What If?
By: JessePottler7
Chapter 6: Harry's Gone
Sirius's POV
There was only one person awake at the moment.
Sirius Black was currently attempting to go to sleep, but thoughts kept running through his head, but they weren't nice thoughts...
Unless you count thoughts like "I wonder what Harry isn't telling me about how the Dursleys treated him", or, "how safe is Harry really going to be with me?", but the thought that earned the most worry was; "is Harry only using me to get away from the Dursleys?"
Sirius kept telling himself that that thought was nonsense, and he had nothing to worry about, but a logical, yet annoying side of his brain, that sounded rather like Snape in a way, was finding reasons to think that Harry was in fact using him.
'Just think Sirius. Remember how when you asked Harry if he would want to live with you in his third year, he accepted right away, without even getting to know you first.'
Well, Sirius thought, that is true, but I feel like Harry and I have gotten closer, especially this year. Besides, why would he have been so distressed when he'd thought I'd died?
That comment definitely shut the Snape part of his head up.
Sirius took a deep breath and looked at the time. He looked at a magically ran clock on his bedside table, and his eyes widened; he'd been awake for about two hours fighting with his brain, because he had gotten in bed at 12:30, and it was now 2:58.
Sirius sighed and closed his eyes, knowing that this time he'll actually go to sleep.
But this time he was comforted by the fact that his godson, did in fact enjoy his company, and lived with him because he truly wanted to...
That night Sirius slept peacefully.
Harry's POV
When Harry woke up the next day to the sound of birds chirping cheerily outside his window, almost beckoning for him to join him outside. Harry blinked, unaware to his surroundings. When Harry sat up in bed, and leaned over the his nightstand, and picked up his glasses, and gently put them on, last night's memories came running back to him. He groaned. He didn't know what came over him, especially bawling into Sirius's arms. That wasn't the thing that mortified him most though; it was him having a panic attack.
Sure, him bawling into Sirius's arms was probably considered 'not a big deal', probably the excuse being either hormones, or finally having the privilege to say, "Hey, wanna come to house this summer?" made it no doubt overwhelming. But Harry didn't know why he broke down in front of Sirius, especially when he'd hidden the abuse he'd suffered at the Dursleys.
Harry got out of bed, and then made his way to his door, the smell of bacon wafting towards him, but now, he was truly taking in his surroundings.
His bedcovers were a velvety green, but yet light, in a four poster bed. There was a Gryffindor banner strung up on his wall, with an almost baby blue colour of wallpapering. There was a medium sized pine wood desk in the corner, with a stack of parchment in the middle of the desk, and an ink and quill. There was also a bit of Puddlemore United posters on his walls.
Harry smiled. It would be nice having a guardian who actually cares for your wellbeing, let alone taking in your interests and decorating your room with said interests.
Harry walked out the door, and then made his way downstairs. The aroma of bacon growing stronger as he walked down each stair.
Harry walked into the kitchen that was joined with a dining room. He saw Sirius standing in front of the stove, looking rather confused. Harry grinned, standing silently in the doorway.
"...Ack! stupid muggle products! Don't know what Lily was thinking when she said they were easy to use..." Sirius was saying, as he scratched his head.
Harry silently chuckled as he watched his godfather struggle with the stove. "Need any help Sirius?"
Sirius jumped, and spun around. He had a look of surprise on his face. Harry burst out laughing. The expression on Sirius' face was priceless.
Harry silenced his fit of laughter when he was met with Sirius's mocking glare. Harry still had a playful smirk on his face. Sirius rolled his eyes.
"Haven't you ever heard that it's best not to upset the ones making your food?" Sirius asked in a playful tone. Harry chuckled.
"Touché."
Harry plopped himself into the closest chair to him, and looked at Sirius's backside as he returned to attempting to make breakfast.
After ten minutes of unsuccessfulness, Harry stood up and walked over to Sirius.
"Sirius, I'm hungry. Do you need help?" Harry asked with a faint grin.
Sirius sighed. "I guess. But show me what I have to do so I can do it tomorrow."
Harry smirked, taking over the cooking.
As he made the pancakes, he felt his scar prickle. He didn't think much of it, since it normally kinda just happened now. He shrugged and continued making the pancakes.
At long last, the pancakes were made, bacon and eggs on the plates, with milk.
While Harry was contently eating his breakfast, he heard an intake of breath, and looked across the table to Sirius. Sirius's expression was very grim as he read the Daily Prophet. Sirius looked up to Harry and wordlessly gave him the newspaper.
Harry looked at the front cover. He was shocked to see what he saw...
MASS BREAKOUT FROM AZKABAN!
Harry felt his eyes widen. He looked up from the newspaper to Sirius, feeling as solemn as Sirius looked.
"Go on, read the paper; there's a whole bunch of breakouts," Sirius said, gesturing towards the newspaper. Harry nodded and gave Sirius a nervous smile. Sirius smiled in what he must've hoped was in a reassuring way, but it came out looking more like a grimace.
Harry looked back down to the paper and read the article;
Last night, there was a mass breakout from Azkaban Prison, that Ministry employees are saying "it must have been some left over Death Eaters from the first war", but they seemed unsure. This left many people wondering whether or not if Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore have been telling the truth. Of course, Ministry workers debunked this theory, but a recently found article of "The Quibbler" was found having statements from Harry Potter himself. Statements such as "You-Know-Who is really out there, and he won't stop and consider whether or not to kill you if you're in his way".
The Azkaban escapees were found out to be Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix Lestrange, Walden McNair, Antonio Dolohov, Dolores Umbridge, and Peter Pettigrew. If anyone has seen/has any information on any of these listed wizards or witches, please contact the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic.
When Harry finished reading, he had a look of disgust on his face.
"I can't believe that they still think it's not Voldemort doing all of this!" Harry said, rather mad.
Sirius clucked his tongue. "It's only a matter of time. I'd be happy if anything were to happen just so that the Ministry believes he's back."
Harry sighed. "I guess you're right," Harry said, as he ate the last of his eggs. "Hey Sirius?"
Sirius looked over to him. "Hmm? Yes pup?"
Harry smiled slightly at his nickname. "I was wondering if I could go outside and look around the forest area?" Harry asked.
Sirius smiled. "That'd be fine with me. Just don't wonder too far, okay Prongslet?"
Harry smiled and nodded. He put his dirty dish in the sink and washed them, and then left the room only to go to his to get his hoodie.
When he'd gotten the hoodie on, he went downstairs and shouted his goodbyes to Sirius.
"Okay, I'm heading out. Bye Sirius!" Harry yelled as he opened the front door, taking a step outside.
He heard a shouted response.
"Bye Harry! Be safe! Love you pup!"
Harry froze. He'd never been told the phrase 'I love you' before. He'd always dismissed it as a child, because he didn't necessarily want the Dursleys to say that. But he would've admitted that it would've been nice to hear it, even if it weren't true. Now that he had heard it, however, it felt... nice. Good. Great. It felt like everything good in the world.
Harry smiled, and quickly hollered back, "I love you too, Sirius!" and shut the door, still smiling.
On the other side of that door, there was a smiling Sirius, happy that he and James's son could finally have the peaceful life they both deserved, even if there was a war going on.
Harry found that the area around him, was extremely peaceful.
He sat down on a nearby fallen log, and watched a chipmunk and a squirrel fight for an acorn.
He smirked when he saw that the squirrel had won the battle, and watched it scurry up a tree. However, when he looked over to the chipmunk, it seemed to have a look of defeat to it. Harry smiled gently, and scooped up an acorn that was next to the fallen log he was on.
He held out his hand, and laid the acorn flat down on his palm. He lowered his hand to the chipmunks level, and when the acorn entered the chipmunks field of vision, it quickly bounced over to him, and snatched the acorn. It shoved the acorn in its chubby mouth, and ran off.
Harry rolled his eyes, and sat there, his mind elsewhere.
It was really shocking that he was a seer, though. Well, technically not one, as what the seer sees normally comes from God. And they don't normally get visions about it. But, perhaps, Harry thought, he was just a scarce case of a seer.
He watched a doe run over to the pond near him. He saw that the doe joined up with a deer. The two ran off together, and Harry watched after them, smiling. It was very beautiful out there though.
There was a golden glow from the sunlight hitting the trees. It was also wet, caused by the morning dew. It was actually rather cold here, a reason to why the house they were living in, was called the Snow Manor.
Harry could see the mist his breath caused. He smiled. This was one of Harry's favourite times of winter, but yet, it was summer... Harry shuddered. He couldn't begin to imagine how cold it would be when it was winter.
He grinned, trying to picture the image. But, thanks to his newfound abilities he didn't quite have to do that... Harry realized that just a bit too late...
He suddenly got the same feeling of nausea he'd gotten back in the hospital wing, and he fell backwards yet again, and he heard a distant call that made him want to call back his presence. But he couldn't... because he was having another vision... the only thing he heard was the crying outs of his name;
"Harry!"
"Harry?"
"HARRY!"
But he couldn't answer.
Harry opened his eyes and did a double take. It was evident that he was outside, the snow was falling and he could feel the crisp snow underneath his feet, but he couldn't see anyone around this time. He looked around, but suddenly heard the crunch of snow, hinting someone was walking towards him in the snow.
"S-Sirius!"
The voice sounded like his own.
"What pup?! I'm just bringing you outside cause you haven't been outside in forever! Besides, it's beautiful!"
Harry recognized this voice as Sirius's.
"Well you didn't have to scoop me off the couch like that!"
"Whatever. I had to get you off the couch some way!"
"Yeah, but not by almost throwing me across the room!"
"Oh come on, you're exaggerating! It was totally just almost throwing you halfway across the room."
There was chuckling, and finally, Sirius and himself were revealed. Nothing had changed for Sirius except he looked a bit healthier, but he couldn't say the same for himself. His own face was gaunt, and he had large bag under his eyes. He also had new scars on his face, that he was already dreading what Malfoy would say about it.
His future self also seemed to be skinnier than normal, which was actually to say skinnier than ever. Sure, he was already underweight, but now this was just silly. He looked like a twig! No wonder Sirius was carrying him like that.
"Merlin it's cold!" The future Harry cried out.
"Well, this is the outside world Harry, and I'm ever so glad that you've joined us."
"Ha ha, very funny, but seriously it's cold."
Sirius rolled his eyes playfully. "Okay, how about we go back inside Mr. I Can Take Voldemort But I Can't Take Winter."
And so Harry watched himself get carried back towards the house by Sirius, and felt himself being dragged away from unconsciousness.
Harry groaned, opening his eyes. He saw Sirius's face hovering inches above his own. Sirius gasped when Harry opened his eyes, and sat back on his feet, breathing a sigh of relief.
Harry watched Sirius get up, as he propped himself up on his elbows. Sirius offered a hand to help him up. Harry gladly accepted the hand, and was tugged upwards towards Sirius. He grinned crookedly as Sirius sighed, running his hand through his shoulder length hair.
"We really need to get those visions under control..." Sirius said scratching the back of his head and looking at Harry, weariness evident in his gaze.
Harry snorted bitterly. "Good luck with that. Just as long as Snape isn't the one teaching me."
Sirius looked disgusted. "And put my favourite godson through that? Never!"
Harry arched an eyebrow. "Sirius I'm your only godson. Unless there's something you aren't telling me...?"
Sirius chuckled. "Yup, people are lining up to be my godson right as we speak. It's just I only chose you 'cause you're the funnest."
"Funnest isn't a word." Harry corrected.
"Well I had to make up a new word for how fun you are!" Sirius said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Harry rolled his eyes. "That makes perfect sense Padfoot... now how about we get inside because if we stay out here any longer, you won't have your favourite godson because he'll die of hypothermia."
Sirius nodded. "Probably a good idea. Oh, and here's your glasses; I took them off of you in case you accidentally broke them while you were passed out."
"Thanks," Harry said, placing his glasses back on his nose. "Now c'mon, let's go!"
And so he and Sirius made their way back to the Snow Manor, Sirius making Harry mad the whole way by mercilessly ruffling his hair.
Yeah. Life was good at the Snow Manor.
No one's POV (THIRD PERSON)
The next few days went pass uneventful, but Wednesday, no one really knew how eventful it actually was going to be.
This time, a Wednesday night, everyone in the Snow Manor was asleep, peacefully dreaming in their beds, unawares to the danger lurking outside of the house.
At the moment Dolores Umbridge was creeping in the front area of the small manor.
"Expulso..." Umbridge silently said into the night and the wards surrounding the house cracked. She aimed the spell at the house again, and the wards flickered to a stop. Umbridge chuckled to herself in pride. She quietly went through the house, looking for her goal of coming there.
She crept pass an oak door, with snores coming from the other side. She silently opened the door, thanking Merlin that the door hadn't creaked. But she inwardly cursed. Instead of finding her main focus of coming here, she found its godfather, sleeping quietly, unknowing to what he find in the morning.
She silently backed out pf the room, focused on her goal once more.
She soon went up to the second story and checked all the rooms.
They were empty, but she had one more to check. She hoped this one would be the right one, because her master could only wait for so long.
So she opened the door to the room, and smiled evilly; there, laid undisturbed on a four poster bed, was her mission: Harry Potter.
She walked over to her master's arch enemy, and covered his mouth. His eyes shot open, and his eyes widened seeing who it was. Dolores smiled maliciously.
"Come silently Potter unless you want Black dead," she hissed, still grinning like the psychotic monster she was. That hushed Potter up, but he still had a desperate expression.
Dolores looked around the room, and she looked back to Harry, who was currently fighting against her grip. Dolores snapped, and got out her wand and stupefied the boy. His body laid limp, and she nodded, satisfied.
And then Dolores apparated away, and they disappeared from the house...
Sirius's POV
When Sirius woke up, he immediately felt like something was off. He dismissed it though, and got dressed.
Once he was dressed, he decided to check on Harry before he made breakfast. Sure, he was probably a bit overprotective, but that's just what he gets for almost dying so easily.
So Sirius walked out of the room, and climbed up the stairs. He knocked on door facing the stairs. No one answered.
Sirius wasn't too worried, as he knew, Harry was probably still sleeping. So he carefully opened the door, and his brow furrowed.
Nobody was in the bed. Sirius sighed. He knew not being in the bed was fine, he was probably using the bathroom.
So Sirius went down stairs, deciding he'd make breakfast.
Twenty minutes into him making breakfast, Harry still hadn't come down. Sirius was starting to get a little worried. Now that he thought of it, the house seemed quiet... too quiet...
"Harry?" Sirius called out.
"Harry!"
There was no response.
Sirius turned off the stove, and rushed away from it, still calling Harry's name.
Sirius was in panic, and he started checking every room in the house.
After two hours of searching the house's every nook and cranny, Sirius had given up.
He'd called Harry's name until his throat was hoarse, and he'd checked every room in the house twice. Sirius ran over to the fireplace in the living room, and scooped up some floo powder from out of the vase on the fireplace mantle, and threw it into the fireplace. He yelled his location, and the fireplace swirled around him, until he was gone.
"Dumbledore!" Sirius yelled as he fell out of Dumbledore's fireplace. He got to his feet, and ran up to Dumbledore's desk, stumbling over his own feet. "Dumbledore!"
Dumbledore looked curiously up to him, frowning when he saw how hysterical Sirius was. "What ever is the matter Sirius?"
"Harry's gone!"
CLIFFHANGER!
Ohmigod I'm so super sorry I haven't updated for... 43 DAYS?! OHMIGOD I'm so so soooo sorry. The thing is... every time I tried write this chapter, I got distracted, and I was like, "ooh look at the pretty butterfly" but here it is! Here's a new chapter of this damn fic! And I'm deleting last chapter I put up, because I got a really great comment from:
lilgenious, who gave me some great advice.
But you can blame part of my distractions on Rick and Morty, and a musical called Be More Chill. It's a really good musical, and it's super funny. If it were a category on fanfiction I could write about, I'd DEFINITELY write one. But since there's not, I can't. :(
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