So, Harry had left his godfather with a book about muggle developments over the last five decades and then returned home. The volume had looked entertaining, but no amount of glossy presentation could tidy over the weapons of mass destruction and surveillance systems it spoke about. Muggles truly were a paranoid bunch, setting up cameras on every corner. Harry hoped that this literature would open his godfather's eyes to the dangers that surrounded their society. If not ... No! He did not want to think about worst-case scenarios. At least not today. Sirius Black had been his father's best friend and a good friend of his mother. He would try to pull him out of the headmaster's clutches, and then he would get at least a tiny part of his family back!