A/n: Thank you so much for all your reviews. I don't think I have ever gotten so many reviews for one chapter. I'm glad everyone likes this story. I'm sorry it took me longer than expected to update. I meant for this chapter to be up Monday or Tuesday, but unexpected events occurred that didn't allow me to update. Sorry for the delay.

I know many of you want Sirius to get a trial soon, but I'm sorry that not going to happen anytime soon. I have a timeline worked out and it doesn't include Sirius getting out while Harry is still a baby. Sorry. I promise it will eventually happen, but I need him in Azkaban for a while in order for the story to go as planned.

Chapter Eleven: Hope

When Remus arrived at Azkaban, he walked briskly toward Sirius and Harry's house, determined to see his best friend as soon as possible. He opened the door quickly and was about to call out to Sirius when he stopped suddenly. Slouched on the couch, his head resting against the back, was Sirius asleep with a genuine smile on his face. Remus didn't realize how much he had missed that smile. Since Hogwarts that smile had appeared less and less. The war against Voldemort had taken most of the happiness out of all their lives. Remus bet that Sirius hadn't smiled like that since he was thrown in Azkaban. He really hoped that raising Harry would bring Sirius the happiness he greatly deserved.

Remus closed the door quietly as not to wake Sirius and attempted to place Harry on the floor near his toy chest when the little boy caught sight of his godfather.

"Padfoo!" Harry called loudly and began toddling over to the couch.

Sirius snapped his head up at the sound of his godson's voice. He scanned the room, first seeing Remus then Harry who had just reached the couch. Scooping Harry up in his arms, Sirius smiled at the little boy.

"I missed you, Harry. Where you a good boy today? Didn't cause too much trouble for Moony?" Harry clapped his hands together and shrieked excitedly at the sound of Sirius's voice.

Running a hand through Harry's hair, Sirius adjusted Harry onto his hip before turning to Remus. He wasn't sure what to expect of his old friend. Earlier, Remus had told him that he didn't know what to believe and Sirius was anxious to see how the following conversation would turn out.

"Thanks for taking him, Remus. It's good for him to get out of this place, even if its only for a day or two each week."

"Sirius, I would take him anytime. He's Lily and James's son. I love him just as much as you do." Remus replied, fiddling with a pocket of his jacket. He wanted to tell Sirius that he believed him and that he would find a way to prove his innocence, but he wasn't quite sure how. He'd never been nervous around Sirius before, but now words seemed to fail him.

"Right. You can come back any day next week to take him again." Remus nodded in response. "Come on, Harry. Say good bye to Moony." Harry smiled and waved goodbye to Remus before turning back to face Sirius.

"Bye Remus." Sirius whispered quietly, turning away from Remus to get Harry ready to take a bath. It was obvious to Sirius that Remus wasn't ready to talk about his situation. He'd give Remus some time to think about it and attempt to convince him on his next visit.

"Sirius, wait!" Remus called to Sirius's back. He was a Gryffindor for goodness sake. It shouldn't be this hard for him to tell his last remaining friend that he believed he was innocence. "I believe you. You're not a traitor. You could never betray James. It just isn't who you are. I know you're innocent."

Sirius turning around quickly, a surprised expression on his face. "You believe me?" It was more than Sirius could wish for. If Remus believed him, it was a start. If one person could believe him, then that meant he might be able to convince other people of his innocence. If he could do so, then he could get out of this place and give Harry the home he truly deserved.

"Of course I do. I can't believe I ever thought you were guilty. You loved Lily and James and you would never do anything to put them in danger. I know you would have died before you allowed anyone to harm them. And Harry. How could I ever think that you would do anything to cause him pain. You love that boy more than anything in this world." Remus said quietly. He glanced up Sirius's giving him a small smile before continuing. "I can't believe I was so stupid. You accepted me as a werewolf when most of the wizarding world would have turning their nose at me. Yet, you and James did everything possible to make me comfortable during those horrible nights. Why couldn't I see that you were innocent? Why couldn't I believe in you, like you believed in me? I'm so sorry, Sirius."

Remus's face was full of guilt and pain. How could he ever think that Sirius would turn against James? Was he so blinded by the loss of Lily and James that he would believe the rumors told by complete strangers over one of his best friends?

Seeing the expression on Remus's face, Sirius walked across the room. He embraced Remus in a tight hug, being careful not to squish Harry between the two of them.

"It's ok, Remus. I forgive you. If our situations had been reversed, who's to say that I wouldn't have thought the same about you? You believe me now and that's all that really matters. I've got you and I've got Harry. It's more than I ever expected when they threw me into this place."

"I'm going to get you out of here, Sirius. You and Harry don't deserve to spend your lives in Azkaban. No matter how long it takes, I will get you a trial. I'll prove your innocence." Remus replied, determined to find some evidence that would prove Sirius's innocence and get him released from Azkaban.

"Thank you, Remus." Sirius said as he pulled away, smiling at Moony. "Thank you."

"Tank you" Harry said, interrupting the two marauders and making them both laugh. Delighted that he had both of their attentions, Harry began to make loud happy shrieks as he repeatedly slapped at Sirius's arms.

"Oh, you want attention do you, Harry?" Sirius whispered loudly as he began to tickle the baby in his arms. Harry laughed loudly as he wiggled in his godfather's arms. Remus smiled at the sight in front of him. Sirius would take good care of Harry, he knew. The boy would grow up loved, maybe a little spoiled, but definitely loved.

Taking his eyes off the two, Remus crossed the room and sat on the couch that Sirius had recently left. As he sat, he noticed Sirius walking towards him, a laughing Harry still in his arms. Once Sirius had sat down with Harry on his lap, Remus reached into his pocket and pulled out the items that he'd taken from Sirius's room.

"I promise I will get you out of here, but until then, I took these from your room at home. I thought they would make you and Harry at least a little more comfortable in this house." Remus said, saying the word house with noticeable disdain.

Taking the items from Remus, Sirius looked down and smiled at the items in front of him. Remus had brought him some of his favorite pictures from his bedroom. They represent happier times in his life. Times when he could just be himself, despite the war going around him and his makeshift family.

The top picture was from Lily and James's wedding. He was standing up, a glass in his hand as he gave his best man speech. Lily was sitting down, coving her mouth with her hand as she laughed. James on the other hand, had his face in his hands, shaking his head as Sirius shared one of his many embarrassing stories about James to all the guests.

The second photo was of the day that he, James, and Remus had surprised Lily by visiting her at the park. Despite Lily's lecture, Sirius had loved that day. He'd spent the entire time playing with Harry as his friends watched in amusement. In this picture, Sirius was sliding down the slide, little Harry situated safely in his lap. Both boys had huge smiles on their faces. Unlike the previous picture, this one wasn't taken with a magical camera. It had been taken with a muggle camera since Lily never took a magical camera with her into the muggle world. Still Sirius was grateful for the memory of that day.

The next picture once again featured Harry and himself. Chuckling softly to himself, Sirius showed the picture to Harry.

"You remember that day? Do you remember the hard time that you put me through?" Sirius asked jokingly as he flashed the picture at his godson.

"Padfoo!" Harry shrieked, reaching his hands out toward the picture.

In the picture, Harry sat on the back of a large dog that greatly resembled a grim. The boy was holding tightly onto the dogs fur as it ran around the room as Harry laughed excitedly. The picture had been taken by Lily when she and James had returned from their date. That night was the first night Sirius had ever babysat little Harry on his own.

Placing the picture on the table, Sirius picked up the last picture Remus had brought him. Instantly tears began to form in his eyes. The picture was taken at Hogwarts under the Marauder's favorite tree in either their last year of school. James was leaning against the tree, pointing to something outside the picture, smiling broadly. Sitting next to him, Sirius had his head thrown back in laughter at whatever James was pointing at.

Sirius wished he could go back to that day with the information he knew now. He wished he could see that smile on James's face just one more time. He wished James was here with him now and none of this had ever happened. Wiping the tears from his eyes, Sirius looked back up at Remus.

"Thank you." Sirius said quietly, hoping to convey his gratitude. It was nice to at least have some evidence of happier times in his life.

"They were yours anyway. I just thought you would like to have them." Remus said shrugging his shoulder, but still smiling at Sirius. He knew what the pictures, especially that last one would mean to his friends. Reaching into his pocket, Remus pulled out the camera he had also taken from Sirius's room. "I brought your camera, as well. I though you might it to take pictures of Harry while you're here."

Sirius smiled, grabbing the camera and snapping a picture of Harry poking the picture of himself on Padfoot's back. The Harry in the picture kept making loud shrieks with every poke.

Sitting back, Sirius smiled. He may not be out of Azkaban, but for now he was ok with that. Remus believed him. Remus would help him fight for his innocence. They would find the evidence they need to prove he wasn't a traitor and a murderer. One day, he and Harry would be out of Azkaban and the three of them would be a family.

Well that is chapter eleven. Thank you so much for reading. Please review and let me know what you thought. Sorry again for the delay in updating.

The next chapter will probably skip around a little bit with time. I might skip a couple years so that Harry is a little bit older.

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