DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER!! DUH!! You all can take a collective breath at the devastating news I'm sure… Lol.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm really sorry about the wait. My laptop died like a day after I posted the last chapter and I was unable to get this chapter done… However, I had the chance to post a new chapter on Harry Potter and the Much Needed Family!! So that was good! Anyway I hope you guys like this chapter because Sirius is going kick the Dursleys from here to Timbuktu! YAY!

Chapter Seven: Serious Sirius Butt-kicking Action Begins!

Sirius stood outside the Dursley's house with Remus at his side; a scruffy barn owl was perched on the werewolf's shoulder. He had gotten his young cousin, Nymphadora Tonks, to watch over little Harry. She seemed more than pleased to take the job. Presently the man found himself drawing in deep breaths, trying desperately to calm himself before meeting with these horrid muggles. Remus placed a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Just don't let me do anything illegal to them, okay?" Sirius said faintly.

"I won't, don't worry," Remus replied, smiling reassuringly at his childhood friend.

Sirius raised his fist and rapped firmly on the front door of the quaint little home. A boy, if that's what one would call it (the kid looked more like a whale to Sirius), answered the door. Sirius then realized that the whale of a boy was actually the Dursley child, Dudley. It had been hard to tell at first since the boy was nearly covered in what looked like chocolate.

"What you want, huh?" he demanded.

"We're looking for your parents. We have a few things to discuss with them," Sirius informed the ghastly child.

"Mummy! There's two mans at the door!" he shouted, running off through the house wildly. Sirius suddenly felt relieved that Harry didn't behave so abominably. He didn't think he would be able to handle it.

"Okay, Diddy-kins, Mummy's coming, lovey," a woman cooed, strolling casually to the door. Her eyes popped at the sight of the two men in the doorway. "Y-you're that m-man that c-came f-for L-Lily's b-boy!"

"Indeed," Sirius replied frostily. He glared at Petunia Dursley as if she was the worst thing to have ever entered the world. "Lily's boy, as you called him, is exactly why we're here. We need to talk to you and your husband."

"W-well V-Vernon is o-off at the g-grocer's at the m-moment," Petunia stammered fearfully. Her beady eyes darted around desperately like a mouse trying to find an escape route.

"Not to worry, ma'am," Remus said with a more intimidating smile than comforting. "We can wait."

The two of them forced their way into the home. Petunia, too afraid to actually say anything, pulled one of her famous sour looks, eyeing the owl with disgust. She looked like a very animated, disgruntled horse.

I wonder how badly I can scare her without giving her heart attack… Sirius mused. Remus, however, was deliberating the chances of getting away with attacking the Dursleys on a full moon as long as he made it look like an accident.

"C-can I-I g-get y-you s-some t-tea," Petunia spluttered, her voice abnormally high and squeaky. Sirius found himself doubting that she was really asking out of hospitality.

Probably afraid of what we'll do to her if she's not nice, Sirius thought sourly.

"I'd love some," Remus replied, straining to keep his voice cheerful.

"One for me too," Sirius said, not even bothering to watch his tone, letting the words spew from behind his clenched teeth. Catching the acid in Sirius' tone, Petunia gave a little squeak of agreement and ran off into the kitchen.

Sirius and Remus sat stiffly in the living room, where Dudley was watching the television at an obnoxiously loud volume. The two men paid it no mind though as they were simply trying to control their tempers in order to keep from mutilating the Muggle family. Sirius found the hundreds of pictures of Dudley very unnerving. Not to mention the fact that he couldn't find a single frame with Harry's smiling face behind the glass. As a matter of fact, there wasn't even any sign that the child had lived there only two days ago. He seriously doubted that any of the toys that littered the floor had ever been his godson's. He could smell the pungent scent of house cleaner, and it made him restless and irritable as if he was in a sanitation cell. The spotless shine of the linoleum and the dirt-free carpet was unnaturally creepy. He vaguely wondered how many times his tiny godson had been forced on his hands and knees to clean those spotless floors. And he was willing to bet that little Diddy-kins, stuffing his face on the floor, had never even been asked to check to the mail.

Meanwhile back at the Padfoot Residence, Harry was trying to decide if he liked Miss Tonks. He wasn't sure if she wanted to be called Miss Tonks, but he thought he should say it to be polite anyway. She seemed nice enough. She talked kindly and ruffled his hair, but she wasn't Sirius.

He missed Sirius very much. And Harry knew that he wouldn't be allowed to be with Sirius every minute of the day, but when the man went away it made Harry upset. He had almost cried when Sirius told him that he would be leaving Harry in the morning, but he managed to keep from doing so with the promise of his return later that day.

Besides, Miss Tonks wasn't all that bad. She had made him grilled cheese for lunch and even played tag outside with him. And even now as he was tucked into bed for a nap, she was reading to him from one of the books Sirius had bought him.

She wasn't Sirius, but she was still good. Yeah… Still good… Harry decided as he closed his eyes and allowed sleep to claim him.

"Petunia! I'm back! I got those biscuits you said you liked. And got some more chocolate treats for Dud-" Vernon stopped short when he noticed the two men sitting rigidly on his sofa in the family room. "What the hell are you doing here? If you're trying to return the little freak I won't allow it! That twerp was a thorn in my side! It was good riddance when you lot took-" Vernon wasn't able to finish for Sirius's fist had collided with his beefy left cheek, sending him tumbling in a heap on the floor. Dudley squealed like the pig he was and fled to the corner while Petunia shuffled frantically into the room, placing herself in front of her lump of a son.

"How DARE you!" Sirius roared. He was beyond livid. "YOU EVIL SCATHING MONSTER! YOU SHOULD HAVE CONSIDERED YOURSELF LUCKY TO HAVE THE BLESSING TO RAISE SUCH A WONDERFUL CHILD! INSTEAD YOU BEAT HIM! HARRY DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOUR FAMILY, YOU FILTHY ROTTEN BASTARD!

"AND YOU!" Sirius rounded on Petunia who squeaked in reply. "HARRY IS LILY'S SON! YOUR OWN FLESH AND BLOOD! HOW COULD YOU SIT BY AND LET HIM SUFFER? YOU KNOW IF LILY HAD BEEN IN YOUR SHOES AND HAD TO TAKE YOUR SON, SHE WOULD HAVE RAISED HIM AS HER OWN, WITH LOVE AND AFFECTION! HOW COULD YOU?"

"NOW WAIT JUST A MOMENT, SIR!" Vernon interrupted, finally righting himself and gaining the courage to speak up. "WE NEVER SAID WE WANTED THE BOY! PETUNIA'S SISTER HADN'T EVEN CONTACTED US IN THREE YEARS BEFORE HE WAS DUMPED ON OUR DOOR STEP! WE NEVER WANTED YOUR LOT'S NONSENSE TO INFERFERE WITH OUR LIFE! I KNEW HE WOULD BE THE SAME AS HIS WRETCHED PARENTS! I SWORE I'D BEAT THE ABNORMALITY OUT OF HIM, IF IT WAS THE LAST THING I'D EVER DO!"

"That's quite enough!" Remus ordered as Sirius opened his mouth to spit out his next reply. "I care not what your intentions were, Dursley. The fact of the matter remains thus, you beat a child! A three-year-old toddler was beaten at your hand. Now, our lot, as you refer to us as, does not take kindly to abuse from the hands of your lot inflicted on one of our own. So, that brings us precisely to the topic we came to discuss with you. We, meaning Sirius and I, are pressing charges against you and your wife in terms of severe child neglect and abuse on Harry Potter."

"And you expect me to accept these terms?" Vernon spat through clenched teeth.

"Not in the least, but nonetheless we must inform you first, according to our laws," Remus replied. He was having a hard time controlling the animalistic part of him, and he was sure his golden eyes were flashing dangerously.

Vernon seemed to have noticed their feral flash, because he immediately began to splutter in protest. However, he was immediately cut off by Remus: "We have the paperwork here for you. Read and sign them and send them with the owl." He gestured to the barn owl that had taken refuge on the mantel during the commotion. "And now we will take our leave. Let's go, Sirius."

Sirius glared at Dursley with a look that should have struck him dead on sight. "This isn't over Dursley," he growled, low, but for some reason it was more menacing than when he had been yelling. "You're lucky I didn't curse you right here and now. When this is all over, I will make sure you have suffered as much as Harry has." And with that Sirius swept out the front door after Remus.

The two of them walked down the street toward the Apparition site for a while before Remus turned to Sirius. "Are you okay?" he questioned.

"No," Sirius replied truthfully. "I wanted to mutilate them!"

"I know," Remus replied sympathetically. "Me too."

"I hope he gets at least seven years in Azkaban!" Sirius said. "Her too!"

"Me too," Remus replied. "But we have to be patient and wait it out."

"I know," Sirius sighed. "You're right… It's just when he was talking about Harry like that… I just… I don't know. I just snapped."

"It's okay. The hard part is over. Now, all we have to do is convince the court. But with all the evidence, that should be no problem."

"Yeah," Sirius said, taking a deep breath. "Let's go home!" With that the two of them Apparated back to the cottage to find Tonks and Harry on the living room floor reading.

Tonks looked up. "Oh hey!" she said. "You should see this! This kid's a genius!"

"Sirwius!" Harry squealed, running over to his godfather and hugging him tight. "You'wre back!"

"Hey, kiddo," Sirius chuckled. "Did you have a good time?"

"Uh huh!"

"I'm not kidding, Siri," Tonks said. "Your kid's a genius!"

"What are you talking about?" asked Sirius, laughing.

"I'll show you. Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Why don't you read this to Sirius?"

"Otay!" Harry hurried forward and took the children's book from Tonks' hands. He then pulled Sirius over to the couch and crawled up onto his lap, opening the book. Remus and Tonks followed. Harry began reading:

"Once opun a time, der was a pwetty wittle witch named Clawa. She wuved to sing and sing awll day. She pwayed wif da bwack cats. And she pwayed wif da gween fwogs. And she pwayed wif da bwue burds. But most of awll she wiked to play wif da beautifuwl butturfwies!"

As Harry leaned against Sirius' chest, he proceeded to read the story of Clara the witch from start to finish. When he turned to the final page, Harry inhaled deeply in excitement and squirmed around on his godfather's lap before exclaiming:

" And Clawa was awways tankful even wen it wained! Da End!"

Sirius was in shock.

"Now, Harry?" Tonks said.

"Yeah?"

"What was that story about?"

"Wewl it was about a wittle witch named Clawa. She wuved pwaying wif da butturfwies. But wen it wained and dey went away she cwied. Da dood faiwy made it sunny fowrever as wong as Clawa dinnit cwy. Da butturfwies tame back. But den da feeld died wif no wain and da butturfwies left adain. And Clawa cwied. Da dood faiwy tame back and made it wain adain as wong as Clawa would be tankful fowr wat she had. And Clawa did… And den dat was da end…" Harry looked around at all the shocked faces in the room. "What?"

"Harry," Sirius tried, but it sounded more like a squeak. He cleared his throat and tried again. "Harry?"

"Huh?"

"Who taught you to read?"

"I teached mine self."

"How?"

"I dunno?" Harry replied. "I dust did."

"Harry?" Remus cut in.

"Yeah?"

"What's two plus two?"

"Fowr!" Harry replied automatically.

"Okay…" Remus said. "What ten plus eight-teen?'

"Umm… twenny-eight."

"Did you teach yourself math too?" Sirius asked.

"Uh-huh," Harry replied. "Is dat bad?"

"No!" All three shouted, causing Harry to jump, startled.

"Sorry, Prongslet. We didn't mean to startle you, but this is very, very good!" Sirius told the toddler gently.

"It is?"

"Oh yeah!" Sirius said smiling proudly. He hugged the boy to him and nipped at his neck to tickle him. "You're so smart!" Harry was sent into a peal of giggles as his godfather tickled him. The three adults were happy to hear Harry's joy, but they also realized that there was a lot more to the toddler than they originally thought.

A/N: Oh my gosh I'm so sorry about the wait!! But like I said before it really wasn't my fault!! Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter! You finally get to see a glimpse of how Harry is a tad bit different from other children is age! I mean what three-year-old do you know that can read a whole book and add? If you have prodigy as a three-year-old don't answer that question! Lol! Anyway, I finally got my laptop back so hopefully we won't have anymore problems with it! On a lighter note though.. I got a new cell phone!! Lol. Not that you all would care, but… yeah…. R&R