Her Marauder

Rated M for language, violence, intense fluff, stuff like that.

Pairing: Harry Potter / Fleur Delacour. No Harem. No Multi. No Three-way. No Exceptions.

Summary: Sirius Black puts Harry before his thirst for revenge. Instead of rotting in Azkaban he is going to raise his godson and prepare him for the future. Harry Potter is going to learn what it really means to be a Marauder. HP/FD

Harry is 2 years older than canon. I might mess with a few other character's ages too, but for now, just Harry. (He is three when Voldemort attacks.)

I doesn't own squat... or Harry Potter, for that matter..

Her Marauder

Chapter One – Love Conquers

Sirius Black appeared at the fading wards and froze in shock. Gone were any traces of mischief and gone was any trace of the charming smile that often adorned his face.

The shock began to fade when he saw the house start to crumble. Running faster than most would have thought possible he jumped through the front doorway, which currently lacked a door. The sight of his best mate and brother lying unmoving on the floor sent a sharp pain through his chest. He pushed himself forward fighting back the tears that began to form as he ran up the stairs, taking multiple at a time. When he hit the second floor he took a left and the sight made him falter for a moment.

The entire wall that used to separate the hallway from his godson's room had been blown apart. The roof that had been over the room was gone and the far walls had been eradicated. Jumping over the rubble and debris his desperation grew as the house started to tremble.

Upon entering what remained of the room another stab of pain went through him as he saw the lifeless body of his best mate's wife. The tears that had been forming in his eyes fell, the two people that had taken him in when he had no where else to go, the two who had invited him into their family with open arms were gone.

"Pa'foot?" A small voice ripped him out of his thoughts as he locked eyes with his godson.

A small glimmer of hope appeared in the rapidly darkening eyes. The house trembled again, more violently this time. Wood splintering, rock and brick cracking, with one final shake the house started to collapse.

Sirius crossed the distance to Harry in a flash and picked up his godson. Without hesitation he jumped from the second floor. Not a second later the rest of the house collapsed and what remained of the wards around the property were destroyed.

The crack of apparition was heard and Sirius spun around with his wand leveled towards the intruder, a curse on his lips, and Harry still in his arms. He stopped halfway through the curse when he recognized the wizard as Albus Dumbledore.

The Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry looked at the destruction in shock before his gaze turned to Sirius Black. The two stared at one another for a moment before both lowered their wands. When Sirius lowered his wand Albus saw Harry in his godfather's arms.

"Harry? Is he..?"

Sirius nodded looking down at his godson who had fallen asleep, his head snuggled securely into his godfather's chest. "But James.. and Lily.. When I find that bastard I'm going to-"

"Sirius." Albus cut him off, the twinkle in his eye was gone. "I do hope you aren't planning on going after Peter and leaving Harry here by himself."

Sirius scowled before turning his glare on the Headmaster. "He betrayed them! He betrayed us! I'm not going to let him get away with it!"

Dumbledore nodded, his gaze focused on Harry. "Nobody but us knows that you aren't the Potter's secret keeper. If the aurors find you they will arrest you. Bagnold will throw you right into Azkaban to make it look like he has the situation under control."

Sirius opened his mouth to speak but found he couldn't come up with anything to say. Albus was right, Bagnold had been throwing people into Azkaban left and right without a trial just to make it look like he was doing something. He didn't doubt if he was caught he would be thrown in as well. Not to mention Peter, the rat that he is would probably escape and blame everything on Sirius.

"If you go after Peter now and get thrown in Azkaban there will be little I can do Sirius. My position in the Wizengamot isn't what it once was and with Bagnold against me I would have little support."

Seeing Sirius sigh Albus knew there was one more item that would drive his point home.

"You are listed as Harry's guardian in James and Lily's will. Remus would be unable to take care of him due to his.. problem. If something happens to you Sirius, he would be sent to Lily's sister to live with them."

"But Lily's sister hates magic, and if what I heard is correct her husband is even worse!" Sirius' protests were all Dumbledore needed to hear as he looked at the sleeping boy.

"Then I assume you will be taking care of Harry?" The twinkle in his eyes returning slightly.

"I..." One look at his godson snuggled tightly into his chest was all it took to know that he would.

Albus nodded, "Where will you take him? I have a couple houses which would only need a few wards refreshed, or-"

"No." Sirius cut him off, "He isn't really gone is he?"

A sigh escaped Dumbledore and the wizard looked every bit his hundred and some years. "No, I believe this is just the beginning. He will be back."

"So Harry is the one? The Prophecy and all?"

A small nod from Albus cemented his plan. "What do you intend to do? I'm more than willing to help."

"James and Lily would want Harry to be happy. From what the prophecy said he isn't going to be happy until Voldemort is completely gone. Harry is going to be what James wanted him to be."

Dumbledore shook his head slightly. "You're sure that you don't want him to grow up away from all this? Have a happy childhood and live life to its fullest?"

"Who said he wasn't going to be happy and have fun?"

Albus looked between the two curiously. Godfather and Godson. Part of him wanted to lock Harry away, keep the burdens of the prophecy, what has happened, and what has yet to come far away from the child. The other part of him knew that Harry being raised by Sirius would be what James and Lily wanted, and what Harry wanted.

"Very well, but if you need anything..."

"Help shall always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it?" Sirius finished for him.

A wry smile appeared on the Headmaster's face. "Perhaps I have become to predictable. I shall set about changing that immediately."

Sirius smiled slightly, his eyes focused on Harry.

"He shall be a great wizard." Albus said.

"It runs in his blood."

"That's not all that runs in his blood. I believe I know what James had planned for Harry."

The sharp pain in his chest was still there, tears still being held back. There would be a time for mourning, but it wasn't now.

"He will be a great Marauder."

"Indeed."

Before either could say anything else multiple cracks sounded throughout the area. With a final look at Dumbledore Sirius Black faded into the shadows, taking with him the hope of the Wizarding World.

There would be celebration, the Dark Lord was defeated, for now.

There would be mourning, for all those who had perished during the war and especially tonight.

There would be absolute chaos as remaining death eaters were rounded up.

There would be songs of praise to the Boy-Who-Lived.

Albus Dumbledore only hoped that Harry Potter would be safe, and live a happy life. He would do everything in his power to keep the focus away from him until he was ready to be re-introduced to the world.

"Good luck, Harry Potter."

Well there ya go. This is the cliché part of the story that I wanted out of the way. Hopefully everything after this is new and refreshing.

I currently don't have a Beta and would be absolutely delighted to come across one. Anyone who can make this grammatical mess of misspelled words readable please contact me via PM.

Next Chapter will be a time-skip, so it will be infinitely more interesting than this one.

~MyLifeMyRules~