A/N- Hello all. this is a side project I;m doing for the time being. I had a it a writers black for my other stories, so i thought i'd start a new one. Tell me what you think of this so far. And if you have nay ideas of where you would want it to go, let me know.

This story will conatin SLASH in the near future, so brace yourselves. If you dont liek it then dont read it. Sirius/Draco.

In the Light of the Dark Black Night

Prologue

Draco sat in his room patiently. His mother had sent him there after the Lestranges arrived at the Manor. He was worried. They looked overly happy about something. He knew his mother only pretended to get along with her sister for appearances sake. When in reality she thought of her younger sister as a menace to society. 'She should have stayed in Azkaban.' She was the death eater princess. Narcissa never got the mark. She only survived because Lucius claimed that his wife's place was at home, taking care of their son. She was all to happy to agree with him. Draco was her one and only son, her baby, and she would do anything to protect him. Even betray Lucius. She loved her husband, but only because he was her husband. If they were only acquaintances, and she had gotten to marry who she wanted, she would loath him.

So there Draco sat, waiting for her to arrive, pondering about who she had wanted to marry. And what it would have been like to have a different father. She had only given a few clues as to who he was. He did know that they were together, until her parents forced her away from him. He also knew that the night before her wedding she had spent it with him; a for old-times-sake meeting. Sandy blonde hair, golden eyes. Draco tried to imagine himself with gold eyes. It was weird. He also knew that he was a friend of Sirius'. Lupin. No way. How had he not noticed this before. He would have to question her later. He chuckled to himself. Yes, he was her type alright. Tall, blonde, smart. Everything I woman would want. He started to think about Sirius after that. Tall dark and handsome. Cunning, and sly, yet brave and noble. A Gryffindor with a Slytherin alter ego.

He remembered the first time his mother took him to meet the infamous Sirius Black. He had gone to Narcissa and told her that he didn't want to become a death eater; he didn't want to be cold like his father. The truth was that if Narcissa hadn't been there to show him warmth, he probably would already be one. People who joined the Dark Lord had nothing to live for. Draco, on the other hand, did. Narcissa promised that she would come up with something. Find some way for him to escape his father's clutches. But the fear of leaving made him second guess his decision. He would be disowned, and possibly killed. He would have nowhere to go; no one to help him.

Narcissa took him on a shopping trip to Diagon Alley, or at least that's what she told Lucius. The next thing he knew he found himself in front of the door's to 12 Grimmauld Place. Narcissa handed him a peace of parchment that said the address and had Dumbledore's signature. He looked to her with surprise, she only softly smiled. She had gone to Dumbledore. She could be killed for this. Narcissa opened the door and walked inside. No one appeared to be home. The walked further into the house to hear a record player running. The house began to warm up and look well, homie. They stepped into what looked to be a parlor. Their were two men sat in large chairs, looking at the fire. Narcissa cleared her throat. One man stood and turned around.

"Professor Lupin?"

"Ah, young Mister Malfoy. Wonderful to see you." He walked to him and shook his hand.

"Narcissa. Wonderful to see you again."

"And you Remus." He kissed her on the cheek.

'How did I not realize that before.' Draco mused mid-memory.

"Come you two, have a cup of tea and join us."

"Who's us?" Draco asked as he followed his former Professor.

Before anyone could answer him, the second man stood and turned. He had a sly smirk on his face. His long black hair flowed past his shoulders in soft waves and his ice blue eyes shinned with a mystery no one would ever be able to understand.

"You… you're Sirius Black." Draco slowly sat on the couch cross from the chair Sirius was in, with a stupid look on his face. Narcissa embraced Sirius then sat next to her son.

"Why yes I am. Glad you noticed. Gets the awkward introductions out of the way. You must be Draco. Your mother tells me that you don't want to be a death eater."

"Why did you bring me here. I don't see how he can help," Draco said, ignoring Sirius' statement.

"You feared not being able to survive leaving. I brought you here because Sirius so far is the only one who has been able to do it and survive."

"But he got thrown in Azkaban. For something he didn't do might I add." All the Slytherins knew that he was innocent. They just decided to keep it to themselves. And if they did tell anyone, their parents would probably kill them. Oh the joys of being a child of a death eater.

"But he escaped, didn't he." Draco looked form his mother to Sirius, then back to his mother; them to Sirius again. The man had an amused look on his face.

"Yeah, how did you do that anyway."

"That my dear, is for another day. Now tell me, why don't you want to be a death eater. It would make daddy so proud."

"Sod that. The man is insane. And he doesn't love me. If he did, I think my decision would be harder. And I would probably bend over backwards to please him. Like I did when I was younger. But he only wants me to be a trophy son, to go along with his trophy wife. He only wants us to make him look good. Not to be happy."

"That's reason good enough."

"So…will you tell me how you did it."

Sirius' hardy laugh echoed in his mind. Draco had seen Sirius on many occasions after that. On many visits he would go off with Sirius and they would chat about anything and everything. Quidditch, girls, boys, Harry, school, pranks to pull, etc…His mother would go off with Lupin some where and he wouldn't see her until it was time to leave. How did I not notice that! It was so obvious! Sometimes they would all meet for dinner and have a lovely evening. He got to know Lupin more. He even came to wonder what it would have been like to have him as a father. Remus would dote over him, making sure he had enough to eat, or was warm enough; always made sure he got the biggest serving of dessert. He noticed Remus looking at him with a sad look in his eyes now and then. Now, he realized, that it was probably because he was thinking of the life he could never have.

"Yeah, I wish he was my father. That's it, I've made my decision. Remus is my knew father. I'll tell him the next time we go to see Sirius," Draco said out loud to himself. Might as well get used to not having Lucius as a father anyway. Mum should divorce Father and marry Remus, so I can have a dad.

Draco started to think of Sirius again. He couldn't wait to see him again. He relished the fact that he got to see him more that Potter. Yet felt bad for him too. Potter probably longed for him more than Draco did. Sirius had told him that Dumbledore didn't allow them to see each other much. And it was a shame. Draco had gotten new insight on the world that Harry lived in. Suddenly he didn't hate the kid anymore. He even planned on slowly making amends. If he was going to get close to Sirius then he had to be close with Harry too. Harry was practically his son anyway. At least Sirius wanted it to be that way. Sirius would smile from ear to ear when talking about his godson. He had talked about getting custody of Harry and spoiling him rotten. He got so excited what he talked about everything he was going to do for Harry and how he was going to fix their lives and make them a real family. Draco loved those chats, but he longed to be part of that family. He loved to see Sirius that way. And somehow, he wished for that all to happen. Even if it meant Potter being happy too. The poor kid didn't even know about their rendezvous. Dumbledore had sworn them to secrecy. Sirius has to bend over backwards to keep from telling Harry. He hated keeping things from him. Draco promised Sirius that during 6th year he would tell Harry himself, and try to start a friendship. That made Sirius' world famous smile come out and shine. He loved that smile.

There was a soft knock at the door, then it opened. Narcissa walked in looked solemn.

"Mother, what's wrong? Was Aunt Bella being annoying again? I swear that woman has no tact…"

"No Draco.." she cut him off. " Sit down, love." She took his hands in hers and sat them both down. "Darling, she came to gloat about a conquest. That conquest will be hard for you to take. There was a battle at the ministry as you know. Your father is in Azkaban for it, you know that already. They were fighting with members of the Order. Sirius was there. He was protecting James' son."

"Harry."

"Yes, Bellatrix went after him, and Sirius jumped in between. I'm sorry, love. He didn't make it."

Tears started to well up in Draco's eyes. He wouldn't cry. No! No, he made it.

"What do you mean?" Draco's voice cracked.

"He died, Draco. I'm so sorry." Narcissa's lip began to tremble. She was trying desperately to hold it back as well.

"NO…. no…he can't be. No. He's all I had left. He's all Harry had left. Mother no." Draco was sobbing now. "No…no…mum…no…mummy…" the words came out at hiccups and strangled sobs. Narcissa only help into her son who was clutching to her for support. "I need him!"

She ran her hands through her son's hair, trying to soothe the crying boy.

"We'll find a way love. I promise. I have already contacted Remus. He'll be here tonight. And we will find a way."