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Chapter 27 -

"I have to thank you," Remus said as he and Harry were sat together in Remus's office which was connected to his classroom. "Sarah was quite upset when she had discovered that Rowan had snuck out when she had gone to sleep. She's almost scared to take another nap and risk him doing it again. Thank you for looking after him and returning him."

"It's not a problem at all, Remus." Harry responded, "I find the boy to be quite...I'm not entirely sure what word I am looking for..." Harry admitted. "...well...he's not irritating, which immediately puts him above a great many people I've met in this school."

"I'm sure," Remus said with an amused chuckle as he sipped on some tea, he had offered Harry some earlier but the younger wizard had refused. "he is of course incredibly happy about being allowed to spend more time with his 'Uncle Harry'."

"Why wouldn't he be excited about that?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm just saying," Remus said with a small sigh. "honestly, sometimes I feel like he likes you more than he likes me. I would not be surprised if that was actually the case."

"Relax, you're still his father." Harry said with an amused snort. "I would like to believe that I am more like the cool older brother or the fun uncle." Harry responded.

"Well...you are his godfather." Remus reminded him.

"Yes, yes, I know." Harry rolled his eyes. "Don't worry, it's not something that I will just forget. I'm not going to forget something important like that when I can still remember Bellatrix's favourite colour."

"What is her favourite colour?" Remus asked in a curious voice.

"Periwinkle blue, suprisingly enough." Harry replied.

"Really?" Remus blinked as he gave him a small look of disbelief. "Not scarlet red or something like that?"

"Scarlet red is her third favourite colour." Harry told him.

"What's the second?" Remus asked.

"The colour 'mauve'." Harry answered.

"Mauve?" Remus repeated. "Is...isn't that just light purple?" He asked.

"Don't say that," Harry said with a small headshake. "Bellatrix takes her favourite colours seriously and will most likely try to kill you if you refer to it as anything other than mauve. Anyway, back to your kid, don't worry if he comes to the Slytherin common room again - though obviously next time he should have an adult or older student escort him there - he'll be welcome there."

"Really?" Remus raised an eyebrow.

"Well...I'm welcoming him there and therefore the other Slytherin students will welcome him there unless they wish for me to show them what it's like to be split in half yet not die." Harry replied with a small shrug. "The only real person who can and will complain would be Snape, but as long as he doesn't find out it will be fine."

"I am..." Remus paused and coughed.

"What?" Harry asked.

"...Rather...surprised that Severus still remains in the land of the living." Remus finished.

"Understandable," Harry said with a small sigh. "I will admit that it is highly tempting to grab Snape, torture him for several days until he is at the point where he's only a step away from death, heal him up and then repeat before I grind his bones into ash. However, that's not the plan. Snape will pay, but he'll pay properly when the time comes."

"What of Miss Granger?" Remus asked with a small frown.

"Well..." Harry paused for a couple of seconds. "my initial thought was to just remove her head from her shoulders but unfortunately she is still just a young witch and I can understand why she's made the choices that she has made. Which leaves me with two options."

"Which would be?"

"Either she gets that brain she apparently has and uses it and decides to become part of the new world that's coming, and then she can live a long and even happy life."

"And if she doesn't?"

"Then she joins the rest of the weeds that I will rip out," Harry simply said as he gave Remus a shrug. "everyone else who won't come to my new world will join her."

"You know if you keep talking like that then someone might start calling you evil." Remus said in a dry voice as he sipped on his tea again.

"I don't care for the sheep's definition of evil." Harry said in a dismissive voice. "They can call whatever they want evil, there's only one opinion that counts."

"Your?" Remus asked.

"Close, but no." Harry shook his head. "Anyway, how's your boggart doing?" Harry asked.

"It's frightened and it is now refusing to come out," Remus answered, it was rather obvious that Harry wanted a change in topic and he was not going to argue and risk upsetting the wizard who could probably bring down this castle on his own if he wanted. "I even tried encouraging it out with food."

"How did that go?" Harry asked with a small laugh.

"Horribly," Remus said, shooting Harry a small glare. "I had to go and find another boggart, thankfully I was able to. I'm sure you'll understand that I have no desire to let you near it."

"Completely understand." Harry said, holding his hands up in mock surrender.

"Good." Remus nodded. "Now, I suppose it would be fairly accurate for me to say that the rumours and stories of your encounter with the boggart are currently circling the school?" He asked.

"It is spreading like wild fire, more like wild fiendfyre if I am being honest," Harry confirmed with a small nod. "Isabella was quite amused, so was Bellatrix and the others when I told them about it."

"You know that that is likely to bring you to the attention of a certain meddling old individual?" Remus asked.

"I'm aware," Harry said with a smirk. "that's exactly what I wanted."

"Truly?"

"Yeah, I'm speeding up my plans." Harry replied.

"I thought you wanted to wait until your sixth year at least?"

"I did, at first," Harry responded before he looked down at his hand. "but I've changed my mind. My powers...I can feel them growing stronger each day, it'll only be a year, maybe two at the most, before I reach full power."

"And what then?"

"And then..." Harry paused and took a deep breath. "...I will finally be able to complete my mission."

"What do you plan to do after that?" Remus asked in a quiet voice.

"Then...then next is mother's mission." Harry answered. "Luckily I already have a head start on that."

"Wow, this place is beautiful." Isabella said as she and the Slytherin's came to the lovely little village next to Hogwarts that students were allowed to visit if they were third years or older. Hogsmeade was a picturesque little village of cottages and shops, with enchanted candles hanging in the trees during the holidays. The place was covered in snow and ice, beautiful was an understatement.

"I'm surprised that you were allowed to go." Blaise said to Harry. "Did you give a permission slip in? I mean...don't get me wrong, I get the whole nothing stops you if you don't want it to but you're also acting as a model students so you've clearly not just snuck out, right?"

"You are indeed right, Blaise." Harry nodded. "And I did actually give a permission slip in."

"I didn't know that you had a guardian." Theo replied.

"I do, I was able to discreetly arrange one without letting the whole wizarding world know that Harry Potter was looking for a magical guardian." Harry said with a smirk, honestly it was saying something when arranging for something like this to be held privately was the most difficult thing that Harry had done in this year so far.

"Who is your guardian?" Draco asked.

"Your mother." Harry answered.

"Wait...what?" Draco blinked.

"Oh yes," Harry nodded. "I wasn't about to let your father become my guardian, even if he is practically my house elf at this point, the man's an idiot. Your mother on the other hand is a smart and beautiful woman. She's also pureblood which satisfies the blood obsessed idiots, she's rich which pleases the money obsessed idiots, plus she's hot which pleases the horny young idiots. Plus that adds to her milf appeal."

"That's my mum," Draco complained. "it's bad enough that I already have a general idea about what you lot do, can you not tell me more please?"

"In that case you probably don't want to hear about what he did with her the last night before we left for Hogwarts?" Isabella asked in a sweetly innocent voice. "Because it involved scented candles, silk ties, a memory foam mattress, a bottle of wine and..."

"La-la, la-la, la!" Draco cut her off as he shoved his fingers into his ear. "La-la, la-la, la! I'm not listening! I'm not listening! I'm listening to you!" He chanted repeatedly. Isabella rolled her eyes before she pulled out her wand, she gave it a few waves and created a small sign.

"Hey, Draco," Isabella smirked. "read this." She said before she shoved it in front of his eyes. The direction of Draco's gaze shifted to the sign before he could stop himself and he was unfortunate enough to skim over a list of things that he was correctly guessing had been done to his mother by Harry.

"I hate you!" Draco glared at her after removing his fingers, he snatched the sign from her and ripped it into shreds before he shot her one last glare. "Anyway," He said after a small huff. "what are we going to do first?" He asked.

"I don't know, let's just go around and visit whichever shop we feel like." Daphne shrugged.

"Oh, my lord, while we do that you might want to go to the 'Three Broomsticks'." Blaise advised Harry.

"Pardon?" Harry asked.

"The 'Three Broomsticks'," Blaise repeated. "it's a popular inn and pub. Everyone goes there, the food and drinks are really nice."

"I know what the Three Broomsticks is, Blaise." Harry said with a small roll of his eyes. "What I am not entirely sure on is why you are advising me to go there."

"Well, my lord," Blaise began speaking in a quieter voice, one that was just loud enough for Harry and his friends to hear. "part of the reason why the Three Broomsticks is so popular is because of Madam Rosemerta. She is basically the owner of the pub and she works there nearly every day. She's supposed to be a real beauty, 'very curvy' from what I've heard. I know that several blokes in our year alone fancy her. From what I've heard she's got quite big...you know..." Blaise trailed off and made a grabbing gesture towards his chest.

"Blaise, honestly, there's more to a woman than just her chest." Harry rolled his eyes.

"Sorry," Blaise apologised. "I just thought that you liked them big."

"I'm a man of taste, Blaise." Harry responded. "I like them any size." He added with a shrug. "Still, thanks for the tip." Harry added before he reached into his clothes and pulled out a sack of gold. "Here you are, as thanks, have a sack o' gold." Harry dropped it in Blaise's hands before he walked off from the group so he could head to the Three Broomsticks.

"Cool, a sack o' gold." Blaise grinned, he turned to the others, only to see the girls glaring at him. "What?" He asked.

"You've not won any favours with that tit conversation." Theo told him.

"But Harry was part of it!" Blaise pointed out.

"Yeah, but we both know they wouldn't do anything to him, you on the other hand are fair game." Draco replied.

Sirius Black licked his dry lips as he slowly and carefully - let's not forget quietly - walked up the staircases with a knife in his hands, he really hoped that they didn't move like they would do when he was a kid. He still remembered bits and pieces of regular, average days of his childhood where he and his three best friends could have just wasted a day away and just play games, chase girls, watch as James made a fool out of himself while trying (and failing) to impress Evans and just generally do whatever they wanted.

Those were undoubtedly the best years of his life, and not just because he was able to spend months at a time away from his bloody insane harpy of a mother. He wished with all of his heart that time would rewind, he wished that time would just rewind and he would still remember the future so he could change it and make sure that he wouldn't have to spend years and years in Azkaban. To be honest, he wasn't even sure how long he had spent in there, in fact he wasn't even a hundred percent sure that he wasn't still in there and that this wasn't some very realistic dream.

He blames himself for at least a great part of why everything had gone tits up, but he also knew that a great reason why was because of Pettigrew, that rat bastard. If Pettigrew had gotten captured and tortured by a death eater then Sirius could have forgiven him, hell he'd probably even understand, the death eaters were cruel and inventive bastards after all. But Pettigrew hadn't been captured or tortured or forced to betray James and Lily, he had willingly chosen to go to the dark lord.

And then the little squeaky fucker had the balls to actually frame him! But now...now Sirius was going to fix everything, he was going to take this knife and gut Pettigrew and then he was going to spit in the traitor's face and stab him again.

A small and evil grin appeared on Sirius's face as he nearly reached the final step, thankfully the portraits seemed to be asleep, he had to do his best to not wake them up. He had just reached the top of the final step when suddenly he felt his body freeze, as if he had just been hit by a body bind.

"Oh Sirius," He heard someone speak in a disappointed voice. "such a disappointment." The voice said. He looked up and came across a pair of glowing green eyes.

A.N: Hi guys, hope you liked the chapter. I'm doing my best to not rush this story to the end and make it long enough to tie everything together but I am honestly really looking forward to finishing it just so I can quickly put up a vote on pat-reon for my next story, I have so many ideas in my head. Here's just a few:

1) A HP/Avatar the last Airbender crossover where Harry is the only other person besides Aang who can bend all four elements and was raised in the fire nation. Paired with Azula

2) A godofwar/Avengers crossover

3) A Batman/Avengers crossover

4) Vampire/Werewolf Harry

5) Harry goes to a new world and helps out the girl-who-lived.

6) A HP/Spiderman crossover that is pretty much just like my Harold Wayne Crossover but with Spiderman instead of Batman

And those were just a few ideas I have, I'm really looking forward to it.

Thanks for reading and feel free to leave a review.