Disclaimer: It's all J.K. Rowling's, but if she was to offer it to me I would sooooo take it!

Setting: 12 years after that horrible night. Harry did survive and now lives on the streets with his godfather.

"Harry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Why? Sirius, why are you sorry?" The13 year old boy asked..

Sirius looked at the child. He was tall for his age and very strong from being on the run his whole life. Well, actually he wasn't on the run, Sirius was. Sirius just couldn't make himself give Harry to anyone else even though he knew that Harry would be much safer just about anywhere else.

"I'm sorry, because it's your birthday, Harry, and I don't even have a decent meal to give you." Sirius stated with a look of remorse on his face.

"Oh, Sirius, you don't have to be sorry for that!" said Harry matter-of-factly.

"I know it's just…..woah! What is this?" a piece of newspaper had just hit Sirius in the face.

"That would be called a newspaper, Sirius." Harry said with a smirk.

"Don't be smart with me." Sirius said, but he couldn't help thinking how much Harry reminded him of James.

He cast the newspaper aside and laid down on a bench.

"Sirius, why won't you come to the Dursley's with me? I go every other month and they feed me good and you could use some real food!" Harry said looking at Sirius with his big green eyes.

"They are just like Lily's…." said Sirius lost in Harry's eyes.

"What? What are you talking about? The Dursley's food is just like my mums?" asked Harry confused.

"Oh, uh, no, never mind.," Sirius said snapping out of his daydream. "Well, the reason I can't go with you, Harry, is one, I HATE that damn family. Two, you know the only reason you go is because the prophecy says you're safe as long as you go there monthly. Three, I hatethose bastards. Four, they wouldn't let me even set foot in their house. Five, I hatethose fucking shitheads"

"Shitheads?" asked Harry now laughing.

"Shut up, yes, shitheads. Now, leave me alone so I can read this newspaper!" Sirius said coldly.

As he was scanning the front page he saw a headline that said, "VOLDEMORT IS BACK! (and in full power)". "Oh my God!" he yelled jumping up. "We..we…we have got to get out of here. Where do we go? Ummm….ummm….ummmm……I guess THE WEASLEYS"

"What?" Harry asked, "Who are the Wealeys? What's going on"

"The Weasley's are your' parent's friends and Voldemort is on the loose and he's going to be after you! We have got to get to the Weasley's! QUICKLY!"

A half hour later...

The Weasley's were just sitting down to a nice breakfast with Arthur at the head of the table, next to him was Molly with her apron still on, next to her was Ron and then Ginny who had on aT-shirt that said,"I am one spoiled bitch," and a short denim skirt, her bright-hair was in a bun on top of her head with a couple of strands hanging loose around her gorgeous fair-skinned face, she was next to Fred and George who were planning some new creation, who were next to Percy, a stuck-up red-head, when the door burst open!

"MOLLY! MOLLY! HAVE YOU READ THE PAPER?" Sirius shouted as he barged in.

Everyone's eyes jumped to the door.

"Sirius? Oh my! What in the name of Dear God is happening? I thought you were well…..dead!"Molly shrieked.

"Ok, no I am most obviously NOT dead and the front page of the news paper says that Voldemort is back and in COMPLETE power! We need to hide Harry!" he cried.

"HARRY? What? Sirius are you feeling okay? Harry has been with Dumbledore for the last 12 years! NOW I WANT YOU TO STOP YOU ARE SCARING THE CHILDREN!" Arthur demanded.

"NO HE HASN'T BEEN! He has been with me on the streets! He's right here….HARRY COME HERE!" Sirius yelled.

Just then, Harry walked in the house looking at the floor. He had on a pair of faded and ripped jeans. His shirt said Abercrombie and Fitch and was light green which really made his eyes jump out at you. It had a slighttear in the sleeves because the store managerhad seen him trying to steal the shirt (along with some other things) andwhen he took off running it had gotten caught on a rack, ripping the sleeve.He had a nice figure and obviously lifted weights (a 6 pac). He looked like the kind of guy who was shy around the adults, but no shy behind closed doors. wink wink

The second Ginny laid eyes on him she knew she had to have him and would do anything to get him and she always got her way.

"Omigahdd!" Molly remarked and ran over to the boy throwing her arms around him. "You look just like your father, except your eyes, those eyes are definitely Lily's." She examined his face thoroughly.

"You're very handsome though aren't you"

"Molly stop," Arthur began, "You are embarrassing the poor boy. Here sit down and eat some breakfast with us. You too, Sirius, and explain what is going on"

Sirius took the extra chair on the end and Harry pulled up a stool.

Ginny couldn't listen to Sirius's story of their last twelve years because she couldn't get her eyes off of Harry's face, but she did hear tidbits of the conversation and found out that Harry and Sirius had been living on the streets since the night Harry's parents had died. They had lived in various parts of New York and Sirius had been giving Harry intensive training for the day when he had to face Voldemort. From what Ginny could tell Harry had already encountered Voldemort at least 5 time in his life already, each time leaving him with horrible memories of which the adults would 'discuss' later

"Ron, Harry is going to bunk with you for the time being." Molly informed them.

Then, Harry spoke for the first time since he had entered the house, "Oh no, I couldn't do that." He said with an awkward smile on his face.

"Yeah," Sirius began, "We don't want to be anymore of a burden on your family than we are already being"

"Oh, it's no burden at all." Ron stated although he obviously didn't want to be sleeping in the same bed, or same room for that matter, with this guy who was supposed to be strong enough to defeat the Dark Lord.

"Well, me and Harry are just going to sleep in this room this room right here," Sirius said as he walked into the living room.

"Ok, well," Molly started, "If you insist, but Harry you can sleep on the couch tonight and Sirius you can sleep on this big chair. Remind me to get yall both some blankets before everyone goes to bed tonight, it can get pretty chilly in this house at night"

"No it can't," Ron said with a laugh, "No one ever turns on the air conditioner in this house! Harry is going to be in just his boxers on that couch tonight, mum, he will not need a blanket"

This remark, obviously being true, caused all of the Weasley's, except Molly, to laugh heartily.

"Well," Siruis began trying to change the subject from his godson in boxers to something a little more appropriate, "Why don't the kids all sit in here and … erm…..bond….while the adults go outside and talk about a couple of issues I need to get cleared up'

'Oh damn it, he's going to leave me in here with a bunch of blokes I don't know,' Harry thought to himself, "Well, hopefully that pretty red head will stay in here'

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