Hey! Here is the next chapter! Thanks to all those who have reviewed. I hope you enjoy this one and I promise no more torture to Sirius or Harry. I swear I love Sirius! He's my fav but you know I had to do that to him. It was tough, I didn't kill him though! Please R/R and I don't own any of the characters, J. K. Rowling does! Oh and sorry, this is a bit of a short chapter, about 6 pages long. Sorry.

It was late that night and Severus Snape had been brewing potions for pleasure when he felt a burning sensation on his arm. He frown and curses the dark lord and put away the potion. He would never leave these Potions out in the open not with so many stupid students around.

Still cursing he quickly made his way to the gates so he could disapparate. He could only wonder what the Dark Lord wanted at this time of the night. At the gates however a strange sight met his eyes.

"Well what do we have here?"

"Its me Sirius."

"Ah the mutt escaped?" Snape asked.

"I can- thank you… for helping me," Sirius said sarcastically.

"Like I knew where he was hiding you," Snape snapped back.

"Harry's here, I…get… Dumbledore," Sirius told him.

"Well I've been called," said Snape. "I can't be carrying you around, it will be a little suspicious if I'm late."

"Get Hagrid… then!"

Snape turned Hagrid's house and with a wave of his wand sent a wave of sparks towards it. He made sure Hagrid had gotten the message and when the half giant appeared by the side of his house Snape went on leaving Sirius on the ground.

"Hey Hagrid," Sirius said wearily. "Long… time… no-see."

"Sirius! What, how did you get here? You have Harry. Have to get yeh up to Dumbledore!" Hagrid stooped low and picked up Sirius and Harry easily. "Yeh both are light as anything."

"We… did…it-so… it would… be easier… for you… to carry…us," Sirius tried to grin but was too weak.

**

"When is he going to wake up?"


Harry woke, he moved around a little bit. He tried to open his eyes but the light… it was so bright. He opened them but shut them again quickly. He opened one slowly and then the other to find his glasses on him and Dumbledore, Remus, Fletcher, Ron and Hermione all standing around his bed staring at him. He wished he was back asleep. They all had on angry expressions. He looked at Dumbledore whose eyes were not twinkling and he reminded Harry of the time that he and Ron flew the car to school. Dumbledore's expression made him want to duck under the covers and never come out.

"Mr. Potter," Dumbledore said softly. Harry gulped this wasn't good. He would have preferred Dumbledore to yell. "I thought I told you to stay in the castle."

Harry looked away. His eye caught the bed next to his where Sirius lay. "Is he okay?"

"He is but you have bigger things to be concerned about now," Dumbledore told him. "First of all I am extremely disappointed in you. You could have been killed! You disobeyed my orders as not only a student but also a member of the Order. I don't know what possessed you to go but I am highly disappointed. Therefore you are banned from all future Order meetings until I say so, you are to have completed all missed work by the end of the next week and the Hogsmeade trip next weekend you will not be going to. And to ensure that you don't go you will be spending the day in my office.

"I had a good reason," Harry snapped.

Fletcher laughed coldly, "A good reason? You walked blindly to where Voldemort was. You tried to be a hero, and you get caught right away, and then you spend a month tortured but you had a good reason."

"You don't understand he needed me!"

"And what about the wizarding world or the Order? What would we have done if he managered to kill you?" Fletcher asked.

Harry frowned and replied, "Well then I would have been the Boy-Who-Died wouldn't I? You would have needed someone else to be your tool I guess. Shame. Maybe I should have died." He looked away.

"I give up," Fletcher left. Dumbledore lingered for a moment more and then left.

Ron and Hermione shocked at what they had heard left leaving Harry alone. He sat back and closed his eyes.

**

Harry spent a week in the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey refused to let him leave until his weight was back up and cuts and bruises were healed. Sirius still had not woken up. Madam Pomfrey had given him a potion so he would only wake up when he was fully rested and healed. She had had him in her care so many times and she said she had no patience to deal with him again. She of course knew the truth about him.

When he was finally released it was Sunday and the day of the Hogsmeade trip. At breakfast, which Harry caught the tail end of he got an owl from Dumbledore reminding him to come to his office. While Dumbledore was looking, Harry crumbled it up.

When Ron and Hermione had gone to Hogsmeade he decided to let Dumbledore see him going up to Gryffindor Tower and then he would slip into the passageway to take him to Hogsmeade. He debated whether to take the Cloak and decided against it. He didn't care if Dumbledore found out. He just needed to get in. With a fake smile at Dumbledore he left the Great Hall and went up to the staircase to Gryffindor Tower. He looked behind him to see McGonagall watching him.

"Don't forget the Headmaster's office Mr. Potter!" she called to him.

"I have to get something from the Tower, let him know I will be there very soon," He called back to her without looking at her. He continued up the stairs.

She left him sure he was going up to the Tower and then he slipped back to the third floor and went through the statue. He started to run along. It felt good he decided as he reached the stairs and ran up them quickly. He had been cooped up in a bed for so long it felt good to run again.

He got to the trap door and opened it carefully after making sure that no one was down there. He slipped into Honeydukes and started to look for Ron and Hermione after buying some candy.

He found them arguing by the joke shop with their backs to him. Silently he went over and picked up Hermione easily.

"Ah!" she yelled and tried to kick him. Harry laughed.

Ron turned around, "Wow Harry."

"Harry Potter you let go of me!" she said now laughing.

"You didn't like that?" he put his arm around her shoulder.

"You aren't suppose to be here," she told him her eyebrows narrowing.

"Ah Hermione who cares," Harry sighed. "I've decided that I don't care what Dumbledore says."

"Harry I know you two aren't agreeing on certain things right now but he is still your Headmaster," she told him seriously and then her voice dropped, "and head of the Order."

"Skip the lecture," Harry looked at both of them, "lets have some fun today."

"Weren't you suppose to be in his office today?" Ron laughed.

"Probably," Harry grinned and shrugged. "Been to the joke shop Ron? I have shopping to do!"

He headed into Zonko's Joke Shop. Ron and Hermione watched amazed for about an hour as Harry went through the entire store picking out things he wanted. When he finally left he had about 5 bags of tricks.

"Harry?" Ron asked concerned.

"I have decided to take Fred and George's place. When I'm done they will look like clowns," Harry grinned evilly.

"Is this because of your fight with Dumbledore?"

"No this is me not caring about the world and for once doing what I want to do!" Harry responded.

They spent the rest of the day walking around Hogsmeade. Harry felt the eyes of Order members on him as they stood leaning against a building or walked by with a newspaper in front of their face. Ron and Hermione were oblivious to all this though. They stopped in at the Three Broomsticks for a butterbeer and even walked up to the Shrieking Shack to get away from everyone.

**

Later that afternoon upon arriving back at the school Harry saw a not so happy Dumbledore and McGonagall at the doors waiting for them. Ron and Hermione looked at Harry worried but still with one arm wrapped around Hermione's waist he greeted the two Professors, "Ah Professors you missed a wonderful day at the village."

"How about we have that nice chat in my office now Harry?" Dumbledore said. His tone was not angry but as Harry felt the power radiating off him of him he knew he was not in the least bit happy.

"Whatever you want," Harry said and he asked Hermione to take his packages up to the dorm, "I might be awhile." He whispered to her. He left them and let himself be led to Dumbledore's office.

They walked silently. McGongall who thought he might try and fun off walked on one side of him while Dumbledore on the other side. Harry hummed quietly and looked at all the pictures as though interested in them.

In Dumbledore's office Dumbledore pointed to a chair in front of his desk and Harry sat. McGonagall stood by the door and Dumbledore stood behind his desk.

"I told you not you were not to go to Hogsmeade and you were to be in my office all today. Did I not?"

"You did," Harry shrugged.

"But you went?"

"I did." Harry agreed. "Why did you go against my strict orders?" asked Dumbledore leaning of his desk for support.

"I just woke up today and decided to go against any order you gave me," said Harry.

"I don't like your tone," Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at him.

"I'm sorry," Harry rolled his eyes.

"Mr. Potter that is the Headmaster you are speaking to," McGonagall spoke harshly to him.

"Thank you, I wasn't aware of that," Harry nodded to her.

"What is wrong with you Harry?" Dumbledore sighed in a defeated sort of way.

"Nothing."

"You aren't acting like yourself," Dumbledore told him.

"Probably something to do with my age. I hear 16 is an evil age," Harry shrugged.

"Mr. Potter you will show respect to Professor Dumbledore," McGonagall said again.

"Of course," Harry rolled his eyes again. "Well I hate to break up this little party but I have things to do."

"I am not finished Mr. Potter," Dumbledore's voice rose. He was quickly losing his patience with Harry.

"I… don't… care," Harry said softly and loudly. "I don't care what you think. I'm suck of you telling me what to do. Your not my father, you can't tell me what to do." With that he walked over to the door, walked right by McGonagall who was stunned by his outburst and slammed the door behind him. The two Professors were too shocked to say anything for a full minute.

Finally Dumbledore put a hand to his forehead and searched for his seat. He sat down wearily, "I'm losing him."

McGonagall looked around, "What happened to him?"

"I don't know," Dumbledore sighed. "You don't think I've been too hard on him?"

"I don't know Albus," she crossed the room and sat down in the seat Harry had occupied. "I thought he was okay."

"I think whatever happened with Voldemort is bigger than we thought. He's back to 'no one understands what I've been through'"

"Poor boy," whispered McGonagall.

**

After storming out of Dumbledore's office he took a bag out of his pocket. He had forgotten to give this bag to Hermione conveniently. He called for the Marauder's Map. He checked the Map and made sure the rooms were empty. Grinning again he wiped clean the Map and went to work while everyone else was at dinner.

Later that night he got back to Gryffindor Tower. The common room was emptied and he went up to bed. Putting a silencing charm around his bed he fell asleep exhausted.