CLASSIFICATION: PG-13 for language and thoughts.
SUMMARY: Seven days after the escape.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, in any way, shape or form. I love to read the books, but I sure don't own them. J.K. Rowling and WB do. This is simply a tribute to the Harry Potter series. I am making no money from this and I'm just enjoying sharing some of my own crazy ideas.
AUTHORS NOTE: This is the start of a series that stem off from a stand alone that I did, 'Face of my King'. I couldn't think of a way to pull everything into one story, so I decided to write two or three different fics. Also, this is Sirius' thoughts... He's not talking to anyone, it's all in his mind. I know that he has quite a mouth in this, but remember, he's been in prison for twelve years. He'll clean up... I promise.
Thank you: I would like to thank my beta reader, ***Draco~Malfoy~Lover***. Thank you so much.
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Chapter Two
Watching and Waiting


Seven days... I've been out of there seven days. My mind is almost my own again. Almost free of those things, those Dementors. I know they're after me. How could they not be. I mean, no one has ever escaped before. I know the price of my freedom. A Kiss... if I'm caught any way.

I've been here three days now and I can't get near enough to see him. The Ministry has owls and cats all over the place. I don't know how many times I've played catch the cat the past few days to not to arouse suspicion. That last one though, my nose still smarts.

Only till morning, that's how long I'm going to stay. Only till morning. I want to be set up at Hogwarts before you get there Wormy. No matter how long it takes, I'm going to catch you and kill you with my bare hands.

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Yesterday I saw this fat muggle, had to be around three hundred pounds. The kid was too young to be THAT fat. However, that isn't what caught my attention... that fat muggle was talking to his friend about his aunt and how if she kept it up Harry would surly be expelled from school. He seemed to be taking great joy in this.

There is no way to know if he was talking about my Harry, but that caused me to worry. Harry can't get expelled from Hogwarts.

I wish I could get closer, but I don't dare. I don't want to get caught again. There are too many Ministry spies around. This is driving me crazy, I'm his legal guardian, yet I'm the one kept out, when those two great muggles can torment him. You'll pay for that too old friend.

I can only stay one more night. I have to get to Hogwarts before the Dementors. I already know where I'll stay, at the Shrieking Shack. After poor Moony's stays there, no one would go close to it. I'm just glad that in some small way we could help him, make his transformations less painful. I wonder if any one is helping him now? Or is he just like before? Letting no one close enough to know. I wonder if I'll ever see him again, and if I do, if he'll believe my side of the story.

Barty Crouch has as much to answer for as anyone. Fuck, he threw me in jail, without even hearing the truth. Didn't care, did he? I guess he paid though. His son dying in the cell next to mine. Perhaps I'll look him up after Wormy. I won't care after that, I'll have gotten what I wanted. I guess will have any way... no Harry, no freedom, no friends... but I'll have had my revenge.

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Shit, there's another cat! Into dog mode... chase it a couple of houses... let it escape... return to hiding spot.

Perhaps I should get another spot. I'll keep an eye out. Don't want to get caught by the muggles either. They'll send me to the pound. Don't want go go back there again, not without old Prongs to get me out.

Ah, good spot over there. Looks like they put the trash out... I don't be noticed if I hang out there, dogs and trash... perfect.

I don't know why I'm staying here till morning... it won't make a difference. It's not like I'm going to get to see him. Oh well... it's only a few more hours.

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Listen to those muggles in there, enjoying their dinner, when I haven't had a decent meal in years. They feed you just enough to keep you alive in there. Just enough so that they can feed off of you.

I don't blame those who stop eating. I was tempted a few times. Was about to give up when Fudge gave me that paper.

I wonder if he knows what he did.... that he was the one who helped me escape. He gave me the will to live, so that I could save my godson. I bet he thinks I want to kill the only person I love...

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Love... that's such a different word now. When I was in there, I thought that had been sucked out of me... sucked out of my soul. But it... it feels good to love and want to protect someone again.

I will kill Wormtail! I only wanted to protect Kitty and Prongs, yet... in the end I failed them completely. I never thought it was Wormtail. Why should I? He seemed to worship the very ground Prongs walked on. We did so much for that little traitor...

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Wait a minute... I hear something.

Something dragging down the street.

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It stopped.

Should I look? No, it's too dangerous. What if it's someone from the Ministry?

Oh don't be such an idiot, they can hide better than that... they know what would happen if the muggles found out about us.

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Someone is panting... out of breath.

Could be any one though... don't want to chance it.

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Come on... move!

You've been there for almost ten minutes.

What if... what if it is someone from the Ministry trying to lure me out?

Doing a damn fine job of it.

Well, they say curiosity killed the cat, but Kitty is already dead...

One quick peek couldn't hurt, could it?

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OH MY FUCKING GOD!

It can't be... Prongs?

No... can't be Prongs, he's dead...

Harry?

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What is he doing out here at this hour? With his trunk and a wand... and is that a cage? Well, he has an owl at least.

He looks worried... why is he out here and not at home? Doesn't he know that I'm loose? Or does he even know who I am? They probably kept that from him... didn't want to scare him I bet.

Shit, I think he feels me watching him... look away you dolt...

But it's like watching the dead come back to life... he looks so much like his father.

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Can't move, if I do, he'll know I'm here.

Oh good, he's going back to his trunk... he doesn't know...

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FUCK!

Light! He's seen me!

Can't move... don't move...

I... I can see him properly... he's got Kitty's eyes.

And the scar... I remember THAT scar...

I wish I could have made things better for you...

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DON'T! Oh shit... he fell... over his own trunk.

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The Knight Bus... Bright Light....

Run legs... can't be seen...

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I saw him... for the first and last time in twelve years.