Harry swallowed and nodded knowing that he could pretty much convince the hat to put him wherever he wanted to go.
"You'll be a Gryffindor again" James said confidently before entering the flames and disappearing.
Harry nodded and followed the other boy to meet his sixteen year old godfather for the first time.
(BREAK)
Harry exited the floo and actually managed to not fall to the ground face first for the first time in his life, much to his relief.
Charlus and Dorea were waiting for him and he felt a tap on his shoulder. "Take these", James whispered, handing him his glasses from under the invisibility cloak.
Harry took them and shook his head uncertainly.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked worriedly.
"It's the best way" James said confidently. "Trust me, I know him" he reiterated.
Harry had to agree. Although he knew Sirius this was not the same man from his time who had spent twelve years in the company of the Dementor's.
Harry nodded and put the glasses on and allowed himself to be guided through the stately home by James.
They eventually came to a lounge room and Harry caught sight of his godfather as a teenager for the first time. He looked very much how Harry remembered though this Sirius was definitely much healthier and considerably less gaunt looking.
He took a deep breath and walked into the room, picking up a quidditch magazine he spotted on the table. He took a seat opposite the boy who was sprawled over a couch reading a book of his own and didn't even look up to greet Harry as he arrived.
"So, what did Dumbledore want?" Sirius questioned offhandedly.
"He apologised for the month of detention I served for McGonagall's tin" Harry shrugged. "He said he now knows who did it and they will be punished when school starts" he added, relieved by his own fast thinking.
He heard James stifling his laughter from just behind him.
Sirius immediately sprung to his feet with a look of horror on his face and was about to speak until he caught sight of the other boy and simply gaped at him.
"You know" Harry cut in. "You shouldn't stare at me like that, people are already starting to talk about you" he said seriously.
Sirius's eyes bulged within their sockets and he began to babble incoherently, which was fortunate as James let out a snort of laughter, still hidden underneath the cloak.
"What do you mean people are talking?" Sirius questioned angrily.
"Well, it's understandable" Harry shrugged. "The hair products, the scent charms and the trousers you wear are rather snug" he reeled off casually.
"You know me Prongs, I've been with more witches than you, Moony and Wormy combined" Sirius spoke desperately. "For all I know you could be overcompensating for something" Harry pointed out.
He then put down the magazine and looked at the other boy who was still looking horrified.
"Look, I don't have a problem with it" he stated genuinely. "But just so you know, not my thing, though with those cheekbones you could be quite a pretty girl if you made the effort" he finished with a nod.
Harry could here James snickering from behind the chair and he coughed in an effort to hide the sounds coming from the hidden boy.
Sirius whimpered slightly and then looked towards the other boy, frowning once more, his eyes suddenly going wide after a moment.
"You're not James" he said flatly.
"What the hell are you talking about Padfoot?" Harry asked irritably. It was then that Dorea entered the room and Sirius immediately turned to address her. "Aunt Dorea, look at James" he requested, sliding his wand into his hand.
Dorea turned to look at the boy and shrugged. "Yes, that's my son Sirius" she observed questioningly.
"That's not James, it looks like him but it's not" Sirius pointed out desperately.
"For Merlin sake Sirius, I think I know what my son looks like" Dorea huffed indignantly. Sirius shook his head.
"His features are more delicate and his bloody eyes are green, James has brown eyes" Sirius tried desperately.
"And you wonder why people are talking about you" Harry cut in in a disappointed tone. By now James had clearly had enough and could no longer hold in his laughter as it escaped from him and he removed the cloak to reveal himself, his eyes full of unshed tears.
"That was bloody gold" he declared, patting Harry on the shoulder.
Sirius stared between the two boy's with a look of complete disbelief and confusion on his face.
In his dumbfounded state he managed to point at them both a stammer out random noises, not even being able to formulate a single word.
"Who the hell are you?" he managed to stutter out, his gaze shifting between the two near identical boys.
"This" James cut in. "Is my brother, Harry" he introduced the other boy to his best friend.
Sirius's eyebrows rose and he shook his head.
"You don't have a brother" he stated flatly. "I've known you since first year and been here the last two summer's, you've never once mentioned a brother" he pointed out.
"It's a family secret, was a family secret" James corrected.
"Why would you need to keep a brother a family secret?" Sirius asked confusedly.
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