Young and Helpless

Chapter Eleven

Bright Lights. So bright. I can't see. Everything is frozen. I can't move. I can't feel. Ow. Wait…What's that? Wha-?...

"Harry? Are you awake?" Remus' voice filtered softly through the room.

Harry moaned softly, turning over on his bed, only to face a large blank wall. Come to think of it, all of the walls were pure white, almost blinding, and the lights, were like mini suns, trying desperately to burn everything in sight with their excessive power.

"Turn off the lights." Harry mumbled, as he placed one hand over his eyes, squeezing them shut.

"Sorry." Remus answered. Harry heard a faint scratch of a large chair, and then the shuffling of feet, before everything dimmed to a faint orange glow.

"Where am I?" Harry asked softly, when he opened his eyes again, realizing it was Moony who had been sitting bedside him.

"You're in the hospital. They put you on some gas, so you wouldn't feel anything when they put on the stitches. You shouldn't move too much. I reckon you hurt a bit?" Remus said softly, as he took Harry's hand, smiling fondly at him.

"Only a little." Harry answered.

"That's good. I didn't leave your side yet. Dumbledore came to visit me earlier on. It's two in the morning now. He dropped in around seven." Remus said.

"What'd he say?" Harry asked, as he pulled the covers higher, right up to his chin.

"Well. We talked, a little bit, and I convinced him to let you spend two weeks with me, and Sirius, your godfather. Then, he'll check up on everything, and things will go from there. He also wanted to know how you were doing. He wanted to wake you up, but I told him not to." Remus said truthfully, his face solemn.

"So, no more fighting? Everything's okay?" Harry asked hopefully.

Remus couldn't help but smile widely.

"Yes, Harry. Everything's slowly becoming okay." Remus answered.

Harry smiled, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

"Everything seems to be okay. Has the nurse been coming in to change his bandages?" A large nurse dressed in white asked, as she stood in front of Remus, chewing gum, and tapping her pen on her clipboard.

"Yes, she just changed his bandages a little over an hour ago." Remus answered in a protective voice.

"Has he complained of any pain at all, or has there been any excessive bleeding?" The nurse asked again, as she blew a bubble with her gum.

" No and no." Remus said, his ears flushing with annoyance as her gum popped lightly, smacking at herlips.

"Alright then, that is all." The nurse said, as she checked off something on her clipboard.

"Wait. He'll be having a visitor soon. Around three. Can you warn me when he arrives?" Remus asked.

With a curt nod, the nurse left the room, closing the door behind her, her heels clicking loudly against the white waxed floor.

"When's Sirius coming?" Harry asked, from his sitting position on the hospital bed as he scrunched his nose at the nurse.

"I didn't like her either." Remus said, with a chuckle, as he sat beside Harry, on one of the 'borrowed' lounge chairs.

Harry laughed loudly. He's like the daddy I never had. Harry thought.

"Anyways, Sirius will hopefully be here in ten minutes, if he's not late. I told him three in my owl." Remus answered

"How come he's my godfather, but I don't know?" Harry asked slowly, shifting to sitting position.

"That's quite a story actually. You see, when your parents, well… When you lost your parents…" Remus faltered, at the sad look that seemed to pool into Harry's eyes.

"Sirius figured it out a little bit too late, and he tried to help, because me, him, and your parents were all friends. But, when he got there, he was too late. You were the only survivor…" Remus stopped again. Harry's darkened eyes had gone from a pool of pain and longing to a pool of confusion.

"Huh? Aunt Petunia said my parents died in a car crash." Harry answered.

Remus faltered, his mouth dropping in a silent 'o' as anger boiled inside of him. HOW DARE THEY! He thought, as his hands clenched into fists.

"I'm sorry." Harry said suddenly, as he watched Remus' face turn tomato red in anger.

"No No No. It's not your fault. They didn't tell you. I'll kill them. Bloody bastard they…and he doesn't even…and…oh they'll pay for this." Remus muttered under his breath, his hands still clenched into fists.

"You should calm down Moony, you wouldn't want your 'wolf within' to break free would you?" A voice floated in from the doorway.

There stood a young man, with long shoulder-length black hair and shadowed eyes. He was wearing a long navy blue cloak, which had served him a few odd from the nurses in the hallway. A large grin was sparking at his lips.

"Sirius!" Remus exclaimed, and engulfed his friend in a large hug.

"Moony Moony. You never change. Always stand up for the little guy. So, are you Harry." Sirius asked, as he slowly approached Harry, who's eyes were gleaming happily.

Harry didn't know how to explain it, but just looking into the eyes of Sirius made him feel so warm, at home and safe. He knew Sirius could be trusted.

Harry smiled brightly, and waved at Sirius, who sat beside Harry, followed closely by Remus.

"Hey little buddy. I don't think you remember me, but I was the one that made you sick on your first birthday by spinning you around so fast in my arms." Sirius said with a goofy grin.

Harry giggled softly, before feeling Sirius arms around him. Slowly he wrapped his own arms around Sirius, and hugged tightly.

Remus stood on the sidelines watching with a sad smile as Harry accepted Sirius as his godfather.

"So Remus here had just finished saying you don't know what happened?" Sirius asked slowly after a moment, unsure of how exactly to place his thoughts into a sentence and talk to such a young child.

"They told me mum and dad died in a car crash. That's a lie though, right?" Harry asked.

"Yes Harry. They lied to you." Remus said from where he stood at the foot of Harry's bed.

"Sirius? Can you tell me what really happened? Moony told me you know. Please?" Harry pleaded, watching Sirius with big sad eyes.

"First of all Harry, You call me Padfoot if you want, and I get to call you Pup. Got it?" Sirius answered, as he shifted closer to Harry.

"Okay." Harry answered.

"Now. Do you know about magic?" Sirius asked.

"I've touched up on it." Remus said.

"You see Harry, like in movies, there are good guys and bad guys. In the magic world, we have a bad guy. We don't say his name though, most people don't. Anyway, whe-." Sirius began, as he clamped a hand around Harry's smaller one.

"What's his name?" Harry asked curiously, staring intrigued at Sirius.

"Harry. We don't say his name. But alright, I'll tell you. Just call him You-Know-Who for now okay? His name is Voldemort." Sirius answered.

"Voldemort." Harry muttered softly, his eyes transfixed with Sirius as he continued.

"This bad guy went after you and your family. One day he got to your parents. It was on Halloween. HE broke into your home and…well. That's why your parents aren't here." Sirius said.

"Oh." Harry answered softly. He shifted his gaze down, and stared at his hand, suddenly interested with his fingers, all the while, tears were forming in his eyes.

"Hey Buddy. Pup. Come on. There's lots more to it, but we'll tell you later. Really Later. Please? I want to see you smile. Last time I saw you smile was when I snuck you a bit of chocolate milk after your mom got mad at you for something. That was two days before…that happened." Sirius cooed.

Harry lifted his head, and stared. Finally, he wrapped his arms quickly around Sirius, and began sobbing quietly.

" It's okay Harry. It's okay. We're all okay now. You'll get away from those bastar-…I mean…very bad people, and we'll all spend some time in Hawaii with ukuleles and those little frilly skirts." Sirius attempted, as he rubbed small soothing circles on his back.

A small giggle came from within his robes.

"See, now there's the Harry I know. Come on. Oh Harry's smile, come out come out wherever you are!" Sirius exclaimed.

Harry poked his head up, with red eyes, and smiled.

"Hmm, If I remember correctly you are very ticklish right over…HERE!" Sirius chuckled, and began to tickle Harry on his ribs.

Harry cried out and began laughing, hard. The two wrestled each other playfully on Harry's hospital bed, until Harry was panting hard, his head resting against his pillow.

"You are one little devil aren't you?" Sirius said, with a large goofy grin.

Harry stuck his tongue out.

"Oh, you'll pay for that one. As soon as you catch your breath, You'll be laughing your pants off again.!" Sirius said with a swift movement, tickling Harry once more.

"Ha Ha gasp stop gasp ha ha ha ha gasp please gasp" Harry tried vainly, as he laughed, his eyes glinting madly with laughter and happiness.

"I'll go get you some water." Remus stated from the corner of the room with a smile. For now, he'd leave to two alone.

A/N: Again…. SO EXCRUCIATINGLY LONG (the wait)! Sorry.. ONE MONTH! OMG! Anyway,

I couldn't let Harry be afraid of Sirius, and so they clicked just like that. I hope you like Sirius' character. I think its okay. How about you?

As for why Sirius is not in Jail. HE WAS NEVER PUT IN JAIL IN THIS STORY. Pettigrew left something behind (you know, DNA, magical trace, etc..) and was caught, and Sirius was never arrested. BUT, in the Epilogue, it will explain how Voldemort does rise again.

R/R PLEASE!

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