Ok, thanks to everyone who reviewed. I'm so happy that you guys liked it! Here is chapter 2!!!!!

The night before had been worse then Harry had expected. His arm had a long cut; his face had bruises all over it. It had been worse then before.

"Help!" His head cried. "Help!"

Harry was showing no emotion but his eyes mostly gave it away. Uncle Vernon's voice came from the kitchen.

"Make me breakfast!"

Harry groaned softly to him self as he got out of the cupboard. His walking was a bit funny looking, like a person who was drunk and at the same time broken his leg. As Harry tumbled into the kitchen Vernon was looking at Harry in disgust.

"Well, get me breakfast boy!"

"Yes Uncle Vernon." Was all Harry could say.

*I hate it here* A voice in his head said.

**excuse me?* Harry thought.

*Um.I said that it's really-who are you?!* the voice said.

**Harry, Harry Potter**

*Hi Harry, I'm your godfather*

**I have a godfather?!**

*yeah, could you help me get out of prison?*

**I live with my Uncle and he-*

"Boy! Where's the morning paper?" Vernon sneered.

**I have to go. By the way what's your name?**

*Sirius Black*

Harry went to get the paper and spent the day thinking about that voice. He kept on muttering 'Sirius Black' without knowing why.