It all started with a boy, a strange boy to some but to others quite ordinary. Well that's what he liked to show people.

But this boy was not normal nor was he ordinary, in fact he was quite extraordinary; he would change the world, muggle and magical. In fact he changed my life within a blink of an eye and no I'm not talking about Harry Potter, not yet anyway but I'll get on to that.

Voldermort was at large and feared by everyone but only he feared one person and not just a person a baby. Not exactly the most intimidating thing but this baby had a prophecy on his head and a very exciting future ahead of him. Yes the baby is who you're thinking Harry Potter. Who am I? Don't worry, all will be revealed soon.

Where was I? Ah yes, Harry Potter. A prophecy was made that either him or my good friend Neville Longbottom would be the one to end Lord Voldermorts reign and end the wizarding war. So the Potters went in to hiding, hoping to hide Harry from the Dark Lord and his deatheaters. But on the 31st October 1981, there location was given up by their very own best friend Peter Pettigrew who was able to frame the betrayal of his friend; as well as the deaths of twelve muggles and his own death on Sirius Black. Who would then be sentenced to life in Azkaban.

Harry would later go and live with his Aunt and Uncle who instead of treating him like family, treated him as a burden, but on his 11th birthday would be surprised by a very large giant and invited in to a whole new world of magic, witches and wizards.

"I think it's a good idea for you to go to the Weasley's tonight, you know it's a full moon."

I look up at my uncle Remus from where I'm sitting at the kitchen table, him buttering his toast knowing the argument that's about to happen. It's a couple of days before I leave for my fifth year in Hogwarts. "I'm not leaving you alone again, you do this every month; plus we live ages from the Weasley's."

Our little cottage is basically in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by woods and fields. You see my uncle has a fury little problem every full moon, if you catch my drift. Now I understand about the night time but really the daytime too... "It's none negotiable Andromeda." I huff taking a bite of my toast, I see him look across at me with a look in his eyes i've never seen before, apprehension maybe. " I take it because you haven't asked yet, you don't know what's happened to your father."

I sniff and look away, "I don't need to know anything about him to be honest." I take a sip of my orange juice. Sweet sweet orange juice.

"Your father's escaped Azkaban." Well that orange juice went straight out my mouth. I sit there just staring at him with orange juice running down my chin. "How the hell does someone escape Azkaban? Especially someone as crazy as him!" He reaches over the table to take a hold of my hand while sliding the Daily Prophet over the table towards me. I look down at the newspaper and there he was screaming on the front page of the Daily Prophet, My father, Sirius Black.

'Sirius Black, possibly the most infamous prisoner ever to be held in Azkaban fortress, is still eluding capture, the Ministry of Magic confirmed today. "We are doing all we can to recapture Black," said the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, this morning, "and we beg the magical community to remain calm." Fudge has been criticised by some members of the international Confederation of Wizards for informing the muggle Prime Minister of the crisis. "Well, really, I had to, don't you know," said irritable fudge. "Black is mad. He's a danger to anyone who crosses him, magic or muggle. I have the Prime Ministers assurance that he will not breathe a word of Black's true identity to anyone. And let's face it – who'd believe him if he did?" The magical community lives in fear of a massacre like that of twelve years ago, when Black murdered thirteen people with a single curse.

I look up at my uncle with tears running down my face, as soon as he sees that he's up within a second, round the table and hugging me to him. I bury my face in his chest letting myself cry out of fear. "What if he comes for me? To finish me off." I feel him shake his head from where it's rested atop of my head, "I won't let him, he'd have to get past me and Moony before he could even think to go for you. You're safe I promise you."

This was all wrong, no one has ever escape Azkaban. That must mean he's left for a reason and a very big one. Killing my mother and Harry's parents wasn't enough, what if he's escaped to kill me and harry, to finish it all off. My head shoots up to look up at my uncle, "Oh my God, what about Harry? He hasn't got a clue!" I exclaim, my face falling in to shock. My uncle takes my face in to his hands trying to calm me down, "its fine, Harry will be fine he's protected by his aunt and uncle."

I shake my head in desperation, "no you don't understand, Black has escaped to finish us off and he hasn't a clue. They can't protect him from a maniac, Uncle!" I wrench myself out of his arms, running towards the door, I have to get harry. I can't let my best friend be so defenceless. Throwing the front door open, I run in to the open fields where the path to the nearest village lay. I can hear my uncle running after me shouting my name, but all that is white noise; I'm to concentrated on my task ahead, warn and save Harry Potter. I grab my wand from my back pocket and do something that is highly illegal in the wizarding world for someone my age, I apparated.

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Looking around I see that I was surrounded by houses, meaning I have reached my destination. Turning around I see 4 Privet Drive. Ah just the house I'm looking for. Walking up to the house just as I'm about to knock, I hear voices coming from the garden, so instead I walk around to the fence coming to the locked garden door. I point my wand at the lock" Alohamora." The lock moves with my command. Moving in stealthily, I look through the window where I won't be seen. Squinting through the shine of the sun on the windows I can see harry with his aunt and uncle, oh and his weird fat cousin. I wish I was there to see Hagrid give him a pigs tail, ha classic. Hearing a glass break, I look over at the big woman that sat with the Dursleys, well she was new and looking quite horrid as well. They were talking about some sort of school, "Do they use the cane at St. Brutus's, boy?" I see her ask harry. With his face all crumpled up I hear him reply, "Oh, yes. I've been beaten loads of times."

A large grin grows on the fat woman's face, "Excellent, I won't have this namby-pamby wishy-washy nonsense about not hitting people who deserve it." She takes another sip of the drink in her hand. "Still mustn't blame yourself for how this one's turned out, Vernon. It all comes down to blood. Bad blood will out. What is it the boy's father did Petunia?"

Petunia's face grows awkward not knowing what to say but obviously wanting to impress her sister in law. Bloody Muggles. "Nothing. That is, he didn't work. He was...unemployed." She awkwardly stuttered.

I see the fat lady roll her eyes and tut, yes tut. How rude. "Of course. And a drunk, I expect-"

"That's a lie!"

Harry POV

"That's a lie!"How dare she say that about my father. I saw her look towards me narrowing her eyes.

"What did you say?"

I clenched my hands "My father wasn't a drunk." SMASH! I looked towards the glass that was in Aunt Marge's had, that had now smashed all over the table. Aunt Petunia rushed to her side with a kitchen towel, "Oh my goodness! Marge!" She waved her away trying to play it off while I stud there in stunned silence, did I do that? "Not to worry Petunia. I have a very firm grip."

Uncle Vernon came straight towards me grabbing my arm, "You go to bed, now!"

"Quiet, Vernon. It doesn't matter about the father. In the end it comes down to the mother. You see it all the time with dogs. If there's something wrong with the bitch, there's something wrong with the pup-"

"Shut up! Shut up!" I exploded, how dare she say all that about them. She doesn't even know anything about them or magic.

She turned her whole body towards me pointing her finger at me about to say something, when one of her buttons on her dress sails in to the air. Everything happened so suddenly and all at once, Aunt Marge suddenly starts to get bigger. Her cheeks billow and then suddenly everything billows. Within seconds she floating of the ground and heading for the open back door.

Everyone goes in to panic, "Marge!" Uncle Vernon tries to grab her before she floats away. Grabbing a hold of her hand, he tries to keep her on ground level. "Its okay, I've got you." Slowly to his horror Uncle Vernon could feel his hand slipping, Aunt Mare looks down at him fearfully. "Don't you dare..." But he does. He lets go, falling to his knees on to the grass. Thinking this would be a good time to grab my stuff, I run to my room; I grab my trunk and the picture of my parents and struggle down the stairs. Uncle Vernon was already waiting at the bottom of the stairs for me, grabbing me he cried. "You bring her back; you bring her back and put her right!" I point my wand to his neck, "No. She deserved it's besides it wasn't me and even if it was, I still wouldn't change her back. Now keep away from me!"

Uncle Vernon looks at my wand nervously but soon grins maliciously, "You're not allowed to do magic out of school. They won't have you now; you've got nowhere to go."

I look him in the eye. "Anywhere's better than here!"

Andromeda POV

There I was hiding in a bush with tears streaming down my face. That had to have been the funniest thing I've ever seen and done. I officially give myself a 10/10 for all that effort. Yes it was me; I turned his Aunt in to a giant balloon, classic. I pick myself up and look through the window again to see Harry's uncle and aunt bickering and crying in the kitchen. I run out to the front of the house and see Harry down the road with his trunk and everything. "Harry!" I ran towards my best friend still giggling as I could hear his aunt screaming as she floated away in to the night. He stopped outside a park and sat on the curb. Out of breath I plopped down beside him grinning, he looked over at me with tears in his eyes. "What's so funny?" I looked at him moving my eyebrows up and down, "what do you think? Did you like my little balloon muggle there?" I ask him giggling still. He looked at me in shock," That was you?" I shook my head yes while grinning like a maniac. That shock soon turned to anger, "Are you crazy, you could get in to trouble! Plus I've had to leave otherwise he probably would've killed me Andy!"

I rolled my eyes at him, he's so overdramatic. "Harry Calm down mate, nobody goes to Azkaban for blowing up there mates Aunts." I laughed pushing him over. Kid needs to lighten up a little bit. "Plus now you can stay with me and my uncle or even the Weasley's, you're spoilt for choice."

I look to harry to see him looking down and probably feeling sorry for himself. "I wish my parents were still alive, and then I wouldn't have to live with the bloody Dursleys." I look away from him. I have to tell him about Black, but there's nothing that scares me more than Harry hating me for what my own father did to his parents. I couldn't live with myself if he knew. I can protect him without telling him, he doesn't have to know everything. "Listen harry-"Both of our heads snap up to sound of crunching leaves and twigs snapping, ahead of us in the bushes emerges a dog. But not a normal one a big black one, definitely has fleas. We both jump up encase we need to run, it does look rabid. I grab hold of Harrys hand but just in that moment something shoots around the corner scaring me and Harry in to falling back on to the path, tripping over his trunk. I look up and see and exactly what we need. The knight bus. Waiting for us at the opening of the bus is a skinny spotty guy.

"Welcome to the knight bus."

Ah Stan, perfect timing.

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Hi, so if anyone is wondering about her name, it was actually Sirius Blacks favourite cousin and she was also Nymphadora's mum, and also sister to Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange. So I thought why not have Sirius name his kid after his favourite cousin, it would be cute.