Chapter 4: Where the hell are they?
Sirius and Harry had been at the shelter for a little over a week now, well David and Liam Redbridge had been. Sirius knew they couldn't be there much longer. He'd decided they were going to go to another town, another shelter, where there was no way any one magical would see them. Not that they'd recognise him anyway.
Early on the Sunday morning, Sirius and Harry took off for Newcastle, a long way away, but Sirius felt that in the big city they would be safe. Sirius changed to Padfoot as soon as they were out of sight and together, over many days they walked the many miles to their new home.
~*~
"Where the hell is he?" snarled a sandy haired man, as he burst through a door, grasping a newspaper. An old, weary looking man looked up from his daze and greeted the man.
"Ahh, Remus, how are you today?" the man said calmly.
Remus and the man were great friends, the man being Remus' only confidant for four year now, "Pissed. When did you realise the bastard escaped?"
"I was informed yesterday, he escaped early that morning." He said calmly as the young man threw himself into one of the chintz armchairs in front of the desk.
"Damn it Albus, why didn't you tell me?" Remus demanded of the older man.
"Alas, I was extremely busy, it has caused quite a panic. I have been at Azkaban and the Ministry for countless hours, trying to determine how he did it," Albus sighed, and lowered his gaze. Remus fidgeted in his chair, wondering whether he should reveal Sirius' secret. They'd made a pact the four of them, never to tell. He couldn't just abandon that, and Azkaban sent you made and took your powers? It couldn't of helped him to become a dog, and he couldn't of done it anyway. No. He'd just feel as if he betrayed the Marauders, and Dumbledores trust if he told. No. It wasn't necessary.
Remus snapped put of his thoughts and voiced a question that puzzled and scared him, "Why? Why did he escape? Why now? Why?"
Albus sighed, "Remus, there was a picture found in his cell."
"Of what?" the werewolf asked sharply. It was drawing close to the full moon, and he seriously wasn't in the mood for crap and the headmasters' cryptic clues.
"Harry." Albus said simply.
"No... he can't have... he can't he's just a child. Why would he be after Harry?" Remus babbled incoherently.
"It is thought that he escaped to finish what his master failed," Dumbledore said sadly.
All the colour drained out of Remus' face, "No. No, he can't, Albus what are you going to do?"
"Remus, would you check on young Mister Potter?" Albus asked.
"Of course," spluttered Remus, "What's the address? Do I go now?"
"Relax child. There is a Squib, Arabella Figg living nearby. Floo there, and she will tell you." Dumbledore smiled.
Remus stood up, and did as directed, and Flooed to Arabella Figg's home.
"Mrs Figg?" Remus spluttered as he walked out of the fireplace. A short old woman, with a cat under one arm, and two walking in and out of her legs was standing looking warily at Remus.
"Yes. Remus Lupin?" she asked sharply.
"Yes. I need the address of Harry Potter, Albus said you had it?" Remus asked politely. He'd been brought up to respect his elders, even in they were cranky old women who smelled of cabbage.
"Number four Privet Drive. Go down the street, turn left, left again, and down the street a way until you get to a house. It has a mailbox outside, and small rose bushes. Easy to find. Well what are you waiting for? Go!!" she herded him out of the living room, and shooed him out of the front door. The door slammed behind him, and he looked at it for a moment before dusting himself off, and followed her directions to Number Four Privet Drive.
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"Hi. I'd like to apply for a job, in building, if that's possible?" Sirius asked brightly. They'd been in Newcastle for a month and nothing had been heard from anyone. Him and Harry had been in a shelter for three weeks, and Sirius worked seemingly continuously for the weeks, to earn them money to rent their own flat. A cheap flat. A small flat. Their own flat.
A woman looked at Sirius wordlessly before she handed him a handful of papers, "Fill them out." She gave him a pen and pointed in the direction of some chairs. He was applying for a job... anywhere. He was at a job centre, and he was looking for a job in the building industry. He'd heard form men he'd spoken to that it paid well, and had good enough hours. Sirius grinned at her, and scooped Harry off the floor and sat him on one of the old chairs. Sirius immediately began to chew his pen, as he tried to deceiver the papers.
One hour later, and a very bored Harry, he had filled them out and handed them back. She looked down her nose at him and said, "Well Mr - " she looked at his forms, "- Redbridge. You will get a letter in a couple of days when something is found for you."
Sirius nodded, and made to turn around before he turned back, "Hey, do you know where the nearest kids school is?"
She looked at him and her eyes flickered to Harry, "I believe there is one a few minutes from your address. Called William Law. Not a bad school."
Sirius brightened, "Thanks. Hey, Lee, we got you a school. You wanna check it out?"
Harry nodded reluctantly, and walked up to Sirius, "I don't like school... Dad."
Sirius grimaced at the name. That was for James and James only, but it was necessary for their cover, "Well, Dudley isn't at this one is he?"
Harry looked thoughtful and shook his head. Sirius smiled again.
"Good. See." Sirius said, and hauled Harry into his arms, "Thanks for your help," he said over his shoulder as he walked out of the building, and they set off home.
~*~
Remus took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Pleeease let Harry be here.
A large man with no neck answered the door, "What?"
Rude bastard, "I'm a teacher from Little Whinging Primary School, is Harry here?" Remus bluffed. He remembered this man. His and Sirius had been here to curse - cough visit Lily's sister a while ago, and this man had not taken kindly to finding them to be wizards. Probably best to forget that for a minute.
"No, little runt ran away, a week ago. Good riddance and all." The man said, and made to shut the door, but Remus stuck his foot in front of it.
"You told noone? You left a five year old on the streets?" Remus hissed, seething with anger.
The man grunted, "Freak... your one of them aren't you? PETUNIA!!"
Remus rolled his eyes, and a skinny blonde came to the door, "You."
"Me." Remus replied.
"Where's your partner in crime?" she hissed.
Remus stiffened, "Prison. For the betrayal of your sister and 13 others." Hell, scaring these people was the least they deserved.
Their eyes widened, "Look what do you want?" The man.... Vernon? Growled.
"Where the hell is Harry?" Remus said, his eyes glowing amber. The wolf was very close to the surface at the moment.
"We - don't know. He's gone. Leave us be." Petunia squeaked and slammed the door.
Damn. Remus needed to yell at something. Someone. He made his way back to Arabella Figg's. Dumbledore never minded when he yelled at him. And he needed telling anyway.
~*~
The Boy-Who-Lived Missing!
Today the saviour of out world is gone. Noone knows where he is. There
have also been no sightings of Sirius Black, notorious mass murderer.
The connection? Sirius Black was imprisoned for betraying Lily and
James Potter, resulting in their deaths and You-Know-Who's demise, and
the killings of 12 Muggles and his childhood friend Peter Pettigrew.
Harry Potter hasn't been seen for nearly a week, Black 9 days. It has
been speculated that Black kidnapped Harry to finish the job his
master couldn't. May we all pray for the boy to be found safe and
soon...
Rita Skeeter
Ta da whaydya think? I ent updated for a while because of the disgusting amount of coursework I have... ich, yuck - yeah. Anyway please review, and long reviews = good, got it? Ta very much!!
Sirius and Harry had been at the shelter for a little over a week now, well David and Liam Redbridge had been. Sirius knew they couldn't be there much longer. He'd decided they were going to go to another town, another shelter, where there was no way any one magical would see them. Not that they'd recognise him anyway.
Early on the Sunday morning, Sirius and Harry took off for Newcastle, a long way away, but Sirius felt that in the big city they would be safe. Sirius changed to Padfoot as soon as they were out of sight and together, over many days they walked the many miles to their new home.
~*~
"Where the hell is he?" snarled a sandy haired man, as he burst through a door, grasping a newspaper. An old, weary looking man looked up from his daze and greeted the man.
"Ahh, Remus, how are you today?" the man said calmly.
Remus and the man were great friends, the man being Remus' only confidant for four year now, "Pissed. When did you realise the bastard escaped?"
"I was informed yesterday, he escaped early that morning." He said calmly as the young man threw himself into one of the chintz armchairs in front of the desk.
"Damn it Albus, why didn't you tell me?" Remus demanded of the older man.
"Alas, I was extremely busy, it has caused quite a panic. I have been at Azkaban and the Ministry for countless hours, trying to determine how he did it," Albus sighed, and lowered his gaze. Remus fidgeted in his chair, wondering whether he should reveal Sirius' secret. They'd made a pact the four of them, never to tell. He couldn't just abandon that, and Azkaban sent you made and took your powers? It couldn't of helped him to become a dog, and he couldn't of done it anyway. No. He'd just feel as if he betrayed the Marauders, and Dumbledores trust if he told. No. It wasn't necessary.
Remus snapped put of his thoughts and voiced a question that puzzled and scared him, "Why? Why did he escape? Why now? Why?"
Albus sighed, "Remus, there was a picture found in his cell."
"Of what?" the werewolf asked sharply. It was drawing close to the full moon, and he seriously wasn't in the mood for crap and the headmasters' cryptic clues.
"Harry." Albus said simply.
"No... he can't have... he can't he's just a child. Why would he be after Harry?" Remus babbled incoherently.
"It is thought that he escaped to finish what his master failed," Dumbledore said sadly.
All the colour drained out of Remus' face, "No. No, he can't, Albus what are you going to do?"
"Remus, would you check on young Mister Potter?" Albus asked.
"Of course," spluttered Remus, "What's the address? Do I go now?"
"Relax child. There is a Squib, Arabella Figg living nearby. Floo there, and she will tell you." Dumbledore smiled.
Remus stood up, and did as directed, and Flooed to Arabella Figg's home.
"Mrs Figg?" Remus spluttered as he walked out of the fireplace. A short old woman, with a cat under one arm, and two walking in and out of her legs was standing looking warily at Remus.
"Yes. Remus Lupin?" she asked sharply.
"Yes. I need the address of Harry Potter, Albus said you had it?" Remus asked politely. He'd been brought up to respect his elders, even in they were cranky old women who smelled of cabbage.
"Number four Privet Drive. Go down the street, turn left, left again, and down the street a way until you get to a house. It has a mailbox outside, and small rose bushes. Easy to find. Well what are you waiting for? Go!!" she herded him out of the living room, and shooed him out of the front door. The door slammed behind him, and he looked at it for a moment before dusting himself off, and followed her directions to Number Four Privet Drive.
~*~
"Hi. I'd like to apply for a job, in building, if that's possible?" Sirius asked brightly. They'd been in Newcastle for a month and nothing had been heard from anyone. Him and Harry had been in a shelter for three weeks, and Sirius worked seemingly continuously for the weeks, to earn them money to rent their own flat. A cheap flat. A small flat. Their own flat.
A woman looked at Sirius wordlessly before she handed him a handful of papers, "Fill them out." She gave him a pen and pointed in the direction of some chairs. He was applying for a job... anywhere. He was at a job centre, and he was looking for a job in the building industry. He'd heard form men he'd spoken to that it paid well, and had good enough hours. Sirius grinned at her, and scooped Harry off the floor and sat him on one of the old chairs. Sirius immediately began to chew his pen, as he tried to deceiver the papers.
One hour later, and a very bored Harry, he had filled them out and handed them back. She looked down her nose at him and said, "Well Mr - " she looked at his forms, "- Redbridge. You will get a letter in a couple of days when something is found for you."
Sirius nodded, and made to turn around before he turned back, "Hey, do you know where the nearest kids school is?"
She looked at him and her eyes flickered to Harry, "I believe there is one a few minutes from your address. Called William Law. Not a bad school."
Sirius brightened, "Thanks. Hey, Lee, we got you a school. You wanna check it out?"
Harry nodded reluctantly, and walked up to Sirius, "I don't like school... Dad."
Sirius grimaced at the name. That was for James and James only, but it was necessary for their cover, "Well, Dudley isn't at this one is he?"
Harry looked thoughtful and shook his head. Sirius smiled again.
"Good. See." Sirius said, and hauled Harry into his arms, "Thanks for your help," he said over his shoulder as he walked out of the building, and they set off home.
~*~
Remus took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Pleeease let Harry be here.
A large man with no neck answered the door, "What?"
Rude bastard, "I'm a teacher from Little Whinging Primary School, is Harry here?" Remus bluffed. He remembered this man. His and Sirius had been here to curse - cough visit Lily's sister a while ago, and this man had not taken kindly to finding them to be wizards. Probably best to forget that for a minute.
"No, little runt ran away, a week ago. Good riddance and all." The man said, and made to shut the door, but Remus stuck his foot in front of it.
"You told noone? You left a five year old on the streets?" Remus hissed, seething with anger.
The man grunted, "Freak... your one of them aren't you? PETUNIA!!"
Remus rolled his eyes, and a skinny blonde came to the door, "You."
"Me." Remus replied.
"Where's your partner in crime?" she hissed.
Remus stiffened, "Prison. For the betrayal of your sister and 13 others." Hell, scaring these people was the least they deserved.
Their eyes widened, "Look what do you want?" The man.... Vernon? Growled.
"Where the hell is Harry?" Remus said, his eyes glowing amber. The wolf was very close to the surface at the moment.
"We - don't know. He's gone. Leave us be." Petunia squeaked and slammed the door.
Damn. Remus needed to yell at something. Someone. He made his way back to Arabella Figg's. Dumbledore never minded when he yelled at him. And he needed telling anyway.
~*~
The Boy-Who-Lived Missing!
Today the saviour of out world is gone. Noone knows where he is. There
have also been no sightings of Sirius Black, notorious mass murderer.
The connection? Sirius Black was imprisoned for betraying Lily and
James Potter, resulting in their deaths and You-Know-Who's demise, and
the killings of 12 Muggles and his childhood friend Peter Pettigrew.
Harry Potter hasn't been seen for nearly a week, Black 9 days. It has
been speculated that Black kidnapped Harry to finish the job his
master couldn't. May we all pray for the boy to be found safe and
soon...
Rita Skeeter
Ta da whaydya think? I ent updated for a while because of the disgusting amount of coursework I have... ich, yuck - yeah. Anyway please review, and long reviews = good, got it? Ta very much!!