Chapter 7
"But damn it, where have they gone?" an angry voice growled.
"Calm down Sirius. We can just ask Dumbledore," Remus Lupin said.
"He should have told me where he sent Harry in the first place," Sirius snarled.
Remus sighed and stared at his cup of tea. Sometimes his friend could be very unreasonable.
"Did you ever think that Harry didn't want you to know where he went?" he inquired.
"What do you mean?" Sirius stared at him.
Shaking his head, he answered, "After your fight with him, did you think he would want to see you any time soon?"
"Of course. He always wants to see me," Sirius replied stupidly.
Remus raised an eyebrow at him, "Tomorrow we'll ask Dumbledore where he is."
Sirius nodded his consent and glared at the fireplace in front of him.
The next day the pair went to see the Headmaster. But they weren't the only ones that made their way to Hogwarts. As they were making their way into his office, a little rat followed behind. It was small, brown and missing a toe. Unfortunately, no one noticed its arrival.
The three men were gathered around the Headmaster's desk talking. The rat had to get closer to hear what they were saying. He also had to keep an eye on the phoenix that was watching him.
"I'm not sure I should tell you where he is. Severus told me about the fight the two of you got into," Dumbledore said.
"Oh to hell with that! Just because we had one little fight doesn't mean I shouldn't know where my godson is! If it weren't for that rat Pettigrew he would be living with me in the first place!" Sirius shouted.
He got up and started pacing the room. The little rat winced every time he came close to the table he was hiding under. It tucked its tail under itself and settled in to listen again.
"That may be, but things didn't turn out that way. At the moment Severus is caring for him and between him and Dumbledore, he's more than safe. You know that," Remus turned around and stated.
"Yes, I'm more than aware that Snivellus is caring for my godson. He made that abundantly clear when he kicked me out of his house," Sirius grumbled.
"I'll tell you where he's staying, but you have to promise me you won't go there until he says you can. Do I have your word Sirius?" Dumbledore said.
Sirius looked him in the eye and sighed. "Yes sir. You have my word."
"They're staying at me house," Dumbledore told them.
Sirius walked out leaving Remus to make his way by himself. The werewolf made a courteous farewell, and with the rat following from the shadows, left as well.
"My Lord, I have good news," a squeaky voice called out.
"I'll be the judge of that Wormtail. What is it," another voice answered.
"Potter and Snape are staying at the Headmaster's house," Wormtail said.
The small hairless man in front of him looked off into space for some time. His red slit eyes were half closed. His mouth moving silently.
Wormtail looked around the room hesitantly. It was all wet cold stone. There was a smell of mold in the air. Water was dripping down from a far corner. The snake circling the chair Lord Voldemort was sitting in kept looking back between him and the Dark Lord.
"No Nagina, he's been useful today. That being the case, we now have to find a way into that fool's house. You have served me well today Wormtail, you may go," the Dark Lord hissed.
The rat scurried out as fast as his little feet allowed him.
"Sir, do you think I could go flying again?" Harry asked.
"Not right now Potter. The Headmaster is coming soon," Snape answered.
The two of them were waiting in the parlor yet again. It was three in the afternoon and they had just received an owl saying to meet him there. So there they waited. As always, it didn't take him long.
"Ah, it seems I'm expected," Dumbledore said.
Severus nodded and sat back in the chair. Dumbledore maneuvered another so they all sat in a triangle.
"Harry, Sirius has been wanting to see you. Would you like him to come?" he started.
"No. I don't want to see him," Harry said curtly.
"He very much wants to see you. Are you sure?" he insisted.
Severus looked at Harry and said, "Don't we have something else to talk about besides that mangy mutt?"
Harry latched onto the excuse, "Yeah, what's Voldemort up to?"
Dumbledore conjured some tea before he answered.
"One lump or two?" he asked them politely.
At their sour looks he shrugged.
"I can't find out what he's planning. Although he did have a spy in my office today. Fawks saw Wormtail hiding under a table. I don't know what he heard," Dumbledore said.
Severus cast him a doubting look. "What are you thinking about old man?"
Dumbledore grinned at him. "You're getting very perceptive Severus. I fear that Wormtail might have heard me tell Sirius and Remus that you and Harry are here."
Snape got out of the chair and started pacing. A grim look was on his face.
"Where can we go now? If Hogwarts is capable of being infiltrated then there aren't many places we can be safe. It won't take him long to find out where you live," Severus snapped.
Harry sat in his chair. There wasn't much he felt like saying. All he knew was that he would probably have to run yet again.
"Sir, I'm tired of it. Of the hiding and being scared for my life. There has to be something I can do?" he demanded.
Both the older men looked over at him. One was smiling at him, the other scowling.
"No Potter! You will not do a thing! Do you here me?" Snape yelled.
"He's right Harry. You'll stay here until we can think of something," Dumbledore even sounded a little stern.
Harry glanced between both of them. All three of them had a hard stare on his face.
"Fine! We'll sit around and do nothing yet again," he growled.
Harry stormed out of the room and slammed every door he passed through.
'I hope that works,' Harry thought.
"That was unusual for him. He isn't like that normally," Snape commented.
"All our passions are running high at this point Severus. I'll say good night for now," he said as he left.
Snape followed Harry out, much more quietly.
AN: Thank you all for the ideas. Especially you CatWriter. As you can tell, it didn't take long to write this one. I should be updating soon.