Hello everyone! Sorry this took so long to post! But I've taken a bit of a time off of fanfiction for lent, and now I'm back! (To writing it at least). Also, I read over this chapter a couple times, I hope ya'll like it! Also, I am in no way the wonderful J.K. Rowling, this idea is all me. Enjoy!

Godric leaned against the wall of the entrance of Diagon Alley with his arms folded against his chest. He knew what Sirius Black looked like, he just didn't know when the blasted man would get here. His mind was still mulling through what he had said to Salazar. He trusted his friend more than anyone, he knew he did. He just didn't want to lose his best friend again.

Scanning the crowed with a sigh, he narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard shouting a couple feet away from him. Following the nosey crowd, he pushed his was to the front and found the man he was looking for. Unfortunately for him, the man he was looking for was pointing his wand at another man. Sighing quietly, he quietly stepped next to Sirius and grabbed a hold of his arm. Feeling the man tense a bit, he kept his eyes on the other man, who looked a bit shifty to him.

"Sirius, I know you don't know me. But you have to trust me. I know where your god-daughter is". At that Sirius whipped his head around to look at Godric.

"Who are you exactly?" Sirius whispered.

"That will all be explained soon. Now, do keep your eyes on your opponent, he looks a bit shifty to me". Godric muttered.

Sirius nodded, "He's a rat. He turned in my best friends to Voldemort". He explained darkly.

Godric glared at the man in front of them, "Enough of this" He muttered. With a quick wave of his wand, Godric had frozen the man and had summoned his wand. Waving his wand again, the frozen man moved toward him slowly. Most people watching didn't notice anything odd, in fact, it looked like the man was walking. Seeing that there was nothing more interesting happening, the crowd all disappeared.

Meanwhile, Sirius just looked at the man next to him, "Why didn't you let me kill him?". He whispered fiercely.

"Because you idiot, Delila needs you more than Azkaban does. Come on, let us go get some food. I have a story for you. One that you need to hear". Godric said as he dragged Sirius by the arm into the restaurant. Ever so slowly, the man who was frozen followed Godric. Still floating, but not noticeable at all.

Fifteen minutes later, Sirius was looking at Godric with a look of pure awe and respect on his face, "So, Salazar isn't an evil wizard? You guys are best friends? You're also married to Rowena? Salazar Slytherin and Helga Hufflepuff are married? You are one of the founders?"

Godric laughed, "I'm glad I didn't have to repeat myself, and yes to all those questions. Now, fate came to the four of us asking us to intercept Dumbledore. That old fool was going to put little Delila with her horrible muggle relatives. Of course we had to step in. Now we are going to raise her. With your help of course".

Sirius studied him closely, "Why do you need me? You guys already have her. She won't need me for anything". He said dejectedly as he shifted his eyes down.

Rolling his eyes, Godric sighed, "She needs you Sirius. You are one of the only links left to her parents after all. What makes you think she won't need you?".

Sirius looked at him silently, "Alright, what are you going to do with the rat over there?", he nodded over to the frozen statue of the man what was near the wall closest to them.

Godric smirked, "I'm glad that you asked. I'm going to bring him to the Island and throw him into the underground cellar. He should be safe there for a while. Until he decides to turn himself in of course. Which could be never, but better safe than sorry"

Sirius nodded, "Alright, sounds like a good idea. Be warned that he can actually turn into a rat though, so be sure to put a ward around wherever he is".

"Noted. So, are you ready to head to the island? I know I am". Godric sipped his tea and looked at Sirius anxiously.

Sirius nodded, "I'm ready. Ready to see my goddaughter at any rate'.

Godric nodded, "I bet".

The two men stood up swiftly walked out of the restaurant, the frozen Peter Pettigrew following them. Then, just by pure coincidence, Sirius happened to spot the title of the Daily Prophet that someone was reading. Gasping slightly, he put his hand on Godric's shoulder and pointed to the newspaper.

Godric stopped and looked at where Sirius was pointing to. Reading the title; SAVIOR DELILA POTTER KIDNAPPED. IS THE WIZARDING WORLD SAFE WITHOUT OUR SAVIOR? Growling, Godric stomped over to the person reading the paper and ripped it out of their hands. Reading it quickly, he growled more, and had fire in his eyes when he finished. Slamming down the paper, he grabbed Sirius's arm, and just barely touched Pettigrew before apparating away.

***At the ministry of Magic***

When the two, technically three, men appeared again, Sirius looked at Godric, "What are we doing here? I thought that we were going to go back to the island".

Godric nodded slightly, "We are, I just need to see the minister really fast and ask him why in the world he permitted that story to be written. It was Dumbledore's work, I have no doubt. But I need to be sure". He knocked on the door that they appeared in front of earlier and turned to face Sirius fully, "Don't trust the Headmaster. He thinks he's God. As far as I know, there's only one of those, and Dumbledore is not him. Not even close. His view of good and evil in this world is severely tainted I'm afraid".

Sirius nodded silently, "What do you want me to do about this rat here?".

Godric studied the man in question closely, "I have a plan. Don't worry".

Sirius smiled a little, "Alright. I trust you. It's going to take some getting used to about Dumbledore though".

Godric nodded, "I imagine. I'm sorry that I sprung that on you by the way. But you need to know now instead of later".

Suddenly, the door swung open to reveal the minister looking very confused at them, "Can I help you gentlemen?".

Without a word, Godric walked past him into his office, and signaled for Sirius to do the same. Which Sirius did while pulling the still frozen Pettigrew behind him. When all three were settled in the office, the minister shut his door and sat behind his desk glancing at the three men nervously. "Now, who are you, and what do you want with me?".

Godric smirked as he sensed the nervousness and small fear inside the minister. "I am here today minister Fudge, to set a few things straight. You can listen while I talk without interrupting, can't you?".

Minister Fudge nodded, a little put out at being talked to like a child. But he didn't dare say a word.

Godric smiled, "Good. Now, my friend here is Sirius Black. You have heard of him, right?"

Again, Fudge nodded, he knew all about the Black family. He also knew that Black had been the one to betray the Potters to Voldemort, curtesy of Dumbledore of course.

"Now, the other man is Peter Pettigrew. He is frozen for a reason minister. You understand". Godric examined the minister's expression. He saw confusion, and fear. But nothing else, so he decided to continue.

"What you don't know however, is who I am, or why we are here. Allow me explain. My name is Godric Gryffindor. Technically, I'm not allowed to tell you, but that rule went out the window already. Now, yesterday night we stopped by where Delila Potter was going to live, and guess what. Me and my friends thought that her living arrangements were going to be very unsuitable for her. Living with her abusive muggle relatives wouldn't be good for her, as I'm sure you understand''

Fudge nodded again, wondering where this talk was going. Also wondering who he would tell first about one of the founders being miraculously alive.

"So me and my friends did the only thing that we thought was right, we persuaded Dumbledore to give little Delila Potter to us. We have a very quant home, and would be very good guardians to her. We have approval from Minerva to raise her you know. Also, Sirius Black is going to help raise her as well. Having a familiar face around is important to a child her age". Inwardly, Godric was smirking. The minister didn't need to know that him and the other founder had practically scared Dumbledore off and taken Delila from him.

Now for the grand finale. Looking at Sirius, Godric spoke again, "Sirius, if you would be so kind as to push up both of you sleeves. Just to show the dear minister that you aren't in fact a death eater like the dear minister thinks you are".

Sirius smiled, and pushed both his sleeves up with pride. "My pleasure Godric. I'm guessing you want me to do the same for the rat here?"

Godric nodded, "Of course. If you are willing to touch him of course".

Sirius nodded and walked over to his old friend and pushed up both of his sleeves as well. Chuckling at the noise the minister was making, he sat back down in his seat and glanced over to Godric who seemed to be trying to contain his own laughter as well.

"W-well. This is certainly a sur-surprise" the minister stuttered as stared at Pettigrew's dark mark.

"Is it minister?" Godric asked cocking his head at the man. "Because I was under the impression that you thought that Sirius here was a death eater. Quite a stupid assumption if you ask me".

Cornelius Fudge shook his head, he had been wrong. So wrong. Black wasn't in with the death eaters at all. That man, Pettigrew was. He looked at the found and Black with awe and fear, "Well, shall I call the aurors? They will know what to him".

Sirius shook his head, "that won't help minister. Peter Pettigrew is an animagus. He can turn into a rat on a whim. Fully capable of slipping through the bars of Azkaban the first day if he wanted to".

Godric stood up and walked next to the frozen man, "Where I live, we have special place to put this man. Ensuring that he will never be able to get out, or join the dark lord again".

Fudge looked at him in surprise, "You sound really sure about that".

Godric smirked, "I'm absolutely sure about that minister". Patting the frozen Pettigrew on the back with a look of distaste, he glared at Fudge, "A word of warning minister. Don't trust Albus Dumbledore with a ten-foot pole. He's a manipulative man who will do anything necessary to achieve his goal. You will do well to remember that in the future".

Fudge nodded silently, he may not understand everything, but he did know when to let sleeping dogs lie, and when to trust someone as powerful as Godric Gryffindor. Though, he was still itching to tell someone that the founders have returned.

Sirius stood up and walked over to Godric, "I'd say we're done here. Right?".

Godric nodded, "Right-O. Just one last thing". Walking up to Fudge, he looked him dead in the eyes, "Don't even think about telling anyone about me, or my friends. Got it? I would have for something tragic to happen to you. By the way, the Gryffindor vault is open now. You can help yourself to whatever you need. But, if you go blabbing to someone, my vault will be sealed from you, and I will make sure that you lose all the standing you have over this country". Standing up straight again, he glanced at the frightened face of the minister and nodded Slightly.

Fudge watched as the man strode back to his two companions, and then apparated out of his office. Going over the conversation in his head, he wondered why exactly Dumbledore had lied. Also, he wondered about all Godric had in his bank vault. Deciding that the bank vault was most important, he hurriedly left his office, only stopping to tell his assistant to contact Edmund, who worked as a writer for the daily prophet, and let him know that Delila Potter was safely in the hands of her guardians. That should appease the people who were worried about their savior.

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