Here is a back to school gift for all of you. I won't take long here just want to say thanks for all of the reviews and support you all have given me. I'm so glad that the last chapter was liked by so many people, that really made me happy.

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Ministry Holding Cells, 5:30 am

Bellatrix let out a deep breath. It had been close to two weeks since she'd last seen Harry or Elladora and it was slowly wearing her down. She hadn't been away from her children for longer then a night or two and even then they'd been with either Rabastan or Sarah.

She leant her head back and thought back to the night when their lives had been forever changed. Her heart had died a little bit as she watched Harry, Elladora and her nieces and nephew run towards their manor. She hadn't been able to watch to make sure they made it inside safely as she'd almost immediately been engaged in a fight with Mad-Eye Moody. Sarah and Rabastan had fought back to back, taking down Aurors, one after the other. Rodolphus had fought against her cousin Sirius Black. He'd had the upper hand until he'd been hit with a spell from behind by another Auror, Kingsley Shacklebolt. She'd become enraged and turned away from Mad-Eye to begin a fight with her cousin but was struck in the back by a Stunner from Mad-Eye. She'd been unconscious and hadn't seen Rabastan fall just minutes later or Sarah just minutes after him.

She'd woken up hours later to find herself in what she realized was a Ministry holding cell. Across from her had been Rabastan while the cell to her left had held Rodolphus while the one to the left of Rabastan's held Sarah. One by one they'd been taken out and questioned.

None of them had said anything about the past fifteen years of their lives. She'd refused to say anything about Harry or Elladora and knew that Rodolphus would do the same.

They'd been in their cells for a few days before a lawyer arrived, saying she was asked by Narcissa Malfoy to represent them. She'd explained the circumstances and informed them that Sarah would be released within a week. When asked about the kids, Melanie had been able to inform them that she'd met with each of them and they all appeared to be handling the situation as best they could.

Bellatrix felt a swell of pride course through her when she heard that Harry was doing all he could to keep everyone together and keep their spirits up. She knew her son and couldn't help but worry that he'd try to do something foolish to help them.

She looked across to Sarah's cell and smiled at the sleeping woman. She was curled up in the right corner of her cell, the mattress from her cot had been dragged over. In the other cell, Rabastan was in a similar position. Their hands were linked together through a small hole in the wall separating their cells from each other.

She was glad that the other woman was being released later that morning. She knew that being away from her kids was hard for her, especially since Isla was younger then the others. Bellatrix wished they could all leave but took solace in the fact that Harry and Elladora would at least have their aunt with them.

'They'll be in good hands,' Bellatrix thought as she laid down on her own cot and tried to catch a few more hours worth of sleep.

Harry woke up the next morning to a beam of sunlight shinning into his eyes. He blinked blearily, trying to clear the sleepiness from his brain, looked at his alarm clock to see what time it was.

6:17

He slumped back onto his pillow with a groan. Sometimes he hated getting up so early, even though he'd been doing it for years. After a few minutes he pulled himself out of bed and gathered some clothes and his toiletries and carefully made his way to the bathroom. He took an extra long shower, basking in the peace and quiet while he could. He just knew that the day ahead of him was going to be a test of his patience. He was also looking forward to his Aunt's Howler, that would be arriving later that morning. He knew that his Aunt Sarah was going to be anything but impressed with his choice but he would just have to explain his reasons behind it and hope for the best.

He got out and dressed in in plain blue jeans, a black shirt with a picture of an alligator that said, 'Remember: Don't insult the Alligator until after you've crossed the river' in white letters and a pair of black sneakers. He let his hair air dry, not wanting to bother with spelling it dry. By the time he got back to his room he could hear movement coming from the floor above him and figured that the Weasley's, Sirius or Remus were awake.

He looked at the clock and saw that only forty-five minutes had passed since he'd woken up. In just under an hour his aunt would be released and he'd be receiving one of his aunts infamous Howlers. He didn't care though if it meant that he'd get to hear her voice and knowing his sister and cousins, probably their voices to.

He pulled a book from his shelf and immersed himself Ancient Egyptian warding and curses. A knock on his door an hour latter and a voice telling him that breakfast was ready alerted him that it was time to try and make nice. He put the book under his arm and walked down stairs into the dinning room.

When he entered he saw that everyone but Moody and Kingsley were sitting at the table. All of the younger Weasley children and Tonks were still in their pajamas. While the adults, the oldest Weasley boys and Hermione were all dressed.

Sirius looked up from his copy of the Daily Prophet and smiled at Harry as he took a seat across from him, "Morning Harry."

Harry nodded in greeting and began piling his plate with food. He opened his book and went back to reading about the warding spells that had been placed around the Great Library of Alexandria. He ignored the looks he was receiving and kept reading. He was so absorbed in his book that he didn't notice the owl that had been steadily getting closer until an impatient hoot alerted him to its arrival. He looked up from his book, to the owl and then down to his watch. He was only slightly surprised to see that a half-hour had passed since his aunt had been released.

As everyone around the table began to notice exactly what type of letter the owl had brought, conversations began to quiet as they waited to see why Harry had received a Howler. Harry rolled his eyes at them and removed the letter and offered the owl a small piece of bacon. The owl hooted its thanks and took off only to land on the back of his chair. Harry supposed that meant it was supposed to wait for a reply.

Harry didn't even hesitate to open the letter and was unsurprised when his aunt's angry voice filled the kitchen.

"HARRY JAMES LESTRANGE, WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING? HOW DARE YOU TRADE YOURSELF LIKE SOMETHING FROM AN OPEN MARKET! WHAT I'M GOING TO DO TO YOU THE NEXT TIME I GET MY HANDS ON YOU WILL BE NOTHING COMPARED TO WHAT YOUR PARENTS WILL DO TO YOU. "

Sarah's ranting voice was interrupted by Elladora's, "I TOLD YOU SHE'D BE PISSED HARRY. DON'T COME TO ME AFTER SHE THROTTLES YOU."

"QUIET ELLADORA LILLIAN LESTRANGE." Sarah scolded before going back to her rant at Harry. "HARRY IF YOU THINK FOR ONE MINUTE THAT WHAT YOU DID WAS SMART YOU ARE SORELY MISTAKEN MISTER. THIS HAS GOT TO BE THE DUMBEST, MOST IDIOTIC AND HAIR-BRIANED SCHEMES YOU'VE EVER TRIED TO PULL OFF."

"AND YOU'VE TIRED TO PULL OFF SOME NICE ONES CUZ!" Michael said.

"MICHAEL JAYDEN LESTRANGE! GO TO YOUR ROOM."

"FINE. GOOD LUCK HARRY."

They all heard her sigh before she went back to her original rant. "DON'T THINK THAT JUST BECAUSE YOU DID THIS FOR A GOOD CAUSE YOU'RE GOING TO GET OUT OF BEING IN SERIOUS TROUBLE BECAUSE IF YOU DO. THINK AGAIN. WHEN YOU GET HOME YOU BETTER HOPE YOUR PARENTS GO EASY ON YOU. YOU BETTER HOPE EVERYTHING WORKS OUT IN THE END BECAUSE IF IT DOESN'T AND YOU DON'T COME HOME I WON'T STOP YOUR PARENTS WHEN THEY GET AHOLD OF YOU."

The letter fell silent before tearing itself up and falling in pieces to the table. Harry stared at the pieces of torn up parchment with an amused look in his eyes. He gathered up the pieces and stood from the table, intent on going to his room and writing out a reply for his aunt when Sirius's voice stopped him.

"What the hell was that all about Harry?" he asked.

Harry sighed and turned back around to face the still stunned table, "That would have been my Aunt Sarah and that would be her expressing her," Harry paused looking for the right word. "Extreme displeasure at the way I handled the situation."

"What situation?" Tonks asked.

"My coming to live with Sirius. The deal was I come to live here for the summer and attend Hogwarts for the year and my parents get a trial quicker." Harry explained. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to send her a response."

He walked out of the dinning room and made his way up to his room. He reached his room and closed the door, foregoing any locking spells. He knew that the Howler he'd received and what he'd said afterwards would keep everyone occupied for a while. He pulled out a pen and piece of paper and began writing a reply.

Dear Aunt Sarah,

Good to hear from you. Glad to see that the Ministry wasn't able to hold you. How are mom and dad doing? And Uncle Rab? I hope the Ministry isn't trying to ship them off to Azkaban. On a more serious note I'm sure by now Aunt Narcissa has probably told you what I told her but I know I owe you an explanation of my own.

I did, and am doing, this so we can finally be left alone. I don't want the Ministry chasing after us any longer. I want Mom, Dad, Uncle Rab and you to be able to go out in public without worrying about the Aurors. I want you to not have to worry about someone coming and taking me away. My agreement with Dumbledore ensures that they will get a fair trial and not just be shipped off to Azkaban to rot. I won't allow them to force me into staying here any longer then the agreement says.

I will see you all at Christmas and during Spring Break. Tell Elladora that I love her and to stay out of my room. I still have a lot of stuff left there. Make sure Michael knows I haven't forgotten about him. He wasn't happy about this and I don't want this to come between us. Tell Kara and Isla I love them both and I hope Isla is practicing. Tell her if she does I'll duel her when we get the chance.

And say hi to Aunt Narcissa and Draco for me.

Love you all,

Harry

P.S. Can you send more of my books? There's a few I forgot and would like to have with me. Thank you.

He sealed it inside an envelope, along with the list of books he wanted and tied it to the owls leg. He carried it to the window.

"Take this to Malfoy Manor and give it to Sarah Lestrange for me." instructed Harry.

The owl hooted in response before it took off into the sky. He watched it until it was a only a speck. He sighed, it would be a few days for a reply to come and a week or better before his books to arrive, since his aunt would have to search his extensive collection to find the ones he wanted.

Not really in the mood to talk to anyone, he went to his bookshelf and ran his finger over the spines until he found one he wanted. It was a Greek spell book he'd found in a little shop in Athens's equivalent to Diagon Alley. It was a book on charming muggle objects to work in highly magical areas, such as Hogwarts. The title, roughly translated read, Muggle Objects in the Magical World.

About an hour later Harry set the book down, deciding to take a break. He knew he'd have to be nice to the others in the house. He'd be living with them for the rest of the summer and going to school with at least three of them come September.

He got to the main floor when the mention his name made him stop and listen to what was being said.

"…comes out of his room Remus. I don't know what to do." Sirius said.

"You can only keep trying Padfoot. We don't know what his childhood was like. He's only been here a few days. Give him time." Remus tried to reassure.

"Exactly Moony." exclaimed Sirius. "We don't know what his childhood was like. We don't know what my lovely cousin and her husband could have done to him. Now with Dumbledore discussing trial dates with Amelia and Fudge. I can't loose him again Remus. After I got out of Azkaban I promised myself I wouldn't stop looking until I found him. He doesn't even want to be here. He only came here to help Bellatrix and the Lestrange brothers."

"Maybe you should try and explain all of this to Harry. We both heard what Poppy said, they didn't abuse him. And from what I can recall Lily telling us about her sister, his life growing up was a lot better then it could have been."

" I agree with you there. If Harry had grown up with his relatives he probably would have been abused. I still don't like that he was raised by them. They were Death Eaters Remus. How can anything they taught him be good for him. Or any of those kids." Sirius argued. "It should have been me Moony. He should have been with me like James and Lily wanted."

Harry heard Remus sigh and he wondered how often this conversation had happened.

"I know that it should have been like that Sirius but it wasn't." Remus said. "You don't need to try and explain this all to me. We've had this discussion more times then I can remember but you do need to have it with Harry. He doesn't know all of this. He obviously doesn't want to be here but maybe if you explain some of this to him he might understand a little bit more."

Harry stepped back from the door and wandered back up to his room. He pulled a leather bound album out of his trunk. It covered the first four years he was with his parents. Birthday's, holidays, vacations and candid shots filled all of the pages. He waited patiently for Sirius to come up and talk with him. Five minutes later he heard a few soft knocks on his door.

"Come in." Harry said.

Sirius came in and closed the door behind him.

"Harry I think we need to have a talk." Sirius said.

Harry nodded, unsurprised, "What do you want to talk about?"

Sirius sat down on the edge of the bed so he and Harry were looking at each other.

"I want to talk about you." said Sirius. "I haven't really spent any time with you and I barely know anything about you. I was hoping we could try and get to know each other better."

Harry looked at Sirius, not sure how this conversation would end up going. "What do you want to know?"

"How was your childhood? Did the Lestrange's treat you well?" questioned Sirius.

"If you're wondering if I was abused the answer would be no. They never laid a hand on me, my sister or my cousins. And my childhood was normal, we just moved around a lot."

Sirius looked confused, "Why did you move around?"

"So they wouldn't get arrested." said Harry coolly.

The older wizard seemed to realize that he was losing Harry and decided to just get it over with.

"Harry they kidnapped you. Do you understand that. They took you away from your home and from me." Sirius explained. "I was the first one that got to your house after it happened. When I found your parents I was devastated. I'd known your dad since that fist day on the train to Hogwarts. We were instantly friends. After your parents started dating in our seventh year, I got to know your mum and we ended up becoming friends to. Finding them was hard but when I couldn't find you I lost it. All I could think was that you'd been killed. I left and went after your parents Secret Keeper, Peter Pettigrew. I cornered him on a street full of muggles, I was about to curse him when he started shouting about how I betrayed your parents. That I was their best friend and how could I have betrayed them like I did. He blew up the street behind him, cut off his finger and hid in the sewers in his rat animagus form. I was arrested and spent ten years in Azkaban until he was spotted and I was released. I spent ten years believing you were dead Harry and another five searching the world for you. Now that you're here I want to try and make up for lost time."

All through the explanation Harry stayed quiet, not sure what to say or if anything should be said. He'd heard the story about how he'd been found alive by his parents and uncle and how his mom had decided to take him with them. But he'd never really thought about how his sudden disappearance had affected the people his birth parents had known. Both Bellatrix and Rodolphus had been upfront about telling him what little they knew about the Potter's and their friends. Harry had been happy with what ever knowledge he could get and knew that with how they lived he wouldn't be able to try and contact anyone.

To now hear another side to the story, especially from someone who knew his birth parents and him, gave him a lot to think about. Even with the new information, Harry couldn't forget the way Sirius and the Aurors had attacked him and his family and thrown his parents in jail.

"I'm sure you want me to say I wish I'd never been taken and that I'd been raised here with you but I don't. I wouldn't change how I grew up for anything. Yeah we had to move to a new country every couple of months and I wasn't able to make many friends but I saw places and did things that most people won't ever get to do." Harry looked Sirius in the eyes. "I had two loving parents and an amazing sister. My Uncle Rab was the greatest. He always made time for me, even after his own kids were born. Aunt Sarah encouraged my love of music and got me my first guitar. Michael, Kara and Isla were more like siblings then just cousins. You attacked us, took me, Elladora and our cousins away from our parents and arrested them for crimes that were never fully proven. I won't ever forgive you or any other Auror or Order member that was involved for that, I'm sorry if that's not what you want to hear but that's the truth. After this school year is over with, I'm gone. Make sure Dumbledore knows that."

Harry stood up and with one last look back at Sirius he walked out and went up towards the Potions Lab up in the Attic.

Sirius watched Harry leave, still reeling from what Harry said. His Godson practically hated him. He knew Harry wasn't happy with the situation but now he knew that he'd probably never earn Harry's trust or his love. He wiped away the lone tear that tracked down his face and gave himself a moment to gain his composer before walking down stairs to tell Remus what had been said.

This chapter would have been up sooner but I had a death in my family and it really hit me hard. My grandpa was the only one I had and so he and I were close. He was the one that encouraged me to go to Germany last year and I'm glad that I was able to share that with him. I'm just glad he went peacefully and wasn't in pain in the end.

On a happier note we finally got to see the Lestrange's. It wasn't a very long scene but at least I fulfilled one of my promises. So please tell me what you think of the conversation between Harry and Sirius. I'm not sure if I like it but after spending nearly an hour looking at the screen before I even typed up a word of it, I think it's better then nothing. I hope I kept everyone in character as I see them at least.

So I have the next two chapters already outlined and plan on tying up Ch. 11 within the next few days. And for those who were wondering if we'd ever get to see Voldemort, don't worry we will be. And soon.

Belated Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everyone out there. Hope everyone's holiday was wonderful.

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