Remus wasn't surprised to see Dumbledore at his door. He'd been expecting this for days now. He was slightly surprised to see the minister with, as he didn't think Dumbledore would actually go that route, but no matter. He wasn't worried. "Well this is a bit of déjà vu, isn't it? Wasn't it just last year the two of you showed up on my doorstep like this?"

"Where is he Lupin?" Fudge demanded to know.

"Hey, you're even asking the same questions," Remus commented.

"Don't make this any harder than it has to be, Remus. Produce Harry," Dumbledore said in a sad, grandfatherly voice.

"Well, the person you want is different this time at least. You know, I'm almost surprised it took you this long. Its been over a week. I would've thought you'd have figured it out sooner. The fact that you didn't tells me how little regard you have for his wellbeing," Remus said.

"Hand over the Boy Who Lived now, Lupin!" Fudge ordered angrily.

Remus glared at the minister. "He is not 'the Boy Who Lived'. His name is Harry James Potter. He is a thirteen-year-old boy, not some political weapon for you to possess!"

"You planned this all along didn't you, Lupin. You took the teaching position just so you could kidnap the boy," Fudge accused.

"Yes," Remus said matter-of-factly. He found no reason to deny his intentions. There wasn't anything either of these men could do about what he did. Legally Harry was his now. He didn't know what they thought they'd gain by coming to his home, but they would be sadly mistaken.

"Why, Remus? I told you that Harry needed to remain with his aunt and uncle for his own safety," Dumbledore said while giving Remus a sad, disappointed look.

Remus glared at Dumbledore in return. "Don't give me that look, Dumbledore. It doesn't work on me. And I told you your reasons were faulty. Harry is a young boy who deserves to grow up in a loving home. He wasn't getting that where he was, but he will here."

"The hell he will. There is no way I'm going to let a werewolf take custody of the Boy Who Lived," Fudge said.

"I already have custody, granted to me first by Lily and James and then by my government," Remus said calmly.

"Not for long," Fudge said with a pompous smirk on his face. "A child's magical guardian can override any physical custody order."

Remus turned to Dumbledore and raised an eyebrow. "Are you telling people that you are Harry's magical guardian?"

Dumbledore had the decency to look away.

"Of course he's the boy's guardian? Aren't you, Dumbledore?" Fudge asked.

Dumbledore continued to say nothing.

"Well, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised you're telling people that. How else would you get away with leaving Harry with Muggles. As his guardian, you would've had the right to leave him wherever you wanted. The trouble is you're not his guardian, magical or otherwise," Remus said.

"Remus, please see reason," Dumbledore pleaded.

Remus ignored him and turned to the minister. "You are correct though, Minister. Harry's magical guardian does have the right to override my physical custody. Let's see if he's willing. Hey, Padfoot, get out here!"

Sirius made his presence known seconds later with a piece of toast in his hand. "What? I'm eating."

Fudge and Dumbledore stared at Sirius in shock. Neither one of them expected to see Sirius Black here. Fudge quickly recovered though and realized this was all he needed for them to gain control of the Potter boy once more. "So you have been hiding him. Well, consider yourself done for now, Lupin. You and Black will be in Azkaban tonight and the Potter boy will be back with his relatives."

"I advise you to reconsider that, Minister," Remus said before going over to the table by the door where he kept all important papers and picking up the asylum papers. He then walked back over and handing them to Fudge. You can't touch Sirius or me."

Fudge read the documents and then started sputtering in disbelief. "This is preposterous! They can't do this!"

"They already have. Sirius is safe as long as he stays in this country," Remus said.

Sirius smirked at the minister. "I guess my days weren't so numbered after all, were they?"

"This isn't over, Black. I will see you back in Azkaban!" Fudge growled.

"Good luck with that one, Minister."

"Oh, Sirius, before I forget, the Minister has brought it to my attention that I obtained custody of Harry without the consent of his magical guardian. As his magical guardian, do you have any problem with what I did?" Remus asked with a smile. He of course knew what the answer would be. The whole charade was for the benefit of their 'guests'.

"Yeah, why didn't you do it sooner?" Sirius chastised jokingly

"Well, there you have it. Your trump card has backfired. How does it feel, Headmaster? You refused to help Sirius because you didn't want Harry to be removed from his 'loving' relatives. Now Harry is in my custody and Sirius is free to watch his daughter and godson grow into adulthood. So you still lost. The only thing you accomplished was losing the respect of everyone in this house. I really hope it was worth it," Remus said.

Dumbledore looked at Remus with sad eyes. "I'm sorry, Remus, but I can't allow this."

"You're not in any position to allow anything, Old Man. Harry is with us now. Your days of manipulating him are over," Sirius said.

"This isn't over," Fudge said while glaring.

"You know in my experience, when someone says it isn't over, it usually means it's over," Remus said.

"I want to see Harry," Dumbledore said.

"Why? So you can try to guilt him into returning to the Dursleys. Not that it would work. I would still have custody after all and the answer would still be no. The only thing seeing Harry would do is bring down his self-esteem. That's already low enough without your help. So, no, you cannot see Harry," Remus told him. Things had gotten better with Harry since they got home, but the boy was still very insecure on occasion. The last thing he needed was Dumbledore in his face trying to guilt him.

"You're making a mistake, Remus," Dumbledore said.

"No, it is you who made a mistake. You underestimated me. You thought you could psychologically harm my children, and make no mistake, that is what they are, and get away with it. You were wrong. You've lost, Dumbledore. Now kindly get off my property," Remus said before proceeding to slam the door in both their faces.