AN: I honestly didn't expect to have an update out this early. But I'm not complaining, I loved writing this chapter. A lot of my best friend's idea got inspired in here. And several I have already told her about, that I'm excited to see what her reaction will be.

Hope you enjoy!

~NicoDiAngeloLover7

Touched by Death – Chapter 19 (Mind Warped)

Harry's eyes went wide as soon as the doors to the Great Hall slammed shut. That was before he ran at Sirius and had the man in a crushing hug.

Sirius had hold of his godson just as tightly while grinning, "I'm happy to see you too, Harry."

"Ready to go?"

Harry was about to respond before he heard the doors to the Great Hall swing open. Harry's heart sank when he realized who it was. Apparently, Sirius was right in the letter on who would try to stop them.

Sirius rested a hand on Harry's shoulder, "Albus…" his tone was cold.

"Sirius, good to see you. I didn't realize you would be visiting today," Dumbledore's voice was pleasant enough, almost fake.

"I didn't think I needed a reason to visit my godson and his boyfriend," Sirius was glaring daggers at the old man.

Dumbledore cast a wary glance over at Marcus, who glared back fiercely. No doubt the Headmaster wasn't a big fan of Slytherin.

"Come on, Harry, Marcus. We need to get going," Sirius' voice suddenly cut in.

"Sirius, you realize that Harry and Marcus cannot leave the grounds," Dumbledore's voice sounded insistent.

Sirius' eyes flared with anger, "I would check that again, Albus…" he mocked, "you'll find out I do have the right. Considering that I am Harry's magical guardian. I also have to right to withdraw Harry from this school and enroll him in Durmstrang if I want!"

Sirius could see the anger in the old man's eyes before his face went slightly pale at Sirius' threat.

"And I wouldn't' threaten Marcus if I were you. He is of age and within his rights to accompany me and Harry. And don't you dare try to threaten his Headboy position. I do have McGonagall backing me up and you'll have to have the Heads of Houses backing you, which you won't have." Sirius' hand was gripping his wand tightly.

Dumbledore looked flabbergasted, like he didn't know what to say. That was when the man finally found his voice, "my dear boy. You are only his godfather, I've been appointed his magical guardian years ago."

Sirius eyes glistened with interest as if he was waiting for Dumbledore to say that. "You will find I am not your so called, 'dear boy.' And you may regret saying that as I believe Gringotts found you were well outside your rights and illegally altering legal documents that you will have to answer for. There is more, but I expect you will be receiving a letter shortly."

Sirius could see Albus narrowing his eyes at him and it seemed like the man's rage was getting stronger. But he knew that the man wouldn't be able to do anything unless he wanted to be arrested by Madam Bones. And he wouldn't be able to worm his way out of it like he had before. Sirius would make certain of it and he would make sure it would stick. He would have to send another letter and with luck, the man might be removed from his position. He didn't want his around his godson if he could help it. This confrontation was making Marcus' concerns all the more real and worrying.

Sirius gave Marcus a warning look, knowing that the Slytherin wanted to say something. He would have the chance later, but now wasn't the time. Sirius wanted all three of them out of Hogwarts and to Gringotts as soon as possible. They had an appointment to keep and goblins didn't like to be kept waiting.

Harry just watched with wide eyes as Sirius shot down the headmaster, it almost made him laugh. But he didn't want Dumbledore's eyes focused on him, so he kept silent.

"Good day, Headmaster," Sirius' voice was sarcastic. Without a word he, Harry, and Marcus made their way outside of the castle. They wouldn't be able to apparate to Diagon Alley until they were outside the gates.

It wasn't as bad as the first time Sirius had side-apparated with Harry. Harry still stumbled slightly before catching himself. Sirius had stared at Harry to make sure he was alright before heading straight for Gringotts.

Sirius made his way to the goblin at the main desk who was examining documents.

Harry thought the goblin looked irritated when Sirius cleared his throat to get the creature's attention.

"I have an appointment with Fasmork about my accounts," Sirius spoke.

Harry honestly thought the grin looked scarier on the goblin in front of them.

"If you would follow me, Lord Black," the goblin spoke before leading the three wizards down a corridor.

The hallways were confusing, they took so many twists and turns that Harry lost count. They finally came to a wooden door that the goblin knocked at. The door then swung open.

"Lord Black, I'm pleased that you could make it," there was another goblin at a desk.

"Master Fasmork, a pleasure as always," Sirius commented.

The goblin gave a toothy grin. "To business as always. I already have summoned one of my healers to look at Mr. Potter."

Harry glanced back and forth between his godfather and the goblin. That's when he noticed there was another goblin in the room.

"First we need some of Mr. Potter's blood to know what we are looking at. Mind magic is very dangerous and powerful. We need to know exactly what we're dealing with."

"Understood," Sirius spoke gently. "Come on, Harry."

Harry looked between his godfather and Fasmork before stepping closer to the desk. He was then presented a sharp dagger that had emeralds and rubies on the hilt.

"Place your finger against the blade. And let three drops of blood touch the parchment," Fasmork ordered.

Harry felt a sharp prick on his forefinger when he touched the blade. It didn't really hurt and let three drops of blood fall before the wound sealed. The magic was fascinating.

That's when Harry noticed the parchment he had his blood dripped on, had disappeared and was now covered in writing.

Harry's eyes followed the writing as it went into detail on his name, parents, godparents, magical guardians, and his future career. He assumed they self-updated if there were any changes.

"Sirius, why is Professor Dumbledore's name in red and yours in Green for my Magical Guardian?" Harry's curious voice.

Sirius looked mad, but not as enraged when he was speaking with Dumbledore a bit ago. "Manipulations by Albus… he forged the documents, so he could try to control you. Anything in red is forgery that the Goblins' magic can detect. It gives them proof and rights to prosecute those that try to temper with their clients' business."

Harry expected the answer that Sirius gave them, that didn't mean he was ready to hear it. To hear how far the Headmaster manipulated everyone. Marcus had already told him his concerns. He seen the Slytherin furious about it. All because the Headmaster only saw the boy-who-lived as an icon and weapon.

Sirius was watching the parchment intently, he wanted to know about the mind manipulations. When he spotted it, he wasn't pleased one bit.

"Fasmork, can you explain to me what these mind blocks do," Sirius' attention went away from the parchment to the goblin at the desk.

"Certainly, Lord Black. The words that are next to mind block are trigger words. When that word is said, the mind is wiped of that conversation. The blocks can be removed, and those conversations should be restored. It will not be painless," Fasmork warned.

Marcus and Sirius glared at the parchment. There were a few trigger words, Death Eater, Dark Lord, Heir Ring, Lord Ring, Dark Mark (removed), Abuse.

Sirius assumed that Dumbledore removed the mind block for Dark Mark as it would be too suspicious if Harry didn't remember considering the events at the World Cup. That didn't stop Sirius from being furious.

"He purposely made it so Harry wouldn't remember the abuse at the Dursleys or about his inheritance," Marcus harshly whispered to Sirius.

Sirius nodded as he looked to his godson. Something had to be done about this.

Harry's face went deadly pale and would have collapse if Marcus hadn't wrapped his arm around him.

"Why?" was the broken whisper.

"He's a man who needs control over others, don't worry. He's not going to get away with this. Trust me when I say, he will not be getting away from this," Sirius comforted. Comforting Harry was more important than his rage or revenge.

It took a bit for some of Harry's color to start to return, the shock was wearing off. The small Gryffindor harden his eyes when he looked more over the parchment. There were a few more blocks. Mostly on instinct abilities he was supposed to have. Like his self-healing, wandless magic, Animagus transformation, and his natural ability for mind arts. Harry then looked surprised when he saw that he broken one of his blocks, his Parseltongue ability, but not the parselmagic one.

"Master Fasmork," Harry's voice sounded hesitant.

The goblin looked directly at the young wizard.

"You will be able to undo all of this, right?"

The goblin nodded, "Of course, young wizard. If you will follow our healer. We will then meet back in here for the rest of Lord Black's business."

Harry spotted the goblin in the corner of the room again and started to follow him. He knew that Marcus and Sirius would be right behind him.

The room that Harry was directed to was bare except for a chair that looked to be made of some type of pure crystal. Like the entire chair had been made of pure crystal, melted and shaped into the form of a chair. It actually looked interesting.

The goblin gestured for Harry to take a seat and to place a hand on one of the silver crystals.

Harry almost jerked his hand away from the crystal, it felt like he had just been stabbed. But he knew that would be a bad idea and held onto the crystal. And the pressure was slowly building from his hand and travelling to his head. Which Harry knew were all the blocks were located.

The small Gryffindor didn't know how much time it took for the crystal to work its magic. But some time during the ordeal Harry's lip was starting to draw blood. That was when he realized he bit down hard when the pain turned into pins and needles. The first sharp point of pain was quick, but this was worse.

There was deep breath of relief when the pain suddenly vanished. He blinked blurry eyes at the chair. What was once a clear crystal that surrounded the entire chair, was now the color of dark black. Had the chair absorbed all the manipulative magic?

Harry stepped out of the chair to where Sirius and Marcus were standing, a mere few feet away. Thankfully the memories came back slowly as each block was removed and not all at once.

The goblin who was watching the process then commented, "That was very dark magic, Lord Black. As requested, payment will be deducted from your account. I will examine the magic in its entirety at a later date and you will receive a letter on what we find. Follow me back to Master Fasmork's office to conclude your business."

Sirius' face went a little dark but nodded.

"Lord Black, I assume you are satisfied by healer Klurkect's work?" Fasmork asked once the three wizards were back in his office.

"Of course."

"Good. Now unto the last business of the day. You wished to have the Potter Lord ring and the Black heir ring?"

Sirius nodded, not seeing a need for words.

Harry looked more aware than he had all day. "Lord and heir rings!?"

Sirius looked slightly amused, "You are the Potter Lord, after all. It's mainly just a title. You're not required to participate in Wizengamot. That is a decision you are to make on your own, but after you finish Hogwarts. You can't claim any of your seats until you're of age. But it does have a lot of benefits. Me and Marcus will help you with that later. But the Lord ring will offer you protections against at mental intrusions that Dumbledore might try."

Harry looked slightly overwhelmed but nodded. Marcus had already explained about Wizengamot to him before. He knew it wasn't a requirement, despite that his name would hold a lot of power if he participated. But he knew he didn't need to worry about for another three years.

The small Gryffindor stepped closer to the desk, so he could pick up the Lord ring. On one side it had a roaring lion and the other side was two swords crossed. Then there was a 'P' in the middle, no doubt for stand for 'Potter'. Harry slowly slide the ring on his right ring finger. He felt warmth and watched as the ring shrunk to fit his finger. Harry thought for a moment to see if he could make it invisible.

Harry turned to Sirius, "why didn't it do anything?"

Sirius laughed, "Harry, you'll still see the ring on your finger. As will me and Marcus. But if anyone tries to look, they won't see anything."

Harry's face went pink in embarrassment, "ohhh…"

Sirius chuckled before turning to face Marcus, who gave him a strange look in return. No doubt the Slytherin knew he was planning something, he just didn't know what it was. So, the look wasn't reassuring at all. No doubt that Sirius would probably take enjoyment in this later.

"Marcus, I know you have no need to worry about being Heir or Lord to the Flints. That you wish for no relation to them and that you have no need for money. And since you're basically family anyways. I want you to accept the Heir Black ring, consider it my approval for courting my godson," Sirius smiled as he watched the Slytherin lose his mask.

Harry snickered as he watched his boyfriend go slack jaw and speechless. It was like Marcus forgot how to speak or his mouth stopped working. He knew how rare it was to catch the Slytherin off guard and Sirius did it in 5 seconds. Harry knew if his boyfriend wasn't so shocked, he would be getting glared at. Harry was a bit shocked as well, he knew that Sirius approved of his boyfriend. He had gotten the slight indication when Sirius first met him and gave him a place to live. But for him to do this so officially, it was beyond baffling. Harry wondered how long Sirius had been thinking of doing this. Though if Harry hadn't been so shocked, he may have accused his boyfriend of acting like a Hufflepuff or Gryffindor.

Harry's cheeks suddenly heated up, 'did that mean that Marcus had the intent to bond and marry him?' That was his first thought. He didn't think that would happen while he was still in school. The thought that Marcus would want to bond created a pleasant shiver to run through Harry.

It took Marcus a few minutes before he could finally find his voice. "Thank you, Sirius. This means a lot to me." With that, he went up to the Goblin's desk and lifted the Heir Black ring. He studied the design, as it was a smaller version of the Black Lord ring. There was a B in the middle with eagles on the side. He slowly slid the ring on his right ring finger. The ring had to enlarge to fit his finger before it fitted his finger. And like Harry did, he had willed it invisible to the eye to those who weren't family or to be trusted. It slightly heated up to signify that it accepted him.

Sirius smiled before turning back to Fasmork, "I appreciate your aid today. May your enemies bleed at your feet."

Fasmork grinned, "May your gold ever flow." He would speak to Lord Black later about repercussions committed by Albus Dumbledore against his clients.

There was one more thing that Sirius needed to do after dropping Harry and Marcus back at Hogwarts. He had a letter to write, he had plans in motion that needed to happen.