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The three of them stayed still for a few moments, with all the Death Eaters stunned at their feet. Harry looked down and began to get uncomfortable under the stares of his guardians. A soft whisper coming from Sirius made him look up.
"Harry?"
The boy nodded slightly and passed a hand over his messy black hair. "Hey, Da.mmh, Siri." The boy stopped and shook his head, how was he supposed to call the man now?
Sirius, seeing his godson's hesitation quietly completed the sentence for him.
"Dad."
Harry looked him in the eye and finally nodded. "If that's what you want."
Sirius smiled slightly. "I would like it very much."
Harry returned the smile and turned towards Remus. "Can I still call you Uncle Remus?"
The older man laughed softly. "Of course you can, Harry. It beats being called 'Professor' all the time." Then his face became serious again. "What happened, Kid? Are you alright?"
Both men had approached him and were now standing in front of him, looking him over carefully for any signs of injury. Harry shrugged slightly and sat down on the steps, suddenly feeling very tired. "I'm fine."
Sirius knelt next to the boy and placed an arm around his shoulders. "Are you sure? You don't look so good."
Harry nodded. "I'm fine, really, just tired and very confused."
Sirius still didn't look very sure but accepted the answer. "What happened?"
Before Harry had the chance to answer, Remus cut in. "Let's go to the kitchen, it will be more comfortable than sitting here. Besides, I think we can all use a cup of tea."
Sirius nodded in agreement and stood up, pulling Harry up with him. The teen wavered a bit and his godfather quickly put a hand around his waist to steady him. The three of them stepped over the unconscious Death Eaters and entered the kitchen. While Remus was making tea, Sirius sat Harry down in one of the chairs and decided to call up Dumbledore through the fireplace in the living room, so the old man would be able to get some aurors to the house to collect the Death Eaters. When he returned, Remus and Harry were already drinking their tea. Sitting down in his usual chair next to Harry and accepting the cup of tea Remus offered him, he smirked. "It seems my call was completely unnecessary. Dumbledore is already on his way with most of the teachers and a bunch of aurors."
Remus raised an eyebrow. "How comes?"
Sirius shrugged. "It seems Snape told him about the attack as soon as he got to Hogwarts, but by then the attack had already started, so they would not have been of much help anyway."
His friend didn't answer; instead he had raised his head and seemed to be listening to something. Then, with a small smirk, he put down his tea. "I think I should make some more tea, we have company."
End of Flashback.
Harry stopped speaking; he had explained what had happened to him and the aftermath of the attack since Remus seemed to be too surprised to continue with the story himself after hearing about the doll. Dumbledore was the first to break the silence. "Well, that's quite a surprise, but I'm glad you're all ok, I was really worried when Severus told me about the attack."
Before any of the three had the chance to answer, an auror came in and addressed Dumbledore. "Sir, we've already taken all the Death Eaters to the ministry, do you need anything else from us?"
The old headmaster smiled at the younger man and shook his head. "No, we don't need anything else. Thank you for your assistance."
The young man nodded and bowed to the older man. "Anytime, sir."
The auror turned around and left the kitchen. Dumbledore returned his attention towards the trio and looked them over carefully. They all looked tired and Harry was already dozing, leaning against Sirius' side. The poor boy had gone through too much, when would he have a few moments of rest? Minervas soft cough pulled him out of his thoughts. "We'll be leaving you alone now so you can all have a much deserved rest. I'll be sending Poppy here sometime tomorrow to make sure you're all alright."
Both Sirius and Remus nodded and the brown haired man lead them to the door, leaving Sirius and Harry in the kitchen. Before Dumbledore stepped out of the house, he turned to face the younger man. "Remus, if you notice something wrong with Harry, please warn us at once."
The werewolf nodded. "Of course, Headmaster."
"And have some rest on your own, you and Sirius don't look so good."
Remus chuckled slightly. "Don't worry, sir, we will, even if we have to put an extra bed in Harry's room."
The headmaster and McGonagall, who had stayed behind waiting for the old man, laughed quietly before leaving. Remus walked back into the kitchen and saw that Sirius had pulled Harry into his lap, allowing the small teen to sleep more comfortably against his chest. Padfoot looked up when Remus re- entered the kitchen. "Are they gone?"
Remus nodded and gathered the empty cups of tea. "Yes. Dumbledore is worried about Harry."
Sirius nodded, tightening his grip on his godson. "So am I."
Remus looked over at his friend. "Why don't you bring him upstairs? He'll be much more comfortable in his bed."
Sirius nodded and stood up slowly, making sure to not wake Harry up. Before he could leave the room with his charge, Remus spoke again.
"Sirius."
Turning around slightly, the man looked at his best friend. "Yes?"
"Don't stay up with him all night, you need your rest as much as he does." When Remus saw Sirius open his mouth to protest, he turned his attention back towards the cups he was washing. "I can always put a sleeping charm on you."
Remus smirked when the other man didn't answer. Turning around slightly, he saw that his friend was glaring at him. Finally Sirius sighed and nodded reluctantly. "Ok, but don't expect me to leave him alone in his room."
Remus couldn't help but laugh; his friend was so predictable. "Wouldn't dream about it, old friend, now go on."
Sirius turned around and began to climb the stairs, shaking his head all the way. Sometimes Remus could be a real pain.
Once in Harry's room, he placed the sleeping boy on the bed and went to the cupboard. There he saw the small clothes Harry had been wearing and smiled sadly at them, wondering how much things were going to change. With a wave of his wand, Sirius made some pyjamas grow till they would fit Harry and then he put them on Harry, noticing how much more difficult it was now that he had got his teenager body back. Sighing slightly, he tucked his godson in bed and turned back into a dog. There was no way he was going to leave Harry alone tonight.
When Remus came up to check on them a few minutes later, he had to smile at the sight of the small teenager curled up against the form of a big, black dog.
To be continued.
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to post this chapter. Thanks for all reviews. And thanks to my beta reader Vinnie for her fantastic work.
You can now find Dangers in the Past translated to Spanish. It's being done by Khari and you can find it at: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1036377 Hope you like it.
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The three of them stayed still for a few moments, with all the Death Eaters stunned at their feet. Harry looked down and began to get uncomfortable under the stares of his guardians. A soft whisper coming from Sirius made him look up.
"Harry?"
The boy nodded slightly and passed a hand over his messy black hair. "Hey, Da.mmh, Siri." The boy stopped and shook his head, how was he supposed to call the man now?
Sirius, seeing his godson's hesitation quietly completed the sentence for him.
"Dad."
Harry looked him in the eye and finally nodded. "If that's what you want."
Sirius smiled slightly. "I would like it very much."
Harry returned the smile and turned towards Remus. "Can I still call you Uncle Remus?"
The older man laughed softly. "Of course you can, Harry. It beats being called 'Professor' all the time." Then his face became serious again. "What happened, Kid? Are you alright?"
Both men had approached him and were now standing in front of him, looking him over carefully for any signs of injury. Harry shrugged slightly and sat down on the steps, suddenly feeling very tired. "I'm fine."
Sirius knelt next to the boy and placed an arm around his shoulders. "Are you sure? You don't look so good."
Harry nodded. "I'm fine, really, just tired and very confused."
Sirius still didn't look very sure but accepted the answer. "What happened?"
Before Harry had the chance to answer, Remus cut in. "Let's go to the kitchen, it will be more comfortable than sitting here. Besides, I think we can all use a cup of tea."
Sirius nodded in agreement and stood up, pulling Harry up with him. The teen wavered a bit and his godfather quickly put a hand around his waist to steady him. The three of them stepped over the unconscious Death Eaters and entered the kitchen. While Remus was making tea, Sirius sat Harry down in one of the chairs and decided to call up Dumbledore through the fireplace in the living room, so the old man would be able to get some aurors to the house to collect the Death Eaters. When he returned, Remus and Harry were already drinking their tea. Sitting down in his usual chair next to Harry and accepting the cup of tea Remus offered him, he smirked. "It seems my call was completely unnecessary. Dumbledore is already on his way with most of the teachers and a bunch of aurors."
Remus raised an eyebrow. "How comes?"
Sirius shrugged. "It seems Snape told him about the attack as soon as he got to Hogwarts, but by then the attack had already started, so they would not have been of much help anyway."
His friend didn't answer; instead he had raised his head and seemed to be listening to something. Then, with a small smirk, he put down his tea. "I think I should make some more tea, we have company."
End of Flashback.
Harry stopped speaking; he had explained what had happened to him and the aftermath of the attack since Remus seemed to be too surprised to continue with the story himself after hearing about the doll. Dumbledore was the first to break the silence. "Well, that's quite a surprise, but I'm glad you're all ok, I was really worried when Severus told me about the attack."
Before any of the three had the chance to answer, an auror came in and addressed Dumbledore. "Sir, we've already taken all the Death Eaters to the ministry, do you need anything else from us?"
The old headmaster smiled at the younger man and shook his head. "No, we don't need anything else. Thank you for your assistance."
The young man nodded and bowed to the older man. "Anytime, sir."
The auror turned around and left the kitchen. Dumbledore returned his attention towards the trio and looked them over carefully. They all looked tired and Harry was already dozing, leaning against Sirius' side. The poor boy had gone through too much, when would he have a few moments of rest? Minervas soft cough pulled him out of his thoughts. "We'll be leaving you alone now so you can all have a much deserved rest. I'll be sending Poppy here sometime tomorrow to make sure you're all alright."
Both Sirius and Remus nodded and the brown haired man lead them to the door, leaving Sirius and Harry in the kitchen. Before Dumbledore stepped out of the house, he turned to face the younger man. "Remus, if you notice something wrong with Harry, please warn us at once."
The werewolf nodded. "Of course, Headmaster."
"And have some rest on your own, you and Sirius don't look so good."
Remus chuckled slightly. "Don't worry, sir, we will, even if we have to put an extra bed in Harry's room."
The headmaster and McGonagall, who had stayed behind waiting for the old man, laughed quietly before leaving. Remus walked back into the kitchen and saw that Sirius had pulled Harry into his lap, allowing the small teen to sleep more comfortably against his chest. Padfoot looked up when Remus re- entered the kitchen. "Are they gone?"
Remus nodded and gathered the empty cups of tea. "Yes. Dumbledore is worried about Harry."
Sirius nodded, tightening his grip on his godson. "So am I."
Remus looked over at his friend. "Why don't you bring him upstairs? He'll be much more comfortable in his bed."
Sirius nodded and stood up slowly, making sure to not wake Harry up. Before he could leave the room with his charge, Remus spoke again.
"Sirius."
Turning around slightly, the man looked at his best friend. "Yes?"
"Don't stay up with him all night, you need your rest as much as he does." When Remus saw Sirius open his mouth to protest, he turned his attention back towards the cups he was washing. "I can always put a sleeping charm on you."
Remus smirked when the other man didn't answer. Turning around slightly, he saw that his friend was glaring at him. Finally Sirius sighed and nodded reluctantly. "Ok, but don't expect me to leave him alone in his room."
Remus couldn't help but laugh; his friend was so predictable. "Wouldn't dream about it, old friend, now go on."
Sirius turned around and began to climb the stairs, shaking his head all the way. Sometimes Remus could be a real pain.
Once in Harry's room, he placed the sleeping boy on the bed and went to the cupboard. There he saw the small clothes Harry had been wearing and smiled sadly at them, wondering how much things were going to change. With a wave of his wand, Sirius made some pyjamas grow till they would fit Harry and then he put them on Harry, noticing how much more difficult it was now that he had got his teenager body back. Sighing slightly, he tucked his godson in bed and turned back into a dog. There was no way he was going to leave Harry alone tonight.
When Remus came up to check on them a few minutes later, he had to smile at the sight of the small teenager curled up against the form of a big, black dog.
To be continued.
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to post this chapter. Thanks for all reviews. And thanks to my beta reader Vinnie for her fantastic work.
You can now find Dangers in the Past translated to Spanish. It's being done by Khari and you can find it at: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1036377 Hope you like it.