He had to keep moving, the bruises from his Uncle's last punishment hurting like there was no tomorrow. He had run away. He'd hid his abuse from the people at Hogwarts, but this summer, after the death of Cedric, it was unbearable. He always ended up getting people hurt, his parents and Cedric, it was better if he stayed away, so here he was. Running away from the abuse he endured for years without anyone knowing and from the people he couldn't see get hurt.

He was somewhere in London, he predicted, no one would find him, all he had was a little money and his wand, just in case. Little did he know somewhere in London, people were worried about him

Sirius Black was a mess. He had gone to pick up his godson, and bring him to the HQ of the Order of the Phoenix, only to realize he wasn't there. He had run off a week ago, said the largest Dursley, Vernon. Dumbledore set up search parties all over Britian to search for his godson, and even Dumbledore let him look. It had been three weeks since they had find out, and many were doubting they would ever see him again, but not Remus and Sirius, Harry was not dead, they knew it.

So here they were, in one of the worst parts of London, asking around if anyone had seen a boy with black hair, and green eyes. They were just about to drink off their sadness of another day without finding his godson, when a boy ran into them. Sirius reacting on reflexes grabbed the boy in an attempt to help him up. He felt the boys stomach, which was so skinny he could feel the ribs. When he looked at the boy, he realized he had found him!

"Harry,' he breathed.

Harry realizing they had found him said, "Shit."

He ran, ran as fast as he could, but Sirius and Remus ran after him, they weren't going to lose him again. Finally while turning onto another street they got their chance. Harry had run into another body and fallen. They quickly grabbed him holding each of his arms.

"Shit, shit, shit," Harry said as they grabbed him.

They quickly apparated outside of Grimmalud Place, and brought Harry inside.

They brought him into a room, and locked the door with magic, Harry wasn't gone run off.

They sat him in a chair and sat in two chairs opposite him.

"Harry" they said.

Harry just kept looking down; he wasn't going to reveal his secret, the abuse.

But that was short-lived for Sirius had stepped toward Harry and lifted his chin up and gasped.