Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, I'm glad you're all enjoying it and a special thanks to Thea who continues to write great reviews and stories. Anyway I don't think you want to listen to me babbling on so here it goes…
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Chapter 5: The boy who lived
Sirius left the professor's office feeling lighter and slightly happier, he really didn't know why. Perhaps it was just the presence of Dumbledore, the fact that he would be able to sort it all out in the morning, he had been helped to come to terms with his friends' death or the fact that he was in Hogwarts. Whatever it was he was feeling better, tired but much better.
He slowly walked up the remaining three floors and wandered down the corridor coming across no one, not even Peeves. He quickly found the portrait he was looking for; all three of the monks were asleep slumped against the portrait frame, snoring loudly. When he tried to give them the password they didn't hear, and eventually had to practically scream at them before they woke up and let him in. He just hoped Filch wouldn't be after his blood.
He clambered through the portrait hole and found in front of him a very comfortable room. It had a roaring fire and two cosy armchairs; there were some toys and a cot for Harry. Sirius went into a room to his left to find a four-poster bed with deep blood red covers and dark oak furniture. Over in one side was another door at the back of the room was the bathroom, with marble surrounds. He walked back out into the living room and put Harry down in the cot.
'Fit for a king, eh Harry.' Laughed Sirius. 'If only I found this when I was at Hogwarts.'
Sirius got out his wand and with a few well chosen words lifted Harry's cot and floated it into his room, following suit. Harry gurgled with delight.
'We'll have you in here tonight shall we.' Harry laughed in response. 'You seem happy enough but you don't know, you may have just defeated the worlds most hated wizard.'
Sirius bent down and gave Harry a soft kiss on the cheek. Sirius changed and got into bed, only to jump out again as Harry cried.
'What's the matter mate?' Asked Sirius. Like he's going to reply, he thought to himself. 'I know your probably hungry, must have been a long time now since your last feed.'
Sirius picked up Harry and walked into the next room where he found several empty bottles. Sirius soon filled one and feed it to Harry, who seemed to look happier.
'Back to bed then.'
Sirius tucked Harry up and then climbed back into bed. He didn't hear another peep out of Harry for what was left of the night. Sirius soon fell asleep too, but had a very rough night. He kept waking up in cold sweat for dreams of Lily and James' murder.
'It's all my fault too.' He muttered as he fell off into another jerky sleep.
*
As Sirius wasn't sleeping to well he got up fairly early the next morning. He went into the living room letting Harry sleep. He made himself a cup of coffee and sat down in one of the armchairs and stared into the glowing ashes of the fire. He was started out of his thoughts as he heard the portrait hole opening. He stood up and walked over to the opening and found Remus scrambling in.
'Ah, hello Remus. I take it you heard.'
'Yes, yes I did.' Sirius noticed that his friend's eyes were red and puffy. 'Why didn't you come and tell me Sirius?'
'I'm sorry Remus but they were going to take Harry to the Dursley's. I take it you heard about Harry?' asked Sirius.
'Hmm, yes it was very strange, where is he?'
'In the next room sleeping, you want a cup of coffee?'
'Please.'
The two old friends sat down in front of the fire, sipping the cups of coffee. Sirius filled Remus in on what happened from when he arrived at Peter's house, to when he got here. Sirius stared again into the fire, for while there was silence, only broken when they heard Harry wake up. Sirius got up and went to fetch Harry. He brought him back in and placed him on the floor next to all the toys. The two men stared at the little boy for a minute as he played happily with a teddy bear by chewing at its ear.
'You said Dumbledore was going to take him to the Dursleys, the Dursleys. I mean he does know what they are like doesn't he?' Remus stated.
'He's not no more I don't think.' Answered Sirius. 'We going to discuss it this morning after breakfast.'
'Speaking of breakfast we better get a move on.'
The two friends gathered up their stuff, grabbed Harry and hurried down of to breakfast.
*
As it was still early on in the morning not many students were in the Great Hall. But those who were whispered as Sirius, Harry and Remus made their way up to the High table. Dumbledore was already there and smiled at them as they approached the table. He then conjured up two chairs and a highchair to the left of his place. Soon the hall began to fill and students and teachers. From all four-house tables students started talking to each other about the unexpected guests. Dumbledore stood up and waved for silence. When all the eyes in the hall were on him and the teachers at the high table he spoke.
'As you know Voldemort has been spreading fear and mayhem these past years. And last night he attacked again, but this time something happened…'
He paused as a wave of whispering broke out
'Last night he attacked the Potters, a well-known family in the wizarding world and here at Hogwarts. Both Lily and James were killed in the raid but their son Harry did not die. This we may never know how, I believe the curse meant for Harry rebounded upon Voldemort breaking his powers...'
Another whisper broke out around the room louder than last, some people gasped some cheered others were speechless.
'But I would like you to show your respect to Lily and James, they will be greatly missed.'
Everyone in the hall stood up and raised their glasses and murmured 'Lily and James Potter'
Dumbledore looked around the hall, at the crying professors, Sirius and Remus. Then to Harry, he spoke again. 'I would like you to raise your glasses one more time and drink to Harry Potter the boy who lived.'
Everyone stood up again and cheered 'Harry Potter the boy who lived!'
A/n - I'm writing more I just wanted to keep you interested for the moment, as I haven't posted for a while. I decided not to make it my last chapter I hope you continue reading and enjoying my story. I will try and posted more regularly too. Please review, thanks to everyone who does.
