Title: Moving Day
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Harry Potter. NO infringement is intended and no profit is being made.
Spoilers: AU after GOF.
Summary: Just a wonderful idea that hit me that I don’t have time to write a full fic for. Just wonders, what if Pettigrew had been caught sometime after the events of GOF? Sirius’s name has been cleared and he’s ready to resume his godfather status. The problem? Harry still needs to live with blood relatives for protection. So what’s a determined Marauder to do? Set in an AU fifth year.
“Boy! Get down here!” Vernon Dursley’s voice thundered up the stairs.
Harry Potter shot up in bed, roused out of dreams of a certain red-haired girl Ron would have killed him for if he knew about, and fumbled his way out of his bed. He tripped over the sneakers he had left lying carelessly on the floor and sleepily stumbled his way down the stairs.
“What is the meaning of this?” Vernon asked as he pointed, outraged, through the window to signs of activity next door. Aunt Petunia was standing next to him, her panicked looking horse-y face pressed to the glass, trying to see if her neighbors had noticed and connected them to what was going on.
Harry’s eyes lit up at the sight. “You mean I didn’t tell you?” Harry couldn’t resist rubbing it in that he had left them unaware till the last minute. He had been waiting to relish the sight of their realization for weeks. “My godfather is moving in. We’re neighbors!” Harry finished with a wide grin.
Uncle Vernon’s face rapidly changed colors as the news sunk in. Aunt Petunia gasped, horror stricken, and in the doorway Dudley dropped in a dead faint that shook the house.
Sirius Black had joined the neighborhood.