Chapter 22

"Quidditch Trials! Quidditch Trials!" was the first thing Harry heard when he woke up. Angelina Johnson was calling everyone who had signed up. Harry jumped up and raced upstairs to get his broom and quidditch robes. Soon enough he was back downs in the main common room with the rest of the team and participants getting ready to go down to the quidditch pitch.

It didn't take long or them all to get down there. Everyone was running on adrenaline since there was no quidditch cup the previous year. Everyone got on their brooms and rose up into the air. Harry secured his brace to the broom and joined them in the air. All his worries left him as he did three laps of the pitch.

When they released the snitch, he gave it a minute's head start and raced after it, catching it in a matter of minutes. Harry looked at the rest of the trial. Ron who was trying for keeper was having a good day. Fred and George were obviously beaters and was accurately defending people from the bludgers. Ginny was amazing she was the best chaser out there and considering Angelina was the captain that's saying something.

Harry didn't want it to end, he was having such a good time but reluctantly they had to stop since the Hufflepuff team had booked the pitch for the afternoon. Angelina called all the participants down to the centre of the quidditch pitch and read out her decisions. "Right then, everyone has done well today, there are some very talented individuals here and you should all be proud of yourselves. So, Ronald Weasley is going to be Keeper…" Ron couldn't contain his excitement and jumped up in the air celebrating "Fred and George Weasley as Beaters. Harry Potter as Seeker. Ginny Weasley, Alecia and myself as chasers. Everyone else, thank you for trailing. You may be called upon if one of our players is unable to compete so stay on standby!" everyone clapped and made heir ay up to the great hall for lunch.

During the afternoon Harry got on with some work but struggled to keep Sirius out of his head. What if h was hurt? He wished there was a way to contact him.

Sirius' Mission

Dumbledore had just left by floo powder leaving him alone in the empty house, the house he had just got back off the ministry because he was a free man. Now the man he most respected was asking the unthinkable, to leave all that he had just got back and risk hurting Harry more than he was already. But if the mission was a success he could prevent his Godson from facing the Dark Lord in the end. He needed to do this, to help Harry and get rid of the man who took everything away from is best friends Son. He took out some parchment and a quill and wrote:

Moony,

Dumbledore has set me a very dangerous mission which could go badly. I will not be able to contact you or Harry in the time I'm gone, not even via mirror. Dumbledore wants me to get close to the Dark Lord, but it is the only hope we must prevent Harry duelling with the Dark Lord. That is the only reason I said yes, I promised James I would protect him.

I don't know where this is going to lead me or what ill must do. I don't understand why he hasn't asked the dungeon bat either. Give the second piece of parchment to Harry if I don't make it back. Do not open it to read it either Moony.

Remember you are not a beast, you are smart individual who I have grown to love. Take care Moony and I will see you soon. But for now. Mischief Managed.

Sirius folded the parchment into four and placed it into an envelope along with the letter he had written for Harry for when he turned of age. Realising he didn't have an owl to send the letters with he decided to go to Diagon Ally to use the postal service. Like he did in the summer he went over to the fireplace, money bag and letters held tightly to his chest he said "Diagon Ally".

The familiar uncomfortable spinning and suction made his stomach flip as he was just about able to stop himself from falling over in the leaky cauldron. It was rather quiet time of day, late afternoon. Sirius went straight to the post office and paid for an owl to deliver the letters urgently. He paid the wizard at the front desk 3 stickles and left without a word.

He went into several stores to prepare all the essentials including a tent, food, water, some potions in case he was hurt or needed to disguise himself. He bought a pen in which he was going to draw the dark mark on his arm it would look just like a tattoo but could be removed by a specific spell. He also went to Olivanders to get his wand fixed.

After finishing his shopping, he flooed back to 12 Grimmauld Place. Worry was overwhelming him. Dumbledore was going to send him the location of the Dark lord in the matter of an hour. Sirius used an undetectable extension charm and a feather light charm on a muggle satchel which he thought suitable. He then spent the nest half hour perfecting the dark mark on his arm. Sirius was always good at drawing, he used to draw banners for the Gryffindor quidditch team and for James. Thinking about his friends hurt so he stopped.

Suddenly the fireplace lit not emerald but a violet flame. Dumbledore's voice echoed through the room taking Sirius by surprise. "Sirius, once you step into the fire you will be transported to the Dark Lords location. Unfortunately, I cannot tell you exactly where it is due to security reasons. I will keep in contact with you since we need to know what is going on. When you see a Phoenix Patronus, whisper or give your findings to it. Understood?" Sirius grunted in reply and stepped into the fireplace. A suction feeling surrounds him and the next minute he was gone leaving Grimmauld place still and abandoned.

Note: Hey guys I know it was a short chapter but the next one will be longer. TR