Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters from it, J.K. Rowling does.

A/N: All right I decided I'd try my hand at a fan fic. This is my first so bare with me please! Also this fic will be extremely AU and totally unusual... I haven't decided how far I'm going to go with this. Anyway one Nymphadora Tonks is only three years older than Harry in this story. This will be a Honks fic. Also somewhat of a songfic. I was writing a song and halfway through it I came to the conclusion that I could make a Harry Potter Fanfic from it. I hope you enjoy it but if you don't that's fine, I'm writing for myself as much as others and I need to get this out of my system. R/R

Summary: Sirius Black broke out of Azkaban seven years after being placed there in order to find his godson. One year later he came across Number 4 Privet Drive to find his beloved godson being abused and took him into his custody, leaving the wizarding world in turmoil...

Prologue

Sirius Black looked up the driveway of Number 4 Privet Drive wondering why his godson was living is such a simple place, with muggles no less. He had figured Harry would be living in a mansion somewhere, but no he was in a house that looked the same as the other houses on the street. He finally walked up to the door and knocked. The man that opened the door had to be the fattest man Sirius had ever seen. He wondered if Harry would be big as well.

"Yes?" the whale of a man asked.

"Yes, I'm looking for Harry Potter. I was told he lived here."

The result was not what Sirius would have expected. The man instantly turned purple and began shouting with spittle flying from his mouth.

"Now see here Freak, there's no boy here by that name. You can just take your freakishness and GET THE HELL OFF MY PROPERTY!" The man bellowed before trying to shut the door, only to have it forcefully shoved open by Sirius.

"By the way you speak, you know what I am, and you seem to know of Harry. My guess is that he is in fact here. So, where is he?" Sirius said while grabbing the man by the collar of the shirt.

"NOW SEE HERE-" the man cut off as soon as Sirius drew a wand and pointed it between the mans widening eyes. "Fine, he's in his room." He said pointing at the cupboard under the stairs, which happened to be locked from the outside.

Sirius's eyes darkened at this, causing the man to whiten. He threw the man to the ground and then cast alohomora on the 'room'. When he opened the door he found a small boy who had obviously been neglected and abused. The boy was very malnourished, and seemed to have a broken arm, along with many bruises on what was visible of his body under clothes that were way too big for him.

"Harry" the boy looked up at Sirius and almost caused him to cry. The boys eyes had a haunted look to them. "Harry, my name is Sirius Black, and I'm your godfather. I was a friend of your parents. I've come to take you home with me." The boy looked at him for awhile longer before just nodding and getting up from the bed. Sirius ran to him and started casting healing charms on him. The boys eyes widened in surprise. "Harry, I'm a wizard. I can do magic and I'm going to teach you all about it. You're a wizard as well Harry."

"I am?" the boy asked.

"Yes Harry, have you ever had anything happen that seemed unusual?"

Harry nodded. "My hair grows really fast when I want it too. I think I turned my teachers hair blue as well..." Harry said before looking down ashamed.

Sirius saw this and put his hand on Harry's shoulder, causing him to flinch. Sirius then became mad at the man outside the door even more. "Harry, there's no reason to be ashamed of what you did. It's called accidental magic, it's perfectly normal."

"But my uncle always said that I'm a freak."

"No Harry, you're not a freak. In fact your uncle is the one who is a freak. I mean look at him, do you think it's normal for someone to be that fat?" This caused Harry to snicker, which caused Sirius to smile. "Harry, he just doesn't like you because he's jealous that you can do magic and he can't. He's a muggle, that means he's non magical. Now how about we get out of here, and you won't have to see the fat bastard ever again. I'll take care of him alright?"

"Yes" Harry said with a smile.

Boy-Who-Lived killed by Sirius Black

by Mark Dorchester

Yesterday at approximately four in the afternoon a group of aurors were called to investigate the disappearance of the boy-who-lived. The muggle family that Harry Potter was living with was found inside of their home crammed into a cupboard under the stairs obliviated of ever having known of Harry Potter. Now you are probably wondering why The-boy-who-lived was living with muggles as was this reporter and I can answer that question. Albus Dumbledore placed him there due to the fact that they were the last remaining relatives to Harry Potter. Petunia Dursley née Evans is the sister of Lily Potter née Evans. It would make since that the boy would want to live with his only family.

The aurors were able to pick up the magical signature of the escaped convict Sirius Black at the house. It would appear that Black went there to finish what his master failed to do years ago and kill Harry Potter. After doing so he obliviated the muggles so that there would be now witnesses. The Minister of Magic has assured us that Black's deed will not go unpunished. If you sight Black call the aurors immediately. There is to be a reward for Mr. Black's arrest. The Minister has stated that Black will be given the kiss.

For more information on Sirius Black see pg. 2

For more information of The-Boy-Who-Lived Harry Potter see pgs. 3-6

Albus Dumbledore sighed after reading the article from the Daily Prophet. He was at a loss as to what to do. Harry Potter was dead. Killed by his parents best friend. The same man who betrayed Harry's parents. The main problem Albus was facing was that Harry Potter was the only hope for the wizarding world. Albus knew that Voldemort wasn't truly dead. No one day Voldemort will return, and as the prophecy stated there was only one person who could kill him, the one who was marked as his equal.

Albus sighed again. Maybe he would mark Neville Longbottom when he returned. Then the Longbottom boy would be able to kill Voldemort. There was no other hope for the only two people who could have possibly matched the prophecy were Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom. It so happened that it was Harry who was marked however and therefore The Wizarding World of Britain was doomed if Voldemort didn't happen to mark Neville in the future.

Albus didn't know what to do for the first time in many years. He had planned it out perfectly. Where did he go wrong? He couldn't figure out how Black managed to bypass the blood wards that were around Privet Drive. They should have kept out anyone who meant ill harm on the residents of Number 4 Privet Drive, but no Sirius Black still managed to get through them. When Albus had checked on the wards however they were still intact. He couldn't figure it out. He wondered if Sirius was in his animagus form and Harry thought he was a stray dog. Maybe Harry put a leash on him and pulled him through the wards. Either way only one fact remained. Harry Potter was dead and Albus Dumbledore was extremely worried.

A/N: There you have it, the first chapter. I know it's not much, but the following chapters should be longer.