A/n: I know that it has been forever since I last update and I am so sorry. Hopefully this chapter will make up for my long absence.

Previously

Once inside, Sirius sat in a chair near the door in a confused state. He had no clue what was going on. What was he doing in this little makeshift house and what plans was that guy talking about? Why was he involved in any plan that the Ministry was making? Sirius, however didn't have much time to wonder what was happening, for he was only in the house for about seven minutes when he suddenly felt something land on his stomach and heard a soft giggle. That giggle, Sirius knew very well. It was the same giggle that Harry had whenever Sirius played with him. Slowly looking down, Sirius saw the smiling face and shining emerald eyes of his godson and slowly he smiled back.

Chapter Three: Dumbledore's Visit

The smile on Sirius' face continued to grow wider every second that Harry remained in his lap. He didn't believe it. Harry, his Harry, was really here. He never thought that he would see his precious godson again, but somehow he had magically ended up on his lap, slobbering all over his pants. Quickly getting over his shock, Sirius began to tickle Harry, causing the little boy's laugh to only grow louder.

That soft little laughter was heaven to his ears. That laugh was part of the world that he had left behind. It was part of the world that no longer existed for him. Now, however, he had part of that world again. He had his godson. The little boy that he had always treated like his own son. The child that, even at such a young age, acted so much like his father. He could never get James back, but Harry could help fill that absence that James' death had left.

Suddenly everything became clear to him. The furniture, the crib, baby food and books. It was all for Harry. Harry was going to live with him. His godson was here to stay and nothing and nobody, Sirius swore to himself, was going to take his godson from him. He would raise Harry himself, teaching him the truth about his loyalty and his parents deaths.

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Dumbledore stood watching Sirius through one of the few small windows. If he hadn't known better, he would say that the scene before him was of a loving father and son. Watching Sirius smile as he tickled the baby, almost made Dumbledore believe that everything would be fine. That Harry would grow up with more love in Azkaban than he would have gotten at his aunt and uncle's house. Yet the rational part of Dumbledore's brain told him otherwise. He had to get Black to release his custody of the child. Living with Sirius would bring about no good for Harry, Dumbledore reminded himself. At least at the Dursleys, Dumbledore wouldn't have to worry about Harry's safety, even if the boy was never was shown an ounce of love.

Still Dumbledore watch Sirius for a while longer. His former student went from tickling his godson to drawing him close, inhaling the scent of the baby's hair. At the moment, Dumbledore realized that as evil as Sirius Black may be, he truly did love Harry Potter. And Black's love for his godson was only going to make Dumbledore's task harder. If Black hadn't cared about the boy, then he could have been easy to get the child out of Azkaban and into a house where he could easily be protected. Now though, Dumbledore would have to work harder to get young Harry back. He would do anything to get Harry out of Azkaban, including playing on Sirius's love.

Finally pulling himself away from the window, Dumbledore made his way to door. Stopping right before the door, Dumbledore mentally prepared himself for whatever happened next. After all, if there was one thing he had learned from Black, it was that he was always full of surprises. One never knew what the expect when you were around Sirius Black.

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Sirius didn't know how long Harry had been there and he really didn't care. Harry was his now. It was up to him to teach him right from wrong. It was Sirius' job to teach Harry the difference between the truth and widely believed rumors. His duty was to be Harry's godfather and he accepted it fully. Nobody would change his mind. Harry was here to stay, regardless to what anyone did or said.

Sirius had just finished singing Harry a lullaby that Lily had sung countless times before, when the door to him makeshift home suddenly opened to reveal Albus Dumbledore. With the arrival of Harry, Sirius had totally forgotten that one of the ministry officials had mentioned someone coming into to discuss the situation with him. He had thought it would have been Fudge, but truthfully he was glad it was Dumbledore. Fudge was an idiot and Sirius didn't know how he would react if the man that threw him in prison, without a trial to boot, had come strolling in his door.

"Hello Albus." Sirius said, moving his eyes back down to his sleeping godson. It didn't take a genius to figure out why Dumbledore was here. He wanted Harry back. Drawing Harry closer to him, Sirius locked eyes with Dumbledore. "You might as well just leave. You're just going to be wasting your time."

"So I take it you've figured out why I'm here, Mister Black." Dumbledore replied, taking a seat in a chair across from Sirius.

"Harry is staying with me." Was Sirius' only response.

"Azkaban is no place for a child, Sirius. Even you have to agree with that. There are places, other families, that could provide adequate protection for Harry. Harry should grow up like other children. Anywhere is better than here." Dumbledore said trying to sway Sirius' decision.

"You're right." Sirius replied and watched as Dumbledore's eyes sparkled with hope. "Azkaban is no place for a child."

"I'm glad that you agree. I knew -" Dumbledore began, but was cut off as Sirius continued.

"But Harry still isn't leaving. As it is, Harry will never grow up like other children. His parents are dead. I'm the closest thing he has left to a parent and I plan to play that part. No one in this world will ever be able to show Harry as much love as I can. No one will ever be able to raise him as I will. Harry stays with me. It's my final decision, Albus. Nothing you could possibly say will change my mind." Sirius replied, stroking Harry's hair as he talked.

"With all due respect, Sirius, I think that Harry's parents would have been able to raise Harry better than you." Dumbledore said, misunderstanding Sirius. He took Sirius' response as Sirius thinking he would be a better parent than James and Lily.

"They would have. They loved him. Oh god, they loved him so much. But they're gone now. And I'm all that Harry has left. I'm his godfather and he is my responsibility." Sirius said, tears in his eyes as he thought of Lily and James.

"It's obvious that you love your godson, Sirius. But if you thought Lily and James were great parents, why did you turn them over to Voldemort? Don't you think Harry had the right to grow up with his father? How do you think Harry will feel when he learns the truth?" Dumbledore pressed forward. He had to get Harry back, even if it meant guilting Sirius into releasing custody.

"Like I told the Ministry before, I'm innocent. I never turned Lily and James over to Voldemort. That was Peter. Peter is the traitor! And since no one wants to believe me, I'll tell Harry the truth about what happened to his parents. Not some false truth that everyone seems to believe. I'll tell Harry why I am in Azkaban and after all this, if he wants to blame me for his parents death, then it's his decision. Until then, Harry stays here with me."

"You won't change your mind then? You want Harry to grow up in Azkaban?" Dumbledore asked one final time. It was obvious that he was getting nowhere. Once Black made up his mind, no one could change it. He'd been like that since his first year.

"No. I don't want Harry to grow up in Azkaban. I wanted him to grow up with his parents. I wanted to be his godfather that showed up everyday to play with him, helping him plan tricks on his parents and Remus. I wanted us all to be a little family, but things changed. Lily and James are dead. Harry will never see his parents again. So it is my job to fill that spot. My job to teach him about his parents. To tell him how they met, how his mother and father fought like crazy, how they fell in love, and about all the pranks James, Remus, and I pulled at Hogwarts. I'm the only one that can do that, Albus. I'm the only one that will be able to raise him like my own. So, no. I won't change my mind. Harry is my responsibility now and no one can take him from me."

"I see that there is nothing else I can do." Dumbledore said starting to get up, but deciding against it. "Do you know why Harry is here, Sirius?"

"Truthfully, no. I'll wager though that it was against your's and the Ministry's wishes, leaving only one explanation. Lily and James must have done something."

"Their will said that you were to receive custody of Harry. They said that he was not to removed unless you said otherwise, which is what brings me to my next question. When he is old enough, will you allow Harry to attend Hogwarts?" Albus asked, it has been on his mind for a day now and he needed to know Black's answer.

"Of course." Sirius replied instantly. "Hogwarts was the best time of my life. I wouldn't ever want Harry to miss out on that."

With a nod, Dumbledore stood up and made his way back to the door.

"There will be Ministry official outside of this door at all times. If you do anything to harm Harry, they will be in here in seconds. You are being watched, Sirius. Remember that." Dumbledore said opening the door and stepping out before saying one last thing to Sirius. "Take care of him. His life is in your hands now."

"I will." Sirius replied as he looked down at the little boy in his hands again. He watched as his godson smiled, letting out some baby gibberish. "I promise, Harry. I'll take always take care of you. You're safe with me."

A/n: Well that was chapter three. I hoped you all liked it. Please review and tell me what you thought.

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