Okay. So, yes...it took a while. And i'm sorry if they seem a little out of character. I tried. I did. And I have a none-too clear view of where it's going if gothic godess allows me to contuie writing this, but, it'll get there. It will. And suggestions are ALWAYS welcome with me.

Chapter 3

Sirius flew Harry to Hogwarts. He raced Harry up to the infirmary. A nurse took him and placed him on the bed. Doctors and nurses were racing around him. At one point they had to place Sirius out of the room.

He knew that he wasn't going to be home. And he knew that Remus wasn't going to know where he went. And that he'd need to know about Harry.

He walked in to Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore was had been in utter shock to say the least. But he'd been even more reassuring. But Sirius knew that Harry was really hurt. And it would take a while for him to even get half his spirit back. But Sirius swore that he would help Harry get it back.

Remus was sleeping. Something made a 'pop' noise, and he was startled into waking. He sat up, rubbed his eye, and walked out of the room.

"Remus! Get up!"

Remus was shocked to hear Sirius' voice. He walked into the room next door, and saw Sirius' head in the fire place.

"Sirius?"

"Remus, I'm at Hogwarts. Harry-"

"What? What happened now?"

"Harry's hurt. And……..He………..I mean….the Dursley's……………they-"

"I'm on my way. You can explain to me on when I get there. Is Harry all right?"

"He was shot Remus! No he's not alright!"

Remus got up, without saying goodbye, walked out the door, and was already on his way to Hogwarts.

When Remus arrived at Hogwarts, he sped to the infirmary. He expected Sirius to be out cold. But no, he was up. He seemed like he was day-dreaming. He looked like liked he wanted to murder someone.

"Sirius? Are you okay? Is Harry okay?"

"Remus! I- yeah. I'm fine. Harry is………." He let his last thought hang in the air. "I don' know. They just said to wait until they were done."

"Oh." Remus sat down next to Sirius. Remus was expecting anything but the…….'thing' he saw in front of him. Sirius was silent but………….he didn't seem worried, scared, or anything. Just…..empty kind of. It unnerved Remus.

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A little while later, they were done working on Harry. The doctors had warned them that they Harry was going to be very pale, and would not be awake.

Sirius walked in and sat next down to the bed. Harry was way too pale for his own good. Sirius reached out and took his godson's hand.

"Sirius?" But Sirius looked into Harry's face, just ignoring Remus.

"How could they do this to you? I swore to protect you. And I failed."

"Sirius, it wasn't your fault." Again, Sirius ignored him.

"I'll make sure they don't hurt you anymore. I promise you. No one will lay a hand on you again." And the first tear slid down his cheek. Remus laid a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"It'll be alright. He'll be fine. He's strong. He'll make it."

"Yeah…….Yeah." Then he nodded his head slightly. He just couldn't help but wonder if Remus was comforting him, himself, or just giving him a false hope. But he pushed the thought to the back of his mind. Harry id need him when he woke up. Because he would never go back to the Dursley's. Sirius would make sure of that.

So. There you go. R&R? Whatchaya think?