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Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related to it, although if I there would do so many things that I would have changed from canon...

"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter doesn't mind." - Bernard M. Baruch

Last time on Unum: Unite

But of instead of answering, Remus shifted his wrist to gaze down at his wristwatch and Sirius took out an old newspaper from his coat pocket. When he gestured for Harry to grab the paper, he did so, becoming, even more, puzzled when Sirius didn't let go but instead Remus grabbed touched it as well and said, "3...2...1...now!"

The next thing he knew, the three of them felt a tugging in their gut and then the three wizards were gone as if they were never there in the first place. The Dursleys didn't even stir in the entire 15 minutes that had just passed by.

As the swirling sensation and the tugging in his navel stopped, Harry peered up from his spot on the floor to the calm faces of Remus and Sirius.

"The dizziness and nausea have passed then?" Asked Remus, concerned.

Nodding, Harry spoke (once he was sure that he wasn't going to throw up in the process), "What was that?"

"We used a Portkey." Said Sirius, who was currently leaning up against one of the walls of the room.

"A Portkey?" questioned Harry.

Remus explained, "A Portkey is an object that is enchanted to bring someone who is touching it to a specific and pre-determined destination."

"So why does it look like a year old newspaper?"

The reply, "A portkey needs to look like an ordinary, everyday object so that it doesn't draw the attention of a muggle and they pick it up by accident."

"Has that ever happened?" Harry asked, intrigued.

Sirius shrugged unconcernedly and answered his godson, "A couple of times, but nothing the ministry couldn't fix."

Silence greeted that statement before Harry spoke up once again, "So, can you now explain what's going on...and where we are?" He added, just taking in the dark décor of the room they were in.

Remus and Sirius looked at each other at Harry's sentence, a million things passing between them without either of them speaking a word. Sirius was the first to look away and he gestured for the two of them to follow him. Opening the door to the room, Sirius started walking down a dim hallway as he turned right towards some stairs. Following, Harry was starting to become a little frustrated that the two older wizards kept ignoring his question, he opened his mouth to ask once again (or maybe to yell) but he didn't get the chance to when Sirius stopped his ascent of two flights of stairs, turned a sharp left and opened another door. Sirius twisted back towards Harry and Remus to look at the two as he gestured for them to enter the new room.

Ignoring the gesture, Harry narrowed his eyes and started to speak, "Sirius..."

Knowing the tone for what it was, Lily used to sound eerily similar when she got annoyed and wanted answers, Sirius relented, "I'll answer your questions pup but just not in the hallway, ok?"

Nodding at this answer, Harry finally did as asked and he went towards the door Sirius was holding open, but as he stepped through the doorway he felt something pass through his body and at the sensation Harry felt a little faint with his head starting to pound painfully. He sensed someone grabbing a hold of him and he felt rather than saw that same someone pull him inside the room and sit him down on one of the black leather couches. Leaning back into the couch, Harry rubbed his forehead and after a few minutes he felt his sudden headache fade, looking towards the two men he considered to be his family (he was also annoyed that he kept feeling faint around the two) and seeing the serious expressions - a strange combination of anger, pain and love - and it all being directed towards him was starting to make him worry a little.

"What..?" That one word seemed to communicate all of Harry's confusion and the abundance of questions that were building up inside him.

Sirius sighed and he seemed to age several decades before him and he now looked like the tortured man he had first seen, the one that had experienced and survived 12 years of hell at Azkaban, "Harry...we're going to explain some things that could be difficult for you to hear."

Harry gazed at his Godfather but didn't speak and instead just waited for Sirius to continue. Both Remus and Sirius sat down in the loveseat in front of him before Sirius continued to speak, "Okay, first I'll explain where we are. This is 12 Grimmauld Place, the Ancestral home of the Blacks AKA my childhood house...I'll give you the tour later."

But Harry was only half listening to the rest of the sentence as he looked around with new interest, "So this is where you grew up?"

"Yep, although I never thought I'd be back here after I left."

"You mean when you ran away," Remus stated, looking at his lov-friend. 'Get that thought out of your head right now Remus Lupin.'

"Meh, details."

Harry stopped his study of the place to look back at his godfather, "You ran away? Why? Where did you go?" He then blushed at his rapid fire questions.

Chuckling at his adorable godson, Sirius shrugged and answered somberly, "My family consisted of those type of people that adored the pure-blood mania, they also worshiped Voldemort and his views. My mother thought he was doing the right thing for the Wizarding world, with his purifying it by getting rid of all the muggle-borns and getting the purebloods back in charge, but it was when I turned 16 that my family finally ended up going too far so I decided to pack up my things and leave. I eventually ended up at the Potters."

"My dad took you in?"

"Yeah he did, didn't even ask what had happened in order for me to run away, he just patched me up, gave me some food and that was that to him, I was then unofficially adopted into the Potter Household." There was silence after that statement before Sirius coughed and continued, "Sorry, we got off topic. Harry...when you passed through the doorway you felt light headed? A Headache? Tingling sensations?"

"Um, yes to all." Said Harry, but seeing their expressions caused him to continue, "But it wasn't that bad, a light headache at most...Wait, you know why I felt all that don't you."

Remus nodded somberly but it was Sirius that explained, "Harry, this room that we're in was my Father's study and being the paranoid man that he was, he outfitted this room to have all kinds of powerful spells and wards...like revealing charms for example."

"Revealing charms? What for?"

"To expose anything from listening charms, tracing and tracking spells and even loyalty charms to appearance changing potions. The list could go on and on..."

Harry stared at his Godfather in surprise, "You mean there are really potions and spells that can do all those things?"

As Sirius and Remus nodded, it was then that a thought came to him, "Wait! Does that mean that all those type of spells and potions were on me?!"

"No pup," Said Sirius sounding relieved, "From what I could tell you only had a tracking spell placed on you and a small block on your magic."

"From who?"

"The tracking spell was placed on you by Dumbledore and the block was placed on you by your parents."

"Mum and Dad? Why and what for? And why would Dumbledore need to place a tracking spell on me?"

"I couldn't guess why Dumbledore would place a tracking on you but will explain about him later, but that block that was put on your magic was only meant to do so for a couple of years," Remus replied, looking at the boy he considered to be his cub in everything but blood, "Your magic was too strong for you while you were a baby, so James and Lily went to St. Mungo's and got a Medi-witch that specialized with newborns that had an above average magical core. The Medi-witch would then place a small amount of your magic under a block and then you would be brought back to un-block your magic when your body could handle the excess magic."

Understanding what was being said to him, Harry asked, "So how do we get rid of this block?"

Sirius grinned like the Marauder he was, "It time to visit St. Mungo's."

Harry looked to his godfather and almost whined, "Do we have to?"

Sirius continued to grin manically whereas Remus sighed in exasperation, "Yes you do." Harry turned to Remus as he continued speaking, "Harry, for one, you need that block removed and St. Mungo's is the only one that we trust to do that properly and for another, we want you to have a full medical check-up as well."

Harry blinked at the man he considered to be his second Godfather, "But I'm fine, I'm not ill or anything like that."

"Cub, that's not why we want you to get one..."

"Well, why then?" Interrupted Harry, impatiently wanting an answer.

Remus gave Harry one of his 'teacher' looks, the ones that make you feel like you're a misbehaving child that's being reprimanded, it was when his cub looked properly ashamed of interrupting him that he continued, "We want you to get a check-up, Harry, because we have a feeling that you aren't exactly treated properly at the Dursleys, am I right?"

Harry looked at them with such a wide-eyed deer in the headlight expression that it broke their hearts, "W-why would you say that?"

"Pup..." Harry snapped his gaze towards Sirius but when he saw the almost devastated expression on his Godfather's face, his own softened. "I just told you that I ran away from my own family when I was 16, can you think of any specific reasons why I would do that?"

Considering the topic that they were just discussing, it didn't take long for him to put the pieces together, "You mean your family..."

Sirius nodded jerkily, "Mine was probably more physical than yours was pup."

Anger rose up in Harry at the thought of someone hurting his Godfather, "They hit you."

Sirius snorted in contempt, "My parents didn't actually hit me, it would have been too muggle for my mother, they just used curses and hexes instead."

"I want to kill your family." Was growled out, it was all he could say past the pure unadulterated fury and hate at Sirius' family that was rising in his chest.

Sirius' love of his Godson enlarged at the sight of fury that he was displaying was on his behalf, "Thank you, Harry."

Harry's anger diminished at that and he grew a little awkward at the sight of pure familial love on his Godfather's face. "Okay, so I get that Sirius would recognize the signs but Remus how would you know? Did Sirius tell you?" He turned to the werewolf, a little puzzled.

Remus chuckled, "Who do you think patched the mutt up after school started up each year?"

"Oi!"

Harry blinked, surprised, "You did..?"

A nod was his answer, "James too."

"My Dad?"

"Yeah, by the time fourth year had ended all three of us could perform various healing spells easily." Seeing the confusion on his cub's face, Remus explained further, "I learned because of Sirius whereas James and Sirius learned in order to heal my injuries after the full moon. But then with Peter...he couldn't really perform any healing spells because it was too much of a complicated magic for him."

Deciding to ignore the part about Wormtail and Sirius' growl at the name of the traitor, Harry instead asked, "Okay, so was that all you wanted to talk about?"

"That was only part of it Cub."

"Well, what else is there then?" Asked the Boy-Who-Lived, his brow furrowed, signaling his confusion.

"Well, there is Dumbledore's involvement in your life and then we'll need to go to Diagon Alley where we also need to go to Gringotts and have a look at your vaults."

Harry blinked as he took in the last part of that sentence, "Wait, vaults? I only have the one - my trust vault."

Sirius and Remus looked at their cub in puzzlement, mutually deciding to discuss the Dumbledore issue last, "What are you talking about Harry? You do know that you have more than one vault. Several, in fact." Sirius said deciding to be the one that answered his pup's clear question within the statement.

Imitating a fish with his mouth opening and closing without him saying a word, Harry stared unblinkingly at his family as he finally found something to say, "What...are you...talking about..?"

It was Sirius' turn to imitate a fish, "You really don't know."

A shaken head was his response.

"But-but, you-you really don't know anything about it?"

The somewhat similar sentence caught his attention because it reminded him of the time Hagrid had come and told him he was a wizard. Smiling slightly at the thought, Harry shrugged and said, "Sorry."

Sirius sighed as Remus answered him, "It's not your fault cub, so don't apologize." but as he was speaking it occurred to the werewolf, "Wait a minute, so who introduced you to the Wizarding world then?"

"Hagrid did."

Remus gaped at his cub, stunned, "H-Hagrid?! The Game Keeper of Hogwarts, a man that probably hasn't been to the Muggle world in decades and he was the one that was sent to introduce you to the Wizarding World?!"

Seeing that Remus was more than a little upset about this tidbit of information and clearly wanted an answer, Harry timidly nodded but still went to defend his half-giant friend, "Nothing bad happened, really, he helped me get all my stuff for school, he also got me Hedwig as my first real birthday present and he even gave Dudley a pigs tail, so..." he trailed off, seeing the expressions on Remus and Sirius' faces.

Remus chuckled, sad but amused despite himself, "Harry, nor Sirius or I am that upset about Hagrid being the one to introduce you but really, we can think of several different people that would've been a better choice to introduce you to our world instead."

"Like..?"

"McGonagall, Flitwick, Sprout, heck even Snape would have been a more realistic choice than Hagrid."

Harry's jaw dropped, "Snape! B-but he hates me!" he looked to Sirius for support here but instead of the anger he expected at the mention of his Potions teacher, his Godfather looked just resigned to what Remus was saying.

Seeing Harry look to him for support, Sirius just shrugged and grimaced as he said, "Look pup, I'll hate the git till the day I die but even I will admit that he probably would've been a better choice than Hagrid."

Disgruntled, Harry crossed his arms and scowled (although it looked more like a pout on the boy), "Fine, I don't like it but I will admit he would have been an alright choice but tell him I said that and I'll prank you so bad that I'll be the Twins new hero."

Chuckling at the adorable sight in front of them the two men promised not to tell the bat-like man as Sirius, who was a little confused over the twin reference, asked what it meant so Harry ended up explaining how he got in possession of the Marauder's Map, who the Weasley Twins were and their hero worship of the Marauders. At the end of his storytelling, Harry got a thoughtful look in his eye and said, "Although, once the Twins find out that I'm the son of Prongs, godson to Padfoot and honorary nephew to Moony they'll probably get on their knees and worship me anyway because of my relations."

Outright laughing at the imagery that Harry was giving them, Sirius decided to get back onto the original point of the conversation before they got sidetracked even more, "So, this means the Gringotts will the first stop on our List."

Seeing the new point of the conversation, Harry settled down a little as he got over his giggles at the image of the Twins bowing before him but he ended up shooting right up from his relaxing position on the couch at Sirius' sentence, "Wait, you guys have actually have a list?! What are we going to do exactly?"

As if asked, Sirius whipped a notebook out of absolutely nowhere and started to read from it, "First is Gringotts - we'll have a look at your vaults and then at your parent's Will, second we'll be visiting St. Mungo's for your check up. After that is done, thirdly so far will be a visit to the muggle world to get you proper clothes...that actually fit, both casual and formal and, of course, anything else that will strike our fancy there."

"What about my current clothes?" Harry interrupted.

"They'll be burnt." Was the blunt reply from Sirius before he continued his summary of the 'List', "Then back in the magical world, we'll be visiting Ollivanders - you'll need a back up wand and you'll also need to get outfitted with a wand holster for each. After that, we'll get you outfitted in both casual and formal robe from the various clothing stores in the Alley and finally we will be also browsing around for various other things that will catch our fancy."

Harry stared at his Godfather in bemusement, disbelief, horror and finally resignation as he was read 'The List', it finally starting to sink into the boy that he had no say whatsoever in the matter. All he was able to say was, "Do I really have to?"

"Yes."

A groan was his answer.

"Okay, one last bit to discuss Harry."

The soon to be 14-year old boy looked at Remus, getting concerned quickly at the look of pain on his second Godfather's face, Harry's voice was wary as he asked, "Which is..?"

"Dumbledore."

TO BE CONTINUED...

A/N: Yes, yes I know, I'm evil. but *author shrugs* you'll have to deal with it won't you. The author then see's the incoming mob and starts to run away.

"I'M SORRY! DON"T KILL ME!"

Harry then pops out of nowhere: 'So...This is chapter 2 of Unum: Unite. I hope the readers enjoyed the chapter and what the author has done so far.' He whips out a message that author had left before running for her life - 'So please, favorite, follow and/or review my story if you really like it. Hugs and kisses, '95 out.'

Harry waves to the readers: 'BYE, we'll see you next Friday.'

"HELP ME!"

He looks to the running author and sweat-drops: 'If she survives that is...'

P.S. I've just reviewed the chapter and hopefully any mistakes that my readers pointed out to me were fixed,

Ta.