Hagrid's
Draco was waiting for the outside the classroom. "Well? What did she say?"
"She said she'd see what she could do but she couldn't make any promises." Ron sighed.
Draco nodded. "I can't believe Unc- I mean Professor Snape did that. I've known him my whole life but he was never that mean to me."
Ron snorted. "It's cause you're a Slytherin and we're Gryffindors. Everyone knows Snape hates Gryffindors. It was pretty much the only serious warning m brothers gave me before I got here."
"Why did you almost call him 'uncle'?" Harry asked.
"He's my godfather. Don't you call your godfather 'uncle'?"
The thought of Harry calling him 'Uncle Sirius' made him incredibly happy. He was pretty sure that he could take on a few dozen dementors with that thought alone. The next thing out of Harry's mouth made his mood drop.
"I don't think I have a godfather. Just my aunt and uncle, and they don't like me much."
-You do have a godfather, Harry.- Sirius thought desperately, -I'm right here.-
"If they're that bad you can come stay with us at my house." Ron said.
Draco sneered at him. "Like your house would be big enough. Harry's gonna stay with me this summer."
They had just gone outside and were crossing the grounds to Hagrid's hut.
"I could always just split the time between you two if you feel so strongly about it." Harry smiled.
"Done!" They both yelled.
Harry laughed softly.
Sirius caught sight of a particular tree in the courtyard and was hit by another memory. They'd loved to sit under that tree together. Planning pranks on the other houses, helping each other with homework. James had had this snitch he would play with. He let it fly just a little ways away before catching it again. Remus used to tease him about it. Telling him that he should've been a seeker instead of a chaser seeing as how he couldn't leave that snitch alone. After Lily and James had started dating she had come to sit with them, scolding them for certain pranks and making sure they never went too far. Remus had done that in previous years, but Sirius was sure he'd been glad for Lily's help in keeping them in line. Whenever it was nice out they'd be under that tree.
"Shadow?" Harry's voice snapped him out of his thoughts, "Are you okay, boy?"
"Maybe he saw a squirrel or something." Ron suggested.
"Maybe. I've never seen him space out like that though. I just hope he's not getting sick." Harry answered worriedly. Sirius licked his hand and started towards Hagrid's again.
Draco knocked on Hagrid's door. They heard barking and scuffling inside. The door opened to reveal a large black boar hound. Hagrid held its collar.
"Back, Fang, back." he pulled the huge dog inside so they could come in.
"Um.. will he and Shadow-" Harry started.
"Oh, don' worry abou' Fang. He's a great coward. Shadow won' have any problems."
Sirius wondered how long Hagrid had had Fang. How long did dogs live? Thirteen years give or take? Unless Fang was really old, or magical, Hagrid probably got him just after he had left Hogwarts. Fang had come over and started sniffing at him. Sirius let him. Hagrid might say Fang was a coward, but he was also big. If he got scared in here, intentional or not, he could hurt someone.
Harry's friends had introduced themselves and Hagrid was making them all some tea. The boys tried some rock cake. Harry made a face behind Hagrid's back and dropped his so Sirius could have it. He sniffed it and decided that while Hagrid seemed like a good person, he wasn't a good cook.
Hagrid insisted on hearing all about their first week. The boy's seemed delighted to hear Hagrid call Filch an old git. His reaction to hearing about Snape wasn't nearly as kind.
"I can' believe he would do tha'. Shadow was warnin' everyone an' he didn' listen. Serves 'im righ' gettin' bit." He muttered a few insults under his breath.
Harry started reading a copy of the Prophet Hagrid left lying around.
"There was a Gringotts break-in on my birthday?" Harry frowned.
"Oh, uh. Yeh don' need teh worry abou' tha' Harry. I'm sure the goblins have everythin' taken care of."
Sirius blinked. Hagrid wouldn't look at the boys when he spoke. He was hiding something. The Marauder in him wanted to go out and find what it was right now. He couldn't though. Whatever it was could get Harry in trouble and he didn't want that. Still, maybe he could do just a little snooping while Harry was asleep. Just to make sure everything was okay.