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AURTHOR'S NOTE: I need to apologize for the long wait and to thank the many people who have left me words of encouragement.

. I am so sorry I meant for this to be chapter six and am working on fixing it so you can read the real chapter five.

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Aug. 22

Meanwhile in a normal little house on Private Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey; Dudley Dursley had finally reached his breaking point. He'd drank healthy sludge even a rabbit wouldn't want every day three times a day for the last two months, he'd exorcised against his will. While at home that meant running, at the vacation house in Majorca it meant going swimming. Dudley had not been a strong swimmer up until this summer when he'd suddenly felt the need to get better. When he'd ended up at a donut shop earlier he'd been thrilled to not only buy a large box but had eaten half on the way home; for the first time in his life eating his fill had made him sick. Worse his mom had found him throwing up with the half eaten box sitting beside him. She'd freaked out accused the donut company of giving him food poisoning and tried to throw out the donut's when he'd denied that and took the box back she'd become convinced he was bulimic and needed help. She'd taken his donuts anyway and thrown them away. Dudley had lost his mind and by the time he'd come too chest heaving and tears staining his cheeks he'd thrown his play station out the window stomped on his games and put the end table through the Television. Not that any of it mattered his mother was still calling the Dr. to make sure he wasn't bulimic, and the sludge still appeared for dinner. Dimly he wondered if anyone had ever had a more miserable summer.

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Aug. 23

Peter Pettigrew once affectionately known as Wormtail scurried through an old dusty manor house. His master was waiting impatiently for him to bring the fresh ingredients they would need to add to the Dark Lords baby bottle. Not that Peter was able to refer to it as such, not out loud at least. No the revered and feared Dark Lord was taking a strengthening tonic. One that just happened to contain, in addition to Nagini's milk, breast milk from the muggle down the lane. Two hours later as he was dragging Frank Bryce's body out to his miserable little hut, he wondered if anyone else was having as bad a week as he was.

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Aug. 24

Sirius sighed as he sat aside more furniture. He'd made and enchanted quite a bit the last two days the rest of the family had been 'camping'. He only somewhat regretted the decision to let them go for a few extra days so that the kids could shop and play. As the Weasleys hadn't gone any where but to visit family here in England for their summer vacation Arthur, had thought having a mini vacation that wouldn't actually cost them anything a capital idea. Sirius had agreed and even though he was bored to tears he still thought it had been a good idea. Right now he'd gotten ahead of their inventory and even created some enchanted pieces to sell via owl order to the magical's. The World Cup was tomorrow and Sirius had put the finishing touches on the trunks for the Weasley kids and Dean just that morning. Now he didn't know what he was supposed to do. He reckoned he could pull out a few toys and things to tinker on. He did have a list of things to try that he'd been putting off for later, vaguely Sirius hoped someone was having a worse week than he was.

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Aug. 25

Harry followed the Weasley's as they made their way up to the top ministry box. Everyone was looking around in delight at the beautiful stadium. Several forms of wood had been used and twisted to make the place as aesthetically pleasing as it was functional. Of course most of the decoration was also disguising the fact that they'd used the old stadium and built on.

They had just reached the first entrance to the private top boxes when they met with the Malfoys. Draco's loud bragging drawl of "How far up are we father?" carried over to their group and beyond several people turned to look at the ponce as he held his nose up in the air swelling with pride at his mother's suddenly upturned mouth. Lucius threw his head back and replied equally as loud as Draco.

"Well put it this way son, if it rains we'll be the first to know." The elder Malfoy laughed obnoxiously at his own joke, little Draco chuckling along with his father. Narcissa Malfoy did not laugh, instead she smirked as she surveilled the surrounding crowd. She had spotted the Weasley's but so far managed to miss Belvina.

"Hardly!" Arthur called out pleasantly. "The charms and enchantments are so thorough that unless the players call it, I doubt we'd notice a hurricane from our seats." The Malfoys turned as one to sneer and had to do a double take. Arthur was wearing a well done suit in black and red, his ministry badge gifted to the heads of all the departments was hanging off of a thick golden chain, borrowed from Sirius for the occasion. Sirius had argued that many officials from their ministry and others would be there judging them and that Arthur should at least make a good impression when they'd all be meeting the blundering idiot that was their minister.

Molly for the occasion was also wearing a new silk dress. With her new beauty routine, and clothes Molly was looking younger and prettier than ever, something she was quite proud of. All of the children were dressed nicely for once. Although none were dressed as well as Ginny. As the only girl and one to break the curse at that, the whole family tended to adore her on some level. Now wearing Carina's old clothes with her hair done up prettily, Ginny looked for once as though she truly came from one of the ancient families. While both the Weasley's and the Prewitt's were old pureblood lines, the Prewitt's were down to a handful of elderly upper middle class witches and the Weasley family, though vast, hadn't had enough money to be considered well off in ages. Both elder Malfoys looked deeply confused, before trying to recover. Draco flushed and glared at them. He opened his mouth to no doubt spout off some obscenity or another, but before he could utter a word his father placed a hand on his shoulder and steered Draco off.

"Don't pay any attention to the riff raff son, we need to get to our seats." Lucius called out.

"That's right we're in the ministers box." Draco responded.

"He acts like we're not all going to the same place!" Bill replied. Causing the Malfoy's to pause and flush a little before pointedly moving forward, doing their level best to now ignore the Weasley's and consequently the Potter/Black's as well. Something Narcissa would later regret.

The Malfoys entered the top box first greeting the minister like old friends. The minister of course replied in kind before spotting Arthur Weasley and Harry Potter. While the Bulgarian minister hadn't uttered a word of English this whole time; Fudge was sure the man would recognize the boy-who-lived, and therefore be somewhat more impressed with the people with whom he'd be sharing the top box.

"Arthur!" Fudge called loudly moving toward the man the Bulgarian minister in tow. "How are you my good man." He leaned forward to Arthur and complained quietly "Have you seen Crouch? The man was supposed to be here to translate for me and is nowhere to be found!" He took a deep breath turning to smile at his foreign counterpart. "This is the Architect behind the stadium design." Fudge said loudly gesturing from the stadium to Arthur in a wild motion as though he thought he were playing charades. "Surprised the heck out of me when Bagman confessed that little tidbit." he added quietly.

"Allow me minister, at least until Crouch gets here." Arthur volunteered, much to Fudges initial confusion. Arthur than turned to the so far quiet man beside Fudge, and introduced himself and his family in a slightly uneasy Bulgarian. He was grateful Belvina had made them all learn the language but still wasn't quite used to being able to speak anything but the Queen's English.

Both ministers looked gob smacked before Fudge started grinning like a loon. "Oh thank the stars!" Fudge called just as the Bulgarian minister admitted that he spoke English.

Fudge was a bit put out with the prank but Belvina stepped in to sooth his frayed nerves and to distract him by introducing her children from oldest (Harry) to youngest adding of course that Lyra was potion bottle baby. What with her wife dead and her husband illegally imprisoned. "Of course Minister, you should know I don't blame any of that mess on you!" Belvina told him still speaking quietly but firmly. "I wanted you to know that I think the blame lay's firmly with old Bagnold, and perhaps on Crouch, who can't seem to do his job right even now!" Fudge agreed with her on the last part but didn't speak about her husband, while he'd been briefed on her law suit and Amelia Bones the new head of the DMLE had admitted that their was no trial transcript for Black they had all still thought the man guilty. If what he was learning now though was true and Black had been married to the Potter's than it was increasingly unlikely that he betrayed them. It still didn't absolve him of the guilt from killing all the poor muggles who'd gotten between him and Pettigrew.

However here was not the time and place for such heavy discussions and so Fudge thanked Lady Black for her time and support and wished her luck on uncovering the truth of the matter. By that time Arthur had already had the Bulgarians in stitches over stories of pranks his boys had played, had introduced them to other English and Irish officials and celebrities around them. By the time Fudge rejoined them the Bulgarians little prank was forgotten and everyone found other things to talk about Arthur and his oldest boys playing translator when needed. Consequently they had entirely by accident excluded the Malfoys.

"Hadrian?" Belvina called softly. "Put in your head phones and tell your brothers to do the same. At least while the Veela are showing off." Harry did as she asked and nudged Ron and the twins to do the same. Hermione for once looked quite confused up until the Veela started to dance and all the men went nuts. The Weasley's youngest boys were in addition to plugging their ears, pointedly looking up and away from the Veela but the older ones were watching with interest. Most of the witches around them looked quite put out with their own men. Some of whom had jumped up and began to flex their muscles in an attempt to impress the strange blonds.

The head phones they had filtered out the Veela magic allowing only small increments to get through. It allowed them to get accustomed to the magic with out over whelming them. Belvina thought they should know how to fight through it, and Sirius was of the firm belief that everyone should feel sex magic at least once in their lifetimes. Consequently he'd also encouraged them to find a pretty Veela willing to give them a more private performance, much to the boys embarrassment. Harry, Cori, and Hyd, were making sure to record everything they could through the omnioculars knowing their Aita would want to see it all later. They planned to take the recordings and superimpose the images over each other into one movie that could than be projected onto a screen. Knowing Sirius he'd find a way to make money off of it.

The leprechaun's did their run over the stadium to everyone's delight but Carina's who complained loudly about them raining hard pieces of metal on top of her head with out even having the decency to make it real gold. Hermione rolled her eyes and told her get over it only to have Carina laugh as one of the round lumps of fools gold to hit her in the eye. Poor Remus was stuck between the two girls trying to maintain peace. Harry and Ron had wisely maneuvered themselves closer to the twins. With the adults networking as much as they were watching the match it was perhaps inevitable that Narcissa spotted Belvina.

"What a pleasant surprise!" A strained smile stretched across Narcissa's face. "What are you doing here Belvina?" Narcissa's eyes swept a long the children and adults whom Belvina was with. "And in such company?"

"I know isn't it great. I have my whole family with me again. Well minus Sirius of course, but then I am working on proving his innocence."

"You are? Why?" Narcissa sounded so appalled. "What family?"

"OH, did you not hear?" Belvina gave her a wide smile. "I've met with Dumbledore and he's apologized for the misunderstanding and turned over custody of my oldest child to me. With Sirius on the run I figured now was the perfect time to bring my other kids out of hiding. It's not like their still small babies after all." Belvina gave a small twittering laugh. "I might have also come to the realization that I couldn't hide them away forever no matter how much I wanted to protect them."

"What children?" Narcissa asked bewildered.

"Well, mine and Sirius's, Of course." Belvina told her trying not to sound to smug or triumphant. "I think you've met our oldest, he is only my step son but that hardly makes a difference. Lord Potter come say Hello to my cousin Narcissa." Belvina Waved her hands to beckon him over the other kids following.

"This is Lord Hadrian; Sirius, James, and Lily's son" Belvina told her.

"Hello, Madam Malfoy." Harry said as he executed a shallow bow.

"This one here is mine and Sirius' boy, Corvus the Heir Black," Belvina ignored Narcissa's outraged gasp and continued on. "Our oldest girl, Carina, beside her is my youngest Lyra. She's a potion bottle baby if you couldn't tell by her age. Then behind me is Hydrus the youngest boy. I was still pregnant with him when Sirius was taken to Azkaban."

The children gave their politest most formal greetings. "Good evening Madam Malfoy, may magic be with you."

Narcissa might have been able to hold her tongue barely but poor Draco was not. "That's nothing but filthy lies," Draco shouted his cheeks pink. "My mother is Regent Black and someday I'll be Lord Black. Everyone knows that the ministry handed over the Black rings to my mom." Belvina's eyes narrowed as she took in Draco's sneering face. She answered him speaking slowly and clearly so that not only did Draco hear her but so did several others around them.

"Your mother allegedly told the, at the time, interim head of the archives, one Cadamere Malfoy, that she was Sirius Blacks closest of kin, and officially only signed the paperwork to claim the items and clothes that the ministry had removed from him at the time of his arrest including his family rings, in order to place them in the vaults where they belonged." Belvina told Draco. "Therefore the ministry did not hand over the rings to her, they were merely in the box of personal items which was illegally removed from the archives. Narcissa than allegedly used said ring to fool others into believing she had a right to certain other Black family artifacts. However, dear Narcissa's mere belief that she has a right to usurp the title and money's from the rightful heir, does not mean she actually has said right." Belvina gave Draco a look of pity. "My darling boy, even had Corvus and Hydrus not inherited the family magic's and been in line to inherit the title; Marius Black had three sons, a multitude of grandsons, all of which possess magic and the correct lineage to inherit the title despite the family currently living in Australia. You were never going to be Lord Black." Narcissa was flushed and breathing hard. Lucius's sneer had deepened and an angry red flush was spreading across his face. However Belvina was done talking to the Malfoys and Harry gave her an excuse to turn back to the game.

"Look at Krum, he's feinting." All around them people were climbing to their feet yelling and cheering. "Lynch isn't going to make it." Sure enough Krum pulled up and Lynch crashed.

All too soon as far the fans were concerned, the game was over and everyone was clearing out of the stadium, the Malfoys had fled as soon as the winner was announced not even waiting for the Irish team to come shake hands with the various ministers and officials in their box. "Is that true ama that with out me their would still be other heirs?" Corvus asked later that night as they settled into their tents.

"Yes and no, baby, Marius is a squib and so is his wife." Belvina wondered how to put this delicately while remaining honest. "Marius was disowned and so was his wife. So most of the purebloods will not like them. While your aita and I still recognize him as family and we have written to him with a letter stating as such his wife's family has still not acknowledged her. Most of their children married other half bloods and all of them were born out of England. It is therefore not likely that the ministry would consider them legitimate candidates and if it came to a trial the Wizengamot would likely have sided with the Malfoys due the strange wording of the laws and most of all their own prejudices. Never underestimate the power of ones own bigotry. It colors all we see."

They were too wired to go to bed so Charlie and Bill ended up exchanging humorous work stories with themselves and there father, while the kids listened in and played a few board games Bel had thought to pack. When Mrs. Weasley had thought to protest Harry, Ron and Carina managed to talk her into joining them for 'just one round' that quite by incident turned several. Finally however she put her foot down, with Belvina's help and sent them all, even her husband and the oldest kids to bed. After all they had an early port-key scheduled for tomorrow.

If Molly thought she was going to get a good nights sleep she was sadly mistaken. She was woken up shortly after one in the morning to a hideous racket. If anyone thought it was appropriate to make that much noise at this hour they were sorely mistaken. She hauled herself out of bed curlers in her hair purple cream slathered on her face, stuck her nose up and marched out of the tent to give someone a loud piece of her mind. Her confused husband following behind her. Her eldest two sons met her at the tents living room and went to follow their mother outside only for her to come to a screeching halt. "Arthur," She whispered even quiet her voice was full of steel. "Wake up Bell, Remus, and the other children. Have Bell get them out of here." Molly than pulled out her and marched outside. The others where left gaping after her.

Bell was thankfully already awake and having heard Molly's orders did not wait for the boys to get over their shock, instead jumped straight to action. Remus grabbed his own wand and sword of all things before pushing the Weasley men out of his way as he followed after Molly. He had lived through one war that never really left him, for all that he had not exactly been training for most of those years of 'peace' he'd not been idle either. In fact when he'd thought Harry was in danger from Sirius he'd taken the time while teaching DADA to get some dueling practice in. The last few months spent with his pseudo family had been full of dueling albeit mostly pranks. So while Molly busied herself defending the tents and people around them Remus trusted those war honed instincts and went on a counter offence staying with-in Molly's range so that he wouldn't get cornered alone.

Moments later Bill and Charlie joined him as Arthur began to help his wife. Belvina sent several nasty low powered hexes toward the death eaters as soon as she exited the tent the men all winced as her wicked aim made it clear she was aiming for her enemies privates. "nothing so terrible as mucus and other fluids painfully taring its way out of your what not and then attacking you." she told them almost cheerfully Ginny followed suit with a similar spell her signature bat bogey hex. Fred and George took inspiration from Sirius' summer prank wars and sent a distracting miasma of spells that way as well. Percy ever the proper one, sent stunners and spells meant to alert the aurors to problems. It might have been a good idea had most of the aurors not been either drunk from the celebrations or already engaged elsewhere.

Corvus, Carina, and Hadrian joined in as well. Sirius had devoted a large amount of time these past few years making sure his children knew how to fight with each other and separately. They trusted one another and keeping Hyde who was casting low level shields around the area, and Lyra behind them and near their mother, joined the fight as well. Careful not to leave the area or become separated from the adults. The chaos being created both by the death eaters and by the innocent bystander just trying to run away made it too dangerous for them to try running for safety.

They successfully took out several of death eaters inadvertently creating a distraction allowing the few aurors to successfully save the muggles that the middle group of death eaters had been hovering up in the air. After which the aurors flung much more powerful spells and the death eaters were forced to stop their advance in order to defend themselves by this time others had joined the defenders and the D.E.'s were looking a little more worse for the wear as time went on. Suddenly several people including some of the death eaters began screaming pointing up into the air. Unable to help themselves everyone looked up to see the dark mark floating in the sky. The shocking sight forced a pause in the fighting and those death eaters still capable of doing so took the opportunity to escape. Leaving only four behind to be arrested. Seeing this Molly turned to her husband and hissed "Arthur you're the senior ministry official on the scene!"

"What? Oh right, Yes." Arthur ordered the aurors to secure them and store them in Azkaban where they couldn't get away, for the rest of the night. Arthur then ordered his family to pack up their tents and to take the first available portkey home. He himself then popped out to see who if anyone had died and what could be done about it. They would in the morning claim it all drunken prank in very poor taste, clearly not well thought out. Only a few would truly believe them. With the battle over, aurors cleaning up and a steady trickle of people coming back in from the woods. Arthur was careful to loudly proclaim all the well in hand the moment the reporters appeared. He praised the few aurors he'd seen actually working by name and assured everyone that the ministry was on top of things. He directed those with complaints to the archives and the Magical law section of the DMLE. Finally he made it to the crime scene only to find a bunch officials standing around watching Barty Crouch free his house elf.

"What are you all doing?" Arthur asked appalled.

"Crouch here found his house elf holding the wand that did it." Auror Dawlish pointed to the dark mark.

"They why aren't you questioning it? Who does the wand belong to? Surely a house elf would not know how to make that." Arthur asked.

"I have already questioned her, she knows nothing." Crouch told him angrily.

"You shouldn't be doing anything regarding the mark and you know it." Arthur yelled frustrated.

"I am a senior official." Crouch screamed. "With several decades of experience."

"Experience where you sent an AUROR to Azkaban with no proof of guilt or trial, if you recall. Which has you under investigation at this very moment." Arthur yelled back. Making the other aurors and ministry spectators gasp in outrage. "And further more speaking of your job as a senior ministry official, where the hell have you been all day. I've had to cover for you when you didn't show up ALL DAY!"

"I'll have you know." Crouch began but what he wanted them to know was forgotten as a loud crack signaling someone disapperating away was heard.

"SEE." Arthur exclaimed, "While we were all subjected to your incompetence the real criminal was getting away AGAIN." Arthur turned the Aurors still watching them yell and started barking orders. "You who here is the better tracker? Find them and get on that see if you can figure out where they went and if any ones license was activated in this area. Everyone else spread out and see if they left anything behind." Turning around again this time to tell a gaping Crouch. "Get your elf straight to the DMLE detainment office so someone competent can question her."

"I can't." Crouch said looking a little sheepish. "I already sealed her." Sealing implied she would no longer be able to answer questions about anything that accord while she was in Crouches service so she could never give away her masters secrets. Which meant as a witness she was now useless. This was not something automatically done when presented with clothes instead it was a set of orders and a spell done before the elf was officially free. "I'll uh take my leave then." Crouch said before doing just that taking the house elf with him.

"Merlin save us all from morons." Amelia Bones said. Arthur spun around in shock to great her.

"By Merlin woman, make a little noise would you." Arthur exclaimed. "I'm glad you're here though I was at my whit's end wondering what to do now."

"I've got it now Arthur you go on to be with your family, I'll expect you official report and filed complaint against Crouch in the morning." Amelia said as she dismissed him.

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Sirius had listened to game being broadcast over the radio earlier in the evening. He'd gotten back to work while leaving the radio on and fallen asleep laying across his work bench, radio still playing on. Which was why when the emergency news interrupted with a squeal and several beeps Sirius was startled awake falling on to his arse and hitting his back on one of the trunks in the process. He stood up cursing the fates and making sure no one saw that. When he actually took in what the Radio was announcing. Sirius jumped over his chair as he raced to the radio to turn it up.

'We were camping out celebrating our win. Suddenly people came running by screaming out. It took us a moment to realize they meant death eaters. Men and women were dressed up in black robes, silver death masks covered their faces masking their identities as they through spell after spell. That wasn't the worse though. When we could still here screaming coming from their direction we couldn't see who was screaming until we looked up and there they were. A small family a father, mother, and two small kids. It was the muggle who owned the lot we rented for camping and his family. The smallest kids head was just bobbing from side to side I couldn't tell from where we were but she didn't look alive anymore. '

Sirius summoned his mirror and immediately tried to contact Bell. It was Lyra though who answered him her eyes tear stained as she told him their family and the Weasleys were alright. However the muggle family the bad guys had been 'mean' too weren't okay. Ama had given them several potions and the little boy would be okay in time and so would his mom. But she'd heard her ama talking to the healers from St. mungo's and the Nice mans head had been hurt by all the memory charms that he'd undergone in the last weak and the bad men had tortured him and made the hurt permanent. He was going to live all his life in a hospital now.

His daughter who was a few years younger than Lyra was dead. The death eaters had shaken her all around in the air and had hurt her brain and neck. Mrs. Weasley was talking to the officer in charge of port keys and helping get everyone in line and off to where they need to be. So that they could all get out of here sometime soon. Sirius had her put Carina on and ordered his eldest daughter to tell Mrs. Weasley that he wanted them to use their emergency port keys to come straight home. Carina Sent Corvus and Hadrian with the message as she tried to comfort Lyra. Mrs. Weasley was happy to have all the kids somewhere safe and immediately got all of the kids together and after talking on the mirrors to make sure it was safe to send so many off on the portkeys (It wasn't really) she gave her blessing and bustled off to help others. Instead of everyone taking one portkey Charlie picked up lyra, while her portkey was used to take himself, Lyra, Ginny, and Hermione to Grimmauld place. Hadrian grabbed Dean and his Grandmother. Ron and George went with Corvus, Bill with Hyde, Percy and Fred finally Carina and Remus followed.

Sirius greeted each group as they came in checking over Hermione, Dean and his own kids before moving on the Weasleys and finally Remus. When he was sure they were all unharmed he breathed in a sigh of relief. He gathered Lyra up into his arms and cuddled her tight for a moment. Then he gestured for Hermione to follow him. He led her and the curious lot of other who'd followed as well to a nook in the hallway an antique phone sat on an old fashioned table and desk. Sirius picked up the phone and called Hermione's parents. Handing her the phone when it started to ring much to Hermione's horror. "Its better you tell them what happened and that your okay before they hear about it through the profit or worse form one of the other muggle parents they routinely talk to.

Arthur, Molly, and Bell arrived together two hours later to find all the kids Sirius, Remus, Bill, and Charlie included had made a fort of blankets and mattresses in the family room of the fidelius covered number twelve. They were all spread out Ginny sleeping between Bill and Charlie the twins were huddled together with Percy and Ron sprawled out on one side. Lyra was laying on top of Sirius and Hadrian, Corvus, and Carina were all tangled into a ball of limbs.

Bell sank into the long couch and joined them in sleep. Molly and Arthur quietly made their way to a spare room they knew of and slept there. In the morning they would go their separate ways. The Blacks would spend the day together safe at home counseling the kids theirs and not to make sure they understood that their was nothing they could have done to save the muggles. That nightmares are normal and that they are safe now.

The days leading up to their return to Hogwarts were spent with Sirius passing out new trunks to the Weasleys, Hermione, and Dean, as well as going over Belvina's checklists. She made sure they had packed up crystal balls, tarot cards, rune kits, clothes, brooms, cauldrons, potion ingredients, parchment, quills, books, finished all their homework, had packed up all the miscellaneous things kids usually forget at home and promising to send anything that she may have by some divine intervention missed. Lyra placed one of her stuffed bunny's into Harry's trunk so that it could keep him company. She was worried her siblings might forget about her while they were away at school. Sirius insured her that they would not and that she could use the mirrors whenever she wanted to see them. Harry promised to talk to her twice a week at least and to write as well. Hyde said he'd try to write but planned to have to much fun to bother missing anyone. Sirius had barked out a laugh then with deathly serious expression swore to track him down and do unspeakable horrors to him if he didn't write at least twice a month.