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Chapter 12: Recovering

6th August 1990

It had been a week since the incident that the WWN had dubbed "The Light Strikes Back". Back at Hide and Seek Cottage however, Sirius Black couldn't care less about the public opinion. All he cared about were Remus and Harry. Harry had woken three days ago groggy after being struck by all the stunners while Remus still hadn't moved a muscle.

"Sirius can we practise more magic?" Harry asked hopefully breaking his Godfather out of his thoughts.

"Sure Harry, go out back and I will be there in a minute." Sirius said while looking at the happy face of his Godson who bounded off to the back garden eager to learn more magic.

Ever since Harry had awoken he seemed to have gained new determination to learn as much magic as he possibly could. For the last two days that had been the routine. Sirius and Harry were either practising magic or sitting talking to the comatose form of Remus. Sirius would teach Harry things that would be helpful in a duel while teaching him the standard, Charms, Transfigurations and DADA from the Hogwarts curriculum. Harry was very attentive and learned very well and Sirius thought that if he went to Hogwarts next year, he would be at a seventh year level and ready to take his NEWT's.

Sirius would be the happiest person on Earth if he could just let Harry have a normal school life, starting at first year and letting him do each year in turn while having classes with his own age but alas it just couldn't happen. Sirius and Remus needed to get back to the real world and get a few things straight with certain people. Add to that the rumour that had been circulating on the radio that Voldemort was not dead and is waiting in Eastern Europe somewhere unnerved Sirius slightly. The fact that The Quibbler reported the rumours made Sirius feel better though as The Quibbler was known for its outlandish stories but Sirius couldn't help but worry.

As Sirius rose from his chair and made his way out to the practise area set up in his back garden he saw that Harry had not waited for him to start and was busy practising sword fighting on one of the dummies that Remus had set up years ago.


Sword Fighting was perhaps the only form of weapon fighting that Harry had taken too. He had tried to fight with all the other muggle fighting equipment that Sirius and Remus brought but always kept returning to his sword. As Sirius approached closer he saw that Harry was on level 40, and in Sirius's mind that was truly extraordinary considering the child's age. Sirius himself was currently fighting on level 86 and had been for months seemingly reached his limit.

"Fancy fighting a worthy opponent or are you just going to hit poor defenceless dummies?" Sirius said with a mock glare on his face.

"Sure, only I hope you don't mind losing, you are getting old!" Harry solemnly told his Godfather who spluttered at the last remark even though he knew full well that Harry was only joking.

"You're on." Sirius stated summoning his own sword that he polished at least once a day.

For the next ten minutes Sirius and Harry were like blurs with blows raining down sometimes fasting than the eye could catch. Harry could tell Sirius was holding back and was secretly glad as he had trouble blocking Sirius like this and it was even harder to get in any blows of his own. It was only two minutes later that Harry was lying on the grass, sword meters away and Sirius closing in fast.

Harry desperately wished for his sword back as he hated losing especially to Sirius who would gloat for hours even though he was years older and more powerful than Harry was himself. So it was to Harry's delight and shock when he saw his sword come flying back to him. He didn't stop to question it and Sirius was so shocked that with two more hits and a swift side-kick that Sirius found himself on the floor with Harry standing above him, grin plain to see.

Sirius didn't know what hit him. One moment he was going to end the duel as his Godson was sprawled on the floor disarmed then the next minute he was the one disarmed and on the floor with his Godson standing above him. Sure he could do wandless magic at will as well as probably 2% of the wizard population but it had taken him years of training and focus to get to the level he was at but Harry Potter aged 10 had just performed wandless magic without any incantation. Sirius was shocked to say the least.

"I beat Padfoot, I beat Padfoot, I'm the best, I'm the best. I beat you, you mutt, I beat you!" Harry was singing at his Godfather, finally after years of trying he had defeated his Godfather.

"Harry what did you just do?" Sirius questioned his Godson a look of curiosity spreading over his features.

"I don't know? I just wanted the sword back really badly as I hate it when you win then suddenly the sword was in my hand." Harry stated looking quite fearful not knowing what he had done wrong seeing as he had seen his Godfather doing wandless magic frequently.

"That's amazing Harry! I was sixteen when I first performed my first piece of wandless magic and that was with the incantation!" Sirius told the child delighted at what had just occurred and hoping that Harry could at least learn a couple of helpful spells.

It was then it dawned on Harry, he hadn't said any incantation, he just willed the sword too him. Suddenly a weariness that hadn't been there a minute beforehand struck him suddenly and he felt his legs go to jelly then give out completely. He didn't quite make it to the floor though; Sirius knowing what it feels like the first time was on hand and caught his Godson before he could hit the floor.

As Sirius carried the worn out child through the house and up to his bed, he marvelled at Harry's new skill. As soon as he tucked the child safely in bed he went and sat with Moony and told him all that had happened with Harry, as he was sure Moony could hear them. Yet he was worried for his friend, he had not moved since the incident and Sirius prayed dearly every night to wake so the three of them could be together again, the way it was meant to be.

Harry woke feeling much better and after taking a quick shower he rushed downstairs to find Sirius sitting in the armchair reading one of Moony's advanced spell books.

"Hey Padfoot, is breakfast ready yet?" Harry asked as he laughed at his Godfather jumping a foot in the air at the sound of his voice.

"Lunch Harry lunch. It's the 8th of August, you have slept for two solid days!" Sirius informed his Godson who was just standing there in disbelief at how long he had been unconscious for; he had only used one spell.

"Why was I asleep for so long?" Harry asked Sirius as he took a place on the couch next to his Godfather.

"Because harry you have to understand, wandless magic at your age is phenomenal, very few wizards can do wandless magic but I reckon only a handful have done it before they turned eleven. While wandless magic is hard to control, it's not as rare as say Parslemouth which only a handful of wizards ever have been able to speak. The only one in the last century has been Voldemort and now he's gone." Sirius told the child who tensed slightly at the name Voldemort not because of the fear of the name itself just at how he had killed Harry's parents and that it had been Harry himself that killed him.

"Parslemouth? That's talking to snakes right?" Harry inquired thinking about having read about it once in a book of Remus's.

"Yes, its pretty creepy if you ask me, all this hissing business. Plus the fact that all Parslemouths are dark wizards." Sirius stated firmly as in saying it firmly makes it more true than if he had said it normally.

"Padfoot, your boring me old man, lets get some lunch then practise some magic." Harry jumped up at his exclamation and started to make his way to the kitchen when a pillow struck him in the head.

"BORING! OLD MAN! HARRY JAMES POTTER WHO DO YOU THINK YOUR…" Sirius's shouting was cut off when two pillows struck his in the chest and face while Harry scampered from the room to get lunch.

"POTTER!" Sirius roared following his Godson into the kitchen eager to get revenge on his newly formed enemy.

Sirius got his own back during his duel with Harry as he "accidentally" turned Harry's hair pink and skin blue then apologising through his laughter saying his tongue slipped. Harry to say was not very happy and his mood continued to get worse as hardly any of his spells hit him. Sirius was feeling ruthless and decided to use all sorts of advanced and unblockable spells that Harry had his Quidditch reflexes to thank for getting out of the way of.

When Harry had been beaten for the fifth time having an unblockable petrifying spell placed on him, Sirius decided that the poor child had had enough for the day and decided to take a small amount of pity on Harry and let him rest and take a shower.

Before Harry got to the house though he quickly turned round and with a maniacal grin in his eye mumbled a long incantation that Sirius didn't hear or see as he had turned his back.

That night as Sirius got in the bath he saw on his chest the words in bright pink: Padfoot Sucks and beneath it strangely "Just Do It". To make matters worse when he came to wash his beautiful hair that he had loved all his life he found a bald spot. Quickly looking in the mirror he found to his horror that right in the centre of his head was a muggle brand Nikes logo, a big tick.

"HARRY POTTER, THIS MEANS WAR" Sirius bellowed followed by what sounded to him like laughter, a child's laughter.

23rd April 1991

For the next few months this was how Harry and Sirius spent their lives; Working on Harry's magic or sitting with Remus and occasionally pranking each other. Until finally one day after a particularly long duel that Sirius won again, that as Sirius went to sit with Remus after Harry went to take a shower that had Sirius's for once thanking God.

"P-a-d-f-o-o-t" A hoarse and creaky voice managed to get out.

Sirius turned at the sound of the voice and what he saw shook him right to his very core; Remus was sitting upright in bed looking right at him. He was finally awake after eight and a half long months.

"M—O—O—N--Y" Sirius managed to stutter out in disbelief having all but given up on his friend who had been lying in the same place for months now without moving.

"Its good to see that the one brain cell you had is still there" Remus told his friend with a large smile on his face.

Sirius did the only thing one can do in such a situation

He fainted!

AN

Wandless Magic heh? Wonder if he can do it again?

I'm sorry about the delay and shortness of this chapter. RL has been battering me mercilessly. Add to that the fact that FF.net hasn't let me post this for two days.

I'm even more sorry when saying that due to a mound of Coursework that I've neglected then from now until Easter you can expect only two maybe three chapters. It saddens my heart to say this, as I like to update at least once a week. Rest assured during the two-week Easter break expect five to seven chapters and a real advance in the story. Bring On Easter!

Everyone who has been saying about Dumbledore being OOC read the review reply to Faceless One and there is your answer. One thing; He will get back to normal eventually.

Shuriell: I'm good at Maths, and I only just comprehended what you were saying. Good logic though and yes, you are right. I have got a rough power level for Harry. He will be between two and ten times more powerful than canon Harry but not superpower!

Faceless One: "Slight personality deviation". In canon did Dumbledore look into the fact that Sirius may be innocent? I agree partly nonetheless, he is slightly OOC but he is that way for a reason. He is not arrogant just once he has made up his mind, it will take a lot to change it and EVERYONE will sometimes miss things that were there all along. I'm not arguing, I'm just saying.

CapriceAnn Hedican-Kocur: Thanks for backing me up and for the compliments!

Jeanne2: Nice idea!

Thanks to all my wonderful reviewers

Cheers

Halstead