Hello! It's been a crazy last few mouths. I just returned to the States from traveling in Australia and it's been hard to get back into a groove. I hope you enjoy this next chapter…***also please note there is light slash*** be warned.

Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns this no matter how much I wish I owned it.

The next few weeks passed by with uncertain boredom for Harry. The only thing keeping his mind off his school work was Quidditch. Even going to Hogsmede had become trite if only because of Melody. He just didn't have it in him to tell the girl that he was only interested in being her friend.

Harry was hiding in the library. It was the only place he could have some peace and quiet. No one bothered him here unless they had a death wish or they were his friends.

"How do you deal with her?" Asked Calix as he slid in next to the open seat beside Harry. "She hasn't stopped looking over here once."

Harry didn't look up as he turned the page in his book. "I think I've come up with a plan to get her to stop liking me."

Calix arched his eyebrow. "You have? Do tell," he drawled.

Instead of answering Harry simply leaned over and planted his lips straight over Calix's. Before Calix could even comprehend what was happening, Harry pulled away and was gone. Calix flushed red and glanced over at Melody who seemed to be in shock. In fact everyone in the library was staring at Calix open mouthed.

Calix inwardly swore then high-tailed it after Harry cursing him all the way. "Hadrian Black! You get back here right now!"

However, Harry only laughed as he speed away from Calix. "No. You'll have to catch me first." He ended up running all the way out of Hogwarts and to the edge of the Black Lake. Harry grinned as he caught his breath and saw Calix running in his direction. "A little slow today Malfoy."

Calix frowned, "you bastard! What was that for?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders, "come on Cal. I was only playing. It's the best way to get Melody to stop pining after me." He batted his eyelashes, "please?"

Calix crossed his arms and turned the other way, "no. You can get someone else to help your hapless love life."

Harry only nudged Calix in the shoulder, "…come on Cal. I know you've had a crush on me. Help me out and I might consider going on a date with you."

Calix blushed, "how…who told you?" He closed his eyes in anger, "I bet it was that swine Matthew? Or worse Rodger? See if I tell them any secrets ever again." Taking a peek over at Harry, Calix inwardly sighed. How could he say no to that face? He sighed, "fine."

Harry perked up, "great. You'll save me loads of-" he trailed off as his eyes caught sight of a brief movement towards the Whomping Willow. His eyes narrowed and just when he was sure he had seen some sort of animal it was gone.

Something was up here. He needed to check something. "Hey Calix. Something has come up so I'll talk later."

He quickly spun around and headed back towards the castle. Calix blinked in slight confusion before he shrugged his shoulders. Harry was weird like that.

Blakely was nervous.

"Hey. Don't worry. We've got this," one of the twins spoke up from beside Blakely. The other one Fred or George nodded. "He's right. Besides Wood has trained us till our backs broke. We can win."

Blakely didn't feel as confident, but he didn't have time because Oliver Wood, captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team turned to face the players. "Okay team. It's a wet one but we won't let that deter us. We can win. The cup is ours."

Katie Bell snorted, "tell that to Hadrian," she muttered under her breath.

Wood narrowed his eyes at her, "what was that?"

Alica Spinnet elbowed Katie who shrugged and didn't say anything. Oliver frowned, shaking his head. "Team…mount your brooms."

Blakely mounted his Nimbus 2000 inwardly shaking. Something just didn't feel right. The door was opened and he had no time to think about it as the team shot out and into the sky. Instantly rain pattered down and Blakely was soaked.

He came to a stop in the air as the Hufflepuff team soared out. Wood and Cedric Diggory shaked hands, Madame Hooch blew the whistle and the game started. Blakely took that as his cue to start looking for the snitch.

Slowly flying around the pitch it was clear that this wouldn't be an easy game. With visibility at a low due to the rain Blakely wasn't sure when he would find the snitch. Gryffindor was in the lead but only by 20 points.

From his vantage point Blakely could see Angelina take a shot at the goal. He let out a small cheer as it soared through above the keeper's head. That done he decided to look around for the snitch when all of a sudden he shivered. It was getting colder and his breath was now visible.

All of a sudden they were there.

Dementors.

Three of them. Gliding towards the stadium.

Blakely was vaguely aware of screaming. The Dementors were closer now and Blakely couldn't stop shivering.

"Take Harry and go! I'll hold them off!"

"No. Please…not my boys. Have mercy."

"You're bad."

Words ran across Blakely's memory and he felt himself being pulled deeper and deeper into the cold. He wasn't sure he could hold on much longer. Blakely couldn't hold on any longer. His hands slipped off his broom and as he closed his eyes he was aware that he was falling but he didn't have the power to cast a spell that would save him. Blakely continued to fall and as the ground grew closer and closer he realized that maybe this was a fitting end for him. His family was better off without him.

He was then vaguely aware of someone running out onto the field with their wand outstretched.

He was vaguely aware of a giant stag that shooed the Dementor's away. Something about that stag made Blakely feel all warm inside. It felt like home.

That was his last thought before something slammed into him and he fell into blackness.

The minute Harry entered the dorms, he went to his trunk and pulled out an old worn out piece of parchment. Tapping it with his wand he muttered the words, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."

Very slowly lines began to form across the parchment until at last the outline of Hogwarts appeared.

Harry narrowed his eyes and scanned the map trying to see if his idea was correct. However to his dismay the tree wasn't included so no luck. Harry swore. He was sure he had seen something.

Eyes widening he reached into his trunk and grabbed his two way mirror. "Dad."

After a few seconds Sirius appeared in the mirror. "What's up pup?"

"I saw something," Harry began. "I think Pettigrew is here."

Instantly the smile slipped off of Sirius's face. "Are you sure?"

Harry nodded. "This is twice I've seen what I'm sure is a rat. The first time was on the first day back and just now I saw a rat near the Whomping Willow. Only you four knew about the secret passage."

"Damn," Sirius muttered. He reached up and brushed his hair off his forehead. "This is bad. Without solid evidence we can't have aurors on the scene and I can't come myself. I have to deal with James." He tapped his chin, "I know. Talk with Remus. If it truly is Peter then you need to be extra careful and watch out for Blakely."

They talked for a few more minutes before Sirius had to leave to take care of things in regards to getting James out of St. Mungo's.

Taking his dad's words to heart Harry went in search of Remus. He found his uncle in his room's looking over piles of papers if the red ink was anything to go by. Remus smiled, "Harry. How can I help you?"

Harry sighed and plopped down into a chair. "I think Pettigrew is here."

Remus growled. "Are you positive?" His eyes were slightly more golden then normal so Harry quickly nodded. "I told dad and he said to tell you. He can't call in the aurors without solid evidence."

Closing his eyes, Remus rubbed his forehead. "This is the worst outcome. He knows all of our secret passages. He could get in the castle at anytime."

"What should we do," Harry asked. He may have appeared calm on the outside but on the inside he was freaking out. He already was in over his head trying to protect Blakely from Dumbledore and their mum.

Harry startled as he felt a warm hand pat his shoulder. He gazed up at Remus who was looking down at Harry with a warm expression. "Don't worry Harry. Just keep doing what you're doing. Blakely is lucky to have a brother like you."

A few days later was the Quidditch game between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. Harry couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen.

Matthew sighed, "I say you are being ridiculous. Nothing is going to happen. Anyone would be crazy to do anything with all the professors there."

Rodger slapped his arm. "Matthew! Don't say that. I think Harry's right. I have a bad feeling. It doesn't help that it's raining cats and dogs out there." He pursed his lips, "Harry's instincts have never been wrong."

Harry tuned the two of them out. His eyes flickered over to Blakely at the lion's table and he could see that his brother was pale and seemed to not be eating. He mulled going over to say something but at that moment Oliver gathered the team and led them out of the great hall.

Once the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff teams had left it was only a matter of time before the rest of the students began trickling out to the stadium. Both Matthew and Rodger got up pausing to make sure that Harry was behind them.

"Merlin's beard," Matthew muttered. "I wouldn't fancy playing in this weather."

Rodger nodded. "Aye. However this will be a prime test of Blakely''s skills as a seeker if he can win in these conditions." Rodger looked around, "where's Calix?"

Harry rubbed his forehead where a headache was beginning to form. "Calix won't be here. He wants an apprenticeship with Snape so he's brewing potions in the basement."

Rodger muttered under his breath, "and why he would want that I will never know."

Harry finally let out a smile. He hit Rodger in the arm, "come on. You know he wants to create potions. We may not like Snape but he is a genius."

Rodger opened his mouth to reply but stopped short as Madame Hooch blew the whistle and the game started. Twenty minutes in and Harry going crazy. Something was about to happen. The game was close with Gryffindor in the lead by ten points.

Just when he couldn't take anymore if possible the rain got even colder. His breath started coming out in gasps and a chill set in his bones. "Damn," Matthew sneezed, "it's so cold. Almost like-" he stopped and looked at both Harry and Rodger who all seemed to realize what was happening.

Suddenly the stands interrupted in screams.

Harry whipped his head around and his heart froze. Blakely was falling. Before he could think he had vaulted himself over the side of the stadium with his wand outstretched. "Expecto Patroum," he bellowed.

A stag burst from his wand and ran towards the Dementors. Stasified that they were taken care of he turned his attention to Blakely. His brother was falling fast and if he didn't do something quick then Harry didn't want to think about the consequences.

He murmured a spell under his breath and jumped into the air with his arms outstretched. Harry collided with Blakely wrapping his arms tightly around his brother. The force of his jump and the wind from the rain threw the both of them several feet and Harry had enough time to turn his body so that he would hit the ground instead of Blakely.

He landed with a grunt. The pain was so intense that he almost bit his tongue but shook it off. However, it might have been a little too much. He was beginning to see stars.

"Mr. Black!"

Harry turned his head slightly to see Professor McGonagall leading the other professor's. "Ahh…Minnie," Harry began. A headache was forming awfully fast. Harry's head fell to the ground, "I think that I might need…" Harry trailed off as his eyes closed and he fell oblivion to the world around him.

Harry next awoke to Calix muttering, "idiot. You go to save your brother only to get hurt yourself." His worried gray eyes met Harry's, "your not a god Harry. Sometimes you have to know when to let other's help."

"But," Harry chewed his lower lip. "He could have died."

Calix closed his eyes, "but Professor's were already heading to help. They could have taken care of it. Remus had to go and take care of Sirius. He wasn't happy."

Harry cringed. Sometimes he forgot how scary his dad could be. He sighed, "you know me Cal…I can't help it. Besides, it was only a dislocated shoulder."

Calix pursed his lips together like he wanted to say something but was refraining from saying it. The door slammed open and none other then Sirius Black stormed in with a stormy look on his face.

"Dad," Harry began. "I can explain."

Sirius shook his head and held up his hand stopping Harry in his tracks. "Hadrian. I know that keeping Blakely safe is important to you but you have to realize that if anything were to happen to you, he would be just as devastated if it were you."

Harry hung his head. "I understand."

A hand ruffled his hair and fingers lifted his chin. "But Remus tells me you did a spectacular piece of magic. He was very impressed. He wasn't aware you could cast the patrounus spell."

Harry grinned, "I've been practicing." Harry grew quiet thinking of his patrounus. It was a stag and he knew that was his father's animgus form.

"James would be so proud of you," Sirius said quietly.

"Where is he," a voice shouted from outside the door. "Where's my son?"

Sirius winced. "Damn. She's here."

The door slammed open again and this time a irate red headed lady stormed in. Lily Potter glared at Sirius, "Black."

"Evans," Sirius murmured back.

"It's Potter," she hissed. "Madame Pomfrey! Where is my son?"

The matron of the infirmary came out of her office with a frown. "Lily. I know you're worried but please remember that this is an infirmary. Do keep quiet." She waved her arm, "Blakely is right over there."

Lily rushed over to Blakely's bed, sitting down on the edge. "My poor baby. Mummy's here. Don't worry."

"Aren't you going to say anything," Sirius drawled.

Lily sneered, "what? Do you expect me to say thanks?"

Sirius raised his eyebrow and pursed his lips. Lily huffed and glanced over at Harry, "thank you."

Harry smiled, "it was no problem…" he trailed off as Lily turned away already done with the conversation. A wince of pain went through Harry at the treatment and he tried not to let it show. Something must have slipped through though because Sirius sighed and reached over to kiss Harry on the forehead.

"I have to go," Sirius murmured. "I'll see you later."

With one last glare at Lily he left the infirmary. Once his dad was gone Madame Pomfrey bustled over. "Alright Mr. Black. You are good to go. Do try and stay out of trouble."

Harry nodded, hopped off his bed and headed for the door. He took one last glance over at Blakely's bed. Lily was leaning over and making sure that Blakely was okay despite Madame Pomfrey telling her that he was fine. For one brief moment Harry wanted to know what it felt like to have a mother fuss over him.

Not for the fist time did he curse Voldemort for tearing apart his family.

He closed his eyes, shaking his head. Voldemort would get his just desserts. And when that time came Harry would stand proud and tall as both a Black and a Potter.

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