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Harry Potter silently waited in the courtyard for his friend, Draco Malfoy, to arrive. He had managed to escape the mudblood, Hermione Granger, by leaving her in the library and he had managed to lose the blood-traitor, Ronald Weasley, on the Quidditch pitch. They were following him around way too much to Harry's liking. Sure, he kept hanging around with them but he only did so because Draco had asked him to do so. He would have dropped his Boy-Who-Lived persona long ago but he had been spying for Draco instead.
Harry sat down on the floor, his back resting against the stone wall. Draco would be here any moment. He thought back to the day he went from being Gryffindor's Golden Boy to being one of the darkest wizards ever.
"Why did you so this?" Harry exclaimed as Hermione fell unconscious to the ground.
"I'm sorry but I need to talk you." Sirius said as he slid off Buckbeak.
"And you needed to curse my friend to do so?"
"She can't hear us, alright?" Sirius sighed. "I didn't really tell you everything back at the Whomping Willow."
"What do you mean?" Harry was confused. What else was there to say?
"You have to understand that you can't trust Dumbledore. He's hidden a lot of things from you. I heard about all the lies he's fed you while I was in Azkaban. That's why I decided to break free, mostly. The other reason was because I missed you, a lot."
"What are you getting at?" Harry asked, impatient. He hated it when people beat around the bush.
"He's not the good guy in the story, Harry. He's paying your friends to be your friends, just to make sure that you'll always be his lille pawn, he...he took you away from me."
Harry frowned deeply as he tried to keep his tears from falling. "What do you mean?" He was confused, extremely confused. Why would Dumbledore take him away from his godfather?
"Lily's not your mother, Harry." A single tear fell down Sirius' cheek.
Harry's frown deepened. He didn't understand why Sirius was telling him that. Of course Lily was his mother, who else could it be? Then, it all made sense. He had had a long conversation with Professor Lupin -Remus- earlier that year and he had learnt that, in the Wizarding World, men could get pregnant. He had been shocked at first, but then it had seemed logical actually. It was a magical world, anything was possible, right? The way Sirius had said that Dumbledore had taken Harry away from him made more sense now.
"You're my mother, right?" Harry whispered softly. He had to admit that he still had a little bot of trouble believing it but happiness was blooming inside him. It meant that one of his parents was still alive.
Sirius nodded mutely as he chocked on a sob. Harry wasted no time and embraced his godfa- his mother , his own tears spilling over. "I missed you so much, Harry." Sirius sobbed in Harry's hair.
Harry had never been so happy before. He finally had a family, a real family. Sure, his father was missing but he had his mum at least. Despite his happiness, Harry couldn't prevent a spark of pure hatred from lightening in his chest. He hated Albus Dumbledore. He hated the Gryffindors and his so called had made his life hell. He realized that he hated them even more than he hated Voldemort, the man who had tried to kill him three times. They had no right to keep him away from his mum.
He vowed, right then and there, that he would make Dumbledore and his pawns' lives hell.
A happy chuckle escaped Sirius' lips as he pulled away. He cupped Harry's cheeks, smiling softly. "You'll have to get rid of that glamour, okay? You're not supposed to look like that." Harry nodded mutely. Of course, he looked too much like Lily Evans. He wasn't supposed to. He wasn't even surprised to hear that Dumbledore had placed a glamour on him. "I have to go, but I'll promise I'll come back for you, okay?" Harry nodded again as his mum pulled him into another tight hug. "I love you, Harry." Sirius said as he kissed his forehead.
"I love you too." Harry mumbled.
Sirius climbed back on Buckbeak's back. "Your father would be proud of you."
Tears started to fall down Harry's cheeks again as he watched his mum fly away. He would have loved to get to know his father. He would have been so happy, growing up with both his mum and dad. But it had been snatched away from him by Dumbledore. The old man had forced him to live with horrible muggles who hated and beat him and he had made him believe things that weren't true. He had even sent his mum in Azkaban. Harry wouldn't even be surprised if he were to find out that Voldemort's ideas were better than Dumbledore's. There was nothing bad with wanting to keep muggles and muggleborns out of the Wizarding World after all.
Harry hated muggles and he would do anything to never see one again, ever.
He then proceeded to wake Hermione up and obliviate her. He made her forget about them freeing Sirius. She didn't need to know that, she needed to keep thinking that Harry was still on Dumbledore's side.
Harry had worked on ficing the mistakes he had made over the last three years. He made amends with one Draco Malfoy and told him about his changing sides but he asked him to keep it secret. Draco had agreed, but only if he got to make the Gryffindors' lives hell as well. Draco had then asked Harry to spy for him, and by doing so the Dark Lord, and Harry had agreed immediately. He had wanted to stop pretending to be Light but he reckoned that pretending to be Light to be able to spy on them was much more funny. In the end, the only ones aware of Harry being Dark were Draco and Sirius.
Harry was pulled out of his thoughts by creaking sound. He looked quickly around, reading to curse anyone who had been spying on him. He had spent four years as a spy himself so few were the people who were able to take him by surprise and anyone who had managed to do so had ended up dead anyone. That was how Cedric Diggory, a Hufflepuff, had died. He had seen Harry's true appearance in the maze, during the last task of the Triwizard Tornament.
Harry sighed when he realized that there wasn't anyone here. The creaing sound wust have some from a bird somewhere. He let his head fall back against the wall and let his glamour drop. He regained his real appearance, the one only two people were aware of; his hair turned jet black, his cheekbones were slightly higher, and his eyes went from emerauld green to silver gray. He didn't even need his glasses anymore. He didn't look much like his mum, apart from his eye and hair color, he looked just like his dad.
Harry sighed again, he missed his mum. He still had to wait two more days before he could see him again. They had taken to spend the summers and weekends together but Harry found that a week without his mum was too much. Even after four years, he still wanted to spend as much time with his much as he could. There were only two months before Christmas break and then he would get to spend three whole weeks with him. Harry couldn't wait.
He pulled Sirius' letter out of his pocket. He had sent it a few days after his escape on Harry's thrid year and Harry always carried it with him. Sure, it looked old and like it had been folded and unfolded too many times but Harry couldn't find it in himself to get rid of it. He loved reading it.
Dear Harry,
I hope you like the broom. I wanted to get you something but I didn't know what so I figured that a broom was a good idea. I also hope that you are not having too much trouble getting used to, you know, me being your mother. I miss you, Harry.
I know that I already left you a note with the broom but I wanted to explain things, about you, about your dad, about us.
Well, first, I don't know if you knew it but your real name is Hadrian James Potter-Black. You probably thought your last name was only Potter and I didn't know if you knew that your name was Harian so...yeah. And I'm rambling. Anyway, I loved your dad. So much. We got together in our fifth year. Everyone thought that he was in love with Lily Evans but he hated her. We all did, actaully. Your dad, Remus and I. She was arrogant and a know-it-all and she was Dumbledore's little pawn. He wanted them to get together no matter what. No matter how many times James pushed her away, she kept insisting. Dumbledore threatened me once, it was in our seventh year, I think. He told me that if James and I kept dating and James and Lily didn't get together, he would get rid of me.
James and I decided to keep our realtionship secret then and he started to pretend to be dating Lily. I didn't want him to do that but he said that he wanted to keep safe and if he had to pretend to be in love with an arrogant muggleborn to do so, then he would. The only one who knew that James was pretending was Remus. You can trust him by the way, he's a really good friend and your godfather.
Then your father proposed. He was so happy. We were in the Astronomy Tower one evening, just the two of us and he asked me to marry him. I said yes, of course. Then we married. It was a small wedding, well, it was just Remus and us, really. But it was the most beautiful day of my life, well the second, the first being when you were born.
Well, we were married but then, when we had graduated, your father had to marry Lily. I was mad, so mad. I nearly killed her actually but James held me back. He said he didn't want me to end up in Azkaban, he said he planned on spending his whole life with me and my being thrown in Azkaban would just ruin everything. I didn't attend the wedding, Lily invited me, to brag probably, but I didn't go. Remus did though, he was James' best man. He told me how James couldn't stop talking about me and us throughout the night.
And a few days later, I learnt that I was pregnant. I could never forget the day I told your dad. He managed to escape Lily's clutches twice a week and spend the day, and the night, with me. I didn't know how to tell him at first. I knew that a baby would just complicate things, but I don't regret having you, Harry, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me and to your dad. He spent days smiling after I told him and he wanted to give everything up to be with you and I. But I couldn't let him do that, you were going to be there and Dumbledore threatening me was one thing, but I couldn't let him threaten you as well. So your dad kept pretending.
I'm not going to lie, the pregnancy was hard. You were draining most of my magic and your dad couldn't be there to help. I nearly gave up once, I'm not proud of myself but I hadn't seen your dad for a week and I was weak. If it weren't for Remus, we wouldn't be there, both of us.
Anyway, it nine long months. But then you were born and I was the happiest man on Earth. I had never seen your dad so happy before. You were so tiny and so beautiful. We were happy, even though your dad had to spend a lot of time with Lily. He spent so much time with her that he missed your first steps. He was furious. And you always asked about him and often ended up crying. Remus was home often, you loved him, spent a lot of time with him. Your first word was Moony actually. Your dad was a little...jealous.
One night, I wanted to go back to my family's home, hoping to talk to my parents about you and perhaps make amends. So I left you with your dad, Lily was out for the night so I didn't think there were any risks. I learnt that my father and my little brother were dead and that there was only my mother left. She didn't even let me into the house. So I went back to your dad, I was hoping to spend a quiet you both.
But when I arrived at Godric's Hollow, the front door had been blasted off its hinges. I was scared something had happened to you and your dad so I ran inside. Lily's body was in corridor. She had come back somehow, I don't know who killed her but I think it was your dad. Then I ran upstairs, your father was dead, next to his bed and Dumbledore was there. You were in his arms, crying. I wanted to take you from him but he Stunned me. Next thing I knew, I was sentenced to spend a lifetime in Azkaban.
He tricked me, Harry. He killed your dad and took you away from me. You must be careful, Harry. He can't know that you know or else- either he'll kill you or he'll obliviate or he could send you to Azkaban. I don't want to lose you again. I can't. If you're in any trouble, go to Snape, or the little Malfoy or anyone who's not close to Dumbledore, okay? I'll see you soon.
I love you with all my heart, Harry.
Sirius.
Harry had cried a lot the first time he had read it and he had almost lost his temper and cursed Dumbledore into oblivion right then and there. It still recquired his whole willpower to not shed a tear. His mum and dad loved each other so much and Dumbledore had tore them apart.
Harry jumped when Draco appeared next to him. "You scared the hell out of me, asshole!"
"Sorry." Draco chuckled. "I didn't want to disturbe you while you were reading. The letter again?"
"Yes." Harry folded the letter and put it back in his robes pocket.
"I like you better that way you know. You look better with gray eyes." Draco smirked and kissed Harry deep when he looked up at him. "How much time do we have?"
"I'd say about an hour or two." Harry mumbled against Draco's lips.
"Come on, then. I'm horny." Draco stood up and pulled Harry along with him.
"You really need to find someone to shag; or date it would be even better."
"Oh, please. Tell me you don't enjoy it. It's just sex, Harry. There's nothing wrong with having fun. I lik you, you like me, we have fun." Draco smirked again and proceeded to kiss the living daylights out of Harry.
Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck as the blonde took hold of his waist and pulled closer, flushed against his chest, their groins rubbing against each other. "We shouldn't stay here." Harry moaned.
"What is going on here!?"
Harry jumped away from Draco in surprise. He hadn't expected anyone to be here. He turned around to see Ronald Weasley. He cursed inwardly. He hadn't planned to kill him just now.
"You bloody traitor!" Ron spat as he walked toward Harry, wand at the ready. "You were on his side all along!"
"Put that wand down, Weasel." Draco said as he pulled his own wand down.
"You've got no right to tell me what to do, you filthy Death Eater!" Ron yelled.
"Ronald, it is-" Harry started.
"Shut up, you traitor! I knew it, I told Dumbledore that we couldn't trust you. We should've send you to Azkaban."
"You don't-"
"SHUT UP." Ron yelled. And before Harry could process what was happening, a light hit him, sending him flying backwards.
Darkness engulfed him and he knew no more.
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