Disclaimer: Harry Potter and related stuff isn't mine.

Author Notes: Thank you for the reviews! I'm sorry for being mean…I have a bit of a mean streak in me sometimes…

P.S. There is just one more chapter after this one!

P.S.S. Sorry it's so short...

Time Slip

Chapter Twenty-Three

Fates Fortune

Harry woke up in darkness and with a pounding headache. He sat up and rubbed his temples, trying to remember why he was in there to begin with. He stood up and groped for the door handle of the door he didn't remember closing. 'You're losing your mind Potter.' Harry thought to himself as he opened the door and groaned with the bright light hit his eyes.

After the pounding in his head became just a dull pain and he could see again, he looked around and saw that he was in a familiar corridor of Grimmauld Place. 'What the hell am I doing here? Why aren't I at home?' he thought but suddenly he remembered. 'Sirius.' He wanted to kick himself for forgetting even for a moment about Sirius. 'I have to find him!' Harry thought and starting running down the hall. When he was about halfway down the hall, he was hit with a bout of de ja vu. He stopped and remembered the last time this happened. 'Oh Merlin, please say I didn't go back!' Harry prayed and ran down the hall. "SIRIUS!" Harry screamed but no one answered. He ran by portraits and doors and even windows, never even considering looking out one, to into trying to find Sirius to think properly. "SIRIUS!" he continued to yell as he made a mad dash to his room. He ripped open the door and saw that it looked exactly the way he left it and his heart started to pound. 'It's alright Harry…' he thought to himself. 'You never checked it then, so it could've always looked like this.'

Harry slammed his door and ran to Sirius' room, where he ripped opened the door. That also looked the same and he used the exact same excuse he thought of before. He slammed that door, not willing to give up. Down the hall and down the stairs Harry ran. He saw the kitchen door and heard noises. 'Please, let it be the Blacks!' he thought and ripped opened the door…

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All the heads in the room turned to look at the door that was being torn opened. There stood a boy with short, black,spiky hair and emerald green eyes…a boy that they haven't seen in a while. "Harry?" a girl about the same age with long, bushy sandy brown hair and brown eyes asked. The boy just looked around. "Harry, oh my God! Where have you been?" Hermione asked, standing up. Soon everyone else was standing up. "We've been so worried!" No one knew that Harry's heart was breaking at that moment but one man in that room.

"Harry?"

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Harry couldn't believe it. What the hell were they doing here? He couldn't really be back, could he? He didn't want to be back. He knew people were talking but he couldn't hear it over the roar in his ears. 'No bloody way.' He thought.

"Harry?" a familiar voice said and he turned to see who it was. There stood someone that he'd only seen just yesterday…the only problem was that he was older…much older. "Harry, I need to talk to you." Remus said but Harry didn't care that he had to talk to him. All he wanted was Sirius back.

Suddenly he turned and ran back up the stairs. He heard chairs scraping and people getting up. He heard people following him and yelling his name, but he didn't care. All he wanted to do was find that door and get back.

He ran pass his room and Sirius'. He ran pass the portraits and the doors and the windows again, going down hallways and corridors to find that door. He rounded a corner and stopped. There was the door. The door that brought him to his family and friends and Sirius. And it was slowly closing. "Oh no you don't." Harry said and ran down the hall. He reached the door handle as he heard an audible click. "NO!" He screamed and tugged at it. It wouldn't budge. He started hitting it but that didn't help any. "NO YOU BLOODY DON'T!" Harry screamed and started throwing spells at it. It still didn't do anything, so he went back to pounding it. "SIRIUS!" Harry felt arms going around his waist and others grabbing his arms. "LET GO!" he screamed but they didn't. "I NEED TO GO BACK!"

"Harry." Remus said in his ear. "Calm down…"

"I WON'T FUCKING CALM DOWN!" Harry shouted.

Suddenly he felt a cool sensation run down him and his limbs went limp. The arms left his wrist but Remus still held on to his waist. "Harry…"

"I've lost him again, haven't I?" Harry asked trying hard not to sob. 'Why?' he thought to himself. 'Why did I have to go?'

"I'm so sorry Harry." Remus said. Harry turned around and started to cry into his arms…

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"It has only been a week." Remus said quietly to Harry, who was sitting on the window seat in Sirius' room. It had been about an hour since he broke down and now he was sitting in Sirius' old room, listening to Remus tell him what happen. "You disappeared last Friday and that's when I remembered well, you visiting."

"What happened to him?" Harry asked, not looking at Remus, but out the window.

Remus took a deep breath and he knew what 'him' Harry was talking about. There was only one 'him' important to Harry at the moment. "He told us that he heard you yell his name and so he ran to find you. The last thing saw was you disappearing through that very same door you were just pounding. He said that he tried to open it but it wouldn't budge."

"Did his family hurt him?"

Remus shook his head and realized Harry still wasn't looking at him. "No, Sirius was barely there himself when he heard you. After you disappeared, he returned home to see if he was hallucinating, but no, your bed was empty and he found the note. James woke up to having Sirius screaming at him that you disappeared. When James realized you were absolutely gone, he tried to comfort him, but he just wasn't having that. They didn't even open gifts or anything the next day. James just owled us later that day and told us what happened. We came and well…we weren't the happiest people in the world."

"What happened after that?"

"James and Lily got married and had you. Sirius was greatly cheered by the fact that you were born and he was the greatest Godfather ever." Remus paused. "That was until Peter betrayed us and he had to leave you. I knew that Sirius couldn't have done anything wrong but I couldn't vouch for him."

"But how does that work?" Harry asked turning from the window to look at Remus briefly. "You said you didn't remember me till just last Friday, but you say Sirius was greatly cheered by the fact that I was born, meaning you guys remembered then."

Remus looked thoughtful for a moment. "I've been thinking about that all week. The best that I can come up with is that both pasts, the one with you and the one without you, bled into each other or we did live separate pasts, but you leaving made me remember my other past. Or even that we were made to forget while Sirius was in Azkaban and I was alone and you leaving triggered the memory."

Harry turned back to him. "Then why didn't Dumbledore remember?"

Remus snorted. "Do you think even if he did remember, he would ruin what was supposed to happen by reminding us?" Harry shook his head and looked back out the window. Remus' heart went out to him. So much had happened to him.

Harry could hear Remus move from the bed and walk towards the door. He heard him open a drawer and close it again. He could hear Remus walk towards him. "This is for you." Remus said and put something in Harry's lap. Harry looked down and bit his lip, tears swelling in his eyes. There, in his lap, was an old, worn, very much loved teddy bear with a worn leather jacket and a pierced left ear. Harry smiled slightly as he turned it over and saw the very familiar red heart with silver wings tattoo on its butt.

"Snuffle-Wuffles." Harry said simply with a slight choke.

"Yes, Sirius' beloved teddy bear. I took the liberty, after I remembered, to go to the vault where we stored all your stuff and bring it back here. The unwrapped Christmas gifts were in there too and anything else you got. There was also all of Sirius' stuff he wanted to give you in there too, with Snuffles among them. It all in your room." Remus smiled sadly and bent down so he was even with Harry. "I'm so sorry Harry…"

"It's not your fault." Harry said and turned to him. "I never did tell you how much I love you, have I?" Remus looked shocked. "I've been kind of mean like that, haven't I?"

"It's alright Harry."

Harry smiled slightly and hugged Remus. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." he said and hugged him back. Finally he stood up and headed towards the door. When Remus got there, he turned around to Harry, who was hugging the bear and looking out the window. "I'll bring your stuff in here, alright?" Harry nodded and Remus left.

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It has been a month since Harry came back. In that month Harry had looked through all his stuff that they left him, which was a lot and even made himself open his Christmas gifts. Harry had also gotten very little sleep and had to be told to eat. He would walk the halls at night, trying to see if the door would open for him again, but he couldn't find it. Harry had also worn all of his clothes and Sirius' old ones.

It was very late and Harry was sitting in Sirius' window seat, Snuffle-Wuffles in his arms, a quilt Lily made him for that Christmas around his lap and Sirius' dark blue hoodie on. Today he had finally found the Black Mail book but hadn't been able to look at it. He took a breath and put the key that was in his hand into the lock. It opened and Harry opened the pages. There was a piece of paper on the front cover with writing. He picked it up and read it. 'You will find true love but lose it just as soon as you get it.' So this was Sirius' fortune cookie that he wouldn't tell. 'That was stupid Sirius…you should've told me…' Harry thought as he crumpled it up and was about to throw it when he stopped himself and uncrumpled it. He wanted to keep ever little bit of Sirius with him.

Harry looked down and the pages and said, "Sirius is God." The once blank pages turned to pages full of moving pictures. Tears fell down his face as he looked at them all. When he got to the final pictures and turned to the back, a small piece of paper fell out. Harry looked at it oddly and picked it up. He flipped it and saw that it was blank of both sides. Suddenly he remembered why it was in there…it was his blank fortune cookie. He stared at it, trying to figure it out. Harry turned quickly and summoned a quill and a pot of ink. He quickly dunk the quill in the ink, his heart filling with hope. Harry remembered that he could write anything he wanted on it and it would come true, and the thing he wanted most was Sirius.

He put the quill to the paper and wrote clearly…You will get your Sirius back. Harry looked at the words and then looked up around the room. Nothing happened…nothing changed…his Sirius still wasn't there. He bit his lip. 'Why didn't it work? I did what I was told to do!' Harry turned, closed his eyes and a single tear dropped onto the paper.

The words started to glow faintly, but Harry didn't notice…he wasn't looking. He curled up in himself, smushing Snuffles and the Black Mail book to his chest. 'Why didn't it bloody work? I wrote what I wanted…I was clear…I don't think it could've been any simpler…'

"Harry?" a voice questioned from somewhere in the room.

Harry slowly lifted his head and looked into the room. There, standing in the middle of the room, was the boy that he had been missing. "Sirius?" Harry asked hopefully.

Sirius looked at Harry sitting on the window seat, wearing the same hoodie he himself was wearing. He looked around the room and saw the pile of stuff. He turned back and looked at Harry. "I'm here, aren't I?" Harry nodded. Sirius smiled and started jumping. "YES!" He stopped jumping and looked at Harry again. He said in a somber voice, "I've missed you so much Harry."

"I've missed you too."

They looked at each other, to shock to move. Suddenly Sirius burst out laughing. "Harry get your arse over here and give me a kiss!" Harry jumped up and ran over into his arms, more then willing to do just that…

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Remus smiled softly when he opened Harry's door the next morning to check on his, only to find that a young Sirius and Harry curled up together on the bed, holding one another. "Good…" Remus said softly and gently closed the door…