Family Types: Year 1

by LastCornerStone

At age 7, Harry was rescued from his abusive uncle by Sirius Black who then returned to Regulus, Narcissa, Remus, Draco and Dante. With a bum eye, an irrational fear of muggles, and a license to fight, follow Harry through his years. Year 2 in progress.

1. Prolouge: Rescue?

Family Types

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did 1) Sirius would have never met such an end 2) The books wouldn't have ended in such an unsatisfactory way and 3) Remus and Sirius would have exchanged more than just a hug upon seeing each other for the first time in years during the shrieking shack scene.

Prologue: Rescue?

Young Harry Potter looked around at his new surroundings. This was defiantly not somewhere he had been before. There were pictures of fat beach balls with blonde wigs on, dressed in the oddest sort of robes he'd ever seen. He had seen his dad wear clothes like them but never so frilly or colorful. His mum had worn the lacy stuffed before but had stopped when Harry had refused to be picked up by her whenever she was in them.

His head spun in the opposite direction and spotted a big man with a full mustache and stubby hands coming toward him. He looked Harry over and the baby smiled, knowing the man would pick him up and coo over him like everyone else. But this time the man reeled back like Wormy always did when Cleo, his mum's cat, walked into the room.

Harry's smile dropped and he whimpered when the man slapped his check shaking a finger at him as he ranted. Harry cowered back in his seat. This was not right. He wasn't supposed to hit, so why was the man hitting him?

From outside the window, Sirius Black watched the seen disgusted. As much as he wanted to rush in there and beat the muggle to a bloody pulp, Harry had to stay there till he finished his mission. He'd come back for Harry as soon as he found the rat. Then he'd take Harry to live with his sister, who was hiding from the rage of her husband with her small child at the safe house. His brother was watching out for his son and Remus was waiting to hunt down the rat with him. But if something were to go wrong, Dante would need a father. Sirius would leave without his mate and bring him back the rat's tail as souvenir.

With that, Sirius Black pulled his long hair back and made an unbreakable vow to the small boy that he would be there to protect him, that he would come back, that he would train him and teach him all about his parents. He smiled at the small boy as he caught sight of Sirius and giggled happily; reach his arms out to be picked up by his Godfather.

"Not this time cub." Sirius whispered sadly. He fled the tree leaving behind only a few tears and a small stage doll as proof he was really there.