Harry woke up next morning and tried to ignore the throbbing pain in his back and head. He still lay there. Little did he know that adoption papers were being signed this very instant. Sirius Black and Remus Lupin were at the Ministry of Magic signing custody papers. Cornelius Fudge sat behind his desk and watched them as the scribbled signatures on the parchment. Dumbledor stood behind them. Sirius had been freed a few days ago; Peter had been caught and given the Dementor's kiss. Once they had each signed the last line Fudge gathered up the papers and put them in his filing cabinet.

'There you are, you may go and pick up Harry when you're ready'

Sirius smiled and then they walked out of the Ministry of Magic and out into the streets. With a crack like a whip, Sirius and Remus were gone, however Dumbledor remained. Instead of disapparating like his friends, Dumbledor merely walked out onto the streets and into a little pub called The Leaky Cauldron. Sirius and Remus reappeared in the ally called Magnolia Crescent and walked down the street, towards Number 4 Privet Drive. The stepped over the low garden wall and walked up to the front door. They knocked a few times. Soon they could hear shuffling of heavy feet. The front door opened to reveal uncle Vernon. His face was bright red and his fists were clenched tightly.

'What do you want?'

He snapped.

'You'd be better off to watch what you say in a superior's presence'

Sirius replied coldly. Uncle Vernon's eyes narrowed dangerously in fury and he puffed out his chest.

'I'd watch your tongue if I were you, I'm not a man to be threatened and pushed around like some ninny'

He waved his hands above his head. Sirius's eyes narrowed into very fine slits. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a long and dark piece of wood. Uncle Vernon's eyes widened in shock.

'Y-y'

Suddenly they reduced to slits again.

'Get away from my family, you freaks'

He tried to shut the door in their faces but Remus held up his hand and caught the door before it could be shut and locked. Remus pushed it open and pulled out his wand. Uncle Vernon slowly backed away.

'We are here for Harry'

Remus said coldly.

'What would you want to do with the boy?'

'Why do you call him ''boy''?'

'I'll call him what I want'

The end of Sirius' wand started to smoke. He slowly stepped into the house. Remus followed. Vernon slowly backed up.

'Give us Harry and no body gets hexed'

A puff of smoke ignited out of Remus's extended wand.

'Boy, get out here now'

'Yes uncle Vernon, sir'

Sirius looked shocked.

'No body tell my godson to call them sir'

Harry stood there in the doorway. His arm wrapped around his side. Sirius saw this and his eyebrow dropped in confusion.

'Whatever' he said waving his hands in the air above his head again 'I just have something for the b-Harry in the kitchen'

He walked into the kitchen and out of site. Harry followed. Once they were out of site Vernon grabbed Harry's hair and hissed.

'If you breathe so much as a word about how you're being treated here, I'll have your head on my wall'

He gripped it even harder and dropped him on the floor. Out in the entrance Remus and Sirius were talking in hushed whispers.

'I saw him holding his side'

Remus sighed while he thought.

'Well, lets see, once we get him home lets wait it out'

Sirius nodded. Just then Harry and Vernon walked into view. Sirius took Harry by the hand and led him out of the house. They walked up the ally way and up behind some big dumpsters. Once they were safely hidden the man called Remus spoke.

'Now Harry, this may seem strange but trust us, I'll go first'

He picked up Harry's rucksack and with a crack like a whip he was gone. Harry gasped slightly. How did he do that?

'Now Harry listen carefully, I'm going to apparate, so just cooperate, okay?'

Harry nodded slightly. Sirius bent down and lifted Harry up by his chest. Harry had to clench his fists and bite his lip as hard as he could to stop himself from screaming. He held Harry close to his chest while he disappeared. Harry placed his head over "Sirius's" shoulder and shut his eyes tight. One moment his was standing inside an ally behind a bunch of dumpsters and the next he was standing in a Sky Blue kitchen. He took a few steps backwards.

'Harry, its okay, you're at my house now. Would you like some lunch?'

Remus said. Harry didn't move or speak. Sirius took his hand and led him to the table.

Later that evening Harry was fast asleep in Sirius's lap. His eyelids were flickering peacefully. He head was resting on Sirius's chest as he slept. Sirius gently woke him up.

'Hmmm…I'm not sleeping'

He said groggily.

Sirius sighed and rolled his eyes.

'Come on Harry, let's go to bed'

Harry slid off the couch. Sirius scooped him up and started carrying him towards the stairs.

'G'night Remus'

He said rubbing his eyes.

'G'night Harry'

He whispered back.

They were halfway up the stairs before Harry realized that he wasn't in a little cupboard.

'Why aren't we going to the cupboard under the stairs?'

'You sleep under the stairs in a cupboard?'

'Well ya, I'm even locked there for days without food, if I'm bad'

He said groggily, not realizing what he was saying.

Sirius didn't push him further. He sat Harry down on the bed before pulling out bright green pajamas with flying snitches and brooms.

'Put these on, Harry'

Harry's hand brushed his side and he remembered he couldn't let them see his bruise mark. He shook his head.

'Why not Harry?'

'I don't like pajamas'

'Have you ever worn them?'

'No'

'Well…these were made from the softest silk, so they should be comfortable'

Harry still shook his head.

'Harry, come on, its not that clean to sleep in your clothes'

Sirius said gently. Harry's hands were shaking violently as he pulled his shirt over his head. Luckily Sirius's back was turned. Before he could pull the pajama shirt over his head Sirius had turned around.

'Harry, what's that?'

Now his whole body was shaking.

Sirius walked over to Harry and lightly touched the bruise. Harry flinched and crawled backwards on the bed.

'Let me go and get Remus'

Sirius walked out of the room and to the top of the stairs.

'Remus, get up here now'

There was the sound of feet on the coming up the stairs and Harry thought frantically of an excuse to how he got the bruise, other than uncle Vernon hitting him. He'd finally come up with a good one. Or at least a decent one. Sirius and Remus walked over to him.

'Harry, how did you get that?'

Remus asked quietly.

'I slipped and hit a doorknob'

Harry lied quickly

Remus could see the lie in his eyes, and the fear of something, he could smell it.

'Come on, Harry, please tell me the truth, I only want to help you'

'You mean you won't hit me if I tell you?'

'I would never ever ever hit you, Harry, but I can't help you if you don't tell me what happened'

'Uncle Vernon hit me'

'Why?'

'Because I didn't paint the garden bench after I'd mowed the grass, weeded the garden, pruned the roses, washed the car, cleaned the gutters, organized the garage, cleaned the kitchen, took out the trash and washed all the windows'

Remus and Sirius were utterly shocked. How could a five year old do all that work? Remus looked at it closer.

'Well, it looks like there are few broken bones'

'They're broken?'

'Ya, can't you see the twists in here?'

Remus pointed them out.

'Now, Harry I'm going to mend them, it'll burn'

Harry nodded. He was surprised when Sirius held him to his chest. Remus pulled out his wand and pointed it on the bruise.

'Sano cunctus infractus bones' Sorry I didn't use the Latin word for bones, but I couldn't find it on the web…sorry folks

A soft blue-white, radiant light started to glow through Harry's skin. At first Harry didn't feel anything but a slight warm sensation. But as the heat grew so did the light. By the end it was dancing gracefully over the bruise. Slowly the light died and the ribs looked mended. Sirius and Remus waited outside the door while harry changed into his pajamas. When he was done, they walked into the room to help him brush his teeth in the little bathroom attached to his room. Once he was done that Remus pulled back the covers back and Sirius laid the tired Harry on the bed. Then they both pulled the covers up to his chin and Sirius bent down and kissed his forehead.

'Would you like a bedtime story, Harry?'

'Can I?'

'Of course'

Remus reached into his robe pocket and pulled out a little ball filled with a swirling white fog. He began to swirl his hand around it.

'Once upon a time, in a land far far away, there lived a sorcerer with enchanting magic. He lived up in a cave set deep in the Misty Mountains'

As Remus spoke all the actions were being playing the little ball stretched out in front of him for Harry to see.

'Up in his cave, he'd have jars of the weirdest stuff you can imagine. Like eel eyes, crocodile hands, poisoned dragon liver, dead cockroaches and Acromantula fangs. And he used these to make powerful potions and dangerous spells'

'And every once in a while he'd go out into the forest and tend to an injured unicorn or battle a raging acromantula'

By the time the story was done, Harry's eyes were closed and he was sleeping peacefully, his head dancing with thoughts of dragons, unicorns, wizards and witches. Remus let the ball cloud over before he placed it back in his pocket. Sirius kissed Harry's forehead again before he and Remus walked out of the room, closing the door and turned out the lights. They each headed to their own rooms for the night.

A week later Molly Weasley was over for tea. Harry was lying on the carpet playing with his toy Quidditch set that Remus and Sirius bought him. With his toy wand he'd color them and fly them through the air, making noises and pretending to knock them off their brooms with the little bludgers. Molly, Remus and Sirius were talking.

'Would you like some sugar?'

'Oh yes please'

Remus clapped his hands twice and the sugar cup jumped. It picked up the spoon and hopped over to Remus's cup.

'Where's your manners? Guests first, you know that'

He snapped at the cup. The little cup jumped but then started to hop towards Mrs. Weasley's cup.

'Just say when'

Remus instructed as the cup started to spoon sugar into her cup of tea.

'When'

She said after two spoonfuls were dumped into her cup. The cup stopped and then hopped over to Remus's cup and then Sirius's. Mrs. Weasley stirred her tea before taking a sip from her cup.

'Harry, why don't you go and try that writing exercise I set out for you and if you need help we're down here, okay?'

'Okay'

He said while starting to pack up his Quidditch set. He set it back in its box and carried it upstairs.

'What a little angle'

Molly adored him.

'Ya, although we had a little problem'

'How come?'

'Well, he was being abused at the Dursleys, so we really had to work with him, we still do, he just still doesn't really trust us fully'

'How could anyone hurt that little sweetheart?'

'I don't know, but he's still a little hesitant about asking questions, and asking for things, like lunch, or like, asking for help on the reading and writing exercises'

Mrs. Weasley looked sad.

'That's just awful, well, its nice to know that he now has a good home'

She took another sip of her tea. Just then there was a knock at the door. And Albus Dumbledor stepped in.

'Good afternoon Sirius, Remus, oh and hello Molly'

'Good afternoon, Dumbledor'

She said smiling.

'I've made an interesting discovery'

'Oh?'

'Yes, there is this boy, Sirius, I think he's your son'