Disclaimer: Sorry that I took so long to post this chapter, I was busy getting my other story, 'Losing Myself' onto the net.

I feel so bad for Harry in this chapter. He is so sad. He becomes happy again in the eleventh chapter, I can't keep Harry sad.

'A Day In The Life' is all Lennon/McCartney.

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Gains and Losses

Chapter 9

The House Of Lords

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I read the news today oh, boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well, I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure
if he was from the House of Lords
I saw a film today oh, boy
The English army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had to look
Having read the book
I'd love to turn you on.

Harry cried into Remus' shirt as Sirius was being pulled out of the courtroom. He couldn't believe it. His godfather was being taken away to Azkaban! He would probably never see him again. And what about him? Where would he live now.

Suddenly Dumbledore walked over to Harry. He put a hand on his shoulder. Harry shivered being touched my the man who had taken his godfather away from him.

"Come on Harry, it's time to fix you up" Dumbledore said

Remus let go of Harry and Dumbledore raised his wand. Harry was slightly scared. He didn't know what he was going to do.

"Don't worry, this wont hurt a bit"

Dumbledore waved his wand and miraculously all the cuts and bruises that the deatheaters had inflicted upon him were gone. Another wave of Dumbledore's wand removed the blood from Harry's clothes.

"There, I told you it wouldn't hurt"

Harry looked down at his shoes. He was still mad at Dumbledore for sending Sirius away.

"How could you? How could you let them take him away?" Harry said in barely more than a whisper.

"Harry, I've already told you. Your godfather is a very guilty man. He killed 13 people and sold your parent to Voldemort. He's the reason you have no parents"

"No he isn't! Pettigrew committed those crimes, not Sirius! Sirius would never do that!"

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. Why did the child keep saying that? He couldn't have gotten it from Black.

"Remus, what is the child talking about?" Dumbledore said as he turned toward Remus

"It's true, Peter Pettigrew committed those crimes. He and Sirius switched places as secret keeper at the last minute. It turned out that Peter was the deatheater. Sirius went to hunt him down after Lily and James died and he found him in a muggle street. Pettigrew blew up those twelve muggles, cut of his finger and transformed into a rat."

"How could he have transformed into a rat?"

"He's an unregistered animagus. He transformed into a rat and ran away somewhere. Probably to some deatheater party"

"Pettigrew's alive?"

"Yes. Sirius never killed him, he's innocent"

"Oh Merlin, I have to talk to Cornelius"

Dumbledore ran over to Fudge who had been to interested in his paperwork to have been listening.

"Cornelius, can I talk to you?"

"Yeah, but make it quick"

Dumbledore explained everything that Remus had told him, hopping that Fudge would believe him.

"That's all a bunch of rubbish!" Fudge snapped

"It's not, Black is innocent"

"I don't believe it! I believe that Black committed those crimes and I don't plan on changing my mind anytime soon!"

"Cornelius, you just sent an innocent man to Azkaban for doing absolutely nothing. It isn't fair ad I wont have of it!"

He's not innocent" Fudge almost yelled "He's guilty and always will be! There is absolutely nothing you can do to make me change my mind and set him free! Nothing!"

Dumbledore walked back to Harry, Remus and Romulus, defeated. He should have known that Fudge wouldn't believe him. He should have taken the position as Minister when he was asked to. That way he could have freed Sirius.

"It was absolutely no use!" Dumbledore said as he approached Remus

Remus buried his head in his hands. He wanted his best friend back. It would be so lonely without him. Then again, he still had his son.

"What about Harry?" Remus asked

"I can answer that" said a voice

The four of them turned around to find Fudge in back of them. It was obvious that he hated them. They all hated him.

"While searching for Black I found a muggle family living in Canada that is willing to take him in. I told them about Potter being a wizard and showed them some magic. They know all about Potter having to go to Hogwarts when he turns eleven and everything else that there is to know"

Harry was shocked. They were going to send him away to live with people that he didn't even know. He looked over to Romulus who looked just as shocked as he did.

"NOO! I don't wanna go!" Harry screamed

"You cant send him away, please" begged Remus "I'll take him in, he can stay with me and Romulus"

"You think I'd give him to you? With your condition? Sorry but my mind is made up and Potter is going!"

"Why can't you send him to Lily's sister, Petunia? She lives in England. That way we could visit Harry."

"It is far to close. If Black somehow broke out of Azkaban it would be too easy for him to get Potter and kill him"

Remus sighed. He was defeated. He walked over to Harry an pulled him into a hug.

"I'll miss you Pup. I promise that you'll see us again one day"

"I'll miss you too"

Romulus walked over to him and pulled him into a hug.

"I can't believe they are making you do this. It's not fair"

"I know, but promise me that we will be friend forever, no matter what"

"Friend forever"

Fudge grabbed onto Harry's wrist and began to drag him out of the courtroom .

"I'll see you in five years!" Harry yelled

"See you then! I love you!"

"I love you too!"

Fudge led Harry to a dusty old fireplace and flooed them to a muggle airport. Fudge handed Harry a suitcase and a plane ticket and pushed him onto the plane.

In the plane a friendly young woman took Harry's hand and led him to a seat. Harry watched as the houses got smaller and smaller as the plane got higher. In a couple of days he would be at his new home.

Woke up, got out of bed
dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
and looking up, I noticed I was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
Somebody spoke and I went into a dream
I read the news today oh, boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes
it takes to fill the Albert Hall
I'd love to turn you on

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Disclaimer: Harry will NOT hate his new home. He will like it and be happy. Please review!