1 week, 5 days later.

Sirius Black paced the living room floor of His friend Remus Lupin's house. Lupin looked over hid book he was TRYING to read and finally snapped it shut.

"Sirius! Would you mind PLEASE stop pacing! Your going to drive me insane!"

"Moony, it's been almost two weeks! Harry still hasn't written back!"

"Sirius," Lupin stated calmly. "You've had Hedwig for the past 3 days!"

"Yah and she came back with the letter I had sent Harry Moony! Something's wrong. I can feel it. Something's not right Remus. Something's not right."

"Ok, Padfoot give it until the end of the week and then if he still hasn't written back then I'll let you go CHECK on him ok? Not kidnap him, CHECK!"

"Fine." Sirius said quietly. How did Moony know what I was planning? He thought to himself as he lay in bed that night. 'Something isn't right.' He said to himself. "And I'm going to find out what if it's the last thing I do."

~*~

A few days later Sirius stood outside 4 Private Drive in Padfoot form. All was quiet around there and he didn't like it one bit.

"Something's wrong." He thought to himself. "I know it."

Sirius walked all around the perimeter of the property, searching for even the smallest sign of his godson. But there was nothing. Sirius stepped up onto the porch and Lupin's warning came back into mind.

"Sirius, you are to Check on Harry and come straight back you hear? No hanging around chatting, no torturing muggles even the least bit, including biting their heels, and NO KIDNAPPING HARRY!"

Sirius sighed.

"Remus sure knows how to take the fun out of everything." He grumbled.

He transformed into a man again and knocked on the door. He waited. The door opened.

"Hello?" Uncle Vernon said opening the door.

"Vernon? Vernon Dursley? SO nice to meet you! You designed those new drills right? Oh, I've heard so much about you!" Sirius said, shaking Vernon's hand. 'I'd rather rip it off.' He thought dryly.

"Yes, well, I have to say I am quite talented when it comes to making drills." Vernon replied.

"I was interested in getting some drills from you." Sirius said. 'To use on you... Remus never said that I couldn't do that...'

"Yes, please, come in come in." Vernon stood back and let Sirius in.

As soon as the door closed, Sirius whipped out his wand.

"Your, your, your one of them!!" Vernon studdered.

"One of the- ah, yes, a WIZARD. Yes, I am. Sirius Black's the name. I'm here for one thing, and that's my godson, got it?"

Uncle Vernon nodded slowly.
"Good, call your 'family' out here now." Sirius ordered. Uncle Vernon did so for no one crossed Sirius Black when he was mad. But Vernon did not know that he was Black yet.

Sirius repeated what he had said to Vernon to Petunia and Dudley, who looked horrified.

"Now," Said Sirius. "Where is my godson? Where is Harry?"

"YOUR THAT MURDERER!" Petunia screamed.

"Why, Petunia, how nice of you to notice." Sirius said not that warmly. "WHERE IS HARRY!!" He demanded.

"That boy got what he deserved." Vernon growled.

Sirius fought to keep his voice calm. They had done something to Harry. 'Please be okay Harry.' He thought to himself. Please.

"What did you do to him!?" Sirius whispered dangerously. "Tell me!"

Sirius had stunned all three of the Dursley's after they refused to tell him where Harry was. He had gotten out of Petunia that Vernon and Dudley had... Had... Had beaten Harry. Sirius had searched the entire house before he found his godson...

~*~

"Harry?" Sirius whispered quietly, leaning over his godson's body.

Harry lay there and even in the dim hall light, Sirius could see the bruises covering his godson's body and his very uneasy breathing.

"Harry can you hear me?" Sirius lightly grazed his thumb over one of Harry's bruised cheeks. Holding back his tears. He had owled Lupin almost immediately after he found Harry. Hedwig somehow had showed up once again. He hadn't told Lupin what had happened for he knew he would call Dumbledore right away and then Sirius wouldn't be able to help Harry. Sirius carefully picked Harry up off the floor, and held him against his body.

"Harry." He called again, only to get no answer. "Harry. Harry wake up buddy!" Still nothing. All color in Sirius's body had drained by now as he frantically called to his godson.

~*~

When Lupin arrived all he had to do was take one look at the stunned Dursley's to know something was wrong.

"Padfoot?" He called.

"In here Moony!" Sirius replied from the 'room' in which he had found Harry in.

Moony gasped when he saw Harry and knew immediately why Sirius had done what he had done.

"We have to get him out of here Moony." Sirius whispered. He didn't trust his voice at that moment.

"Sirius," Lupin stated. "What are you going to do with him? How will you take care of him with the Ministry after you? I know you don't want to get Dumbledore involved but you have to Sirius. You have to for Harry's sake."

"I'll be extra careful. Moony please! I can't hand him over to Dumbledore. Not now. The first thing that will happen when Harry wakes up will be that Dumbledore will question him. He doesn't need that Moony. Not now. Not ever. Let me bring him back to your house, Please Moony!"

Lupin, shocked by Sirius's sudden outburst, finally gave in. "Bring him back to my house, your going to have to give up your bed though. I only have the one guest room..."

"I don't care! I'll give up my bed, I'll sleep out in the snow if I have to!!"

Lupin had to chuckle at the look on Sirius's face. "Alright, bring him back and clean him up the best you can and I'll be there soon." "No, I'm not going to Dumbledore." He stated, guessing from the look on Sirius's face what was on his mind. "I'm going to finish up here with them." Lupin gestured to the Dursleys.

"Sirius? How did you Stun them and not get noticed by the Ministry?" Lupin asked, not really wanting to know the answer.

Sirius grinned sheepishly. "With this." And he held up Lupin's wand.

Lupin just shook his head. "We'll TALK later. Now get Harry back home.

Sirius nodded and turned back to Harry, whom he had never fully turned away from the entire time. "Harry?" He tried once again to wake him up with no success. Sirius, very carefully, scooped Harry up into his arms even further, sighing at the whimper that came from his godson when he did so and smiling when Harry curled up the best he could manage in Sirius's arms, and apparated back to Lupin's house.

~*~

Sirius apparated into Lupin's living room in the small, two-story house with Harry lying limply in his arms, head resting against Sirius's chest. He walked up the stairs slowly, careful not to jar his godson's body with each step. Sirius was getting more worried by the second. Harry had made no noise what so ever during the trip up the stairs and hadn't since we was away from the Dursleys.

Sirius gently laid Harry down on now what was Harry's bed, used to be Sirius's, and called out to him softly. "Harry?" He got nothing. He tried again but once again, got nothing. Sighing, Sirius made his way to the bathroom and returned with a bowl of cold water and a rag.
Softly, he ran the rag over Harry's face, getting the dried blood off the best he could without hurting him. Sirius repeated this process with both of Harry's arms, and then unbuttoned his shirt as far as it would go, and repeated it with his chest. When he was done, he was in shock. He didn't want to believe that this was Harry. That someone had done this to his godson.

Across both of Harry's cheeks were big, black and blue bruises and his forehead had a welt about the size of a walnut. His entire face was covered in cuts from the vase that had been smashed on him and his right eye was swollen shut. His arms were both broken, his right arm looked like it was shattered. Sirius was sure there were at least a few cracked ribs along with the bruises that were spread across his chest.

The one thing that caught his attention the most was a cut on Harry's face though. It was right near his eye, in fact, it seemed to go right across his eye. It started from the top and went to the bottom. But it didn't cut across his eyelid, which was what was worrying Sirius. Had the glass cut his eye too? Sirius shuddered. He didn't want to think of the possibilities of the outcomes of that.

"Harry?" He tried again, now frantic to have his godson answer him. "Harry?" Sirius gently caressed Harry's cheek while he attempted to wake him. "Harry? Harry please wake up buddy!" Sirius sat down on the bed and carefully picked Harry up and held him in his arms once again. "Harry? Come on buddy, wake up please Harry?" He still got nothing. Sirius was really frantic now. He knew he had to get Harry to wake up.

~*~

Lupin returned home to what seemed like an empty house. "Sirius?" He called.

"Up here Moony!"
As Lupin walked up the stairs he could feel that something was wrong, it was an instinct that werewolves had. He knew he was right when he walked into the room.

"He won't wake up Moony! I can't even get a little response at all! I..."

"Sirius," Lupin interrupted. "Relax for a second. How's he doing other than being unconscious?"

Sirius explained Harry's injuries he had already seen to Lupin, all the while never taking his eyes off of his godson.

"Harry?" Lupin called softly. No answer. "Harry? Remember me? Moony?" Still nothing.

"I told you, Remus I have to get him to wake up! I HAVE to!"

"Sirius, we have to tell Dumbledo..."

"NO! Moony, he'll take him away from me. He will, I know he will. Just like he always has before..." Sirius said the last part in a whisper, but Lupin heard every word of it.

Lupin sighed. Part of what Sirius had said was true; Dumbledore would take Harry away from him, and then probably give Sirius something to do instead of letting him stay with Harry 24/7. "Okay, how about I'll go talk to Madame Pomphrey and I'll convince her that one; you are not a mass murderer, and two; to come here and check Harry over without letting Dumbledore know of any of this okay?"

Sirius didn't answer. He didn't like the idea of her coming here at all, but he had to admit that, once again, he could not take care of Harry. It would be the same until he was declared free. Even if he did wish for it every night and every second of the day, he couldn't be there for his godson this time."

"Sirius?"

"Fine," Sirius said softly. "Go now, Harry needs her."

Lupin nodded. He knew what was going through Sirius's head. As he turned to leave the room, he looked Sirius in the eye and said; " Just like he needs you now, Sirius." And with that, he left the room and apparated to Hogwarts, well, outside of Hogwarts.

Sirius sighed and leaned back against the headboard of the bed and shifted Harry so that he was lying on top of Sirius more than the bed. "Oh Harry," Sirius whispered softly, once again wiping Harry's face with the rag. " I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you Harry. I felt that something was wrong, that you were hurt, weeks before I actually came to get you. I should have came earlier Harry, I should have. I'm so sorry Harry, I'm a horrible godfather and I know it, you deserve better than me, you really do." Sirius didn't bother to wipe away the tears that were forming in the corners of his eyes.

Harry meant everything to him. Everything. He was the one thing he kept on living for and it hurt him to even think about giving Harry up. But, deep in his heart he knew that he was no good to Harry, he deserved better. Heck, he probably didn't even mean anything to him, just someone who offered him a place to get away from the Dursleys then went and broke that. Sirius shook that thought out of his head. No. He meant something to Harry. Didn't he?

~*~

Harry wondered where he was. All he knew was that he was away from the Dursley's house but other than that, he had no clue. His mind was a blur and his head was really hurting him. His body, he was sure, was on fire. It had to be. Slowly he became aware of someone holding him...

~*~

Harry moaned softly from the pain he was in. It was a real quiet moan, but Sirius still heard it.

"Harry?" He asked, hope filling his voice.

Harry's mind worked for a split second, letting him recognize whose voice it was. Sirius. It was Sirius who was here with him. Harry whimpered softly to answer Sirius.
"Harry!" Sirius pulled his godson closer to him. Harry was conscious again. Sirius knew he needed to keep him conscious until Lupin got back.
"Harry, do you know who it is?" He asked. Sirius watched his godson for any sign of an answer, which came in a slightest shake of his head a yes. Sirius grinned. "Who is it?"

Harry tried to say Sirius but found he couldn't. His lips and throat were swollen from not having any water in the last two weeks. Instead, he found Sirius's hand, which had been holding onto his, and, using all his strength, traced a small "S" on Sirius's hand with his finger.

Sirius watched with interest as Harry traced an 'S' in his hand. Then it dawned on him. S for Sirius.

"Sirius?"

Harry once again nodded a very small yes.

"Yes, it's me Harry. You're going to be all right ok? I'm not going anywhere." He added in a rush for once Harry knew it was him for sure he had pushed himself against Sirius even harder, trying to ignore the pain it caused.

Sirius smiled softly as he watched his godson snuggle closer to him.

~*~

Harry could hear Sirius talking to him. He couldn't understand anything anymore, but that didn't seem to matter. All he knew was it was Sirius, his godfather, and that's all he cared about.
He felt something cool on his face and it seemed to make the pain stop for a second. He could hear Sirius's voice still talking to him, and Harry was content to just lie there and listen, just listen.
A/n: So, how was it?!?! Yes, I'm horrible, I know. Don't yell! Harry will be all right, maybe... It depends, and then there is Sirius...