Disclaimer: See first chapter

A/N: Sorry I have been a little slow with the update but I've had writers block and this chapter was very hard to write so it's probably really bad. I've raised the rating to R because of Harry swearing. And for all who weren't aware of it, it was Remus who grabbed Bolt (aka Harry)

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Chapter 5 –

Sirius has immediately come up behind Remus at hearing the name. He gasped, it was Harry, he was sure of it. He looked as if he was James double, except that Harry didn't have glasses and had the scar.

"Get off me you bastard!" Bolt growled, struggling to get out of Remus's grip.

Normally Remus would have told Harry to watch the language but he was in to much of a shock. Sirius's eyes were wide and his heart was beating extremely fast, Harry was alive, right here in front of him. Harry looked terrible, he looked as if he hadn't had a bath in a month and his hair had never been combed before. His clothes were worn and grubby.

Bolt kneed him straight in the groin. Remus let his grip on Harry slip and he ran. While Remus was doubled over in pain Sirius went after him.

Bolt hadn't looked behind him to see if anyone was chasing him and he wished he had when he felt someone tackle him to the ground. He yelled and tried to hit the person who'd tackled him.

"Harry calm down, I'm not going to hurt you" A man's voice said gently. Bolt got a look at who'd tackled him; it was the black haired man that had been with the man who'd grabbed him.

"Like hell you won't" Bolt growled "You'll turn me into the cops"

Sirius shook his head "No, Harry, you don't understand, I'm—"The words were getting harder and harder for Sirius to speak as he held down so many emotions while holding down his godson. "I'm your godfather"

Bolt laughed a bitter, sarcastic laugh "I hate to inform you but I'm an orphan, as in no parents! My name is not Harry either"

"You are Harry. I know because you are the splitting image of you father but you have your mothers eyes. You also have the scar that you are famous for"

Bolt said nothing for a moment, he remember wishing for something like this to happen when he was younger but it was impossible, why would his godfather turn up out of the blue.

"You've got the wrong guy" Bolt said weakly.

"No, you are Harry and I won't lose you again"

Bolt was getting freaked out by the man's eyes. Behind the greyness of them, there was something else. Something bad.

"BOLT!" Zazza's voice yelled

Sirius looked up to see a foot flying toward him that kicked him straight in the chest and off of Bolt.

"Come on Bolt" Zazza lifted Bolt up and began pulling him along.

Bolt looked over his shoulder to see the man but didn't, instead he saw a large black dog.

For anyone who was out on the main street of London that night would have seen two scruffy looking boys running down it being followed by a large black dog.

Bolt and Zazza were almost at the place. Both of them were gasping for breath

"You know I think it was a stupid idea to take up smoking" Bolt said as they took a sharp turn and ran down the side street.

"Shut up Bolt, you're lucky I came back for you" Zazza snapped as they turned again into the dark street.

"Zazza if you'd left me there Blondie would have beaten you up" Bolt remarked as they slid underneath the wire fence.

"I could take her" Zazza huffed

"You wish" Bolt laughed breathlessly.

"Did anyone follow us?" Zazza asked

Bolt looked down the dark street; he could just make out something turning the corner.

"I think so, let's get inside" Bolt said.

Bolt and Zazza hurried their way around to the back of the old building and saw a faint light in the back few rooms. They climbed in through the broken window into the old kitchen where Lucky and Jock were talking.

"About time guys, we thought we'd lost you" Jock said

Zazza and Bolt said nothing as they were extremely out of breath.

"Bet you'd wished you listened to me now huh?" Blondie appeared at the doorway.

"Yes Blondie, you are all god knowing" Zazza snapped

"And don't you forget it" Blondie smiled

"So was that guy threatening you or what Bolt?" Zazza asked

It would sound weird if he'd said that the man thought he was his godson. So he settled for agreeing with Zazza.

"Yeah he was threatening me for taking the drinks" Bolt answered

"He didn't chase us though, well I didn't see anyone" Zazza said

There was a black dog. Bolt wanted to say but didn't. He was still in shock from what the man had said. Godfather, no it was impossible.

"I suppose you didn't get tea did you?" Blondie asked

Zazza and Bolt shook their heads and Blondie said

"Have some pizza then, we actually bought it this time though, Mitch bought it with the drug money, and it's an absolute feast!" Blondie said

They walked into the main room of the place where most of them slept. Around the room were ragged blankets which mildly resembled beds.

In the middle of the room there were about ten pizza boxes; most were empty but a few still contained pieces of cheesy cold pizza. Candles kept the light in the few rooms that they used. Basically they used the bathroom, kitchen and living area. The kids that were scattered around the room aged from ten to about seventeen but there were a few young kids. The younger ones had already gone to bed and most of the older ones were sitting on their 'beds' and talking. Bolt and Zazza grabbed a large piece of pizza each and headed for their corner of the room that they slept in. Sitting down on their 'beds', Bolt, Zazza and Blondie talked about the events of the day, oblivious to the fact that someone was coming through the fence towards them.

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Remus had no idea where Sirius had disappeared to but there were other matters to think about. Such as Harry being alive, it was unmistakably Harry, he had the scar. While Remus was worried about Sirius but Sirius was a full grown man and did not need babysitting. Sighing, he went to the fireplace; Dumbledore had to be informed of this.

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The first thing Bolt heard before opening his eyes was Blondie saying

"He's so cute, what are we going to call him?"

Bolt opened his eyes; sitting in the middle of the room was the huge black dog surround by kids.

"Bolt, check it out, he wandered in here last night, we think he's a stray, we thinking about keeping him as a pet" Blondie said

Bolt rubbed his eyes and looked around; Zazza was still sleeping, with his mouth open and snoring beside him. The dog bounded over the Bolt and sat in front of him.

"Give him a pat" Blondie said

Bolt lifted his hand and patted the dog on the head. It wagged its tail encouragingly.

"We're trying to figure out what to call him, I think sooty is a cool name" Blondie said

"How about snowflake?" Jock suggested

"He's black you colour-blind idiot!" Blondie snapped at him.

"I am aware of that, I think it would be funny" Jock said

"How about princess?" A little red-headed girl suggested

"It's a boy" Lucky said,

"How about dog?" a boy laughed

"Yeah call it Black Dog" Lucky said

"It's kind of stating the obvious isn't it?" Blondie said

Bolt was only half listening to the conversation, he was staring at the dog and it stared back, after a while it gave Bolt a lick on the face.

"Yuck, dog kisses" Bolt said, wiping his face with his sleave.

Zazza snorted and then Bolt had an idea. "Come on doggy, lick Zazza for me" he said pointing at Zazza.

Bolt hadn't expected it to do it but the dog went forward and licked Zazza on the face.

He giggled and then woke up. "Gross man, what the hell is that"

"That Zazza is a dog" Bolt said, trying to sound like a preschool teacher who spoke slowly.

"Where did it come from?" He asked

"He came in last night" Blondie explained

"Cool, what's its name?"

"Big Black Dog" Jock answered

"We haven't agreed on that" Blondie said

"I think it's a good name, here big black dog, come here boy" Jock whistled

The dog trotted over to Jock and sat in front of him.

"See he answers to it" Jock said

"Fine, his name is big black dog" Blondie rolled her eyes.

"How are we supposed to feed a dog?" Zazza asked

"We just feed it leftovers, like we gave it some pizza crust for breakfast" Blondie said

"What about it the day, where will he go?" Zazza asked

"We'll let him wander around, he probably come back cause we feed him" Blondie answered

"Speaking of wandering around, don't we have to steal some drinks today?" Zazza said

"Yeah soon, I found a new bottle shop" Blondie said

"I need some more smokes too" Bolt said, taking the packet of cigarettes out of his pocket and opening it to reveal one cigarette which he popped in his mouth and lit.

"After what happened last night you'd think you'd quite for your health" Blondie remarked

The dog looked at Bolt and gave a growl.

"See, even the dog agrees that smoking is bad for you" Blondie said

"Do I look like a give a shit?" Bolt remarked

"I'm hungry, are you up for breakfast at Zo's?" Zazza asked

"Do you ever not think about eating?" Blondie asked

"When you can't just walk up to a fridge and get something to eat, you tend to" Zazza commented

"He's got a point there Blondie" Jock laughed

Blondie swatted him on the back of the head and they all laughed. Bolt's laugh was a little edgy, as it would be if you had a dog staring intently at you.

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"So Sirius is now out in London somewhere looking for Harry?" Dumbledore asked

Remus nodded "I think he was a street kid, he looked real rough and his language was a bit foul"

"I see, so Harry was stealing drinks with a few other boys?" Dumbledore asked

"Yes, he didn't seem to happy about being caught"

Dumbledore sighed; within the past few hours it had seemed as if he'd aged a good ten years.

"Sirius will not stop until he gets Harry; I suggest that you stay here until he arrives with him"

Remus nodded and went to the door, turning around with his hand on the doorknob he asked "If Harry is found, what will happen?"

"I'm not sure Remus"

Remus nodded once again and went out the door.

Dumbledore sighed again and sat down at his desk. After Harry disappeared and presumed dead, Dumbledore had thought that maybe the prophecy was wrong. Voldemort may never return. They had; had a close call with Voldemort two years ago, Quirrel was the last person most people suspected but Snape wasn't fooled and he had told him. He had confronted Quirrel in front of the mirror of erised but Voldemort had managed to get away. Since then there had been no word of him trying to come back. He sighed; it was one of those days where you felt every bit as old as you looked.

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"Is it me or are these cases getting heavier?" Zazza said as the three of them carried the cases towards St. Stephanie's.

"No I think he's been smoking more than tobacco' Bolt laughed

"You better not be" Blondie said

"Who died and made you our mother" Zazza snapped

"Technically your mother died so sucked in" Blondie replied.

When they came to the wall they did the routine thing, Bolt got on Zazza's shoulders and waved to people over the wall. When Bolt clambered down a voiced asked

"What are you doing?"

They turned around to see two policemen.

They were so busted.

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Yeah there's a small cliffie for you all, not as bad as the last one but still a cliffie.

I'm going to exclude the chamber of secrets, I always thought it was the weakest story of the series my biggest question is:

Why did Lucius Malfoy choose to give someone the diary when Harry was there? If he was so in with the school then he could have done it before Harry came and then succeeded.

But he's stupid so Harry stopped him and in my story I blank it out completely meaning that Lockhart is still DADA teacher.