Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J. K. Rowling and Warner Brothers does. So back off lawyers!

A/N: I have no idea of what I'm doing.

Chapter 1: The Black dog's Present

Harry Potter sat on his bed in his dorm at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was mourning the loss of his godfather Sirius Black, an escaped convict from Azkaban, after the disaster in the ministry where Voldemort tricked Harry into believing that his godfather was in trouble but was in fact a ruse to get the prophecy between him and Harry made by Sybill Trelawny.

His friends were not spared from the damage. Both of his best friends were in a terrible condition, Hermione Granger receive a large gash from Dolohov, Ron Weasley was attacked by a spell that confounded him. The others that joined him did not take that much damage, Ginny Weasley got a broken ankle, Neville Longbottom got a broken nose and a broken wand, and Luna Lovegood seem to come out with minor scratches.

While they did not blame him for it, he felt that it was, it was his rushing to 'save' his godfather that they were harmed. He should have been stronger or strong enough to keep his friends safe or at least not get them into a critical condition. Worse, he knew if only he could succeed in occlumency, it might have prevented all of this.

Though the worse news came when he was back at Hogwarts when Dumbledore told him of the prophecy and what it means. In the fit of rage afterward, he broke nearly everything in that room. Then stormed out then retreated to his dorm.

The only good thing that came out of this is that the ministry now finally realized that Voldemort is back and people stopped calling him insane and a liar.

Thinking that a walk around the lake would clear his mind and help him to figure what to do next, he got up and left the dorm. Passing the students that doubted him at the start of the year now turned to saying they are sorry and that the believed him the entire time.

' Bloody hypocrites, one minute hating me, then liking me the next. Just pick a side and stay there people.'

After making it outside, and walking for quite a bit he stopped at a tree near the edge of the lake.

"I wonder if I'll be able to come close to matching with Tom. He has 50 years of experience and a huge arsenal of spells to choose from and he knows how to use them in his favor. What do I have?"

As Harry was busy in degrading himself he did not notice a something flying toward Hogwarts or more specifically, Harry himself.

"...and how would I keep my friends safe, they would only be safe is that I kill Tom, but the odds against me is very high.." he trailed off as he saw the thing coming toward him, it was carrying a package.

As it got closer Harry saw what is was, a raven. When it got close to Harry it threw the package to him

"What the ..." Opening the package he saw a letter and a box. Picking up the letter he began to read.

To Harry Potter, My Godson

If you got this package it means I have died, hopefully going down fighting. In this package you will find two unfilled passports and two plane tickets, one was for you and another for a friend. It used to be just for me and you so when the war was over, we would take a nice long vacation to have fun and spend hopefully making up for your lack of childhood. Inside the box -Harry glanced at it- you should see the passports and tickets, coupled with a portkey to the airport, and a bag which allows you to take as much money as you want from the Black vault as I have named you my heir and all.

One more thing Harry, I'm sorry, I am your godfather but I did a lousy job of it, if I could have just controlled my anger on that day, I would be the one caring for you right now, training you to fight and such, while never let you near those horrible people, but what I'm doing right now I hope could be me repaying a huge debt.

Sincerely, Padfoot

Looking up from the letter Harry noticed he was crying, and for quite some time judging by the fact that his eyes are wet.

Folding the letter and setting it down gently beside him, he grabbed the box and looked inside, indeed there was two passports, tickets, and a bag with the Gringotts sign. " I wonder if this actually works."

Reaching into the bag, he felt around to find that there is galleons in the bag. Satisfied, he now tries to choose who he wants to go with.

Ron wouldn't do because he has as much knowledge of the non-magical world as much as himself which is not much, which basically means that Neville, Ginny, and Luna is out.

Which leaves Hermione, who he was sure knows a lot more about the world than he did by leaps and bounds, and heck, he might as well have someone who could help him take down Voldemort during their trip than just questioning about everything and drag him everywhere.

With the decision made, he got up, put the letter in his pocket, picked up the box, then went inside to check on his friends and hopefully his new travel partner. Making his way through the hall, he made his way toward the infirmary.

Getting there, he looks to find all but Hermione sleeping. She was reading up on healing spells, " Don't you think you should be resting instead of studying Hermione?"

"Harry!" She tried to get up but flinched because of her injuries, rushing over over to settle her back down to her bed he explained what Sirius left him the letter, the package with the passports and ticket. "So, who are you going to ask?"

"You." At her confused face he explained, "you are the only person I know well enough that knows about the non-magical world more than anybody I know and the only person who would help me train to fight Voldemort for most of the trip while the others would just stare in awe, while in Luna's case, she may just make people feel awkward."

Blushing she accepted. "Harry, can you let me borrow Hedwig for bit, I need to write to my parents about the trip. Wait where are we even going?"

"Well, I really don't know, let me check the tickets,"opening the box and checking the tickets, "It seems we are going to Florida."

"I always wanted to go to Florida. Wait. Why would Sirius buy plane tickets early if he was planning to go after the war? Surely he knows wars do not that fast right?"

"I don't, maybe it's in the box." Rummaging through the box, he found a piece of paper. " Well it seems like from this note, it is a magical ticket that is charmed to be accepted for one time at any time after purchase."

"That sorta begs the question of how it was made without keeping the magical world secret."

"Who knows, magic is a weird mysterious thing. Maybe we'll find out during the trip."

"True. Now is the only reason you came in here to tell me about the traveling plans or are you checking on us too?"

Looking away, "Well, I only thought of the trip when I was walking here, sorry." Looking around, "I'm sorry." Hermione looked at him. "I'm sorry for being too lazy to study and copying from you, not being strong enough to keep you safe, for being a bad friend, everything from when we first met till now. Sorry." With that Harry got up and left leaving a smiling Hermione.

"You idiot, I already forgave you for all of that didn't I."

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