I can do this now without anyone getting angry and defending him. Finally I can show this man with his true nature! Evil laughter And please remember; Sirius Lives!

Harry was laying in his bed that night listening to Sirius snore beside him. The hospital wing was dark and the only light was that of the moon shining through the far window. He couldn't sleep. Too much had happened today. Sirius had shown him the whole of Hogwarts, even the secret passages that he and Harry's father had found. He had gotten to hear a load of stories about the Marauders and their adventures. Harry couldn't wait to go here to learn. Having Remus and Sirius for teachers was great, but it'd be even better if they were teaching him here.

Around 4 that afternoon they had run into the Weasley children, Fred and George were "showing them around". Though that resulted in Molly yelling at the lot of them for blowing up a toilet seat, with the help of Sirius. Harry could still remember her words;

"For the love of Merlin! You're an adult Sirius! You're supposed to set an example!"

"But I did." He said innocently. "I was showing them the proper way to blow up a toilet-"

"Sirius Black!"

Harry smiled to himself. He didn't understand Mrs. Weasley at all. He thought that Sirius had taught them something very useful. Well...humorous anyway. But the whole day hadn't been fun. They had run into Snape of all people near the dungeons. When Sirius had asked rather rudely what he was doing there he had replied;

"As I work here...I can come and go to my office as I please Black."

Sirius didn't seem to like this answer very much, but being surrounded by kids, he didn't think it a good thing to get into a hexing match just then. He had taken them up to the Great Hall where they had eaten dinner with Dumbledore and a few other teachers that were staying for the summer holiday. It would be over soon, summer, just a couple more weeks. Then Remus would be gone from the house, he taught Defence Against the Dark Arts here, and Sirius would be even busier. The Weasley's were returning to their home at that time too so Harry would be alone. Not that he minded, he was use to it after all, he had lived with the Dursley's for 5 years.

Just as he rolled over he heard a voice he hadn't heard since Sirius had taken him to Diagon Alley. A cold, curt voice that echoed slightly in the stone halls. Harry sat up quickly, his young mind wondering what that man could be doing here, from what Sirius and Remus had said he was one of them. A Death Eater. The voice was growing fainter, but whomever he was talking too, they weren't talking back. Harry looked around the room everyone was asleep. Sirius was sprawled on his back, a bit of drool hanging out of the corner of his mouth, Remus was laying on his side muttering about some incantation or another, while Ron looked like he was in an eternal battle with his blankets. He slid out of his bed, bare feet meeting the cold stone floor, and looked to Molly. She was sound asleep next to her husband.

Curiosity was overwhelming him and he made for the door. Nothing could happen to him here, he was at Hogwarts after all. Sirius had spent the whole day saying how safe it was. So he moved quickly across the floor, barely making a sound as he reached the door, and edged out. Once in the hall it was much darker. He knew he was on the fourth floor and the voice sounded as though it was moving down. He turned obediently to the left and headed for the stairs. He was running slightly, though with as lightweight as he was, the slapping of his small feet was barely noticeable. He descended the stairs quickly and caught the voice again. They were still moving.

Following as far back as he could with out losing them Harry tried to hear what they were saying. Unfortunately he could not and even more unfortunate, he found himself in the dungeons. He hadn't liked this part of the castle, it gave him the creeps, and he was even more creeped at the fact that Snape might be down here. He turned the corner and saw the familiar long white hair turn into a room. Harry edged along the wall and stopped by the archway to listen.

"Why have you come here?" Snape's voice sounded furious. "Do you have any idea what you could be jeopardizing?"

"He sent me here Severus." The cold voice responded. "He wanted to know if you have it yet."

"If I had it, would I be here?" Someone sat down. "There are many protections around it."

"Are you speaking of Albus Dumbledore?"

"Not only him. There is also the matter of the boy. I believe there are more protections around him than the object."

"We need both Severus." Someone else sat down. "I would like to help, if I may." There was a silence.

"How does he feel about this?"

"It was his idea. You see I have many contacts in the Ministry and you have many here. I can get closer to it, while you get closer to the boy. You won't have to split your priorities." There was another silence in which Harry noticed that his scar was starting to burn slightly.

"That could take some time with that guard dog around him." Snape sounded bitter.

"Then get rid of the dog."

"Lucius..." Snape sounded a little colder. "How do I get rid of him while he is Albus's lap dog?"

"You are a Potions Master, are you not? You have access to poisons, to his home, simply-"

"Poisons can be detected." Snape said shortly. "I will have to use one that can not be traced, even by Dumbledore."

"By the look on your face I am guessing that you have been wanting to kill Black for a long time." Lucius sounded very amused. Harry's heart stopped. No...No way. Snape was going to try and kill Sirius? But, Dumbledore trusted Snape! He had been teaching here for five years, he made those potions for Remus, how could he... The pain in his scar was building as he heard the scraping of chairs.

"I should go then. It's getting very late, and if I were to be seen here, especially in the light of current events..." His sentence trailed and Harry panicked. He had to get out of site. If he were found by one of them he'd be dead. He looked around quickly; a suit of armour was half-concealed in shadow. He sprinted to it, his scar flaring as he passed the slightly ajar door. He stumbled, landing behind it in the darkness. A green flash lit the stone flagged floor as Harry grabbed his head and fought the urge to scream. A single set of footsteps echoed down the hall and out of earshot but Harry couldn't hear them...all he could see was a dark meadow, someone was standing there, a great ugly snake circling his feet, as his long black robes billowed in the wind. A man with long white hair was bowing before him, then a laugh, the most evil laughter Harry had ever heard in his life shattered the silent night air, and Harry scrambled to his feet. The pain lessened slightly as he fell back against the wall.

He was sweaty, shaking, and scared. What was he going to do? Snape was going to poison Sirius! Lucius was going after something in the Ministry and Voldemort knew. He knew and he was happy...at least that's what Harry thought he saw. He couldn't move yet...he had tried but his feet were rooted to the spot. He felt completely helpless as he stood against the wall, the hammering of his heart as loud as Voldemort's laughter had been. He wasn't breathing; he was too scared to take a breath. They were after him, and Sirius...he had to move. He jerked slightly and stumbled forward, then started to run down the hall flat out. His footsteps much louder than previously as he felt hot tears in his eyes. He wiped them away furiously as he hurtled up the stairs.

His small lungs were screaming in objection as the cool air entered them violently. Harry ignored them and the stitches in his side as he reached the fourth floor. He slammed the door open and ran for Sirius's bed.

"Sirius!" Harry shouted grabbing the man's arm. The shout had woken everyone in the room, but he grab had scared the living daylights out of Sirius, who had jumped a foot. "Sirius, they're going to kill you! He said that! He was talking to that man you hate and-"

"Whoa, calm down Harry." Sirius said getting his baring straight. He looked into the panicked face of his Godson and felt a pang in his heart. "What is it, what's wrong?" Harry was unaware of everyone else watching him as he started to speak quickly.

"Snape's going to poison you!" He nearly shouted. "And that man you hate! Lucius, he's after something in the Ministry, and the Snake-man- then me! The bad men-!"

"What?" Sirius looked confused and shocked. Remus smiled gently and set his hand on Harry's shoulder.

"It was just a bad dream Harry. No one's going to kill Sirius."

"It wasn't a bad dream!" Harry looked into Remus's golden eyes pleadingly. "I was there! I heard Lucius talking in the hall, I followed. I was in the dungeons; he and Snape were talking!"

"What is going on in here?" Dumbledore was standing in the door. "Why are all the children awake at such an hour? And why does Harry look so distressed?"

"He had a nightmare, Professor." Remus started but Harry interrupted him.

"No! The bad men were here! I heard them talking! They're going to hurt Sirius!"

"What bad men Harry?" Dumbledore suddenly seemed to be completely alert. "Who's going to hurt Sirius?"

"Snape!" Harry shouted feeling very frustrated as more tears came to his eyes. "He was talking with the bad man! They were trying to get something from the Ministry! They said Sirius was in the way, that Snape should poison him, then they'd be able to get me! That Lucius would get the thing in the Ministry because of his contacts! My scar hurt, I saw the Snake-man laughing-"

"Calm down Harry." Dumbledore said gently setting his hands on Harry's shoulders. He was still shaking as tears continued to shine in his eyes. "Snape and Lucius were in the dungeons?"

"Yes! They-"

"Just nod or shake your head please. Poppy, would you mind getting a calming potion?"

"Of course Headmaster." The Weasley's were watching Molly looked very worried but Arthur looked attentive.

"Now, Snape and Lucius were in the dungeons?" Harry nodded. "And they were talking about killing Sirius?" Harry nodded again. "Lucius said that he would get something from the Ministry?" Nod. "And Snape was going to get rid of Sirius." Nod. "Alright." Dumbledore stood. Everyone was watching him. "Please drink that Harry." He said. Harry drank what Poppy offered him then looked back to Dumbledore.

"Good. Now...you said your scar hurt? What did you see, you may speak now."

"I saw the Snake-"

"Voldemort Harry."

"I saw Voldemort...he was standing in a field. Lucius was bowing to him, then he started to laugh..." Harry shuddered slightly.

"Is that all?" Harry nodded. "He also mentioned you? What about you?"

"Lucius said he-Voldemort-needed it, but he also needed me. Snape said that there was a guard-dog problem." Harry took a deep breath because he felt panic rising in his chest again. "Then Lucius said to get rid of the problem..." Harry looked back to Sirius worried.

"Don't look at me like that kiddo. There's no way Snape could so much as jinx me, let alone kill me." Sirius set his hand on Harry's head. "No worries alright?" He smiled slightly. Harry merely watched him.

"Dumbledore?" Molly whispered. "What do you think?"

"I am not sure what to think. There are many pieces to this puzzle that many of you can not see." He looked back to Harry. "Harry...I would like you to come with me please." Harry got out of Sirius bed and stood next to him.

"I think the rest of you should go back to bed. Sirius, Remus, there's no need to worry. I assure you I will take good care of him." He smiled slightly and left the Hospital wing, Harry on his heels.

"What was that all about?" Charlie asked his parents.

"Well if you have an idea..." Arthur started. "Remus? Sirius, what do you think."

"I think Snape's going to get more than he bargained for if he gets within hexing distance of Harry." Sirius growled. "I kill-"

"Sirius!" Molly snapped. "We don't really know what's going on. Surely Professor Snape isn't on His side."

"You don't know Snape." Sirius sighed running his hand through his hair.

"But...Harry was dreaming right?" Ron asked.

"Go back to bed dears." Molly said. "All of you. Arthur?"

"We'll talk down stairs, Poppy if you could-"

"Not to worry. I'll watch over them." And they left the hospital room. Meanwhile in the Headmaster's office...

Harry was sitting in a chair facing Dumbledore's desk. There was a large stone thing sitting on it. Dumbledore himself was standing in front of Harry with his wand out.

"Harry...I want you to think about everything that happened tonight, starting when you first heard Lucius, alright?" Harry nodded and closed his eyes. He felt the tip of Dumbledore's wand touch the side of his head, then a strange feeling, he opened his eyes. The tip of Dumbledore's wand had what looked like a silvery hair twirled around it.

"What is that?"

"Your thought. It is your memory of tonight." He dipped it into the stone basin. "This is called a Pensive Harry. We will be able to visit your memory this way. It is not that I do not trust you, it is merely a way to hear everything that happened, as you were too distressed to remember all of it. Please stand Harry." Harry stood, but he was barely taller than the desk. Albus smiled gently.

"This will not do." He picked Harry up from under his arms and set him on the desk. "Much better. Now...Harry I want you to lean over the Pensive, allow your face to enter the liquid, don't worry I'll be right behind you." Harry did as he was told. The liquid was cold, then suddenly he was moving. He stumbled and looked around. He gasped. He was in the hospital wing again, but he was still in bed!

"Now." Said Dumbledore's voice. Harry looked back at him. "We shall follow you." He smiled gently and set his hand on Harry's shoulder and waited...

A long one! Notice I let him keep his brains! My Dumbledore's not dumb! Anyway, hope you liked! Sirius Lives! And he's MINE!

Chapter 13: Now back at Sirius's house, Harry is keeping a very close watch on his Godfather, so close in fact, that he isn't paying attention to what's going on around himself...