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A/N: Thank you all for the reviews! You really made my day! I'm sorry it took me some time to update, unlike what I said, but I made it up to you! I wrote a really long flashback, which I enjoyed and I hope you too, so Review this chapter and I promise that the next one will be posted before Tuesday! Thank you again and enjoy the fourth chapter! This one was hard to write, especially the flashback, but I guess it came out nice. Again, Enjoy.

Chapter 4 – Back to School:

The welcoming dinner was over, and Harry and Blaise made their way to the common room while Draco went to show the first years where to go along with the other prefects.

Blaise looked a little annoyed to see Draco walking with Pansy. Harry saw her clutching Draco's arm like he was her date or something. He knew that must be what made Blaise act like that. Harry chuckled as Draco pushed Pansy away from him like he did earlier on the train. While Blaise tried to ignore this, Harry knew that she did that only to make him (Harry) jealous, which only made him feel worse for poor, miserable Blaise.

"Aren't you pathetic," Harry said to his friend in a matter-of-fact voice and he rolled his eyes. They reached the dungeons and walked to the entrance to the common room.

"What's the password?" Blaise asked in a low voice, avoiding Harry's comment and looking shyly at the floor.

Draco pushed his way in front of the crowd, facing the empty wall. "Toxic Fang!" he uttered the password and a door in the wall slid open and everyone marched inside. Harry and Blaise sat in the high-backed chairs and waited for Draco, who continued showing the first years where the dormitories were.

He finally finished his duty and went to join them. "First years are so stupid," he said as he sank into his chair. "I can't believe we were that short when we first got here."

"Yeah..." Blaise said absentmindedly.

"What's up with Zabini?" Draco asked Harry, like Blaise wasn't even there with them.

"Oh, he's upset because Pansy's gluing to you now," Harry answered with an amused smile and turned to his other friend. "Listen Blaise, Pansy is just trying to get me to date her. She sees her plan isn't working so she's trying to make me get jealous by using Draco."

Blaise opened his mouth to say something but quickly closed it. Harry knew he wanted to ask why it's always had to be about only Draco or Harry, and not him, but Harry chose to let it go.

Harry and Draco started to talk about their plans for tomorrow, hoping they'd have Potions. "I've got an E in the Potions O.W.L," Draco said.

"Really? How? I didn't think it was possible, you know, for you to get less than an O... I mean, I got an O even though I failed almost all of Snape's tests, and you passed all of them last year," Harry said.

"I know, but I got distracted by something, I guess..." he replied. "I've got only three O's. Everything else is either E or A. Oh, and one P in Divination, but I mean, who passed that?"

"Not me," Harry said, shaking his head. "Trelawney is a fraud, if you ask me. I heard she never predicted even one true prediction. Anyway, I'm glad I'm not taking her class anymore."

"I bet Granger passed that O.W.L," Draco joked. "Bet she has all straight O's."

"Oh, she's not taking that class," Blaise said suddenly and startled both of his friends. After a while of not speaking, Harry and Draco really forgot he was there.

"How'd you know?" Harry and Draco asked in unison.

"Because she's in my Arithmancy class and she always talks about how it's more important than Divination. She left after the first few classes in third year."

"I never thought that she's capable of missing a subject," Harry joked now.

"Anyway," Draco said, getting back to the subject. He was sick talking too much about that Mudblood. "Father wasn't so pleased with my grades, he expected all straight O's, though mother was satisfied."

"I thought you said you don't give a damn about what your father says," Blaise said.

"I don't. He's perfectly aware that I won't follow his way and become a Death Eater. I mean, the Dark Lord died, what's the deal with serving him now? And did you see how he looked at your parents?" He now asked Harry.

Harry frowned. "I hate when he does that. He looked weird. He probably knew my Godfather was there... he probably recognized him, but couldn't do anything."

"Why did he come anyway? I thought it was risky for him to be seen by Death Eaters."

"That's why he was there in his Animagi form. He thought it would be safer that way," Harry answered. He remembered the first time he asked why Sirius had to transform himself into a dog. His parents explained to him everything that had happened...

Flashback:

It was already dark in Godric's Hollow and it was a typical October evening, and the Potters had enjoyed their Halloween celebrations until Lord Voldemort arrived.

Young Sirius Black was starting to get bored, sitting all alone in number 12 Grimmauld Place. The house elf was asleep, so Sirius couldn't make fun of him to entertain himself. He decided that it would be safe to make a Floo Call to his friend, Remus Lupin.

Sirius went to the dungeon kitchen, took some green Floo Powder, threw the powder inside the hearthand put his head in the fireplace as he called the address of Remus' home.

Sirius immediately saw his friend, though not as he expected to find him. Remus sat alone at drawing room, his face buried in the palms of his hands. He looked like he was after a full moon, pale and old, but it was only a week after the last time he transformed. His face was white and he looked sick and sweaty, and more paranoid than he usually was before a full moon, like someone was out to get him.

Remus got up from the couch he was sitting on and walked around the room, like he was lost and didn't know where to go. It was only then when he finally noticed Sirius' head sticking out of the fire.

"Moony? What's wrong?" Sirius asked, sounding concerned.

"It's Peter..." Remus sighed, sitting down in front of the fireplace, though he didn't look in Sirius eyes. "He was here just five minutes ago... He... He said something really... Oh, Merlin! Sirius, Peter sold James and Lily out!" he finally cried out as he covered his face again with his hands.

"What?" Sirius asked. He didn't understand his friend for a second, and from what he heard, if he heard right, it sounded like... no, he did not believe his ears! "But... Peter wouldn't!"

"But he did! He told me personally, just before he left. He's mad, Sirius, something has got into him! He couldn't stop laughing... he laughed so hollowly like it was a joke to him! Oh, Sirius, we need to do something, to help them before it's too late!"

"Where are they hiding? Did he say?"

Remus nodded. "Do you know a village called Godric's Hollow?"

"Yeah, I'll go there right away," Sirius said at once. "Try to contact Dumbledore, maybe he can help." And before Remus could say anything else, Sirius' head was gone.

Sirius ran out of his house, hopped on his motorcycle and flew to the Potters. He wouldn't let Voldemort kill his best friends and he swore he will revenge Peter for betraying them. 'How could Peter do this?' He thought as he flew to Godric's Hollow. 'How stupid could I've been to turn down James' offer! I could have been their secret keeper? Damn you, Peter!'

"Step aside, you fool. You better do so before you'll meet you death, Potter," the Dark Lord said as he faced James Potter, ready to duel with him to his death. "You can't possibly think you can stand against me, do you?"

James kept his distance away from Voldemort. His wife was in the back room, putting a protection charm on their son. The more time James stalled, the better chance Lily had of making a stronger charm.

Curses and spells filled the house, seconds turned into minutes and every precious minute, a fraction of a second could be the final one. The house around them began to crumble. Shelves and furniture fell down from their places; walls had been snapped with great, black holes where the spells hit, causing fractures to shoot right back at them.

Voldemort got sick of playing with James. He wanted to shoot the Killing Curse at him so he could move on. He knew it would be easier if James wasn't ready to curse him back. When he caught James off guard, he thought it would be the best time to take action. "Accio Wand!" he called and James' wand shot to his hand.

James looked horror struck. He didn't know what to do or where to go. He was defenseless, and there was a good chance he could die at any second. But he didn't fear his own death. He feared for Lily and Harry's lives. He needed to protect them, but he knew Voldemort was right; he has no chance against him, not without a wand anyway. He was going to die and there was no escape. He gulped hard, trying to swallow the lump that had built up in his throat and stood straight, ready to receive his fate.

Voldemort was smirking at him with a smug look on his ugly face, ready to strike. James closed his eyes shut, thinking maybe this way he wouldn't feel a thing. And all this time he was thinking about his dear family and how he wanted to save them, but couldn't.

Voldemort slowly pointed his wand at James and opened his mouth to say the curse he wanted so badly to say that night.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

A flash of green light filled the room and a man's body dropped dead to the ground. But it wasn't James' body. For all he knew, he was still breathing. He slowly opened his eyes, only to see his best friend, Sirius Black, standing in the doorway, breathing heavily. He had obviously hurried himself over there before it was too late.

James slowly looked down at the floor. Voldemort's body was sprawled and lifeless.

"It's over," James said, panting and almost not believing he was alive.

"It's not over until I'll hunt down Peter... It was he who..."

"I know," James said.

Hagrid appeared at the wrecked house about fifteen minutes after it all happened and explained that Remus had contacted Dumbledore and told him everything, so he sent him to help, while he was going to alert the Minister of Magic. He helped them with Voldemort's body and took him to the Ministry, while Sirius went to look for Peter.

End of Flashback.

Peter Pettigrew had never been seen since that night. And though the all Order of the Phoenix had searched for him to this day, he was still alive and well, as Harry been told. That traitor, who called himself their friend, turned his back on Harry's parents and gave information to Voldemort so he could kill them all. Lucky for them, Sirius got there in time to save them and the whole world from the most evil wizard ever existed, and that was the reason why he was hiding from old servers of Voldemort, though the Ministry awarded him for that and hadn't even sentenced him to Azkaban for using the Killing Curse.

Harry's parents and godfather told him Sirius would have to stay in dog form in public so the Death Eaters wouldn't find him and try to avenge their lord's death. Some of them were still free, and others were caught during a raid on Death Eater activity in a Muggle town a year ago.

Harry cleared his mind and went back to reality. He and his friends stayed up, talking about their O.W.Ls results. When Harry had the chance he told them about the flying motorcycle Sirius gave him for his birthday, which made his two best friends envy him a little, even Draco, who supposedly had everything money could buy.

The common room emptied a little as the time passed by and they felt quite tired around midnight, though Harry felt like he could keep talking with them for hours, to make up for the time he hasn't seen them. But then Draco got up from his seat. "I'm going to bed," he declared with a yawn, as he started to head for the boys dormitories.

"It's still early," Harry said, trying to squeeze in more time with them.

"Yeah... I'm going to sleep, too," Blaise said, also getting up.

"All right, all right..." Harry gave up and they called it off for the night.

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A/N: (1) Just wanted to say that this story might have a romance for Harry in later chapters, it won't take a big part from the plot, but it will still have a romance in it, just a little. ;)
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