Sirius looked up and saw Professor Reid barge open the door, along with another man with a hooked nose, sallow skin and greasy hair, who looked suspiciously like the twitchy Severus Snape.

Harry was gasping on the chair, checking out the new scars on his body, obviously not caring that the other two were in the room. Sirius gulped and looked at the scars himself. 'Did I do that?' he asked himself incredulously.

Harry's stomach had long, thick scars, from where Sirius's Padfoot teeth had been latching onto him.

"I'm really sorry, Professor." Sirius said. "I didn't know what I was doing?"

"You did that?" Both Professor Reid and the 'Snape' look-a-like said together.

Professor Reid broke away from the other man and knelt next to Harry. "You had me worried, Harry." He said, pulling the young man into a hug. "I heard your screams and I was absolutely terrified."

"Sorry, Sirius." Harry panted, feeling totally exhausted. "We've got to get Sirius back up to the school, the Death Eater's that were using the imperious on him wont be too far behind, I didn't exactly keep my screaming in check."

Harry felt himself rapidly losing consciousness. "Quickly." He hissed, falling into the black abyss of nothingness known as his unconscious state.

Harry woke up to the bright white of the hospital wing. 'They really should change that,' he decided, 'it gives me a headache every time I wake up. His eye adjusted to the light and he saw people standing around him. Remus, James, Sirius, Sirius and... Sirius? What the hell? He shook his head. Dumbledore, and Madam Pomfrey were all there.

On a bed next to his was Peter who had bruises and bumps all over his face and arms. He wondered what had happened to him.

"Ok," Harry said finally, apparently no one had, amazingly, noticed he was awake, "I'm really confused."

"Harry," his godfather said worriedly, "are you alright?"

"What do you think?" Harry asked. "Of course I am. And yourself?"

"Fine," Sirius squeaked.

"Just one thing," Harry continued, "why are there two of you?" he asked, turning his focus on one of the younger Sirius's.

"I don't know," one said, the other was silent.

Harry noticed a dull throbbing in his leg just as the silent one began to fade, and then, with a pop, he was gone, and was replaced with a green colossal skull.

Sirius, Remus and James wandered back to their dorms silently. Both kept shooting glances at each other, then at Sirius, who was always looking at his feet as he walked. He looked guilty, scared and pale.

"Whoever these people are," he said, breaking the silence once they reached their dorm, "they are very bloody powerful, and it's scaring me."

He looked them in the eyes and James and Remus glanced at each other again. His eyes seemed darker than normal, their grey looking like storm clouds.

"What's the matter?" he asked, none to happy. "I'm not going to suddenly jump and attack, don't you understand? I was under a spell, one of the unforgivables, it was easy fighting."

"We know, Padfoot. It's just weird, you know? We were telling someone who looked just like you everything we knew about Harry, you were discussing it with us; its just weird thinking that he was a death eater. You know, how do we know who we can trust if we cant even trust each other?"

"Ah, but we can trust each other," Remus said, "We just have to be careful. I'm starting to wonder if Harry is right about us sneaking about, maybe we should just let him be? Leave them all alone?"

"But we can't!" James all but shouted. "We've come this far, we're so close to finding things out! We cant just give up!"

"James," Sirius said seriously, "this isn't a game anymore, this is real life, real death, reality, as Remus I think it was, said a while ago, it isn't Defence, this is it, one mistake and we could be dead."

"I don't care what you two say," James muttered sullenly, "you can't stop me from doing anything. We're meant to be a team, but, if you are deserting me now, fine, I'm still going ahead with the original plan... to find out everything we can."

"You're crazy," Remus said. "We're going to have to tell someone if you go ahead with this."

James pulled the curtains around his bed and disappeared behind the folds. Sirius and Remus looked at each other, before both climbing into bed themselves. Sirius looked over at Peter's empty bed and sighed, why is he so stupid? Even I can tell when enough is enough...

Harry looked at Sirius.

"I don't know why I trust you, but ok, work your magic," he gulped. Sirius tested the scissors and smiled, he then started snipping at Harry's hair. Harry closed his eye as he heard the maniacal snipping and felt his hair being pulled and tugged at. Oh well...

Sirius had vowed to make Harry look more respectable, and more like a hero that a woman would like to look at.

After his haircut Harry opened his eyes and was amazed, it had been a long time since he'd had un-Snape-like hair. He looked much better already, even with the scars and everything now very visible. He looked a lot more like James, and less like Snape.

Then Sirius shooed Harry into the next room where Snape was warming up a potion.

"Ok, Potter," snarled Snape, "I don't like you, but I respect you, and am grateful to you. So, this is my way of paying you back for all you've done for the wizarding world."

FUTURE

Ron and Hermione opened the letter quickly.

---Dear Ron and Hermione,

How are you? I'm well. I'm holidaying at the moment with Sirius, isn't that good? Guess who came to visit us! SNAPE! I don't know why, maybe to check up on us? Oh well... I don't know. I hope you're having fun at school. And don't worry Hermione; I'm keeping up with my schoolwork. I won't tell you where I am, but Sirius is about to try surfing, and I've got to see this!

See you,

Harry---

Ginny smiled at their reactions. Good, all was well.

PAST

"How do I look?" Harry asked, doing a clumsy ballerina twirl in the office. He was ecstatic; you could see it, Sirius smiled, glad that he was happy.

"You look better than I could have ever expected," Sirius smiled and hugged Harry. He looked like himself again. He was wearing a pair of green boxers, and he was scar-less. His eye looked fine, though Sirius knew he would never be able to see again, it was just a fake eye, one like moody, but it looked exactly the same as his other, besides the faint scar going from the eyebrow to the cheek. And the only other scar that remained was the one courtesy of Voldemort.

"They'll come back," Snape said from behind Sirius, he looked up and back. "But don't worry, Black, each time he applies the paste they will come back fainter until they are almost gone, but you'll still be able to see them, just as lines though, and then you will be able to use a charm that will make you blend in, just like everyone else. And," Snape continued talking, "there is a charm in that potion you drank that will make sure a lock of hair is always covering it."

Sirius, in a bout of stupidness, hugged Snape, also. Snape stiffened and pushed him away, Sirius didn't mind though, he was just ecstatic for his godson.

"Now, I believe, we have a class to teach," Harry told them.

Peter was back at classes, James, Sirius and Remus were also there, and it was Charms, they had Defence next. James decided to stay for the Christmas holidays, so were Sirius and Remus, to keep an eye on him, and Peter was going home. James knew they were keeping an eye on him.

James walked in front of the other three as they made their way to Defence, and then, in Defence, he sat next to Lily, who was rather surprised and disgusted, but it had been the only spare seat apart from his own usual one.

When the Professor's entered it was only Harry and Reid...

Harry didn't look anything like he normally did, he was wearing his Auror robes, his hair was cut short and he had normal eyes and almost normal skin, with barely any scars, one over his eye, that was it.

"Ok class," he started, "today we will be going outside to the forrest." Some people looked a little scared.

"Don't worry," Reid said, "Professor Thompson and a friend of ours, who is a Professor at Beauxbatons, though he is English, is going to be there also."

"But for safety issues anyway, we are going to start on the grounds and go over some spells... got it?" Harry was grinning like a Chesire Cat and James wanted to know what he was up to. Why were they going into the forrest?

DON'T SHOOT! I PROMISE I DID IT! Lol that took a while, but thanx for your... uh... patience. Anyway, I'm gonna go. I've had interviews about going on exchange, and year ten crap tests coming out of my ears, so I'm tired. Love ya's allie.