Sirius gave harry some of his brothers old clothing, to tide him over till they could visit madam malkins. After that harry begun to feel sluggish. He didn't understand why until Sirius mentioned that it was almost sunrise. Harry was given Sirius' brother's room to sleep, as it had no windows. Harry lay down on the bed and his body died for the day. If Sirius had stuck around he would have noticed that harry looked truly dead. His skin paled out and his body became cold and hard an granite.
Though his body died for the day his mind didn't. he found himself once again inside the warehouse. He was screaming for mercy as the three vampires raped his barely teen body over and over before they began to drain him of his lifeblood. The dream changed to him being beaten by his uncle and thrown into the cupboard under the stairs. It changed again to him teleporting on top of the roof of the school. He had been up there for most of the day when a man, Harry recognized as Dumbledore appeared beside him and shouted obliviate. Pointing his wand at Harry's forehead. It changed again to him being very young and hearing Vernon Dursley speaking to Petunia.
"He wants us to beat the little freak? We can do that."
Petunia was nodding looking down at the toddler in her arms. "We'll put an end to all this freakishness. One way or another."
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Harry arose at seven thirty-two. Directly as the sun crested the horizon. He got up and begun to look around the room. He didn't know what to think about any of his thoughts. He could remember very clearly everything he had seen in his dream. But everything was so vivid. It seemed so real. He looked down at his body. He could see many scars from his life, and it angered him. He didn't deserve to be treated in such a manner. He exited Regulus' room and made his way to the kitchen. He didn't feel like food, truthfully the very idea was sickening. He was surprised to find Sirius sitting at the table when he sat down.
He quickly deadpanned at the teen vampire. "Harry, why are you naked?"
"I don't like the way the clothes feel against my skin. So I will go naked until I find some that feel good." Harry said as a way of explaining.
Sirius sighed. Oh well at least he's not bad to look at. he thought, before paling.
Harry watched the older man as he gazed at harry while a parade of emotions ran across his face, before ending on what appeared to harry as constipation. Harry looked at him before asking.
"Are you angry at me for being too weak to stop them?" he asked in confusion.
"No. I am not angry at you. It wasn't your fault that what happened to you happened to you." Sirius said with a sad look on his face.
"You mentioned martial arts and weapons training. Where will that be at?" harry asked looking for any sign of deception.
"I had a friend who was a black belt in kempo." Sirius said with a grin. "He used to go on about it all the time. I just need to get in touch with him. He might train you. If not maybe he knows someone who does."
Harry looked at him before saying. "I would offer you Hedwig to write a letter but I don't know where she is at the moment."
"It's ok I will get one of the owls at the post office to send the letter." Sirius said dismissively.
"I want to learn to shoot." Harry said thinking back on the gun that was currently lying on Regulus' nightstand. Sirius looked at harry for a moment. He seemed to be appraising the naked boy.
"Maybe we could find someone to give you military training along with different martial arts training." He said thoughtfully.
"Hermione is a muggleborn maybe her parents know someone in the army." Harry suggested softly.
"That could work. When your owl comes back send her a letter asking if they know anyone." Sirius said with a smile.
Harry nodded. "Where are we going to get clothes?" he asked as an afterthought.
"Well I thought muggle London." Sirius said with a bemused look.
"I will go put something on then." Harry said before exiting the room. Sirius gazed after the little vampire before shaking his head and grabbing an apple and taking a bite. He sighed. This was not going to be easy.
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Harry and Sirius were walking side by side down the streets of muggle London. Sirius was telling Harry about the times he had spent his Harry's mother and father. Harry was soaking it up like a sponge as he was starved for information about his parents. They walked aimlessly through the bowels of London until harry stopped at looked inside a store called Queen of Darkness dark clothing designs.
Harry walked in and looked at the place. There were quite a few paled skinned people in here. They were all dressed in what he considered very nice clothing. It was mostly blacks and a few reds and lots of skulls. Harry thought he had gone to vampire heaven. He walked towards the counter with a serene expression. He looked at the person behind the counter. The man looked up at harry and smiled genuinely.
"What's up little man?"
Harry looked at the man before flashing fangs in a smile, which caused the man to grin revealing his own pair. "I have just come into my godfather's custody. He has offered me a new wardrobe because my uncle and aunt wouldn't let me have anything but their precious baby whales hand me downs. So I need help. Can you help me pick out good stuff?"
The man looked up at Sirius questioningly. The escaped convict looked as though he could use some rest and relaxation. "Is there a preference to what he wears?"
"I'm just here to pay for it I don't particularly believe that it's my job to regulate his wardrobe." Sirius said with a smirk.
The man nodded before standing up revealing that he was wearing a full length black skirt and a pair of combat boots to go with the grim reaper t-shirt and the black wool military jacket. "well right this way little man we'll get you kitted out with the very best.
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it was three hours later when they finally left the store. Harry was wearing a pair of skinny black pants. A sleeveless button up black shirt and a floor length black coat that had two rows of buttons going down the front. He also had seven bags full of folded up clothes. After they were out of sight Sirius shrunk the stuff and put it all in his pocket. They made their way back to grimauld place. Hedwig was sitting on the railing of the porch with a letter for harry. Harry smiled. It was good to see that familiar hand writing that belonged to Hermione.
It was all about how she was in France and wondering how she would send him his birthday present. The present was a broomstick servicing kit. Harry had to smile at how she was going on about having to redo her summer homework to accommodate stuff she was seeing in France. Harry took the letter and Hedwig to his room. Once he got there he began to explain that he had run away from the Dursley's and he had met a friend of his parents who he was now staying with he also asked whether or not Hermione's parents knew anyone who had been in the military. Once he had finished the letter he gave it to Hedwig before planting a soft kiss on the owls head and taking her to the window. He let her out and walked back down stairs to find Sirius.
