Disclaimer: Harry is not mine. Sorry.

A.N: I'm back! Sorry I haven't updated for soo long! There was a family emergency and I was taken to Wales to look after my Sister in law. Anywho, I came back and read the new Harry Potter book and considered giving up on this fan fic. But now I think about it, my plot was quite different to JK's that you guys may actually want to read it still. Anywho I guess I'm just continuing for the sake of finishing the story. I hate to leave one unfinished. So here it is, the next chapter of my Fan fic, Harry Potter and the never ending trials! Enjoy!

Wide eyes and Worries

Harry opened his eyes and blinked several times. Remus was knelt at his side helping him get up. After a few moments Harry looked back at the portraight. No, he wasn't dreaming. It was real. The portriaght was of Sirius and James, they looked like they were in their early twenties.

"Harry, you should sit down" Remus said as Harry absent mindedly lowered himself to sit on the sofa. Remus did the same, whilst looking carefully at Harry. James seemed to recover from his shock and was surveying Harry carefully. "Well you seem to have inherited my good looks Harry" he said proudly. Sirius shoved his shoulder playfully and they both smirked. Harry stared, he seemed to have lost his voice.

"Oh he's got Lily's eyes" James continued as he leaned forwards to see Harry's eyes more clearly. Remus smiled warmly at Harry and Sirirus grinned. Harry wished they would look somewhere else. He was begining to feel nervous.

"So, you're my dad?" Harry asked, knowing what the answer would be. James smiled.

"Yes Harry" he answered softly. Harry felt a lump form in his throat and his eyes began to sting.

"Is there a - a portraight of mum?" Harry asked hessitantly as he looked around, there wasn't another portriaght in the sitting room. Harry turned back to the portriaght and jumped when he just saw Sirius. "Where did-"

"James has gone to his other portraight, it's one of him and Lily" Sirius interrupted. Harry closed his mouth, feeling dazed. So now he was going to meet his mum. "oh" he said quietly. Remus' mouth twitched and he looked at Sirius with a mixture of pity and sorrow.

"What are you looking like that for?" Sirius said irritably to Remus. Harry looked from Remus to Sirius, was it possible that the Sirius in the painting did not know that the real Sirius is dead? Harry wondered.

"Don't you know that you're dead?" Harry asked tentively, he swallowed painfully against the lump in his throat. It was still quite unbelievable that Sirius was talking to him. The man in the painting turned back to Harry.

"Of course I know" He answered "I'm talking aren't I?" he continued. Harry looked confused and looked across at Remus. Who wiped his forehead slowly and sighed.

"Portraights only come to life when the person dies, Harry" he said in a low voice. Harry's mouth formed a perfect o. Before Harry could reply James came back into the portraight along with a woman with long red hair. Harry's eyes began to sting again.

"Mum?" he asked faintly. Lily looked slightly flustered as she flicked her hair behind her shoulders and edged further into the picture. She settled herself between James and Sirius and rolled her eyes when Sirius gave her a cheeky grin and put his arm around her shoulders. But he quickly withdrew his arm when James gave him a look.

Finally Lily turned her brilliant green eyes to Harry and she looked startled for a moment but then her mouth opened slightly and her eyes filled with tears. "oh Harry" she gasped, as tears fell down her cheeks. Harry ran up to the portriaght. He wanted to get to her, but he couldn't. The portraight became a barrier dividing Harry from his parents and God father. Lily sobbed a little then shoved James' arm slightly as she exclaimed "Oh he looks just like you James" Harry smiled weakly.

Remus stood up and put his hand on Harry's shoulder. Harry looked at Remus " We need to get moving Harry" Remus said gently. Harry looked wide eyed at Remus, he could not believe that when he finally got the oportunity to talk to his parents and see Sirius again, Remus was making him leave. "Now?" he asked. Remus nodded.

"But-" Harry began but Remus already dissapeared through a door to another room. Harry turned back to look at Sirius, James and Lily.

"I need you to answer one question before I go" Harry said hurriedly to Lily.

"What is it?" she asked softly. Harry swallowed.

"What made you marry my dad? I saw you both in your fith year, you hated him!" Harry exclaimed miserably. Lily looked shocked then looked at James, who smiled guiltily. She smiled.

"I never hated him Harry, I'm sure one day you will find out that girls are not as honest about their feelings as boys." she said calmly. Harry felt slightly confused but his face broke out into a grin. "Thanks" he said as he hurried towards the door that Remus dissapeared through.

"Remus?" Harry called out, the room he entered was filled with boxes and was littered with junk and covered in dust. Harry coughed and spluttered as his lungs were filled with dust. Remus appeared holding a large box.

"I've got something to show you" he said calmly and walked through another door to a small study. Harry followed, it was a little less dusty and empty except for a small brown desk that stood beneath a large window. Remus placed he the box on the floor and knelt down beside it. Harry did the same, he looked at Remus inquiringly.

"These are the most precious item's Sirius ever owned. He wanted to give them to you when you were older but I think, considering the circumstances..." He trailed off as he sighed again. He looked grave and there were even more lines on his tired face.

Harry swallowed and nodded to show he understood. After a moment Remus nodded and opened the box. Inside the box was a Diary, a Photo Album and a large basin that looked very much like a penisive. Harry stared at the penisive, he could watch his parents and Sirius grow up, he could watch all of Sirius' memories. This box was indeed very precious thought Harry. He looked up at Remus and smiled gratefully, he couldn't ever remember being more thankful for anything in his life.

Remus smiled sadly at Harry. "You might not like everything you see Harry" he said warningly. "But if you ever need to talk to someone about it - someone who was there, you can always talk to me" he continued. Harry nodded, then a thought came to him.

"Remus, can I take the portraight of Sirius and my dad with me?" he asked hopefully. Remus smiled pitifully at Harry.

"I'm afraid you can't even if I wanted you to." he said. Harry looked down, dissapointedly. "The portriaght is magically sealed to the walls, it cannot be removed" Remus continued. Harry nodded. He picked up the box and they walked back into the sitting room, in silence.

Suddenly a loud bang filled the air and three Death Eaters entered the room. Harry jumped and whipped out his wand. Remus did the same. One of the Death Eaters turned to them. "Crucio" he said wildly. Harry dropped his wand and screamed in total agony, he fell to the floor and writhed, feeling his insides, tear and boil. "Stupefy! Stupefy! Stupefy!" Roared Remus, two of the Death Eaters fell stunned, to the ground but the third sent a curse flying back at Remus, who managed to duck just in time. The curse hit the portraight and it burst into flames. Remus sent a curse back at the Death Eater and he finally fell stunned to the floor, next to the other two Death Eaters. The curse was lifted off Harry and he layed panting for a moment before he grabbed his wand and picked up the box again. "Come on" Remus said quickly as he took out the map. He held it out for Harry to touch and within minutes the sitting room was whirling out of sight and Remus and Harry were stood breathing heavily in the sitting room of 12 Grimmauld place.

A.N I tried to make this chapter long to make up for not updating recently. Please review and tell me what you thought of it. More will be up soon.

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