Chapter two: A slap is a way to show love

Disclaimer: I do not own the Characters, J.K. Rowling owns it all

Harry sat in his bed for a while, watching the sun continue to peek through the windows. He thought about Sirius and as he did, a tear fell, and he let it all out. He cried. His last connection to his family was….. what was that? He could have sworn he heard a whimper. He stared at the spot next to his door, still enclosed in shadow and snatched up his glasses, placing them firmly on his nose. A shaggy black dog crept out, wagging his tail slowly from side to side, whimpering faintly. Harry brushed a tear aside.

"S-Sirius?" he could hardly believe that this dog was his godfather… it could be any dog… but no, there before him in the place of the dog now stood a man in a t-shirt and jeans with a jacket hanging loosely around his tired frame.

"Hey now," said his godfather, brushing away the remaining tears on the sixteen year olds face. "What are all these now?"

"I… I was thinking about… how… you… you survived?"

"Yes… never liked that Bellatrix… hated our family reunions I tell you… couldn't very well let her finish me off, now could I?" He smiled and Harry saw the same twinkle in his eyes as there was at his parents' wedding.

"How did you get in here?" he asked, eying at the door which he knew was padlocked.

"Well…" said Sirius and Harry saw a boyish grin creep onto his face. "You know that fancy new truck your uncle has? He parked it very conveniently under your window." Harry stifled a laugh.

"My…" said his godfather admiringly as he gazed at Harry, looking him over. "Look how you've grown." It was true. Harry had grown a considerable three or four inches and was now just a tad shorter than Sirius. "You are so much like your fa---…" but he was interrupted by Hedwig fluttering in through the window, a letter tied to her leg. Harry grabbed it and read it. It read:

Dear Harry,

Mum says its high time for you to come to the burrow. She says that she is worried about how those muggles are treating you. Swears that if she sees you half as skinny as you were last year she'll call up Dumbledore and the Muggle authorities. Hermione is already here, and she is worried about you too, so am I. Come if you can. Let me know if the muggles can bring you (they probably can't) or if we need to come and get you. Expect us at 4:00 day after your Birthday if they can't. See you then,

Ron

P.S Ginny says hi

PPS Fred and George say hi

PPPS Mum, dad, Percy, Bill, Charlie, And Hermione… for goo'ness sake can't they write their own letters?

"Sirius…. Are you up for a road trip?" He asked, as he wrote back:

Ron,

The Muggles can bring me, see you then.

HP

And tied it to Hedwig's leg.

"Where to? Ah… the Burrow!" Said Sirius reading over his shoulder. "Yes… but why did you tell them that? The muggles won't take you!"

"Ya but…. It's just…. Never Mind."

"Let's go."

"Ok… here Hedwig, the Burrow." Harry told his owl as he sent her out the window. He and Sirius climbed out onto Uncle Vernon's truck, and left, Sirius turning back into a dog.

"Sirius…." Said Harry as he walked next to the dog. "How will we get my stuff there?" The dog gave him a look that said 'you'll see' and they walked on.

Harry and Sirius trudged up the path to the Burrow. They had been walking for about a day and a half straight. Harry was exhausted but Sirius was used to it. He had been on the run for about… a year before this. Ron saw them coming.

"Harry!" he yelled, and dashed out to meet him. Then he saw the dog. "S-Sirius?"

Hermione had heard Ron yell and came bolting out the front door. Her reaction was the same.

"Yes…" said Harry pulling out of a death grip from Ron and Hermione. "He's alive." He smiled tiredly. "Can we go inside now?"

They all walked inside and the entire Weasley family jumped to greet them, Everyone shocked, but overjoyed to see Sirius. He took human form.

"Harry, Did you walk all the way here?" asked Mrs. Weasley.

"ummm… yes…." Muttered Harry. Then something happened that Harry was not expecting. Mrs. Weasley slapped him, right there, across the face. His hand went slowly to his face as Ron and Hermione gasped, Ginny's hands flying to her mouth.

"You lied! I was worried sick! I knew the muggles would never bring you here. Do you know how fortunate it is that you had Sirius with you?" Harry was stunned. Did she care about him that much, that she would slap him out of worry? He was touched and… shocked at the same time. He didn't know how to react to this. This had never happened to him before. They all stared at him, expecting him to do something, but he just stood there. Then, he threw himself at the woman, the closest thing to a mother he had, and hugged her. She hugged him back and they all relaxed and watched with caring eyes, happy that Harry felt Loved, all that is except Fred and George, who all gave mocking ooohs and aaahs.

Harry released her from the hug, and stood there, staring around at his friends… no, FAMILY. This was his family. Suddenly a blazing pain seared through his scar and he collapsed to his knees on the floor.

"Harry!" Hermione, Ron, and Sirius all cried.

Harry sat there, hand to his head muttering. They could only catch fragments of his rambling,

"power… no…. muggle… pain…. Don't…. can't…. fight…. You……" but one thing definitely caught their attention. They heard one sentence in whole.

"Voldemort is back in Power…. He is here again."

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