the_debt_of_time

Mad-Eye nodded stiffly looking at Dumbledore; his magical eye focused on Sirius,
and it looked annoyed—if that was even possible. "I'll bring Doge, Diggle, Shacklebolt,
Podmore, and Vance."
"'Scuse me, Mad-Eye," Tonks spoke up, looking offended. "Forget someone?"
"Did I?"
"I'm coming, too," Tonks announced, glaring at her mentor in a way that said he
would have a bigger fight on his hands by arguing with her.
"And Remus," Sirius added.
Moody glared across the table. "No."
"Moody, I know you and I have problems that go back decades," Sirius stated,
reminding himself of the time when he had physically assaulted his old boss, threatening
to shove his badge down the man's throat the day that he quit his job. "But that's my
godson, and if I can't be there, then Remus will be."
When, shockingly, no one argued with him right away, he levelled a glare at
Dumbledore the likes of which he felt Mia would have been proud of. "Every last one of
James and Lily's requests have been ignored for Harry's entire life. Now that I'm back, I'll
be setting things straight. When Harry is not at Hogwarts, he's with Remus or myself. I'll
concede that he can go to the Burrow, but that's only because I trust Arthur," he said,
purposely leaving out Molly's name just to watch her fume a little.
"I can agree to allowing Remus to be a part of the advance guard," Dumbledore
responded.
Sirius noted that he did not speak of any of his other demands regarding Harry's
care and safety.
"Thank you, Albus," Remus said politely, inclining his head.
"Now, intel says that You-Know-Who's after the prophecy once more," Moody
began. At the mention of "intel," each set of eyes fell on Snape, who ignored every last one
of them. "Once Potter's safety is secured and the hearing is taken care of, that's our biggest
issue to deal with."
"What do you suggest, Alastor?" Arthur inquired.
Moody looked up, his magical eye swirling in its socket. "Constant vigilance."