A/N: At long last! Sorry it took… more than a month to post this up. (bows) Terribly sorry for leaving you with that… horrible cliffhanger. (bows again)

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to meeeeee…

Experience With Me
Chapter Three

Reunion

It was around eight in the evening when the Dursley's returned from the party. They were surprised to see Harry unconscious on the porch with a black dog guarding him. The dog growled at them without blinking. Dudley and Aunt Petunia hid behind Uncle Vernon.

"I-It's a dog!" Aunt Petunia's voice was cracking. "A-And what's it d-doing here?"

"How am I supposed to know!" Uncle Vernon growled to his wife. "It probably attacked Harry!" he leaned closer, hoping to get a better view. "… I don't see any blood though…"

Sirius crouched forward then snapped his head to the door. He pawed it and whined. The Dursley's had no idea what it was doing. The dog continued this action for a while before Dudley finally understood what he wanted.

"I… I think he wants to go inside!"

Uncle Vernon laughed. "The thing is not going inside my house! I don't want this… this stray dog wandering about!"

A louder growl escaped from the black dog. He continued growling as he bowed his head against Harry's side. At last, the Dursley's understood and carefully headed towards the porch. Uncle Vernon (carefully avoiding the black dog) carried his nephew from the ground as Aunt Petunia opened the door for him. Inside the house, Uncle Vernon placed Harry on the sofa then stared at him for the longest time.

"What has he been doing all this time?" he said to himself. "Is he just asking for attention? Well, he's just making a fool of himself!"

The black dog gave Uncle Vernon a disgusted look as he took a step inside the house. Uncle Vernon gasped and jumped several inches back. His eyes were fixed upon the dog's vicious white fangs. He imagined himself getting torn apart if he said anything more… although, he still didn't understand what the dog had anything to do with Harry.

"W-What do you want? Y-You n-nice d-doggie…?"

Sirius walked into the living room. Without saying another word, Uncle Vernon adjusted his messed up tie and scurried over to the kitchen (where Dudley and Aunt Petunia escaped to). He muttered something about fixing some tea.

As soon as he vanished from the area, Sirius turned to his godchild as he slowly changed into his human form. His shoulder length hair was untidy yet clean and shiny. His face had been cleaned and showed no signs any beard or dirt. The outfit he was wearing resembled the one where he met Harry face-to-face at the Shrieking Shack, however it had no tears or any mangled parts whatsoever.

Sirius kneeled next to his godchild and felt his forehead once more. With a bow of his head, he muttered to himself.

"If only I came sooner…"

Several moments later, the Dursley's cautiously entered with their drinks. Without taking another step, Uncle Vernon's eyes practically bugged out at the sight of Sirius Black. Aunt Petunia and Dudley, unaware by Sirius' sudden appearance, walked into each other's backs.

"W-What's wrong, honey?" Aunt Petunia started. She peeked over her husband's shoulders and gasped loudly.

Dudley copied his mother and resulted into the same thing.

Without letting them say another word, Sirius stood up with his fists clenched. He narrowed his dark eyes then walked towards them, surprisingly quiet.

"Mister and Missus Dumb-Dumb…" he growled.

Uncle Vernon gulped loudly. "W-When did y-you get here?" his eyes skimmed across the room. "…a-and t-that dog…"

"ENOUGH TALK!" Sirius roared. He cornered the Dursley's. "How DARE you do this to my godchild-! What were you THINKING!"

"I-I… w-we… we didn't know! We were at a party a-and t-thought-"

"And you just decided to leave him outside without any shade? HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW?"

Uncle Vernon narrowed his eyes and fidgeted around. "H-He wanted to stay behind! And h-he gave us an attitude too!"

Sirius slammed his hand against the wall, inches from Uncle Vernon's face. "I don't want to hear any excuses! GOT ME? You should know what happens to a person when they're left out in the sun for who knows how long!" he growled. "You filthy… no good… Muggles…"

Uncle Vernon gulped and slid sideways in hopes of escaping. Dudley had already retreated into the hallway where he was curled up into a fetal position. Aunt Petunia had her eyes on the phone and was barely in reaching range. Sirius had noticed this a while back but he wanted to "play" with them a little more. As soon as Uncle Vernon moved back enough for Aunt Petunia to reach the phone, Sirius moved in front of her without even trying. The woman's eyes widened and fell sideways into her husband. They both made a loud 'thud' that vibrated the house. Sirius kneeled down and offered a hand to them, but they only cowered in fear. A smile appeared on Sirius' face. It showed no signs of anger but a look of sympathy.

"I'm sorry about that but I can't have you calling the police just yet," he leaned closer. "There's still more I must deal with between you and I…"

Uncle Vernon couldn't take anymore. He tried escaping, but his wife was weighing him down (not to mention his own weight…) and just flopped back onto the ground. Sirius couldn't help but laugh. He wasn't even going to do anything with them, but they were acting like he was about to commit murder. Sometimes he never really understood Muggles that much. Sirius stood up, wiping the tears from his eyes.

"Yu Muggles are just so full of yourselves. Just look at yourselves. It's like I'm torturing you guys right now," Sirius grinned.

"Y-You are the famous m-MURDERER," Aunt Petunia's voice cracked. "P-Please don't kill u-us!"

"Heh, kill you? Don't be ridiculous. I won't kill you… if I don't die of laughter first…"

"W-Wait! M-Mister Black… l-let's talk about this l-like men… e-ehe?" Uncle Vernon grinned nervously.

"Hmm… you sound like the understanding type. All right, I will. But first…"

Sirius reached inside his pocket and pulled out his wand. He snapped it behind his back, causing the phone to explode with a loud 'BANG'. The Dursley's jumped back at the noise. Dudley, who was near the phone fell back from his fetal position and shook around.

Sirius blew the tip of his wand and pointed it to the Dursleys. "There we are. Wouldn't want you guys calling the police on me, aye?"

The exploding noise made Harry stir in his sleep. He shifted around for a moment then fluttered his eyes open. A groan escaped from his mouth as he lifted himself from the sofa. He took a look around and spotted Sirius with his wand pointed at his aunt and uncle. Harry gasped and sprang to his feet.

"Sirius, please stop!" he yelled as he tugged his godfather's arm back. "Please don't hurt them!"

Sirius' eyes widened. "H-Harry-?" he turned to Harry and shook his shoulders. "Harry! Are you all right? Are you hurt? Do you feel sick? Do y-"

Harry smiled weakly. "I'm fine. I guess I sorta fainted before…"

"'Sorta'? You did faint! You were left outside in the blazing heat for who knows how long! You almost suffered from heat stroke!"

"O-Oh really?"

Sirius grunted. "Don't sound like your amazed by it!"

"E-Excuse me!" Uncle Vernon interrupted. "A-About t-that talk…"

"CAN'T YOU SEE WE'RE TALKING HERE!" Sirius growled. "Now be a man and get Harry a cold wet cloth," he turned to Aunt Petunia. "You, close all the blinds," he spotted Dudley crawling out of the hallway. "And you, Dumbette, get Harry water."

The Dursley's didn't hesitate at all. They immediately scurried off to their assigned places and did what they were told. The blinds of the living room closed quickly sending a cooling sensation within Harry. He sighed in relief and sat on the sofa with his godfather. Sirius was constantly checking Harry's forehead if his fever wasn't getting worse.

"Are you sure you're all right? Is it cool enough for you here? Should I open a window? Ah! Of course I should!"

Sirius got to his feet and opened a window. A cool breeze passed through, brushing against Harry's reddened cheeks.

In no time, Uncle Vernon and Dudley had arrived with the wet cloth and water. Sirius placed the wet cloth on Harry's forehead then passed the water to him. Harry gulped the water in just seconds. He sighed as he felt a cool rush circulate throughout his body.

"Ah… that's much better," he turned to the Dursley's. "Thank you, everyone."

They didn't respond. Uncle Vernon just adjusted his tie and grunted to himself. Aunt Petunia looked away and nodded while Dudley nodded directly to Harry. Harry nodded back and smiled at his empty cup of water.

After a few awkward seconds of silence, Sirius finally stood up. He turned to the Dursley's with a look of seriousness planted on his face. The Dursley's stepped back, ready for whatever their fate had planned for them.

"Now then," Sirius started. "About that talk…" he paused. He wasn't sure how to say it but it all came out at once.

"…I'm here to tell you… that I'll be taking Harry to my home… tonight."

A/N: End of chapter three! (gasp) Sirius is going to take Harry home! (another gasp) Or… will he? (looks around) Find out next chapter! And, I will try my best not to put off the chapter for more than a month. (grunts) I'm so lazy nowadays… anyway! I hope you enjoyed and please tell me how you thought of it!