'You possibly think Black could be innocent,' said Fudge with a note of disgust in his voice.

'He is.'

'Think about it Harry, He killed all those innocent muggles, and your parents, remember he killed your parents.'

'No he didn't, Peter Pettigrew killed them, they swapped secret keepers,' Harry said with a note of urgency in his voice.

'And what proof do you have o that eh, NONE,' said Fudge beginning to get annoyed.

'These diaries. This one's my fathers,' Harry said, pointing to the slightly thinner one 'and this one's Sirius'. It's linked to his mind or something, and he can write it whenever he likes.'

'And how did these diaries come into your hands exactly?'

Harry hesitated for a moment and said 'They were given to me,' trying not to look too guilty.

'Really, by whom may I ask' Fudge stared suspiciously at Harry for a moment.

'By Sirius,' Harry whispered.

'Oh really, and you believe him do you. You don't think he wrote these and gave them to you, so you could get him freed. He wants you dead too Harry Potter.'

'HE DOES NOT' Harry bellowed.

'Oh really,' Fudge said again 'plus how exactly did he give these to you?' he asked nothing more than a whisper. Harry didn't say anything.

'WELL' Fudge shouted. Again Harry stayed quiet. Fudge walked towards him and gripped Harry's shoulder.

'Harry,' he said quietly 'please, I need to know how he gave these to you.'

'Okay, I got my dad's on my birthday, he sent it with Hedwig,'

'Who's Hedwig?'

'Oh, my owl.'

'And the other one.'

'He gave that one to me in person,' Harry said looking at his feet.

'What, d'you mean,' Fudge said quickly 'what d'you mean, in person…you haven't been meeting with him have you?' he almost shouted, his eyes going large and round. Harry felt himself going quite red. He tried to look innocent, but Fudge could obviously read peoples expressions.

'HARRY YOU IDIO-,' he shrieked. Then his face relaxed, and Harry saw a twisted smile coming up.

'Okay,' he said more calmly 'where is he then. Where's he hiding.'

'I wouldn't tell you that. You would just go and get a swarm of dementors and send them to where he's hiding.' Harry seemed amazed at his own cleverness (Hermione would have been pleased!). Fudge just scowled, as though expecting Harry to tell him exactly where Sirius was hiding.

'I would like to take these to study them Harry,' said Fudge.

'No!' Harry said blankly.

'No,' repeated Fudge, frowning slightly.

'No. If I let you take them, you'll probably get rid of them.'

'You're a sharp boy Harry Potter.' Harry didn't say anything to this remark. 'We really would hate to loose you. Now Harry, I don't want you to go and see Black again. Your parents sacrificed their lives to keep you alive the night Black betrayed them.'

'HE DID NOT BETRAY THEM. PETER PETTIGREW DID. LOOK, DUMBLEDORE KNOWS, YOU CAN ASK-.' Harry stopped. He shouldn't have mentioned Dumbledore. He saw Fudge shaking with anger, and going red.

'Your coming with me Potter,' he said. He grabbed Harry's arm and led him out of the chamber, up the marble staircase and along to Dumbledore's office.

'Orange Sherbet,' said Fudge breathing heavily. The stone gargoyle slid aside leaving and entrance to the spiral staircase. Harry climbed up behind Fudge, who still had his arm. At the top, he kicked open the door that sprang open and bounced off the wall.

'DUMBLEDORE!' he shrieked. At that moment, Dumbledore came striding across the room smiling.

'Good afternoon Cornelius, Harry. Take a seat.'

'YOU KNEW POTTER HAS BEEN VISITING BLACK,' He screamed.

'Ah…yes.' Said Dumbledore calmly, his smile fading slightly. He looked at Harry. Harry mouthed 'sorry!' Dumbledore looked back at Fudge and smiled again.

'Yes Cornelius. I know he's been visiting. I went once, but he wasn't in.

'WHAT,' shrieked Fudge.

'He wasn't at home when I visited,' said Dumbledore calmly.

'WHAT,' Fudge shrieked again 'BLACK'S LIVING A CIVILIZED LIFE…IN…IN A HOUSE?'

'Yes Cornelius.'

'BUT WHERE,' asked Fudge 'WHERE COULD HE BE WHERE NO ONE CAN SEE HIM?'

'He's living at his own house.'

'But, he hasn't got a house, it'd be in the housing lists,' persisted Fudge. To Harry's relief, Dumbledore was smiling broadly.

'That's because, he bought it from muggles and he and James put a very clever charm on it, so that it was only visible to people who he or James trusts. The reason Harry can see it is because Sirius trusts him, and because he's James' son. Mister Weasley and Miss Granger can see it because Harry trusts them. It also has a long driveway. A long way from where wizards, witches of muggles can see it.' Harry was surprised. Sirius never told him that he'd put a charm on it. Harry looked at Fudge who was steadily taking deep breaths, probably trying to take it all in. Finally he got himself to talk again.

'But how…how did Black escape?' he said wearily. Dumbledore beamed at Harry.

'Well Cornelius, he escaped on the Hippogriff that was going to be executed with a little help from Harry and Miss Granger,' said Dumbledore beaming at Harry still. Harry looked at Fudge. He had his teeth clenched, fists shaking and fire in his eyes.

'Severus was right,' he said in a dead whisper. 'He knew that Potter helped him escape, and he was RIGHT! You wait until I tell the ministry about this. You'll be out of here before you can say sorry.' Harry's legs hardened. He had just got Dumbledore sacked trying to get Sirius' name cleared. Fudge had got up and walked towards the door.

'Cornelius,' said Dumbledore, with the twinkle back in his eye 'you walk forwards another step, I'll have to erase your mind of this. Two and a half years ago, Professor Lockhart taught me how to have best effect on doing memory charms.' At that fudge stopped dead in his tracks, and twisted around.

'I mean it Cornelius. I will if I have too,' said Dumbledore with deep meaning in his voice.

'You wouldn't dare Albus,' sneered Cornelius.

'You would forget it, so only Harry and I would know,' Dumbledore replied. Fudge stood on the spot for a few minutes. Then he spoke

'Suppose Black.'

'He does have a name you know,' said Dumbledore.

'Yes, well suppose Sirius Black was innocent, we'd have to some how capture this other man who you say did betray James and Lily, Pettigrew or something. And everyone would still turn at the sight of him,' said Fudge.

'Yes but his name would be cleared wouldn't it,' said Dumbledore smiling eagerly.

'Okay Albus, you have my word that I won't tell anyone at the ministry about this,' said Fudge. 'I will be back to see you in two weeks with two other ministry members. Harry, I'd like you to attend too along with Mister Weasley and Miss Granger.' Harry nodded to show he understood. With that, Cornelius Fudge left the room.

'Well Harry,' said Dumbledore smiling his usual smile, his eyes twinkling as they normally did ' I may have said this before, but again you've helped uncover a great mystery. He's seriously considering-.'

Fudge suddenly re-entered the room. 'Sorry to interrupt you again Albus, but I'd like to borrow something,' he asked looking at Harry. 'Could I borrow those diaries to read. I promise I won't do anything to either of them.'

'With your consent Harry, I'd like to put the Poisterus Charm on them, and give them to Cornelius read.' Asked Dumbledore. Harry frowned, but Dumbledore spoke again. 'All it does is make sure nothing can happen to them, and if he does try to do anything to them, they'll fly out of his hands and land in your dormitory.' Harry nodded so show that he gave his full consent. Dumbledore tapped them both and muttered something under his breath, before handing them over to Fudge.

'Remember to bring them and your body when you come in two weeks time,' said Dumbledore.

Cornelius forced a smile, said 'thank you,' and left.

'Sir, may Ron, Hermione and I go to Sirius' on Saturday?' Harry asked.

Dumbledore merely smiled and nodded. 'You should go back to your common room now.'

Harry climbed through the portrait hole into the Gryffindor common room. Ron and Hermione were sitting in a corner doing homework. Harry wondered over and dropped down into an armchair.

'How did it go,' Hermione whispered. Harry told them the whole conversation, and about going to see Sirius on Saturday and he told them that they needed to go to another meeting in two weeks time.

On Saturday at eleven o'clock, Harry and Ron (Hermione complained she need to do some homework) set off down into the grounds. They reached the place where the portkey was, but saw there was only one there. Harry figured that Dumbledore had obviously taken one away. Harry and Ron both touched it and were transported to Sirius' back garden. They walked round to the front and unlocked the front door with the key that Harry had. They walked in and Harry saw Sirius sitting on the sofa in the living room.

'Hi Sirius,' he said walking into the living room. Sirius looked up and smiled. Harry wondered what he was doing, but then he realised Dumbledore sitting on the opposite sofa. 'Sorry professor, I didn't see you.'

'Don't worry Harry. I must be off now Sirius anyway, so goodbye until next time.

'Okay, goodbye Albus,' said Sirius.

'Harry, Ron, I want you back up at the castle by six as normal alright, goodbye.'

'Bye,' they both said at the same time.

'Hi Harry, Ron. Come in. Sit Down. What can I get you to drink?' said Sirius.

'Do your glasses work the same way as your plates?' asked Ron excitedly.

'They certainly do,' Sirius said proudly.

Sirius came back into the living room a few minutes later with a tray and three glasses on it. These were tall glasses with silver swirls down the sides. Harry and Ron both had Pumpkin juice, whereas Sirius had a funny brown drink.

'What's that,' Ron asked.

'What this. This is a muggle drink called Coke,' he said.

'Oh yeah,' said Harry, 'Dudley has that quite a lot. I've never had any though.'

Sirius was quite a lot like Ron's dad. He had lots of muggle things in his house including a CD player, a Computer, and a Television.

He told them why Dumbledore had been there and that if his name wasn't cleared, Harry would have to go back to the evil clutches of the Dursleys. They had lunch next. After lunch, Sirius went upstairs to read (like Hermione!) and Harry showed Rons some pictures of his parents. At five o'clock Harry and Ron said goodbye to Sirius and went back to Hogwarts. They went straight to the library and saw a huge mound of books on a desk.

'I bet you, Hermione's sitting behind that mound of books,' said Ron. They walked around the table and saw Hermione sitting on a chair reading a book.

'What are you doing, building a defence wall of books.' Said Ron sniggering.

'No, there all the books I've looked through while you've been out,' Hermione replied scowling.

'WHAT,' shouted Ron in disbelief, 'You can't have read all of them!'

'I haven't read them all, I've looked through them all,' Hermione said getting angry.

'What are you reading about anyway?' asked Harry politely. Hermione went slightly red.

'Convicted murderer's and how they escaped,' she said timidly. Ron rolled his eyes.

The next two weeks passed slowly. Harry couldn't help thinking about Sirius and the next meeting with Fudge.

Harry was in potions on Thursday afternoon, where Snape had just set them to make 'Screaming Potions.' A few minutes after Harry had started to Chop up his ingredients there was a knock on the door and Fudge came in.

'May I have Potter, Weasley and Granger please Severus.'

Snape knew better than to argue, so he reluctantly let them go. As they were leaving, Harry saw Malfoy sniggering. He obviously thought they were in trouble. He was also holding a piece of paper with a diagram of the astronomy tower on it. There were also little people moving on it, jumping out. Fudge led them up to Dumbledore's office. In there, was standing Dumbledore and two other men. Harry recognised both of them. One was Arthur Weasley and the other was Lucius Malfoy.

'Right,' said Fudge cheerfully rubbing his hands together, 'Continuing from a fortnight ago, Albus and Harry seem to think that Black is innocent.' Mr Weasley raised his eyebrows whereas Malfoy snorted in disgust. 'Albus Harry, Ronald and Hermione have also been visiting Black too.' This time, Mr Weasly opened his mouth, about to shout something, but he decided he'd better not, so he closed it again.

'Can I have a word with Harry please,' said Mr Weasley through clenched teeth.

'Certainly Arthur,' replied Dumbledore.

Mr Weasley grabbed Harry and took him out of the office and onto the stairs.

'HARRY! I told you not to go looking for Black in your third year. I would have thought you would have enough sense not to go looking for him now that you're in your fifth.'

'Mr Weasly, Sirius is harmless,' Harry said with urgency in his voice, 'He wouldn't hurt a hair on my head.'

'Oh really, and how do you know that. He could be pretending to be friendly, then when he knows he's got your trust, he'll kill you.' Harry thought about this. 'Come on Harry, lets go back in.' They went back into Dumbledore's office.

'Harry, we've decided to bring Sirius in here and give him 'Veritaserum' a very strong truth potion.' Dumbledore said.

'Okay,' said Harry uncertainly.

'So if you'll go and get him Harry. I suggest you take your cloak to cover Sirius on return.' Harry nodded to show he understood and turned to leave. As he did, Mr Weasley spoke.

'Can I go with Harry.'

'Fudge screwed up his face and said 'What?'

'Yes Arthur. He'll be able to see won't he Harry?' asked Dumbledore. Harry nodded again and went down the spiral staircase with Mr Weasley close behind him. They went along to the Gryffindor common room in silence.

'I'll be out in a minute,' Harry said to Mr Weasley. He went up to his dormitory and got out his invisibility cloak. Then he climbed out of the portrait hole with it tucked under his arm. He lead Mr Weasley down the grounds and behind the greenhouses where there lay two black boots. Harry turned to face Mr Weasley.

'Promise you wont tell anyone about these or Sirius' house.'

'Don't worry, you have your faith in me Harry,' replied Mr Weasley smiling.

'Okay, these are the portkeys. We'll use this one.' They both touched the portkey and were transported directly to Sirius' back garden.

'You can only see this house because I trust you,' Harry said.

'I understand Harry.' They walked around to the front of the house and Harry unlocked the front door.

'You have a key?' said Mr Weasley astonished. Harry just glared at him.

Harry walked in to the living room and saw Sirius sitting on the sofa writing something. He looked up and smiled.

'Hi Harry.' Then he frowned. 'Strange time to come. You should still be in lessons.'

'No, I'm here to ask you something.'

'Hmmm… wanna drink then,' he asked. Then, he noticed Mr Weasley who was standing behind Harry.

'Who's he?' he asked, frowning again.

'Oh, this is Ron's dad,' said Harry. Sirius held out a hand to shake. Mr Weasley hesitated for a moment, then shook. Sirius smiled broadly again.

'So,' he said rubbing his hands together, 'You wanted to ask me something.'

'Yes Sirius. I need you to come up to the castle. Fudge wants to give you Veritaserum and question you.' Sirius' smile faded a little.

'You're from the ministry too aren't you,' he said nodding to Mr Weasley. Mr Weasley nodded back. At this, most of the colour left Sirius' face.

'Don't worry, you can trust him,' Harry said quickly. Mr Weasley smiled weakly for the first time since they left Hogwarts. Sirius sighed.

'I'll be down in a moment,' he said walking towards the stairs with a quiver in his voice. Harry watched him walk upstairs and shut a door.

'Harry,' said Mr Weasley, 'I am so sorry. I shouldn't have suspected him untruthful. The way you talk to each other. You're just like father and son.' Harry smiled at him.

'It's okay. You do believe he's innocent… don't you?'

Mr Weasley sighed. 'Well, I don't know.' At that, there was a knock at the door. Harry looked through the window in the door and saw that it was Remus Lupin. He opened the door for him to come in.

'Good afternoon Harry,' he said. Then He noticed Mr Weasley. 'Arthur, what are you doing here of all people?'

'Same as Harry,' he replied. Then, Sirius came down the stairs looking quite grim, but with colour back in his face.

'Let's get this over with shall we?' he said with an uneven tone in his voice. Harry could tell that he was dreading what was about to happen to him. He walked towards the door, but Remus stood in the doorway.

'Hey! Hey! Hey! You're not going anywhere until you tell me what you are doing.' He said, as though we was rather pissed

'I'm going to be questioned, okay Remus,' he said sounding better than he did earlier 'That's all.'

'I'll come too,' said Remus.

'What,' said Harry and Sirius at the same time.

'I'll come too,' Remus repeated.

'Fine,' said Sirius.

They all followed Harry out into the back garden and touched the portkey. All four of them were transported back into Hogwarts grounds.

'Here, cover yourselves with this,' said Harry passing Sirius and Remus the invisibility cloak. They covered them selves, and set off up to the castle. They got to the entrance of Dumbledore's office and climbed the stairs. Sirius and Remus took off the clock and passed it to Harry. All four of them entered Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore smiled. Harry went to sit down next to Ron and Hermione.

'What took you so long?' Hermione said franticly, 'we've been sitting here in complete silence for the last ten minutes!'

'Sorry.'

'Right Sirius, here's the truth potion,' Dumbledore said holding a little blue bottle. He gave Sirius a little spoon and dropped three drops of the potion onto it. Sirius took the spoon to his mouth and swallowed the potion. Harry saw him raise his eyebrows and sit down next to Harry.

'Right then Black, here goes. Were you, or were you not the Potter's secret keeper when they died?' Fudge asked.

'No,' said Sirius blankly.

'NO?' said Fudge screwing up his face. 'But-.' As he said this, there was a sizzling noise and the small of burning. Harry looked up and saw Fawkes (Dumbledore's phoenix) on fire.

'Sorry,' said Dumbledore, quite amused. 'It's burning day today.'

Fudge turned back to Sirius and then to Dumbledore again. 'Are you sure this is Veritaserum Albus' he said.

'I'm certain,' said Dumbledore smiling.

'Well then Black, did you, or did you not murder Peter Pettigrew along with twenty other muggles?' said Fudge with a hungry smile.

'No,' he said again.

'Albus are you sure this is it? Fudge said angrily, breathing heavily.

'Yes Cornelius. Sirius is saying nothing but the truth. The truth you chose not to believe for thirteen years.'

'Fine. Tell us Black. Tell us what happened between you and young Pettigrew.'

Sirius started to speak. He sounded like a drone. 'I was the Potter's secret keeper for five days. I had a brilliant idea to use Peter as secret keeper. Voldermort wouldn't even think we'd use him. A weak, talent less coward. James reluctantly agreed. Two days after we switched was Halloween. I felt something was wrong, so I got on my flying motorbike and flew to Peter's. He wasn't home so I went on to James and Lily's house. When I got there, it was nothing but a heap of rubble. I got off my bike and felt a large hand on my shoulder. It was Reubus Hagrid. He had Harry in some sheets. I asked if I could take him, but he said it was Dumbledore's orders that he went to the Dursleys. I managed to salvage a few things before the muggles started swarming round. I gave the bike to Hagrid because I didn't need it anymore. I knew the ministry would be after my guts by the morning. I set off on search for Peter. I found him in a little town. Cornered, he screamed 'How could you Sirius, how could you.' I just shouted back 'Me? Me? You sold them to Voldermort you evil prune.' I didn't know this, but Peter had his wand behind his back. He cut off his finger, transformed into a rat and blew half the street apart with one curse. He faked his own death and killed all the muggles within twenty feet of himself. I knew now that my life was not worth living. I considered killing myself, but I didn't. I just laughed. Laughed and my life. Laughed at Peters. No more than twenty minutes later, the ministry had more than ten people swarming round me to take me to Azkaban. I went easily. I didn't care about my life anymore. Peter had ruined more than fifty lives within two days.'

Sirius finally stopped. Mr Weasley, Malfoy and Fudge all looked stunned and Hermione had burst into tears. Dumbledore, Lupin, Harry and Ron had no expression on their faces at all. Fudge sniffed. Now that he knew the truth, he looked uneasy. Finally he spoke.

'Arthur, Lucius, we're going.' He walked towards the door then turned and came back to Harry. 'Thank you Harry. I've looked through both of these, and before today I thought they were just made up. As they match the story that Black has given us this afternoon, I will give them some thought. Good day to you.' Fudge, Mr Weasley and Malfoy left.

'Harry, Ron, Hermione (who had stopped crying) Lupin and Sirius go up to leave when Dumbledore called them back.

'Harry, Sirius, I'd like a quick word please.'

As the others left, and Sirius put his arm around Harry and beamed at him. He certainly seemed a lot happier than he did when leaving his house.

'This Saturday, I'd like to see you both in here please,' said Dumbledore. They both nodded and left.

Harry was in the entrance hall on Saturday after lunch, walking towards the stairs when something hard hit him on the Head. As he fell to the ground, he saw a large shoe before he fell unconscious.

Harry regained consciousness a few minutes later, and found himself being dragged up the stairs by his feet. He tried to lift his head far enough to see who was pulling him. He was being pulled by two fat and muscular boys. Harry recognised them as Crabbe and Goyle. When they reached the top of the stairs, Crabbe and Goyle dropped his feet. He was in a small circular room, a bit like Dumbledore's office. Harry recognised it as the astronomy tower. The tallest and highest tower at Hogwarts. Harry got up and saw Crabbe and Goyle standing either side of Draco Malfoy.

'Oh, Potty Potter has woken up at last,' Malfoy sniggered.

'What are you doing Malfoy,' said Harry coldly.

'Revenge,' he said mistily. 'Quite simply revenge.'

'What.'

'Revenge Potter. You helped Black escape from Death twice, and now you're trying to get his name cleared,' Draco said in a calm disgusting voice. 'And now I'll get my revenge. Goyle, of you'd do the honours. No wait! Expelliarmus,' he said. Harry's wand flew out of his pocket and into Malfoy's hand. He smiled a broad smile. 'Now you can do the honours,' Malfoy said pleasantly to Goyle. Goyle reached for his wand and shouted something. Right at that moment Sirius and Fudge came running in. Harry was lifted off his feet and thrown backwards with the curse from Goyle's wand. He grabbed Malfoy's sleeve, and he and Malfoy went flying out of the Window. Harry felt himself going down. He would definitely not survive this. He nearly died when he fell fifty feet off his broom, but this astronomy tower was more than an hundred feet. A second after he fallen out of the window, he saw Sirius jump out after them. Moments before they were to hit the ground, Sirius held out a wand, that Harry suspected was his, and shouted a spell that slowed their fall. Harry saw the ground infont of him. He looked up and saw Lucius Malfoy and Snape talking, and Arthur Weasley talking to another ministry man. He looked back down at the ground, now milliseconds away. Squelch! Harry hit the ground expecting to feel the hard surface breaking all the bones in his body. Instead he felt himself in some jelly like stuff. Mr Weasley and Mr Malfoy came running over to pull them out. Mr Weasley pulled Harry out then turned to Sirius. He got him out ok, but unconscious.

Mr Weasley magiced Sirius onto a stretcher. Harry looked up to the window he had just fallen out of. He could see Fudge standing there looking down. Harry wondered what would happen to Goyle.

'Harry, where's the hospital wing,' asked Mr Weasley. Harry lead Mr Weasley and the stretcher to the hospital where Madam Pomfrey gasped at the sight of Sirius. She agreed to treat him though. Fudge arrived moments later holding Crabbe and Goyle by their ears. He asked Harry to come to Dumbledore's office with Sirius as soon as Madam Pomfrey revived him. Ten minutes later, she told them that he only had a broken arm, so she mended it she tapped him with her wand and muttered 'Enervate.' Sirius came round as soon as she said that. She told him to take care of his arm for another few hours and it'd be as good as new. Harry told Sirius that they needed to go to Dumbledore's office straight away, so he thanked Madam Pomfrey and left with Sirius and Mr Weasley by his sides.

They entered Dumbledore's office and saw Dumbledore, Fudge and the other man that Mr Weasley was talking to. They were all smiling. Fudge had a large piece of parchment in his hands.

'Mr Black, I think you'll be pleased to know that signing this form will confirm your release,' said Fudge. Sirius' eyes widened

'I you'll sign here please Mr Black,' said the other man. 'I haven't introduced meself. I'm Dean Roberts;' he said shaking Harry's and Sirius' hands. Sirius signed the form.

'Okay, you are now officially released of the murder of the Potters, Peter Pettigrew and those muggles. When we catch Pettigrew, we'll use Veritaserum and hopefully your and his stories will match. Then we will have the Dementors kiss administered on him at once, ' said Fudge. A huge grin spread across Sirius' and Harry's faces.

'Here is also eight hundred galleons of compensation, for being convicted as a murderer, sent to Azkaban without trial, and serving twelve years in Azkaban,' said fudge smiling. Harry was amazed how Sirius kept his emotions bottled up.

'But how will I get work?' he asked puzzled. 'Nobody's going to accept me, with 'Convicted as a murderer' on my CV.'

'Ahh, don't you worry about that Mr Black,' said Mr Roberts, 'I'm sure we'll get you work at the ministry.' Sirius shook hands with Mr Roberts, Fudge and Dumbledore.

'I dare say, you'll want to go back and celebrate with Sirius, Harry, so I have no objections to that. Please be back by eight,' said Dumbledore. Harry and Sirius left the room. They didn't talk until they had sat down next to each other in Sirius' living room. Sirius was almost crying.

'Well Harry, welcome to your new home,' he said smiling more broadly than Harry had ever seen before. Harry couldn't believe it. He was free from the Dursleys. He wouldn't have to see then ever again. He felt a large explosion inside him. He would never have to do his homework under the sheets in bed. He would be living with a wizard rather than muggles. He would no longer detest summer holidays. It was like being let free.

'Sirius,' he asked, 'How did you know that I was in trouble?'

'Mmm…well I have a sort of sixth sense that tells me when something's wrong. For instance, I could sense something was wrong on Halloween fourteen years ago. And I sensed something was wrong today.' As he said that, there was a knock on the door. Harry opened in and found Ron and Hermione panting.

'We heard the news and ran down to the portkey at once, 'said Ron spluttering.

'Did you and Malfoy really fall out the window,' asked Hermione. As she asked that, Sirius came strolling over.

'Thank you. All three of you. You really don't know how much this means to me,' said Sirius still smiling broadly.

'I know how much it means to me,' said Harry, as Sirius scooped them all into a hug. When he pulled away, Harry continued. 'A better life than I've had so far.'

'Oh Harry, you've had a good life so far. You stopped You know who getting the philosophers stone, you saved Ginny and Sirius from death,' said Hermione smiling at him.

'Drinks anyone?' asked Sirius clapping his hands together.

He came back into the living room a few minutes later with four gleaming glasses with sugar around the tops of them. He gave them a glass each and told them that it was a muggle drink called Champagne. Sirius turned on his CD player and played one if his Jennifer Lopez CD's. They all had a great afternoon and evening. Ron enjoyed examining Sirius' computer; Hermione read Sirius' diary whereas Harry went upstairs and decide what colour he wanted his bedroom to be.

Well, here's the end of Padfoot Returns. I've written the sequel, Padfoot's Revenge, so please feel free to read that as well. Also, please review.