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The two men stared at the owl who was beginning to grow impatient, "Sirius we do not know that the blood belongs to Harry."

"It does Moony, I know it does."

Remus walked over to the bird and began to move her feathers around looking for any cuts or gashes upon her the could be the cause of the blood, Sirius stood a few feet away watching him and running a hand over his worried face.

"Is it Hedwig's blood?" he asked, afraid to know the answer.

Remus turned around him and Sirius noted that he looked paler than usual, a stoney look took place in his once calm eyes. Slowly he shook his head, "I don't see anything on her..."

Remus walked over and sat down on the couch and put his head in his hands, "Sirius, I think for once you might be right. We need to contact Dumbledore."

"The hell with Dumbledore! I am Harry's Godfather. Once those bloody muggles sign the papers he is mine Moony. We don't have to run to Dumbledore for everything little thing. For once let me take responsibility-"

Sirius paced the room throwing Remus a deadly look as if to warn him to say anything against him or to suggest getting Dumbledore once more. He watched as Remus stood up and wiped his hands on his torn pants, "I know where the muggles live. I went there once over the summer of our fourth year with Lily. Her parents would have left Petunia the house." He looked over at Sirius who stopped pacing and turned his full attention on Remus, "No matter if Harry is hurt or not we're taking him. You're right, he is yours Sirius. That's what James and Lily would have wanted. You are his Godfather."

Without saying anything else the men went their own ways to get their cloaks and wands and met outside of the house. They walked in silence for a few miles and than Remus held out his arm for Sirius to grab onto since he knew where Harry was staying. They turned on the spot and Sirius felt the familiar tug right behind his navel.

He opened his eyes, the world around him was blurry and his head was pounding. He tried to recall what had happened before he had passed out. He remembered the familiar touch of Hedwig under his fingers and her soft reassuring nip on his fingers. Than he remembered, he told her to go and find Sirius. Sirius. His Uncle. He tried to sit up but pain ripped through his body like a thousand hot knives being pressed into his flesh, he bit down on his lip to keep from calling out. The taste of blood filled his mouth, biting down onto his lip had opened the cut that he had received from his Uncle. He shuddered, would Sirius even know where to find him? Would Hedwig even be able to find Sirius? He knew that Sirius was the only hope he had left, if he stayed at his relatives house any longer they would make Voldemort seem like an innocent child.

He closed his eyes and listened to the world around him not even bothering to try and get off of his bedroom floor. He knew if he tried the pain would be too much and might even cause him to pass back out and that is something he did not want. He wanted to be able to be aware in case he heard his Uncle coming back up the stairs. But all he heard was cars in the distance and the humming of the kitchen appliances. His relatives must be out and that he was grateful for, with the knowing that he was home alone he allowed his mind to drift as his eye lids became heavy. Against his better judgments he allowed himself fall asleep.

Remus pulled out his wand and pointed it at the handle of the door and it swung open; the two men stepped into the house.

"Muggles are too clean for my liking..." Sirius said as he walked into the kitchen and looked around at all the contraptions as Remus headed into the family room. Walking out to join Remus, Sirius looked at the pictures that lined the wall. They all appeared to be of a whale of a boy with blonde hair and a lopsided smile that made him look as if he was grunting in the pictures.

"There is nothing that even shows that Harry lives here..." Remus whispered as he ran a finger along the coffee table and turned to look at Sirius.

"Harry...we need to find him Remus."

"Right."

The men headed up the stairs, "You take the doors on the left, I'll take the right." Remus instructed and Sirius nodded and began to open the first door which lead to a bathroom which was decorated with tacky fish. He sighed and closed the door. He turned to the next door and noticed a faint smell from it before he even opened the door. Maybe it was another bathroom and no one bothered to clean it. He shrugged and opened the door. He was not expecting to see what he did, he drew a breathe and called for Remus before stepping into the room. There was blood on the floor and broken bed stood in the corner of the room but that was not what caught Sirius off guard. There was a body laying on the floor pressed against the wall and a few feet in front laid a pair of wire rimmed glasses.

"Harry..." Sirius breathed as he crossed the room in long strides and kneel down next to the boy, he heard quite footsteps behind him and knew that Remus too was in the room. Sirius was scared to reach out and touch his Godson, he was afraid of hurting him even more than what he already was. He leaned closer and saw the bruises and cuts the lined the boys face that had once been filled with love and laughter but even now in his sleep was filled with nothing but pain and fear. His eyes glanced over the rest of the boy, his wrist was swollen and more bruises and cuts covered his boney arms. And it made Sirius sick to think that if he pulled up his Godson's shirt he probably would have seen more of the abuse that the Dursley's had afflicted upon Harry.

"Sirius...we need to get him out of here." came Remus's hoarse voice, Sirius merely nodded.

He reached out and softly pushed Harry's bangs off of his forehead, "Oh Harry, what did those muggles to do you?" he moved his fingers down gently and brushed them along the boy's face like a parent would do to a small child trying to calm them down, "Come on cub, wake up for your old Sirius...please..."Sirius begged now trying to keep the tears held back and out of his voice.

"I'll go gather his things Sirius..." Remus spoke gently, he could tell that Sirius was on the verge of crying.

Once more Sirius only replied with a nod and then turned his attention back to Harry, he moved his hands softly to Harry's shoulders and shook them gently placing his head down by Harry's ear, "Come on kiddo, why don't you wake up for your old Sirius? Nothing will hurt you anymore I promise."

He saw the boy's fingers twitch and a low moan escaped from Harry's lips, "That's right cub, you can wake up. It's okay. You're going to be safe now." Sirius sat crossed leg next to Harry and ran his fingers through the boy's hair trying to comfort him and at the same time wake him, "Open your eyes, I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere..."

Harry's eyes fluttered open and looked up at Sirius trying to make out the outline of the man next to him, the voice was so calming and sounded so familiar. He did not want the man to leave, he tried to lift his arm and grab onto the man. Seeing what he was trying to do Sirius took his hand and grabbed onto Harry's very gently, "We're going to get you out of here Harry. I'm so sorry." Sirius took his free hand and wiped his nose onto it.

"S-Sirius?" the boy choked trying to tighten his grip on Sirius's hand.

"Yeah, its me kiddo. And Remus is here too. You're going to be okay." He watched as Harry tried to sit up but as he did so he let out a yelp of pain and tightened his his, "Take it easy Harry, you're hurt pretty badly from what I can tell."

Harry nodded and clung to Sirius's hand even more, "I'm going to have to pick you up Harry, we need to go find Remus so we can leave. I know it's going to hurt you and I'm sorry but the pain will be over soon, I promise."

"Promise?" whispered Harry as Sirius stood up and placed one arm under Harry's legs and the other around his chest, Sirius noticed that Harry flinched at the touch.

"I promise Harry, I promise." He picked the boy up and instantly Harry let out a cry of pain, Sirius tightened his eyes for a second as Harry's pained cried echoed through the room, "Shh Harry it's okay. I know it hurts, I'm so sorry. It's going to be over soon. I swear to you." He turned to see Remus running into the room with a bag that he assumed contained Harry's possessions in it.

"The Dursley's are home!" he spat, his voice dripped with venom as he took in the sight of Harry injured and crying in pain in Sirius's arms, "We have to leave now Sirius or I swear I will kill those muggles for what they have done to James' son."

Remus turned and headed down the stairs with Sirius right behind who kept saying soothing words to try and calm Harry down. Just as Remus reached out to pull the front door open it opened and he saw himself face to face with Vernon Dursley.

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