To My Reviewers: I need help. The guy who likes me asked me out but I don't know if I like him. I like this other guy. Okay, the guy who likes me, his name is Brett. I don't like him as much as I like Tyson…me and Tyson went out with each other but since then we haven't really talked much. Brett asked me out tonight and we're going as friends. Tyson took me skating and Brett's taking me to a movie and supper. What should I do? I need help. Sorry, but the people close to me are no help because they know both guys…

Chapter: 13 Deepest Changes

Harry paced the library, sweat prickling on his forehead and his back itching with the stares of his friends. They were watching him, waiting to hear his thoughts voiced out loud.

"Sirius is alive." Harry muttered, whipping his forehead and stopping finally to face the others. Ginny and Hermionie were sitting in chairs beside the table, watching him with the utmost concentration. Ron sat on the table beside James's feet. He was leaning back in his chair, eyes glazed over; staring at his socked feet and hadn't seemed to notice that Harry had stopped.

"Harry, please, don't jump to…" Hermionie began but Harry held up a hand and shook his head.

"Hermionie, please. I'm not jumping to anything." Harry hissed. Hermionie looked as though she was about to say something but stopped and held her tongue for once. Harry continued. "I'm sure that's what it is, and James saw him to." James started, his chair flipping backwards and he landed hard on his back with a sickening crash. Wind knocked out, he rolled sideways and got up.

"What?" He spluttered his face very red. Harry watched him for a moment and then walked away, making a path for the library door. The others sat there for a moment and then Harry heard their footsteps follow him out, Ron still snickering at James who sounded as though he was muttering a curse under his breath.

They had made it halfway down the hall when Lupin appeared out of the darkened hall so suddenly and silently, Harry cried out in alarm. "What are you doing?" He asked suspiciously. "I told you to stay in your rooms."

"Nothing." Harry answered. He gave a sideways glance at the others who had conjugated near his elbow. "We were just talking." There was something in Lupin's eyes that told Harry that he didn't quite believe him.

"Yeah?" He asked. Harry nodded and the others followed slowly. "Well, get back to your rooms. We're going to call you down in a little while." Harry nodded and Lupin slowly left. When he was sure Lupin was out of earshot, Harry turned to the others. "Okay, Ginny, Hermionie, you go back to your room and we'll see you downstairs. We should amuse him, at least for a while." Hermionie nodded and her and Ginny moved off.

When they to were gone, Harry led the way back to his, Ron and James's room. Once they were inside and the door was closed, Harry flopped onto his bed and soon Ron joined him. James entered more slowly and perched himself on the other bed, smiling slightly.

"What?" Ron asked. James shook his head but Harry could feel, as if they were the same person, James's thoughts. He was thinking about Ginny…answering the door in that nightgown…Harry shook his head slightly and frowned at his twin.

"Stop it." James stared at him, confused. "Stop thinking about it."

"What?" James asked, and then it hit him. His face went beat red and he looked away just as Phineas Nigellus stepped into his portrait.

"Oh, there's two of you." He said lightly, smiling an oily smile. "Double the doom and gloom." Harry stood up and walked over to the portrait. He looked up at the face above him and glared.

"What do you want?" Harry snapped, placing his hands on his hips. Phineas raised a thin eyebrow and shook his head.

"Manners." He whispered dangerously, and then cleared his throat. "I have a message from Professor Dumbledore." Harry glared at him. "Stay here and don't leave, everything will be taken care of."

Harry let out a deep breathe full of vehemence and crossed his arms over his chest. "Are you done?" Phineas nodded with an oily grin on his pale face. "You can tell Dumbledore that I'll…." Suddenly there was a hand over his mouth and his eyes shifted down to see the creamy white skin.

Hermionie's voice filled his ear, interrupting what he was about to say. "That we'll do as he says." She let her hand drop from his mouth and moved it to his shoulder where it stayed firmly until Phineus left. When he was gone, Hermionie stepped in front of him. "Don't do anything stupid. We can't have Dumbledore rushing here and detaining us. Not if we want to get to Azkaban."

With all his attention focused on Phineus, Harry hadn't heard Hermionie or Ginny come in. Ginny sat on the bed beside James whose eyes were moving over her slowly. When he noticed Harry's gaze on him he smiled slightly and looked away.

"That's going to be a problem." Ron said slowly. "How are we going to get to…" Ginny gave him a sharp look and Ron closed his mouth quickly, glancing at Phineas Nigellus who was back, eyeing him curiously. "I thought you were leaving."

"I was." Phineas said simply. With an appraising look between the twin Harry's, he walked to the left of his picture frame and was gone. With the feeling he was probably hiding out of view, Harry placed a finger to his lips and pointed to the door. Quietly, they exited the room and stepped into the hall, closing the door firmly behind them. Sighing, Ron grinned. "Glad he can't hear us anymore."

"Yeah, but now anyone can." Harry answered darkly. He looked over at James who was eyeing Ginny and began leading the way down the hall.

"Where are you going?" Hermionie asked from behind him. Harry turned and almost ran into her. She'd been walking almost directly on his heels, breathing down his neck. Harry held out a hand and lightly pushed her back, her cheeks going red with embarrassment.

"We're leaving." Hermionie did a double take and stared at him for a long moment before her face turned from embarrassed to angry. She placed her hands on her hips and blew out a long breath. She reminded Harry of Professor McGonagall.

"No, Harry. Dumbledore told you, the order told you…everyone…" Hermionie shook her head. "Harry!"

Harry took off down the hall without listening to the rest of what she had to say. He really couldn't care. Suddenly, Ron was behind him.

"Harry, what are we going to do…in our pajamas?" Harry stopped and looked down at himself. He was still wearing his flannel boxers and baggy black shirt. Turning, he saw the only ones who were dressed were the girls.

Harry sighed and marched back, towards his room and passed Hermionie as fast as he could. She followed behind them, however, hissing all the while like a punctured balloon.

"Harry, this is foolish! We can't get to Azkaban. It's to far away, and…" Harry entered his room and went straight to his trunk, shuffling through it until he found jeans, a sweater and a pair of socks. "We can't get there, it's impossible…" Harry was about to pull off his shirt when he realized Hermionie, who he was effectively ignoring, was still in the room. Turning back to her, he noticed that James and Ron were standing there holding their own clothing. "…not to mention the danger and the trouble we'll be in if we live…"

"Hermionie!" Harry snapped making her stop talking. "Please, leave or turn around, pick." Hermionie opened her mouth and then closed it, staring around at the other boys and then Ginny who stood in the doorway. Slowly, she moved to the door and her and Ginny exited. Harry breathed out a slow steadying breath. How much time had they wasted and they still didn't know where Azkaban was…

When they were dressed, Harry and Ron grabbed their brooms and went into the hall. Hermionie and Ginny were conversing in low voices when they came out and Ginny's eyes widened when she spotted the brooms.

"You're planning to fly there?" She asked. Harry shook his head and but James was the one to speak first.

"Ginny, grab your broom and meet us in Buckbeak's room. We'll explain there, Hermionie you come with us."

Hermionie looked disgruntled as Ginny hurried off down the hall with a small backwards glance at James as she went. Harry grabbed his twin's arm and pulled him along towards the upper floor staircase.

They only had to wait for a few minutes before Ginny showed up, her broom under her arm. They all crowded around Harry.

"Okay, we're going to fly to Hogwarts." He said. Hermionie's eyes widened. "There we'll find the mirror of Erised and it'll take us to Azkaban." The others all looked around at each other as though this plan was suicide.

"What?" Harry asked. The others shrugged and Ron cleared his throat.

"Well, it's just…um…" Ron shrugged and scratched the back of his head. "Um…it's just…you want to fly to Hogwarts, we don't even know where it is and it could take days to get there. We'd have to King's Cross, follow the tracks in the dark and get to Hogsmede. How are we supposed to find the mirror when we don't know where it is? It's just…" Harry shook his head.

"If you guys don't want to do this, I'll go alone. Either way, I'm going." He glared at them. "If you cared about Sirius, you'd help me."

"Harry, last time we went through this, you led us into a trap." Harry bristled.

"I led you into a trap!" Harry felt his face flush and his eyes screwed up in anger. "I know this is my fault, it's my fault he's in there! I thought he was dead! I thought I'd never see him again! He's alive, I have to do everything I can to help him! If you won't help me then…" Harry couldn't find his voice anymore. Without speaking, he left the room and went to the window at the far end of the hall. Throwing it open, he was about to fly out when Hermionie grabbed his arm.

"Wait." He hissed. Behind her, the others were pulling their cloaks around themselves and James was leading Buckbeak. Harry felt a lump growing in his throat but he forced it down. "We're coming with you. We wouldn't leave you Harry. You won't be alone this time." She looked back and Buckbeak with a hint of fear on her face. "Even if I have to ride…that."

Harry smiled and, without thinking, he hugged her. Hermionie giggled and when he pulled away, she was watching him with tears in her eyes. "Thank you, all of you." Harry grinned.

Hermionie straitened her robes and took out her wand. She placed a disillusionment charm on them all, including Buckbeak and then climbed on the Hippogriff's back behind James who was shifting around restlessly. Harry opened the second shutter window so it was wide enough for Buckbeak to get through and then set off, the wind whipping his hair about his face. It felt wonderful to be flying but they had a mission.

Harry led the way across London, desperate to get to King's Cross and start the journey to Hogwarts. Sirius was so close to being back with them, he could almost taste it. They just had to hurry before anyone noticed they were missing.

TO MY REVIEWERS:

For chapter 6:

ShadowolfXII: lol, you're weird.

Gatesy: Well, I hope you've gotten farther now. I'm glad you like it so far and I hope you stick around for the ride. I have this thing about waiting like a month sometimes to update. This time I had writers block really bad…lol. Thanx.

For chapter 12:

Alteng: Hey, been a long time hey? Sorry it took so long to write this chapter. Yeah, I like how JK Rowling always has the younger ones solve everything. It gives her stories a…I don't know how to describe it. All kids though seem to think their invincible so I think that's why Harry and the gang are always doing everything…that and their trouble makers.

Laughing Dragoness: Yeah, the whole "James' Harry thing was because Harry 2 doesn't have a scar so he looks more like James then Harry 1 does…if that makes any sense. Lol.

Gallandro-83: Hey, I'm glad you like this story. I'll try to update faster from now on.

Dragon Hunter 200: Hey, I'm on my way to save him, hold on hold on! If I made them save him then the story would be ten times shorter and there would be no cliff hangers, and I know you like those. Lol. I know I do. Oh yeah, James is sheltered and also, because Voldy wasn't around there was really no need for Azkaban and it wasn't as well known there. Yeah, I love Sirius. He rules.

And to anyone i may have left out, i'm sorry i really am. it's late and i have stupid school tomorrow...and a math test. yuck!