Here's the next chapter. Thanks for the reviews. I'm glad some people like this. It was just a little idea I had whilst reading OOTP.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were too preoccupied with the scenes outside, that they didn't hear their compartment door slide open. A heartbreakingly familiar voice said coldly, "Turn around and keep your hands where I can see them." The three teens jumped. They had thought that they were alone. They spun around quickly.

"Thank Merlin. We thought we were the only –," Hermione paled. She looked quickly at Harry and then back to the figure glaring at them and then. Harry looked as if he was going to be sick. He had lost all colour in his face.

"Sirius," whispered Harry. Harry's legs did give way then. Ron just managed to grab hold of his robes before he collapsed to the floor. Ron set Harry down on the seat and then looked at Sirius. He thought that there would have been joy, happiness or even concern in Harry's godfather's face. He wasn't prepared though for what he did see. Surprise, confusion and anger. Hermione looked too and was stunned by what she saw.

"Sirius, what, how." Ron was confused.

"Be quiet," snapped Sirius. He looked at Hermione, who just glared at him. She was trying to comfort Harry, who still looked very sick. After all, he had seen his godfather die, and now he was standing here in front of them.

"Sirius, what happened?"

"Be quiet," snapped Sirius again. His eyes were quickly looking over the compartment. The three trunks, the two owls in cages and the book on the floor.

"Come with me you three," barked Sirius. Ron and Hermione jumped. They had never seen Sirius like this. They hesitated. They both knew that they would be alright but not Harry. He was swaying on the seat, staring at the floor.

"Now. Get up now and come with me." This time Sirius' tone was icy.

"There's no need to get nasty. It's not our fault," snapped Hermione.

"Move. Now." Hermione stood up and pulled Harry to his feet. He started to sway again.

"Snap out of it." Hermione shook him.

"Yeah mate. Come on." Ron had hold of Harry on one side, Hermione, the other.

"Accio wands." Sirius held out his hand. Ron's, Harry's and Hermione's wands all flew out of their robes and to him.

"Hey," cried Hermione.

"What was that for?" asked Ron.

"Protection."

"From whom?" asked Harry, who had finally found his voice. He had discovered his legs were finally able to support him without help.

"You."

"What!" exclaimed Hermione.

"You have got to be joking. You've never needed protection from us before," laughed Ron.

"Before? I have never met you before and I have no idea how you know who I am and how you got on this train but you are coming with me NOW!" The three teens knew they had no choice. Why was Sirius acting like this? He knew them, but then again, he was supposed to have fallen through the veil. Harry voiced the question that all three were thinking.

"Sirius. Why are you acting like this? You know us. You know me." Harry whispered the last sentence. Sirius didn't hear him.

"I told you to be quiet," snarled Sirius. Harry stared at him in shock but was smart enough to close his mouth. Hermione put her hand on Harry's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Harry, it isn't the Sirius we knew. It has something to do with the book. Everything's changed." Harry heard her and acknowledged the comment with a nod of his head. He knew she was right, it was just.... seeing Sirius alive was overwhelming.

Sirius walked out of the compartment. He gestured quickly and Hermione followed him with Harry and Ron close behind. Hermione was still glaring at Sirius' back. It made her feel better even if he didn't notice.

"Sirius mate what are you – who are they?" Sirius turned around. The trio followed suit. Harry recognized the voice but he couldn't place it. He couldn't see the person to whom the voice belonged; half of the lights were off in the carriage.

"I dunno Moony. I found them in that compartment." Moony. That was Remus. Harry opened his mouth but Hermione glared at him. He closed his mouth abruptly.

"How did they get on here? We checked the train before we got on. There was nobody on here. There are wards as well."

"I know Moony. I can't figure it out," answered Sirius quickly. Remus walked down the carriage and stopped in front of the trio. Remus looked at the three friends and his gaze quickly rested on Harry.

"Sirius, he looks......"

"I know," interrupted Sirius. "I don't know how."

"What you gonna do Sirius?"

"Take them up there," Sirius pointed a thumb behind him. "He can decide what to do with them."

"You have their wands right?" Sirius nodded and showed Remus. "I'll come with you."

"Hey we're standing right here you know?" said Ron. Remus glared at him.

"I thought I told you to shut up," growled Sirius. Ron pulled a face at Sirius but closed his mouth. Sirius turned around. Remus gestured for the three friends to follow him. They didn't move. Remus grabbed hold of Ron's shoulders and turned him around.

"Hey," he cried as Remus shoved him forwards. Hermione and Harry turned and quickly followed. Remus walked behind them, wand held out pointing in front of him. Sirius led them through the train carriages. The three friends followed him silently. Harry couldn't help it. Every compartment they passed he looked in. They were all empty, no sign that students had ever been there. Harry didn't know what he expected to find.

Sirius stopped in front of a door and turned around. He spoke to Remus.

"Rem, stay with them. I'll go and tell them about these three." Remus nodded. Sirius slid the door open and slipped inside. The carriage was silent again. Remus still pointed his wand at the teens.

"You know there's no point in doing that," said Ron to Remus.

"Huh?"

Ron gestured at the wand. "Pointing that wand at us. We don't have our wands, Sirius does and how do you expect us to get off of a moving train, especially with wards."

Remus glared at Ron. "Shut up. I feel safer with my wand out."

"Fine then," shrugged Ron. He turned slightly and leant on the carriage wall. Remus looked up at the door. He wanted Sirius to come back. These three made him very nervous. Anyway, he was sure he'd fid out what they were doing here.

The door slid open and Sirius stuck his head out.

"Get in now you three." Hermione walked through the door, held high. She wasn't going to let these people intimidate her. Harry followed, slightly nervous. He didn't know what to expect. Ron hurried in, not wanting to be left and Remus strode in after him.

Harry looked around the carriage they had just entered. It was different to the others. This one had no compartments except for a small room at one end. It appeared to be an office. The rest was all one big room. He didn't realised he had stopped until Remus pushed his back, hard, and told him to move. There were a lot of people on the train, how they all managed to fit in there Harry didn't know. He saw lots of familiar faces. Tonks, Mrs. Weasley, Moody and Professor McGonagall, to name but a few. Everyone was looking at the Harry and his friends, with interest, curiosity and........anger. He couldn't figure out why the anger was there. He, Ron and Hermione hadn't done anything wrong.

"Harry," whispered Hermione, "why are they looking at us like that?"

"I don't know," replied Harry. "We didn't do anything wrong. I don't think."

"Be quiet. Don't say a word," snapped Sirius. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Fine," snapped Harry. Sirius stopped, turned and glared at Harry. Sirius strode quickly down to the small office. After a little urging from Remus, Harry, Ron and Hermione followed Sirius. Sirius stopped in front of the door and knocked twice.

"Come in." Sirius turned the handle and pushed open the door. Harry, Ron and Hermione walked cautiously in. Harry looked around him. The room was quite small. It had a table, several chairs and three people already standing in it and that was about it. The three other people in the room were facing away from the door and seemed to be deep in discussion. Sirius coughed discretely. The three straightened up but only one turned around. It was Dumbledore. He didn't say anything, he just stared intently at the three friends.

Finally he said, "My name is Albus Dumbledore. Who are you?" Ron and Hermione looked at Harry. He didn't say anything, just shook his head. Ron and Hermione kept their mouths shut. If Harry wasn't going to say anything, neither were they.

"Well, are you going to give me an answer?" Dumbledore got no reply. He wasn't even sure if he expected one. "Okay then. If you won't answer we'll have to do this the hard way."

"Albus let me." One of the people behind Dumbledore turned around. He stepped into the light. The trio looked up at him. Hermione gasped, Ron paled and Harry collapsed to the floor in a dead faint. For in front of them stood the tall figure of James Potter

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