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A/N: This is my first HP fanfic, so I hope whoever is reading this finds it enjoyable!
Prologue: Stormy Summer Nights
The Potters were just sitting down to dinner one rainy night when a knock was heard on the door of Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Harry and Ginny looked across at each other with just a bit of worry in their eyes. Their friends and coworkers knew to never bother them at mealtimes, so house visits at this time were few and often very important.
Even as their parents grew worried, Albus and Lily bounced in their seat and cast each other excited glances. At the ages of six and eight they knew that the doorbell ringing was the start of an exciting adventure. James at nine was much too old to bounce in his seat, but couldn't help but look just as excited as his siblings, nor refrain from asking if he should answer the door. His question roused his parents from their stupor.
"No James" Ginny replied "your father and I will get it. You three stay here and eat your salad. Yes Lily, all of it!" she exclaimed as her daughter huffed and opened her mouth to complain.
As they neared the front door they could hear the pounding rain against the windows and door. They shared a glance that screamed 'who in their right minds would be out there on a night like this'?
"Harry, do you think this has anything to do with that Dark Magic cult that you've been chasing?" Ginny asked hesitantly. She sincerely hoped it wasn't because big cases always stressed Harry out. "No" Harry replied "they are still too small to do anything to drastic yet."
They were too preoccupied to notice the three heads that poked out from behind the dining room door, nor the Extendable Ears that followed them down the hall.
"Then I suppose it won't be anything for Quidditch then, would it?" Harry asked hopefully. Ginny shook her head saying "well we should open the door and stop stalling. Whoever it is must be absolutely soaked through."
Drawing their wands they unlatched their wands and pulled open the heavy door to reveal a gaunt face surrounded by black hair stripped with silver and silvery gray eyes.
"Sirius?" Harry gasped.
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