Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anyone of its characters. No matter how hard I wish, Sirius will never be mine.

A/.n: Thanks again for all the reviews I have receive. There is one thing that I would like to say. Sirius will be given a trial. I promise. I don't know when his trial will take place, but it will not be in the next few chapters. I want Sirius to raise Harry in Azkaban for a little while before he goes on trial.

Chapter Seven: Remus's Visit

Sirius was in the hospital, pacing the small area that passed as a waiting room. He cringed at the sound of a woman's scream down the hallway, glancing at the doors every so often, in hopes that James would be walking through them. The wait was going to kill him. It was bad enough that he had already had to wait nine months before his godson was born. It wasn't fair that Lily was taking so long. Three hours was definitely too long to be in labor, Sirius told himself. If little Harry wasn't born soon, he was surely going to go insane.

The young witch behind the receptionist desk, glared crossly at Sirius as he continued to pace the waiting room. He knew that he should apologize to her about his early outburst, but he was too exited for that. His Harry was going to be born. He was finally going to have a godson. He would have a little baby that he could help raising, teaching him pranking skills that Lily would surely never allow James to teach their son.

The thought brought a smile to his face that only continued to grow wider as he realized that the screaming from down the hall had stopped.

Whirling around, Sirius quickly ran towards the door, arriving only seconds after James passed through them. Without a word, the two men made their way to Lily's room, smiles on each of their faces.

Sirius entered the room, barely getting a glimpse of a very tired Lily before he was affronted by a doctor.

"I'm sorry Sir, but only family is allowed. You may come back tomorrow during visiting hours, if you wish."

Sirius nodded his head, and turned to leave when he heard James' voice behind him.

"Sirius is family." Sirius smiled as James pushed him further into the room towards Lily and the little bundle in her arms. He knew that James and Lily both considered him family, but he was always overjoyed when one of them mentioned it aloud. He had never had a real family and before he met James, he had never thought that he would every find a place where he belonged.

"Do you want to hold him?" Lily as quietly, passing the bundle to Sirius when he nodded his head.

He was speechless. There was nothing that Sirius could say to describe how he was feeling at that moment in time. Harry was only his godson. He didn't take a part in his creation, but to Sirius it felt that Harry truly was his flesh in blood. Smiling down at the little bundle, he kissed his godson's forehead before handing him to James.

Sirius vowed that day that Harry would have a completely different life than he had. His godson would always know what love was. He would be surrounded by love and Sirius promised himself that he would never allow anyone to hurt his little baby boy. No matter what it took, he would protect Harry, even if it someday cost him his life.

Sirius woke up with tears slowly running down his face. He remembered that day clearly. Besides they day the he had met James, Harry's birth had been the best day of his life. It had been the day that another Potter had been brought into this world; one more person to add to his little, loving family.

He had made a promise that day that he had every intention of keeping. When he convinced James to switch secret keepers, he thought he was doing what was best for everyone. The only thing that he had really did was cause himself to break his promise. He had allowed Lily and James to die. He caused Harry to face the pain as growing up without any parents. He had never imagine that he would break his promise this way, but there was nothing he could do. Now, the only thing he could do was carry out the rest of his promise. He would love Harry. He would make sure that Harry never had the childhood he had. Sirius would make sure that Harry knew he would always love him and that his parents had loved him more than he would ever be able to imagine.

Getting out of bed, Sirius walked over to Harry's crib and delicately picked the little boy up. Waling back over to the bed, Sirius gently placed Harry on the mattress before getting back into bed himself. Kissing Harry on his forehead, directly above the lightning bolt shaped cut, Sirius cuddled Harry to his chest and tried to get a couple more hours of sleep before the morning arrived.

-x-

Remus Lupin laid in bed, staring intently at his ceiling. There were ninety seven square tiles on the ceiling of his bedroom. On each tile there were one hundred and four little grey dots and in the corner by his closet, there was one tile that had three red spots of some unknown substance. Needless to say, Remus had been unable to sleep. Taking another glance at the clock on his bedside table, Remus groaned as the clock mocked him.

He couldn't believe that it was only four in the morning. Surely it had too be later. It had seemed hours ago when the neon green numbers had said 3:30 a.m. Groaning once more, Remus buried his head under a pillow and attempted to get some sleep. Thoughts of Harry and Sirius came swirling into Remus's mind and he knew that he would never be able to get any sleep. Groaning for a third time, Remus decided to give up on trying to get any sleep and made his way to the kitchen to get a snack before he lost himself in thoughts of his Hogwarts years.

-x-

Sirius groaned loudly in protest the soft smacking on his arms. He kept his eyes shut, hoping that whomever was hitting him would give up and he could resume his sleep. He had no such luck however when seconds later the smacking turned into harder kicks to the stomach, accompanied by soft laughter. Opening his eyes, Sirius was confronted with the smiling face of his godson.

"Do you think it funny to hit, Padfoot? Do you, Harry?" Sirius asked, causing Harry to giggle louder. "All right then, you asked for it." Sirius said as he reached over and tickled Harry's stomach, causing the boy to erupt in laughter. Smiling, Sirius looked down at Harry, imaging the he would never love a child as much as he loved Harry. When he accepted his role as a godfather, he had promised James that he would love Harry as if he were his own son. That was one promise that Sirius knew he would never break.

-x-

Finally! The clock in the kitchen read seven a.m.; a time that would be considered decent to visit Azkaban. Throwing on an old shirt and trousers, Remus flooded to ministry, where he received a portkey that would take him directly to Azkaban.

Standing outside of the makeshift house where Sirius was raising Harry, Remus sighed before slowly turning the knob. Opening the door quietly, Remus watched for a moment as Sirius played with Harry. His old friend was putting on a puppet show for little Harry, who laughed joyously at his godfather's antics. It was just like old times, Remus told himself. This was the same Sirius that had helped raise Harry since the day he had been born. Sirius loved Harry just as much as he had loved his friends. It didn't make since that Sirius would have betrayed them. There had to be some other explanation. Maybe Sirius was telling the truth. Maybe Peter was still out there. He didn't know what to believe anymore, but he promised himself that he would discover the truth. Sirius had been one of his best friends, and if he was innocent, he didn't deserve to be in Azkaban. He deserved to have his own place, raising Harry in an environment that was more suitable for small children. So deeply engrossed in these thoughts, Remus didn't notice Sirius had stopped his puppet show until he addressed him.

"It's about time you got here, Moony." Sirius said, smiling at his old friend. "You can come inside. We don't bite."

"As I recall, Harry does, in fact, bite." Remus said, referring to last Christmas, where Harry had accidentally bitten Remus's hand when he had tried to hand him a piece of chocolate.

"Aw, Moony that was an accident. You know how Harry is when it comes to chocolate." Sirius said, overjoyed at seeing Remus. Remus had always been a hard person to read. He hid his emotions well, but he didn't seem angry so Sirius hoped that Remus maybe didn't hate him.

"I don't know what to believe, Sirius. There is so much evidence against you, but I've known you since we were eleven and I would never have imagined that you would betray James. I want to believe you, Sirius. I really do." Remus said, changing the subject abruptly.

"Then believe me. I'm innocent, Moony. I detest the Dark Arts. I always have, you know that." Sirius replied. He needed Remus to believe him. If Remus believed him, the he could fight for him and maybe he would get a trial. If he got a trial, he and Harry would be out of this hell hole and the whole world would know that Peter was the traitor, not him.

"I just need some time, Sirius. Your letter made make me question even more whether you were guilty of such a crime. There is a lot to think over, but if you really are innocent, and god I hope you are, I'll get you out of here. I promise."

"I'll be waiting for that day. Until then, you know where you can find me." Sirius said, a trace of a smile on his lips. Remus didn't hate him, he told himself. Remus would come around. After a few visits, he would see that he was the same Sirius he had grown up with. The same Sirius that had loved Remus and James like brother; brothers that he would never betray.

"Harry." Sirius called quietly in his godson's direction. "Harry, come here. We have a visitor."

Turning his head, Harry let out a loud squeal when his eyes rested on Remus. "Mooey" he cried before running to Remus, hugging the older man's legs.

Picking up Harry, Remus pulled him into a hug. He hadn't spent as much time with Harry as Sirius had, but he still loved Harry just as much. He was James' son and he would protect him anyway he could. He was all that was left of James now and Remus knew that it had become his and Sirius's job to teach the only living Potter how to live up to his father's pranking legend.

Looking to his left, Remus noticed that Sirius had disappeared. Glancing around the small "house" Remus saw Sirius coming out of a room to the right. In his hands he held a small coat, a scarf, and a pair of gloves.

"I don't know how the weather is outside, but I thought I would give these to you so he doesn't get cold." Sirius said and Remus nodded.

Taking Harry from Remus's arms, Sirius held Harry so he could look into his godson's face. "Your going to go with Remus for a little while. He is going to take you outside where you can get some fresh air and maybe play with some other children." Sirius took a breath, wiping a tear from his eye. "I can't go with you Harry. So be a good little boy for Uncle Moony and I will be here waiting for you when Moony brings you home."

Remus watched the interaction with his own unshed tears. He watch as Sirius painfully said goodbye to Harry. Remus knew Sirius wanted to be the one taking Harry outside, and Remus wished that Sirius could go with them. Watching the display of emotions, Remus knew then that Sirius could not be guilty of the crimes he had been charged with. His friend held too much love for this little boy to hurt him in any way.

Putting an arm of Sirius's shoulder, Remus gently spoke to him. "It will all be ok. We'll get this all worked out. I promise to have Harry home by nightfall."

Sirius watched his best friend and godson walk slowly to the door, before calling out to Remus one final time. "Keep him in the muggle world today. If somebody sees you with a baby in the wizarding world, they might guess who it is. I don't want him to be bombarded by people, especially not today. He needs time to adjust to his new environment. Just take him somewhere where he can just be a kid."

"I will Sirius. He's safe with me." Remus said, giving Sirius a sad smile, before walking out the door.

Sirius watched the remainder of his family go out the door. To him, it felt as if they were walking out of his life. Slowly he slid down the wall to the floor, his body shaking softly as he cried for his friends, Remus, Harry, and finally, for himself.

A/n: Well that's chapter seven. I hope you all liked it. I not so sure I like the ending. Please review and let me know what you thought.

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