Title: Harry Potter and the Pensieve

Summary: Over christmas break and after Mr. Weasley's attack, Harry's back at Number Twelve Grimauld Place. He stumbles upon a pensieve and learns things about himself and his godfather that he'd never would've known.

A/N- Okay so I changed some things a little and since you don't really get to know Sirius that much in The Order of the Phoenix, I decided to make up this entire new side to him. YAY! Right so I don't own any of these characters save for the two that I DID make up which should be very very obvious. So uhh.. yeah.. don't sue me.. I'm only 15 and I don't like being sued... :D enjoy

Introduction

Harry was glad to be back at number twelve Grimauld Place. Although he was still bummed about having seen Mr. Weasley being attacked, he found that it had a minute effect on being far away from Professor Umbridge.

"Harry?" he heard Ron and Hermione calling from downstairs. Harry sat up quickly looking for a place to hide. He didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment. He knew that they most likely only wanted to talk about his "dreams".

"Harry!" they called again. Harry dashed out of his door before he heard two pairs of footsteps walking up the stairs. He ran up to the fourth floor and dove for the first door he saw. He scrambled into the room and shut the door just as he heard another yell of "Harry!"

He held his breath pressing an ear to the door listening intently.

"He's probably hiding again," Ron said.

"Well. Let's just give him some time. He's had a rough week," Hermione said as they walked back down the stairs. Harry let out a sigh and thanked Hermione silently. He leaned his back against the door and slid down to the bottom of it right when a pale blue light from under the closet of the room caught his eye.

Harry stood slowly and walked cautiously towards the closet. He raised his wand and closed his fingers around the old brass knob of the closet door, opening it slowly. Harry's green eyes widened as a pensieve came into view.

"I need to get myself one of these," he whispered to himself. He couldn't believe he had just found a pensieve in Sirius's house. Harry's eyes darted around the room trying to find out who it was who occupied the room. After a few moments he found nothing of interest and thought. Who were the only people who occupied this house? That was easy: Sirius, Kreacher and Lupin (most of the time). Well Kreacher couldn't be it, he neither had a wand or slept upstairs unless it was the attic.

So it had to be either Professor Lupin or Sirius. But who, Harry could not tell. Then he looked backed at the pensieve. Maybe he could tell if he looked into it. He started to lean over to look into it right when the door to the room started to open. Harry panicked. He didn't want to be caught reliving someone else's memories. He looked for a place to hide but it was too late. At the door, there stood his godfather.

"What are you up to Harry?" Sirius asked cocking his head to the side like a confused puppy.

"I was-- I was just," Harry couldn't seem to even tell the truth which was that he had been hiding from his two best friends.

"I see you've found my pensieve," Sirius said taking a step closer. To Harry's surprise, he didn't seem like he was going to tear him to pieces.

"I wasn't going to--"

Sirius cut him off, "I don't care if you look. After all, I wouldn't blame you. I'm your godfather and you barely know me still."

Harry stood there looking at the pensieve then back at Sirius and back at the pensieve again.

"Go ahead," Sirius said walking up to the pensieve and smiling, "You deserve to know me. You also will most likely get to see your parents again."

Harry smiled back at Sirius and looked into the pensieve to see things he'd never would've seen, not even in his wildest dreams.