Disclaimer: See first Chapter

A/N: Bolt aka Harry isn't much in this chapter and he won't be in the next one much until the end when he mets a dog. (Anyone who can't get this clue is pretty dense)

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OH! BTW to answer Gentleone565 question about the fic becoming a HARRY! HARRY! WHY DID YOU DO THIS HARRY!" and then Harry goes all good fic. It won't at least not at first.

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Chapter 3

When Sirius woke up his back cracked in pain. He blinked a few times to adjust to the light, Azkaban was always dark and it would take awhile before he grew accustomed to it again.

"Morning" Remus walked in with a piece of toast in hand.

"Morning. Are we seeing Dumbledore today?" Sirius asked

Remus nodded, "You can have a shower upstairs and you can borrow some of my robes"

Remus sat down next to Sirius on the couch "What are you going to do when you are free?"

"I'm going to buy a house and get guardianship of Harry" He said

Remus's face fell, no one had told him. "Sirius, Harry's dead"

The words had no effect on him at first then they sunk in. "Dead?" He asked, much more hoarsely.

Remus nodded "His Aunt, Lily's sister, abandoned him on the streets"

Everything went cold. Sirius felt as if he was surrounded by dementors again.

"You broke out for Harry right?" Remus's voice broke him out of his thoughts

"Partly, I also wanted to prove my innocence to you" He answered

There was an uncomfortable silence and then Remus said "You should have a shower"

Sirius nodded and went numbly upstairs.

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Bolt had always wanted to be able to read. It was one of the many things he knew he would never be able to do. There where a few things Bolt wanted to do in life but knew he would never have the chance. One of them was to be able to go to school, not an expensive high price snobby school. Just the local government school, so he could read and write. Another was that he wanted to know he had a talent, like music, art or sports. But it would never happen. He didn't realized how intently he was staring at the woman reading a book on the park bench until Blondie remarked

"Jeeze Bolt isn't she a little old for you?"

He snapped back to reality "What?"

"You were perving on her which is seriously gross because she is like forty" Blondie said

Bolt and Blondie where sitting on the empty playground equipment. It was quite early in the morning, about seven thirty. They were just hanging out. Zazza was with Andrew and Mick, they were a few years older than them and were into smoking, it didn't matter what they just needed to smoke. Zazza was trying to get some tobacco off them, he said he would like to try smoking and he said it shocked people when young teenagers smoked. Blondie was not having any part in it, she said anyone tries to take pity on her she'd knock them into next week. Zazza had told Bolt that smoking was what the real tough gangsters did. He was a bit sceptical about it at first; he knew what drugs did to people. But Zazza had assured him that tobacco was a harmless drug that was perfectly legal to smoke. He said it might give you cancer but that's not until you're older, like in your fifties and Bolt knew he wouldn't live that long. He'd be lucky to live until he was twenty five, either that or he'd end up in the slammer for stealing or something.

"I can't believe you want to take up smoking" Blondie said as she sat on the swings.

"Look Blondie, I don't want no one thinking I'm some pussy thirteen year old. I wanna look intimidating. Zazza says adults get offended when they see kids smoking" Bolt said, jumping off the swing.

"Yeah, you guys will be real intimating, smelling like ashtrays and having fags hanging out your mouth" Blondie growled

"Did you just say fag?" Bolt smiled

"YES I DID!" Blondie snarled

"Come on Blondie, it's not like I'm doing heavy drugs or anything. That would be stupid" Bolt reasoned with her

Blondie sighed "fine, smoke all you want but if you even think about offering me one" She gestured with her fist.

"I know, you'll kill me" Bolt laughed

"Bolt do you ever wonder...." Blondie's voice trailed off

"Wonder what?" Bolt asked

"I was just thinking about it because my birthday is next week and all. But you have no idea when your birthday is, do you?" she said

"No, I don't even know my real name" Bolt sighed

"What do you think you would have been called?" Blondie asked

Bolt thought for a second "I have this urge to say Jamie, I always thought I knew that name"

"I hate my name, Millie, what kind of pussy name is that?" Blondie said

Bolt laughed "You do know what Zazza's name is?"

"Zachary" Blondie said

"Yeah, that's a pussy name if I ever heard one" Bolt laughed (A/N: No offence if your name is Zachary or Millie)

Blondie snickered "Maybe you're lucky by not knowing your own name"

"Yeah I think so" Bolt agreed

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Remus stood in Dumbledore's office with Sirius beside him. They were waiting for Ron Weasley, the boy with Pettigrew, to bring him. Remus knew what would happen if Sirius had made a mistake though, they'd send him to Azkaban too but for some strange reason he didn't care, he had the feeling Sirius was telling the truth.

The door opened and a boy with bright red hair holding a scruffy looking rat walked in. "You wanted to see me Professor Dumbledore?"

"Ah yes, I presume this is Pettigrew" Dumbledore said

Sirius nodded, he hadn't said a word since he'd found out that Harry was dead.

"We will see about that won't we" Dumbledore stood up "Mr. Weasley, would you be so kind as to hand me that rat?"

Ron handed it shakily to him and Dumbledore place it on the desk and pointed his wand at it. A blue-white light came out of the end of his wand and the rat twisted around on the desk. Then limbs began shooting everywhere and soon a short man was sitting on the desk.

"Hello Mr. Pettigrew, how nice of you to join us" Dumbledore said calmly.

Ron's eyes were very wide and he had a very shocked look on his face.

"H-Hello P-Professor Dumbledore s-sir" He said in a squeaky voice

"Now Peter I was wondering why you are pretending to be Ron's rat when everyone thinks you're dead"

"Because he was going to come after me" He said pointing at Sirius. "The death eaters because I had put away their best spy"

"No" Sirius said "You wanted to be somewhere safe and where you'd hear any news on Voldemort's return"

"P-Professor you have to believe me, I was scared. Sirius was always the one who'd do things that others never thought of. I knew that he'd escape Azkaban for me" He squeaked

Dumbledore's emotion was impossible to tell to anyone in that room. His face remained calm but his eyes were different, more of an icy blue colour now.

"Well if you would all excuse me for a moment" Dumbledore said, getting up and walking out the door.

Everyone was silent. Pettigrew was still sitting on the desk, Ron still looked as shocked as ever and Sirius looked at his hands. Few minutes passed and then they heard footsteps coming towards the door. Soon the door burst open and standing there was Dumbledore, Fudge and three Aurors.

"Pettigrew" One of the auror's gasped

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Yeah it's a little on the short side I know but I'm one holidays so I'll have the next bit up real soon.