AN Hey guys, in general very little has put me in the mood for writing and I had 3 coursework pieces in for the beginning of march and 4 pieces for the end, stupid university. I'm trying to write more often but once a month is probably all I can do as I don't want to rush it, got one more coursework piece for the end of this month and then exams next month (why did I decide to do maths?), then I'm free for summer. I'll never give up on or forget this story so if I don't post over summer it's because I'm having too good of a time so am definitely not in the dark teenage mind frame. I'm saying this now so you're forewarned and I won't ever post an author's note by itself, gives readers false hope I feel.
I don't own the Harry Potters characters or anything, they all go to Jo.

Grimmauld Place living room

Sirius trailed into the room after Dumbledore along with Molly who he grudgingly let come with him only on the basis that she backed him up on getting Harry out of the Dursley's house.

"Alright then Sirius before you start your argument I would like for you know that no matter what Harry must go back there for his own protection, the blood wards are the only thing that keeps Harry safe from Voldemort and his death eaters over the summer period." Dumbledore said calmly, sitting down on an armchair in front of the fireplace.

"Well now that you've got your utterly pointless comment out of the way, I'd like to have my say now. Harry is my godson and so it is no-one but myself that gets to decide what's best for Harry regardless of how much they also care for him." He said this obviously directed at both Molly and Dumbledore. "In the time I was locked up I was also kept sane by the secure knowledge that Harry would have been cared for, knowing the wishes of his parents and that his happiness was the number one priority at the time. Harry is alive but obviously abused; you knew something was wrong with Harry's situation based on Arabella's knowledge. You should have allowed Remus access to Harry while he was growing up or at least sent a wizard round every so often to check everything was on the level with them. You didn't do this and although he's miraculously turned out into an amazing person, he has by no means had the life that he deserves, the life that anyone bloody deserves! As for your point on Harry being protected from Voldemort and co. there, how was it that dementors were able to get near him? He isn't protected by all methods at Voldemort's disposal, so congratulations Dumbledore you've kept him alive, in a miserable existence but now is the time to stop that nonsense, the Order can provide the necessary protection for Harry so that he never has to return there ever again!"

By the end of Sirius's passionate speech his chest was heavy in emotion and had practically yelled the last part. Dumbledore had sat calmly examining him over the top of his half-moon glasses and was about to respond when Molly interrupted.

"He's right Dumbledore. Harry always looks so sick and skinnier than he should after coming from that house than when I see him coming off the Hogwarts Express. Surely you can see what's best for Harry isn't what you're saying."

"My dear Molly, the blood magic on that house is more important than you could possibly comprehend, Harry must return there each summer."

"For someone claiming to be so wise you are making some very stupid mistakes at the moment. Fine then let me ask you this, how long does Harry have to be in that house for, for the blood wards to remain in tack?" Sirius retorted angrily.

"I believe two weeks is a sufficient amount –"

"Two weeks?" yelled Sirius.

"Dumbledore, if two weeks is enough then why was Harry left at the Dursley's basically all summer?" Molly asked shocked.

"Because if Harry was here then he would want to know what was going on, to join the fight with us. Harry has a knack for finding things out and the longer he's out of the real fighting the better, after what he's been through he needs as much peace as we can give him, surely you understand that?"

Unfortunately Molly could see his point and seemed to be having an internal battle over what was the best course of action pertaining to Harry. Sirius however snorted.

"You really are going senile in your old age if you really think that. Hasn't the book shown you anything so far? You keeping him there only made him miserable and angry, he'd be happier if we were just honest with him. And you wonder why he has such little faith in adults. I hope by the end of the books that all your mistakes are laid out for us all to see. Harry was tortured, used as a bloody potions ingredient in Voldemort's return and forced to watch a fellow student die, do you really think isolation was the best thing for him?"

For the first time Dumbledore looked somewhat guilty, "Harry has to return to the Dursley's, his grief at the time would only have been for a couple of months then he would have returned to school-"

"A couple of months!" Molly and Sirius yelled.

"Do you really think that Harry would have lasted until September on the letters we were sending him?"

"Are you even thinking about his emotional welfare here? You said a couple of weeks was necessary and if we can't keep secrets from the children then how are we possibly meant to help defeat You-Know-Who? I would personally prefer Harry safe here with the minimum risk of him discovering something than with those, those, those muggle death eaters, because that's what they essentially are Dumbledore."

Dumbledore opened his mouth to respond but Sirius cut across him. He knew that Dumbledore wasn't going to back down and also knew that Dumbledore could do many things to prevent Sirius from getting Harry before he was meant to return or find some way to make Harry think that returning was the best policy.

"No. Molly is right about what they are but given you're being so senseless and stubborn about this though I'll compromise with you or else we'll be here forever. Harry will go back there for two weeks exactly, I however will be going with him. To the neighbours it will look like Harry has gained a pet dog, I'll make sure that the Dursley's know exactly who I am though, ensuring they're on their best behaviour, something you should of done a long time ago. Also," Sirius continued as it looked like Dumbledore was going to say something about this, "I can't possibly be caught while there, as the ministry don't know I'm an animagus and as you said Voldemort and his followers can't touch Harry while he's there and given I'll always be with him I'll be fine too. So unless you'd like to rescind what you said about that particular point then there should be no problem with my proposition."

There was a long pause as they all processed the idea trying to find fault with it. After a while Dumbledore asked, "And what about after those two weeks are up? You know you'll have to return here, where is Harry to go?"

"He can go wherever he chooses. He can come stay here with me or if the Weasley's are back at the Burrow next summer then he can go there, I'm assuming that will be ok with you Molly?" Sirius said smirking slightly.

"Of course, Arthur and I are always happy to have Harry over during the holidays."

Finally Dumbledore stood up and said, "Very well, I'll think this over and figure out the plans that need to be put into place for this to happen." Then he strode out of the room leaving an overjoyed Molly and a bittersweet Sirius in his wake.

Boy's room

Harry, Ron, Fred, George and Neville each reeled in their extendable ear. Remus had left not two minutes after setting up the room to help Tonks with the girl's room, then the twins had apparated into their room with the listening devices.

Harry had cringed when Sirius said he was abused, not only because that wasn't a word he ever associated with himself but it also caused the others to throw glances in his direction. Yet at the same time he was touched by how much Sirius obviously cared about him. He turned to talk to Ron when he noticed a big grin across his face.

"What are you smiling about then?" Harry asked.

"Probably the same reason you've got a goofy smile plastered across your face," Ron replied, it was then Harry realised he was smiling widely too, "Just imagining the look on your Aunt and Uncle's faces when they find out your convicted murderer godfather is going to be staying with them for a couple of weeks."

Looking at the others he realised the other boys were smiling too, Neville's was more one of genuine happiness for Harry whereas the twin's was far more wicked; Harry had a sneaking suspicion that Sirius would be getting some donated WWW products for his stay with him. Suddenly he heard Sirius down the corridor asking Remus to join him in his room when he was finished clearing up after Tonk's mess and then what sounded distinctly like Sirius dodging a curse sent his way, which Harry could only suppose was done by Tonks. Sirius then knocked once before bounding into the room, a new bounce in his step being very apparent.

"Alright then pride of the Gryffindor house I'm just going to borrow my godson for a while," Sirius said with a smile that made him look 10 years younger, then called back to them as he steered Harry out of the room, "You might want to hide the ears boys before your mum sees them."

As soon as the door swung shut behind him, Sirius placed his arm around Harry's shoulder pulling him into his side while walking up the corridor and stairs.

"So then, you heard everything then?"

"Yep, you should know Aunt Petunia hates animals, especially dogs."

Grinning evilly Sirius simply responded, "All the better for me then I guess."

"Sirius." Harry hesitated before continuing, "Is there no way for my dog Snuffles to come to the Weasley's too next summer?"

He tried to make light of it but there must have been some sadness that leaked through as Sirius squeezed him slightly before saying softly, "I don't think so Harry, it might be but I'd have to stay in dog form all the time and I don't think Molly would appreciate me peeing in her garden."

Harry let out a small chuckle at that and Sirius went on, "You never know the Rat might have been caught by then and I'd be proved innocent, to the magical world at least. If not at least I got to spend a couple of weeks out in the open with my favourite godson."

"I'm your only godson, Sirius." Harry pointed out rolling his eyes.

"At the moment yes but I'm trying to get Moony hooked up with this girl I know, then when he has his litter of wolf cubs I know I'll be godfather to all of them."

Harry looked at him amused and said, "I don't know, Remus has always struck me as the smart one."

"Oi." Sirius yelped then put Harry in a headlock messing up his already very messy hair.

"Hey! Stop! I'm sorry!"

Sirius released him and they continued across the landing to Sirius's room then Harry paused as he realised just what Sirius had said.

"Does that mean that if Remus has kids they'll be werewolves too?"

"Huh? Oh well I don't think so after all the curse is passed along by the bite, me and James did some research before trying to assuage some of Remus's fears but there isn't any evidence either way at least not on public record anyway. What do you think?" Sirius said throwing open his bedroom door.

"Well," Harry then paused admiring Sirius's room, "I think you've got a lot of nerve putting up this stuff while your mother was still alive."

"Yeah but the screams were worth it knowing that this stuff would still be in their house while I wasn't." Sirius replied with a grin.

Harry laughed before continuing, "Anyway I was going to say that I don't think Remus has anything to worry about. He's been cursed, it doesn't change his DNA though so given it's not genetic any children of his won't have it, that isn't the way curses work is it?"

"No it isn't, though the Potters use to joke about the curse of the Potter hair as your father, grandfather and great-grandfather all had it. Remus just worries because there is no evidence either way, most females that get bitten can no longer have children because they change every month and as werewolves become outcasts in society generally male werewolves don't really find partners that aren't werewolves themselves."

Harry stood there with his eyebrows furrowed. He knew that this world wasn't fair but also knew family was the most important thing a person could have and finding out that that someone as good as Remus was denied it because of stupid prejudices whereas people like Lucius Malfoy were allowed it when they were evil through and through made Harry's blood boil.

"Harry."

He looked up and found Sirius looking at him with an understanding look on his face. Sirius patted the space next to him on the bed and he understood it as an invitation to sit down. Once he was seated cross-legged on the bed facing the headboard Sirius began to speak.

"We, perhaps better than most people, understand the injustice that plagues the world yet we keep fighting. One day it is going to be revealed that Voldemort is finally back and the people, fickle as they are, will start supporting you again. Eventually he will be defeated and although you hate it now you will have influence within the ministry when that happens because of what's happened between you, Voldemort and the rest of the world. Even if I'm proven innocent I won't be able to help improve the world for people like Remus, the ones we're prejudice against, at least not on a wide scale. That won't be the case for you though. I think that once this is all over you can help pass the right sort of laws to make this world better, I'm sure Hermione will be right by your side, probably working where Amelia Bones is at the moment, pushing through all her house elf bills. So just let go of the frustration now, do whatever you can now and remember one day you will be able to help change this. Besides," Sirius suddenly changed from his serious (no pun intended) tone to a very chipper and cheeky one, "if my inklings surrounding Moony's love life play out then I'm sure the wife and kids questions will be answered sooner rather than later."

It was at that moment that Remus knocked and entered Sirius's room. Looking at how they were seated on the bed made him smile, having flashback to when James and Sirius would sometimes sit like that in the dorm room whenever they were talking about something solemn and how when they were younger they would deny any such talks saying, 'what did he think they were, girls?'. He realised that if James was alive, if Sirius hadn't been wrongfully imprisoned that Harry would of probably been in this situation many times already and ironically thought they're discussion topic; that life isn't fair.

"Hey, finished with the girls. Tonks kept complaining about the beds, first it was too hard, then it was too soft, in the end I said 'who does she think she is, Goldilocks?' and of course she changed herself into Goldilocks, but we got there in the end, I left her trying to convince the girls that bubblegum-pink was the best colour to have their bedding. Have I missed much?"

"Nope, just discussing life, injustice and the future, you know small talk." Sirius said impishly.

"Ah of course, nothing at all then," Remus replied rolling his eyes.

"OK Harry back to business. You already know what'll be happening next summer but let's talk about the Dursleys."

"What about them?"

Both Sirius and Remus could see that Harry was already on the defensive so decided to go for the safer option first.

"They gave you Dudley's old hand-me-downs." Remus said, "Have they always done that?"

Harry thought for a moment then said, "I think so, their logic was, what was the point on spending good money on me when there was Dudley's things, children outgrow things quickly enough."

"You're not a child anymore though –"

"Glad someone can see that." Harry mumbled.

Sirius continued like he hadn't been interrupted, "and you're still wearing those sort of clothes."

Sighing Harry simply said, "Look, we all know that they don't like me, be grateful they clothed me at all, I'm at Hogwarts for the majority of the year wearing robes, so my muggle clothes look like this it really doesn't matter to me."

Sirius was angered by 'be grateful they clothed me at all' comment but continued on, "Harry you're missing my point, they can obviously afford to buy new clothes, look at it from a safety standpoint if you want if you were caught duelling in muggle clothing then the clothes that are too big for you could get in the way, the trainers that are falling apart could make it harder to run away if stones get inside or something."

Harry knew that Sirius was grasping at straws, especially give he fought dementors that summer in muggle clothing and nothing like that had happened but at the same time he knew that knowing his luck something like that could happen the next time and so resigned himself to whatever Sirius was going to suggest. Seeing the look of almost condescending acceptance Sirius couldn't help but scowl playfully back at him and played his point while he could.

"OK, well we'll probably all be taking a break from the reading on Christmas day and probably won't resume the reading until late on Boxing day. So given we're in London and everything there are sales I think on muggle clothing starting Boxing day." Here Sirius paused looking between Harry and Remus for confirmation on this and continued when he got the nod from Harry, "I say that Tonks and Remus here take you shopping, I'll give Tonks the money so you don't need to worry about it or anything, consider it part of your Christmas gift, get Ron and Remus stuff too-"

"Sirius!"

"Just get some new stuff that fits you, OK?"

Harry just looked at him. He was touched that Sirius cared so much about him but he really wanted to tell him that he didn't need anything at the moment, that even though they were ill-fitted they did their job so why would he need new stuff. At the same time he was surprised that Sirius hadn't kicked up more of a fuss about the Dursley's attitude towards him and this was one of the more tame suggestions Sirius could have come up with. So Harry resigned himself to some clothe shopping as he highly suspected that if he denied Sirius and had to give his reasons then things could be a lot worse.

"Alright Sirius, why Remus and Tonks by the way? Not that I'm complaining," Harry hastily added onto the end glancing at Remus.

"For one you'd have to go with some protection, secondly," Sirius had to raise his voice to speak over Harry's protests here, "you'll need a woman's eye and I thought you'd prefer Tonks to Molly and Remus is going as the second part of the guard and to calm Tonks down when she gets too overexcited."

All three of them were smiling by the end of Sirius's rationalisation and fell into silence for a minute. Harry could feel the mood becoming more grim and knew that Sirius was going to ask more about his home life, so he decided to fake sleepiness.

Yawning loudly he said, "Well, I better be getting off to bed, got to be up early tomorrow for the reading and stuff."

"You can't really be tired Harry, it's barely after ten." Remus said while Sirius's eyes narrowed at him in suspicion.

"Yeah well I haven't exactly been sleeping well the last couple of nights due to the attack and thinking I was being possessed and stuff, so if you could just-"

"Wait a minute," Sirius interrupted, "why would you think you were being possessed?"

"I know I'm not now but no-one could tell me why I had the dream or those feelings I had afterwards, the only one that probably knows has been ignoring me all year."

"Harry, why didn't you tell us about this?"

"I did! I told you Sirius! I told you and you just said it was something left over from the vision. I don't know if you actually believe that but I know that's not right and so you couldn't give me the answers I needed, so what was the point in saying anything when I couldn't get the truth? It's fine now as I understand it a bit more but I'm hoping these books will eventually reveal everything, so goodnight."

Harry then sprang off the bed and headed to the door upon which Remus was leaning.

"Harry-"

Remus placed a hand on Harry's shoulder as Harry reached for the door handle. Looking at each other Remus said, "Can you please just wait a moment, I know that Sirius wants to ask you about your life at the Dursleys' and it's something I would like to know the truth about too."

"I really do just want to go to bed," Harry said tiredly.

"OK well let me just ask you one last thing. Did the Dursleys ever do anything that you haven't told us, I mean the books would probably reveal it in time if they did? So please don't think you have to sugar-coat or hide anything from us." Sirius said flatly.

Harry froze for a second thinking, he couldn't imagine any of the past manhandlings being in the books and he had moved out of the cupboard when he was 10 and he never intended on anyone finding out that titbit of information so he decided to hope that luck was on his side for this.

"The Dursleys were horrible to me but they never abused me, not like how you think anyway, I've told you what they've done, I wasn't lying in the kitchen when I said he'd never hit me before."

Perhaps it was because it was technically the truth Sirius and Remus both seemed to accept this and Remus stood aside to let Harry pass.

"Thanks guys, I do know you care and I appreciate it. Goodnight." Harry called as he closed the door behind him.

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