DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, he belongs to J.K Rowling and if you are reading this and think any different then St. Mungo's should be your next port of call.

Chapter 11: The Ends of the Earth

July 31st 1990 (A busy day huh?)

As the clock struck 21:00 Sirius, Harry and still floating Remus appeared with a soft pop, in the centre of the living room. As soon as they landed Sirius rushed to the kitchen and came back with two Potions. He handed one to the shaking Harry who was obviously in shock.

"Come on Harry, drink up. It will help I promise." Sirius gently told Harry whilst drinking the other one himself.

Sirius was now stuck between a rock and a hard place. He had to get Remus medical attention now and as Hogwarts was not in session, St. Mungo's was the only place with the facilities to help Remus. Yet as soon as he stepped in public he knew it would be extremely hard to get away. "But Moony is worth it!" Sirius bitterly thought. Then he suddenly had an idea, brilliant and the only hope yet he was loath to use it, as it would mean putting Harry at some risk. He had to try though, for Moony.

"Harry, now I am going to ask you to do something for me but please before you say anything hear me out." Sirius after getting an accepting nod from Harry went on to briefly explain what he was going to do and what Harry had to do and say. Harry by the look of it didn't like it one bit but every time he looked like he was about to object, he took a look at the floating Remus and his reserve strengthened.

"I'll do it, for Moony." Harry finally said looking directly at his long time guardian.

"Thank you Harry, you don't know how much this means." Sirius said solemnly.

Sirius then grabbed an ornament off the fireplace and began to mutter furiously under his breath while waving his wand ever so slightly.

"Right Harry we're ready to go. Hold on to Moony." Sirius said whilst saying a last silent prayer for his friend.

"Portus" Sirius clearly said and with that, the trio was heading to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries hoping that they were in time to save their best friend.

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It was seconds later that the trio landed in the entrance hall of St. Mungo's for Magical Maladies and Injuries. Once they had landed the world stopped, or so it seemed. For five seconds anyone that was either in the entrance hall or by the receptionists' desk stopped frozen in shock at what had just happened. The Dark Lord was holding the Boy-Who-Lived or someone that looked like him as he had not been seen for about nine years and his number two albeit out of the frame at the moment, had just apparated into St. Mungo's. Then the panic started…

Witches and Wizards ran to the exit as fast as they could screaming and yelling about their lives and their families. Some people were frozen to their places while only one person; one person out of around sixty in the entrance hall drew his wand at the formidable form of Sirius Black.

"This is why people will never be able to fully defeat the dark, fear" Sirius mused to himself as he bellowed;

"Stupefy, Stupefy, Expelliarmus" The curses in quick succession ripped through the mans' shield and in seconds he was unconscious and his wand was in Sirius's hand, which he pocketed, you never know when you might need a wand.

Grabbing Harry in a way that might suggest that he be forcefully detaining him in place where he could injure him at any moment, Sirius with all of his formidability on display, strode up to the front desk. This was where the receptionist was still, frozen in place by the events that were transpiring around her.

"We need to see a Healer, He's is grievously injured, NOW" Sirius shouted in the women's face as she still sat still as Sirius pointed at the floating Remus.

"Please don't hurt me, please I have a family." The woman was in hysterics thinking that she was praying for her life.

"Hurry Up" Sirius shouted loudly in his most menacing tone of voice that he hoped would scare the women into action.

"P----L---E-----A---S—E" The women managing to gasp as she looked like she was in the middle of a panic attack.

Then things started to go wrong. An alarm bell wailed and Sirius felt additional wards being erected while the place went into a lock down.

"Tell them to stop the alarms and undo all the barriers or I'll kill the boy and you wouldn't want that on your conscience would you." Sirius's tone started out threatening but ended a dangerous coaxing voice.

Upon hearing this, the women quickly pressed a button on her desk and whispered feverishly for a few seconds. Sirius waited not wanting to waste anymore time.

"It's done." The woman managed to choke out before collapsing in a dead faint.

Sirius sighed in relief and quickly made his way to the lift where he quickly pressed the button for the fourth floor, Spell Damage. As the lift made its way up their was a tense silence where Sirius was thinking that getting in was the easy bit, getting out was going to be problem.

Harry was worried. Not for himself but for his Godfather who had honestly told him that if they were caught they were going to get the Dementors Kiss, which Harry had read about and was sickened, how could the wizarding world let the Dementors do that? He was also deeply concerned that Moony was not going to pull through and the very thought almost broke his heart.

As the bell pinged and the lift door opened, it was like a ghost town. There was nobody to be seen and not a sound could be heard. It looked like when the word was spread that Sirius Black and Remus Lupin was in the building everyone had literally stopped what they were doing straight away and hid. This was evident from the numerous objects that littered the corridor.

Sirius had finally had enough. Moony was dying and no one would stop Sirius getting help. He approached the first door on his right and trying the handle he found it was locked. In an instant his wand was out.

"Alohomora" He said and watched as that did nothing. Obviously they had used a complicated locking charm on the door and in any other situation Sirius might have been impressed but not today.

"Blasot" With the power Sirius put behind it the door never stood a chance and was blown off of its hinges by the raw energy behind the curse.

As he entered Sirius found four people that were wearing the lime green robe of St. Mungo's and all looked like healers pressed up against the back wall, fear evident on their features yet their wands were drawn. When they saw whom Sirius was holding they immeadiatly recognised Harry Potter as every year the Daily Prophet dedicated the issue on July 31st to their hero and showed a picture of what he would like now. Just today the healers had seen a picture that looked remarkably like him but now they were face to face with the scared child. One look and a snarl from Sirius curbed the threat though and all the men lowered their wands and trembled waiting for the curses to start. With a flick of his wand Remus was laid down in the empty bed the room possessed and Sirius started to address the healers:

"Now before you get any funny ideas about heroics, just know, point that wand anywhere other than at him and Mr. Potter will not live to get his Hogwarts letter!" Sirius menacingly pointed out while Harry made a show of looking terrified.

The healers stood there looking from Sirius to Remus to Harry and then back to Sirius again before one spoke up seeing the more and more agitated look on the mans face.

"Mr. Black sir, what is wrong with him?" The healer asked gently hoping he wouldn't be cursed before speaking out of turn.

"He was hit by Avada Kedavra." Sirius explained, then seeing the shocked faces continued, " He's a Werewolf as you probably know. I don't know how he lives but he does. He is fading fast so HURRY." Sirius shouted at the healers who all jumped then promptly went to help Remus.

Sirius glad to see his friend was finally getting some help was not really shocked when he heard the alarms and felt the wards erect themselves again. One thing was different this time though. The wards were not on this floor and the Ground Floor; Sirius could feel it in the magical energy. This led Sirius to believe that Aurors and Hit wizards were already downstairs and they were planning their next move.

To counter this Sirius drew his wand and almost rolling his eyes when he witnesses the healers flinch, started to speak incoherently fast watching as the tinge of magic entered the air as the wards he was creating erected themselves. With a flick of the wand the door was re-attached and with a few chosen wards the door was securely sealed and with a longer incantation the door, walls and ceiling in the room were magically reinforced. Next Sirius added anti-apparition and anti-Portkey wards of his own so there was to be no entrance or exit to the room. Lastly he tied the wards to himself so that he could enter and exit and so could anyone with him. Another advantage of tying the wards to the caster is that they draw power from the caster and this made Sirius's wards very strong. The disadvantage was that if people attacked the wards to much, it would drain to much magical power for Sirius to be able to duel properly and could result in his death hence why tying of wards wasn't used that often.

All the while Sirius was erecting the wards he was holding Harry but it was in a loose way that could be mistaken for, had someone not known the situation, as a affectionate gesture. Sirius quickly conjured a chair and sat down placing Harry on the floor in front of him, using his legs to give the impression that he was holding him in place while in reality Harry made no attempt to escape.

As Sirius sat, he observed the healers were frantically either waving their wands at Remus or injecting Potions in to him while discussing his treatment in hushed tones not wanting to anger Sirius. Sirius really didn't care what they did as long as Remus would be all right.

After about ten minutes when the healers had done all they could be it using charms or Potions, they backed nervously away from Remus to the corner, still afraid of angering Sirius. Sirius seeing the predicament conjured up chairs for all the men who hastily took a seat.

Another five minutes passed before anything happened but when it did it shocked everyone present in the room, Remus started thrashing around looking like he was in deep pain. His limbs flew everywhere and he started to howl in a voice that can only be described as pure agony. To everyone it looked like Remus was battling to stay alive as he sometimes went deadly still, only to resume thrashing around seconds. When he finally went deadly still for more than a few seconds, the healers jumped to their feet waving their wands in a frantic manner. All fear aside, the healers were shouting at each other about what to do as according to one of them " in twenty years I've never seen such a case, he should be dead!" Finally one of them hurried to the cabinet at the back of the room and pulled out a Potion that shone bright blue and Sirius could almost feel the magical power in the vial.

The healers hurriedly gave Remus the Potion but it look like even though he was unconscious, it looked like he was trying to reject the Potion. His body then proceeded to thrash around for a few moments before Remus went still and looked like he went into a deep sleep. Sirius was confused at what had just taken place and needed answers.

"What have you just done to him, will he be all right?" Sirius asked in a concerned tone that shocked the doctors who thought that the voice that came out of Sirius's mouth couldn't have sounded more opposite to that of a supposed Dark Lord.

"Well Mr. Black sir, you see that erm, erm, your friend suffered grievous internal injuries. It seems that to the best of our knowledge the erm wolf inside Mr. Lupin fought to keep the human side in and succeeded but caused great internal damage in doing so. The last Potion that you saw us give Mr. Lupin was a Potion that puts the recipient into a healing coma that allows the patient to recover from life threatening injuries. The Potion is particularly strong and the resistance you saw was the wolf inside Mr. Lupin battling to get out, as he won't be able to transform while in the state of a coma. We don't know how long it will take for Mr. Lupin to heal, if he ever does." The healer who had stood up for the group spoke with a confident tone although when he revealed the last part his voice shook fearing retribution from Sirius.

"Thank you." Sirius said to the healers with an even face although his eyes betrayed the relief and delight he was feeling at the news that his only friend was to be all right probably.

Seconds later Sirius heard footsteps up the halls and knew that the Aurors were coming. Then suddenly he heard confident footsteps walk down the corridor and then he heard someone who sounded distinctly familiar mutter and Sirius after a few seconds knew what was happening but it was too late. It was Dumbledore and he had just attacked Sirius's wards. Sirius immeadiatly felt himself feel ill and he knew as he slumped off the chair too the floor, that he would have to cut the wards loose if he were to survive. Straight away Sirius whipped his wand from his wrist holster and with a few choice words; all the wards around the room came crashing down. Just as Sirius righted himself to his feet and he suddenly thought about Remus.

"Accio Bed" Sirius cried and a second later Remus and his bed were hurtling across the room. Sirius and Harry deftly stepped to the side and Remus ended up positioned between Sirius and the door just as Dumbledore and ten Aurors poured into the room wands drawn ready for action.

Sirius knew as soon as the first Auror, led by Dumbledore entered the room that he would not be able to battle himself out of this one. He had to escape and take Remus with him; He had to be able to initiate the Portkey. Grabbing Harry tighter Sirius faced Dumbledore.

"Oh if it isn't the great Albus Dumbledore to the rescue. Tell me oh great leader of the light. Have you found out yet that I wasn't Lily and James Secret Keeper? I don't think so as I have to hold up St. Mungo's just to get Moony some treatment. Ask the healers did I torture them, no, am I a Dark Lord, no, did I betray Lily and James, NO." Sirius shouted at Dumbledore hatred plainly evident, which for a split second had an indecipherable expression on his face before it returned to showing no emotion.

"Sirius let Harry go, he hasn't done anything to you, now give him here and nobody has to get hurt." Dumbledore said in a pleading tone seeing the seemingly defenceless child caught in the middle of the argument.

"Give Harry up. That's funny Albus. Give to you the one person that kept me going when I felt like falling apart. I'm telling you Albus, ask Peter Pettigrew, he'll tell you the truth. Surely somebody believes me, what about Frank." Sirius calmly asked the old man knowing that he may get another chance without being cursed.

"Frank Longbottom is dead Black and you know it. You and your Death Eaters killed him and the Prewett's; now give Harry here NOW. This is your last chance" Dumbledore warned Sirius who knew by the tone of voice that the discussion was finished and he needed to get out of there right now.

"Extundo" Sirius suddenly cast at Dumbledore who quickly erected a shield that the curse struck yet even though it was a powerful curse; Dumbledore's shield blocked it with ease.

The seconds that Sirius's needed though were brought and he grabbed Remus with one hand while with the other he pulled out the Portkey with the other. Dropping it into Harry's hand Sirius quickly muttered "Portus".

It was not to be quick enough though as all the Auror's seeing Dumbledore attacked had shot stunners at Sirius not wanting to hurt Harry. What shocked them even more was when Harry pulled out a wand and shouted "Protego". Unfortunately for Harry ten stunners was stronger than even Sirius's shield could probably hold. The first four struck the shield but the next six struck Harry who had jumped in front of Sirius, who had moved slightly to the side when grabbing Remus.

Grabbing the now unconscious Harry, the last thought on Sirius's mind before the pull on the navel got too strong was that: "Dumbledore and the Auror's were going to pay for hurting his Godson. He would make sure of that, just as the Death Eaters were going to pay for hurting Remus. Oh yes they would."

AN

Is forgiveness on its way? Maybe, Maybe Not? I haven't decided. What do you think?

How was it? Hoped you liked it. If you though I could have done it better, tell me and I will revise the chapter if the idea is of merit to the story.

deb-sampson: Thank You, I've gone back and corrected everything so Harry was ten years old and the date was 31st July 1990. Thanks again for pointing the error out.

Lily Skylo: Great logic behind Griffindor and truth be told that is where I might put him unless I can figure out how to pull off a great idea I had. Believe me the idea will shock every single one of you.

Hexe605: I agree to an extent but remember one thing, Peter Pettigrew!

About people wanting more Harry POV: It will happen but it will be mostly in the second half of the story when he is of school age.

One question to all the Authors out there in fanfic land; don't you find that other people's stories always seem better than yours do? Or is it just me?

Thanks to all my reviewers

Cheers

Halstead