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Chapter 11

"What are you doing here?" Severus asked while looking at the shaken form of his ex.

Siri stood silent. He didn't know what to say.

"I'll ask you again," Sev, said very slowly, "What are you doing here?"

"I.I was."

"You were just what?"

"I was trying to escape reality and found a dead end."

"A dead end Black? What are you hiding from?" Severus was very pale.

Sirius didn't want to answer. He wanted to ask questions.

"WHAT ARE YOU HIDING FROM? Tell me why you have to come here to hide. Tell me why you have to come see him." Severus had tears rolling down his face. Why did this man that he so loved have to hurt him by standing there over his sons grave.

"Harry's dead. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't tell James I couldn't look James in the eye and tell him that his son was dead. That his son killed himself."

"What, you couldn't tell him that he drove his son to the point of suicide?" Severus was cold and angry. He may not have liked the Potter brat, but it was a shame that such a talented young boy killed him self. One semester is not enough for teens to become so depressed that it comes to the point of suicide. No, it was something deeper than not fitting in. It was some thing at home.

"You take that back it wasn't James' fault. It was Ha." but he knew he was wrong. He couldn't believe what he was saying. Here he was standing in the snow telling himself that it was Harry's fault for killing himself when he knew it other wise. He was eleven years old he was just a baby he couldn't possibly understand what it meant to kill himself. He looked up at Severus only to see that he was no longer standing in front of him but instead he was kneeing down next to the grave. One hand placed on his sons name the other whipping a stray tear. Sirius was finally struck with a grief, that which the likes of he had never felt.

The fact was that his godson killed himself and his son never got a chance to live. He had left Severus while he was carrying hiss child. He had left Severus to live with the pain all by himself. What kind of person was he?

"How did he die?" Sirius questioned.

When the other man didn't respond he asked again, "Sev, how did he die?"

"He was still born. A heart condition was what they said it was. He.. He.. Albus said that there was nothing I could have done to prevent it. That it was a genetic disorder. I never understood it." Tears were slowly running down his cheeks.

"Sev if had only known."

"Just leave Black. You can't do any thing now."

Sirius turned away and looked up at the Sky as if expecting to see an answer to all of his questions. It started to snow. All he could do was cry. He started to leave. When he heard a small whimper and felt long arms wrap around his waist.

"Please Siri I can't loose you."

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James Potter was dressed in black dress robes and for the first time since his wife had died he had skipped a day of work. Today was his son's funeral. And he wasn't ready to accept the fact yet. He was trying to deny it and now it was over. The fact was he never knew who his son was and now he didn't even have a chance to make up for it. He was alone in the world for the first time in his life and it was scary.

James appeared at the graveyard and saw that only a few people were there he had asked for the funeral to remain privet. He didn't want the press there to see him bury his son Sirius wasn't there though. In fact he hadn't seen Sirius since the day of Harry's su.

The funeral was short and to the point. James left as fast as he could. He didn't want to be there that night after Remus did a quick check in to make sure James was all right he found himself sitting in his son's room. He noticed exactly how little he knew about his son. There was music everywhere and he had old violin cases strewn around the room. He walked over to the smallest case and picked it up. This was the violin Lily had give their son on his fourth Christmas and her last. He only ever saw his son when he was practicing after she died. Yet he never saw a performance.

James started to cry holding his son's first Violin, he cried for all the time he had lost and the time he had wasted. But most of all he cried for his son.

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A tall lanky boy walked quietly in to the Ministry of Magic. He had black hair and black eyes. Which made him look ten times paler that he actually was. His robes were also black and slightly too small for him. They hung loosely off his thin frame and made him look extremely like a fat kid gone anorexic.

He was on a mission. And that mission was to find out who he was. There was a room in the ministry of magic that recorded the life of every minor which or wizard. It magically organized it self and hardly anyone ever went in there. The office held all-important papers on any minor who was born magical in Great Britain and Ireland, such as: copies of birth certificates, medical charts, all accounts of accidental Magic, criminal offences, and most importantly adoption papers. The only problem was that it was going to take forever to get thought all of the files they were in alphabetical order and there were a lot of them.

He found the office easily considering that it was midnight and walked in. Just as he suspected there were tons of papers. He sat down and grabbed the very first file on the shelf labeled "A-B YOB 1980"

"Aaron, Kala born February 21, 1980. Well that's not me." The boy said out Loud to no one in particular. He continued on this way until he had gone through every file from A to M. He pulled out every file that had adoption papers in them and set them aside for farther examination. He didn't even bother looking through "Malfoy, Draco's" file. He kept on pulling until he reached the S's

"Sindelar, Cristy born August 19 1980. And you have adoption papers. Close but not quite. " It was almost six am and he was going to have to leave very shortly so he quickly grabbed a random folder. This was going to be last on of the night.

"Snape-Black, Ravenus. Born August 5, !980." he flipped through the papers and found a set of adoption papers. he read through them and saw a picture of James and Lily Potter next to the final signature. He looked at the former name and saw that the line was blank and the line for new name read. It read Harold James Potter. The Boy flipped back to the birth certificate and read the parents name. Severus Snape And Sirius Black.

The boy formerly known as Harry Potter grabbed his bag and with file in hand he ran from the office. He had to get to Hogwarts.

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