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[CH 47]-Imprisoned
^Day after Sirius' full recovery^
Harry was waiting for Sirius outside of the hospital room in his wheelchair with all his belongings organized aside the exit. They were suppose to leave the
hospital today, Harry would still have to be careful and take potions once a day to help his organs function more effectively. Harry had really been looking
forward to getting out of St. Mungo's, the nurses and doctors here annoyed him a lot during his stay. They were also very repetitive...
"Don't eat this!"
"You can't do that!"
"You need to rest!"
It was constant ordering, like a bunch of dogs that won't stop barking. Just because of this, he was more than happy to leave. He wasn't sure where he would be
going yet but he does know that it won't be Hogwarts. He had patiently waited for ten minutes but still no sign of Sirius. He glanced at his watch...fifteen
minutes had passed, sixteen, eighteen, twenty, then finally thirty minutes has passed.
"Where is he?!" thought a frustrated Harry.
Just as that thought came to mind, Remus arrived instead. He was soaking wet from head to toe. Harry didn't understand, it was in fact quite sunny outside.
"Unless I've gone blind..."
Remus stopped right in front of Harry. He took out his wand and dried himself instantly. He looked a bit sick but nevertheless smiled at Harry for a split
second.
"Are you alright, Remus?" asked Harry.
"I'm fine," said Remus as he began to grab Harry's things.
"Where's Sirius? And why were you wet?" questioned Harry.
Remus started walking with Harry's things and mentioned for him to follow along.
"What's going on?" asked Harry again.
"I'll tell you later, Harry," said Remus when they had reached the front desk to sign out.
Harry hated when people are keeping secrets from him but he decide to wait for it. Remus received an old moldy tv remote control, he turned back to Harry
who moved back slightly. Remus was surprised.
"Harry, it's just a portkey," said Remus.
With this said, Harry seemed to show even more fear in his eyes, a sweat drop fell from his forehead. Remus approached Harry again.
"Harry, it's ok. Don't worry," he knew it might startle Harry because what happened in the Triwizard Tournament but he wouldn't have thought that he'd be
afraid of it," come on, it'll be quick."
Harry looked a shade of "green".
"Trust me, nothing is going to happen," said Remus reassuringly.
Harry finally touched the portkey along with Remus and they were swept off their feet (at least Remus was). Soon they landed in front of a house. Remus lead
Harry in and told him to get himself comfortable for the moment while he drop off his things. Harry looked around, it was a nice house, kind of old in the
colors but it was cozy. When Remus returned, he sat across from Harry on a sofa near by.
"Harry, sorry for ignoring your question earlier. I-I just-...look...too much has happened this morning. I didn't want to discuss it in the hospital full of people. I'll
just give it too you straight...Sirius has now been taken back," said Remus.
"To what?!" asked Harry.
"...Azkaban," said Remus.
Silence then filled the room.
"Harry..."
He looked up for a second knowing too well that this was the last straw that can make him burst with nothing but despair.
"-they're going to have a trial. We can get Sirius out. I know we will. We just have to convince everyone that he's innocent," said Remus.
"How can we prove that?! Everyone thinks he's guilty all these years and now, we only have one chance to prove that he's not the murderer...it's never easy to
change people's mind of something they have believed for such a long time," said Harry hopelessly.
"I know that it can be hard, very hard Harry but you know that he's innocent. I know that he's innocent. Dumbledore and some other people knows...that he is
innocent. We're not alone in this Harry...believe in the truth and trust that with the cooperation of others, we will prove Sirius' innocence," said Remus.
Harry couldn't stand this anymore!
"Believe?! Believe?!! How can I? It's not just something you can turn on and off. You can't just say believe and then it'll work! The truth doesn't always come
out and there's no denying that. If it always comes out then no one would be punished for something they didn't commit. Sirius would never have been in
Azkaban. Since when have this world listened to the truth? People everywhere believe what they think they saw and heard and not what they know and
sometimes, not even reason! What else can I do? What does anyone expect me to be able to do?! If I testify, people will just think it's because I'm his godson or
that he brainwashed me!"
"Harry, please! No one expect you do anything but be yourself. You will just tell them what you know. There's truth in what you said but not every case is like
that! We need to stay off of the negative side of things. If you don't show that belief as strongly as you really do as Sirius' godson, you might put doubt in
people's mind that he is indeed guilty. Ron and Hermione is coming to see you tomorrow, tell them, I'm sure they can help Sirius too," said Remus.
Remus pad Harry's shoulder lightly and comforted him with the sweet brown glaze from his eyes.
"Are you hungry? It's nearly two, I can make you some late lunch if you want," said Remus and changing the subject.
Harry didn't feel like eating but his growling stomach did. The doctor had told them that he cannot let his stomach go hungry or get too full but the only thing
he was able to eat was low-sodium ones which pretty much mean tasteless food.
"No thanks," said Harry sharply.
*Grawwwwwwwwwwwww*
Harry's stomach reacted as if it could hear Remus.
"I think it's better to take your stomach's word than yours. I'll be back in a second," said Remus and he left toward the kitchen.
Harry was left alone in the living room...with his frightening thoughts. His mind was not a memory lane that is warm and welcoming, instead it was best not to
visit there. He wish he could stop drifting on haunting thoughts, so he decided to turn on the magical tv right in front of him. He grabbed the remote and switch
it on.
"The two p.m. movie, 'A Witches Worth' starring Lofer Evemen will be back after-"
*Swish* [change channel]
"Got milk? Try Botti Berts New Every Flavor Milk! Now featuring FSM, Feet Smelled Milk! Limited offer, while supplies last."
"Eww..."
*Swish* [change channel]
"I can tell when you're out of luck,
I can tell when you really suck.
You always know, I'm there for you
but you're never there when I need you.
You call me when you want a beer,
you tell me when you've killed a deer.
When will you learn that I don't care
about the deer you killed,
or the beer you want.
All I know is I want the old you back.
Come back, come back
so I can love you once again...
See you sit in front of the tv watching a quidditch match
gave me the feeling that something was attached
you act like a child with beer coming out your nose,
If I were you, I would know when to shut my hole.
You don't even try, I'm living one big lie.
I wish I had commit to a normal husband
and not some lousy drunk.
When will you learn that I don't care
about the mess you make,
or the show you watch.
All I know is I want the old you back.
Come back, come back
so I can love you once again..."
"I've got your-what are you watching?" asked Remus as he sat the plate of sandwiches down on the table near by.
"I don't know, just flipping through the channels...," replied Harry.
"You like Aistina Crgulara?" asked Remus who saw the concert on the tv.
"No-I mean, I don't know. I've never heard of her music before until now," said Harry.
"Oh, ok. Just asking...you know your dad and Sirius used to listen to her all the time. They laugh each time they hear her song come up," said Remus smiling.
He took a sandwich in has hands mentioning for Harry to get one too.
"Why?" asked Harry.
"Well ironically, let's just say that they sometimes find that they can relate to the lyrics a lot...and they were when they have a guys night out. They always made
me tag along just to be their designated apparater...to take them both home. Crazy knockers...," said Remus.
Harry couldn't help but to imagine what that was like.
"They must be really wild...," said Harry hesitantly taking a bite of his tasteless sandwich.
"Oh wild isn't a strong enough word. They were more like savage beasts let loose!" said Remus.
After a long afternoon of talking about the time of the 'Murauders," Harry felt a bit better, feeling the happiness that his father and godfather had.
^Later on that day, around 6:30 p.m.^
Dumbledore apparated to Remus' house where him and Harry stayed.
"Albus, how are things?" asked Remus.
"Not what I had hoped. First things first, how's Harry?" asked Dumbledore.
"He's calmed down a bit and he's resting right now. I guess he is a bit tired since we left the hospital this morning said Remus.
"That's good to hear, he needs his rest," said Dumbledore.
"How are things going with Sirius?" asked Remus.
"At the moment, they won't do anything to him until we have the trial. However, he's locked up in one of the worst cells, which is not good. He can easily get
weak again since he had just recovered recently," said Dumbledore in upmost seriousness.
"When will the trial start?"
"They have not decided yet but I'm sure that it won't be long. We have the witnesses that we need but I'm not sure that it will be enough to save him from a yet
to be known death sentence. With the dementors gone, I think they might come up with worst creatures for that place. If we can present hard evidence as well, it
will change a great deal," said Dumbledore.
Dumbledore stopped talking when he heard a creaking sound from the living room. The next moment, a shadow of the shape of a wheelchair appeared and soon
did Harry as well.
"Harry, I hope you've rested well," said Dumbledore.
"I did, thanks Prof..," said Harry.
"Albus, are you going to stay for dinner?" asked Remus.
"I'm afraid I have much to attend to. Maybe on our next encounter," replied Dumbledore.
"Prof., is Sirius ok?" asked Harry.
"I assure you that he is not in any harm for the moment."
"Will I see him again...?"
"Fate has already been chosen. I will do nothing but to the last extant of my powers. Best regards Harry, recover soon."
As Dumbledore turn to leave, he looked at Remus with a goodbye and said to Harry," Don't worry, I have yet to fail those who have been loyal to me," and he aparated.
Harry went back to the living room, his worry for Sirius' security was no dimer than twenty percent. He picked his 'stuff' up and placed it on the table. Remus
had brought the rest of his things from Hogwarts when he fell asleep. Flipping through the things he hadn't seen for a while. Soon, forgotten memories weren't
forgotten any longer...he found an object that his dad gave him from Zonko's headquarter. The same object that was hidden in the room labeled "The
Murauder's Lair," which was filed with nothing but inventions from...
his dad, his godfather,...a friend and the 'hated' one as Harry thought of it. Ironic how events can change a person completely but that's how life is, things
change. Sometime for the better or even worst.
He decided to go upstairs where Remus has made a room for him. He directed his wheelchair up the stairs and also bringing his things, he literally floated up
the steps. Then went into the room he was staying in and dumped his stuff on the bed. He decided to change into something more comfortable. With some
difficulty while changing his pants, something dropped from one of the pocket. It was a letter. The letter that Harry never gotten the courage to read. It was
James' letter.
He bent down to pick it up. It had been in his pocket for the pass week. The condition was of a few wrinkles due to the fact that Harry had been feeling it with his hands and opening the seal barely. On the front of the envelope was the word Harry written in black ink. He didn't know why he was so afraid to fnd out what was written inside. Taking the letter, Harry sat in front of a small desk located on the corner next to the window. He began to break the seal off under the light of the lamp. He slowly pull out the letter out of the envelope. There was instead, two letters inside. Harry unfolded the one on the top and read it silently to himself.
^Did I just do that? Yep...I left you at the most horrible place...cliffhanger! Next chappy - - - James' letter and flashbacks. See ya!^
