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Chapter One
Hello?"
No response, he was surrounded by darkness. That's when the panic set in, just as he started to move his hand towards his wand pocket, torches on either side of him burst to life. As he looked around he realised that he was in a very long corridor, both in front and behind it seemed to go on forever. He had never been here before, that was for sure. It reminded him of the corridors that led down to the Slytherin common room. The walls looked the same, damp looking stones that were icy cold to the touch. This couldn't possibly be Hogwarts could it? As he walked down the corridor he could here his footsteps echoing off of the stone floor. As long as his footsteps were the only thing he heard he felt a little safer. But still being alone in a strange place wasn't exactly the wisest thing to do, especially without a wand. That's when he realised he didn't have his wand with him. He thought back to the last time he had lost his wand, it was in the forest at the quidditch world cup when the Death Eaters had attacked. But that time he was with Ron and Hermione, this time he was alone, alone and very vulnerable. The corridor seemed to be going on for forever, but he noticed that in the distance the light had changes somewhat, he stopped walking, silence engulfed him once again, he didn't know whether to keep walking and investigate or turn around and walk the other way. In the end, curiosity got the better of him; this could be the way out. He walked slow and cautiously forward as he got nearer he could see a door on the left-hand wall, there was something else on the other wall opposite the door. It wasn't until he got nearer did he realise that he could see what it was. It was a long shabby piece of black cloth hanging to the floor. It closely resembled the hanging that Sirius had fallen behind. As he got closer his hopes started to rise, maybe just maybe he could pull back the cloth and find Sirius. He stood with his back to the old wooden door; he took a deep breath and watched his trembling hand reach for the edge of the curtain. Suddenly he heard a shout, that's it, he was looking for something or someone. He heard the shout again; it was a cry for help. Whoever it was, it was female, maybe he was looking for her? Maybe it was Hermione or Ginny again, like in the second year. He turned around facing away from the hanging and quite possibly Sirius. As he went to find this unknown person, he took one last glance at the curtain and began to open the door.
Somewhere in a bedroom in a small town in Surrey, Harry Potter woke up trembling.
As he sat up he realised that he was covered in sweat. He slowly walked to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror while the sink filled. The bright florescent light bleached the skin on his face. He looked at his hands, he was still trembling, grabbing the washcloth he rubbed his face with scalding hot water until his cheeks were quite pink. He came back to his bedroom; Hedwig was watching him with her huge yellow eyes. He must have startled her when he woke up. He opened the cage and moved to his desk.
"Fancy a journey, Hedwig?" He said softly. She hooted back. "Well I'd better send Remus a letter or he'll be turning up on the doorstep, I don't think Aunt Petunia would like that!"
As he finished the letter he yawned hugely. Hedwig waited patiently while he attached the letter, he gave her one last stroke before opening the window and letting he fly out. He watched her fly off into the distance. He then moved back to his bed, and was asleep before his head hit the pillow.
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The next morning he woke up to the sound of a busy household. He could hear Petunia washing the breakfast dishes and Uncle Vernon and Dudley laughing at the television. He quickly got dressed and went downstairs. He was ignored as he walked into the kitchen. He grabbed a slice of bread and was just sliding the handle of the toaster down as the doorbell rang.
"Who could that possibly be at this time of the day?" Complained
Vernon "Dudley get the door son" "Get Harry to do it" "It might be a late birthday present for your birthday, you never know" "You are only making me do it because you are scared of him! He jabbed a fat finger in the direction of Harry, who was staring out of the window as if nothing was happening. "Dudley just get the door will you!"
He stood knocking his chair to the floor, and then stormed out of the kitchen slamming the door, they heard the front door open, and a terrified cry come from Dudley. Then a noise that sounded like thunder until Harry realised that it was Dudley running up the stairs.
"What the devil?" snarled Vernon looking at Harry "if this has anything to do with you I'll give you what for"
He got up just as the door opened, a tall dark and imposing figure stood in the doorway. Harry only had to look at the person's feet to know he wasn't a wizard, as there was a pair of dark slacks and shoes, no robes. He breathed a sigh of relief, until..
"Potter"
The voice filled him with dread, but before he could open his mouth Vernon spoke.
"Who the hell are you and why the hell are you in my house and what did you do to my son?" "First of all I did not do anything to your.was that your son? I thought it was a small rhino."
Harry had to bite down hard onto his lip to stop himself from laughing out loud, as Vernon spluttered. But before he could say anything the man continued.
"He merely ran away when he saw me" a hint of pride was heard in his voice " as to who I am, my name is Professor Severus Snape, Potions Master at Hogwarts school, the school that your nephew attends."
Harry turned to look at Snape, and was slightly shocked and impressed at what he was wearing, he had seen many wizards try to dress in a muggle fashion not many had succeeded, but for a wizard who was Slytherin and seemed not to care for anything muggle had succeeded in looking like a well dressed man. Along with the dark trousers he was wearing a black button up shirt and dark grey coat, his greasy hair tied back in a ponytail at the nape of his neck.
"Close your mouth Potter, you look like you have just seen a manticore"
"What are you..?"
"Doing here? I have been sent to collect you, and take you to the headquarters for the summer.
"And.and I have to go with you?"
"Yes Potter, I'm not exactly thrilled with the situation either. Now go and pack your things, I will wait here for you please hurry"
Harry rushed out of the kitchen in quick time; meanwhile Snape introduced himself to the Dursleys.
"So you are the muggles then?"
"What?"
"Non-magical people" "Yes we are thank you very much, we do not want anything to do with your kind of filth"
"Filth?"
"We know what kind of unnaturalness your lot do"
Snape was speechless, Harry entered to the room to find Snape and Vernon standing at opposite ends of the table staring at each other with pure hatred. Snape broke the silence
"Ready Potter?"
"Yes sir"
Snape shrunk Harry's belongings and handed them to him, Harry pocketed them. They walked to the front door before Harry stopped
"Forgotten anything Potter?" "No, but how are we getting there?" "We will be going to Arabella Figg's to get the Floo to Diagon Alley, as there are a few things you need to do, at Gringotts." "Umm.. Professor?" "Yes" "Won't people be a bit surprised to see you with me?" "I am impressed Potter, you do have common sense" Snape replied icily "when any other person looks at me they will see Lupin, from now on you are the only person who can see the real me"
"Professor?"
"What now?"
"Why do I have to go to Gringotts?"
"You have to go through Black's things and see to the Will. Any more questions and I will hand you to the dark lord myself understood?"
"Yes professor"
Harry's heart sank, that would mean he'd have to sort through Sirius' belongings. Why couldn't someone else have been sent? It would have been easier if he were with Remus, Mrs Weasley or even McGonagall. And why did it have to be today of all days, his birthday.
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Light flooded into the vault, it was around twice the size of the whole of the Dursleys house. It seemed that the Black family had been very rich indeed. Over three quarters of the space was filled with golden Galleons, sparkling in the candlelight. The rest of the space was filled with Sirius' possessions. Harry stood looking in speechless. He stared at Sirius' old bike, still gleaming as if one of the goblins had polished it everyday.
"Mr Potter?"
Harry turned and looked at the old goblin
"Yes?"
"Would you like us to transfer your other account into his one?"
"Oh.. umm yes please"
The goblin nodded and turned and walked away. Harry looked at Snape.
"I.. I know you don't really want to be here. And I think this might take a while, you can go if you want I can meet with you later"
"Very well, I shall be back in an hour"
He heard Snape leave, and turned back to the vault. He walked slowly towards the corner full of boxes and two large trunks. He ran his fingers along the cold metal the bike. The many times he had dreamed about riding it, now he could have the chance. He walked further in and sat down. The first two boxes were filled with various instruments that were either very rusty or cracked; he pushed these to the side and opened the trunk. There seemed to be many smaller boxes inside and a few books. Along with these there were three letters, one to Remus, one to Snape and finally one to himself. He looked at the opening of the vault and couldn't hear anything, so he took a deep breath and began to open it.
'Dear Harry If you're readying this then I will either be dead or those damn Dementors got me (personally I hope it's the first one!) There are many things I want to tell you, and knowing me its too late to tell you them in person so I will do it this way. First of all, I need you to look after Remus for me, he has lived all these years alone, and you are all he has now. My preference is that you find him a good woman. It's probably been a few years since his last shag! He will be the closest thing to your godfather now. I want you to give him this trunk, which you found the letters in. Also I want you to give something to Snape, I know it sounds crazy but humour me. Under the letters There is a rather large book, tell him it is from me, and also give him the letter. Now I am hoping that you are old enough to know about the birds and the bees, if not ask Remus! The house is yours now, I have only two requests, one is that you decorate it however you like it, in other words get rid of my mother! The second is that you let past gongs on continue there (you know what I mean) I know that you will defeat Voldemort and I know you will live a long and happy life. I am sad that I won't be there to see it. You are like a son to me, and I am so glad that we did meet. I want you to live your life as I wish I could have done. Look after those who care for you, even if they don't show their love. Always make sure you let them know that it is there. Now, the bike is yours, please look after it and let Hagrid have a go on it as often as he likes. Just don't let Molly Weasley know you have it or she will try and find me wherever I am and kill me! Remember I am always near to you, watching over you. Yours Sirius Ps when you get old Voldie, make sure you or Remus get Peter too.'
Harry choked back a tear as he finished the letter. He looked around at all of the boxes; he found one that was full of photographs. He was looking at a photograph of a dog and deer, when he heard a slight cough, he turned and saw Snape standing in the doorway, and he wiped away a tear.
"Sorry Professor, I didn't see you there."
"Are you ready yet Potter?"
"Almost, Sirius asked me to give you this"
He stood and handed the surprised professor the book and letter, Snape just raised an eyebrow before turning and shrinking all of the other boxes. Harry picked them up and slid them into his pocket. He looked at the bike and sighed as he climbed into the cart.
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They flooed to a wizards house near to Grimmauld place and walked the rest of the way. Harry could see the dark house from the other end of the street. Snape opened the door, and they stepped inside.
"Leave your things here, I will take them upstairs, go straight to the kitchen"
"Thank you professor"
He walked through the dark house, straining to hear some noises from anyone. The house was really creepy when it was dark and silent. He finally go to the kitchen he could see a light from under to the door, as he stepped into the kitchen a light flashed in front of him.
"Surprise!"
Disclaimer: we do not own Harry Potter or any of its components, except our own characters and storylines.
Chapter One
Hello?"
No response, he was surrounded by darkness. That's when the panic set in, just as he started to move his hand towards his wand pocket, torches on either side of him burst to life. As he looked around he realised that he was in a very long corridor, both in front and behind it seemed to go on forever. He had never been here before, that was for sure. It reminded him of the corridors that led down to the Slytherin common room. The walls looked the same, damp looking stones that were icy cold to the touch. This couldn't possibly be Hogwarts could it? As he walked down the corridor he could here his footsteps echoing off of the stone floor. As long as his footsteps were the only thing he heard he felt a little safer. But still being alone in a strange place wasn't exactly the wisest thing to do, especially without a wand. That's when he realised he didn't have his wand with him. He thought back to the last time he had lost his wand, it was in the forest at the quidditch world cup when the Death Eaters had attacked. But that time he was with Ron and Hermione, this time he was alone, alone and very vulnerable. The corridor seemed to be going on for forever, but he noticed that in the distance the light had changes somewhat, he stopped walking, silence engulfed him once again, he didn't know whether to keep walking and investigate or turn around and walk the other way. In the end, curiosity got the better of him; this could be the way out. He walked slow and cautiously forward as he got nearer he could see a door on the left-hand wall, there was something else on the other wall opposite the door. It wasn't until he got nearer did he realise that he could see what it was. It was a long shabby piece of black cloth hanging to the floor. It closely resembled the hanging that Sirius had fallen behind. As he got closer his hopes started to rise, maybe just maybe he could pull back the cloth and find Sirius. He stood with his back to the old wooden door; he took a deep breath and watched his trembling hand reach for the edge of the curtain. Suddenly he heard a shout, that's it, he was looking for something or someone. He heard the shout again; it was a cry for help. Whoever it was, it was female, maybe he was looking for her? Maybe it was Hermione or Ginny again, like in the second year. He turned around facing away from the hanging and quite possibly Sirius. As he went to find this unknown person, he took one last glance at the curtain and began to open the door.
Somewhere in a bedroom in a small town in Surrey, Harry Potter woke up trembling.
As he sat up he realised that he was covered in sweat. He slowly walked to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror while the sink filled. The bright florescent light bleached the skin on his face. He looked at his hands, he was still trembling, grabbing the washcloth he rubbed his face with scalding hot water until his cheeks were quite pink. He came back to his bedroom; Hedwig was watching him with her huge yellow eyes. He must have startled her when he woke up. He opened the cage and moved to his desk.
"Fancy a journey, Hedwig?" He said softly. She hooted back. "Well I'd better send Remus a letter or he'll be turning up on the doorstep, I don't think Aunt Petunia would like that!"
As he finished the letter he yawned hugely. Hedwig waited patiently while he attached the letter, he gave her one last stroke before opening the window and letting he fly out. He watched her fly off into the distance. He then moved back to his bed, and was asleep before his head hit the pillow.
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The next morning he woke up to the sound of a busy household. He could hear Petunia washing the breakfast dishes and Uncle Vernon and Dudley laughing at the television. He quickly got dressed and went downstairs. He was ignored as he walked into the kitchen. He grabbed a slice of bread and was just sliding the handle of the toaster down as the doorbell rang.
"Who could that possibly be at this time of the day?" Complained
Vernon "Dudley get the door son" "Get Harry to do it" "It might be a late birthday present for your birthday, you never know" "You are only making me do it because you are scared of him! He jabbed a fat finger in the direction of Harry, who was staring out of the window as if nothing was happening. "Dudley just get the door will you!"
He stood knocking his chair to the floor, and then stormed out of the kitchen slamming the door, they heard the front door open, and a terrified cry come from Dudley. Then a noise that sounded like thunder until Harry realised that it was Dudley running up the stairs.
"What the devil?" snarled Vernon looking at Harry "if this has anything to do with you I'll give you what for"
He got up just as the door opened, a tall dark and imposing figure stood in the doorway. Harry only had to look at the person's feet to know he wasn't a wizard, as there was a pair of dark slacks and shoes, no robes. He breathed a sigh of relief, until..
"Potter"
The voice filled him with dread, but before he could open his mouth Vernon spoke.
"Who the hell are you and why the hell are you in my house and what did you do to my son?" "First of all I did not do anything to your.was that your son? I thought it was a small rhino."
Harry had to bite down hard onto his lip to stop himself from laughing out loud, as Vernon spluttered. But before he could say anything the man continued.
"He merely ran away when he saw me" a hint of pride was heard in his voice " as to who I am, my name is Professor Severus Snape, Potions Master at Hogwarts school, the school that your nephew attends."
Harry turned to look at Snape, and was slightly shocked and impressed at what he was wearing, he had seen many wizards try to dress in a muggle fashion not many had succeeded, but for a wizard who was Slytherin and seemed not to care for anything muggle had succeeded in looking like a well dressed man. Along with the dark trousers he was wearing a black button up shirt and dark grey coat, his greasy hair tied back in a ponytail at the nape of his neck.
"Close your mouth Potter, you look like you have just seen a manticore"
"What are you..?"
"Doing here? I have been sent to collect you, and take you to the headquarters for the summer.
"And.and I have to go with you?"
"Yes Potter, I'm not exactly thrilled with the situation either. Now go and pack your things, I will wait here for you please hurry"
Harry rushed out of the kitchen in quick time; meanwhile Snape introduced himself to the Dursleys.
"So you are the muggles then?"
"What?"
"Non-magical people" "Yes we are thank you very much, we do not want anything to do with your kind of filth"
"Filth?"
"We know what kind of unnaturalness your lot do"
Snape was speechless, Harry entered to the room to find Snape and Vernon standing at opposite ends of the table staring at each other with pure hatred. Snape broke the silence
"Ready Potter?"
"Yes sir"
Snape shrunk Harry's belongings and handed them to him, Harry pocketed them. They walked to the front door before Harry stopped
"Forgotten anything Potter?" "No, but how are we getting there?" "We will be going to Arabella Figg's to get the Floo to Diagon Alley, as there are a few things you need to do, at Gringotts." "Umm.. Professor?" "Yes" "Won't people be a bit surprised to see you with me?" "I am impressed Potter, you do have common sense" Snape replied icily "when any other person looks at me they will see Lupin, from now on you are the only person who can see the real me"
"Professor?"
"What now?"
"Why do I have to go to Gringotts?"
"You have to go through Black's things and see to the Will. Any more questions and I will hand you to the dark lord myself understood?"
"Yes professor"
Harry's heart sank, that would mean he'd have to sort through Sirius' belongings. Why couldn't someone else have been sent? It would have been easier if he were with Remus, Mrs Weasley or even McGonagall. And why did it have to be today of all days, his birthday.
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Light flooded into the vault, it was around twice the size of the whole of the Dursleys house. It seemed that the Black family had been very rich indeed. Over three quarters of the space was filled with golden Galleons, sparkling in the candlelight. The rest of the space was filled with Sirius' possessions. Harry stood looking in speechless. He stared at Sirius' old bike, still gleaming as if one of the goblins had polished it everyday.
"Mr Potter?"
Harry turned and looked at the old goblin
"Yes?"
"Would you like us to transfer your other account into his one?"
"Oh.. umm yes please"
The goblin nodded and turned and walked away. Harry looked at Snape.
"I.. I know you don't really want to be here. And I think this might take a while, you can go if you want I can meet with you later"
"Very well, I shall be back in an hour"
He heard Snape leave, and turned back to the vault. He walked slowly towards the corner full of boxes and two large trunks. He ran his fingers along the cold metal the bike. The many times he had dreamed about riding it, now he could have the chance. He walked further in and sat down. The first two boxes were filled with various instruments that were either very rusty or cracked; he pushed these to the side and opened the trunk. There seemed to be many smaller boxes inside and a few books. Along with these there were three letters, one to Remus, one to Snape and finally one to himself. He looked at the opening of the vault and couldn't hear anything, so he took a deep breath and began to open it.
'Dear Harry If you're readying this then I will either be dead or those damn Dementors got me (personally I hope it's the first one!) There are many things I want to tell you, and knowing me its too late to tell you them in person so I will do it this way. First of all, I need you to look after Remus for me, he has lived all these years alone, and you are all he has now. My preference is that you find him a good woman. It's probably been a few years since his last shag! He will be the closest thing to your godfather now. I want you to give him this trunk, which you found the letters in. Also I want you to give something to Snape, I know it sounds crazy but humour me. Under the letters There is a rather large book, tell him it is from me, and also give him the letter. Now I am hoping that you are old enough to know about the birds and the bees, if not ask Remus! The house is yours now, I have only two requests, one is that you decorate it however you like it, in other words get rid of my mother! The second is that you let past gongs on continue there (you know what I mean) I know that you will defeat Voldemort and I know you will live a long and happy life. I am sad that I won't be there to see it. You are like a son to me, and I am so glad that we did meet. I want you to live your life as I wish I could have done. Look after those who care for you, even if they don't show their love. Always make sure you let them know that it is there. Now, the bike is yours, please look after it and let Hagrid have a go on it as often as he likes. Just don't let Molly Weasley know you have it or she will try and find me wherever I am and kill me! Remember I am always near to you, watching over you. Yours Sirius Ps when you get old Voldie, make sure you or Remus get Peter too.'
Harry choked back a tear as he finished the letter. He looked around at all of the boxes; he found one that was full of photographs. He was looking at a photograph of a dog and deer, when he heard a slight cough, he turned and saw Snape standing in the doorway, and he wiped away a tear.
"Sorry Professor, I didn't see you there."
"Are you ready yet Potter?"
"Almost, Sirius asked me to give you this"
He stood and handed the surprised professor the book and letter, Snape just raised an eyebrow before turning and shrinking all of the other boxes. Harry picked them up and slid them into his pocket. He looked at the bike and sighed as he climbed into the cart.
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They flooed to a wizards house near to Grimmauld place and walked the rest of the way. Harry could see the dark house from the other end of the street. Snape opened the door, and they stepped inside.
"Leave your things here, I will take them upstairs, go straight to the kitchen"
"Thank you professor"
He walked through the dark house, straining to hear some noises from anyone. The house was really creepy when it was dark and silent. He finally go to the kitchen he could see a light from under to the door, as he stepped into the kitchen a light flashed in front of him.
"Surprise!"