A mischievous grin spread across Harry's face and he looked so like James for a second that Sirius's heart almost stopped.
"I'm going to have to a family meeting soon to sort some things out. As you're my heir, I want you to have input on how we handle the family matters," Sirius forced himself to continue, "but that's a discussion for another day."
"OK," Harry said easily, "although I know exactly what I want to do with Malfoy."
Sirius and Remus exchanged a knowing look at the tone. James had always used that particular tone for Snivellus.
"Getting back to Voldemort," Sirius said quickly, "yes, Remus and I know he's out there. Thanks to a letter my brother Regulus wrote to me and which Kreacher gave to me when I arrived here, we also know there are other objects like the diary that are also out there that we believe are the reason why he's a wraith and not completely dead."
"So what are we going to do?" Harry asked, far too enthusiastic for Sirius's liking.
"We aren't going to do anything. Remus and I will be bringing the matter to the attention of the Ministry, the DMLE and the DOM, and will work with them to track these objects down and see about kicking Voldepants into the great hereafter." Sirius said. "You are going to go to school, study, have fun and enjoy yourself."
"But…" began Harry.
"It's not that I don't think you're a capable wizard, Harry," Sirius reassured him swiftly, "after your amazing rescue of me, how could I think otherwise? And I know from the tales of your exploits that you've faced Voldemort down more than anyone else alive and lived to tell the tale. But, Harry, and it's a big but, you should never have had to face him. You were eleven and twelve and should have been thinking about pranks and fun not how do I survive a basilisk or a possessed professor? The adults around you should have done much more to protect you – and I will be having words with Dumbledore believe you and me – and now you're under my protection, I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure you're safe, and that means ensuring that Voldemort or anything to do with him doesn't come within a hundred miles of you!"
His heart was racing as he ended his speech.
Harry was looking at him wide-eyed.
"As you can see, your godfather feels rather strongly about the matter." Remus said mildly.
"I don't want anything to happen to you." Harry blurted out. "Either of you."
"Neither do we, nor do we want anything happening to you." Remus replied as Sirius struggled to get the lump in his throat to disappear. "Which is why Sirius and I will involve the people who should track these things down and fight Voldemort; namely not us. I was thinking we would be more like…"
"Ringmasters." Sirius offered.
"I was going to say Generals." Remus countered. "A Ringmaster is in charge of a circus."
"Well, it is the Ministry, the DMLE and the DOM." Sirius pointed wryly. "They are a bit of a circus."
A genuine chuckle from Harry brought a smile to Sirius's face only for it to be wiped out by the next thing his godson asked.
"What about the Headmaster?" Harry waved his spoon. "He could help."
Sirius growled before he could stop himself.
"What Sirius is trying to say is that while we both think the Headmaster is a great wizard to whom we owe a great deal," Remus said diplomatically, "we have some concerns about the decisions he's made."
Harry frowned. "What decisions?"
Remus and Sirius exchanged a concerned look; neither of them wanted to disillusion Harry about an adult authority figure, someone he respected, but they also knew they needed Harry to start questioning his Headmaster's motivations and actions.
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