Again, this is an edited chapter. I'm leaving my notes that I wrote back then cause… I think they're funny. As in 'look what I dope I was, ha ha ha' See, funny.

I own nothing except the plot. JKR owns the characters the world and the words. Nuf said.

Oh dear # 4, not # 3, I knew that. Really I did! Kind of…

I'm still working on spelling and terms; I'll get it at some point… I hope…

I have to slow down; I'm trying to make sure I don't confuse any one. Working? I didn't think so…

I will double-space, I forgot, I hate that to!

Keep with me; I'll get better as I go on.

I am changing the plot, laughable huh? You didn't even think there was one... did you!

he he he

I am not going to do what I was going to do, I got a better Idea, and it works well with what I've got so….

YEAH!

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The new info is as follows:

Title: Learning to live.

Rating: PG-13

Summery: Both Harry Potter and Sirius Black have long forgotten (or in Harry's case never had) the pleasures of

having a family, feeling comforted, and loved. Did I forget to mention the fights, headaches and chaos? Oops Silly

me!

Chapter 2

"I haven't known you that long, but I think there may be something wrong with you." – Forces of Nature

Chapter 2: Moony and Padfooted Consequences

Harry sat quietly in his room, on his bed trying to sooth his many aches and pains. It had been a few hours since he'd sent Hedwig off with his letter to Sirius, and now that he was feeling slightly better he was dredging up the courage to slink out of his room and into the bathroom to look at and clean his wounds. Harry let a hiss of pain escape his lips when his fingers found a rather painful bruise on his chest.

"Ow" he muttered angrily under his breath cursing silently whatever god had given him the Dursleys.

Slowly, (not that he could have moved quickly, mind you) Harry slid off his bed and sneaked silently to the door. He listened intently for some moments before opening it with a soft squeak of the too rusty hinges. There he stopped and listened for the sounds of the sleeping Dursleys. He could make out Vernon's lawnmower like snore,

Petunia's soft He-Hawing sighs and Dudley's wet slobbering snores.

But Harry could also hear another sound in the house, one that didn't belong, and one that had never been there before. Hands shaking, Harry silently made his was towards the noise, as he got closer he recognized it for what, or rather who, it was.

"Moony" The voice hissed in an angry whisper, "I think I hear something upstairs."

Harry could almost see the evil smile on his godfather's lips. "I'll go get Harry, you wait here"

There was a snort and then Remus Lupin's whispered voice filled the silence of the house.

"I'm no idiot Sirius, I let you go up there and we'll have dead muggles on our hands!" there was silence for a moment and then Sirius' voice filled in again.

"And your point?"

At this point Harry decided that he should show himself, least his uncle hear, or maybe worse yet, his godfather see his uncle. Harry made his way swiftly down the stairs, or as swiftly as one could with broken ribs.

In the almost pitch black living room Harry could make out the familiar figures and smiled for the first time since the summer had started.

"Sirius" He called softly to his Godfather, who quickly turned and walked toward him.

"Harry" Sirius said happily, and then his tone became serious

"Are you okay?"

Harry nodded silently "I'm fine, can I leave Sirius? Really?" Harry desperately didn't want Sirius or Remus to see the damage that Vernon had done until they were far away from the Dursleys.

His godfather nodded but his gaze didn't waver off Harry.

Sirius knew that there was more to what happened to Harry then what he'd written. The letter had been cold and lifeless, so unlike his Godson, he had known immediately that there was something terribly wrong.

"You sure Harry" He asked in a more normal tone, forgetting in his worry for Harry that he needed to whisper, "Are you really ok?"

"Shhhh" Harry hissed, but it was too late. They heard a thump up stairs that could only mean one thing.

"Who's down there?" Vernon bellowed "Boy is that you? If I catch you down there you're gonna get it again!"

Harry's eyes widened in irrational fear and he backed up into the still silent form of Remus Lupin.

Suddenly there was a flare of light as Vernon came thundering down the stairs and flicked the lights on, Harry squinted at the suddenly bright light and lowered his head to hide the livid bruises that were sure to be there.

"What in gods name are these people doing in my home. Boy!" he roared at Harry. Sirius stepped forward his angry demeanour visible to any who witnessed him.

"I'm Sirius Black, Harry godfather, and I got a rather disturbing letter tonight saying you hit him." his voice was deadly calm, "so obviously I came to take my godson to a more suitable home." Sirius gazed at Vernon's pale face and smiled wickedly "I don't take kindly to you HITTING my godson Dursley, but I'll let you go, this time." Harry sighed in relief.

What he didn't see was the werewolf above him studying him closely.

Remus knew that Harry was holding himself all wrong; he was favouring one of his arms.

"Harry?" he asked softly, only loud enough to draw Harry's attention.

Harry, in a moment of blind stupidity, looked up at Remus when he called his name.

There was a sharp intake of breath when Remus saw his face. Large ugly bruises glared out at him mockingly, dried blood lingered on his face from his lip and his nose. Harry's eyes widened in shock at what he'd just done.

"Harry!" Remus all but yelled, "My god, what did he do to you!"

Sirius wiped around in time to watch as Remus grab Harry's shoulders and Harry cry out in pain, he was at his side in a moment. When he saw his face anger surged through him like nothing he'd ever felt before.

"Dursley!" He roared boomingly "I'm going to kill you!"

Harry grabbed Sirius arm and tried to stop his godfather from using his wand on Vernon.

Sirius ripped his arm free of Harry, and so his already fragile balance gave way and he went crashing to the floor with a cry of agony as his tender ribs were jostled.

Sirius stood stock still in shock at what had just taken place; his mind went numb as he watched Harry clutch his side on the floor in front of him. Suddenly he sprang to life, he and Remus rushed to Harry's side.

"I'm so sorry Harry." Sirius cried in horror, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you? I'm SO sorry!"

Harry looked at his panic stricken godfather and marvelled at the love he saw in his eyes, Harry smiled reassuringly at him and Remus, "Its okay Sirius, I just lost my balance, I'm fine, really!"

Sirius looked at him brokenly "I thought I broke you!" he blurted, then flushed and stood.

He faced Vernon and his now awakened family, "Your lucky Harry is who he is," he sneered "or I'd turn ever one of you into toads!"

With that Sirius stooped and scooped a protesting teen into his arms and headed for the door with the growling werewolf following behind.

Remus stopped inside the door and smiled pleasantly at the relived family "Might I acquire as to where Harry's things are?" After retrieving Harry's trunk and minimal things from his room Remus turned to leave.

"Oh yes, and I almost forgot!" and in a flash of light three toads lay where the family had been moments before.

"He didn't say ANYTHING about ME not turning you into toads you great muggles!"

He hissed, and then he was gone from the house leaving three very frightened toads.

Okay I know I need a proof reader, I'll get one! I swear!

This'll do for now.

I wanted to do something silly and happy (a little angsty latter) between Sirius and Harry.

This is just going to be a 'summer' story. If I want to do anything Voldie-ish I'll do it in a sequel.

MaybeI'm not even done this one!

Grrrrrr no thinking about sequels, least I start writing it!

Next chapter:

Teenage Drama: Harry learns what it is to have a caring parent when you need one.

On a personal note,

I have a personal reason for writing the beginning of the story the way I did. I saw a friend of mine let her father hit her (among other things) because he was mad, (and more that I'm not sharing) she told me that it was okay because it didn't hurt anymore, and it didn't happen to often, and I told her that Once is ALWAYS enough of a reason to leave! It was a horrible experience for me, and I'm forbidden to talk to her now because her father doesn't want to get caught for the Beeeep'er Beep'er he is!

Bitter much? Just a little

(Not that is stops me, but still!) I just wanted to explain why I beat up Harry…

Just to get a point across

All it takes it once, that is enough of a reason to get out.

Thank you for listing to me rant!

I should have to next chapter in a couple of days, I hope!

(I know I said that last time…. Oops….)