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Baby Psycho-

I know it's been a while, I've just been so busy recently that I totally forgot about my stories. This chapter is special for my friend Miggie, who was suffering after Sirius Black's death in the 5th Harry Potter book.

I've been advised to say that this story is AU, but really, come on. It is kind of obvious (

If you have any suggestions for the story then you can either post them in the reviews or you can e-mail me with them. I'm sorry if there are any grammar or spelling mistakes, I try to spell-check it all but some escape me.

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Gangster Times

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Draco pulled the black, wrinkled jacket up over his shoulders, the dark colour clashed badly with his pale face. Harry hardly recognised him, gone was the impeccably groomed businessman and in his place was an unshaven wreck with bags under his eyes.

Harry held out the cup of steaming coffee. It was so strong that you could practically see the coffee beans floating in the cup. Draco's eyes lighted up and he grabbed the cup with both hands before gulping it down.

The change was remarkable. Colour made its way into Draco's face, his eyes focused and he straightened out to his full height. It didn't wake him up fully, the wrinkled suit and bed hair was still there, but it was an improvement.

Draco scooped up the keys from the bedside table and smoothed his hair down with one hand before walking out to the car. Harry grabbed his wallet and jogged out to where Draco was trying to put the key into the keyhole.

"I'll drive, I'd prefer to stay on the road no offence meant", said Harry. Draco looked at him for a few seconds before he shrugged and handed over the keys. Harry started the car and pulled out of Friendly Frida's.

They drove in silence until Harry remembered something important on his mind, "Where are we going?" He glanced over at Draco and saw the blonde trying to light a cigarette while the car bounced up and down on the dirt track. On his third or fourth try he managed to light the damn thing, and he inhaled a mouthful of nicotine goodness.

Draco wound down the window and savoured the taste before blowing the stream of smoke out. He then turned to look at Harry and said, "We're going to a friend's house, it's safe, we can stay there for a while."

Harry snorted at Draco's answer, " I mean, where is it. You know, so I can get there by looking at a map." He paused then continued talking, "Not that I don't enjoy your company but I'd really like to get to this place as quickly as possible."

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Sirius Black was considered one of the force's best agents. He got the job done every time, he was also one of the nicest kids you could meet, or that's what everyone said. His current assignment was surveillance on a dealer named Severus Snape.

Personally, Sirius thought that his talents were wasted on this piece of low life scum. From what he could see the dealer was a usual two-bit who just happened to know some important people.

With most surveillance cases you either find yourself drawn to the person or there is the opposite, you loathe them. In Sirius's case it was definitely the latter. Everything about the git pissed him off, even when he was high the guy was a major jerk.

So of course Sirius was seething now as he watched the transmission from the video camera they had placed in Severus's clock. The idiot was cleaning! First he had spent a good time passed out, then there was a phone call and now her was getting busy with a dust buster.

Sirius sighed, this could be the big break they were waiting for. Maybe one of Snape's clients was coming over for a trade, he could finally bust him and be rid of this stupid job. Lily had already threatened to dump him for this guy named...Jim or James...some hot- shot internal affairs detective.

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They had driven non-stop for a few hours, Draco mumbled directions every now and then but apart from that it was pretty quit in the car. Harry pulled over to the curb, he looked at Draco and said, "Your turn to drive, my turn to snooze" Draco laughed lightly and gladly stepped out of the car to stretch.

Harry groaned in pleasure as he felt the joints in his back pop back into their rightful place. He settled into the car seat and was they had hardly driven 5 minutes before he fell asleep.

Draco thought about the place they were heading to, it had been a shot in the dark, calling up Sev like that. It had been a long time since he had talked to his cousin, the last time was probably when he left home, the 25- year-old had just come to visit from his place in London.

It wasn't long after that when Severus denounced the family and everything they stood for, moved into a flat and started doing drugs. In some ways that was exactly what he had done, although he was forced to leave the family after some tensions arose.

The drive was very quiet, Harry slept almost the whole way through, only waking up once when he attempted to turn the radio on, and once when he stopped for coffee. The day was beginning to fade into night, the nicest part of the day in Draco's eyes.

The street was pretty crowded with cars trying to get home before the rush hour traffic. Draco was twisting around in his seat, trying to find Winton Street. Once he had spotted it he followed the map, turn right, left, straight and then after on final right he made it onto Severus's road.

The car pulled up outside quiet and unassuming brick building. It was your usual block of flats, there weren't even any balconies. He gently shoved Harry, waking him from his much needed beauty sleep.

"We're there, grab your stuff"

Harry blinked the sleep out of his eyes and looked around. The block of flats was one of a few, the other side of the street was made of single story houses and down the road a few places was an empty basketball court.

Draco was already half way to the door when Harry caught up, he didn't bother explaining anything, just rang the bell and waited to be buzzed up. Harry fidgeted in place, draco looked at him and tilted his head in a questioning movement.

Harry glared at him and said, "I really gotta piss"

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Sirius saw the black car pull up and saw the two men get out. Normally he would have dismissed it, but after that mornings phone call he was on edge. It also helped that he had files on every tenant in the building and neither of the men fit one of these descriptions.

He picked up the recorder that sat on the table and pressed the button, " 5.46 p.m.- Two unknowns enter the building. Transport is a black sedan, possibly a Lexus make. Both carry over night bags and are dressed in casual/formal clothes."

He jotted down notes about their appearance in a blank notebook and sat back, ready to watch the screen for the rest of the night.

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Draco knocked on door number 36, there was a shuffling noise from inside then a scratch as someone tried to insert a key into the lock. There was silence, then a stream of muffled and imaginative swearing before the heavy wooden door swung open.

Severus stood at the door, he was swaying gently from side to side and he looked very strung out. " DRACO...AND FRIEND, welcome to da house of pain." Severus managed to welcome them before he collapsed unconscious into Harry's arms.

Draco stepped in and surveyed the place. The room had a strange and intoxicating odour, probably a mixture of drugs on the simmer and drugs that had been used. The furniture was all to suit Severus style, the couch was an antique and most of the furniture was made from black steel.

He placed his bags down on the couch, crouched down in front of Sev and swung his fist straight at his face. It didn't connect. His fist was caught in the steel-like grip of a now fully aware Severus.

He nodded at his cousin and made the introductions, " Harry this is Severus, he's a dealer and Sev, this is Harry-the one I told you about"

Severus smirked at Harry, "I hope the accommodations are fitting for someone who's as famous as you are now."

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