Sirius was desperate, he was trying to remember the bloody password, to tell him where Harry had gone. He never thought he'd say this before, but he wished he had listened to his parents, more when they were alive. Orion had disinherited him, but he knew the man had told him, and so had his mother in her last years of life. He knew he was going to have to go and speak to the painting, as much as he tried to avoid it, and hope the painting was in a helpful mood. The painting was made when his parents were alive, so they had their essence, and memories in them. His father's was asleep, in one of the halls, his mother's not so much. He hoped for the sake of her beloved grandson, she would be helpful.

Remus was growing anxious, he was scared for his nephew, and worried about his husband. Severus would freak when he learned his son was missing, and Remus prayed they could find answers, before they had to tell him.

Sirius was still looking when the floo flared to life. "Alastor? What are you doing?"

Moody looked up. "I have a feeling you're looking for someone."

Remus stopped pacing. "You know where Harry is?"

Moody nodded. "Sitting right behind me, pretty shaken, and not talking though."

Sirius was confused. "How did he get there? We were there when he took the floo."

Moody promised an explanation, when they got there, and stepped out. Sirius of course could floo into work, and so could have Harry. There were only a handful of private floo in the ministry. The minister had one, Amelia had one, and the head of the aurors had one. Anyone who tried to use it though, other than who were authorized, got caught in a trap spell. It was a safety precaution, from the time of the war. They didn't want an auror's house to be taken over, and them be able to floo in, and attack. Harry could have gone to the auror department, but they would have seen him, when they left. There was no way they wouldn't have.

Sirius opened the auror floo, with a password, to allow Remus to come with him and not be trapped. They were both anxious, and ignoring any looks, headed straight for Alastor's office. There were two fireplaces in their offices, the one in Alastor's office, only he himself could use.

Sure enough Sirius spotted his nephew curled up in a chair in front of the desk. "Harry, thank Merlin."

Harry looked up at his Uncle, well at Remus and then back. "Is he the real one?"

Sirius kissed his nephew on the head. "I promise he is the real one. It was James who was in my house. I'm so glad you knew he was a fake."

Harry looked at Moony. "He said he didn't want me, he hated sharing my Papa. But grandmother's painting was not screaming at him."

Remus looked at Moody. "There must be something you can do? He is not supposed to have any contact with Harry."

Moody nodded. "I will send an auror to arrest him. Right now it will only be for trespassing, but it won't look good for him in court."

The man was already in trouble, he should have known when he went to court, for Harry. All of Harry's memories would be shown, and though he likely would not face prison, he was looking at losing Liam for the summer. There was no proof he planned to kidnap Harry, and they had a feeling he hadn't, his plans more had to do with what Harry heard. They assumed he was trying to hurt Harry, make him think his Uncle Moony didn't want him, so he'd tell the courts he wanted to go back to the Potters instead. It worried Remus, if Harry had not noticed about the painting, if he would have believed it. Harry had such insecurities before, about Uncle Moony hating him, because he was Papa's son with another man.

Sirius sunk down next to his nephew, relieved he was safe, and that James just ensured he would never get Harry. He was relieved too Harry was a true little Black, and he had the brains to know that was not Remus. Some good had come of him having to stay there that summer.

Remus knelt. "Harry you know I would never have said, or believed, that stuff. I love you, you are as much my son in my heart, as your Papa's."

Harry looked up with tears in his eyes. "Really? I'd understand, it would be okay, if not. I know…."

Remus kissed his head. "You know I always wanted to be a dad, always. You are such a blessing, I love you, I will always want you, always."

Harry went into his arms. "I love you too Uncle Moony."

Harry needed to remember, Uncle Moony loved him from the day he was born, even when he was just an honorary nephew. He had been the one fighting to get custody of Harry, to give him a proper home, for years. Harry had worried finding out he was Severus' son changed that, but it hadn't, well not for the worst at least. All it had done was prove Remus was even more right, and make him more determined, to get Harry.

Sirius had to ask finally. "Harry how did you get here? Where did you go?"

Harry had no idea where to go, he thought of home, well to Liam. It wasn't home, he was not really welcome there, but his brother was there. But he was scared, he was scared daddy would keep him, and not let him go home. He heard the man, whoever it was that looked like Uncle Moony, but was not Uncle Moony, trying to come into the room. He needed to get out of here; Kreacher would not keep the man at bay long.

Harry finally did the only thing that came to mind, in not knowing how to go to school, or Papa's home. He thought of the twins for a moment, but he did not have time to ask permission to come through, and wasn't sure if they were home. He went to the ministry instead.

He stumbled out into the atrium and he looked around at all of the people. "Where do I go?"

A man was passing his way and stopped. "Are you lost young man? Children should not be wandering around here."

Harry pulled back from him. "I'm not lost….I'm…"

The man noticed he had no badge on. "I am taking you to security, get you straightened out. We can't have you wandering around."

Harry followed the man. "Okay."

A security man looked him up and down. "Who are you? And what is your business here?"

Harry pulled away from him. "I am looking for my Uncle, Sirius Black. He is an auror here."

The man looked him up and down, as if not sure if to believe him. Harry was not sure the man knew who his Uncle was, the security guards were not aurors of course, but he could contact his Uncle's office. His uncle should be there, or so he hoped, he was not sure if he was on street work though. But there were others in the department, he tried to remember his Uncle's boss' name, but all he remembered was his nickname. He knew he should have gone to the hospital; Andromeda worked there, his Aunt. He hadn't known the name of the Tonks' house, to try and go there.

The man used a spell, that worked like a muggle phone, to contact the office. Harry held his breath, praying his Uncle was still there; unaware his Uncles were passing him as he was. The man did not look impressed when he turned back to Harry.

He sneered down at Harry. "Your so called Uncle is on leave all summer I have been informed. Perhaps we should take you to social services."

Harry shook his head. "No, he is supposed to be on leave, but he came into work. Ask his boss, his boss Mad Eye, he knows me."

The man motioned to one of his colleagues. "Take him to social services. I assume his so called Uncle is likely drinking in some bar."

Harry jerked away from him. "Lucius Malfoy or Arthur Weasley, please one of them has to be here, please. They are family."

The man looked ready to protest but his partner added. "If he is Lord Malfoy's family, you might lose your job if you don't call him."

Harry let out a sigh of relief, he remembered Draco saying, his daddy had an office here at the ministry. He also knew the twins' dad worked here, and though maybe he was exaggerating a bit, he knew the man was family. Sirius showed him the family tree, and the burned out people, told him both the twins' parents were on there. It seemed his Uncle was not in his office either, Lucius, but Arthur arrived. He looked quite confused though about what he was doing there.

Arthur looked at Harry, he had never met the child, but he knew enough from the twins. He was surprised to see him here, and could tell how shaken he was, and wondered what was going on. The twins had told him about the family drama.

The security guard pointed. "This child claims he is Auror Black's nephew, why he was wandering around. But the man is on leave."

Arthur nodded. "This is Harry Potter, Lord Black, Auror Black's nephew not to mention Lord Malfoy's as well."

The man suddenly went pale. "We checked with the office, they said the man was not here. Children are not meant to be wandering."

Harry looked at Mr. Weasley. "I knew my Uncle was supposed to be at work. I need to see his boss if he isn't here, please."

Arthur took charge of him, and led him through the ministry, to the elevator. He told Harry the full name of his house, so if Harry ever needed to floo, he would not need to ask permission to come through. Harry told him little, as there were people around, but enough. He was ushered through the auror department, and into the office of Mad Eye, who was shocked to see him.

The man motioned Harry to sit. "Your Uncles left not long ago. I will contact them, and tell them you're here."

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