Disclaimer: I own nothing and if I did I would be rich and rolling around in my money that I got off the brilliant books and plus Edward would be mine and real.

All mistakes are my own.

Warnings: Mentions of child abuse, boy/boy love, characters may be ooc

A/N:IMPORTANT MUST READ; I have made changes to this chapter, as I believe this story could be much better than it is, my writing style has changed slightly so I hope you guys don't mind the tweaked chapter.

'Flashback'

'Thoughts'

Chapter Two: The Truth Comes Out

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How long godfather and godson were there for was unknown to them. All they knew was that they had each other and that's all that mattered.

Harry was clinging desperately to his godfather, as if Sirius would vanish if he didn't hold on tight enough, he snuggled his face into Sirius' neck and tried to hold back the wince of pain from the pressure on his injuries.

Harry felt a tingling in his nose and pulled back abruptly from Sirius' hold, before Sirius had chance to voice his confusion a very loud sneeze came from Harry causing Sirius to chuckle slightly.

"Come on kiddo let's get you out of this weather. It wouldn't do if you caught a cold now would it." Sirius easily brought Harry up with him and started leading him back towards number four Privet Drive.

Harry started to panic, was Sirius going to take him back to the Dursley's? Harry didn't think he could handle being separated from his godfather, not when he just got him back. "

No, NO Sirius! You can't make me go back there you can't. Not when I've just got you back. You can't" Harry pleaded desperately whilst clinging onto Sirius' wet shirt.

Sirius was alarmed in the panic that Harry was showing. He stopped walking and placed his hands on Harry's shoulder's, concern marring his brow when he saw Harry wince. He crouched down and slid his hands down to Harry's elbow's gently tugging him forward and enclosing the small teen within his arms, he heard the gasp of pain and he shook his head grimly, he always had his suspicions about Harry's home life.

"Harry, what did they do? Tell me what they have done to you" demanded Sirius, gently grasping Harry's chin, forcing him to look up into his concerned and angry grey eyes.

Harry looked like a deer caught in wand light. His breathing hitched slightly and he tried to avoid eye contact, his eyes filtering and darting away from Sirius' face.

There was a sudden gush of wind and the force of it caused Harry's hair to break away from his face, revealing the large, dark bruise covering his entire cheek.

Sirius held back a gasp and his eyes hardened when he saw it, a part of him wondered how he managed to miss such a large bruise on his godson's face, but the majority of him wanted to kill the Dursley's.

He gently raised his hand and stroked Harry's undamaged cheek.

"Harry, they've hit you before haven't they" It wasn't a question but a fact he was waiting Harry to confirm.

Not trusting his voice Harry meekly nodded; worried that Sirius would no longer want an abused little freak for a godson.

"Merlin Harry" he whispered as he gently caressed the outline of the bruise. "How long has this been going on for?" Though Sirius didn't want to know how long his godson had suffered, he needed Harry to tell him.

It was silent for what seemed an hour or more but in reality it was only a few minutes.

Harry sighed in resignation "Since as long as I can remember" The reply was so soft, so quiet, that Sirius almost missed it.

"Oh Harry" Sirius' voice was so full of love for Harry that it made his head snap up at the tone and before he knew it Sirius gathered him into a tight hug, pressing Harry close to his chest. Though Sirius let go as quickly as he scooped Harry up when he heard his godson gasp in pain.

Of one thing Sirius Black was certain; the Dursley's were going to pay.

"Okay Harry listen to me, listen to me" he demanded, making sure Harry was paying attention.

"You are not going to go back there okay? We are going to get your stuff and you're going to live with me and Remus okay? That's the reason why I came to get you today" He stressed making certain that Harry could hear him.

"Really! I can come live with you?" His voice and face were so hopeful that Sirius was angered by the fact that something so small could make Harry so happy.

"Yes Harry you can" As soon as those words left his mouth his arms were full of Harry, who had quite literally thrown himself at his godfather.

Sirius caught a glimpse of the breath taking smile that lit up his face and was stunned of how beautiful his precious soon to be son was.

"Come on Harry, the sooner we get your stuff the sooner we can go home"

Home. Home, Harry had never loved four letters more. His home with Sirius and Remus.

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There was a loud pounding on the door; the force was so great that it was rattling the door.

"Who the bloody hell is that" Roared Vernon Dursley as he thundered down the hall from the longue. Whoever it was was disrupting his t.v show.

He wrenched the door open to come face to face with an enraged looking man. Looking briefly startled by the appearance of the man, he spotted Harry cowering behind his godfather.

"Boy, what have you done now? Get inside this instant and start on tea. We are all hungry" He snapped out at the frightened boy, paying no mind to the escaped convict.

Suddenly a fist connected with his nose causing Vernon Dursley to stumble back form the blow.

"DO NOT speak to my godson like that." Sirius growled out as he pushed himself through the open doorway. The loud shout caused Petunia and Dudley to come rushing into the hallway, curious as to what was happening. Their appearance went unnoticed by the three already in the hallway.

"And this boy as you put it. Is going to do nothing for you, you fat arse!" Sirius' voice turned deadly calm and if you knew him, you knew it wasn't wise to test his patience. But Vernon didn't know him and didn't know when stop.

Vernon drew the hand that was clutching at his bloodied nose away and pointed at Sirius, he glared at the intruder. He shook off his wife who had shrieked when she saw the blood and continued to glare at Sirius.

"You see here! This little freak is MY nephew and I have every right to tell him what to do or where to go" he thundered, his face slowly turning into a blotchy purple.

Sirius' eyes flashed and his wand emitted a few angry red sparks.

"A freak? MY godson is no freak! Now get out of my way you obese walrus of a man" Sirius shouted.

"You're one of those freaks!" Vernon exclaimed "I'm not having any more of your types in my house it's bad enough we have to put up with him" Vernon sadly (depending on how you look at it of course) in his rage briefly forgot that this man was the escaped convict that was all over the news three years prior.

Sirius snapped, he lunged at Vernon and pressed his arm against his throat, whilst holding him against the door in the hallway.

"Get off my husband you vile man!" shrieked Petunia, though she was cowering against her son in fright.

Sirius glanced over and an evil smirk spread across his face.

"Why hello Pet. How have you been?" Petunia froze, she was smart enough to realise who this was and the fact that he was supposed to be dead.

"You're supposed to be dead" she gasped out turning pale as she saw Vernon struggling to breathe.

Looking back at Vernon, Sirius let go of him and watched in disgust as he slid down to the floor, gasping in as much air as he could.

He spun round twirling his wand, a mad smile on his face.

"Well you see Pet, there is this wonderful thing called magic and voila" On the last word he gestured to himself.

He looked over to the pig err boy and noticed his fear in his eyes and he sent a spell over to Dudley and laughed when he turned into a pig.

"MY Baby! MY Duddy-kins!" she screeched and her face was half disgust at having a pig in her house and half panicked at the fact it was her son. She rushed over to him and went to put her arms around him, but drew back as she didn't want to touch the dirty animal, even though it was her son.

"Oh calm down, he's not that much different." Sirius said dismissively.

He turned round to see Harry shocked at what was right before him. Never had he seen his godfather this angry and it scared him so much.

He looked up at the call of his name "Harry go get your stuff and I'll join you upstairs" That was all Harry needed and he darted up the stairs.

"Right where were we? Ah yes I was about to turn you into a horse, considering you look like one" and before anything else was said; a horse stood where Petunia once was.

"You FREAK! How dare you come into my home and do this to my family." Roared Vernon.

"How dare I?" Sirius' voice was too calm "How DARE I?" He thundered, a dark look overcoming his features.

"HOW dare YOU! How dare you treat my godson the way that you have! How dare you, what has he ever done to you?" He shouted at the purple face man.

"Not enough! We took him in out of the goodness of our hearts" Here Sirius snorted "And all we have done is made him earn his keep"

"Wait what? Earn his keep what do you mean by that?" Sirius was not shouting and was scared of what the response was.

"I mean that as soon as he could walk we had him doing chores so that he could sleep here. He's quite the useful servant. He cooks, cleans and doesn't cost much to look after"

Sirius was starting to get filled with dread and straight away performed Legitimacy.

After five minutes Sirius pulled out from Vernon's mind and was so shocked he didn't register the thump that the fat man made as he connected with the floor.

He strode over to the cupboard under the stairs and yanked the door open and straight away he could see the tiny cot that his godson had to sleep on for the first ten years of his life.

How could people treat such an innocent person this way, he'd never know.

Shakily he made his way upstairs and saw that the door with the locks was slightly ajar and he ran a hand through his hair.

The boy who lived, his godson, his Harry was treated like a leper all his life by people who were his family. He couldn't believe how Harry suffered so much and still managed to remain pure and good. And most importantly he couldn't believe how no-one noticed the abuse.

Right then he resolved that as soon as Harry agreed to him and his husband Remus adopting him. They were getting the hell out of this country.

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