A/N A little apology as I for got my disclaimer. Dont. I own nothing. Except this can of spaghetti hoops mmmmmmmmmm. Im just a single person at his computer surrounded by hot naked chicks. Almost as good as spaghetti hoops. Enjoy. The story that is not the naked chicks.

Sirius's Will

Harry looked around. It appeared to be a village he was in. All the houses were on fire and there were Death Eaters battling auror's and members of the Order. The muggles were caught in the cross fire of all the spells. The main one of the Death Eaters choosing appeared to be CRUCIO. Then a cold high laugh rang out across the battlefield. All faces turned to the pale monster that was Voldemort. Only one man dared to fight him.

"Stop this now Tom your fight is with me not them!" the voice of Dumbledore rang across the now frozen battlefield.

"No you old muggle-loving fool, my fight is with Potter and you know it. You are just an obstacle in my way." The in-human voice of Voldemort cried back. Then with a sweep of his wand he was gone. But not before his Death Eater's had collected a group of 20 muggles. Then they were gone. Harry was forced along for the torture trip. He saw kids from the age of 9 to a man that was 80 be put under the cruciatus curse. He could here voices on the edge of his consciousness.

"Why isn't he waking up?"

"It was the stunning spell, it won't let him"

"Well use enervate"

"We can't, his magic is playing up we have no idea what might happen it could kill him." That was Fred. The others must have been George, Ginny and Ron. They were arguing about something. He could also hear someone screaming. He tried to move towards the voices as they got louder and louder but they were beaten by the screaming. Then it clicked. He was screaming. Then he felt his mind jolt. Voldemort knew his watching. He was trying to probe his mind to see if he knew the prophecy. He couldn't let him get it. No matter what if he got it then he would probably come straight after Harry. He tied with all his might to force him out. Then another scream joined his own. He was hurting Voldemort. He could do it. So with one last mighty push he chucked Voldemort out of his own mind and he sat up on the couch.

"Harry!" Everyone yelled as they all brought him into a hug.

"What happened?" Asked George while the others nodded.

"I don't think anyone form the Order is dead. But loads of muggles are. At least twenty. Probably a load more." A very sad looking Harry replied.

"How do you know?" Ginny asked dreading the answer. If he had to watch them all being killed who knows what it would do to him.

"I saw him kill them." Everyone cringed. Harry almost had that soulless look back but there was still something there. For know that was something to build on. "I need to speak to Dumbledore as soon as he gets back. Tell him please Fred, George?" asked Harry

"Of course," they replied as one. Ginny was about to say something but was stopped by a multitude of cracks. The order had returned. Fred and George stood up and walked out the room leaving a shaking Harry with Ron and Ginny. Ginny pulled Harry into a warm hug.

"Thank you," Harry whispered as Ron just looked on fondly at the pair. Ginny was about to say something but they were interrupted as Mad-Eye walked into the room. He looked at Harry with a mixture of awe and surprise on his face.

"How the hell did you break that stunning spell Potter?" A bewildered Mad-Eye asked. Before anyone knew it Harry was out of Ginny's hug and in Mad-Eye's face. Ginny promptly fell into the couch with a small Omph.

"I guess you must just be getting old or I am just getting more powerful!" Growled Harry.

"I would prefer to think the latter of the two Potter." Moody growled straight back. He then stuck out his hand which Harry promptly shook to show their was no hard feelings.

"You owe me Moody and I don't think I am going to forget about it anytime soon." Harry told him.

"Wouldn't have it any other way Potter, any ideas on how I am going to repay you?" The gruff yet somewhat cheery voice of Mad-Eye replied.

"Of course but that would be telling wouldn't it?" Harry told him as both faces broke into a grin. It looked like Moody was going to reply but Dumbledore walked in followed by

"Hermione!" Ron yelled jumping on her crushing her as she just let out a little "ek" as Harry sat back down next to Ginny both rolling their eyes.

"I told you it wasn't safe with 'Vicky' didn't I?" A now gloating Ron stated as everyone cringed knowing they were going to start fighting.

"I'll have you know Ronald Weasley that I wanted to leave," the stern voice of Hermione replied in what sounded like she was trying to head of the argument. Yet Ron being the dense prat that he was didn't get the hint.

"What did that Git do to you, tell me and I will go over their and pound him for you!" The now quite angry Ron stated. They began to bicker back and forth until they had both said 'I hate you' then went on staring into each others eyes with a ferocious intensity, just glaring neither unflinching.

"This is where I pop in," Harry whispered to Ginny with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. He suddenly appeared behind Hermione and pushed her into Ron's arms. They both seemed to stare into each other's eyes now with something totally different. Ron lowered his head slowly as Hermione raised hers. It was then that the rest of the Weasley clan walked in. Ron and Hermione broke apart as though they had been trying to hug fire instead of each other. The pair broke apart blushing. It was there that Dumbledore spoke again.

"Now as I was about to say, we are here for the reading Sirius's will," the temperature seemed to drop suddenly like a Dementor was in the room and a very dark look was now in Harry's eyes. The twinkle was now also gone from Dumbledore's eyes. Before anyone could say anything however an owl flew into the room and dropped a letter into Ginny's lap. Ginny read the letter and looked at something on it and raced out the room with tears in her eyes.

"What was that, somebody should go see if she is alright." Ron said stating the obvious.

"I'll go." Harry said before anyone could say anything he was already out the room and Dumbledore had that twinkle back. Harry raced up the stairs to Ginny's room where there were muffled sob's coming.

"Gin it's me I'm coming in," Harry said as he entered the room to find Ginny with her face buried in a pillow. Harry walked over to her and sat on her bed. He started to rub her back and asked what was wrong. In answer she just handed him a piece of parchment. On it was written

Dear Ginny

I thought you should see this as you deserve better.

Lavender

"What was it Gin?" Ginny handed him a wizard photograph. In it was Dean Thomas snooging some girl. For some reason Harry felt a rage burn through him. He quickly put it down. He then proceeded to rip up the photo.

"What did you do that for?" asked a now angry Ginny.

"Firstly because I highly doubt you wanted to continue to look at that," Harry began "and also if Ron found it he would kill Dean, I myself will only beat him within an inch of his life so I could do it all over again." Finished Harry bringing forth a slight giggle from Ginny. Harry could still see the sadness though so he pulled her up into a warm hug while she sobbed onto his shoulder. Then she spoke

"I didn't even like him anyway. I can see how he would want she is very pretty where as I am you know not pretty. She wasn't possessed by Voldemort either. Can't blame him." Finished a very insecure Ginny. Harry was mortified. How could she think that?

"Gin listen to me," Harry began while lifting her head up to face him "Dean is an idiot for passing you up. No listen. You are right you are not pretty. You are beautiful. You are kind, sweet, caring, loving and would do anything for anyone. It shouldn't matter that you were possessed by Voldemort. I was and I used the cruciatus and all the girls probably want the boy-who-lived. I mean it Gin he is a bloody idiot OK?" Harry finished still hugging Ginny to him.

"Thank you Harry," a chirpy Ginny replied.

"Come on then let's get this over with," Harry said as the coldness began to come back. Ginny took his hand and led him downstairs. As they approached the door another owl swept over to Ginny. She quickly read the note and beamed with happiness.

"What was it?" Harry asked.

"Bill's going to propose to Fleur," a beaming Ginny said. As they walked into the room.

"What was all that about Ginny?" Asked Ron

"Just some happy news from the French pyramids and before you say anything there is a fine line between tears of sadness and tears of happiness in sad times." Everyone was shocked at Harry's answer. None more so than Ginny and Professor Snape. It was in that instant that he saw Harry not as his Fathers son but also his Mothers son. He truly was a different person. As soon as the thought entered Snape's head he squashed it. Ginny was surprised that he didn't tell them about Dean.

"Now Harry are you sure you are ready for this?" asked a concerned Dumbledore.

"Well it's not like it's my most favourite thing in the world but you're just reading what Sirius wrote, are you not?" Upon seeing everyone's nervous looking face he added "What is it?"

"It seems yet again Harry we have forgotten that you were raised as a muggle," the tired voice of Dumbledore began "in the wizarding world a will is a lot like a Howler but with a fully formed person so are you ready for this?" Harry just went 'Oh' and nodded his head. Dumbledore pulled out a blue envelope tapped it with his wand and threw it into the air as it unfolded into the form of Sirius Black. Harry was unaware of the tears that had already started to form or that he was holding Ginny's hand.

"I, Sirius Orion Black being of sound mind and body (Not that I like to brag) do bequeath my worldly possessions as follows" the paper Sirius began

"To every single person in this room you will all be receiving a letter from me so onto the valuable stuff

"To Albus, Lots of names, Dumbledore I leave you 50,000 Galleons to use for the purpose of helping the 'dining club'.

"To Tonks, I leave 100,000 Galleons to spend as you will. There is a condition which must be met which is in your letter

"To Arthur and Molly Weasley I leave 500,000 Galleons as a thank you for all the love you have shown Harry

"To Messer's Fred and George Weasley I leave 10,000 Galleons to be invested in Weasley Wizarding Wheezes

"To Bill Weasley, I know we don't know each other that well but I leave you 5,000 Galleons

"To Charlie Weasley I know that yet again we didn't get to know each other that well yet I leave you 5,000 Galleons

"To Hermione Granger I know you don't need loads of money yet I still leave you 1,000 Galleons and on a more personal note I leave the one thing you can truly treasure the Black Family Library. Just do what I have asked you in your letter

"To Ron Weasley I leave 3,000 Galleons of which you can only spend one thousand until you reach the age of seventeen. I also give you a set of fully signed Chudley Cannon robes

"To Ginny Weasley I leave 3,000 Galleons of which you can only spend one thousand until you reach the age of seventeen. Take heed of what I said in your letter I mean every word of it.

"To Remus Lupin my old friend and last of the counting Marauders I leave 1,000,000 Galleons. I also leave the Black property known as The Shrieking Shack and no body of the Black line can be held responsible for any sprits that may reside their" Here the paper Sirius gave a wide smile

"To Harry Potter you have been the son I never had, read your letter and pay attention. I leave you the rest of the Black estate including all vaults, possessions, properties and anything else unless already bequeathed to another. Enjoy the money I know you do not want it but if you do not accept it likely Narccisa Malfoy or Bellatrix Lestrange will be able to claim it all.

"To Severus Snape I leave a trunk full of potions ingredients that are very rare and hard to acquire. I also other my apologies for our time at school

"I love you all so live your life and blow the money on somat totally pointless like solid gold gobstones." With that the paper Sirius turned to ash. Dumbledore had everyone sign a from then handed them their letters. Then there was silence. Even Snape was slightly moved by the will. Suddenly Harry shot up.

"I need to speak to some people in private so could everyone leave except Snape," began Harry

"Professor Snape Har-," Dumbledore went to correct Harry before being cut off.

"While he is in my house I shall call him what I want so can everyone wait outside please?" Harry asked as everyone except Snape left the room.

"What do you want Potter?" Snape sneered

"To apologise."

"WHAT!" Snape yelled as he fell of his chair. Harry just let out a little chuckle

"Snape you forget what I saw in that pensieve," Harry started as Snape went an amazing shade of purple "In that memory I was not my father. I was you. I know what it is like to be humiliated in front of people. Yet you had someone to stick up for you. I never had that. I would like to apologise on behalf of my Father," Snape seemed to deflate before his eyes "When people told me 'you are exactly like your Father' I used to fill with pride. After I saw that I now fill with shame, I know people change and from what I have been told my father changed into a great man. So I want to apologise and ask you to see me as more than just James Potter's son?" Harry questioned a stunned Snape as he thought it over in his head. Finally Snape spoke

"Ok," Snape simply said as he got up for the door. It was at that moment that Hedwig came flying in with paper not parchment stuck to her leg. She flew over and Harry took the letter of as Snape watched with keen eyes. What was written on the paper stunned Harry. It read

Dear Harry

I would like to apologise on Vernon's behalf. What he did was wrong and I hope that you are better.

Aunt Petunia

Harry was speechless.

"Well what is it Potter? Some love letter from an adoring fan?" Snape sneered.

"What? No it's from my Aunt," a still stunned Harry replied.

"Why would you be surprised Potter? Don't your Aunt and Uncle always send letters to their favourite perfect nephew?" Sneered Snape as more of a statement that a question. Harry couldn't help but laugh.

"You really have no idea do you?" Harry said "Go on you can go send Dumbledore and Mad-Eye in please" Harry said while waving to the door. Snape left and let Mad-Eye and Dumbledore in. Harry went and sat behind the desk in the room while Dumbledore drew up two chairs and sat down. Harry lent forward over the desk while Mad-Eye and Dumbledore shared a smile.

"Professor's" Harry addressed them.

"Potter" Mad-Eye growled "I was never your teacher and more importantly you have earned my respect you may call me Alastor." Harry nodded

"Thank you Alastor," Harry began

"Now Harry-," began Dumbledore before being interrupted

"You will call me Potter," Harry growled

"Harry I'm afraid I don't understand," a wary Dumbledore said.

"well let me make it clear for you, professor," Harry snarled "At the end of last term by keeping secrets and keeping me in the dark you started the chain of events that lead to Sirius's death," Harry kept his voice from cracking at a struggle. "Now I know that it wasn't your fault but you betrayed my trust and lost my respect and until such a time I feel you have gained them back you will call me Potter, is that clear Headmaster?"the un-normally cold voice of Harry's asked.

"Perfectly Har- Mr Potter," the weary voice of Dumbledore replied as he looked at his knees. Alastor just seemed to watch the scene with confusion.

"Now then I need training if certain 'requirements' are going to be fulfilled." Harry stated.

"No Mr Potter. It would prove to diffi-" Dumbledore began still looking at his knees, but he was cut of by an outburst from Harry.

"Damn it Arthur I need your help and you know it!" Harry roared. Dumbledore's head snapped incredible fast.

"What did you say Har- Mr Potter," Dumbledore almost muttered but Harry heard it.

"Your not even listening are you?" Harry angrily asked rhetorically "I need help training Professor Dumbledore and you know it, that family down there, the Weasley's, my actual family, they brought me in and take care of me and all I did was put them in danger and I swear to god on my life if they die and im there and couldn't fight Voldemort of it will be your fault. I swear on my life that I will not let any of them DIE." Harry didn't notice the little tingle of magic that went through the room. The other two did though. Harry would have gone on but was interrupted by Alastor.

"Why would you need training boy?" he growled.

"Oh no reason really," Harry said as sarcastically as he could, "Just you know the fact I've got 'Mr Oh-look-at-me-I'm-so-evil-even-the-night-darkness-and-shadows-won't-come-near-me' has been hounding after my arse these last five years, but you know, no biggy really," Alastor didn't respond to the blatant sarcasm but just nodded.

"So what you're saying is that Voldemort's going to come after your scrawny little arse and you want to give him a run for his money?" Harry just nodded slowly after a slight glance at Dumbledore. "Well then Dumbledore what are you waiting for we need every willing helper we can get. Besides we both know we can expect great things from Mr Potter over here," Alastor finished with a determined look on his face. Harry almost grinned as he remembered the same words that Ollivander had said. Almost smiled. Then another thought popped into his head.

"Then what the hell are we waiting for Dumbledore we have got a powerful determined fighter here who is going to waste, let's get moving!" Alastor rumbled.

"You know it's not as easy as that Alastor, there is now way he can practice magic also-" Dumbledore wasn't given the opportunity to finish.

"Damn it Dumbledore, that's a load of BS and you know it as well as I do!" Harry seethed, "You are forgetting you now hold a hell of a lot of sway now that you are back in favour so get it done," Dumbledore just gave a mighty sigh.

"If that is really what you want Ha- Mr Potter," Dumbledore said sounding to Harry his full 169 year old self "There is one way that I may be able to get you the ability to use magic without asking for any favours, but I doubt you will like the means of which we will be able to do this," Harry just waved his hand impatiently for him to carry on "Now that your legal magical guardian, Sirius, is dead we could get you emancipated," Harry was shocked that he could use Sirius' death like this. As much as he hated to admit it, Dumbledore was right.

"What about the Dursley's though, are they not my legal guardians?" inquired Harry.

"Ah, this is where the loop holes come in," chuckled Dumbledore. "As you were born of magical parents and spent time in their custody you abide totally by magical laws meaning that you are only recognised with a magical guardian, now as Sirius is dead you have no guardian," explained Dumbledore. "You either need to gain a new guardian or if you are able to provide for yourself, which I assure you, you can, you will be able to declare you emancipated, thus meaning you are a legal adult and able to practice magic!" Dumbledore seemed to have a smile twitching beneath his beard as though impressed by his own idea. Harry nodded taking in the information more quickly then in past times.

Harry sighed then spoke "Ok, I'm not going to say I like using Sirius' death like this but… at least something will come out of… this," Harry finished sounding almost as old as Dumbledore. Then shone a light of determination in his eyes. "Well, obviously I'm going to need the best trainers if I want a chance of standing up to ol' voldy, Alastor you are one of the best duellers there have ever been and you know the tricks the Death Eaters use it would be a privilege if you would train me, will you?"

Alastor didn't wait around to think about it. "Are you crazy, of course I will. I would never give up the chance one of the most promising wizards I have seen in a long time!" He sounded almost insulted that Harry needed to ask. A grin shone on Harry's face.

"Thank you, it will be… interesting, to say the least, now if you don't mind Alastor me and the headmaster here need to have a… little chat," with that Alastor nodded, got up and left the room. Then Harry turned his eyes on the headmaster. They both stared into each others eyes; it was Dumbledore that finally looked away. "I definitely want Professor McGonagall to train me in transfiguration and how to use it. I want you to train me as well," Dumbledore looked up surprised. "As much as I may not trust you entirely you are the best and that is what I need." Dumbledore nodded. "I also want to see if Snape can teach me advanced dark arts." Dumbledore then questioned something

"What do you mean advanced and why try?" Harry put his palms under his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

"Last-last year I tried to learn basic Dark Arts but… but I couldn't do any of the spells," Harry brought his head up out of his palms, "Yet… since Voldemort possessed me at the…that place I have felt something inside me," Harry looked up into Dumbledore's eyes, "I think this may allow me to be able to do the Dark Arts." Harry finished and slumped in his chair. Since coming back to this house… not home… he had revealed more secrets than he cared to.

"Very well then Mr. Potter," Dumbledore seemed surprised and apprehensive that Harry had tried to dabble into these things and wanted tutoring in the Dark Arts. He could remember another boy that trod a similar path leading to dire consequences. "I shall get you some of the best fighters and tutors that I can find within the Order to help you in your task," Harry smiled a weary smile "I would also like to extend an invitation to join the Order of the Phoenix." Dumbledore thought that Harry would accept straight away. He was surprised when it was a couple of minutes before Harry actually answered.

"I dunno…" Harry replied thoughtfully. "I want ask a few questions at the meeting and sit in and after that I will decide if I want to stay with I the Order." Dumbledore nodded at the answer.

"Very well then Mr. Potter," Dumbledore sat up straighter. "First though before we do any of this I must insist that you learn Occlumency," upon seeing Harry's expression Dumbledore chuckled. "No need to fear Mr. Potter I shall be your teacher not professor Snape," Harry then had a relieved expression on his face. "Very well then Mr. Potter, I shall be back tomorrow to your instruction in Occlumency." With that Dumbledore stood up. "Tonight I want you to just calm your mind, nothing more ok?" On seeing Harry's nod he moved towards the door and opened it.

"Thank you professor," Dumbledore just nodded, left the room leaving Harry to his own thoughts.