Harrt sat up in his room at his desk, reading all the sympathy letters he had received concerning

Sirius's death. He picked up one of them and looked at the name scrawled in green ink. The letter

bore the words "Sal Black number twelve grimmward palace" Harry read the letter aloud "Harry I

cannot explain everything in this letter that I wish to. Write to ron have his family come and get

you. Write back when you arrive there. Hedwig will know where to find me. Love, Snuffles son."

Harry stared at the letter not believing what it said. Thousands of thoughts raced through his

mind. "Sirius has a son? He never told me." Harry pulled out a pice of parachment,quill, and a

ink bottle. He dipped the quill tip into the ink bottle and started to write rather quickly. "Ron

come get me someone saying he is snuffles-" He stoped there as his door flew open there was

standing a boy a little taller than Harry. "So its Harry atlast we met. How rude am I? I didnt

bother to introduce myself. I'm Sal Black son of Sirius."

Harry stared at the man in front of him. "You're the one who sent the letter then?" harry asked in

puzzlement. The boy smiled at Harry. "O' course I am now get your things your leaving" Harry

stared at Sal. "You've got to be ridiculous. The Dursleys are right down stares they wont let me

go." Sal stared at him nodding his head. "I led them away made little Duddy scream for his

parents then took off down a back alley now hurry" Harry threw all of his things into a trunk. Sal

then led him downstairs to a nice black sleek car waiting for them to get in. Sal heaved Harry's

stuff into the trunk of the car.