Harry Potter and the Legal Definition of a Cat

"Well," The man that was a dog and was apparently his godfather stood and clapped his hands together. "This won't do will it, I'm thinking we take out that wall and go from there."Harry stared at him, then at the wall he gestured to. "My bedroom wall?" He asked, frowning. "I'm not sure the Dursley's would like that.""Ah, what the don't know won't hurt them." Sirius waved a hand flippantly and winked. Pulling out his wand and rolling up his sleeves. "If we're stuck in this house, we could at least be more comfortable." and with that, he pointed his wand at the wall and went to work. A story about Sirius being more or less on the run but in the prissy rich boy on the run which is at home and not running at all and looking after his godson, hiding from the dursleys, going back to hogwarts as Padfoot only to encounter a certain teacher, neither of which knew the other would be there. Harry never thought having a family, albeit just one person, could be such a handful, he just prays his godfather gets some sense before he rolls his eyes straight out of his head.