A/N Harry Potter Belongs to J.K Rowling. Not me. Oh well. This chapter has been edited and most of the errors fixed. If you see more, pm me and I'll be sure to fix them.

June 16th, 1981

The air through the Malfoy Manor was tense and thick.

"Narcissca, Where are you dear?" Lucius's voice sent chills down her spine. Narcissca held her infant son, Draco, close to her chest. The boy was barely a year old, but Narcissca feared for his life. And her own. She wrapped in him a thick blanket and, after surveying the nursery one last time, she slipped out with Draco sleeping soundly in her arms. She closed the door as quietly as she could, then took off down the cold stone hallway.

"Narcissca, what are you doing dear? I'd like to help you. We can do what ever it is as a family." Narcissca shivered, clinging to Draco a little tighter. Her husbands voice was warm and inviting, but she could sense the underlying tension. He was angry with her. She quietly made her way down the hall to the study. The whole manor was dark and dank, adding to the tomb like quality.

'For many people, It has been a tomb.' She thought, pushing the door to the study open. 'That's why I have to get out. Why I have to get Draco out. Before he becomes a Death Eater, like his father.' Her mind spun, fear and dread filling her heart. She looked down at the baby in her arms and smiled. 'He has hope. I'll make sure of that.' She no longer believed in the Dark Lord, or his cause. Not if it meant the life of her child. She'd only married Lucius to continue her lavious lifestyle, and his beliefs were never an issue, until she had another life to think about, besides her own. She hurried over to the fireplace, snatching the last bag of floe powder from Lucius's desk. Her fingers grazed the security runes on the desk, and a high pitched whine filled the room.

"I found you Cissy. What are you doing in my study, dear, sweet Cissy? You know you aren't allowed in my private study." Panic began to set in. Narcissca rushed over to the fire place. With a flick over her wrist, she cast a simple locking spell on the door.

"Come on out of there Cissy, I wont hurt you." His voice drew closer, emphasizing her need to hurry. She tossed the powder into the fireplace. She could hear him, just outside the door. The handle wiggled as he tried to turn it.

"Oh, Cissy. You silly woman. Unlock the door, before I get angry." His demented laughter echoed in her head, tightening the knot forming in her stomach.

"Andromeda Tonk's Home." She called clearly. The fire place flared, just as the door exploded off it's hinges. She reached into the fire, Draco first. Sure that he was through, she stepped forward. A hand on her shoulder told her that her own life was forfeit. It was over for her. She cast a silent hex on her own arms and blew back into Lucius.

On the other side of the fire, 4 year-old Nymphadoa Tonks sat in her living room floor, screaming. Just inches from her was her baby cousin, sleeping peacefully in his mother's arms. The search for the rest of the boy's mother never turned up anything.

June 17th, 1981

"Repeat after me, Mr. Black." The goblin stared up at the young man before him. He wasn't the most important goblin, but he certainly felt that he was better than this. He had his own office for Merlin's sake. Catering to one of the most obnoxious, albeit wealthily, of Gringott's cliental was not what Ripfang considered worth his time. He could be adding to his already impressive sword collection, most of which adorned the oak lined walls of his office. If not for the man's massive wealth, Ripfang firmly believed he'd have run the young man through by now. The very handsome, and very aware of it, Sirius Black stood with one hand placed on the Book of Gold, where his family's name had been for centuries. He nodded to the goblin with an award winning smile. Ripfang gave his best scowl and continued.

"I, Sirius Black, do take up the mantel of Head of the Black family." Ripfang said, maintaining his monotone.

"I, Sirius Black, do take up the mantel of Head of the Black family." Sirius's grin didn't fade. Behind him stood Remus Lupin and James Potter, two of his closest friends. James offered him a encouraging smile, which earned him an eye roll from Remus. The goblin, whose name Sirius had long since forgotten, lead him through the grand procedure of becoming the Head of the Black family. It was dull, and the childish Black barely contained his urge to improvise. Only the knowledge of the old magics at work kept him from botching the procedure. Head of the House of Black, A position he thought he'd never obtain, despite his being the first born to the main family. However, his father saw the misdeeds that Sirius's brother Regulas had performed and had decided to reinstate Sirius into the family, and name him the heir. It had only taken the old man his terminal illness to realize this. Just days after Orion Black had died, Sirius found himself taking over the family.

"So Mote It Be" The goblin finished, significantly faster than he had begun.

"So Mote It Be." Sirius could hardly contain the excitement in his voice.

"You are now Lord Black. I know present you with Black Family signet ring." Ripfang pulled out an ornate obsidian box with a large grim embedded in the lid. Inside lay a thick banded ring made of fine silver. Two ravens, much like those on his family crest, held up the dark green emerald in the center of the band. Sirius gently lift the ring from the box and slid it on his finger. Magic resized it to fit his hand, and he could feel the protective enchantments of the ring fall over him. He smiled at the goblin again. Ripfang sighed, " Do you have anything else you'd like to do durning this transaction?"

"No thanks, uh, Ripclock." Sirius smiled. The goblin narrowed his eyes at the new Lord Black.

"Ripfang, Lord Black. " Ripfang 's eye twitched. The sooner Lord Black left, the sooner he could continue his day in peace. Hope filled the grubby goblin as Lord Black and his cohorts made for the door. Another door on the side of the small office opened, and a younger male goblin rushed in.

"Ripfang, sir, I…uh…I have bad new." Griphook walked in, barely holding on to the mountain of paper work in his undersized arms.

"Can it wait?" Ripfang pinched the bridge of his nose. He really didn't want this to drag on any longer. The marauders all paused at the door.

"No sir. It involves Lord Black." Ripfang surprised a groan. Sirius walked back over to his desk and sat down.

"Lucky for you all, I'm still here," Sirius said with another cheesy smile. Ripfang gritted his teeth.

"What is it, Gripphook?"

"Draco Malfoy, son of Narcissca Malfoy nee Black, was found in the living room of Ted and Andromeda Tonks. We..weren't able to find much of Mrs. Malfoy, and it is assumed she is dead." Everyone in the room paled.

"Narcissca is dead?" Sirius croaked. They may not have been as close in recent years, but as children, Him, Cissy, and Annie had all been very close. He gasped for breath that wouldn't come. James and Remus helped him back into the chair in front of Ripfang's desk.

"Yes, Lord Black, We're afraid she is. Her arms were found, still wrapped around her son. However, the problem lies with Draco, sir. He is without a guardian now, and Mrs. Bellatrix Lesstrange is seeking custody." James gasped.

"You can't give that baby to a Death Eater!' He shouted, outraged. Remus nodded, but stayed silent.

"I'm sorry Lord Potter, but as the child's closest living relative, she has the right to claim him. We have her in the next room, if you would like to speak to her. Maybe to convince her to give up young mister Malfoy." Griphook and Ripfang seemed equally displeased by the news. As Goblins, they believed all children were to be cherished and treasured. To send one to a woman who devoted herself to the likes of a dark lord was unsettling at best. The room was silent for several seconds.

"I'm invoking my status as Lord Black to claim Draco, child of a Black branch family, as my Heir. As he is now my heir, I claim the right to raise him as I see fit." Sirius said, hoping it would work. It was an ancient by-law, one he prayed was still in effect. The bright looks on both goblin's faces pushed that hope further along. Griphook nodded and vanished back through the little side door. Ripfang smiled.

"Of course Lord Black. It is, after all, your right to claim him. May I make a small suggestion, my Lord?"

"Yes." Sirius couldn't bring himself to say more. He was now a dad, despite his bachelor ways.

"It seems to me, as the head of an most ancient and noble house, that the likes of Bellatrix Lestrange is a black mark on your families honor. Would it not be best to remove her, and save face? Surely you don't wish for the Black family to be associated with Death Eaters?" ripfang was toeing several lines now, but Sirius took his words to heart.

"Then I, Lord Black, herby do remove…" Sirius began. James stepped forward and hastily whispered something into his friend's ear. Sirius smiled.

"I herby do nullify the Marriage of Bellatrix Black to Rudolphus Lestrange and the marriage of Narcissca Black to Lucius Malfoy. I cast Bellatrix out of the Black family, forever disowned. And finally, I reinstate Andromeda Tonks back into the Black family, granting any children she currently has, and any she wishes to have in the future, full rights as Blacks." Sirius said, his grin only outdone by Ripfang's.

"Of course sir. It is done." With a snap, the neseccary papers appeared on Ripfang's desk. The goblin stamped a couple of pages, handing one to Sirius. "You are now the legal guardian of Draco Black. May your gold flow freely."

"And may your vaults be ever full, Ripfang." Remus spoke for Sirius, using an old goblin saying to show his respect. Ripfang just flashed another toothy grin. James helped the speechless Sirius up, taking the page from the goblin and passing it off to Remus. Griphook returned after a few minutes, with Draco in his arms. Sirius could barely think as Draco was passed to him. Dark grey eyes met silver, and the weight of being a father hit Sirius.

"I'm a dad." Sirius mumbled. The three Maunders walked out of Gringotts that day, Sirius carrying baby Draco and Remus Carrying Sirius.

November 1st, 1981

You want to what?" Sirius was tense, almost angry. He and Albus Dumbledore stood in the remains of the Potter cottage.

"I'll be placing him with his aunt and uncle, they can keep him safe." Dumbledore just smiled, his eye twinkling.

"No." Sirius glared at Dumbledore.

"Now Sirius, I know you don't like the idea, but it really is what's best for Harry. " Albus tried to reason with Sirius.

"No."

"Sirius, the blood wards will-"

"I said no Albus. He's not going to live with a bunch of muggles when I'm perfectly capable of taking him. For fucks sake, I already have one kid. I can handle another."

"Sirius, you can't keep him safe like they can. "

"Bullshit. I'm one of the best wizards. Period. If it weren't for my failures in charms, I would be the best. I can, and I will, defend my godson. I could always take Remus and James in a fight, even without magic. And Voldemort is dead. So tell me what could be so problematic that I couldn't protect Harry?"

Albus sighed. He was silent for a minute, which only severed to deepen Sirius's anger.

"I dont like it Sirius. He'd be safer with the Dursleys. But if you truly believe you can protect him from anything, I'll leave the boy in your hands. Just, be careful. This child is more important than you can imagine. Growing up in the wizard world will provide more attention than he needs, so take care that he doesn't become spoiled." Albus lifted Harry from the cradle. Harry opened his eyes vivid green eyes and glared the best that a year old child could. He wanted to sleep, not be held! He cried, hoping his mom would hear and rescue him from the strange men. Albus handed the screaming Harry off the Sirius, and took a step back. Sirius held Harry, gently cooing the infant back to sleep.

"Good luck Sirius." and with a loud crack, Albus was gone. Sirius cast a silencing spell on the boy, to ensure he'd remain asleep for the trip back home. Thank god Remus had been around to watch Draco while Sirius came for harry. Sirius smiled at the now sleeping child, and held up his want. With another crack, The Knight's bus aboard, he whispered his destination to the driver and settled into a comfy chair.

"Next stop, Grimwald Place!" One last crack, and they were gone.