Sirius and Remus were having a bad day. Well, Remus was. He had a wolf night; even with Sirius's help, it wasn't much of a help. Remus looked worse than before. Sirius wasn't helping much even now. Remus noted Sirius was in a bad mood.
He didn't ask him because he also was in a bad mood.
Both of them were in a room for staff members, Remus lying on the couch while Sirius sat on a wooden chair, tired from last night. Who knew that Remus's inner Wolfie was hard to tame?
"What the heck happened to you two?" Harry asked as he saw his uncle and godfather looking like they got ganged up on by trolls. "Today's class was cancelled." He came to check on them when he heard the class was cancelled. Everyone was confused why. Harry, worried, came here in a hurry to check on them.
"Wolfie," Sirius groaned. "He was mad..."
Remus covered his face. "Shut up."
"Oh." Right, the full moon. "You okay, Uncle Remus?" Harry asked, worried. "Didn't you take any potions?"
"I did..." Remus tiredly smiled. "It wasn't much..."
Sirius darkly glared at the ceiling. He was so bitter with Snape. Still, Sirius brought some potions for Remus which he needed, including the Wolfsbane Potion. He's fucking rich and a free man; plus, after marriage, Sirius has plans for Remus. A lot of plans.
It also includes Harry too. They were gonna have a vacation. Tony was already on board with Sirius, although he would have to clear the time from his work first.
"How was your day, Harry?"
"It went well..."
"By the way, I know you were there hearing Snape's and my conversation," Sirius pointed out to his godson, who looked startled by this revelation. "I have a great sense of smell... I could have called you out, but I knew that Snappy would try something funny..."
"What?" Remus blinked, looking at him and Harry. "What do you mean? What happened? Why was Harry listening in on your conversation?... Did you skip class?"
Harry shook his head. "It was a coincidence. I was on my way to Charms class."
Remus sat down and patted the spot beside him. "Come here."
Harry did and sat beside him. "I didn't mean to listen... although it made sense why Snape picked on me in first year..."
"Pardon? What did he do?" Sirius looked like a hound and focused, which creeped Harry out. "What did he say?"
Harry looked at Remus, who also looked like Sirius. Geez, maybe he shouldn't have opened his mouth.
"Harry... I promise... we won't attack him," Remus told him while raising his hand at Sirius, who was about to say something, and glared. "No, Sirius. No. We are better than this... please."
Sirius sighed, he backed away and leaned in his seat. "Fine." No way he's gonna back down.
"What happened, Harry?"
Harry bit his lips. Should he tell them? Well, Snape did mess with him when Harry didn't do anything. He's the victim here.
"Well... first year... when I first attended the Potions class..."
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Amelia organized the papers on the shelf, helping her assistant. She and others were restless. A dark wizard, one of You-Know-Who's Death Eater group, escaped from Azkaban. It's unheard of. No one escapes from there. And yet, this wizard did.
Fudge wasn't much help. He wanted to save his reputation and push forward the matter of Grindelwald while hiding the fact that a Death Eater escaped from Azkaban.
Amelia was pissed off. No—everyone in her department was, at that stupid minister. It also became a major concern: what if more of his followers escaped?
Still, the Aurors were sent to Azkaban for tighter security. This dark wizard was after Potter.
"Miss Bones, may I be excused? I need some coffee..." The man, Matt, was a tired wizard. He had worse days than Amelia because, unlike her, he had to run all around London where a rumor of a dark wizard was spotted, then return back here to do his work. He wasn't even given a rest.
"Go ahead. Bring me some too, Matt."
"Thanks, boss..."
As Matt left, Amelia made up her mind to take a break as well. She left the room and headed to her office. On the way, her phone rang in her pocket. She increased her pace and entered her office. Closing the door, she pulled out the phone and answered.
"Yes—"
"Why the fuck didn't you inform me there is a fucking dark wizard after my brother?!" It was Tony.
Amelia froze. How did he know?! "Who told you?"
"I have my own resources. Now, explain! I am getting anxiety and not blasting through the roof of my tower to head to Hogwarts right now."
"Calm down." What source could have told him? Sirius and Remus wouldn't have told Tony; the couple didn't want to worry him. And from what she had heard, Tony was learning magic from someone. "We are tracking that dark wizard down..."
"Really? What's the progress of your tracking?"
".....None..."
"Figured as much... Do you have a photo of that guy? Send it to me and I'll find him."
"Huh?! Tony! This is a dark wizard! You-Know-Who's follower!"
"Well, You-Know-What, I'll find him. You-Know-Me, it's even worth it! Now, You-Know-When, can you send me the photo of that bastard?"
Amelia felt a headache.
"Fine... I'll send the photo, but—"
"Wonderful! See you later!" Tony hung up.
Amelia rubbed her forehead in frustration. If she didn't send him the photo, then he would come here. She was told Tony had contact with the American wizard Head of the Auror team, Percival Graves.
Putting the phone back in her pocket, she walked around her desk and took a seat on her chair. She pulled out a quill and a paper. She began writing a letter to Sirius, letting him know that Tony knew and would be coming to Hogwarts.
Then added that they should also buy the phone like she did. Makes the communication easier.