Disclaimer: I don't own the characters (except Ebony) or Harry Potter

Harry woke up to the sounds of Aunt Ebony sobbing. Shoving his glasses on, he staggered out of his room and down to the kitchen. He was shocked to see his aunt crying at the dinner table.

"Aunt Ebony?" Harry asked hesitantly. Noticing Harry, she quickly rubbed her eyes and started to stand up.

"Oh, Harry, I-"

"What happened at Azkaban?" Harry cut her off. Aunt Ebony gave Harry a sad smile, not bothering to ask how he knew where she had been. He always could read her like a book.

"Oh, nothing. I just went to visit Sirius today…"

"How'd it go?" Harry asked her. Tears welling up in her eyes, Aunt Ebony filled Harry in on everything that happened in Azkaban. By the time she had finished, she was full out sobbing on Harry's shoulder (which was sort of awkward considering he was about two heads shorter than her).

"Shh, it's okay," Harry murmured to her.

"But-but, I said such awful things to him!" Aunt Ebony wailed. Harry sighed as he rubbed his aunt's back soothingly. Honestly, if she wasn't a vampire, he would have thought she was having PMS.

"Aunt Ebony, it's okay. You had every right to get angry. He shouldn't have snapped at you," he told her. She let out a sniff and looked at Harry.

"But he had every right to yell at me! I should have told him!"

Making up her mind quickly, she looked determinedly at Harry. Harry noticed and looked nervously at her. "Um, Aunt Ebony? What are you thinking about?"

Aunt Ebony grinned madly at Harry. "I am going to take you to visit Sirius!"

He stared at her. "What about the dementors?"

She waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, they avoid vampires. As long as you're with me, you should be safe."

Some of Harry's nervousness was eased, but he still felt a bit scared of dementors. He had a bad experience with them once when he went to Draco's house and the Ministry was convinced that the Malfoys were in "danger".

~~~flashback~~~

"Draco!" yelled Harry excitedly. Suddenly, he noticed a chill in the air. "What's that?" he shivered nervously.

Draco looked at him gloomily. "Dementors. The Ministry stationed them around. Apparently, they received a message saying we were in danger."

"Draco! Harry! Get inside, quickly!" a worried Narcissa yelled from the doorway. Harry was confused as to what she was worried about, until he turned around.

Floating in front him was a dementor. He heard a scream, but it seemed to come from far away. Draco let out a yelp of terror and Harry gulped nervously and started to back up. Tripping over a rock, Harry froze as the dementor completely ignored Draco and floated towards him. He watched, terrified, as the dementor reached up with its scabby hand and removed its hood. On the brink of passing out, the last thing he heard was a voice yell "Expecto Patronum!" and a woman's voice screaming.

~~~flashback end~~~

He never did find out who that woman was, he realised. He suddenly became aware of Aunt Ebony staring worriedly at him, and realised he had zoned out. He quickly forced a smile and nodded at her. "Sounds good, Aunt Ebony."


Stepping off the boat with Harry following her like a baby duck, Aunt Ebony realised with dismay that the guard on duty was a female. Damn, what was she supposed to do now? She walked up to her and tried to smile at the guard.

"Hello, I was wondering if I could see Sirius Black?"

The guard woman glared at Aunt Ebony. "No visitors are allowed to visit him. Such a shame what he did to the Potters…"

Aunt Ebony's eyes widened. "But I have to see him!"

The guard's glare increased. "Now, why would you need that?"

Realising his aunt was struggling to think of a reason, Harry stepped forward and took off his cap, revealing his scar.

"Because I want to see him," he spoke up. The guard's eyes widened.

"O-oh my! Y-you're Harry Potter! The Boy-Who-Lived! O-of course you can see Black!"

Throwing a smirk at a pouting Aunt Ebony, he nodded his thanks at the guard. "Looks like I can do something at my age," he muttered smugly to Aunt Ebony, walking out into the hallways.

"Smartass," she mumbled, trailing behind him.

"I heard that!" came the reply.

"Of course you heard it, why would I say it if I didn't want you to? Bloody waste of time that would be..."