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Sirius Black and Remus Lupin had survived the Second Wizarding War, but survival was the easy part. Living afterward—that took work.
At first, they hid from the world in Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place. The house groaned and complained, but it was theirs. Bear, an overenergetic golden retriever with far too much enthusiasm and very little sense of personal space, helped keep the ghosts—both literal and metaphorical—at bay. For a while, that was enough.
Then Arthur and Molly Weasley got involved, as they tended to do.
They spoke of second chances, of people chewed up by Azkaban and the system around it, of how someone had to meet those people at the door when they were released. Remus listened carefully. Sirius scoffed loudly. Two weeks later, they signed the paperwork.
The first year was chaos. Endless checks, Ministry evaluations, awkward home visits, and more than a few disasters. Some people stayed. Some left. Some relapsed. Sirius learned patience the hard way. Remus learned when to stop giving people the benefit of the doubt.
By the second year, they had rhythm. Rules. Trust.
Then came the new file.
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Recently released from juvie. Too clever, too angry, already testing limits. A history of fights, rule-breaking, and a talent for finding trouble faster than Sirius ever had. The Ministry warned them gently. This one would be difficult.
Sirius read the file and grinned. Remus sighed, rubbing his temples. But in the end they did accept the new placement and waited patiently.