring to his 'father'. He didn't know if his so called parents were working on getting Peter exonerated as he was in Remordere. Harry almost thanked God that those Ministry Morons largely left them alone.

"Yes sir. Shall I press these as well, sir?"

"No, simply use a charm. Not enough time with all the ladies clothes I'm assuming?"

"They do keep us a tad bit busy sire but we make do." Said the servant

"Fetch the healer." Said Harry pointing at the door

"Yes sir. Goodbye sir." Said the servants with a bow and a flourish.

"You were kinda mean to her." Said Ron. Harry was confused and it showed.

"I treated her just fine." Said Harry not liking being corrected

"A bit too well if you ask me." Said Galatea as she walked towards the carriage house. Ron looked her up and down. Her sausage curled hair was piled up under a hat with many peacock feathers which matched her overcoat. She looked both the height of fashion and incredibly tacky.

"Where you off to, cousin?" asked Harry looking her up and down. She was most likely wearing something she shouldn't have under that coat but it probably wasn't his business.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" asked Galatea eyeing Ron. He wasn't anyone she knew but he did look familiar. She took in his home made clothes and decided that they weren't the same socially.

"Not really. For all I know you could be hiding bodies." Said Harry sarcastically. Galatea rolled her eyes.

"Looking for Portia actually." Said Galatea deciding that Ron wasn't worth her trouble. She didn't like him looking at her.

"So I take it she's somewhere she shouldn't be." Said Harry. Now he was almost flirting with her. Ron could see it and it made him feel a bit ill. He had said she was his cousin after all. That's society pure bloods for him.

"Much like you were." Said Galatea flicking him on the nose

"You had me followed?" asked Harry twirling her curl between his fingers

"You stink like a bordello. Do you really need a courtesan?" asked Galatea getting closer to him. Now Ron was feeling very uncomfortable and was glad when the servant came back with his dog.

"Where exactly am I supposed to then, Lady Black. Lady, Burnett-Black." Said Harry

"You can cut the tension in here with a knife." Said Galatea as she took a step back.

"What?" said Ron in alarm as he looked at the servant.

"Creepy dog." Said Galatea simply as she took in the mangy beast. It was a huge black dog, looked more like a grim if anything.

"It's not a dog, ma'am." Said the servant

"Are you daft? What it is then, a duck." Said Galatea. Harry hid his laugh. Maybe they should have been educated if they didn't even know what dogs were. He pushed those thoughts from his mind. That was his so called mother talking.

"She's says he's a man." Said Ron talking a step back. This was a mad house. Flirting cousins and daft servants.

"Tis what the animal healer said." Said the servant. Peter Pettigrew walked down the stairs with Addie. He smiled and put a hand to her bulging midsection.

"You!" yelled the dog as it turned into Sirius Black. Several things happened at once. Galatea whipped her wand out tearing a feather from her coat, Harry's glasses fell off and he dropped down to get them knocking into the servant, Ron tried in vain not to wet himself as the dog eh spent years with turned into a mass murderer, Peter turned into a rat and ran for it, all the while Addie's water broke and Bertie Bott Pettigrew prepared to make his grand debut. And while this was happening Portia was trying to see how much Absinthe she could drink while she watched male metamorphs dance in the Diamond Dog before people figured out how old she was. All in all it was quite an eventful day.