"I am that god father. The name is Sirius Black, and I'm here to collect revenge for my dog son Harry Potter."
Sirius Black was livid. He had just seen his Harry huddled in a corner terrified. He would never forget the look that Harry had on his face when he saw Vernon walk in after him. Harry's once bright green eyes now pale and dim. He could not get over how scared the little boy looked.
"You... You what are you talking about?" Sirius shook his head at the pathetic man.
"If all muggles are as stupid and as thick headed as you are, no wonder Voldi wanted to kill all of you." Sirius explained. "Think hard Mr. Dursley. Think of what I explained. Does that have anything to do with the boy in the next room?"
Vernon Dursley paled slightly. "I don't know what you're talking about."
The young escapee waved his wand and multiple things around the immaculate kitchen shattered and broke. Vernon was about to lunge at the man in front of him but stopped when the wand was pointed at him. "Make one move and I will curse you."
Going on Sirius put his muddy feet onto the kitchen table. "Every lie you say things will break. Keep that in mind." Sirius watched the living room out of the corner of his eye. Nothing had changed or so he thought. Spinning his wand around his fingers Sirius smiled at the beefy man standing in front of him. "Who is the boy in the next room?"
"There is no boy in the next room." Vernon said smoothly. Many things broke around the house, not as much as Sirius would have thought. 'Was some of what he had said true?' Jumping out of his chair, he raced into the other room looking madly around. Where was Harry?
Spinning around Sirius got a hard punch in the jaw. "What the hell!" Sirius yelled clutching his jaw for a moment before attacking the man. Sending a few choice curses at Vernon Sirius glanced at the living room again before dragging the shaking man back into the kitchen.
Waving his wand, again every piece of glass, besides windows and spectacles, shattered. "I'm warning you, I'm not a very patient man when if comes to people I don't like. You are going to regret something if you don't tell me what I want to here you pig." Sirius threw another curse at the man. It had to be the first time Sirius could ever remember giving some one a jelly-leg curse at some one and not enjoying it.
Getting up and bending over the man now panting on the floor Sirius sneered at him. "How long have you been mistreating Harry James Potter?"
Vernon thought hard about his answer before spitting in Sirius' face. "That was DISGUSTING!" Sirius yelled running to the sink and rinsing his face off. "That was really nasty. Now answer the question, and this time with out spitting if you please." Sirius whipped his face on his shirt.
"I have never mistreated a boy living under my roof." Vernon did not like the reaction. Sirius quickly cursed the fat man to follow him as he went through the house breaking things. Sirius took great joy in going into the master bedroom and taking all of Petunia Dursley's expensive jewelry. Then proceeded to go into the whale's room and thoroughly trashing that room. After he was done, nothing was salvageable.
Harry watched as a man that looked like Padfoot walked into the room and barely gave him a glance. Then his uncle came in giving him the kill signal. Shivering Harry stayed put until he was sure that the man would not come back in. Working up his strength, he hobbled to his cupboard and closed the door quietly.
Pulling himself into a ball, Harry waited. This probably would not last long. When Uncle Vernon was interrupted doing something he was even angrier than he was originally. Rocking back and forth Harry listened to everything that was going on outside his little cupboard.
Jumping as a glass cup in his cupboard shattered, and the light bulb, Harry held his breath. Maybe the guest and his Uncle did not hear it. More things shattered in the next few minutes. Was he causing this? Was his freakishness causing things to break? His uncle was going to be so mad.
'How could I cause this? I havn't moved.' Harry thought to himself. 'It's like magic.' Harry hit his head. 'No. No nononononononono. NO! There is no such thing as magic. Bad Harry. Bad, bad Harry. Never think that. No such thing as magic.' Harry repeated that again and again until he couldn't even say the word magic without shuddering. Maybe because he was being good and he wasn't saying the 'M' word any more his uncle would be happy and not hit him again.
Clutching his ears as what he thought a tornado was going thorough the house he closed his eyes. 'No you did not do it. You are a good boy. You didn't do it.' The noise stopped in front of his cupboard. 'You're a bad boy you did it and Uncle Vernon knows it. Bad Harry, bad boy.ยด Harry braced himself as he heard all of his locks pop open.
Holding his breath the door opened and a face came into view. Not the person he thought it would be. It was the guest, except not. He didn't look like the man that came in, only in a little way. His eyes were bright blue and he had a big smile on his face. His cheeks were hollow and his skin was waxy over his bones. 'Is this Sirius?'
Sirius whirled on Dursley before going all the way down the stairs. "Remember this Dursley you shall never forget me. When you turn the corner one day, I'll be there. Watch yourself and your family. Keep you, your bastard whale of a son and that bitch of a horse you call a wife away from Harry and myself. If I find out that you ever hurt another child or any one that I might know so god help me you're going to wish Harry is old enough to hold me back because I will kill you don't ever doubt that." Sirius whispered dangerously.
Taking a few deep breaths while walking down the rest of the stairs he squatted in front of the little door Sirius took off each of the locks mentally cursing Dursley as he threw each one into the hall.
Taking the last of the 12 locks on the door, he opened it. "Harry? Pronglet?" Sirius called out trying to click on the light, nothing happened. 'Must have shattered it.' "Oculas Reparo." Sirius said and smiled as the pieces righted themselves, then pulled the string again, and got some light. Looking around the little space, he gasped at the sight that met him. (Sorry thetrav I know you're not going to like this!)
He didn't think that Harry would look so bad. His left eye was swollen shut, his lower lip split, his nose bleeding, and a million of other things. Sirius took another beep breath. "Harry. Kido it is me, Padfoot. I'm here to take you away. Remember? I said that you could come and live with me. You told me how to get out. I came to get you." Sirius held his breath waiting for Harry's reaction he did not get one.
"Come on Padfoot's here. We're going to go away and eat ice cream and cake for breakfast." Sirius reached out slowly to the shaking boy. "Come on Pronglet." Harry recoiled from the light touch. "Come on Harry." Sirius grabbed hold of the skinny arm. "That's it just a little farther. Come on Harry. You can do it just a little farther." Sirius whispered pulling on his arm. Pulling Harry out of the little space, he called his bedroom.
"No please. I'll be good." Harry murmured shaking his head. Sirius froze. 'What the hell did they do to you Harry?' Looking back at the man hovering behind him he growled.
"No one is going to hurt you Harry." Sirius soothed.
"Bad Harry. Harry was bad. Harry broke glass, he broke so many things." Sirius looked at Vernon who was sweating and trying to leave before he could face Sirius' wrath.
Holding Harry arms length away Sirius shook his own head. "No. No Harry's a good boy. He's a very good boy. He's a wonderful boy." Sirius whispered pulling the boy into a fierce hug. Harry tensed but eased into the hug.
Hoisting the little boy into his arms, Sirius walked towards the door. "Don't forget what I told you Dursley." Flicking his wand at the man and let him drop to the floor. "Come on Harry lets go home." Opening the door a beefy hand slammed the door shut, and then plucked Harry from Sirius' loose hold.
Vernon threw the quivering child to the side, as if he was a bag of garbage. Not wasting a moment, he slammed his fist into Sirius' jaw then his gut. Sirius grasped his mid-section in pain. Then jumped up and blasted the beefy man away from him into the opposite wall.
"Never touch either of us again." Sirius seethed walking over to Harry. "Come on kido." Picking up the boy again Harry tensed. "It's okay." Sirius kissed the top of his head. "Let's go home." Spelling the things he was taking with him Sirius left the godforsaken house and walked a ways down the street before apperating back to his own uncle's house.