gloriousgentry: You'll have to see what happens with Sirius. :P He'll figure out which side he wants to be on.

Ciara: They'll meet at some point after the Quiditch World Cup. :P

Shadowface: Should Sirius be dark? I already have a plan for him and it's a good one.

CoryJ: Ginny isn't really going to play a major role. I don't like her all that much, I like her more then Ron definitely but I think the reason I don't want to have her be very important is 'cause so many people pair her with Harry and I think of their relationship more of a brother/sister one. So I just decided to not make her very important or play a major role :P I have a plan for Sirius and Remus. smiles evilly

sixclaws: I was thinking about switching back and forth.

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Chapter 15

Sirius POV

I had always wanted to believe that he was Lily and James' son; I had always wanted to believe that I was his true Godfather, but I was lying to myself. Even though I was one of the few to know the truth I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe that Dumbledore could do something like that, could take a child from his parents. Now I was faced with that truth, I had to admit that he was Tom Riddle's child. I didn't know who his mother was but I did know who his father was. I was frightened, I didn't know what to expect, especially since he had been staying with the Malfoy's.

I couldn't understand Dumbledore either. He knew I was innocent and yet he didn't do anything to stop my imprisonment. I was beginning to doubt the 'light', to doubt their motives, which meant I was beginning to doubt myself. Did Harry see what was going on? Did he understand or was he a pawn? I had to find out, I had to figure out what I wanted, who I wanted to 'follow'. Were my parent's views correct? Were the pure-blood views right? My brother had died because of those views, Voldemort had killed him. I was lost and confused.

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Sirius, Draco, and Harry arrived at King's Cross that summer only to once again be greeted by Harry's 'uncle'. He grabbed Harry's arm before he had a chance to protest and began pulling him away. Sirius' eyes narrowed dangerously, "Unhand him Muggle." He growled softly.

"I will do no such thing; he's coming back with us." He was about to say something else when he stopped himself.

"Under whose orders? I'm his Godfather and you will unhand him." Sirius said calmly, knowing that he wasn't his true Godfather but that's how he saw himself.

The fat man puffed himself up, "That's none of your business." As he spoke Lucius arrived and Sirius grabbed the man's arm.

"Who told you to take him? Answer me." He growled, his eyes flashing angrily.

He swallowed hard, "D-Dumbledore."

Lucius walked over, "What's going on?"

Sirius looked at him, "Malfoy…" He whispered, "This man is under orders from Dumbledore to take Harry. We cannot allow that, now can we?" He asked icily.

Lucius half smiled, "No Black, I don't believe we can." He looked at Dursley, "Why don't you unhand our Godson and we can discuss this?" He said calmly, his cold eyes boring into the fat man before him.

Hesitantly he released Harry's arm. Immediately the black haired boy went to stand with Draco, rubbing his now sore arm, "You alright?" Draco asked, looking at him with concern.

He nodded, "I'm fine."

"Now Muggle, why did Dumbledore want you to take him?" Lucius asked calmly.

"Who cares?" He replied, puffing himself up, trying to be intimidating, "I'm getting paid good money to take the brat."

Lucius raised an eyebrow, "I see. I have a feeling that he desires to keep Harry away from us."

"I agree, now why would he want to do that?" Sirius asked.

"Because we know the truth." Lucius replied, "If you value your pathetic Muggle life you will never come near him again, am I understood?"

He didn't answer and Sirius pulled Lucius' wand from his pocket, casting a quick spell on the Muggle, "There, much better." He said with a smile. Dursley now had rat whiskers and a tail.

Lucius stifled a laugh as Sirius returned his wand to his pocket, "Very good Black." He laughed, "Much more fitting. Let's go boys." He said, doing a very good job of holding back his laughter.

The four of them left, making their way to Malfoy Manor. When they walked inside they were greeted by Narcissa, "You look horrible cousin."

Sirius smiled at her slightly, "You don't look too bad yourself."

She laughed softly, "Come here, let's get you something proper to wear, you are a Black after all. Can't have any relative of mine running around like that." She said, dragging him away.

Lucius chuckled, "We'll have to go to Diagon Alley to get him some things and also presents for the two of you for a job well done."

Harry sighed, "All I want is my father."

"Patience Harry, things are already well underway for his revival." Lucius smiled, "Go play you two, enjoy your summer."

Harry and Draco ran outside, grabbing a pair of Nimbus 2001 broomsticks on their way out. The two of them enjoyed flying; it was a rush being up in the sky, the wind whipping around them. They kicked off into the air, laughing happily as they began to fly around the property. The boys remained up in the air until a house elf called them in for dinner. Dinner in the Malfoy house was always a family affair; everyone was required to be present. Grumbling about how they wanted to continue flying for awhile, they made their way inside to wash up before making their appearance at the dinner table. The three adults were waiting. Harry blinked when he saw Sirius. He was still gaunt from years in prison but he cleaned up quite nicely. His hair shinned in the light and his robes were some of Lucius' until he could get some of his own. He looked good. The two boys sat down and the five of them began to eat.

"I want to thank you for doing this." Sirius said, eating politely although he was hungry he was going to have manners.

Narcissa raised an eyebrow, "For what cousin?"

"For allowing me to stay here after all that's happened."

She smiled, "Think nothing of it."

"We'll go to Diagon Alley tomorrow to get you some proper clothing and a new wand." She replied.

He looked over at Harry, an almost sad look in his eyes, "I wish I could have been there for you and now that I can I will be."

Harry smiled, "I appreciate it." He paused and whispered, "I'm still not used to having people actually care about me."

Sirius' eyes narrowed slightly, "What did they do to you?" He asked, referring to the Muggles.

"They locked me up." He whispered, "Didn't give me much to eat, made me do everything for them." As he spoke Sirius' hands clenched into fists, his nails digging into his palms. He was angry, very angry, "It's no wonder I don't like Muggles." He said, looking up at him, "Sirius, your hands are bleeding." He pointed out.

Sirius lessened his grip, looking at his palms. Perfect half moons of blood lined his hands from where his nails had dug into his palms, "Oops." He whispered softly, "I suppose I was a little…upset."

"It's alright; I don't have to worry about it here. Except for Dumbledore, that's all I really have to worry about."

He scowled, "What has he been doing?"

"Trying to get the Muggles to take me back, trying to get me to give up my pendant. He's trying to manipulate me, he wants something, I don't know what he wants but he's determined to get it." He said, finishing his dinner, "Lucius? Can Draco and I go fly some more?" He asked, changing the subject.

"One hour then you have to come in and go to bed." He stated, leaving no room for argument.

The two of them ran out, grabbing their brooms on the way. They spent the next hour up in the air, flying, enjoying the late evening breeze. Neither of them spoke, they didn't need to, they were too busy enjoying just being with each other. The two boys were looking forward to their shopping trip the next day and made sure to come in after the appointed hour. After a quick shower they crawled into bed, snuggling against each other and falling asleep.

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