Hey y'all, now I've done a one-shot fic and a two-shot fic, but this is a three-shot so you shan't be disappointed it won't end so soon.

This is written by both me and AnnaBoleyna1536, she deserves half the credit since some parts of this will be parodied from the funny Disney film 'Tangled', her idea. Now normally I do a full summary at the top, but I think I'll skip that this time.

Warnings: mentions of sex, slash, swearing, some violence and bashing. Past character death.

HarryxOC

Past RABxOC

SSxDM

SBxRL

Flashback:

"Harry James Potter you are hereby sentenced to Azkaban for life, for the murders of Hermione Granger, Ronald and Ginevra Weasley by use of the Killing Curse." The boy chained to a chair in the middle of the room

"NO! NO IT WASN'T ME!" Harry struggled in the Auror's hold as they began to drag him away from the court room. "I DIDN'T KILL THEM!"

"LIAR!" Molly Weasley shrieked from her seat. "YOU KILLED MY CHILDREN, AFTER ALL WE DID FOR YOU AND YOU MURDERED MY BABIES!" Harry stared at her in horror, she didn't believe him. All the Weasleys looked at him with fury on their faces, even the twins.

"SIRIUS REMUS PLEASE! I DIDN'T KILL ANYONE PLEASE BELIEVE ME!" Remus looked at him with shame, but Sirius looked away without a word. "PLEASE DON'T LET THEM TAKE ME I'M INNOCENT!"

"BURN IN HELL YOU MONSTER!" Bill Weasley yelled at him and the crowd joined in.

"Take him away!" Fudge shouted over the roaring crowd and Harry was hauled away straight to Azkaban.

End flashback.

How long it had been since that day Harry did not know, after they left the ministry he was brought to Azkaban, stripped of his clothes, his wand was taken and snapped, and then they threw him into a dirty cell with only one small window. The door was locked all the time; he hadn't left the room not even to bathe. There was a small tub and toilet in the room, but when he showered he only used cold water and the toilet was disgusting. As for getting fed, all he was given was greasy gruel and tap water.

Harry had been charged with murdering his two best friends and Ginny, the girl he'd fallen for after fifth year. He didn't understand how it happened, one minute they were all talking having a good conversation and the next Harry blacked out only to wake up to seeing their corpses on the floor with his wand in his hand. After that everything was a blur, Sirius and Remus had not spoken to him, and he was furious that they of all people would even think he would do something like this.

Sirius had been betrayed before, and now he and Remus betrayed Harry. They had not once come to see him, nor had anyone else. The only people who believed he was innocent were Neville, Luna, even Snape who questioned the investigation which shocked Harry but now he didn't care.

'Why…why me?' he knew he'd been in prison for a long while, his weight decreased, his hair was long to his shoulders, and his legs had grown an inch at least. Everything had fallen apart, and he had no idea who'd framed him.

'Mum, dad, why did this happen…what's wrong with me?' he had done nothing but think ever since he was brought here, it was no use screaming for help or begging for someone to hear him.

It was pointless, it was over. Voldemort would have everything, and he would forever rot in this hellhole.

Just as Harry closed his eyes to sleep he heard the lock on the door click; when he looked up he saw someone stick their head inside, but couldn't tell who it was.

"Ok good he's here, Harry Potter?" it was a girl, she sounded like a teenager.

"Y-Yes…?" his voice was hoarse. She stepped into the room, and two men were behind her. He couldn't see her face it was too dark and he didn't have his glasses.

"It's clear Miss, but we'd best hurry."

"Yes I know, Harry I'm going to make you sleep for a while. Don't worry this won't hurt." Her voice was soft and gentle, just hearing her made Harry sleeping. Harry felt something wrap around him, and then he felt a tingling sensation before his eyes got heavier and he fell straight to sleep.

"Let's go, we haven't much time." The girl who entered turned to the two men, and then levitated the unconscious Harry out of the room. "We must hide him."

"Use this." She pulled out a cloak, and covered the body with it. "That should work, let's go." One of the men pulled out a silver key, locked the cell door again, all three touched the key before they vanished immediately with Harry Potter.

A week later:

Harry felt his eyes slip open, his head was pounding and his body felt like he'd been hit with a hundred bludgers. His breath was back, but the bed…wait a bed? He was in a bed? His cell didn't have a bed, how could be here…but where is here?

Harry's vision was blurry; he'd lost his glasses in the struggle when the Aurors took him to Azkaban. He could see the room had light and white walls but that's all he could see.

"Hello…?" his throat was dried out, but it didn't feel as bad as the last time.

"Oh my dear boy you're awake, hold on let me get you some water." A man's voice he heard, and then he felt someone sit him up against some pillows. "Here you are." Harry felt a glass come into his hand, and he drank down the water which felt so good down his throat.

"Thank you." He finished the glass and set it down. "Where am I?"

"You're in the Ministry of Magic's Hospital Ward my boy, I'm Xavier Samson I'm the healer in charge of caring for you."

"How did I get here? I was in prison when I was…"

"Ah my boy that won't be a problem anymore, you see you were brought here from Azkaban. You are not going to be taken there again." Harry's eyes widened. "Oh forgive me I forgot you can't see, just a minute I have some glasses set aside for you somewhere." Now Harry was confused, he wasn't going back to Azkaban? He was in a hospital at the Ministry? Wait the ministry didn't have a medical ward….where the hell was he? "Here you are." Harry felt the glasses in his hand, and slipped them on; when his vision cleared he was staring at a man wearing white robes, looked around mid-forties, brown hair with graying tips, tan skin, and brown eyes.

"Where…I don't understand where exactly am I?" the healer, Samson, smiled.

"Harry Potter, let me be the first to welcome you here to the US Ministry of Magic." Harry's heart stopped for a moment.

"I'm in the states, but how?" Samson chuckled. "How long have I been here?"

"You've been out for a week, but I think it would be better if I let Ms. Black explain it to you, she's the one who brought you here."

"A week…brought me…but I don't understand…" Harry heard some laughter, and then turned to a door seeing a young woman his age maybe staring at him.

"I think I'd better take it from here Mr. Samson, you have other patients to attend to after all." Her accent was like Harry's, but now Harry realized that the man in front of him had an American accent.

"Of course, call me if you need anything Mr. Potter." Samson left him alone, and after he left the room the girl 'Ms. Black' shut the door and sat on the edge of Harry's bed.

"I'm sure you're pretty confused right now, so let me introduce myself first. I'm Juliette Circe Black, but you can call me Jules everyone does." She smiled and Harry immediately noticed how completely gorgeous she was.

She had beautiful peach skin with rosy cheeks, a oval-shaped face, her eyes were glistening green, her hair was wavy and waist long tied behind her head, she had a slim figure but a complete full set of bosoms and a nice arse; damn he'd been cooped up too long.

"Nice to meet you, now can you tell me how you brought me here?"

"Well let me start off by saying that legally, you weren't cleared of that crime they had you locked up for."

"What?"

"My father received an anonymous tip that you had been framed for murder of your friends, so we decided to investigate. We saw the reports, but none of the evidence adds up and your trial didn't go as it should have." Harry growled, the trial went by so fast he didn't even get to have his own word in. Fudge would do anything to get rid of him, even if it meant giving a short trial.

"So you're saying…you broke me out?"

"Pretty much, but since you're in our jurisdiction England can't come after you. Our laws don't fully match theirs, but even if they discovered your disappearance and they haven't believe me, they can't come after you here unless we turn you over."

"You broke me out, you're looking into my case, your father got a tip…wait is your dad the minister or something?" Jules smirked.

"He is, in fact he's been Minister for the past twenty years." Hold on, she had a British accent, her last name was Black, her dad's the Minister?

"Um…are you by any chance related to the 'Most Ancient and Noble House of Black'?" he spoke with thick sarcasm.

"Yeah I am, I'm actually probably the last Black heiress." Harry thought for a minute, the only Black heir left was Sirius, or his brother but Regulus had been declared dead years ago. "My uncle is your godfather." Harry's eyes widened again.

"Y-Your uncle…Sirius Black is your uncle?" she nodded. "But then that…"

"My father is Regulus Black, and the American Minister of Magic." Harry's mind took it in, and then he felt darkness overcome him.

Jules giggled, she expected this sort of reaction. After all it's not every day you're broken out of prison by the daughter of a man who was supposedly dead in Britain and yet was now the Minister of Magic for the States.

"I think you told him too much sweetheart." Jules turned around to see her father come into the room.

"Probably, is everything done with?"

"For now yes, our spies have told me that they haven't discovered the boy's disappearance. I'm not surprised; in the wing he was in they never send guards for anything except food." Jules frowned.

"How could they do this father? Nothing in his case added together, it's almost as if they wanted him in prison for nothing."

"Yes well their minister is a coward and a fool; he's not suitable for the job anymore. Now when Harry wakes up we'll have to explain to him the situation."

"Is he going to stay with us though?" Regulus nodded. "So I should tell him…?"

"It's not a secret here Jules, so yes you can tell him." She smiled. "Now he needs more rest, his body's still weak from the imprisonment."

"Do you want me to use my…?"

"No Jules, not now. You can use it later when he's better, or somewhat better." Jules nodded in understanding.

"He's cute dad."

"If you say so." Regulus rolled his eyes. Jules stared at Harry for a long moment before she had another question pop into her head.

"Dad, do you still not know who sent that tip?"

"Unfortunately no, they'll likely make themselves known later. Now the Longbottom boy and the Lovegood girl are flying here tomorrow, we will meet with them and by that time Potter should awaken."

"What about the other two?"

"They will remain behind for now, can't have too many people disappearing at once." That was true. "I'll talk to Samson see if we can take Potter home with us, and you young missy have other things to do like homework?" Jules pouted.

"But dad…"

"No buts get to it or you can forget about the trip next week." Jules groaned, fifteen years old and her dad still treats her like a kid.

"Yes sir." As Jules followed her dad out of the room she stopped to notice how cute Harry looked asleep.

The next day:

"Ugh…" Harry started to wake up, he remembered falling asleep, no passing out after Juliette or Jules told him her father was Regulus Black and they had broken him out of Azkaban. Then he remembered they also said as long as he was under their protection Fudge and his cronies couldn't touch him.

"Hey you're awake." Harry sat up and felt around for his glasses, and then he saw he was in a different room than the hospital. "You were cleared to come with us, this is Black Manor." Jules appeared at his side. Harry looked around seeing he was in what looked like a master suite.

"Black Manor? How, oh never mind but could you explain why you and your dad want to help me so much?" they went through a lot of trouble to get him here; he at least deserved to know why.

"Because you're innocent." She gave a kind smile. "You're only fifteen, and from what my dad and I know you were close to your friends. You had no reason to kill them, not to mention you can't hurt someone who hasn't hurt you before."

"How do you know?"

"Well let's just say we have spies in Hogwarts who keep us up to date about you, I'm not sure how but my mother knew something like this would happen to you."

"Your mum, is she a seer or something?" Jules frowned.

"She was an elf not a seer." Harry stared at her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…"

"No you're fine; she died when I was a baby so I don't know her that well. My dad says I'm like her; just wish I could've known her to be sure."

"So you're half elf, and half witch?" Jules nodded. "That's amazing."

"It is, since my powers are different from a normal witch or elf." Jules winked. "Elves are like seers, they can see things before they happen and apparently years ago my mother had a vision that showed the world would turn against you for a false crime."

"But how did…oh wait was that after Voldemort fell?" Jules nodded. "So she knew about me, your dad…?"

"Yeah, never met Sirius though; not exactly on good terms with my dad." Harry frowned.

"He thinks he's dead though." Jules shrugged.

"Dad wanted to be sure of that, I know he's your godfather but he's not exactly the most mature person you could meet."

"Don't, right now I can't even think of him as my godfather."

"Why's that?" Harry glared into space.

"He didn't stick up for me at my trial, when I begged him to believe me he looked away. Remus Lupin his partner did the same thing. They abandoned me!" Harry's fists clenched.

"Not necessarily." Both teens turned their heads to the door, Regulus Black stood there staring at them. Harry noticed how he resembled Sirius so much, but he looked younger, his hair was darker, and he didn't have a mustache not to mention he seemed stronger.

"You're…"

"Regulus Arcturus Black Mr. Potter, at your service." He came and shook Harry's hand. "You assumed I was dead like everyone else?" Harry nodded. "Well as you can see I'm perfectly fine and alive."

"But how…I saw your picture on the Black Family Tree, it said you were dead." Regulus smirked.

"Only because it was charmed to do so, elf magic is more advanced than wizard magic."

"How did you…?"

"Mum saved him, some years ago he almost drowned and she got him to shore." Jules piped in.

"Nursed me back to health, and we fell in love." Regulus sighed. "But that's a story for another day, for now we need to work on getting your case together and find a way for you to continue your education."

"You said 'not necessarily' when I said Black abandoned me, what do you mean by that?" Regulus sighed.

"My brother may be many things, but when it comes to those he cares for he's like a rabid dog if they're in danger."

"He didn't even try to help me." Harry growled.

"We'll look into it, but I understand your anger. You just need to relax and focus on other things, like we said you're safe here." Harry sighed and moved some of his hair from his face.

"How long was I in Azkaban?"

"Only a year, but we found out about your case two months ago. It wasn't until we got the files that we were able to conjure a plan to get you out. Believe me no one's noticed your disappearance yet." Harry sighed.

"And we have two people who want to see you." Jules smiled, then to Harry's shock Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood, the only two people who believed his innocence, walked into the room.

"Hey Harry." Neville smiled, and Harry just felt so happy to see them both there.

"You…you're here in the states…?" Harry moved to get up but Jules stopped him.

"Don't, your body is still slightly weakened."

"Sorry…but Luna, Neville how did you get here?"

"Minister Black sought us out; he knew we were the only ones who believed you were innocent so he offered us some positions." Luna came over to him and Harry immediately knew what she meant.

"You're his spies, so you give him information when he needs it." Luna nodded.

"Once a month, we've only been doing this for two though. Didn't have much to go on until he said they could get you out of Azkaban. All we had to do was make sure no one else knew."

"Waiting for the opportune time, gotta say though ever since you were arrested everything's been quiet. Too quiet." Neville glared. "I have to keep myself from attacking others calling you a murderer, even the teachers talk about it."

"What about the Slytherins? I'm sure they enjoy it too right?"

"Actually no, they've been quiet about the whole thing even Malfoy hasn't said much. Snape neither, it's as if he knows it's all rubbish." Harry thought back for a moment, and then remembered Snape actually sticking up for him when the Aurors came.

"Perhaps he does." Harry looked at his friends. "He actually tried to get me some help when they came for me."

"Really?" Regulus looked at him questioningly. "Snape tried to help you?"

"Yeah, shocked the hell out of me; he even showed up at my trial, but he was thrown out after he yelled at Fudge for being a coward."

"He was lucky he wasn't sacked, even Dumbledore thinks you're guilty." Luna glared that time.

"He's really getting stupid, we can't believe after everything you've done he'd even think you could kill your own friends." Harry nodded in agreement, but all this was what he expected.

"So what happens now?" he looked at Regulus.

"Now you will be staying here with us, you will have a new name, you will finish your education and in the mean time we will be working to clear your name." he sounded like he was ordering Harry.

"But how…I haven't any money?" Jules smirked.

"That's another thing, after your vaults were closed from everyone and everything, we went in and had everything brought here to our bank."

"It's all been put under your new name, plus to make sure no one recognizes you we might have to alter your appearance a bit, including that scar." He pointed at Harry's forehead.

"Or you could just erase the scar, he's hardly himself now." Neville pointed at Harry's hair. "I admit I almost don't recognize you." Harry felt his hair; it was cleaned now, shiny and soft. Luna held up a mirror, and Harry could see not only was he thinner but his face looked older and his hair was shoulder-length like before. Not to mention the glasses he had on, they weren't like his old ones.

"Well…maybe if we just get rid of the scar no one will recognize me, I agree with Neville."

"Very well, I'll send Samson over so he can do the operation. Don't worry you'll be asleep when it happens, for now you will eat some lunch and then we'll talk about getting you some clothes and school stuff."

"Uh…I don't know if my stomach can take much." Harry was hungry, but after being in Azkaban for a year and being asleep for over a week he didn't think he could eat much.

"We'll ask the house elves to make you some tomato soup, it's easy on the stomach not to mention satisfying. Jules, did you finish your work?"

"Yes father."

"Good, I'll check it later. Ms. Lovegood, Mr. Longbottom I need to speak with you for a moment, come." Luna and Neville followed Regulus out of the room, leaving Jules and Harry alone.

"Seems…nice." Harry laid back against the pillows. "Not how I pictured him."

"You mean a pureblood maniac who despises anything or anyone that has anything to do with Muggles?" Harry nodded. "Yeah he changed his ways after he met my mum."

"Oh, what about the rest of your family?"

"You mean my cousins, never met them though I would like to meet Draco and Narcissa, and Andromeda and Tonks."

"You know about them?"

"Yeah my dad keeps track of the family for personal reasons, you and I are the same age y'know?"

"We are?" she nodded.

"Yeah, your birthday's in July right? Well mine is in September, 29th in fact."

"Your parents met when your dad was eighteen right?" Jules nodded.

"Didn't get together for a long while, elves are weird that way." Jules shrugged. Soon a house elf appeared with a tray that had Harry's soup, some bread, and some water on it.

"Lunch is served Master Harry Potter, Mistress Juliette."

"Thank you Moira." Jules took the tray and sat it down next to Harry. The food was steaming, and it smelled great. "Eat up, do you want me to leave you alone?"

"No no you can stay, I wouldn't mind some company." He picked up the spoon and sampled the soup, it was creamy and warm down his throat. "Delicious."

"Told you so, thank you again Moira."

"Will mistress need anything?"

"No I'm fine, you can go." The elf nodded and vanished from the room. "She's our newest elf, our older one passed away the other day."

"Why not use…Kreacher?"

"Kreacher is still at Grimmauld, and right now Sirius is his owner so he has to stay. He doesn't know either; Dad said it was too risky even if Kreacher was very loyal to him."

"You talk a lot you know that?" she smirked.

"I can do more than talk, is it annoying you?" Harry shook his head.

"No, you just remind me somewhat of…" Harry frowned. "A friend." Jules seemed to get the hint.

"Oh, well…" she went quiet and let Harry finish his meal, when he was done she moved the tray to the night stand. "So do you want to talk about anything?"

"Well I'm wide awake now, and I feel more relieved to be away from those bastards."

"You mean…?" he nodded. "Well it's a new start, and…Harry there is something else you need to know about me. Like I said before I'm half elf so my magic is a bit different from normal witches or elven magic."

"Yeah, so?" Jules gave him a look, and then uncovered one of his legs which Harry saw was scabbed up from when he accidentally hurt himself in Azkaban. "What're you doing?"

"You'll see." Jules started pulling at the end of her hair, and then Harry stared in shock and amazement as it grew longer.

"Wh-what're you doing?" She wrapped it around his leg, and then looked up at him.

"Try not to freak out ok?" he stared at her, and then she closed her eyes.

Powers deep within

Let your magic shine

Save the life that breathes

Turn back the hands of time

Mend the heart that aches

Heal the wounds that bleed

Soothe the pains that dwell

Turn back the hands of time

The hands of Time

The minute she started singing Harry watched as her hair start glittering, it lit up and as the light approached his leg he felt warmth and then coolness over the scabs. Once she finished the song the glittering vanished; she unwrapped his leg and to his surprise it was fully healed.

"W-Wha…how did…how did you…?"

"Elven magic, my mother had it too. Elves can do almost anything, but our powers are mostly good for healing. Our hair is a hundred times stronger than human or animal hair, so it can't be cut or trimmed. We can choose how long to make it, but we don't have to worry about it getting tangled or messed up because we can shorten it too."

"So…you just have to sing and the hair heals?"

"Well that's not always the case, see it's the women who sing, the men well they do it through their minds. Each song is different, so we can't copy anyone else's words otherwise it won't work."

"So even if someone else sings the song the magic only works for you?" Jules nodded. "That's kind of…well that's amazing but…"

"But?"

"You're…you're a Black, yet you're half-blooded."

"So is Tonks, that a problem?" Harry laughed.

"Not for me, but I can imagine what old Walburga Black would say if she found out both of her sons were blood traitors." Jules smirked.

"Yes I know, dad said she was a monster growing up. Even if she was nice to him she was a bitch around Sirius." Harry frowned again. "Sorry, subject change?"

"Please."

"Dad also has to go over some things with you later, I mean since you're going to be with us for a while I would say that you will have rules to follow like the rest of us."

"The rest?"

"Oh it's just me and my dad, and the house elves and now you."

"Neville and Luna?"

"They can't stay too long, otherwise someone's gonna get suspicious."

"Wait what season is it?"

"It's October right now, so Hogwarts has its students. They were only able to come because Luna persuaded her dad to get Dumbledore to give her and Neville the weekend off, out of the castle at least. They have to go back tonight, but they wanted to see how you were."

"Oh, that's ok then." Harry sighed and then Luna, Neville, and Regulus all walked back in.

"Well we have to go, sorry we can't stay longer." Neville smiled at Harry. "We'll try and see you sometime soon though."

"It's ok Neville, but thank you. I mean thanks for believing me, and being here for me." Luna came over and hugged Harry gently.

"We'll be here for you no matter what Harry." Neville gave Harry a slight hug. "We'll see you later."

"Bye guys." As they left for the door Regulus tossed them an object and they vanished; a portkey.

"How do you feel now Harry?" Regulus stood behind Jules.

"Better, but tired."

"Well rest up, tomorrow is going to be a busy day for all of us."

"Oh?"

"We should have all the legalities together tomorrow, then we will take you out to get clothes; even a wand and some supplies you'll need for your lessons."

"Am I to be homeschooled?" Regulus nodded.

"Jules will be with you, her tutors are some of the best I've seen in years. We'll go over the schedule tomorrow, and then we'll discuss the case and your surgery alright?" Harry took it all in, and then nodded. "Jules why don't you go start the bath for Harry? I think he needs one." Regulus scrunched up his nose. "Scratch that he does need one."

"Hey!" Jules laughed.

"Sorry Harry dad likes to tease." Regulus ruffled Jules' hair before leaving them alone. "Are you gonna need help washing?" Jules wriggled her eyebrows at him.

"No I think I can manage." Harry found this girl funny, cute and funny but he could tell she had a dark side; all Blacks did.

"You sure, I can give you a massage later?"

"JULIETTE CIRCE BLACK DON'T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!" Regulus' booming voice made them both freeze.

"SORRY DAD!" she called back, then giggled. "I love messing with him." Harry laughed at her. "Oh I almost forgot." Jules left into the loo, and when she returned she had Hedwig with her. "Miss her?" the snowy owl hooted happily at Harry, and took a spot on the night stand next to him.

"Hedwig." Harry lovingly stroked her feathers, he thought she'd been killed or sold after he was arrested. "How did you get her?"

"Luna had her; the first time she came here she offered to let Hedwig stay until you came." Harry felt joy overcome him now.

"Thank you." Jules smiled.

"You're welcome Harry, now I'll start the bath and you can take it from there." She left back into the loo, and Harry heard the water running.

'If this is a dream then please don't wake me.' Harry started to feel more at ease here. He was free of Azkaban, he had support from his last friends, he didn't have to worry about Voldemort finding him here, nor Dumbledore or Fudge, and he could start anew without people telling him how he should and shouldn't live his life.

So far so good, but deep in his heart Harry wished that he could have Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all here to share it with him.

Not bad for a start eh? Now the real action begins in the next chapter, the first will have a skip, then another skip in the middle but it will show Harry's progress in the first and likely how things go in the other part of the Wizard World. Also something on how Regulus survived, along with more on Jules and Harry.

Cowritten by AnnaBoleyna1536, thank you!

No flames please, this is just the beginning and it might turn into a four-shot I'm not sure yet.

R&R

Later!