Hey guys, I'm absolutely sorry that first chapter seemed cheesy, but that was the original idea. Yes I know that Jules seems like a Mary-Sue now, but she's just being nice to Harry plus I'll mention why she was so eager to meet him in this one; like all Blacks she has a dark core, naturally and literally, but she's good to those she likes.

Now this has a time skip in it, but it begins just before that where Regulus and Harry have a little talk. Then it will go to Dumbledore and the others, explaining who really killed Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, and the reactions afterwards.

I will also say that Harry will forgive some, but not all and you can guess who he WON'T forgive.

If I go on I will be telling the story.

Co-written by AnnaBoleyna1536

Enjoy!

A few days later:

A few days had passed since Harry had been brought to the states; he was broken out of Azkaban by the half-elf, half witch daughter of Regulus Black, now he was going to be schooled and trained by Regulus Black the American Minister of Magic. It took a while to process, but he finally came to terms and figured this would be better than being under Dumbledore's thumb or the Ministry's eye.

"Ugh…" Harry awoke from his nap, only because his stomach kept growling for food and made it difficult to sleep.

"You're awake again, good." Healer Samson came into the room. "Hungry?"

"Ravenous." Harry answered him, and then pulled on his glasses.

"Let's see, what sounds good; pea soup or broth?"

"Pea soup."

"Garlic bread or plain?"

"Garlic please."

"Tea or water?"

"Tea thanks." Samson smiled.

"Very well I'll have it brought up straight away, oh and Minister Black is going to stop by later."

"Is he bringing Jules with him?" After the first day Harry and Jules spent more time together than Harry ever had with any girl, even Hermione. He was quite infatuated with her.

"She's in her studies today, but she might sneak over. That girl is so rebellious." Samson laughed.

"Um…if you don't mind me asking how long have you known Jules?" Samson smiled at him.

"Since she was born, I was there to deliver the baby when her mother went into labor. I've taken care of Jules and her father for many years; she's like a daughter to me."

"What about her mother?" Samson frowned that time. "I don't mean to pry but…"

"It's alright, but it's not my place to tell you Mr. Potter. You'd have to ask Minister Black or Jules herself, now I must get your meal ready. In the meantime take this potion before you eat, it will ease your stomach." He handed him a vial, and then left the room. A few minutes later an elf appeared with a tray of steamy soup and bread.

"Masters Harry Potter, your lunch is ready." She had a high voice, she almost reminded Harry of Winky. Harry stared at the elf for a few moments, noticing she was wearing what looked like a white mini-nurse's uniform and hate, she even had on matching shoes.

"Thanks." She set the tray in front of him, and Harry immediately ate his food after swallowing the potion. It tasted amazing, the way it went down his throat it felt so warm followed by the ice cold tea.

"Will Masters Harry Potter need anything else?"

"No thanks, but could you let me know when the Minister gets here?" she nodded and left the room with a snap. Harry finished his meal in no time, when he was done he set the empty dishes aside and laid back. Jules had brought him some books to read, but he wasn't much of a reader.

"Masters Harry Potter, Minister Black has arrived." The elf came back.

"Thanks, I'm finished with my lunch." She smiled and took the tray. "Um, if you don't mind me asking what's your name?"

"My name is Elsa Master Potter." This elf's grammar was ten times better than the ones back in the UK.

"Oh well thank you for your help Elsa." The elf smiled and left the room, and then Regulus entered.

"Afternoon Harry, how are you feeling?" the man smiled at him, his smile reminded him of Sirius, but he already knew this man wasn't anything like Sirius; he was too cunning and smart.

"Better, thanks. That elf…she's a lot more intelligent than the elves back home." Regulus smirked.

"That's because here elves have more freedom and choices, they're even educated. To the very least where they can read and write, but educated no less."

"That's amazing."

"Made a lot of changes over the years, most for the better; I see you've finished eating?"

"Yes it was good, I'll be sure to thank Samson for the hospitality. Um…Regulus if you don't mind…can I see your mark?" Regulus stared at him. "I mean I know you joined but…" before he could finish Regulus rolled up his sleeve, only to reveal bare skin. "Wh-What the…?"

"It's funny actually; after I was rescued by my wife she had removed the mark with her magic. I woke up thinking it was all a dream…and then when I saw her I knew it couldn't be a dream." Regulus reached into his pocket and pulled out a photo. The photo had a younger him, a young woman with bright blue eyes, pale skin, and long brown hair braided down to her chest where a little baby was trying to grab it.

"Wow, she's beautiful." Regulus smiled sadly. "She looks happy."

"She was, the only woman I ever fell in love with. When she had Juliette I was happier than I had ever been in my life, and when she died…" he frowned and put the picture away.

"I'm sorry; I know how it feels to lose those you love." Regulus just smiled again.

"Yes well, I was depressed for a long while and then I remembered I had my daughter to take care of so my life mainly concerns her happiness. I raised her to be all she is, nothing like my parents did to me or my brother." Harry actually smiled, Jules was no doubt a Black but she was probably the same as Andromeda.

"Does she remind you of her, Jules I mean?" Regulus nodded.

"She has her mother's kind heart, but she has my dark core. I wouldn't imagine my child being anything but."

"No doubt your parents would be furious if they knew." Harry laughed.

"I stopped caring about that after I met Shebelle, that's my wife's name, she showed me so much more than I could ever know from them. I honestly think they'd have ordered me to dump her and marry a witch."

"No chance of that." Harry mumbled, and then decided to change the subject. "So um…what's the update on my condition?"

"Well I've just spoken with the healers; you'll be discharged by tomorrow at the earliest. Your body has made a miraculous recovery." Harry chuckled at the word 'miraculous'. "You will be living with me from now on, and you'll be given the same lessons as my daughter."

"I…I guess that'll be alright."

"I've already taken the liberty of buying your books and clothes; you'll have to try them on first." Harry's eyes widened.

"You didn't have to do that; I could've bought my own clothes and books."

"Ah, but your finances are still underway slightly. I figure you can pay me back when it's done, plus if you do well we can begin your training."

"Training for what exactly?" Regulus stared at him, and then Harry realized something. "Does this have anything to do with Voldemort?" that time Regulus chuckled.

"Brave indeed to speak the name, like me and yes it does. I understand you feel as if you have nothing left for your homeland, but you at the very least deserve justice for your parents and friends."

"Yes, if I am to return that's the only reason; afterwards I would leave."

"I wouldn't see it any other way, once you've done your duty you have nothing else to worry for. You don't have to worry though; if you need a job I can see that you have one."

"As nice as that sounds Mr. Black I would rather get a job by earning it."

"I expected that answer from you, but you don't have to worry. Harry you are innocent here, not many people know you and that's a good thing here; now for why I've come, I have your new name and everything ready."

"Oh?"

"Starting tomorrow you will no longer be known as Harold James Potter, and since your scar has been removed it'll make it easier for you to adjust into your new life." Harry's scar was surgically removed and replaced with a patch of skin from a donor, it was fully healed and now without that scar he didn't feel any intense burnings.

"I'll be known as a new person, only you, Jules, and Samson will know the truth?"

"As will Mr. Longbottom and Ms. Lovegood, and our other two spies as well but we will inform them later." Regulus patted Harry's knee. "You're a free man now Harry." Harry felt so content right now he felt as if he were in heaven already.

"Thank you Minister Black, I'm not sure how I can repay you." Regulus smiled.

"Just do well in your studies and promise me you'll have a career someday. You may be James Potter's son, but you actually work harder than he ever did from what I can see."

"He was a year ahead of you."

"Yes, but he had a reputation of being laid back and carefree, not to mention he was so arrogant his head would inflate around the girls." Harry laughed. "Oh well, I must get back to the Ministry. Jules will come by later and let you know what all you'll be studying once we get you to your new home."

"And…when will I start studying?"

"The day after, but the day you come will be the day we decide what to get you for clothes and such. As for Quidditch, well…you can play a game with Jules and me, maybe even some friends, but you can also learn from some pros if you do well."

"Really?" Harry still liked Quidditch, but he was almost afraid Regulus wouldn't let him play.

"Sure, but only if you do well in your schooling understand?" Harry nodded eagerly. "Good, now I must go. See you later Harry."

"Bye Regulus." The man left Harry alone for now, Harry was full, he was awake, and then he suddenly remembered he had a television in his room so he would be free to watch what he wanted. Thankfully he knew how to work one too, and starting tomorrow Harry would be a free man.

'This is a turn for the better, but I am not going to let Voldemort get away with this.' He vowed to make the Slytherin heir pay for his family's death, and his friends. He would also make sure Dumbledore and Fudge paid for putting him in prison on a false crime; and that left the other Weasleys. They all would pay, and once the war was finished they could all burn in hell.

Two years later:

Three long years had passed since Harry Potter was sent to Azkaban, three long years passed since the Wizard World had thought they put away a killer and traitor to their people, and three years passed since the Wizard World imprisoned the wrong killer.

It was true, Harry Potter had been innocent after all; the entire Wizard World realized it after the real killer made himself known, Colin Creevey. The boy had gone to Voldemort to join the Death Eaters, in order to prove that he could do so much better than any other muggleborn. Voldemort of course was happy to oblige, and that's when Colin gave him the idea. His intention wasn't just for kicks, it was also revenge against Ginny Weasley for refusing his offer to date. He had a crush on her since first year, and when she refused him he snapped; he knew she liked Harry Potter, and so he decided if he couldn't have her then no one could.

Colin had the whole thing set up, and in so he got Marcus Flint and two other Slytherins to assist him. They had each set up Hermione Granger, Ronald and Ginny Weasley, and lured them into the dungeons before killing them with Harry's wand. Harry of course had been knocked out, and when the job was done the four perpetrators left him there. Colin went to Dumbledore, and so when Harry came to the Professors and the Aurors reprimanded him and took him from Hogwarts.

The trial was short and done with, and Dumbledore didn't care at the time. Fudge wanted it to end and he jumped at the chance to convict Harry. Now the boy was in Azkaban falsely accused and now things were already getting worse.

Dumbledore paced in his office, trying to think of what to do. Harry was in Azkaban but soon he would be out, Kingsley and the others were going to get him and bring him to Hogwarts to recover. He had been wrong the whole time, Dumbledore should've known Harry would never harm his friends and look what happened? It would be a miracle if Harry forgave him and the others, but Dumbledore still needed him to end the war.

"Uh…oh Fawkes what have I done?" he looked to his phoenix companion, and the bird just looked away. He had called the Weasleys over to tell them the truth, Sirius and Remus would come too but they hadn't spoken to the old man since Harry's trial.

They were probably the only ones besides Severus, Luna Lovegood, and Neville Longbottom who believed Harry was innocent and they were right. Dumbledore had told them to give up, the evidence pointed to Harry and they would never see him again. The look on Sirius' face when he said those words, it was heartbreaking, the man had fought for Harry but of course Dumbledore made him shut up or he would make sure Harry got the kiss right then and there at the trial.

He was going to go through hell to fix this, even if Harry didn't forgive him he at least had to finish off Voldemort.

"Albus, they're here." Minerva McGonagall walked into the room, she too knew about Creevey and when she heard the news she broke down remembering that Harry begged her to help him when the Aurors came and she didn't. She had cast aside one of her favorite students for the sake of what, nothing.

"Send them in." Albus didn't even look up from his desk as they entered. Three years had gone by and right now the old man felt as if the life had drained from him. He was old and tired, and this war had gone on long enough.

"Why have you called us here Albus? Is something wrong?" Arthur spoke up, when Albus looked up he could see the man looking at him curiously.

"I'm afraid I have some distressing news, so I suggest you all prepare yourselves." He stood from his desk, looking out the eyes of the other Weasleys and Sirius and Remus. "It seems that…we were mistaken, dearly mistaken for what happened three years ago." They stared at him.

"What're you talking about Albus?" Molly looked at him.

"The deaths of Hermione, Ronald, and Ginny…it's…Harry was innocent after all." All of their mouths gaped open, except for the two men glaring hatefully at Dumbledore. "The real murderers were caught yesterday in the raid, Colin Creevey and three Slytherins, they all confessed to killing your children and Hermione, and to framing Harry."

"No…Albus it can't…"

"It is Arthur, Harry was innocent and none of us believed him." Molly started sobbing, while Arthur held her and the rest of the Weasley children had tears forming in their eyes.

"You mean YOU didn't believe him!" Sirius Black raged at Dumbledore. "I told you he was innocent, Remus and I both told you he would never betray his friends and you didn't listen! None of you did!" the Animagus snarled angrily at them all.

"You stole three years of Harry's life, locked away in that hellhole with no human contact. You didn't even bother giving him a fair trial! You let Fudge convict him!" Albus backed away slightly, whenever Remus Lupin got angry he could be worse than Sirius.

"Remus please…I feel horrible for what I did and said. That's why I've asked Kingsley and Alastor to retrieve Harry; they're getting him now as we speak."

"Then…then he can forgive us. He will forgive us won't he Albus?" Molly looked ready to break down again.

"I don't know, we can only hope he will."

"You can hope, but he won't forgive any of you." Sirius snarled. "After what you all did to him, what you forced us to do; Harry will never forgive any of you!"

"Sirius please…we didn't know we thought that…"

"YOU DIDN'T DO A DAMN THING!" Remus shouted so loud the portraits on the walls shook. "YOU DIDN'T LET HARRY EXPLAIN AND YOU ABANDONED HIM! YOU DON'T DESERVE HIS FORGIVENESS NONE OF YOU DO!" the Weasleys shrank away from Remus.

"I should kill you all right now." Sirius snarled so angrily he transformed into Padfoot and snapped at the redheads.

"Sirius don't!" Remus held the dog back by his scruff. "They aren't worth it." The dog transformed back into Sirius.

"Please Sirius…." Arthur tried to speak. "We lost our youngest children, and Hermione we didn't know Harry was innocent. They had his wand, and Harry was on them when he was caught…" Arthur stopped when Remus glared.

"You said he was like a son to you, and yet at the first moment you hear 'Harry Potter murdered his friends' you told him to burn in hell, you called him a liar, you trashed him and you ignored his pleas for help."

"You didn't help him either!" Percy Weasley pointed at the men.

"BECAUSE HE MADE US!" Sirius pointed at Dumbledore. "You said that if we tried to help Harry you would make sure he got the kiss right then and there at the trial! You would have condemned him!"

"I know…and I feel awful for it." Albus turned back to his desk. "Hopefully Harry will be here soon, and when he's well we can all speak to him."

"No you won't." Remus snarled. "If Harry does come here and he recovers we're taking him away from here, far from all of you traitors!" he growled the word traitors.

"No, no Remus you can't you have to let us…." Bill Weasley tried to talk but Remus pulled out his wand and jabbed it into the boy's throat.

"I don't have to let you do anything; I remember what you said to him when he tried to speak his innocence. You told him to burn in hell, remember that William?"

"Remus!" Albus pulled out his wand. "Drop it now, don't make this worse than it already is." Remus spit on Bill's face, but lowered his wand. Right when he did Kingsley and Moody walked into the office. "Ah, there you are."

"Don't count your dragons yet Albus, we have a problem." Moody looked to everyone.

"What problem, have you not brought Harry here?" the two men shook their heads.

"We went to retrieve the boy, but when we got to his cell he wasn't there." Albus stared at Kingsley. "We checked to see if he was moved, and he wasn't. The Dementors didn't get him either, and so that only leaves one explanation." Everyone stared wide-eyed at Kingsley.

"You…you can't mean that…" Albus didn't even have to finish his words.

"Harry Potter has escaped from Azkaban." Dumbledore collapsed into his chair, and the Weasleys all gasped.

"How? He was in a cell guarded heavily who could've…?" Moody looked at Sirius.

"Don't give me that look Mad-Eye, I wasn't anywhere near Azkaban in the past three years."

"Perhaps, but you are the only one who ever escaped that prison, you and Crouch Jr. and he is gone."

"He didn't break him out Moody, so get that idea out of your head." Remus growled standing next to Sirius. "Perhaps Harry found a way out himself?"

"No, we checked on the guards, none of them remembered anyone going to visit the lad. We questioned them to be safe, and when we checked out the cell it looked like no one had been in there since the boy was imprisoned."

"So then…" Molly began. "He could've been broken out by someone else?"

"It seems so." Kingsley answered her. "Potter didn't have a wand, and his magic was detained at the trial so he couldn't have done it himself unless the spell wore off."

"It would have to have been a professional; no one else can get past the Dementors or guards without setting off the wards."

"But who would…? I know that Longbottom and Lovegood supported him but even they aren't powerful enough to do such a thing." Percy spoke up.

"It doesn't matter, wherever Harry is none of you can touch him." Sirius snarled. "My godson deserved better than this life, and he sure as hell deserved better than all of you!" with that the dog Animagus stormed from the office and Remus followed after him. The whole Weasley clan looked ashamed and disgusted with themselves, and Albus couldn't blame them.

"Harry's gone; Merlin knows where he is now." Molly started sobbing again. "Oh Ron, Ginny, Hermione forgive me…" Arthur held her again, this time their sons joined in.

"What do we do now Albus? When Cornelius gets wind of this there's no telling what could happen." Kingsley asked the old man. For the first time in years, Albus Dumbledore did not have a good answer.

"I don't know Kingsley, I don't know." Albus buried his face in his hands, silently letting tears fall from his eyes. He had messed this up so horribly, Harry might never forgive him and now he may never come back.

Voldemort was going to destroy them all, and it was their own fault.

One year later:

A year after the world realized Harry Potter had escaped from Azkaban the whole Wizard World was in turmoil. The Ministry was more corrupt than ever, yet Fudge was still in charge though the man looked close to giving up any day now. The war was still brewing, Voldemort had only launched a few attacks on Muggles and wizards, he was more concerned with finding Harry Potter in order to obtain the last ounce of power.

Cornelius had hired some of the best Aurors possible to find Harry, but every lead came up empty. No one knew what became of the boy, and everyone was worried that no one would be able to defeat Voldemort. Dumbledore had grown old and tired after a long while; he had nearly given up in the searches. Sirius and Remus had left the Ministry to go into hiding, but they only came around to see if there was anything on finding Harry.

The Weasleys were another story, after realizing how wrong they were about Harry they were all afraid if he did return he would go after them. Molly and Arthur kept in their home, but Percy had to get his own flat with his girlfriend to keep them away from the Death Eaters prowling around. Bill and his wife Fleur had taken their own home and Arthur was secret-keeper, and as for the twins their shop remained open but they had it warded like a prison to keep out the Death Eaters and any unwanted guests. No one knew where Harry was, and they were beginning to think he would never return after what they'd done.

Hogwarts had been closed, the students and their parents were too afraid of Death Eaters coming around to take over the school. Students were now being homeschooled, going to Durmstrang, Beauxbatons, or even just attending Ministry classes to continue their education. Most of the teachers were out of jobs, but they fared well enough thanks to Dumbledore.

Right now things hadn't gotten better, but the Ministry was forced to ask for help in pursuing the Dark Lord. So they called in a few allies, and while one stayed in their homeland sending over reinforcements, the other was coming to the UK to assist with some of their best people; the Minister of Magic for the States.

"When are they due to arrive Cornelius?" Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape tagged along with Fudge and some Aurors to meet with the American Minister.

"In a few minutes Albus, they should be here through the International Floo Port." They were waiting in the floo port, in another section of the Ministry.

"Who all is he supposed to bring with him?" Snape asked sounding bored.

"From what I understand his best teams are coming, also his daughter and her fiancé as well."

"How old is she?"

"Nineteen I think, I haven't met her." No one had actually met the American Minister since the last one resigned some years ago. "Ah that should be them now." A loud ringing echoed the hall, and in a large rush of green flames several figures wearing robes stepped through.

"Good afternoon Cornelius." The American Minister took off his hood, and tons of people, save for Snape, gasped at the sight of Regulus Black. "Nice to see you again Professor Dumbledore, you too Severus."

"Hello Regulus." Severus smiled slightly. "You look well."

"As do you my friend." They shook hands.

"Regulus Black? But…but how?" Fudge was red in the face, but not fully.

"It's actually a long story, one that I'll be willing to tell later on but for now I think we have a war to discuss?"

"U-Um yes of course, uh p-please follow me." Fudge led them around, and soon enough they came into a large room with a long black ornate table and multiple chairs in the middle of it. "Please have a seat." Regulus took the spot at one end and Cornelius took the other while the Aurors took either side.

"Father." A young woman took off her hood staring at Regulus.

"In a minute love, oh forgive me Cornelius this is my daughter Juliette Black and this is her fiancé Peter Carlson." The young girl turned to Fudge and nodded, and everyone immediately noticed how beautiful she was, especially her curled black hair that framed her beautiful face. The boy next to her was handsome too, a tall well-built frame, shoulder-length black hair and deep brown eyes.

"A pleasure to meet you both, but before we begin anything on the war Mr. Black I would like to know…aren't you a Death Eater?" Fudge's Aurors' pulled towards their wands, and Regulus immediately rolled up his sleeves revealing bare skin on both arms.

"You can cast a spell if you wish, but I assure you there is no mark."

"No I…I think we have enough." Fudge caught the glare Juliette was giving him. "Forgive me Ms. Black, it never hurts to be extra careful."

"Hmph." She mumbled.

"Now then, what do you propose we do? I have my best people here with me, but I can call in for more."

"Uh no need for that Mr. Black, you see we have an idea on defeating the Dark Lord, but the main issue is that we need to figure out his forces first." They heard a scoff.

"You don't know of his forces Minister Fudge? Surely after three years you would?" the boy, Peter slyly spoke.

"I assume you do Mr. Carlson?"

"But of course, we've been tracking them since you asked for our help." The boy waved his wand and a scroll appeared. "We have a list of known Death Eaters, besides you Mr. Snape, but we're still running checks on them."

"You mean background checks?" Carlson smirked.

"Of course, what else would I mean?" the boy seemed smug, too smug and it was starting to rub off on Fudge the wrong way.

"Forgive my future son-in-law Fudge, he's a bit eccentric."

"Father…."

"Oh hush Juliette." The girl just grinned at Carlson and her father. "Now, as you were saying?" Regulus stared at Fudge.

"Oh yes, matters of defeating the Dark Lord. Unfortunately we don't have much to go on, we are still figuring out how to kill him."

"So then why did you call us? Has something happened?"

"Well…we did have someone who could defeat the Dark Lord, but he…" Fudge looked at Dumbledore. "He was imprisoned on a false charge, framed if you will, and we didn't realize his innocence until last year."

"You are unable to find him?" Fudge nodded.

"It was Harry Potter, I'm sure you know of him?" Regulus nodded. "We are no doubt never going to see him again, but the boy has a duty to defeat the Dark Lord."

"If I may, why don't you just call him by his intended name? Voldemort?" Carlson spoke up and several people winced at the name. "Fear of a name only increases the fear of the thing itself, but as you can see I'm not afraid to say it."

"Well you have likely never met the Dark Lord Mr. Carlson." Dumbledore spoke up. "You do not feel threatened by the name because you've never been in his presence."

"Actually…" Carlson looked to Regulus Black, who just nodded and to Juliette who also nodded. "I have been, twice in fact, met him face to face on which both times he tried to kill me. I got away, and it was only four years ago I saw him again."

"What do you mean?" Fudge looked skeptical.

"Oh please Cornelius, don't tell me you can't remember? After all I've tried to tell you in the past he had returned, especially when he murdered Cedric Diggory, but you didn't believe me and so you didn't think twice before you convicted me the following year." Fudge stared at him, and right away Dumbledore's eyes widened in shock.

"You…you can't be…" the Carlson boy smirked, and in a quick flash of magic Dumbledore found himself staring face to face with the Boy-Who-Lived smirking evilly at him.

"Hello again everyone, did you miss me?"

Not quite as long as I wanted it to be, but at most this fic will be about five chapters long.

Hope you read my note at the top, because Harry is not going to be very forgiving. Jules will have a spot too, especially when the Weasleys appear so expect some cursing and mild violence.

Jules may seem like a Mary-Sue, but she isn't.

R&R

Later!