Sorry for the super long wait, I kind of lost my muse for this story but I think I got it back! If anyone is still reading this then why not comment some things your hoping to see and I'll try to put it in the story!

Charlie growled beyond angry at what he was seeing. "Sirius fucking Black you have got to be kidding me!"

A black grim like dog looked at him snarling, daring him to try something. Charlie sighed loudly pinching the bridge of his nose. "You idiot! You can't be here you need to leave before a student or teacher finds you!"

The dog snapped its teeth at him as warning to stay back. "Stop being stupid! Get the hell out of here, go to the shrieking shake and I'll bring you something to eat and you can tell me what the hell you're doing here."

The dog nodded and turned running away from the scene of the crime. Charlie looked to a painting that was watching him with narrowed eyes. "Can you go get Dumbledore, we need to find the lady." The picture nodded and took off to get the headmaster.

Charlie didn't have to wait long before the hall was flooding with students having heard the scream. Many started whispering when they saw him standing there nonchalantly.

Harry pushed his way to the front with Ron and Hermione on either side of him. "Charlie what's going on? What happened to the fat lady?"

The elder Potter was happy Harry was speaking to him but slightly resentful that it was now of all times he chose to speak. "So now you want to talk to me."

Harry rolled his green eyes shaking his head. "Stop acting childish Char and tell me what's going on."

The history teacher huffed but decided Harry was right he was being slightly childish. "I haven't the faintest idea, I heard the scream and just happened to be the first one here, I sent one of the portraits to get Dumbledore."

Harry nodded and not a few seconds later did the headmaster push his way through the groups of students to the front. He looked around for a moment before pushing his way through students again before he stopped in front of a painting of a safari.

There the fat lady was hiding behind a rhino shaking. "Lady what happened to you?"

The fat lady was shaking as she hid behind the rhino little sobs spilling from her mouth. "It was Sirius Black! He wanted entrance into the common room and when I refused he tried to tear his way in! It's was horrifying absolutely frightening."

Charlie rolled his eyes annoyed with this whole deal. Really the painting was over exaggerating everything. She was perfectly fine and Charlie highly doubted Sirius ever tried to really hurt her.

Dumbledore looked to Filch the caretaker. "Secure the rest of the castle at once! The rest of you to the great hall!"

All the students quickly tried making their way to the great hall, they were all now beyond scared thinking a mass murder was one the loose. Dumbledore grabbed Charlie by the arm. "Mr. Potter you wouldn't happen to have seen him would you?"

Charlie looked at him thoughtfully before shrugging. "I couldn't say I have headmaster, I mean why would I want anything to do with Sirius Black? It's not like I owe him a great debt for reuniting me with my nephew right sir?"

Dumbledore did not look pleased in the least bit but he didn't push the matter, he made his way pass heading for the great hall. Charlie smirked smugly happy to have gotten under the man's skin so much.

Harry latched onto Charlie's arm before the older brunette could wander off. "Char, I think we need to talk."

Charlie tensed but nodded and turned silently making his way through the crowds of students with Harry trailing behind him silently. They both stopped in front of the Charlies picture door.

Walking into the room Charlie paced in front of the fire place as Harry went and took a seat on the couch. The older Potter stopped pacing and turned to Harry tense. "I suppose you have a lot of questions?"

Harry nodded sighing. "I talked to Neville and he helped me sort through my thoughts, I want to know everything, about you, about Tom Riddle, about my parents, and about Sirius Black."

Charlie groaned rubbing his face tiredly. "Alright, I'll tell you all I know but I'm going to start with Tom because this will probably be the hardest thing for you to believe and process."

Harry looked a little worried but nodded. "Us three, we are all connected by the soul we're known as a triad in the magical world, how this happens is when two soulmates are extremely powerful they need a third middle person to help stabilize their cores or they risk ruining their core, Tom went almost 30 years by himself so when I got to him he was already a little insane but it was nothing bad, Tom loved me and I love him! We were happy, I was helping him to win this war, before it became what it is now."

Charlie took a minute to let Harry process what he just said. Harry took a deep breath looking lost. "So your saying Voldemort is my soulmate…The man who murdered my parents is supposed to be the one my soul yearns for!"

Everything was tense and silent before Charlie broke it. "No Voldemort is not your soulmate Harry, Tom Riddle is your soulmate, Tom who is smart, serious, strong, loyal, and so very protective that is our soulmate, something happened to him, he left on a mission to recruit the vampires and when he came back he was just wrong, he was pale and all of a sudden wanted to torture and kill muggles, and his views started to change he wasn't the same, I don't know what happened to him but I left as soon as I could."

Harry nodded. "I believe you, I know that I can never forgive Voldemort but Tom Riddle I might be able to forgive him."

Charlie smiled happily nodding. "You should know Harry, in war people die, your parents chose a side and they chose to fight in this war, I know it's not what you want to hear but people always die good and bad, just because a person is bad doesn't mean they don't have a family that they are fighting for as well."

Harry reached out and pulled Charlie to sit down. "Tell me about Sirius Black, why is he after me? Does he really want to kill me?"

Charlie laughed shaking his head. "Oh Har, really you should never believe anything Dumbledore tells you, Sirius Black is your godfather, he was best friends with James and Remus, he was framed for betraying your parents because everyone thought he was the secret keeper but it was really Peter Pettigrew, god Sirius loved you so much."

Harry looked shocked to hear this and he smiled a small happy smile. "I have even more family?"

Charlie grinned happy that his Harry was feeling a little better. "Alright now that all of that is over with, we need to go somewhere! Do you have your invisibility cloak?"

Harry nodded confused and pulled it out of his back pocket. Charlie grinned and walked over wrapping it around them. Harry blushed from being right up against Charlie.

The two walked out of the room walking silently through the halls until they came to a picture with a bowl of fruit. Charlie reached his hand out and tickled the pear. The picture swung open and the pair walked in.

Charlie took the cloak off of them and Harry looked around amazed at seeing all the little house elves in a kitchen. "Whoa! How did you know this was here?"

Charlie chuckled looking back to the younger Potter. "James found it one night when he was wandering the halls, he told me all about it."

The little elves came over to them happily. "Oh master little Potter sir! It has been so long! What can we be doing for you's tonight!"

Charlie smiled happily at the little elves. "I need a basket of food, Sirius is hiding out in the shrieking shake and he's probably very hungry."

The little elves squeaked and scurried off to start cooking. Harry looked to Charlie curiously. "How come they seem so happy?"

Charlie watched the elves fondly. "These elves practically raised Sirius, he was always here through all the holidays and even when he went home a lot of them would apparate to his house to give him food and help heal him."

After about 15 minutes the elves handed over a basket full of food. The head elf looked at Charlie sternly. "You tell little master Black he's better take good care of himself! Mimsy won't be able to help little master Black!"

Charlie nodded agreeing. "I'll be sure to take good care of Sirius don't worry about him too much."

The two put the cloak back on and left the kitchens heading towards the shrieking shack.

When they got outside Harry asked another question. "How come you seem to dislike Dumbledore so much?"

Charlie stayed silent for a while before finally answering Harry. "Dumbledore is not the man you think he is, he's a manipulator and a liar. He told me you were dead, I was broken for almost three years until I pulled myself out of it when I heard a wizard talking about how he saw Harry Potter, I rushed to Dumbledore and demanded he tell me where you were, he refused, I spent years trying to find you until finally Sirius found me and told me where you were, Dumbledore knows Sirius is innocent yet he never got him a trial, left him to rot in Azkaban just so he wouldn't interfere with his plans for you, I don't know why but he wants you with the Dursley's, he wants you desperate for love and guardianship, he wants you weak, that's why he hasn't trained you at all to fight Tom, which is doesn't matter because if you try to kill your soulmate you die instead."

Harry was silent for the rest of the walk, thinking over everything Charlie had told him, now that he thought about it, it really didn't all add up. Harry vowed he would observe Dumbledore closer from now on, he wouldn't blindly trust him.

They both stopped at the whomping willow and Charlie flicked his wand at the knot on the tree stilling it. The two rushed forward sliding down the hole until it opened up into a stairway.

Harry looked around amazed, Hogwarts really was the best place. Charlie grabbed his hand intertwining their fingers together and he pulled him along and up the flight of stairs.

The two walked into bedroom of sorts where a giant black dog lay curled up. "Hey Siri I brought you some company."

The dog looked up and seemed to freeze as his eyes locked on Harry's brilliant green eyes. The dog stood changing into a messy looking black-haired man. "H-Harry?"

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