Harry James Potter. That's the little boy's name. however, he did not know his middle name because no one ever talked to him about his parents. He does not know what they look like, how they acted or what they did for a job. Harry had a hard life living with his aunt and uncle. They called him names, forced him to do all the work, and did not get a lot of food. Harry knew that he was maybe going to have a better life when they died but he was so wrong, this place was much worse. Harry walked out of his room to find her, the mean lady. Harry does not really know her name, so he calls her that. He, however, did not want to call her that out loud to her face for he was scared of what she might do to him.

"What are you doing up boy?!" She called way too loud. Harry, however, did not say anything, nor did he look at her for he was too scared to see her face. "What are you doing up?!" She asked again this time in a much louder voice. Again, Harry did not say anything all he did was look up to her and sighed. "I'm not going to ask again," Harry sighed again and said:

"Had a nightmare," however he said this very quietly, but the lady heard him.

"You had a nightmare? That's no excuse to be up! Since your up, I think you should do some cleaning, do it now!" She yelled at him while Harry sighed and walked to where she was pointing.

"How did it go?" Sirius asked Remus once they got back to Remus's cottage in the middle of the woods. Sirius did not know why he lived in the woods, but it made him sad that he did. Remus looked at his friend and sighed from the paper that he was reading. Sirius knows that Remus loved to read but why is he always doing it. Sirius laughed at this he stopped when Remus said:

"I'm fine, I just…..." Remus trailed off as he put the paper down and put his hands on his knees. "I just need to rest," Remus said after he took a breath. Sirius nodded as he looked at the fireplace.

"I think we both need to rest Moon," Sirius said after he cleared his throat. Remus nodded and picked up the paper again. "What are you reading anyway?" Sirius added as he took a sip from his tea. Remus looked up from the paper again, but he did not say anything as he sighed and showed him the paper.

"I don't think I should tell you Padfoot, you might get mad and you know…" Remus trailed off again but this time he sighed as his eyes turned amber. Sirius sighed but he knew that his friend was right.

"It's about Wormtail, right? He did not get far right?" Remus nodded knowing that he should not tell him, but Sirius knew anyway.

"Yes," Remus said bluntly but Sirius knew what he meant. Then they both fell quiet after a while until Remus jumped at the sound of someone knocking on the front door. Remus sighed and stood. "I'll get it," Remus said as he walked to the door. Sirius also sighed and took the paper and started to read it in silence. However, the house was not so silent when he heard Remus talking at the front door: "Yes, I have a friend staying over. Why do you care? No, I'm not dangerous," Sirius heard Remus sigh and shut the door. Then he heard him muttering under his breath, but he did not hear what he was saying. Then when he came back into the living room his eyes were now a bright amber.

"Who was that?" Sirius asked once he saw the amber in Remus's eyes turn back to a mix of green and amber. Remus looked at him and sighed.

"The person that lives next store, like five blocks away," Remus said with a low growl to his voice. Sirius sighed and looked at the paper then to the werewolf, but he did not say anything for a while. Sirius sighed again and looked at Remus who was staring at the fireplace.

"Why does he want to know if you are dangerous? Why does he care about you? He lives five blocks away," Sirius asked in a calm voice that surprised Remus because he thought that Sirius might be mad about this. Remus looked at him and sighed but he did not say anything for a while. Then he sighed again and said:

"He just moved in a few weeks ago. He's starting to wonder what happens in this house now, I guess he heard me during the last full moon," Sirius sighed and thought for a minute before he said:

"Does he know about your 'Furry little problem' Moon?" Remus sighed but he did not say anything as the two fell quiet once again.

Harry hated living in this place. He wished that he was with his cousin who was in a better place. However, he did not really like his cousin, but it was not a bad hatred, more like a jealous hatred. He was jealous because his cousin got love and is still getting love from people that don't even know him, he wished that people cared about him, but he knows that no one cares about him or love him. Harry sighed as he set the table for the other boys. However not for himself. Harry never got any. He does not know why. Maybe it was the fact that everyone hates him, no one loves him. However, he knows that his parents might have but why did they leave him?" Why did they die? Why did they have to die?" Harry sighed again when the other boys came down for breakfast. "Hey, look it's the new kid. The one that no one loves," a boy laughed as he pushed Harry out of the way so he can get to his seat. However, he pushed him hard making Harry fall to the floor. The other boys laughed as Harry got to his feet. Harry felt tears in his eyes however when he was wiping them out of his eyes he heard:

"Boy!" it was the mean lady calling to Harry who ran away from the table wishing that he can eat something.

'Why do they hate me so?' Harry thought. 'What did I do wrong?' Harry let out a shaky breath when he ran into the backyard where the mean lady was standing.

"What took you so long?" She called to him. The window was open, so the other boys listened in. Harry looked down to the grass, but he did not say anything. "Answer me boy!" the other boys laughed through the window while they ate. As if they were watching some form of a show.

"I was setting the table," Harry said quietly as he kept his eyes on the grass.

"I don't care!" Harry flinched at her voice, but he kept his eyes to the ground. "Now, I want you to weed the garden!" Harry nodded slowly but he said nothing. "Do you understand that?" Harry nodded again but again he did not say anything as he looked at her. He was going to ask about the rain. He knew that it was going to rain but he never got a chance because the mean lady said: "And don't say it's going to rain! If it rains, well, I don't care!" With that, she went inside slamming the back door making Harry jump and in tears.

Remus was the first to wake that morning however he knew that he had a nightmare. It was not too bad but when he got out of bed, he saw in the mirror that his eyes were amber. Remus sighed but he did not care, for he felt a whole lot better than the day before. Not only that he felt at full strength with his magic but his best friend, the last best friend that is still alive and on his side was free from Azkaban. Remus sighed again and walked out of the bathroom. Then he took his wand off the end table and walked out of the room to make breakfast for him and Sirius.

Sirius woke an hour later also feeling better, but he feared about Harry. he did not know where Harry was living. What about Wormtail? Will he go after Harry? Sirius knows that he won't, he's too much of a coward to do that. Sirius sighed when he got out of bed and walked to the window. It was a nice day. Minus the clouds that say that it will rain later but Sirius did not care. All he cared about was finding Harry his Godson. He must find Harry, get into a new house that is perfect for an eight-year-old and raise him. "Padfoot!" Remus called breaking Sirius out of his thoughts. "Food!" Remus added making Sirius smile. He knows that Remus was a better cook than him. James Potter always said that Remus was a good cook. Another skill that Remus was good at, had always made him sad that he was good with healing people. He was good at this because he learned it when he was younger so that he can heal himself after the full moon. "Padfoot! Are you coming? I'm going to eat it all!" Remus teased making Sirius laugh and walked away from the window and walked out of the room. Sirius then smiled when he got down into the dining room to see Remus reading again. "Good morning Sirius," Remus said through the pages of the paper. Sirius sighed knowing that Remus had a nightmare because he was not showing him his eyes. Sirius knew that they were again amber just like the night before.

"Good morning Remus. Um, did you have a nightmare?" Sirius asked once he sat down and started to eat. Remus sighed as he put the paper down showing off his amber eyes. There was a little bit of green mixed in there but there was not much there.

"Yes," Remus said slowly as he took a breath as he relaxed and his eyes turned back to its nice mossy green just like the night before.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Sirius asked as he looked at the paper on the table. Then he smiled when he read the headline:

"Sirius Black is innocent. The Black heir that was put in Azkaban for no reason. Now he will get his Lordship back for he is the last living blood born Black after his little brother Regulus Black died. Welcome back, Lord Black. If you want to read more go to page four." Sirius smiled but then he thought of his little brother Regulus. Regulus never got a chance to finish Hogwarts. Sirius never saw him again after he finished Hogwarts. Remus looked at Sirius when he saw his sad empty face.

"It's nothing to worry about Padfoot. Um, are you ok? You seem lost in the paper?" Sirius hummed but he did not say anything. Remus then followed his eyes to the paper where Sirius was looking. The werewolf sighed but he stayed quiet as the two friends finished eating.

Harry was starving by the time that he was almost done weeding. Harry knew that he was not going to get any food if he does not finish this, but he can't because he was hungry and tired, and it had started to rain. He wished that he had someone to love him. Help him with this, or do it themselves. Why does he, an eight-year-old have to do all of this work. Which by the way is more work then he had to do when he was living with his aunt and uncle. Harry sighed and looked at the weeds that he still needed to pull. There was a lot of them. "Why do I have to do this?" Harry asked himself as he started to shake from the cold. "I have homework," Harry muttered as he pulled out another and another. However, from the lack of food and water, Harry passed out in the rain. No one saw this. Who would care anyway, Harry did not care, all he wanted was someone to hear him. To love him, care for him, feed him and just be there when he needed it.

A/N: Ok so that was the end of this chapter. Harry is not having a nice time, is he? Don't worry Remus and Sirius will save him. I think this is turning out to be a mix of the musicals Annie and Les Misérables and maybe a little bit of Oliver Twist. I have no idea why. Well, tell me what you think. Thank you to my first review in a long time you really helped me with where I am going with this story. Anyway, thank you for reading and I will see you next time. -Captain Voxland