Hey everyone,
So, I am sure that by now most of you (at least those that are Bronies and Pegasisters like me) know what happened in the Brony community recently. What news has been leaked, expressed and talked about these last few days. Personally, I did like some of the offender's, as I decided to call the person, content, but I never subscribed to their channel.
I am, however, subscribed to a lot of channels of Bronies and Pegasisters that worked and collabed with him on many a project and I can only imagine how they feel about all this. I have supported their statement videos and would like you all to go do the same. The ones who deserve this most are the following:

Thespio/Dawillstanator
DRWolf
Lightning Bliss
Golden Fox
Elliyora
Josh Scorcher/Commander Firebrand
Aeon Of Dreams

Please go to their channels and send them the support our community is so well known for. They may not have suffered as much as the victim of the offender, but they are emotionally hurt and deserve our support to move past this horrible event.
Love and Friendship, everyone,

Venquine1990
PS. This story is inspired by the works of DisneyFanatic2364. Check out their works, both fanfiction and Youtube.
PPS. I really hope to bring some joy, love or warmth to you all with this chapter.


Chapter 11
Sirius And Discord

2nd of November 1994
The Cave, Hogsmeade
Sirius' POV

Waking up in a king's bed is something I haven't done since I was sixteen. Waking up in one with blankets made of Accromantula silk and fluffed up with the thickest of fabrics and with my head lying on a pillow that actually dents in wherever I lie my head in such a way my neck is optimally supported is something I haven't done ever.
Yet the last two nights I actually went to bed in such a dream zone of comfort and luxury and while I wonder how all the new stuff that is inside my cave doesn't get noticed, do I just blame that on the powers of my revived best friend and decide not to question it. And after 12 years in prison, I love it too much to question it.

This however had caused some trouble the other morning as waking up like that had made me believe I was back in Potter Manor and back to being sixteen years old. I had, therefore, jumped out of the bed and wanted to run out, down the stairs I had believed I would find outside my bedroom, only to spot the cave entrance.
This had brought everything home more than anything else – even seeing Harry as a thirteen year old last year and I had broken down for only the third time since my escape, the other two being after Harry was whisked away by the Knight Bus and after I had ensured that Buckbeak and I were well and far away from Hogwarts.

Still, by now I don't wake up with that same sense, I only wake up feeling better and more comfortable than I have done in a long time and just like the other day does a snapping sound come from the small marble side table next to my bed and does a breakfast made of my favorite foods and drinks appear there.
This had also shocked me and I had thought that James/Discord might have hired some House Elves to help me, but then I had remembered the demonstration Discord had given Remus and me of his powers and I had realized that it was Discord himself who was providing for me, using his memories of James Potter to do so.
And while the knowledge that James is truly dead greatly hurts, does the pain get lessened slightly by the fact that someone who pretended to be my best friend for years is back. And while I feel that I should feel hurt, betrayed and angered that Discord kept me ignorant of my friend being dead for five years, do I not feel that at all.

"There is no way I would have been able to handle that, not the way I had been at that age. And I have no doubt that either Discord or even the Potters or those that send Discord our way knew that. They may have lied to me, but they did it to protect me." I think as I contemplate this while taking my first few bites of breakfast.
Yet as I do this, do I get a new shock as an owl actually flies in with a newspaper in its beak, something I didn't think would happen as I had started to sense potions being in the food and several spells covering the entrance to the cave. Yet then I notice that the owl is holding both a newspaper as well as a letter in its beak.
I take both and read the note first, while absentmindedly feeding the owl a bit of my food. "Read this NOW, Discord is as fast as their kid on a broom. I have a copy and read it three times before I send this. And I still can't believe it. RL. Well, anything that shocks Moony ought to be good. So what's this all about." And I turn to the paper

Lord of the Potter Line – Not Harry Potter?
Beings from Another World Save House Potter?
Legendary Beasts from Ancient Greek – Real?
Article written by Barnabas Cuffe

Dear readers, I am quite certain you are all feeling confused and befuddled by the questions heading today's main article. The answers to them, however, are all one word. YES! Yes, a being that we once thought nothing more than a myth from Ancient Greece is real, comes from a world known as Equestria – see picture below – and has saved the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter many years ago.
During the war against You-Know-Who, James Potter came to pass in an unfortunate incident with a feral beast that, unfortunately, was described by Albus Dumbledore as "Someone not aligned with Fenrir Greyback." However, while the Headmaster would not disclose further information, did we agree with his reasoning.
Yes, the fact that, shortly after his death, James Potter's body was taken over by a being known as a Draconequus is much more important and while you, my loyal readers, may be frightened by this, did I also get confirmation from both Minister Fudge and Albus Dumbledore that both Dorea and Charlus Potter were well aware of this fact and had both officially and unofficially accepted it. Therefore, the being known as Discord became the Heir of House Potter in 1976 and its Lord in 1980 when Lord Charlus Potter lost the battle against his Dragon Pox disease.

But what does this news mean? For starters, Lord Discord was actually able to disclose information – through Albus Dumbledore as the Lord in question was more interested in reuniting with his long lost son – that has, until now been either unknown, believed different or even a total mystery. And yes, readers, I am talking about Halloween Night 1981.
"Lord Discord believes that, because the clones created to impersonate him and his wife shortly before Halloween night were beings of magic created by a being not from this world, that foreign magic clashed with the Killing Curse. And as great, powerful and dangerous as You-Know-Who – Albus Dumbledore actually said the true name, but we shall not – was, even he is no match for the Lord of Chaos or the Princess of the Night.
So there you have it, folks. Harry Potter was saved by Equestrian Magic on the night he bested You-Know-Who. However, Lord Discord also disclosed the memory of why he and his wife – who, due to her personality, will remain undisclosed – had to leave their infant son behind and in it, we found evidence of something just as utterly unbelievable.

We questioned this and found out that this information could have been disclosed many years ago, but was held secretive from the public for the sake of reorganizing Magical England shortly after the war ended. However, Minister Fudge did state that this news should have been made public, if only to make up for last year's catastrophes.
I am certain, dear readers, that you all remember the Ministerial decision to have Dementors stationed at Hogwarts, due to the escape of "Mass-murderer" Sirius Black. However, the memory shown to us brings information to the table that makes another person – long thought dead – much more worthy for this acronym.
As Lord Discord, Lady Luna and Lord Discord's wife left for the other world, Lord Discord asked what memories Lady Luna had copied and put into the clones that were meant to care for their child in their absence. And it was one particular memory he was most concerned about.
"Of course, what is it that troubles you?" Lady Luna had asked him in the memory and he had answered: "Well, a week ago, I saw a friend of mine, Peter Pettigrew, send my son a traitorous, murderous look and this had been only just after we heard that there could be a spy in our Organization, the Order of the Phoenix."
There you have it, folks. Peter Pettigrew, who supposedly won an Order of Merlin in lieu for his attempt to capture Sirius Black – is actually a traitor to the Cause lead by Albus Dumbledore in his fight against You-Know-Who. And to further prove this, did Lord Discord disclose other information as well.
"The day after Harry was born, Pettigrew came to my home and said: "You know James, I'm really good at wandless, non-verbal magic. It's my specialty. And trust me, his tone spoke volumes of his intent." And after this, it was Albus Dumbledore who delivered the last bit of information that sealed the deal for this reporter.

"It truly saddens me to say this and I will probably take the guilt for this to my grave – whenever that day may come – but for the sake of restoring peace after the war, did I accept Barty Crouch's belief that the evidence surrounding Sirius on the day of his arrest was enough to send him to Azkaban, regardless of his rights to a trial.
The way that Peter Pettigrew betrayed the clones of Lord Discord and his wife is similar to how I betrayed one of my closest allies by condemning him to a fate almost worse than death. I know no words or acts can provide enough evidence of my guilt to ask for forgiveness of either Lord Black or Lord Discord, but I do promise to work my hardest not to fail or betray their son and godson the way I did them all those years ago."
The Minister has also rescinded the Kiss on Sight Order in regards to Sirius Black and has promised Madam Bones – head of the DMLE – a raise in the DMLE budget once the Tri-Wizard Tournament is over to aid her in the new manhunt for Peter Pettigrew, who will more than probably be send to the Veil of Death upon his arrest or trial.
"While we are now 100% of Pettigrew's guilt and while we don't want to make it seem that we are favoring Pettigrew over Lord Black, does the Ministry also not wish to be accused of making the same mistake twice. Barty will be punished accordingly and Azkaban will become warded, so that no non-convicted person can ever become a prisoner there again." These were the Minister's parting words.

In conclusion, folks. Harry Potter is no longer an orphan as his birth parents – Lord Discord and his wife – have been returned to him. The mystery behind the Boy-Who-Lived has been solved at long last. And the hunt for Sirius Black has now become the Hunt for Peter Pettigrew. Though before I could finish up, did I get one leaving statement from a trainee Auror, who goes by the name Tonks. "I am still looking for Sirius, but not officially. I just want my uncle back and hope that I find him somewhere near his godson. Harry deserves that much." And this reporter couldn't agree more with that closing statement.

By now my breakfast has been completely forgotten as I can't believe what I'm reading and so I read it again. And again. And again. And as I read through it a fourth time, does only one thought actually stick with me as I finish it. "I'm free." I whisper, looking at the entrance of the cave, which looks out over Hogwarts.
Then I remember the closing statement from what I know is my favorite cousin's daughter and a second later I want to rush out of the cave in my dog form. Only I get shocked as the entrance actually stops me, an invisible barrier blocking my path and making me bounce back onto the bed before my breakfast starts to light up.
At this I whine as I think: "Can't I share my first meal as a free man with those that matter?" But the light on my breakfast doesn't die down and so I sigh and transform back. Yet while I feel frustrated with the stubbornness of the magic around me, do I also make sure to wolf down my food, wanting to get out of here.

And so, the minute I have swallowed the last gulp of my water, do I let the glass break on the cave floor as I am once again in dog form and rushing out, the entrance this time free for me to rush through. And while I know that the path through Hogsmeade might provide me a quicker entrance, do I rush for the Shack instead.
I scurry and crawl through the small doggy opening I made in it when I took up residence in the year previous and then hurry into and through the tunnel that leads to the Whomping Willow. I only transform back long enough to enchant the Willow into freezing before I am back to rushing out of the other side on four paws.
I run through the castle, not caring who I shock with my form or that I leave a wave of screaming students in my wake as I care only for reaching the Fat Lady, though for different reasons than I did last year around this time. And the fact that that happened exactly three-hundred and sixty-eight days ago doesn't escape me either.
The Fat Lady screams as she sees me approach, but then I hear an elder voice say: "Balderdash." And as I run, do I see Dumbledore standing next to the portrait, the man smiling at me in such a way I realize that he knew I was coming. And while I am not sure if he can see it, do I send him a doggy grin as I rush past him.

I then rush for where I know the Fourth year boy's dormitory is at, yet when I reach it, do I feel great confusion at the fact that I spot five trunks, but only four beds. I transform back and two of the boys scream as I ask: "Where is Harry's bed?" But while I had asked this of Ron, does the red-haired boy shock me as he snarls:
"Why should I know?" And this confuses me as I say: "Because you're friends." Only to get angered as the boy turns his head away and growls: "That freakshow is no friend of mine." Only to yelp as another boy actually hits him over the back of the head and ask: "How about you tone down that ego and explain instead, Weasley?
You're in enough trouble as it is. Do you really want to make it worse by angering a murderer?" But then I smirk and say: "Supposed murderer." The boys all look at me and Ron rolls his eyes as he says: "Yeah, and no one outside this dorm will ever believe that." Yet to this I snap: "Why don't you tell that to today's Daily Prophet?"
And I throw him the rolled up newspaper I had in my hand when I first transformed after finishing my breakfast. The boy is startled and cautiously reads the article at the front page. And his eyes widen the more he reads, inciting the other boys to crowd him and read it over his shoulders. Yet his reaction actually shocks me.

"That stupid serpent willingly gets you your freedom, but he won't give me my friend back? What the heck is wrong with him?" I look at the boy with wide eyes and then one of the boys that has again moved away from him says: "Don't bother with him, Lord Black. He's been like this since Harry got entered into the Tournament."
Yet to this I shout: "SINCE HARRY WHAT?""I knew it! That rotten traitor doesn't care about any of us. He doesn't care about me enough to remain my friend and he doesn't care enough about his own godfather to tell him –." Ron gloats, but then I aim my wand at him and growl: "I was reuniting with my long lost friend, Ronald.
Did that ever occur to you? That maybe Harry didn't want to mar my reunion with people I had thought dead for years with such horrible news? Or that I didn't dare risk to stay long enough for him to have time to tell me this? Did you ever stop being arrogant long enough to think of factors such as that? Cause it doesn't sound like it."

The boy scowls at me and I glare back, but then decide to follow the other boy's advice. And so I turn to the one who gave me the advice and ask: "So, where is my godson?" And the boy motions for the only trunk that isn't set at the foot of a bed and says: "His dad changed the inside into a house for him, his family and their friends.
Hogwarts noticed it and took the bed on Halloween Night. He's been sleeping there ever since. Also, don't anger him too much. He'll turn you into a rat." The boy snaps at the end, sending Ronald a strong look that obviously is meant as a reminder and I think: "He really is being just as traitorous as his former pet."
I then move over to the trunk, but while I do, do I ask: "Say Ron, what do you think of that owl I gave you as compensation for your lost rat?" And the boy snarls: "He's nothing but an annoyance. Couldn't –?" But before he can rant at me, do I coldly say: "Good." And the boy looks at me shocked as I jump into the trunk.

And while I make a bit of a dive, do I land in a room that really proves that my godson's dad is the Lord of Chaos. There are staircases everywhere except for on the floor and while some actually lead to other hallways, open doorways and doors to obvious other rooms, do others seem to start and begin at just a wall.
Yet at the center is one huge table and at it are most of the people – or better said ponies – that I want to see. Yet to my annoyance are the two I want to see most not at the table. "Sirius? What are you doing here? I thought you were staying at the cave to keep from being captured. Did something happen? Is Remus alright?"
Fluttershy/Lily asks and I smile at her as I ask: "Haven't read today's issue of the Daily Prophet yet, have you?" Yet while I wonder how Remus could have gotten his issue early enough to have read it several times before sending it to me, do I throw it at her, having summoned it shortly before I entered the new trunk-house.

The Pegasus reads the article at the front page, her eyes widening as she reads it and both the Alicorn and the other Pegasus come to fly over her shoulder, while the white-furred Unicorn stands just off her side to read as well and when she is done, does she smile at me and ask: "Would you be interested in a celebratory breakfast?"
But I groan at this and say: "Sorry, but the cave I was staying in wouldn't let me leave until I ate. I'm already full thanks to that husband of yours." At this the mare giggles and says: "Can you blame him, really? He knows what you've been through and he did grow to care for you enough to make you his Best Man for his second wedding."
"Exactly, my sweet." A voice says and I see Discord/James actually come down from a staircase that starts and leads nowhere, yet I ignore this because of who it is I am seeing and the man asks: "Harry not up yet?" Fluttershy/Lily shakes her head and says: "He and Rainbow made it a bit late last night, so I let him sleep in.
Plus, the teachers know that he'll probably eat some of his meals here from now on." The being that was once my best friend nods and then turns to me and asks: "So, how do you like the fact that you're free once more, old friend?" And just the fact that he sounds so much like James makes me say: "It feels like utopia. Pure utopia."

The man smirks, but then a panicked voice asks: "Sirius? What are you doing here? Did they find your cave? Are you alright? Are they sending Dementors here?" And the most incredible creature I have ever seen rushes for me. The body of a Pegasus, but with a beak and with one horn and one antler above a lion's mane.
The being is rushing around me, sometimes tripping over his own hooves, but actually regaining his balance before he can fall and continuing the way he circles me, but then Fluttershy/Lily says: "Harry sweetie, nothing's wrong. Sirius came here to deliver us this morning's Daily Prophet. Come read it so you can understand."
And instantly the foal is beside his mother and while his mother holds the paper in a way that really impresses me, seeing her pony hooves, do I hear the being – that I now realize is Harry in his changed form – gasp more and more as he reads and at the end he looks at me for a few seconds before the news apparently sinks in.

"YOU'RE FREE! YOU'RE ACTUALLY FREE! I CAN –!" But then the boy stops, even though he had starting prancing around excitedly and he turns to his parents, many emotions flickering through his eyes. Yet his parents seem to understand his dilemma and Discord/James turns to me, shocking me as he asks:
"You got a home to stay at, Sirius? I mean, we can hardly celebrate Heart's Warming Eve in a trunk now, can we?" And instantly I realize why Harry turned from excited to confused and conflicted so fast before and I turn to my godson with a loving smile before I say: "Discord, surely you haven't forgotten what my family is like?"
And the being laughs before he says: "No, I sure haven't. They still that bad, huh?" To which I turn dark and say: "I shared a tower in Azkaban with three of them. My crazy cousin, her husband and his brother." At this Discord grimaces as he knows who I mean and the other Pegasus asks: "What about this Tonks person mentioned here?"

And instantly I turn excited as I say: "That's a great idea. She's Andy's daughter. You remember Andy, right?" To which Discord laughs and says: "She's actually one of the few people who knew I wasn't James, but she never found out who I actually was. I think it's because I so obviously fought that bastard that she didn't care."
At this I nod as that does sound like the Andy I remember and Fluttershy says: "At the Tonks' it is then. You know, Discord, we should really send out letters to our old friends. See who's still alive and invite them so we can tell them our side of the story." At this Discord nods and then he turns to me and makes my day.

"Would you mind hanging with our friends and keeping an eye on Harry for us, Sirius? With his new form and prats like Ron we'd rather he be kept safe as much as possible. That and we really want to bring the message home that messing with the orphaned hero is off the table permanently." At this I turn to Harry and ask:
"Would you be opposed to a sitter, kiddo?" To which Harry shakes his head and says: "Not at all. This is going to be great. You get to walk the halls a free man again, just like you told me you really wanted to when we were gazing at the castle from near the Willow." And the excitement in his voice makes me smile widely at him.
The boy then trots over to his parents, still slipping every rare step or so, but proving he has been practicing and the way that they give him a warm hug tugs at my heartstrings as it is exactly what I knew his life would have been like had the clones not been betrayed or had these two not been needed in that other fight.
"Now remember, little one. If anyone gives you a hard time, you leave them to Applejack and Rainbow Dash. Sirius, can you make sure Harry heads elsewhere if he encounters anyone who hasn't learned that lesson yet?" At this I nod and with the two Earth Ponies, the Unicorn, Alicorn, Pegasus and my godson, do I leave.

"And remember, practice your magic in class and have fun with it during breaks." I hear Discord shout before I close off the trunk lid and I turn to my godson in question as he says: "My magic has turned into its most wildest and chaotic form now that I have changed. There's nothing really that I can't do, but – it's hard to control."
At this I nod, but then I hear a disbelieving huff to which Harry growls: "And sometimes, it's easy because certain others make me not want to control it. What with them sounding as annoying as a squeaking rat." And this makes Ronald whiten, which to me is only right as I laugh and lead my godson out of the dorm.

Discord's POV

"You think he'll be alright? It's only his second day in his new form, after all. Shouldn't we have gone with him?" My wife asks me, but I smile at her and say: "Absolutely not. We named Sirius godfather for a reason. Besides, you know what happened to the poor fellow. Being around Harry will be good for him, I'm sure."
At this my wife smiles at me and she says: "You're probably right. Though I did realize another problem we might be facing.""Hmm, what's that?" I ask, wondering if she's teasing me or being serious as she has grown better at looking mischievous over the years, but then she instantly proves it's the latter as she says:
"We have no idea who of our friends actually survived the war. There may not have been much time between when we left and when that monster attacked, but – considering his record –." The mare sighs as she keeps quiet after this and I look at her pained, knowing that those four years of war time had been really hard on her.
I move over to sit beside her on the arm of her and wrap my eagle clawed arm around her as I say: "There is a high chance he wiped out half of the friends we made while students here and in the Order." And my wife nods, tears showing in her own eyes as she never really grieved over this possibility after we left.

"I can get Remus here. He could tell us." I mutter at her, hating to see how heartbroken she is over the chance of having lost people she had grown to love and still loved after not having seen them for so long. Yet before my wife can respond, does a gorgeous white bird land on the table in front of us, her brown eyes sympathetic.
"Oh goodness, aren't you just the most beautiful snow owl I have ever seen? Are you Harry's, sweetie?" Fluttershy asks, her eyes lighting up and her pain forgotten, just like it always does when she is around animals and I feel relieved that this intelligent bird came to cheer my wife up in her time of grief as it bobs its head.
It then sticks out an empty claw and I look confused as I say: "Sorry girl, we've got nothing." But the owl glares at me and Fluttershy says: "Of course, you're offering to be the one to send letters to our friends, aren't you? And if we just lie the letters in front of you, you'll pick out the ones that are still alive, am I right?"
The owl bobs its head again in confirmation and I ask: "But Harry only knows of Remus and Sirius. How could you –?" Only to be levelled with a stare that is actually almost more intimidating than the Stare my wife is famous for and I mutter: "Alright, alright. Forget I said anything." And the owl hoots at me as if to say Good.

"Did I just seriously get scolded by an owl? My son's pet, no less? I'll have to talk to Harry about this when he gets back." I think to myself as I snap my fingers and conjure writing equipment for my wife and me. The mare sighs as she realizes the hard task that is about to be upon the both of us and turns to me as she asks:
"What should we tell them?" At which I hum and think: "An apology for lying to them, the confirmation that Minerva and the Potters knew the truth, an explanation as to what made us depart in the first place and an invitation to the Gryffindor common room with the promise that we will guide them somewhere private."

At this my wife nods and starts to write, but then I ask: "So, who's writing to who?" And the mare answers: "I'll write Amelia, Sandra, Alice, Petunia – if only to get her here so I can punish her for how she treated my son – Marlene and Horace – you know, our old Potions teacher." I nod at her, proud of her drive for this and say:
"Good, then I'll write to Kingsley, Frank just to be safe, Remus to see how he's doing now that both of his friends are officially back in his life and to invite him to Potter Manor for Heart's – I mean Christmas, Arcturus to see if the old bat is still alive and why he didn't help Sirius and – huh, who else should I write?"

I ponder this for a few seconds and then hear my wife hiss: "Pettigrew." I look at her shocked and she says: "The only reason you previously feared him was because you worried for Harry. Now that we know that Harry has all the protection available, there is nothing stopping the Lord of Chaos from showing that rat his place.
Write him, invite him and give that monster that killed our clones a preview of what awaits him. And don't forget to mention that we are well-aware that it was him who put our poor little foal in that horrible tournament." I smile at my wife, loving how her protective side brings out a spirit that is so opposite of her usual character.
"You can do a lot with my darling, innocent, beautiful wife, but come between her and her loved ones or hurt them and she becomes scarier than a Cockatrice, a Dragon and a Manticore together. I have taught her well." I think before I start on my own set of letters, once again falling one bit more in love with my Queen of Chaos.


Hey everyone,
So that was a seriously fun chapter to write and a good way to get my spirits up after hearing about the offender. Especially the part of the cave being enchanted to not let Sirius out until he ate his breakfast, I actually snickered as I wrote that. Also, normally I try to keep to either the storyline of the books or the movies, but for this one I am going to mix the two together a little bit.
So while this will follow the storyline of the books mostly – simply because I care even less about GoF the movie than I do GoF the book, so my memory of that movie is vague at best – will I still throw in bits that come from the movies – like Harry reminding Sirius of how badly he wanted to walk the halls a free man.
Next chapter: Applejack and Rainbow get to prove why they are the hard-hitters of the group, Rarity talks down on a very annoying character that made her debut in this part of the HP series and Harry goes through a few more lessons. I won't do Potions yet, but that is because I am still debating how to handle that.
Hope you enjoyed,

Venquine1990
PS. This story is inspired by the works of DisneyFanatic2364. Check out their works, both fanfiction and Youtube.
PPS. Is anyone surprised that a chapter that is special to me is actually about my two favorite characters from both series? Go figure, right?
PPPS. Remember to show your support. To quote Granny Smith in the song "Apples to the Core" "We're here for each other through thick and thin. You're always welcome with your kin" Yes, I know she says "Apple Kin", but I prefer it this way.