HIDING IN LOVE
Sirius escapes from Azkaban when Harry is seven. When he sees how Harry is treated by his 'family', he takes him and goes into hiding to raise him.
Mcpetra107 is coauthoring this story with me :)
Sirius' new wand
Dogwood with a Thunderbird Tail Feather Core.
Dogwood - Dogwood wands are quirky and mischievous; they have playful natures and insist upon partners who can provide them with scope for excitement and fun.It would be quite wrong, however, to deduce from this that dogwood wands are not capable of serious magic when called upon to do so; they have been known to perform outstanding spells under difficult conditions, and when paired with a suitably clever and ingenious witch or wizard, can produce dazzling enchantments.
Thunderbird Tail Feather Core - Extremely powerful, difficult to master.
Sirius' Rules For Harry
1) Harry is NOT a 'freak' and will NEVER use the word 'freak' when talking about himself.
2) Sirius will never yell at, hit, or lock Harry in his room.
3) Sirius will never make Harry go without meals.
4) Harry can come to Sirius at any time - especially if he has a nightmare.
5) Harry will keep his room tidy and help Sirius when asked, but will not do chores on his own.
6) Harry is allowed to ask anything he wants.
7) Harry must think about himself at times.
8) if Harry needs something he can ask Sirius for it.
9) If Sirius swears, he has to put a Galleon in the 'swear jar'.
* At the end of each month Sirius will buy Harry a gift with the money in the swear jar.
Sirius/Harry's Safe House
*Was created by Sirius and James for the Marauders.
- Is magically warded and protected so that it cannot be traced or detected.
- Magically creates bedrooms for the number of people who enter.
- Has a hidden bag of wizarding money - magically linked to the Black/Potter vaults so that it is always full - and $1000 of muggle money.
- Has a stash of potions; healing, strengthening, blood replenishing, pain relieving.
- Has a library of books of magic and of muggles; both fiction and nonfiction.
PROLOGUE
It had taken him years to regain enough strength to transform into his Animagus form, he'd managed it for the first time two days ago; as soon as he had transformed, he'd noticed that he was unaffected by the dementors in his dog form. That was when he had thought of escaping. As the dementors opened the door to bring his food, he slipped passed them in his Animagus form, squeezing through the bars.
Now all that was left was a swim to the mainland. After six years he was free, and there was only one thing on his mind. Harry.
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Sirius smiled as he successfully apparated into Ollivanders, he hadn't been sure that he would be able to do it without his wand. Apparently luck was on his side, not only had he been able to apparate, he had done so without splinching himself.
Looking around the darkened shop, Sirius relaxed slightly when he saw he was alone. He began looking through the boxes of wands, searching for one that suited him. Once again, luck was on his side and it only took him a few minutes to find a wand. Once he had his wand, he cast a quick "Reparo" to fix the destruction from his previous attempts. Then he put the lid back on the box his wand had come from, and returned it to it's place on the shelf - just as he had done with the other wands he had tried. With any luck, it would be awhile before anyone notice the wand was missing.
With his task done, Sirius smiled and apparated. Thanks to Hagrid, he knew exactly where Harry would be.
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Sirius appeared in the Dursley's backyard, this way, if anyone was watching the house, they wouldn't see him. It was dangerous for him to come here, but he had to see that Harry was being treated well with his Aunt and Uncle.
He took a deep breath and walk silently to the back door, peering through the window. From where he was, he could see the dinner table set up for dinner. Petunia, Vernon and an overweight boy he assumed was their son, were all eating happily. But there was no sign of Harry, there wasn't even a fourth plate set at the table.
Sirius froze a moment later when he saw Harry enter the room; he still looked like James, but he was so small. He was nearly seven years old, but from his size, he looked at least a year younger than he was. And he was dressed in clothes that looked like rags and were so big that the hung off him.
Sirius watched as Harry moved timidly to stand beside his Aunt, he didn't hear what he said, but a second later, Petunia's hand flashed out at Harry, viciously slapping his cheek.
"How dare you interrupt us when we're eating!" She screeched, slapping Harry again. "You'll be getting nothing tonight, you nasty little freak!"
Tears streamed down Harry's face as he clutched his cheek, "I'm s-sorry-" he sobbed, cut off by another slap.
Sirius' eyes widened in shock, unable to believe what he was seeing.
Then it got worse.
The glasses on the table exploded as Harry backed away from his Aunt and Vernon leaped to his feet, storming towards Harry with his fst raised-
Sirius kicked the door open, entering the house at a run. He drew his wand, moving to stand in front of his Godson as Vernon and Petunia froze.
"Don't you dare touch him," Sirius growled, pointing his wand at Vernon.
Petunia shrieked and Vernon's face paled at the sight of the wand.
Sirius stared at them, his breath shaking with anger. He wanted so badly to hurt them, to make them suffer for hurting his Godson.
But he couldn't, not with Harry there.
Taking a deep breath, Sirius calmed himself and glanced at Harry, keeping his wand pointed at Vernon. "Are you alright?"
Harry sniffed, nodding fearfully.
"That's good..." Sirius said as he smiled at him, "... Harry, I want you to go out into the backyard and wait for me. You're not in any trouble, I just need to have a chat with your Aunt and Uncle." He told the frightened seven year old, smiling as the terrified looks that Petunia and Vernon shared.
"Ok," Harry slipped around him, his eyes trained to the floor as he walked passed his Aunt and Uncle.
As soon as his Godson was outside, Sirius focused on Petunia and Vernon, noticing that the other boy was staring at him, shaking with fear. "Tell your son to go upstairs to his room." As angry as he was, he didn't want to scare the boy.
"Do as he says, Dudley." Petunia's voice shook as she looked at her son.
Sirius barely noticed as 'Dudley' fled, his attention was now focused solely on the couple in front of him. "How dare you!" Sirius snarled, "He's just a child!"
"He's a freak!" Petunia hissed, glaring at him. "Just like his paren-" Her eyes widened in terror and she fell silent as Sirius turned his wand on her.
"Never insult Lily and James in front of me!" Sirius hand trembled as he fought to control his rage. "Harry is not a freak, he's a wizard." He snorted as they flinched at the word, he glared at Petunia. "You knew that when you took him in, just like you knew that at his age he can't help it when he loses control, there's a reason why it's called 'accidental magic'!"
"We never wanted him in the first place!" Petunia exclaimed, glaring at him. "He was left on our doorstep!"
"We took him in out the goodness of our hearts!" Vernon snarled, finally finding his voice.
"'The goodness of your hearts'?!" Sirius felt a new wave of fury flash through him, "You've starved him, beaten him, and given him your son's castoffs!" He shook his head, glaring at them. "If it had been the other way around, if you had died and Dudley had been raised by Lily and James, they would never have treated him the way you've treated Harry!"
Petunia looked horrified at the thought, "As if we would allow our Dudders to be raised by them!"
"I will be taking Harry with me, you'll never see either of us again." Sirius said after a moment's silence, smiling when both Vernon and Petunia looked relieved. "But before I go..." He waved his wand, casting a nonverbal memory charm over them.
Petunia shrieked, backing away. "What did you do!"
"You'll remember everything from tonight, but you won't be able to tell anyone." Sirius explained, grinning at her. "The only thing you will be able to say, is that 'Harry ran away during the night'."
With that, he waved his wand again, pointing it at Petunia.
Petunia cried out in pain her cheek stinging as though she had been slapped. "What are you doing?!"
Sirius smiled, flicking his wand at her two more times, eliciting another pained cry with each 'slap'. "That is for what you did to Harry." He hissed, before turning to look at Vernon. "As for you..." When he flicked his wand at him, Vernon doubled over, screaming in pain. "That was for what you were going to do to Harry."
Sirius smiled grimly, "Go upstairs to your son." He said, turning away as they ran from the room. He took another deep breath to calm himself, and walked outside to Harry.
His Godson stood near the door, his eyes wide as he stared at Sirius with a mix of fear and curiosity.
Sirius smiled, crouching down as he reached him. "Hi Harry."
Harry frowned at him, "Who are you?"
"I'm Sirius, your Godfather." Sirius told him, smiling gently. "I was friends with you parents."
Harry's face lit up, and he smiled at him. "You knew my parents?"
"I did..." Sirius said with a nod, "Your Dad was my best friend, and your Mum was one of the kindest people I've ever met."
Harry bit his lip, glancing at the house. "Will you really take me with you?"
Sirius frowned, then nodded. "You heard me."
It was Harry's turn to nod, "Does magic really exist?"
Sirius grinned at him, "Yes, it does."
"Am I really a wizard?" Harry asked hesitantly.
Sirius nodded a third time. "You are,"
Harry looked down at the ground, before forcing himself to look at him again. "And I'm not a - a... F-freak?"
Sirius felt his anger flare again at what Petunia had called him, he looked at Harry and shook his head. "Your Aunt should never have called you that." He took a deep breath and stood, holding out his hand. "Let's go back inside and get your things." Harry's hand trembled slightly as he gripped his. "Don't worry, I won't let your Aunt and Uncle hurt you." Sirius promised, leading Harry into the house. "Can you show me your room?"
Harry nodded, taking the lead as he walked through the house to...
Sirius's breath caught in his throat as harry opened the cupboard door, "This is your room?" He asked, trying to keep the anger out of his voice.
Harry looked back at him and nodded, "Dudley has two bedrooms."
Sirius' hands clenched into fists as he fought to control his fury at Vernon and Petunia's cruelty, he swallowed and smiled at Harry. "Ok, grab what you want to take with you." He said gently, "We won't be coming back."
Sirius sat back, watching as Harry packed his meager belongings into an old backpack. Everything he had was old, all his clothes were the same as what he was wearing and his few toys were obviously secondhand.
As Harry finished, Sirius stood, stepping back to let Harry out. When his Godson joined him, he smiled down at him. "All ready to go?"
Harry nodded, smiling shyly. "Yes."
Sirius ruffled his hair, "Ok then..." He stepped closer to Harry and held him close. "This is going to feel a bit... Odd." Sirius said as he prepared to apparate, "Just hold onto me, and don't let go." At Harry's nod, he tightened his hold.
A moment later and both he and Harry disappeared.