Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters.

A/N: Thanks to MaeSilverpaws1, who is beta-ing this story.

Chapter One Hundred Fifteen

Family Attack Part 1

"Dad?" Harry gasped as he got a look at the person with Sirius.

"Harry!" James beamed, and for that one moment he looked like his old self as he walked over to hug his son.

"Sirius?" Remus asked from the doorway where he appeared to be stuck and unable to move away from, his eyes focused on James, and now Harry. "What …? Why is James here?"

"It's nice to feel wanted," James grumbled, as he leaned away from hugging his son, though he keep an arm around Harry as he didn't want to let go yet.

"Are you feeling better?" Remus asked hopeful, there was just something about the way that James was talking that made him hope that somehow James was okay.

"Right now … I feel better than I have in years," James said smiling, "it's nice to get out and have some fresh air and see my family," he added squeezing Harry to him still smiling but as he finished talking there was sadness in his eyes.

"He's still quite mad," Sirius informed the room causing James to look up and glare at him.

"Are you just visiting?" Harry asked his dad, the feel of being held by his dad … in a house that Harry regularly lives in, while his friends surrounded him … was like nothing he had experience before. It was almost like there had been a missing piece he didn't know was gone that had fallen into place making Harry feel more complete.

"I'll be staying here," James assured him. "It's nice to feel wanted," he repeated what he had said to Remus; though this time he was completely serious. Harry answering smile to that statement caused James to hug his son again.

"Sirius, what happened today?" Remus asked, again his eyes were on James and Harry, and he felt happy for them being together. Still, this didn't make any sense to him. "I thought Dumbledore had sent you to …"

"Things went wrong almost immediately," Sirius answered. "Why don't we make lunch and I'll tell you all about it?"

Remus looked at the clock, it was only eleven but he agreed with Sirius's suggested anyways, he could tell that his friend was wary.

"Should we come?" Ron asked as he, Hermione and the rest of the Weasleys stood in the corner not sure if they were invited to this discussion or not.

"Of course," Harry and James said at the same time and then smiled at each other.

Everyone headed down to the kitchen where they sat down at the table, all but Molly, who started making lunch while she listened to Sirius tell them what happened.

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Sirius frowned as he took a sip of the tea, he could feel the many eyes on him and part of him wanted to growl. "This is a lovely house," he tried to sound pleasant.

"Hm," the batty old lady said pressing her lips together, clearly realizing that Sirius wasn't being exactly truthful. "Mr. Tibbles doesn't like you."

Sirius grimaced and looked at the cat in the lady's lap, "I'm not a fan of most cats. Something about being a dog Animagus."

"Hm," the lady said again, seeming to be offended by the thought that he was a dog.

"Dumbledore said that you had a concern, Mrs. Figgs?" Sirius prompted.

The lady looked down at her cat that seemed to give her some type of sign and then said, "It's been unpleasant here for the last day."

"Unpleasant?" Sirius repeated raising an eyebrow.

"Yes," Mrs. Figgs answered nodding her head. "It suddenly got cold last evening … and I couldn't help but think of terrible … miserable things."

"Miserable," Sirius's grimace deepened as he got off of the couch he was sitting on and moved over to the window to look down the street. "Do you know what caused that?" he asked, his mind going to a creature that might be able to effect things as Mrs. Figgs suggest but he didn't want to believe something like that would come here, of all places.

Mrs. Figgs shook her head, "I couldn't see anything, but Mr. Tibbles and Tufty wouldn't go near Privet Dr. with me to make my normal check … I know they sensed that something was there."

"I see," Sirius said still looking down the street towards the house that Harry might have lived in if it wasn't for him and Remus. "I better check to see if I can find the creatures."

"I don't think they're still there," Mrs. Figgs said. "Snowy went over there earlier this morning."

"I'm going to turn into a dog now," Sirius stated and then did as he said. All the cats in the room tensed at the change but, as Sirius had thought, his warning was enough to make them not so wary of him. One of the cats even walked over to him looking at him with cautious eyes. It took a few minutes for the cat to decide that he wasn't trying to trick it and then stood in front of him.

Part Kneazle cats were always more suspicious than Muggle cats but they were easier to communicate with. Sirius was able to get a rough description of the creature that Mrs. Figgs couldn't see but the cats had no trouble with. He turned back into a man and groaned out one word, "Dementors."

Mrs. Figgs's eyes widen and she shuddered. She might not have been able to see the horrible creatures but clearly she knew what they were. "Why were they here?"

"My guess … to find Harry," Sirius said in an angry tone.

Mrs. Figgs nodded her head as if that made perfect sense.

"Dumbledore had you watching this place for the last fourteen years, hasn't he," Sirius said frowning; he had no idea that a batty cat lady had been keeping an eye on Harry's relatives' house, clearly realizing that Harry himself hadn't lived there. He wasn't sure he liked the fact that there had been a person that knew that secret that he hadn't been aware of.

"Not exactly," Mrs. Figgs answered. "Dumbledore had asked me to move here … but things had not gone as he had expected. I was already settled in when Dumbledore told me that my service weren't necessary anymore and I didn't feel like moving again."

"I see," Sirius raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "But you said that you go to Privet Dr. for a normal check, if I'm not mistaking."

"Yes, Dumbledore asked me to keep a closer eye on the Dursleys at the beginning of this summer," Mrs. Figgs said. "He seemed afraid that something might happen here."

"Clearly it was a wise precaution," Sirius said, he could tell she was being honest with him, though he was inclined to have a word or two with Dumbledore when he was done here. Still, he had to make sure the Dementors were no longer around here and that they hadn't caused more damage than making the surrounding neighborhood miserable. "I better go check out the place to make sure everyone is okay."

Sirius didn't wait for any sort of reply as he turned back into a dog and left through the back door. He didn't want to draw too much attention to himself as he investigated the scene and so he thought the dog would give him the chance to sniff around the place. He knew at once that the Dementors weren't still on the street and he was also sure that it really was them that had come to the home where Harry Potter was supposed to be staying. Dementors didn't have a scent as much as they left a distinct sense of fear that Sirius's dog instincts immediately picked up on. The sense was so strong by the time he got to Number Four Privet Dr. that the hairs on Sirius's back stood up on end and he had to fight the urge to run away.

He sniffed around the front lawn and anywhere else he could go to see if he found anything else strange around the house but there were no farther peculiar scents. He then decided to walk over to the window, and went on his hind legs before resting his front paws on the sill, and looked into the house. Though he was trying to see if any of the Dursleys were in there, he also wanted to have a look at the house that might have been Harry's home to see if it was any better than the one that they lived in together. He immediately thought the place looked too clean … too organized and not a place that Harry would have fit in well.

"Get down!" a shrill shout came from behind him and then he saw a woman with a long neck and blonde hair stomp towards him, she obviously just gotten out of her car that seemed to still be running in the driveway. "Shoo … get out of here."

Sirius barked at her, and ran over to the woman that was clearly angry that a dog was in her flower bed, he circled her as she shrieked for him to get away. He had half a mind to continue to circle the woman for a bit longer, finding it amusing but he knew he had a lot of things to do, so he bounded off down the streets, listing to Harry's aunt yell at him.

When he got to an alleyway that was clear of view from any Muggle he transformed back to a man. He was reminded of the spell he had cast with Lily a few months before Harry was born and how that had made it so the boy could live with him instead of his aunt. He thought about how that in some weird way that made the blonde lady that just chased him off her lawn his own relative. He felt sort of glad that she, and probably the rest of the Dursleys, was okay judging by the fact that she had gone shopping for grocery this morning.

He then turned his thoughts to the more disturbing things about his visit to Privet Dr. this morning. The street had been visited by one Dementor at least, though he believed it was really two. He was convinced the only reason why Dementors would come to this street was to find Harry Potter. He was also sure that they must have realized that Harry wasn't here right now, which was not news that Sirius wanted whoever sent the Dementors to find out but there was nothing he could do to stop that from happening.

Then there was the fact that something was sent to Harry's known location, despite the fact that it wasn't really where Harry was staying, it was still dangerous for them to be there. Sirius started to fear that if someone sent people here, then they might send people to Harry's other known associations. His mind suddenly going to his best friend. It was public knowledge that James was at St. Mungo's, which meant that he was an easy target for anyone that wanted to hurt Harry.

He wasn't sure if he was making the right move, but Sirius quickly decided that it was best if he went to go check up on James. He sent a quick Patronus to Dumbledore, telling him everything he learned at Privet Dr. and his plans to check on James and then Disapparated.

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"Let me get this straight. Dementors showed up at Harry's known location, and your first reaction was come and visit me?" James asked.

"Well, I knew that Harry was safe here with Remus and the protection on the house, you were the loose end that I had to check on," Sirius shrugged and then added as Molly handed him a plate of food, "thanks Molly, this looks delicious."

"Loose end, humph," James huffed.

"Hey, it turned out that I had every right to worry about you," Sirius added when he looked back at his friend.

"Yeah," James agreed as he looked thoughtful and sad.

"What happened?" Harry asked, worried about his dad. Had his dad been in danger because of him?

"That's what I was just about to tell you before James so rudely interrupted me," Sirius complained and then frowned when his friend didn't respond to him. "Fine … I'll get on with the story now then."

Original A/N: I'm sorry that I'm ending this chapter here, I didn't mean to do this, but I didn't have as much time to write this week as normal due to work and family issues.