Summary: Post GoF H/Hr. Harry manages to clear Sirius' name and he creates an army of his own, the Angels of Light, to fight the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but a couple of characters and a delirious imagination, which will be used to make this story at least okay, and hopefully good.
Chapter 1, The Aftermath
It was midnight and the Dursley' house in Privet Drive was in complete silence until a fourteen-year-old boy woke up screaming piercingly at the top of his lungs. He had experienced these nightmares since the end of term in Hogwarts, the wizardry school he attended. This boy's name was Harry Potter and he was well known in the magic world. A month ago he had, once again, encountered his greatest foe, the Dark Lord Voldemort. The memories of that night still occupied his every thought. Cedric dying, dueling Him, seeing his parents during the effects of the Prior Incantatem, and barely escape only to find out one of his teachers had been a Death Eater in disguise all year long. He shook his head. This summer had not been so bad after all, since the Dursleys had been ignoring him, and that was an improvement compared to their previous attitude towards him. He turned around to continue sleeping.
Next to his bed there innocently lay the Wizarding newspaper, the Daily Prophet. In it there was a long article, which claimed that both Harry and Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts, had lied about the return of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named in a clear attempt to diminish the Minister's authority and scare the population.
Suddenly, a white owl entered the young wizard's room and rested on its cage. Its hoot alerted the sleep-deprived teenager, making him get up and take the letter the bird was carrying.
Harry read the envelope and realized that the letter was from Sirius. He dearly missed his godfather but until the Ministry acknowledged his innocence, Harry knew that he would not be able to live in Grimmauld Place, Black's home, with him.
After he had finished reading the letter, he was a lot happier and more hopeful than he had been in a long time. It said that Wormtail, the one who had incriminated Sirius, had been caught making some errands for Voldemort, and because of that, his godfather had been granted a fair trial with the Wizengamot. If everything went fine, as Harry hoped it would, Sirius would finally able to stop running away and they would be able to live together peacefully. Moreover, he had been asked to be there as a witness. The hearing was scheduled for the next day, and he was looking forward to it.
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The next day Harry woke up early to start getting ready for the trial that would most likely define his immediate future, or lack of it, with his godfather. He went to the bathroom and took a cold shower, to cool the nerves off himself a bit. After putting on his dress robes, he patiently awaited the arrival of Sirius, who had told him in his letter that he would pick him up at 7 o' clock sharply.
Exactly at the time scheduled, Sirius Black came out of the Dursleys' hearth, which had been connected to the Floo Network for that day only. Vernon and Petunia started screaming and swearing shrilly, pointing accusingly at Sirius, obviously a wizard.
"Who are you and what do you think you are doing here, you freak?!" Vernon roared at the recently arrived man.
"I'm Sirius Black," Sirius began calmly."I've come to pick up my godson. You've probably heard of me as a ruthless murderer in your Muggle news," Sirius added slyly.
As they heard this, both Petunia and Vernon hid behind their couch discreetly. Sirius found this extremely amusing, as he thought that a man Vernon's size could hide behind an elephant and he would still be at plain sight.
At that moment, Harry walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, followed by Dudley, who seemed to think that that day was as good as any to eat until he passed out.
Harry seemed to find the situation happening there almost as hilarious as Sirius did, but he whispered to him anyways,
"Try to stay out of trouble, at least until the hearing is over."
The only answer he got from his godfather was a mischievous smirk.
Ten minutes later they were at the Ministry, still laughing at Vernon, whose bravery had suddenly returned and stood up to Sirius, earning a transformation into a colossal, fat panda bear. They actually thought that it wasn't that much of a change to his usual appearance.
They arrived to the Atrium just in time for the hearing to begin. The entire Wizengamot was there, and at its head, Dumbledore. After a couple of remarks from Fudge, who looked very grim, the trial began with the Minister calling Peter Pettigrew. He was given Veritaserum, the truth potion, to make him tell, once and for all, what had happened the day Sirius was sent to Azkaban twelve years ago. Once the weakest and former Marauder finished the story about how he had tricked his former friend, and Harry and Dumbledore explained what had happened two years ago and the incidents with the Dementors, Fudge and the Wizengamot went to a separate room to reach a final decision.
"Relax, Harry, everything is going to be all right," Sirius said consolingly.
"I know, it's just that… I really want you to be cleared so that we can live together," Harry replied morosely, sighing.
"Silence, the Wizengamot has come to a decision," a toad faced woman said.
"Thank you, Dolores," the Minister said, "by eleven votes against two, Sirius Black is declared not guilty, whereas Peter Pettigrew is found guilty of several crimes, such as murder and collaborating with You-Know-Who."
Harry rolled his eyes at Fudge's unwillingness to say His name.
"For that he is sentenced to life imprisonment at Azkaban. That is all. You are all dismissed," Fudge concluded.
An extremely happy Harry hugged his godfather, making a huge grin appear in Sirius' face. Dumbledore approached them both and after congratulating the recently exonerated man, he told them something that shocked them both.
"As you are both aware of, the last Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was actually Barty Crouch Jr. using a Polyjuice Potion. Because of that, the position is empty again, and I would like to offer the job to you."
"I am quite flattered, but I am not sure if I am fit for it!" an utterly shocked Sirius said.
"As I recall, and my memory is quite good…" Dumbledore smiled. "You were a very talented student, except for your fondness of pranks." It was now Sirius who was the one who was grinning at the memories. "And you were one of the few people that fought both Death Eaters and Voldemort and lived to tell about it, so I think you are the perfect man for the job," Albus continued.
"If that's what you think, I will be glad to accept your offer. Now if you will excuse me, I have to go home with my godson," Black said eagerly.
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Surprisingly, Sirius' house, or actually their home, was very neat and clean. When Harry told him about this, he simply answered,
"I have a house elf."
Suddenly as he said, "Iori" an elf surprisingly similar to Dobby appeared next to them. After presentations were made and Harry unpacked (they had already retrieved his things from the Dursley's house and they seemed to be very glad to finally be rid of the freak), Sirius showed the house to him, spending quite a while in the Black Library, which was full of interesting books. When they were having dinner, Sirius spoke with Harry about the following day.
"Tomorrow we are going to Diagon Alley, since I have to buy a few things," he explained.
"What things?"
"Some things for my classes."
Harry smirked at that. "I hope you are not planning on pulling some pranks at your students."
With a sly grin he answered, "Not at all. I would never do something like that." Harry rolled his eyes.
More seriously, but still grinning, Sirius said, "I have something to give to you."
"What is it?" Harry asked, somewhat concerned.
He handed the boy a beautifully decorated mirror, with a red and gold frame that had delicate little griffins engraved in it.
"Your birthday present!" Sirius introduced with a flourish.
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A/N: Hi there! This chapter is officially corrected by my beta JuliaKerns5. You are now able to enjoy this mistake-free fic thanks to her! So, thank you very much!! (Standing ovation).
A few things I would like to clarify:
The Wizengamot, in my story, is formed by 11 members, its leader (Dumbledore), and the Minister (Fudge). So in Sirius' trial, Dumbledore and 10 members voted not guilty; Fudge and other member voted guilty.
The Order of the Phoenix did not exist here. There was some kind of group that opposed Voldemort, and Dumbledore and Sirius took part of it, but it was not as organised as the one in the canon books.
Kreacher does not exist, nor does the painting of Sirius' mother. His house is a nice and normal wizarding house, but it contains several dark books and items though.
There won't be barely any reference to the books 5, 6 and 7, except for the mirror and some other minor things. Please try to erase the books from your mind to read this fic and if you can't, LEAVE NOW (just kidding xD). But seriously, don't take them into consideration.
I think that's all, but if not, feel free to ask any questions you may have.
Please Read, Review, and most importantly, Enjoy!!