AN: Here it is!!! The long awaited chapter five!!! I hope it's good enough
for you all. Chapter six is with it too so that should bee enough for
now!!! Enjoy!!!g
.~:Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix:~. .~:By - Moonlight Snitch:~.
.~:Chapter Five - On The Move:~.
Remus Lupin walked down Molotov Drive, nervously glancing at all the house numbers. He was looking for number 32. Hermione Granger's home. He had reason to believe that her and Ron would be targets for Voldemort. He had a feeling that Voldemort would go after then not only because Hermione was Muggleborn and Ron's family Muggle lovers, but also because of the close bond of friendship that they shared with Harry.
He was doing this without Dumbledore's consent, but he had informed Dumbledore about what he was going to do before leaving. Dumbledore would most likely agree with him, but he didn't have time to wait for a reply. Voldemort could attack them at any time.
He finally reached number 32 and walked carefully up the driveway to the door, his old tattered robes blowing softly in the wind. He was still going over in his head exactly what he would say to them. He reached the door and nervously pushed some of his blond hair out of his face before he knocked.
He heard footsteps coming towards the door, before it slowly creaked open a bit. A woman that looked exactly like Hermione, but a good deal older, answered the door. "Yes?" She asked.
Remus smiled. "Hello. My name is Remus Lupin. I taught Hermione at Hogwarts a year ago. I was wondering if I could talk to you all. It's very important that I do."
Mrs. Granger looked at him cautiously. 'Smart Woman. I see now where Hermione gets it,' Remus thought to himself.
Finally Mrs. Granger nodded and opened the door wider to let him in. "Alright. Hermione will be down in a moment." She led him to the kitchen before heading off to get Hermione.
Remus stood for a moment still trying to figure out exactly how he was going to tell them. Mr. Granger put down the paper he had been reading and offered Remus a seat. Remus took it gratefully, having been moving around a lot since Sirius left to get Harry.
"Professor Lupin? What are you doing here?" Remus turned around in his seat to find that Hermione and Mrs. Granger had returned.
Remus sighed. "I think you better sit down Hermione." He said in a tone that told her that this couldn't be good news.
Hermione sat down in the chair beside his and Mrs. Granger went to stand by her husband. Remus sighed and gathered his thoughts. "This may come as a bit of a shock to you," He began. "But I have reason to believe that Hermione is in danger." He saw the affect his words had one them. Hermione, though, did not seem surprised.
"But how?" Mrs. Granger asked.
Remus sighed. "A evil wizard named Voldemort, who was supposedly killed fourteen years ago, has come back, and I have reason to believe he will come after her."
"But why? What does Hermione have to do with anything?" Mr. Granger asked, feeling quite shocked that someone would want to harm his daughter.
"It's Harry, isn't it? Voldemort's coming after me because I'm friends with Harry, isn't he?" Hermione said, finally looked up at her old professor.
Remus nodded his head. "Nothing ever gets past you does it Hermione. But yes. I think Voldemort will come after both you and Ron to get to Harry. But that's not the only reason. Just because your friends with Harry just makes you even bigger targets. He'd come after you both anyways because you are Muggle-born and Ron's whole family are Muggle-lovers."
Mrs. Granger felt as though she was going to faint. "What can we do then? There has to be something."
Remus looked up at her. "That what I came here for. I think it's best if Hermione comes with me to the Wesley's' and then when Dumbledore gives the word, we'll make our way to Hogwarts."
Hermione's head shot up. "But what about mum and dad?" She asked, not wanted to live her parents behind. What if some Death Eaters came and tortured then killed them? She couldn't let that happen.
"I think it's best if they clear off for awhile, Hermione." Then he addressed the Grangers. "I think it's best if you leave soon and it's probably better if you didn't come back here 'til the school term at Hogwarts starts. By then they'll have either attack here already or are not going to attack at all." Both the Grangers nodded.
"I better go pack my things then. "Hermione said before leaving the room to grab her things. As she left the room her mind was in a whirl. She knew something like this could happen, she just never expected it too.
And Harry. What about Harry? Professor Lupin hadn't mentioned really anything about what was happening to Harry. What if something bad had happened too him and Lupin just didn't want to tell her right now? What if Voldemort had already gotten to him?
She tried to clear her thoughts as she stood by her desk, grabbing the last few pieces of homework that she had left out. Normally by now they'd be all finished, but she had been so preoccupied with what had happened to Harry that she really couldn't think straight.
She quickly put the last pieces of her work into her truck and shut it. She then locked Crookshanks in his cat box and started to bring him and her truck down stairs. Lupin met her at the door and after saying good-bye to her parents; she and Professor Lupin started making their way down the street. Hermione held the box with her cat while Lupin had charmed her truck to be feather light and was now carrying it down the street.
They walked in silence, but wound up in their own thoughts until Hermione asked the question she had been dying to ask, "Professor, is Harry alright?"
Lupin sighed. He had been hoping to avoid this question, cause he really didn't have an answer. He wasn't sure if Harry was all right. Hell, he didn't even know if Sirius was all right. All he knew was that Sirius had gone to get Harry, but he didn't know if Sirius had gotten to Harry or if something had happened. It had been two days since Sirius had left and even though Remus knew it would take Sirius a while to get there because of the Ministry, he was still worried.
"To tell you the truth, Hermione, I'm not sure. What I do know though is that Sirius left two days ago to go get Harry form the Dursleys and to bring him to Hogwarts. But I don't think anything has happened. Sirius will keep Harry safe. Try not to worry too much." 'Yeah right. Then why are you so worried?" A little voice in the back of his head said.
Hermione nodded as they got into Remus's car. She wondered why Remus had a car and why they were using it. As id sensing her question, Remus said, "We're traveling by car to keep a low profile in case someone is watching out for you. Plus it's just too dangerous right now to use Floo Powder or a portkey. Hermione nodded and pulled out a book to read since it would be a long drive. So Remus started up the engine and they started on their long journey to the Burrow.
"Harry? Come on sleepy head, wake up." Sirius gently shook Harry again until he finally opened his eyes.
Harry slowly looked up to see the burly figure of his Godfather sitting next to him. Harry painfully reached over and grabbed him glasses off the bedside table and slide them into place.
Harry took a look around the room as he slowly sat up. His stomach and back still hurt from where Uncle Vernon had hit him earlier. "Where are we?"
"In a hotel room. You fell asleep in my arms a few hours ago just as we were leaving Surrey. I found this little hotel and got us a room for the rest of the night." Sirius then looked at Harry worryingly. He already knew the answer to the question he was about to ask but he needed to hear it from Harry. "Harry, where did the wounds on your back and chest come form? They can't have been from the tournament because those would have healed by now, but they can't have been from tonight either because their too old to be form tonight."
Harry started at his Godfather and sighed. He really didn't want to talk about this right know. He didn't want to burden Sirius with it and half the stuff that happened he just couldn't tell Sirius. How could he tell him that he had been thinking out suicide and had come very close to doing so ore times then he really wanted to remember. He just sat quietly on the bed staring down at his covers.
Sirius sighed. This was going to be harder the he thought. Harry was trying to shut him out. But he couldn't let him do that. Harry needed to know that their were people who were willing to help him, even if he didn't want that help.
"Harry?" Sirius said, trying to get Harry's attention. But he didn't. Harry just continued to stare at the sheets. "Harry, look at me." His voice was soft and gently yet still held the firmness of a command.
Harry slowly looked up to meet his Godfather's gaze. Sirius never expected to see what he saw in Harry's eyes. It was pain mixed with fear. Was Harry afraid of him? Sirius ran a hand through his hair and focused on Harry. "Harry, you know you can tell me anything right? If something's bothering you, I want to know. That's my job. I don't want you to think you'd be burdening me with your problems cause your not. I want to know so I can help. Whatever bothers you, you can tell me. That way you don't have to face these things alone."
Harry didn't know what to say to this. He knew Sirius would always be there for him, but he just couldn't tell him. He was too afraid of what Sirius might think. Not only that but he was afraid to get too close to his Godfather cause what if he was taken away from him. Voldemort would come after the ones he loved and he didn't want Sirius in any more danger then he already was.
Harry sighed and looked down at the sheets again. "I really don't want to talk about it." And he wasn't lying. He really didn't want to talk about it. He wished he had his journal. But that was locked up in his truck and he couldn't afford to have Sirius find it. Not with what he had written in it. His journal was where he poured out all his thoughts and feels about everything and he didn't want to think about what would happen if Sirius found it.
Sirius shook his head. This was not going the way he had planned. "Harry this is eating you up inside. I can tell. You need to talk about this and I won't take no for an answer."
Harry looked up at his Godfather. "Why do you care?! You weren't there when I needed you! You never were!!! You don't understand what I went through!! No one does and no one can!! When I need you, Ron and, Hermione the most, you guys weren't there!!! The Dursleys didn't care!!! They didn't care at all!!!! They called me a murder and that's what I am!!! I killed Cedric and I won't let anyone else die because of me! I've deserved everything the Dursleys did to me!!! You should have just left me there!!! Everyone would be a lot better off if I was dead anyways!!! Why the HELL do YOU CARE?!!!!" Harry yelled, tears streaming down his face. He felt anger and pain surge everywhere through his veins and he wanted to be alone.
After a few moments, Harry had finally clamed down a bit a realized what he had done. He had never meant to bit his head off at Sirius. That was the last thing he had wanted to do, but Sirius just wouldn't drop it. He hadn't wanted to talk about it but now it was too late.
Sirius stared wide eyes at Harry. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. This wasn't like Harry at all. Harry was never like this. Bu he was right. Harry should have never spent the last few weeks at the Dursleys, not after what he had gone through. He should have done something. Harry needed to be around people to help him through what had happened, and he would get any comfort at the Dursleys. He had failed Harry again.
Harry looked up at Sirius to see he still in shock. With tears in his eyes Harry began to apologize. "I'm sorry, Sirius, I never meant.. To say what I said, I. It wasn't right of me! I never meant any of it. I'm.. I'm sorry." Harry lowered his head in defeated. He knew he shouldn't have shouted and Sirius hadn't done anything to be on the receiving end of that.
Sirius watched as Harry put his head in his hands and did something that he rarely ever did. He cried. Sirius's heart went out to him. He looked so tried and worn out. He needed to get away from all of this, but couldn't. He was stuck. But Sirius wasn't going to let him face all of this alone.
Slowly, Sirius moved closer to Harry and hugged him. At first Harry stiffened, but the slowly relaxed into his Godfather's embrace and started to cry into him shoulder. Sirius ran a hand up and down Harry's back to try and calm him. Harry was shacking madly and the sobs grew louder, but Sirius didn't mind. Harry needed a good cry. He couldn't just keep everything bottled up all the time.
They stayed that way for a while, each enjoying the others company. Harry's sobs had subsided a while ago and now he just sat quietly in his Godfather's arms trying to sort through everything he was feeling. Sirius held Harry close and felt guilt grow in his chest. Harry didn't deserve this. He had seen more things then any normal wizard would in their lifetime. But he shouldn't have had too. He should be out enjoying his teenage years, but because of everything that has happened to him, Harry has had to grow up far too quickly. He never got to enjoy his childhood.
Finally Harry broke the silence. "It was my Uncle." He said quietly.
Sirius just started at him. "What?"
Harry looked up at him with red eyes. "My Uncle. He gave me those wounds on my back and chest." Harry said quietly again, fearing he might get in trouble.
Sirius felt anger rise in his chest. He had known this, but he wanted Harry to tell him and he had. But now that he had heard it from Harry, it confirmed it. Seeing the look on Harry's face he pushed his anger down to deal with later and faced Harry. "Why?" He said in a soft gentle voice.
Harry was a little surprised that Sirius hadn't lashed out at him but continued, "When I came home for the summer I still had injures from The Tournament. It made me slower the usual cause I was sore all over. And one day Uncle Vernon just got mad at me for being behind on my work." Harry looked down at the sheets and in a low voice said. "He.he beat me. He beat me for so long and so hard. He started to come home drunk after that. He used to say I was a lazy ungrateful little brat. Then he'd go one about everything they had done for me and said this was how I repay them. I got beaten daily. Then he, Aunt Petunia and Dudley started calling me a murderer. I guess Dumbledore had sent them a letter explaining what had happened to me over the year. They said I killed Cedric and that I deserve to die. And. their right." Harry closed his eyes as the tears flowed again. He buried his face in Sirius's shoulder, while Sirius did all he could to comfort him.
The Dursleys were going to pay dearly for this. Sirius couldn't believe people could be so cruel. He hadn't even thought the Dursleys to be capable of that. The Dursleys made Voldemort seem like nothing but an ordinary criminal. Sirius felt ashamed for leaving Harry with such people. Harry would have been better off being with him while he was on the run from the Ministry the to be with them.
Sirius rubbed Harry's back again. "I'm sorry Harry. We should have never left you with them, but don't worry. I'll make sure you never have to go back and live with them again, okay?"
Harry just nodded into his shoulder. For the first time in his life, Harry felt like he had a family. Someone who loved him like their own son. Sirius was his family now. And Harry knew now that Sirius would help him, just like he said he would.
They sat like that for a long time 'til Sirius finally said, "Come on Harry. We better go if we want to get to the Leaky Cauldron by nightfall."
Harry nodded. Sirius help Harry to his feet, grabbed his truck, shrink it, and they left again for their long journey to Hogwarts.
Professor Dumbledore walked down a secret passage that led form his office to a secret meeting room. Even the Marauder's map didn't show this place, well, until recently that is.
As Dumbledore entered the room, three people dressed in blue and black robes approached him. All that could be seen of them was a golden Phoenix emblem that was displayed on their robes.
"Is the boy safe Albus?" one asked.
"Has Voldemort found him yet?" another said.
"What if something happens to him?" the last one asked. They all bombarded Dumbledore with questions until he raised his hand to silence them.
"Please stay calm. All of you." He told them. "Harry is safe. Sirius is bringing him here to the castle where we can keep on eye on him."
"But what if Voldemort figures out who he is?" One asked.
"Don't worry, Donavan. Right now the only way he can find out is from us. Which brings me to some bad news." Dumbledore said sadly.
"Mundungus Fletcher was killed a few days ago by Voldemort. It seems Voldemort is trying to find out whom exactly the order is protecting. Mundungus refused to answer and was killed."
All three of them were shocked. They all use to think that nothing could stop Gus. But they were wrong. "But Albus, If Voldemort's trying to figure that out, he'll come after the rest of the Order." Another said, worryingly.
"Yes, he will, but most of the Order is stationed here at Hogwarts." Dumbledore said to reassure them. "Now on to another matter. I've invited Atticus, Nora, and Rebecca to become professors here. They each have knowledge that Harry will need to learn."
"Albus, does the Harry know?" One asked.
"No Abigail. He does not know yet. And for now it's best if he doesn't. It would only put him in more danger." Dumbledore answered. "Now I'm sure you all have duties to attend to. I will be in my office if you need me.'"
And with that Dumbledore turned and walked back to his office.
Harry fell as the curse hit him. Unbelievable pain was swiped through his body. His ever bone felt as though it was on fire. His head felt like it was splitting at his scar. He knew he must be screaming out in pain, but he couldn't hear himself. It felt like white-hot knives were being pushed into him. He just wanted it to stop.
He could vaguely hear Sirius beside him. He could just hear Sirius yell, "Stupefy!" And then the pain stopped. Sirius grabbed Harry by the arm and help him up.
Harry swayed a little before getting his balance. He was sore all over and was now extremely tried. Harry saw all the Death Eaters at the end of the alley were all studded.
"Come on, Harry. We don't have much time." Sirius said as he led Harry down the alley, passed the Death Eaters, and back out onto the street again.
"How did you do that?" Harry asked as they walked swiftly down the street towards the Leaky Cauldron.
"Do what?" Sirius asked, scanning the street to make sure there were no more Death Eaters around.
"Stun them. I know you had been hit by the curse too. I could hear you. How did you do it?" Harry asked.
Sirius sighed. "Some wizards are able to throw curses like that off long enough to attack. Most Death Eaters don't watch for on coming attacks when they hit someone with those curses so they let their guard down." He said as they approached the Leaky Cauldron.
They stopped just before it and Sirius turned to Harry, "I have to turn into my dog form okay. Now, Dumbledore has reserved a room for us so when you get in there just go straight to Tom. He'll take us to our room, okay?" Harry nodded and Sirius changed into a dog. Harry waked into the Leaky Cauldron and wasn't surprised when the place went silent and everyone stared to stare at him.
Harry slowly made his way over to Tom as everyone in there wanted to shack his hand but started to back off when Sirius growled at them. Harry silently thanked Sirius for keeping them a bay. Sirius was watching everyone closely as if daring them to try something.
Tom turned around to look at Harry and his face it up. "Ah, Mr. Potter. Dumbledore said you and your dog would be coming here. Follow me, I'll take you to your room."
Harry followed Tom, with Sirius trailing close behind, down a corridor and up a flight of stairs to a room marked thirteen. Tom opened the door for Harry. "If you need anything don't hesitate to ask." Tom said.
"I won't. Thank you." Harry muttered as Tom closed the door behind Sirius. Sirius resumed his human form and locked the door.
Harry walked over towards the bed and sat down. He was tried, but after everything that had happened the last few days, he wasn't sure if he could sleep. Then he chuckled and looked up at Sirius. "Thanks for playing bodyguard."
Sirius looked at him and smiled. " I just didn't want you to get hurt. I've been on the edge lately and there are not many people that I trust anymore."
Harry nodded and yawned. "That's okay. I don't really mind. I was acutely glade that you keep them away. I'm sick of people shaking my hand and saying Oh look. there's Harry Potter."
Sirius chuckled. "Well in that case your very welcome."
They stay silent for a few moments. Sirius watched his godson and then finally said, "You should rest Harry. We'll pick up your school supplies tomorrow and then we should get to Hogwarts by tomorrow night."
Harry just nodded and lay down against the pillows. He fell asleep immediately without even taking off his glasses.
Sirius walked up to Harry and pulled the covers up over him. He removed his glasses and placed them on the table beside the bed. "Good-night Harry." He said before shutting off the lights, turning into a dog, and lay down at the end of Harry's bed. From there he watched over Harry and prayed that they would get to Hogwarts without any problems.
Finally Sirius drifted off to sleep, not even noticing the scarlet figure that sat on the windowsill. Fawkes sat quietly watching over Harry as the moonlight filtered in through the open window.
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.~:Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix:~. .~:By - Moonlight Snitch:~.
.~:Chapter Five - On The Move:~.
Remus Lupin walked down Molotov Drive, nervously glancing at all the house numbers. He was looking for number 32. Hermione Granger's home. He had reason to believe that her and Ron would be targets for Voldemort. He had a feeling that Voldemort would go after then not only because Hermione was Muggleborn and Ron's family Muggle lovers, but also because of the close bond of friendship that they shared with Harry.
He was doing this without Dumbledore's consent, but he had informed Dumbledore about what he was going to do before leaving. Dumbledore would most likely agree with him, but he didn't have time to wait for a reply. Voldemort could attack them at any time.
He finally reached number 32 and walked carefully up the driveway to the door, his old tattered robes blowing softly in the wind. He was still going over in his head exactly what he would say to them. He reached the door and nervously pushed some of his blond hair out of his face before he knocked.
He heard footsteps coming towards the door, before it slowly creaked open a bit. A woman that looked exactly like Hermione, but a good deal older, answered the door. "Yes?" She asked.
Remus smiled. "Hello. My name is Remus Lupin. I taught Hermione at Hogwarts a year ago. I was wondering if I could talk to you all. It's very important that I do."
Mrs. Granger looked at him cautiously. 'Smart Woman. I see now where Hermione gets it,' Remus thought to himself.
Finally Mrs. Granger nodded and opened the door wider to let him in. "Alright. Hermione will be down in a moment." She led him to the kitchen before heading off to get Hermione.
Remus stood for a moment still trying to figure out exactly how he was going to tell them. Mr. Granger put down the paper he had been reading and offered Remus a seat. Remus took it gratefully, having been moving around a lot since Sirius left to get Harry.
"Professor Lupin? What are you doing here?" Remus turned around in his seat to find that Hermione and Mrs. Granger had returned.
Remus sighed. "I think you better sit down Hermione." He said in a tone that told her that this couldn't be good news.
Hermione sat down in the chair beside his and Mrs. Granger went to stand by her husband. Remus sighed and gathered his thoughts. "This may come as a bit of a shock to you," He began. "But I have reason to believe that Hermione is in danger." He saw the affect his words had one them. Hermione, though, did not seem surprised.
"But how?" Mrs. Granger asked.
Remus sighed. "A evil wizard named Voldemort, who was supposedly killed fourteen years ago, has come back, and I have reason to believe he will come after her."
"But why? What does Hermione have to do with anything?" Mr. Granger asked, feeling quite shocked that someone would want to harm his daughter.
"It's Harry, isn't it? Voldemort's coming after me because I'm friends with Harry, isn't he?" Hermione said, finally looked up at her old professor.
Remus nodded his head. "Nothing ever gets past you does it Hermione. But yes. I think Voldemort will come after both you and Ron to get to Harry. But that's not the only reason. Just because your friends with Harry just makes you even bigger targets. He'd come after you both anyways because you are Muggle-born and Ron's whole family are Muggle-lovers."
Mrs. Granger felt as though she was going to faint. "What can we do then? There has to be something."
Remus looked up at her. "That what I came here for. I think it's best if Hermione comes with me to the Wesley's' and then when Dumbledore gives the word, we'll make our way to Hogwarts."
Hermione's head shot up. "But what about mum and dad?" She asked, not wanted to live her parents behind. What if some Death Eaters came and tortured then killed them? She couldn't let that happen.
"I think it's best if they clear off for awhile, Hermione." Then he addressed the Grangers. "I think it's best if you leave soon and it's probably better if you didn't come back here 'til the school term at Hogwarts starts. By then they'll have either attack here already or are not going to attack at all." Both the Grangers nodded.
"I better go pack my things then. "Hermione said before leaving the room to grab her things. As she left the room her mind was in a whirl. She knew something like this could happen, she just never expected it too.
And Harry. What about Harry? Professor Lupin hadn't mentioned really anything about what was happening to Harry. What if something bad had happened too him and Lupin just didn't want to tell her right now? What if Voldemort had already gotten to him?
She tried to clear her thoughts as she stood by her desk, grabbing the last few pieces of homework that she had left out. Normally by now they'd be all finished, but she had been so preoccupied with what had happened to Harry that she really couldn't think straight.
She quickly put the last pieces of her work into her truck and shut it. She then locked Crookshanks in his cat box and started to bring him and her truck down stairs. Lupin met her at the door and after saying good-bye to her parents; she and Professor Lupin started making their way down the street. Hermione held the box with her cat while Lupin had charmed her truck to be feather light and was now carrying it down the street.
They walked in silence, but wound up in their own thoughts until Hermione asked the question she had been dying to ask, "Professor, is Harry alright?"
Lupin sighed. He had been hoping to avoid this question, cause he really didn't have an answer. He wasn't sure if Harry was all right. Hell, he didn't even know if Sirius was all right. All he knew was that Sirius had gone to get Harry, but he didn't know if Sirius had gotten to Harry or if something had happened. It had been two days since Sirius had left and even though Remus knew it would take Sirius a while to get there because of the Ministry, he was still worried.
"To tell you the truth, Hermione, I'm not sure. What I do know though is that Sirius left two days ago to go get Harry form the Dursleys and to bring him to Hogwarts. But I don't think anything has happened. Sirius will keep Harry safe. Try not to worry too much." 'Yeah right. Then why are you so worried?" A little voice in the back of his head said.
Hermione nodded as they got into Remus's car. She wondered why Remus had a car and why they were using it. As id sensing her question, Remus said, "We're traveling by car to keep a low profile in case someone is watching out for you. Plus it's just too dangerous right now to use Floo Powder or a portkey. Hermione nodded and pulled out a book to read since it would be a long drive. So Remus started up the engine and they started on their long journey to the Burrow.
"Harry? Come on sleepy head, wake up." Sirius gently shook Harry again until he finally opened his eyes.
Harry slowly looked up to see the burly figure of his Godfather sitting next to him. Harry painfully reached over and grabbed him glasses off the bedside table and slide them into place.
Harry took a look around the room as he slowly sat up. His stomach and back still hurt from where Uncle Vernon had hit him earlier. "Where are we?"
"In a hotel room. You fell asleep in my arms a few hours ago just as we were leaving Surrey. I found this little hotel and got us a room for the rest of the night." Sirius then looked at Harry worryingly. He already knew the answer to the question he was about to ask but he needed to hear it from Harry. "Harry, where did the wounds on your back and chest come form? They can't have been from the tournament because those would have healed by now, but they can't have been from tonight either because their too old to be form tonight."
Harry started at his Godfather and sighed. He really didn't want to talk about this right know. He didn't want to burden Sirius with it and half the stuff that happened he just couldn't tell Sirius. How could he tell him that he had been thinking out suicide and had come very close to doing so ore times then he really wanted to remember. He just sat quietly on the bed staring down at his covers.
Sirius sighed. This was going to be harder the he thought. Harry was trying to shut him out. But he couldn't let him do that. Harry needed to know that their were people who were willing to help him, even if he didn't want that help.
"Harry?" Sirius said, trying to get Harry's attention. But he didn't. Harry just continued to stare at the sheets. "Harry, look at me." His voice was soft and gently yet still held the firmness of a command.
Harry slowly looked up to meet his Godfather's gaze. Sirius never expected to see what he saw in Harry's eyes. It was pain mixed with fear. Was Harry afraid of him? Sirius ran a hand through his hair and focused on Harry. "Harry, you know you can tell me anything right? If something's bothering you, I want to know. That's my job. I don't want you to think you'd be burdening me with your problems cause your not. I want to know so I can help. Whatever bothers you, you can tell me. That way you don't have to face these things alone."
Harry didn't know what to say to this. He knew Sirius would always be there for him, but he just couldn't tell him. He was too afraid of what Sirius might think. Not only that but he was afraid to get too close to his Godfather cause what if he was taken away from him. Voldemort would come after the ones he loved and he didn't want Sirius in any more danger then he already was.
Harry sighed and looked down at the sheets again. "I really don't want to talk about it." And he wasn't lying. He really didn't want to talk about it. He wished he had his journal. But that was locked up in his truck and he couldn't afford to have Sirius find it. Not with what he had written in it. His journal was where he poured out all his thoughts and feels about everything and he didn't want to think about what would happen if Sirius found it.
Sirius shook his head. This was not going the way he had planned. "Harry this is eating you up inside. I can tell. You need to talk about this and I won't take no for an answer."
Harry looked up at his Godfather. "Why do you care?! You weren't there when I needed you! You never were!!! You don't understand what I went through!! No one does and no one can!! When I need you, Ron and, Hermione the most, you guys weren't there!!! The Dursleys didn't care!!! They didn't care at all!!!! They called me a murder and that's what I am!!! I killed Cedric and I won't let anyone else die because of me! I've deserved everything the Dursleys did to me!!! You should have just left me there!!! Everyone would be a lot better off if I was dead anyways!!! Why the HELL do YOU CARE?!!!!" Harry yelled, tears streaming down his face. He felt anger and pain surge everywhere through his veins and he wanted to be alone.
After a few moments, Harry had finally clamed down a bit a realized what he had done. He had never meant to bit his head off at Sirius. That was the last thing he had wanted to do, but Sirius just wouldn't drop it. He hadn't wanted to talk about it but now it was too late.
Sirius stared wide eyes at Harry. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. This wasn't like Harry at all. Harry was never like this. Bu he was right. Harry should have never spent the last few weeks at the Dursleys, not after what he had gone through. He should have done something. Harry needed to be around people to help him through what had happened, and he would get any comfort at the Dursleys. He had failed Harry again.
Harry looked up at Sirius to see he still in shock. With tears in his eyes Harry began to apologize. "I'm sorry, Sirius, I never meant.. To say what I said, I. It wasn't right of me! I never meant any of it. I'm.. I'm sorry." Harry lowered his head in defeated. He knew he shouldn't have shouted and Sirius hadn't done anything to be on the receiving end of that.
Sirius watched as Harry put his head in his hands and did something that he rarely ever did. He cried. Sirius's heart went out to him. He looked so tried and worn out. He needed to get away from all of this, but couldn't. He was stuck. But Sirius wasn't going to let him face all of this alone.
Slowly, Sirius moved closer to Harry and hugged him. At first Harry stiffened, but the slowly relaxed into his Godfather's embrace and started to cry into him shoulder. Sirius ran a hand up and down Harry's back to try and calm him. Harry was shacking madly and the sobs grew louder, but Sirius didn't mind. Harry needed a good cry. He couldn't just keep everything bottled up all the time.
They stayed that way for a while, each enjoying the others company. Harry's sobs had subsided a while ago and now he just sat quietly in his Godfather's arms trying to sort through everything he was feeling. Sirius held Harry close and felt guilt grow in his chest. Harry didn't deserve this. He had seen more things then any normal wizard would in their lifetime. But he shouldn't have had too. He should be out enjoying his teenage years, but because of everything that has happened to him, Harry has had to grow up far too quickly. He never got to enjoy his childhood.
Finally Harry broke the silence. "It was my Uncle." He said quietly.
Sirius just started at him. "What?"
Harry looked up at him with red eyes. "My Uncle. He gave me those wounds on my back and chest." Harry said quietly again, fearing he might get in trouble.
Sirius felt anger rise in his chest. He had known this, but he wanted Harry to tell him and he had. But now that he had heard it from Harry, it confirmed it. Seeing the look on Harry's face he pushed his anger down to deal with later and faced Harry. "Why?" He said in a soft gentle voice.
Harry was a little surprised that Sirius hadn't lashed out at him but continued, "When I came home for the summer I still had injures from The Tournament. It made me slower the usual cause I was sore all over. And one day Uncle Vernon just got mad at me for being behind on my work." Harry looked down at the sheets and in a low voice said. "He.he beat me. He beat me for so long and so hard. He started to come home drunk after that. He used to say I was a lazy ungrateful little brat. Then he'd go one about everything they had done for me and said this was how I repay them. I got beaten daily. Then he, Aunt Petunia and Dudley started calling me a murderer. I guess Dumbledore had sent them a letter explaining what had happened to me over the year. They said I killed Cedric and that I deserve to die. And. their right." Harry closed his eyes as the tears flowed again. He buried his face in Sirius's shoulder, while Sirius did all he could to comfort him.
The Dursleys were going to pay dearly for this. Sirius couldn't believe people could be so cruel. He hadn't even thought the Dursleys to be capable of that. The Dursleys made Voldemort seem like nothing but an ordinary criminal. Sirius felt ashamed for leaving Harry with such people. Harry would have been better off being with him while he was on the run from the Ministry the to be with them.
Sirius rubbed Harry's back again. "I'm sorry Harry. We should have never left you with them, but don't worry. I'll make sure you never have to go back and live with them again, okay?"
Harry just nodded into his shoulder. For the first time in his life, Harry felt like he had a family. Someone who loved him like their own son. Sirius was his family now. And Harry knew now that Sirius would help him, just like he said he would.
They sat like that for a long time 'til Sirius finally said, "Come on Harry. We better go if we want to get to the Leaky Cauldron by nightfall."
Harry nodded. Sirius help Harry to his feet, grabbed his truck, shrink it, and they left again for their long journey to Hogwarts.
Professor Dumbledore walked down a secret passage that led form his office to a secret meeting room. Even the Marauder's map didn't show this place, well, until recently that is.
As Dumbledore entered the room, three people dressed in blue and black robes approached him. All that could be seen of them was a golden Phoenix emblem that was displayed on their robes.
"Is the boy safe Albus?" one asked.
"Has Voldemort found him yet?" another said.
"What if something happens to him?" the last one asked. They all bombarded Dumbledore with questions until he raised his hand to silence them.
"Please stay calm. All of you." He told them. "Harry is safe. Sirius is bringing him here to the castle where we can keep on eye on him."
"But what if Voldemort figures out who he is?" One asked.
"Don't worry, Donavan. Right now the only way he can find out is from us. Which brings me to some bad news." Dumbledore said sadly.
"Mundungus Fletcher was killed a few days ago by Voldemort. It seems Voldemort is trying to find out whom exactly the order is protecting. Mundungus refused to answer and was killed."
All three of them were shocked. They all use to think that nothing could stop Gus. But they were wrong. "But Albus, If Voldemort's trying to figure that out, he'll come after the rest of the Order." Another said, worryingly.
"Yes, he will, but most of the Order is stationed here at Hogwarts." Dumbledore said to reassure them. "Now on to another matter. I've invited Atticus, Nora, and Rebecca to become professors here. They each have knowledge that Harry will need to learn."
"Albus, does the Harry know?" One asked.
"No Abigail. He does not know yet. And for now it's best if he doesn't. It would only put him in more danger." Dumbledore answered. "Now I'm sure you all have duties to attend to. I will be in my office if you need me.'"
And with that Dumbledore turned and walked back to his office.
Harry fell as the curse hit him. Unbelievable pain was swiped through his body. His ever bone felt as though it was on fire. His head felt like it was splitting at his scar. He knew he must be screaming out in pain, but he couldn't hear himself. It felt like white-hot knives were being pushed into him. He just wanted it to stop.
He could vaguely hear Sirius beside him. He could just hear Sirius yell, "Stupefy!" And then the pain stopped. Sirius grabbed Harry by the arm and help him up.
Harry swayed a little before getting his balance. He was sore all over and was now extremely tried. Harry saw all the Death Eaters at the end of the alley were all studded.
"Come on, Harry. We don't have much time." Sirius said as he led Harry down the alley, passed the Death Eaters, and back out onto the street again.
"How did you do that?" Harry asked as they walked swiftly down the street towards the Leaky Cauldron.
"Do what?" Sirius asked, scanning the street to make sure there were no more Death Eaters around.
"Stun them. I know you had been hit by the curse too. I could hear you. How did you do it?" Harry asked.
Sirius sighed. "Some wizards are able to throw curses like that off long enough to attack. Most Death Eaters don't watch for on coming attacks when they hit someone with those curses so they let their guard down." He said as they approached the Leaky Cauldron.
They stopped just before it and Sirius turned to Harry, "I have to turn into my dog form okay. Now, Dumbledore has reserved a room for us so when you get in there just go straight to Tom. He'll take us to our room, okay?" Harry nodded and Sirius changed into a dog. Harry waked into the Leaky Cauldron and wasn't surprised when the place went silent and everyone stared to stare at him.
Harry slowly made his way over to Tom as everyone in there wanted to shack his hand but started to back off when Sirius growled at them. Harry silently thanked Sirius for keeping them a bay. Sirius was watching everyone closely as if daring them to try something.
Tom turned around to look at Harry and his face it up. "Ah, Mr. Potter. Dumbledore said you and your dog would be coming here. Follow me, I'll take you to your room."
Harry followed Tom, with Sirius trailing close behind, down a corridor and up a flight of stairs to a room marked thirteen. Tom opened the door for Harry. "If you need anything don't hesitate to ask." Tom said.
"I won't. Thank you." Harry muttered as Tom closed the door behind Sirius. Sirius resumed his human form and locked the door.
Harry walked over towards the bed and sat down. He was tried, but after everything that had happened the last few days, he wasn't sure if he could sleep. Then he chuckled and looked up at Sirius. "Thanks for playing bodyguard."
Sirius looked at him and smiled. " I just didn't want you to get hurt. I've been on the edge lately and there are not many people that I trust anymore."
Harry nodded and yawned. "That's okay. I don't really mind. I was acutely glade that you keep them away. I'm sick of people shaking my hand and saying Oh look. there's Harry Potter."
Sirius chuckled. "Well in that case your very welcome."
They stay silent for a few moments. Sirius watched his godson and then finally said, "You should rest Harry. We'll pick up your school supplies tomorrow and then we should get to Hogwarts by tomorrow night."
Harry just nodded and lay down against the pillows. He fell asleep immediately without even taking off his glasses.
Sirius walked up to Harry and pulled the covers up over him. He removed his glasses and placed them on the table beside the bed. "Good-night Harry." He said before shutting off the lights, turning into a dog, and lay down at the end of Harry's bed. From there he watched over Harry and prayed that they would get to Hogwarts without any problems.
Finally Sirius drifted off to sleep, not even noticing the scarlet figure that sat on the windowsill. Fawkes sat quietly watching over Harry as the moonlight filtered in through the open window.
AN: Oh, please review, it makes me feel so much better. Oh, and if you guys have any ideas of where you'd like this story to head, please let me know. I'm writing all of this for you guys you know!!!! Thanks!!!