Hey everyone. I'm sorry about the long wait but my academics are not being very cooperative as of now. Hope the chapter is worth it.

I also have a few things to say: I really get annoyed when people label Sirius as an immature and irresponsible person. Nothing irritates me more than this. I absolutely LOVE him and cannot hear a word against him. Sirius is not irresponsible. His portrayal in OoTP was just a result of twelve years of unfair imprisonment. Anyone would get bitter. Sirius in one of the strongest characters I've ever seen. He lost his best friend, was sentenced to prison without a trial and could not raise his beloved godson. Despite all of that, he didn't break.

Harry deserves a family as much as Sirius. This story is a father/son relationship between the two of them and so Sirius is going to be portrayed as a caring, responsible but fun parent who knows the necessity of enjoyment but at the same time, knows where to draw the line. It's my favourite part so I'm going to do it quite often.

Also, there will be a good deal of emotions in my story. The characters will be expressive. Especially Sirius and Harry. Some may find that Harry seems younger than his character in the books but then in this story of mine, he was abused badly for ten years of his childhood and deprived of the parental affection that every child requires. So this is how I have portrayed him.

I also got a message from one of my readers asking me as to how I think Sirius looks. Well, to answer your question, imagine Ian Somerhalder with slightly long hair and you will get a fair idea of how I picture him. Devilishly handsome and suave. I know my cover has Gary Oldman but this is how I actually picture him to be.

I really appreciate you'll reading this and please enjoy this chapter:

"Harry we're already late. It's 10:45 already. You're going to miss the train if you don't hurry up." Said Sirius, knowing that he shouldn't have let Harry sleep in.

Since Sirius was going to be a Professor, he had to be there early so Sirius would say goodbye to Harry in Black Manor itself and as Harry flooed to platform 9 and three quarters, Sirius would leave immediately for Hogwarts. "I'll se you at the feast,
okay?" Sirius said, pulling Harry into a hug. "Go on." He ruffled his godson's hair and gave him a little push towards the floo.

Harry turned up at the Platform just in time. Mrs. Weasley was rounding all her kids up. Come on, hurry up!" Said Mrs. Weasley as she urged the twins towards the barrier. Percy and his father went next. "You two come in after us." She said, grabbing Ginny's
hand, she pulled the girl and mother and daughter disappeared into the barrier.

Harry and Ron bent low over the handles of their trolleys and walked purposefully toward the barrier, gathering speed. A few feet away from it, they broke into a run and —

CRASH.

Both trolleys hit the barrier and bounced backward; Ron's trunk fell off with a loud thump, Harry was knocked off his feet, and Hedwig's cage bounced onto the shiny floor, and she rolled away, shrieking indignantly; people all around them stared and a
guard nearby yelled, "What in blazes d'you think you're doing?"

"Lost control of the trolley," Harry said, clutching his ribs as he got up. Ron ran to pick up Hedwig, who was causing such a scene that there was a lot of muttering about cruelty to animals from the surrounding crowd."

"Why can't we get through?" Harry asked, panic starting to leak into his voice. "I don't know! What if we miss the train?" Ron gasped, thinking along those lines. Ron felt the barrier. "It's sealed!" He exclaimed.

"Harry, if we can't get through, then mum and dad can't get back!" He said, looking extremely worried. Harry looked up at the clock. 7...6...5...4...3...2...1...0. It was eleven o' clock. The train was gone. They had missed it. They had missed the train!
"We missed the train Harry! It's gone." Ron all but yelled. "Should we go wait by the car?" Asked Harry, unsure of what to do as he tried to rein his panic.

Suddenly Ron's eyes brightened. "The car!"

"What about it?"

We can fly the car to Hogwarts!"

"But I thought —"

"We're stuck, right? And we've got to get to school, haven't we? And even underage wizards are allowed to use magic if it's a real emergency, section nineteen or something of the Restriction of Thingy — Oh forget all that! Let's do it. We'll catch up
with the train and then we can get to Hogwarts on time." Ron exclaimed, his worry replaced with excitement.

"Bu-" Harry didn't have time to finish. "Come on!" Ron yelled as he grabbed his hand and dragged him to the blue car. They loaded their luggage into the back when a thought stuck Harry. "What about your parents?" Asked Harry as he got into the passenger
seat. "They don't need the car! They can apparate." Ron explained rapidly, getting into he driver's seat and slamming the door shut.

Ron pressed a tiny silver button on the dashboard. The car around them vanished — and so did they. Harry could feel the seat vibrating beneath him, hear the engine, feel his hands on his knees and his glasses on his nose, but for all he could see, he
had become a pair of eyeballs, floating a few feet above the ground in a dingy street full of parked cars.

Ron rammed the accelerator with his foot and just like that they were off. Up in the air and off to Hogwarts.

Sirius felt a strong wave of nostalgia hit him as he stepped out of the floo. He was going to be here for the whole year and all his memories with James and Remus hit him at once. All the pranks that they'd played on the Professors and students, the detentions
they'd served- every single moment.

He arrived right in time for the feast. As he took a seat at the teacher's table, his eyes scanned the crowd of students at the Gryffindor table for his godson. The sorting had just ended and he saw Percy, Fred andGeorgeat the table but he
didn't see Harry and nor did he see Ron. Where were those two?

Albus Dumbledore had gotten to his feet. He was beaming at the students, his arms opened wide, as if nothing could have pleased him more than to see them all there. "Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our sorting which
shall be followed by the banquet, it gives me great pleasure to introduce you all to your new Defence against the Dark Arts professor. Please join me in welcoming Professor Sirius Black."

Sirius waited for the jeering to begin but he was absolutely shocked and pleasantly surprised when the hall was filled with a huge round of applause. The Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs and the Ravenclaws looked genuinely happy while the Slytherins didn't look
all that pleased. Oh well, it's not like he cared about what they thought. The boys looked at him with looks of admiration because by now most of them were aware that he was an extremely skilful Auror. The female population of Hogwarts, on the other
hand swooned as they stared with dreamy eyes at their new professor who had the looks of a Greek God.

Sirius stood up briefly and flashed his trademark smile at the students on my to be rewarded with huge smiles from the students and more swooning from the girls. This year would be interesting!

The sorting began and one by one, once the hat had finished singing its song. The new students were sorted into the four houses. The two boys still hadn't arrived. The sorting was soon over and the feast began. Sirius wasn't even concentrating on his
plate. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw McGonagall and Dumbledore leave the table with suspicious speed.

He was about to get up and ask Hermione as to where Harry and Ron were when Filch came up to the head table. "Professo' Dumbledore wants tah' see yeh. He's in the dungeons now." He muttered, as he looked at Sirius with no small amount of loathing. Sirius
and James had caused immense trouble in Hogwarts and had given Filch a lot of cleaning to do. Now, he was back again. As a Professor no less! Sirius smirked slightly to himself. Oh well, this year was going to be fun. "Thank you Filch." He said and
went off to the dungeons, to Snape's office.

Harry and Ron had arrived at Hogwarts, only to crash the Ford Angila into the Whomping Willow. Ron's wand had snapped in the process of getting out of the car that had gone wild. It opened its doors and threw the luggage out. Absolutely brilliant.

They had collected their luggage and had hoped to make am inconspicuous arrival and join the feast but it seemed as if nothing was right for the two poor boys that day.

As they trudging up the stairs, hauling their trunks along, they bumped into the surly caretaker Argus Filch who had been only too pleased to escort the two boys to Snape's office. Snape had asked the two of them to wait there while he went to the grounds
and 'inspected the damage' that had been caused.

As of now, the two of them were standing in Snape's office and listening to his rant. "HOW COULD YOU BE SO FOOLISH! He snarled, glaring down at them, over his hooked nose. "You'll were seen by muggles and you'll even managed to make the front age." He
snapped, waving the muggle newspaper in their faces.

"I noticed, in my search of the park, that considerable damage seems to have been done to a very valuable Whomping Willow," Snape went on.

"That tree did more damage to us than we —" Ron blurted out.

"Silence!" snapped Snape again."

"If the two of you were in my House I would have-"

"But it is not so Severus." All three heads spun around to see Dumbledore and McGonagall at the entrance. "Headmaster, these two insolent and irresponsible boys-"

"I am well aware of what they have done Severus. However, the consequences for this shall be enforced by the head of their house." He said, looking at Mcgonagall. "Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley, the two of you will receive detention for this act. You shall
be notified about the date. Mr. Weasley, I shall also be writing to your parents regarding this matter. As for you Mr. Potter-"

"He will be coming with me." Sirius walked into the room, his expression serious and stance firm. "Of course Sirius." Said Dumbledore.

"Black. One would expect such subpar behaviour only from your charge. It is obvious that you do not know how to raise the boy. Clearly, you don't know how to deal with him. If you did, he would think twice before displaying such poor behaviour." Snape
drawled, lips pulling up to form a mean smirk. Sirius's eyes flared up in anger and he glared at his nemesis.

"Go and wait outside you two." Said Sirius turning to Harry and Ron. He then looked at Snape. "How I deal with my godson, is none of your bloody business Snivellus." He spat, pouring a considerable amount of venom into his words. "I don't need you to
tell me how to raise my godchild." Snape's smirk melted and his impassive face was back again. Sirius then turned to Mcgonagall and Dumbledore. "I can assure the two of you that I shall speak to Harry and take care of the matter." He received a nod
from the two of them and small smile as well. They left Snape and stepped out of his office.

"Mr. Weasley, you shall return to the feast." Said Mcgonagall and Ron ran towards the great hall after casting a brief glance at Harry. The red head was only too glad to get away. The other two professors also left leaving Harry and Sirius alone.

Harry was starting to get worried. His godfather had walked into Snape's office with a stern expression on his face. Sirius looked so angry and he hadn't said a single word to Harry other than asking him to wait outside. One thing was very clear to him:
he was in major trouble. Sirius had said that he would never hit him but the anger on the man's face made him think otherwise.

"Harry, let's go."

Harry followed Sirius out of the dungeons and to Sirius's quarters. Sirius said the password (marauder) and the two of them were inside. Sirius shut the door and went onto the living room.

The silence was driving Harry crazy and it made him panicky. He opened his mouth to apologise but was cut off. "Sit down." Said Sirius, pointing to the dining table and Harry nearly tripped over himself to obey.

The boy watched his godfather summon a house elf. Sirius asked the elf to get some dinner and the elf reappeared with turkey sandwiches, mashed potatoes and some pumpkin juice.

"Eat."

Sirius was trying his utmost to lower his temper. How the bloody hell could his godson have been so reckless! Sirius had been terribly worried when he had not found his Harry at the feast even after a long time. When he had been asked to go to the dungeons,
he had a sinking feeling that something was very wrong and his suspicions had been confirmed when he saw his godson and his best friend standing in Snape's office with ashamed expressions. And to make matters worse, Snape just had to go ahead and
open his big mouth and cast aspersions on his parenting skills.

He wanted nothing more than to scold his boy for his foolishness and he knew that he would eventually do that, but first, he wanted to calm himself down. The last thing he wanted was for Harry to be afraid of him. The pre Azkaban Sirius would have applauded
and congratulated Harry but as of now, he was nothing short of furious.

After the very silent dinner, Sirius sent Harry to change into his night wear. He had calmed down considerably and was no longer fuming. Now for the hard part.

Sirius saw Harry come out of the room from the corner of his eye. He had changed into his pajamas and was looking at Sirius apprehensively. He crooked his forefinger at Harry. Once Harry was standing in front of him, he pulled him down next to him. Harry
was tense but Sirius knew that the tenseness would gradually ebb away.

"Explain everything young man and you will do well to be honest about it." He said, keeping his voice stern.

The sternness in his godfather's voice made Harry flinch. He had heard that tone very few times but it made Harry shiver nonetheless. The look on Sirius's face was one of anger and disappointment and he cursed himself for being the reason for that look.

"R-Ron and I were on the station b-but then the b-barrier wouldn't let us pass. W-We didn't know what e-else to do so we flew the car. P-Please Sirius, y-you have to believe m-me. There was n-nothing else we c-could do." That wasn't the right thing to
say. Sirius abruptly stood up and began pacing.

"Nothing else you could do? You should have waited for Molly and Arthur! You could have come home to me and I would have taken you with me. How could you have been so reckless!" Sirius's voice grew sharper with each word.

"I thought I had made myself clear when I told you that you would stay out of danger but here I find you walking right I into it! Harry James Potter, do you even care about what I have to say? So many things could have gone wrong tonight. What happened
to you and Ron was sheer dumb luck. The car could have crashed on the way, the Whomping Willow could have seriously injured the two of you and you might have gotten yourself expelled from Hogwarts. The possibilities of things that could have gone
awry were endless!"

Harry tried to control his tears. Now that he thought of it, there were so many things that he could have done to avoid this. He was going to get punished, that was for certain. He wasn't going to complain, no matter what he received because the disappointment
he saw in Sirius's eyes was like a knife to his heart. Harry lowered his gaze, unable to look at Sirius any further. He was genuinely sorry for what he had done and was willing to do anything to make up for his transgression.

"I'm sorry Sirius, I r-really am. I wasn't thinking at all. R-Ron and I didn't know what to do. We wanted to g-get to H-Hogwarts and so we panicked. I'm sorry, you have to b-believe me." A few tears slid down his cheeks as he apologised. How he hoped
Sirius would forgive him.

It was more of worry than anger for Sirius. He could not and would not lose his godson for such stupid stunts. He looked at the hunched figure before to him and let out a mental sigh of relief for the umpteenth time. Harry was here with him, Harry was
safe. That was all that mattered. His anger receded, replaced with thankfulness that his godson was alright.

"Come here pup." He said the words softly and his godson all but flew to him on hearing those words. Harry buried his face in his godfather's chest, not wanting to ever let go.

"Don't you dare do something like this ever again." Said Sirius as he felt tears soak the front of his shirt. He heard a small 'I promise' in return.

"As for your punishment," He felt Harry tense at that word but he continued. "I'm aware that Professor Mcgonagall has given you detention. In addition to that, you are grounded for the remainder of the week. You will attend classes, go to the great hall
for your meals after which you will go straight to your common room or you may come here as well. Understood?"

He felt Harry nod against his chest and he slowly released his godson. He looked down at Harry's tear streaked face and gently wiped the tears with his thumb. It had been a long day for both of them.

"I promise I'll never do it again. Please, you have to forgive me." Harry said, in a stronger voice, although his voice had a pleading tone to it. He had really done it this time. From now on, he would definitely think twice before acting. The telling
off that he had just received was enough to make him feel ashamed yet loved at the same time.

"Of course I forgive you Harry. You had better not try something like this young man of I assure you that you'll find yourself in a lot of trouble." Sirius warned his godson. The vigorous nod that he got made him smile slightly. He had some what was necessary
and there was no need to push the matter any further.

"Come on, I'll walk you back to your common room. It's quite late as of now and the sooner you're in bed, the better. You'll be getting back to your lessons tomorrow and you will be needing all your energy." Said Sirius.

They walked back to the Gryffindor tower together in a comfortable silence. Harry was relieved that he had been forgiven. Although he wasn't looking forward to the grounding, it was definitely better than what he got at his Uncle's house.

Harry found Ron waiting for him right next to the Fat Lady's portrait. Ron did not notice Sirius who was behind Harry. "Oh bloody hell mate! I though you were never going to show. What did Sirius say? How much trouble did you get into?" He inquired urgently,
all in one go.

"Relax Mr. Weasley. I assure you Harry is perfectly fine." Sirius chuckled at the redhead's worry. Ron turned as red as his hair when he saw Sirius as well. "Sorry professor." He said, face flaming. Sirius only laughed though.

"Goodnight you two." He playfully mussed Harry's hair and let the two boys go into the common room before heading back to his quarters.