THE POTTER BROTHERS

and

THE LEGEND OF THE WHITE WINGED HORSE

Chapter 1: The Elite Auror Squadron

Privet Drive number four was looking a lot more joyful than it had been in more than ten years. But it had nothing to do with the outside. Not with the perfect garden, with olive green grass, blossoming flowers here and there, nor the thoroughly clean stone walk. It didn't have anything to do with the new car or the expensive curtains…

No, the Dursley household now held a sort of shine, something that happens only when the people inside are happy. Petunia Dursley, now known as Petunia Evans, was smiling fondly at the amazed face of his only nephew. The fourteen year old boy was looking through an old album full of pictures of his mother and his aunt. He laughed at some of the pictures and asked many questions to Petunia, who answered with stories of her childhood before Lily and her were pushed away. She had confessed many times how jealous she had been of her sister. But Harry always answered that everything was right between them now. He wasn't sure if he had really forgiven her. He just couldn't help to feel bad when he saw her the first time when he arrived from Hogwarts. She had been unsure and fearful and looked totally devastated. He decided to just give her a chance. And so, very slowly, they had both started to heal.

That was the scene that filled that night of mid-august when Harry Potter was looking through the photo albums of his aunt. Nobody paid attention to the local news, warning about a recently escaped prisoner named Sirius Black.

"Look at this" Harry's voice ringed, full of mirth and with a noticeable twinkle of laughter in his eyes "She really liked to play pranks on you, huh?"

"Yes she did" Petunia answered softly "But she only did it with me. I do remember her being teased about your father playing pranks on her, but he started chasing her when she struck back the first time."

Harry's face had a smile planted as he rummaged through the rest of the album, but stopped when a faint knock came from the door. Petunia looked confused, she wasn't expecting anyone. She began standing up, but Harry stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. A surprised look appeared on her face but she staid quiet, waiting. She hadn't even noticed when her nephew had taken out his wand, yet there it was in his hand with a determined look on his face.

The sky seemed to suddenly be filled with storm-clouds, and a thunder echoed in the distance. Harry approached the front door slowly wand in his right hand while in the other a sword materialized after a few whispered words. His eyes shifted, his pupils no longer circular. He felt a faint pulse and the device Ron had created came alive.

"I'm here" a voice said out of the earphone.

Harry let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding, and the sword and wand vanished.

"It's okay aunt" Harry called as he unlocked the door.

There on the other side was a boy his age, with long black hair, somehow a bit like his, but not as unruly and messy. His piercing blue eyes bore on him with a serious look, but the smirk on his face betrayed him.

"Rob, mate" Harry said as they gave a one armed hug.

"It was a long two weeks right? " Rob said.

"Yea they were, although I've had lots to do around here" Harry answered "Aunt Petunia, I want you to meet someone!"

"Coming dear, I..."

CRASH

The plate with snacks she had prepared was now lying broken on the floor. Petunia raised a hand to her mouth in a strangled gasp.

"You…"

"Aunt?" Harry asked in confusion, it seemed like she had seen a ghost and was staring flabbergasted at Rob. "Are you all right?"

"I…" she stammered "Who… who are you?"

"I'm Robert ma'am" he said holding his hand out "Robert Dumbledore"

"It can't be…" she whispered apparently not even hearing the boy introduce himself "Harry, can you get me the other album, on the nightstand."

"But aunt" Harry started but stopped when he saw the look on her face. She had tears welling on her eyes, and her breathing was coming labored. He quickly ran upstairs and entered the last room on the left. He reached for the cabinet on the nightstand and immediately saw what her aunt was looking for, a green leather album. He could feel something was different about it but he decided against opening it right there and rushed back towards the living room.

Rob looked slightly uncomfortable under the anxious gaze his aunt was giving him, which was broken the moment Harry entered.

"Please, both of you sit down" she said in a low voice, as if trying to calm herself "there's something you might want to see. Something you need to see".

Harry and Robert looked at each other in confusion, but nevertheless sat down on each of her sides. Petunia took a deep breath and opened the cover.

On the first page there was a round shield of arms surrounded with silver linings and blue runes engraved. The surface was divided in four equal parts two in blue and two in white, and each of them had a symbol: a Pegasus on the top left, and a lion on the right down were the first two. Harry opened his eyes wide when he saw the symbol on the lower left, the same one of the book of Merlin. He didn't recognize however, the remaining one, a triangle with a circumscribed circle, both split in two halves.

Under that, on silver words read the title: The Most Noble and Ancient House of Potter. Harry continued reading downwards, where a message was inscribed on smaller letters.

'To our beloved sons: if something were to happen to us and we are not with you anymore, we leave you this album in which there are many pictures both magic and non-magic that will tell you a small bit of your family. Know that we love you with all our hearts,

Lily and James Potter "

By the time he had ended reading the message, tears had welled on Harry's eyes and he sobbed quietly against his aunt's blouse. She was trying to comfort him, but it was obvious that reading her sister's message took a lot of her. Robert sat quietly, his heart clenching because his friend was in pain, and sad because he didn't have anything to remember his family by.

"I… "Rob began "This is too personal, I think I better leave you to…"

"No!" Petunia exclaimed a bit louder than Rob had expected "There's something you must see first."

Robert nodded still confused.

Harry's aunt shifted to the next page and the green eyed boy gasped. It was a picture of his family. An older version of him was holding a small blue-eyed boy with messy black hair who tried to get to his mother. Her mother, Lily Potter, was as beautiful as he had always imagined. Looking at his aunt she could see they looked very much alike, now that her aunt had stopped using that much make up for her ex-husband and her stuck up look had disappeared. But his mother was for a lack of better word, perfect. She had long straight dark red hair, almond shaped eyes, with the same vibrant emerald color he had. On her arms a small bundle with a small patch of messy black hair and the same green eyes. The picture moved, and the blue eyed boy giggled trying to get free of his father and both his parents laughed along.

Without warning, his aunt changed the page.

On the next picture there were more people. His mom and dad were still there and both boys were being held again on their arms, but they were dressed formally. On the side of James Potter, a handsome man with long black hair and gray eyes smiled brightly as he held the hand of a beautiful brunette he had met last year.

"It's Lynette" Robert whispered thinking the same thing Harry was, but frowned when he saw the man's face.

"How do you know her?" Petunia asked frowning, but both boys paid no attention when two other people appeared next to Lily, a sandy haired man with a jovial look on his face and a short round man with blond hair and long nose. They were smiling and making funny faces at Harry who laughed merrily.

Then... both boys' breaths caught in their throats. On each side of James and Lily, two other men appeared.

'This is impossible' Harry thought looking bewildered at Rob, who couldn't take his eyes of the picture. Petunia was crying heavily and held a hand to her heart not bothering to hide her sorrow anymore 'This can't be, someone would have noticed!'

But there they were. An even older version of him looked almost exactly like Harry and the other one looked identical to Robert, but much older. The first one had black messy short hair, round glasses, a bit lanky but with strong frame, with only a slight difference: he had a pair of blue piercing eyes that shone brightly at the sight of both his grandson's. Charlus Wyatt Potter embraced his only son with both hands, obviously proud of him and his daughter in law while a red haired woman held his arm, crying out of happiness.

To their astonishment, the other man was, without any doubt, how someone would imagine the older Potter child, Ethan, when he'd become old, except for the piercing green eyes and the short hair. A blonde woman stood next to him holding his hand. Ethan, the child's namesake, and Rose Evans, as it read under the picture.

"This doesn't mean anything" Robert suddenly said defiantly, knowing what Petunia had meant when she asked him to see the album with Harry and her "What if it looks like me, there can be many more explanations and…"

But Petunia shifted many pages without a single word, until she stopped in an old, non-magical picture. Robert fell silent immediately and Harry's breathing became labored. He felt dizzy, and he could only imagine what Robert was going through.

It was an old picture, taken in black and white. It was scenery of the muggle World War II, where two young men who couldn't be a day over twenty, sat down around a fire. A few other soldiers were with them, but the picture was focused on both of them. But for Harry was like looking on a mirror. It was the same people, both of his grandfathers seemingly laughing at a joke someone had said. They were almost identical to Harry and Robert, but the color of the eyes was switched. They were both holding rifles and SAS insignias on their uniforms and if anyone paid close attention, a wand could be seen under Charlus Potter's right sleeve.

"I am as shocked as you are" said Petunia on a quiet voice "During all this time, they told me Ethan had died with Lily and James, that his body had ever been found."

"Dumbledore found me in an orphanage" Robert stammered barely able to get the words out "I… I never knew my family, but this…"

"Could this be true?" Harry said looking at his aunt, shaking uncontrollably "Could Rob... could he be my real brother?"

"I'm not sure" Petunia said crying caressing Rob's face with one hand "There is many ways to find out, but this can't be coincidence. I remember carrying you… I mean carrying Ethan and he had the very same blue eyes. And you look exactly like my dad. Where, where were you all this time?"

"I was left on St. Marks's Orphanage on a winter night, thirteen years ago. There was no letter or anything. They told me it was like had appeared out of nowhere"

"But Ethan was born one year before Harry" Petunia mused "And they were murdered on Halloween fourteen years ago. You don't look older than Harry, is there any way you could have travelled through time or something along those lines?"

"Time travel is supposed to be impossible for that much time" Rob answered "I've only heard about time turners that can get you six hours earlier."

"Maybe… It wasn't time travel" Harry said "Maybe you were kept safe by someone else."

"But by who?" Petunia asked/

The answer came to them at the same time.

"The guardians" they both spoke.

"But that's assuming that I really am Ethan" Rob answered gloomily. He didn't, he couldn't let himself hope to have a family, only to be disappointed later when it turned out not to be true. "We would still need proof".

"The muggles can do it right? Something about checking blood?" Harry asked hopefully, his heart racing; he might have found his brother!

"Yes Harry" Petunia said smiling before starting blabbing rapidly "That is a great idea! Rob, do you mind if I call you Rob? I can't take you right now, but we could go tomorrow morning. Can you stay? I will prepare dinner for you and we could go first thing in the morning. The results wouldn't be ready in two weeks or so, but we could have that time to get to know each other."

Without stopping she stood up, followed by both boys. She leaned down a bit, since both of them had grown quite a bit during summer, and hugged them fiercely, with flowing tears cascading down her cheeks. Rob and Harry both held her strongly. It was a new sensation for both of them. Petunia had really changed during last year, and for the first time in years, Harry felt what it was to be loved.

Petunia the let go and scrambled to the kitchen where she quickly began preparing a quick dinner. The two teenagers were alone now and saw each other straight for the first time in the evening.

"Do you think it's true?" Harry asked quietly "I mean…. Its rather sudden, but…"

"It would be awesome" Rob said, his smile missing.

"But?" Harry asked unsure of why he was sad.

"What if it's not true?" Rob whispered angrily, clenching his knuckles "What if I get my hopes up and we find out that it is just a coincidence. I don't want to feel that disappointed"

"It doesn't matter if you aren't really Ethan Potter" Harry said seriously, placing his hands over his shoulders "Whatever your name is, wherever you are from, you will still be my brother, blood or no blood".

"I…" Robert said with difficulty "You're right"

The blue eyed boy paced deep in thought now trying to figure out what to do.

"We can go to a muggle clinic, or we could also go to the goblins, they should have the means to prove if we really are brothers"

"So anyway" Harry said "There's nothing we can do today. What brought you here though? I thought we were waiting until school started".

Robert stopped abruptly, realizing something.

"I had totally forgotten" Robert exclaimed "Haven't you heard the news of the fugitive from Azkaban?"

"What? NO!" Harry exclaimed "I haven't heard! When did this happen?"

"Yesterday" Rob said "It has been all over the news, even the muggles know now. Sirius Black, first person to ever escape the legendary prison of Azkaban". He froze again mid-sentence, realizing another thing "Can I see the album again?"

They sat down again and Robert quickly returned the picture. He stopped then on a picture of the wedding of James and Lily Potter. They were surrounded by their families and friends. They recognized Ethan and Charlus and their wives. Robert looked frantically through the faces and stopped on the man who was next to Lynette.

"Bloody hell" he said, all the color draining from his face "This man, this man is Sirius Black"

"What?" Harry said "Who is he? What did he do get himself locked up in Azkaban?"

"I'm not sure" Robert said "None of the adults wants to tell the true story. All I know is he murdered a wizard along thirteen muggles… with a single spell. They say he blew up the entire street. He murdered Peter Pettigrew. That's him right next to Black. What I heard is that he was a Death Eater, some say he was Voldemort's most loyal follower, second in command."

"But wasn't that supposed to be Draco's father?" Harry asked.

"That's one of the things I'm confused about" Robert answered "Draco might know more about this. We'll have to wait for that too. Harry you have to be careful, for what I've heard he's out there looking for you… looking for vengeance. Mate, he might be the most dangerous Death Eater."

"You know I can defend myself" Harry said seriously.

"I know, I just wanted to be warned" Rob said "I had a bad feeling about this. Like, something doesn't add up"

Then, Harry realized something, right there in front of him.

"He was their friend" he muttered.

"What, what do you mean?" Rob asked confused.

"Black" he spat, his voice full on spite "He was my dad's friend! He was the best man on their wedding" he said rapidly changing the pictures on the album. He was everywhere, during school, vacations, graduation, wedding… "He… Aunt Petunia? Do you know a man called Sirius Black?"

His aunt came back from the kitchen wearing an apron, a pensive look on her face.

"I think I might" she said "Wasn't he one of your fathers best friends? As a matter of fact I think he was your godfather Harry"

All the color drained for Harry's face, something started creeping up his gut. It was a weird sensation, strange to him. It was a mixture of fear and confusion and anger.

"He is my godfather" he said stammering at every word. Petunia got worried when she saw her nephew holding the album tightly, so much that his knuckles were getting white.

"Is everything all right dear?" she asked softly approaching him slowly.

"He is a murderer" he whispered harshly "Sirius Black is a murderer, and he just escaped prison."

"Oh my god" she said covering her mouth with one hand "I don't know what to say. Is he dangerous? Are we safe here?"

"My grandfather says he is" Rob interjected "As long as he doesn't wander too far off. He put up some spells to protect him."

"We are talking about Voldemort's most loyal follower" Harry said placing the album on the couch. There's no way of knowing for sure."

"The only other place safer than you house is Hogwarts, according to pops" Rob said "And we can't really take you aunt there. The best choice is to stay here and trust my grandfather wouldn't you think?"

"Very well then" said Harry "I…"

But he never finished what he was saying. A rumble was heard in the distance, and through the body of both boys, a strange feeling crept up.

"Aunt Petunia" Harry said "You need to hide, on the basement. Something is happening outside."

Without any words, her aunt ran to the basement door. Harry knew it had another door in case she needed to get out through the back, hidden from view by carefully placed trees. His aunt then hugged both of them one last time before scrambling down the stairs. Harry and Rob looked at each other and nodded. Rob took out his wand out of the holster and with a wave of his right hand a white book appeared out of thin air. Rob levitated the book and it quickly changed pages.

"Let's see" Rob muttered while Harry observed warily the front door "Here it is, a spell to protect an entrance." He said showing it to Harry.

"Colloportus" Harry said as he traced an imaginary line of a rectangular shape with his wand.

Rob then chose another spell from the book, and placed a hand on the door.

"Ondo: Ilterendi Annon"

From the spot where his hand was, the door began turning gray, as if it was being transformed into stone. When it was done, Harry waved his wand with a color changing charm, which was relatively easy, and the door was suddenly lost in the wall, as if had never been there in the first place.

"Now what?" Rob said.

"We need to go check" Harry answered "I'll get the Cloak of Invisibility".

Rob nodded and began guarding the front door while Harry raced upstairs and quickly grabbed the silky cloak that was safely tucked in his trunk. He arrived downstairs where Rob was waiting and without any words exchanged, he placed the cloak around both of them. They had already mastered that certain way of sneaking, placing a silencing spell on them.

The sky outside was stormy, but there was no rain yet. The moon was fully covered by the clouds and an eerie darkness had fallen upon the muggle neighborhood. Not a single soul was outside but yet both boys sensed that something was not right. Harry felt a tug behind his eyes as he shifted his eyes. His pupils shifted, forming a dark circle, surrounded by an emerald green triangle. The triangle was surrounded by another black circle as well and from this circle, three stripes traveled to the edge of the iris.

The world before him budged, and he could see what looked like as a translucent red dome covering the surrounding area of Privet Drive, its center directly above his house. Harry then saw a shadow on one of the far edges just a bit away from the park he sometimes went to. They couldn't make out what it was so both children walked quickly towards the edge after Harry pointed it out to Rob. They had their wands ready and Harry had already summoned his sword.

The swings on the park screeched lightly as they crossed through, but it was the only sound. There was no loud rumbling of distant cars or buzzing of street lights. They finally arrived a good twenty yards away from the edge of the magic dome. Harry stopped a gasp from coming out when he saw a man approaching the wards, his long dark hair dirty and unmade, his face bony and his gray eyes slightly unfocused and bloodshot. On both his hands he held wands and his tattered cloak fell limply to the ground, barely hanging of his thin frame. Sirius Black was walking towards them.

"He can't pass" Robert said in a whisper "Grandpa said that people who meant harm to you wouldn't be able to step inside."

"Are you sure?" Harry whispered warily when the man started inspecting the surface of the barrier.

"I…" Rob stuttered "Let's hope so"

The man stood there for a few minutes, observing. He kneeled as if looking for another way to enter, but he shook his head and took started backing up. Robert and Harry let out a breath they hadn't realized they were holding. They looked at each other with a relaxed smile. But just as they were going to get up and go back, they heard running steps. Black had begun racing towards the wards and leaped against it. Harry mentally prayed that he would crash into them. But the insane-looking wizard merely floated through them as if they weren't even there.

"Ha!" Black said in a raspy voice "So much for Dumbledore's perfect protection. Now where was i?"

He started walking, both boys were frozen in place. Shaking their head, they took a few steps back and hid behind a bush. The Death Eater then proceeded to walk slowly through the park, suspiciously close to the direction they were. Harry realized the man was sniffing the air.

"What in the bloody hell" Harry whispered "He can smell us"

"Then you should have showered before" Rob answered. Harry merely growled at his lame attempt of a joke.

"We will ambushing him when he passes though" Harry said "There's no way he can see us. Is there?"

"I'm as sure as the last time you asked me" Rob whispered shakily.

"Then you don't know" Harry whispered harshly "Get ready then, I…"

He never finished because just when Black was about to walk in front of them, several cracks sounded and both boys fell a major pull of magic course through their bodies.

"The dome!" Harry said "It got small! We are outside now!"

"I don't like this" Robert said "We should've called for everyone."

"Look!"

The resounding cracks had signaled the arrival of five wizards. They had blood red cloaks that flowed down to the floor, with black linings, and on their backs a stylish letter M surrounded with a black circle was sewed to it. Their hoods were up, covering their faces in the shadow, and their wands were already trained upon the mass murderer.

"By orders of the High Council, you are hereby arrested" one of them said holding an official looking parchment "On the account of thirteen homicides including the murder of Peter Pettigrew, breaking of the Wizard Statute of Secrecy in front of the muggles and breaking out of Wizard Prison of Askaban"

"Oh so I can plead guilty and have a trial? Like the one I didn't have the last time?" Black asked mockingly, his walking erratic almost as if he was drunk.

"The prisoner is to be immediately executed by…"

"Yea, yeah I know, those bloody soulless monsters" Black said gesturing his hand, dismissing the man "Have the Aurors changed their robes after the war or what?"

Harry was confused but agreed with Black, he had seen Aurors before and they didn't usually wear cloaks, only robes and they didn't have hoods either. However their insignias looked like the Ministry's. The whole thing was still dodgy.

"You noticed too?" Rob asked "They don't look like the usual Aurors, neither like the people that helped when the school was attacked. And what did he mean by the 'trial he didn't have'. Something is wrong here."

"We are members of the Elite Auror Squadron and we have come to take you arrested and enforce the law" another man said, pointing his wand to Black.

"Well that explains it" Harry muttered.

"Elite Auror Squad?" Sirius said "Sounds fancy, though I haven't heard of it" His voice then took a deep menacing tone, more lucid "You will not stop me today and you will not take me again; I will find what I am looking for."

"You will not touch the boy" another Elite Auror said.

"Who said I want the boy" Black said showing an insane looking smile "I'd never hurt Harry Potter. You know nothing! I've suffered fourteen years because nobody would listen to me, not even a bloody trial! I was blaming myself because I failed them. Now it doesn't matter… I will find the rat and make him pay."

The Aurors seemed confused, sentiment that both boys shared.

"You are truly insane Sirius Black" one of the Aurors said "You will pay for your crimes no matter how deluded your mind is. The monsters must have taken whatever was left of your mind for you to imagine such scenario."

"All I've hear is that he was mentioning you and that he said 'he's at hogwarts' over and over a week before he escaped" Rob whispered to Harry.

"It doesn't matter!" bellowed the leader "We will take you into custody, regardless of whom or what you are looking for."

"Stupefy!" one of the Aurors said brandishing his wand, but Black merely inclined his neck, and the curse flew by, crashing into the ground.

"Ah, I should've imagined you wouldn{t respect the duels customs" Black said bowing mockingly "This might get a little tricky now, though"

Several more black, purple and orange curses flew from every of his side, which the man sidestepped gracefully. The five Aurors circled Black, taking offensive stances. His gray eyes were focused, and in his face a scowl formed.

"My turn" he said.

With one hand he casted a red, almost solid shield, and then he did something Harry had already seen once. Planting his feet on the ground the man started spinning rapidly. It was so fast that to the eye, only a red sphere stood. Just as he started, several blasts came from all around only to be rebounded by the shield. The sphere seemed to flicker and several blasting curses began bursting out.

They had seen that before indeed, but not quite the same. A man had done something similar during the attack at Hogwarts, taking out several vampires. And just the same, three Aurors fell quickly, blasted away by the curses. Only the two wizards remained, having managed to produce shields of their own, protecting them from the onslaught of spells Black was sending.

"He's good" Rob said from their hiding spot "But there must be a weakness to that"

"It must be tiring" Harry reckoned "If its anything like my spell, there's no way he can hold it too long. Besides, there's too much magic going on, more Aurors will be coming."

And just as he finished saying that, several more pops were heard, signaling the arrival of a dozen more aurors. These, however, wore the usual uniform from the ministry.

"Create a perimeter" one of them bellowed, a tall, dark skinned man with a golden earring. "Put up the wards!"

In a few seconds the fourteen or so Aurors had surrounded Black, who had stopped spinning at the arrival of the newcomers. A drop of swat fell down his face, but he still had a sly smirk planted on his face.

"Auror Shacklebolt" one of the Elite said, who had already concealed his staff "Your arrival is most not appreciated."

"Was about time I finally met one of you" Shacklebolt answered "But right now we need to focus. Give it up Black! You are completely surrounded!"

"You wish" he whispered, and in the blink of an eye he had started spinning forming the red shield once again.

"Take defensive positions!" Shacklebolt answered "Tonks get to cover now! He is extremely dangerous."

The barrage of stunners and curses was incredible, coming from both sides. However, the spinning shield was starting flicker more constantly. The three Elite Aurors that had fallen were already recuperating and in a few seconds they were standing up.

"Leave this to us" on of them said, extending his hand as a sword appeared out of nowhere. It was medieval looking and it held a red glow around it. Harry and Rob were stuck on their spot watching intently the fight between the Aurors and the Death Eater. Two more of the elites had produced swords and dashed towards the shield were Black was taking cover.

But just when they were about to hit it, the shield vanished leaving not race of Black behind it.

"Bloody hell!" one of the young Aurors said "He just disappeared! We even had wards!"

"He knew you would come" one of the Elite Aurors said "He was just a distraction. You shouldn't have interrupted us"

"Excuse me?" the man called Shacklebolt said "If I remember correctly, three of your men, regardless how skillful they are, were already down! Black would've slaughtered you already if we hadn't appeared."

"It was an strategy!" another Elite said "You fools! They weren't really down! I will make myself clear, stay away from our business or there will be severe consequences. Sirius Black is a wanted criminal sought by the ICW and the High Council."

"You still are on our jurisdiction" Shacklebolt replied "As far as I know you weren't even allowed in this area."

"This is an official order of High Councilman Einsmann" The leader of the Elite Aurors said "We are to take Black into our custody and perform the execution."

Shacklebolt had already been reading the document, a frown falling on his face. After a few moments, he nodded towards the rest of his men and motioned them to take down the wards.

"Very well" he said disdainfully "You have our apologies, we will carry on to obliviate any muggles that might have seen this. I can hear their sirens already coming."

"Well leave you to it" the Elite said arrogantly, before the five cloaked Aurors apparated away.

"I hate clean up duty" a young Auror said as a few police cars arrived at the scene.

Harry and Rob looked at each other and decided that it was time to go back already. They were confused by the whole ordeal. Similar thoughts crossed their minds as they approached Privet Drive Number four. What had been Sirius Black doing there? How could he cross the wards so easily? Why had he had been given no trial? Assuming he hadn't had one. Who were these 'Elite Aurors'? Many more questions plagued them, and they had not a single answer.

Things were just getting more and more complicated.

As they entered the house, neither of them noticed a big, shaggy dog that sat watching the house intently. The dog then howled to the moon and broke into a run, heading to the north.

A/N: Well that's it! Finally the first Chapter! Please R&R and tell me what you think about it. Also, if anyone can help me to beta the next chapters, I would be really grateful of your help (even if you want to beta THIS CHAPTER, it would be really appreciated, I tend to not notice some mistakes). I'm already working in the second chapter, and I will be working more often in the story.