This is the second chapter fixed. Hope you enjoy!

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Chapter Two

Clouds were rolling over the sky fast and it was getting dark.quickly. The air was getting cool and chilly. The grey clouds Harry seen earlier were now promising rain.

Harry started to walk faster but he knew he'd never reach Ron's house before it started raining. He considered letting Hedwig out to try and fly to Ron's house but he didn't want her to get lost when the storm came. Harry felt a drop it him on the head. He put his hood up on his jacket to stay dry. So far he had walked several blocks and was now lost. Harry remembered a few years ago when he, Ron, Fred and George flew the car to their house. Harry knew he was walking in the same direction but it was hard to navigate from the ground. It had taken long to fly to his house and it seemed like it was going to take forever to get there walking. He wished he had a map.

A loud clash of thunder overhead caused Harry to jump and for the sky to start pouring rain.

'Great,' Harry thought angrily and kept walking at a fast pace.

Harry wondered quickly into the nearest building to get dry. It just so happened it was a travel and tourism centre. He pulled some muggle money from the bottom of his trunk and asked the clerk if they had any maps of the countryside. The clerk disappeared behind the counter for a few minutes and came back with a large map in his hands.

"Five pounds, please," he said.

Harry handed him the money and took the map and his trunk and left the shop knowing he couldn't wait in there forever until the rain stopped. He walked down the road for a few minutes and opened up his map. He scanned the area for Ron's area and realized it was almost several towns away. This would take a lot of walking. He would summon the Knight Bus but he spent all of his wizard money on the train from Hogwarts last year. Sighing miserably, he kept walking.

Three hours later Harry was out of the urban area and was now walking in the countryside. He decided to take a break for the night and see if it was possible for him to sleep in the pouring rain and soaking wet. He sat down on his trunk but he knew he'd never fall asleep. He stood up again and opened his trunk to get some leftover snacks but found that he didn't have any. He also didn't have any muggle money left to buy anything either. He gave up looking for anything and sat back down on his trunk and started to sob. He'd never felt so helpless before. He knew his chances were very unlikely that he was going to find Ron's house, even with the map, but he willed himself to try. Harry was too lost in thought to notice a car coming down the rocky road. The car came to a stop and the driver got out.

"Are you alright, lad?" The driver who was standing over Harry had a heavy Scottish accent.

Harry looked up, startled. "Oh, I'm uh, fine, thanks."

"Are you sure? You're all alone. What are you doing out in this weather anyway?"

"I'm fine, really," Harry said. He would of asked him to give him a ride to Ron's house but no muggle knew where it was and Harry wasn't good with directions. The man didn't look like he was going to leave and Harry didn't know what to do. He finally decided to lie to him.

"My parents know I'm here. You might as well leave now, sir, I'm fine," Harry said.

"Well, okay then. Only if you're sure,"

"Yeah, I am."

The Scottish driver got back into his car and drove away down the long country street. Harry sighed and rested for a few hours. Daybreak came and he got up again. He continued to walk for a while with the rain still pouring. He looked up at the grey sky and saw that it didn't look like it was going to clear up for a long time. He really wished he could use a little magic to make his trunk feather-light or at least shrink it but he'd gotten into too much trouble with the Ministry before and he definitely didn't want to be expelled from Hogwarts - it was the only home he felt like he ever had.

A couple hours later of non-stop walking, nightfall had come. The lightning overhead was still bright and the thunders loud. Harry saw an ancient- looking house in the distance. It looked like the only one around here. A light was flickering from inside one of the windows and then went out unexpectedly. Harry was a few yards from the house when he stopped walking to rest for the night. Harry buried his head in his knees to hide from the rain.

The door to the old house opened and a man and a large dog came outside. The man bent down and hugged the dog briefly, then waved it off. The dog started running down the long driveway.

"Good luck," The man called after the dog and went back into the house. The dog started running down the road in Harry's direction. Harry lifted his head up and noticed the dog looked a lot like Sirius except it smelled like wet dog and was soaked. 'It can't be Sirius,' Harry thought. 'He's on a mission for Dumbledore. What would he doing in the middle of nowhere?' The dog glanced at Harry as it trotted by him. Then the dog stopped in its path and turned around. It stared at Harry for a minute then walked up to him. Harry looked into the dog's eyes and noticed they were dark blue, just like Sirius'. The dog grabbed Harry's sleeve on his jacket and gently tugged on it as if wanting him to get up. Harry obeyed and grabbled his trunk, letting the dog lead him back in the direction it came. The dog kept a hold of his sleeve as he tugged him down the road. Harry was having trouble keeping up with the dog's fast pace, having walked all day. They went up the long, rocky driveway and up to the front wooden door. The dog let go of Harry and scratched at the front door. A minute later it opened and there stood a man wearing an old robe.

"What are you doing back, Padfoot? Who's that you got there? Come on in," he said.

Harry gasped. It was Sirius! They stepped inside the house and Harry got his first look around. His first impression was that inside the house looked a lot more ancient than it did outside. All of the furniture was from the seventeenth century and the paintings on the walls were all Van Gogh and Picasso. There were also wizard photos above the stone fireplace. There was no TV and only a small old radio sitting on the table in front of a couch. There were no lights on either. Just a bunch of candles lit hanging in midair. It reminded Harry of Hogwarts a little bit.

Harry turned and looked at the man that let him and the dog in. Harry gasped when he recognized who it was.

"Professor Lupin?!" Harry asked, surprisingly. He looked a lot better from when Harry last saw him. He looked a lot healthier and fuller now.

"Harry, is that you? What are you doing all the way out here? And alone? You know Voldemort's in power right now! You should be safe at your aunt and uncle's house!"

The dog changed back into human and Harry noticed changes in him too, only he looked way different than Harry had ever seen him. His hair was washed and short and he also looked a lot healthier and that he'd been eating right. Harry ignored Professor Lupin and smiled up at Sirius. It was the first time he'd smiled in days, and seeing his godfather definitely could make him smile.

"Harry, how did you end up here?" Sirius asked.

"Um.I ran away from home," Harry said in a small voice.

Sirius was amazingly calm. "Why did you do that?"

Harry stepped closer to one of the candles so the light illuminated on his face. Harry took off his hood and he heard Sirius and Professor Lupin gasp at the sight of the marks and bruises on his face. They both came closer to him with worried looks on their faces.

"Who did this to you?" Professor Lupin asked.

Harry was about to speak but Sirius cut him off and said angrily, "Who do you think did this to him, Moony? It's obvious was his uncle! That bastard! How dare he touch him!"

"Is Sirius right, Harry?" Lupin asked calmly, ignoring the look Sirius gave him.

"Yes," Harry muttered looking at the floor and brushing a tear away.

Sirius and Professor Lupin looked at Harry, who was trying not to cry in front of them. They glanced at each other and both stepped forward to hug him. Harry was tense at first, having hardly ever be hugged but he relaxed in their arms and let the tears fall. Sirius and Lupin were both wet after hugging them but they didn't seem to care. They helped Harry take off his jacket and shoes and led him up the stairs and into the living room. Moony went into the kitchen to get them a drink and a snack and Sirius sat with him on the couch.

When Moony came back into the living room what he saw made him smile sadly. Sirius was sitting on the couch with his arm wrapped around Harry's shoulders and they were talking softly, most likely about the running away business. Moony sat on the other side of Harry and gave him and Sirius some tea and biscuits. They ate quietly and by the time they'd finished it was past midnight. Harry had his head on Sirius' shoulder and was nearly asleep. Sirius shook him gently and got up. He and Moony went upstairs to get Harry some blankets and a pillow for the night. While they were upstairs, Harry went to the door to get his trunk and Hedwig. He brought them up to the living room and opened his trunk. He found his oversized pyjamas and put them on. A minute later, Sirius and Professor Lupin returned with blankets and a pillow. Sirius beckoned Harry to lie down on the couch. He put the pillow behind his head and threw approximately five blankets on him, tucking him in like a little kid.

"Sirius, I'm too old to be tucked in," Harry whined.

Sirius just smiled and got ready to leave but Harry grabbed his arm; he'd been meaning to ask him some questions.

"Sirius, how did you know I was outside earlier?"

"I didn't. I was just leaving to alert more people about Voldemort's return, when I saw you sitting on the side of the road like that."

"Oh. Is this Professor Lupin's house?"

Sirius laughed at hearing his friend be called a professor. "Yep. It got left in his possession after his parents died," Sirius said softly.

"Oh. Um, Sirius, Hedwig hasn't been fed in a while. Does Professor Lupin have any owl food?"

"Yeah, he has an owl himself. I'll go get some and feed Hedwig for you. Is that all you need now?"

"Yeah. Night, Sirius."

"Night," Sirius said, ruffling Harry's hair. He then picked up Hedwig's cage and left the room.

The last four days had been the worst in Harry's life. But tonight, it all turned out all right. He seen Professor Lupin again, he was with his godfather, he was inside away from the rain and storm and best of all, and he was away from his uncle, hopefully forever. That night, Harry slept the best he had all summer.

Phew! ( Done another chapter. I tried to make this a little longer and I think it is. I just wish I could make them longer and more detailed. Oh well. I dunno when the next chapter will be up. I wrote this one when I was away from school. It should be up within a week at the least, matters how things go.

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