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Sirius Black

Ministry of Magic

Sirius exits the black door and into the corridor to find Dumbledore waiting for him.

"Hello Sirius, I wish to speak about Harry's care, I know you wish for him to be with you but I must assure you he is better off away from his fame and to be brought up in a nice caring environment." Dumbledore looked towards Sirius with his calming blue eyes waiting for a response.

"Dumbledore I made it clear Harry comes with me, his muggle family they are." Sirius shuddered in horror thinking about the way they would react and how they would treat Harry.

Sirius continued "No he can't go, I'll teach him the basics and he can go to school."

"Sirius, there is something you must know about Harry and why he is so vital to the Wizarding world. Sirius did you never stop and think why he hunted them, why he stopped at nothing to kill them, why he would be so cruel as to kill a one year old and his two parents, for the fun of it, No!, the boy he has a scar and the prophecy fufilled Sirius Harry is the Chosen One, the one to kill Voldemort, the one to balance the muggle and Magic world."

Sirius stared at him perplexed, "Harry no, he's a baby, how could you possibly know and what did you say about a proph ecy?"

Dumbledore drawed his wand, "let me show you." He pushes the tip into the side of his head.

The scene turned misty and foggy as Sirius stared into a meeting between Dumbledore and a rather odd women. "You see I have no need for Divination at the school and I do not wish for it to be taught..."The room fell silent as the Headmaster stared towards The women as she rose a couple of feet from the ground as a blue,grey mist emptied from her mouth.

"Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives..."

Sirius returned to the corridor uncomprehending what he had just seen in the memory. His eyes stared towards Albus. For minutes they stood not speaking until Albus finally spoke.

"Sirius I know this may be a shock and I'm sorry you were not told but we knew not of who was a spy, hell we still don't, but I can safely tell you as I know that you are not. James begged me to tell you but I couldn't trust you, but as you know I protected them better than any other probably could and I beg for your forgiveness. Sirius then hugged the man with the clear love that he had only shared with very few.

"There is no need to apologise, I now understand and must tell you I believe it is now more important than ever that Harry must come with me and we will both together train him." The man replied whilst relinquishing from the hug.

"Sirius you are his gaurdian but are you sure this is right? the prophecy it is enough to turn any man's head but a child no les s." Stated the Old man.

"Then we do not tell him until the time is right, I should also say that he will be well beyond the ordinary wizarding level if he is like anything like James and Lily, he will not fit in at school, perhaps he should not go." Sirius replied.

"He must go Sirius but we will if you wish discuss this matter another time now where are you keeping the boy?"

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Albus Dumbledore

Grimluande Place

They entered the three story old Tudor style household. The building was clearly ancient and being held by Magic. The door a fading black with the family crest cast upon it. The door knocker intertwined with snakes Albus watched as Sirius opened the door to a dust ridden and rotten home.

They continued a disgusting dirt ridden hallway into a large dining area.

"Expansion charms?" Dumbledore asked

"Yes my family did them when the house was first built a few hundred years ago."

"Where is Harry?" Dumbledore asked.

"In my brothers room, do you remember Regulus?" Sirius remarked

"Yes, odd boy, Slytherin wasn't he."

"Yes my Slytherin turned death eater brother was very odd but that did not stop him from being Mothers favourite. They hated my decisions but always approved of Regulus joining Voldemort, even though they never truely chose sides I knew they agreed in many ways with his policies. Anyway, Harry is In Regulus's room one of the only clean rooms in the house, Kreacher always liked him." He said jealously of the love his brother received from his parents consuming him.

"Can we see him?" Dumbledore suggested.

"Yes follow me."

They left the grand dining hall into he corridor they had first entered in and followed the staircase to the second room.

"In here" Sirius nodded towards a door with the initials R.A.B enscribed onto it.

They entered into a room full of Slytherin posters, the black family crest embroidered onto everything and the walls covered in the colours of silver and green. In the corner of the room a cot lay with a rocking chair next to it. Within the rocking chair a skinny and degraded house elf sat on it rocking with a small child within its grasp. The child was sound asleep with a scar cast upon its head.

"How has he been Kreacher?" Asked Sirius.

"Fine Master, I fed him earlier and has slept in my arms ever since."

"Thank you Kreacher, you're excused but could you check him hourly or when he wakes comfort him until I awake in the morning." Replied Sirius.

"Yes Master." He placed the boy in the cot and disappeared with a pop into the air.

"Here he is Albus." Remarked Sirius.

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Sorry for such a short chapter but this was to just build the foundation of the story.

Next chapter should be out soon.