Okay, you are all probably ticked at me and I don't blame you. My freakin' computer froze every time that I logged on to fanfiction.net so I couldn't update. My million (okay, 5) readers waiting to see where this soap opera is going. Well, it isn't going anywhere currently. In this chapter Harry yells a lot... and if you love Dumbledore and stuff I give you permission to flame me for making him somewhat evil in this chapter.

Chapter Five

Harry blinked.

"What?" he asked, looking from the girl with red hair, to Sirius.

"Sophie Potter." Said Sirius, his gaze never leaving Sophie's body. "We lost her after Voldemort destroyed your house." Sirius's gaze finally left the girl, to stare into Harry's eyes. "We thought... we thought she was dead, we felt no need to cause you anymore grief."

Harry's hands were shaking as he tore away from Sirius's eyes.

"Cause me grief." He said calmly, now shaking violently as he lost control. "CAUSE ME GRIEF!! THAT MEMOROY HAS BEEN CAUSING ME GRIEF FOR SIX YEARS, AND NO ONE SEEMED TO MIND THEN!!" yelled Harry.

He took a deep breath, which was his way of calming himself down.

"I guess what I'm wondering, is WHY THE HELL TELL ME NOW?"

"Because!" said Sirius, looking more like a madman then he had many years ago when he was in the papers. "Because...let me tell you the whole story. I was doing business for Dumbledore in Italy. I was roaming the streets as a sweet innocent stray, when I noticed a small girl looking out of her window straight at me. I knew who it was at once. She had the trademark eyes, and your mother's hair. I-I knew she had to come with me."

"WHAT IF YOU HAD BEEN WRONG??" demanded Harry. "What if this is some lonely orphan, who has no connection with the wizarding world huh? What THEN?" Harry took a breath.

"And if the ministry caught you? What would happen if Dumbledore got punished for smuggling a psycho into the school Professor Snuffles? What if Snape found out or a student recognized you, or the dementors come or-"

"SOAP!" demanded Sirius.

(A/N: Okay, I slapped myself when I wrote this, but I thought I might leave it in for a few laughs.)

"It's all taken care of. Dumbledore knows and I am perfectly safe..."

The color drained from Sirius's godson's face.

"Harry, what's wrong?"

Harry pointed at the door, where Dumbledore, and 9 dementors were entering the room.

A/N: I know, too short. But I'm building up for what happens next chapter. Read and Review!!