A:N: Hello, fellow readers! Thanks for all of the reviews! Reviews keep me going! So I had a few requests, and I intend to apply them to my writing as much as I can. One was: The vocabulary was too confusing. Yes, I believe this is true, and I will try to use more understandable words in the future. If I am just dying to use a big word, I'll add a definition at the end of the chapter.

The next request, wasn't really a request, but someone pointed out that the Durselys were a little too nice. I do have a reason for this. You'll find out in this chapter, so no need to worry.

I also had someone ask if Remus would appear, and if Sirius would continue his explanation about magic. Do not worry, I have the plot planned out. I know what's going to happen, and Sirius will continue his explanation soon. I won't answer the other question, though. We'll just keep that a surprise.

Thank you, and enjoy.

Harry, and Sirius made their way back through the emergency exit. Though Harry had previously found the exit dark, and eerie, he now found it acceptable, or relaxing.

He and Sirius trudged through the thick carpet, and held their breathe waiting for someone to catch Sirius.

Harry was surprised with himself when he realized that he trusted Sirius. He didn't feel anytime of connection in the beginning, but now something was coming on. He felt like he new Sirius like the back of his hand.

"Harry," Sirius asks,

"Yes?" Harry Answered,

"I imagine you still want to hear about magic, right?" Sirius says, with ease.

"Well," Harry began, "I guess I would very much so like to find out more, but I need to know more about what you're doing, and where you're taking me. What will the Durselys think of all this?"

"Harry, I'm not sure I can answer completely, but I guess you're obligated to know."

"Go on, then. Tell me what you can."

"Alright," Sirius agreed, "I'm going to take you to the home where I grew up. It's not too far from here actually. It's called Grimauld Place #12. It's used for some very special and important things. Me, myself, am not too fond of the house, but there's no where else to go. It is much more enjoyable when there's company, if I might add."

Harry took a deep breathe, and cocked his head forward. He wanted Sirius to continue. "Okay, and the Durselys. I can't exactly tell you what they'll do about the situation, but they know you're with me. They know you won't be coming back."

Harry's eyes practically bulged out of their sockets. He suddenly felt shunned from the truth. The Durselys must have known he was a wizard then, right?

"They know!" Harry said, a little too, loud. "So they know about magic, so they know I'm a wizard?" Harry questioned,

Sirius ran his fingers through his hair, when he realized it had been pulled back. Sighing, Sirius said this,

"Yes, yes, they know. I understand that you're probably upset that no one told you, but it was for your safety."

Harry languished, but did not abjure.

"I guess that's why they were so nice today..."

Light began to pour in front of them. The outline of the door were lines of light. The two of them had lingered for a while in the escape tunnel, so their eyes grew accustomed to the dark lighting.

"Well, here we are." Sirius stated, "I hope I don't look like too much of a fool." He chuckled, and Harry smiled.

"So, where are we off to?" Harry asked, with innocence in his eyes, as he and Sirius left through the door inconspicuously.

"Anywhere where we won't be seen."

"Wait, you said we were going to Grim... Grima-"

"Grimauld Place #12. Yes, we are headed there."

"Well, then-"

"We need to find a way of transportation."

"But, you said it's not that f-"

"It isn't, but we can get there fast."

"Ho-"

"You'll see..."

Harry was beginning to feel like they would never get anywhere. He and Sirius where seemingly walking, and walking in circles. But Sirius was determined to find a place hidden.
"This place looks good!" Harry suggested, as they neared a park.

"Eh, it's too public."

"No, look. Those bathrooms over there, you see them?" Harry said as he pointed a finger to a abandoned looking joint.

"Yes." Answered Sirius.

"Well, they're closed. They were renovating them, but the city took a bunch of money away to build that shopping mall." Harry turned back, to show Sirius the mall.

Sirius stood there for a moment, stroking his beard. Harry took it that he was considering this. "Well?" Asked Harry,

"Erm, I don't know." Sirius tapped his foot. "Okay, we can check it out."

The park was settled on dying yellow grass, surrounded by a metal fence. There was a teeter totter, and a carousel, a set of swings, too. But other than that it had been a pretty empty park.

Not many people visited. Harry once, though, went with Dudley last July. Harry didn't like the park anyway. It was dirty, and rusty. No interest there.

"It looks pretty empty." Sirius observed,

It was indeed pretty empty, but occasionally a car would pas by on the street behind.

"Let's check it out." Harry suggested, and he and Sirius meandered through the tall grasses. They were on a slight incline, so as they walked through, Harry began to feel his calf muscles working. The two were lucky it was cloudy, for the journey towards the park would be a hot one if it hadn't been cloudy and cold.

Past the carousel, then the teeter totter, now the swings. The abandoned wreckage of the partially reconstructed restroom stood before them.

Sirius seemed confident that no one would see them.

"Okay. Let's give it a go." Sirius said, he walked up to the building, and grasped the edges of a board, blocking their way into the bathroom.

Harry was quick to jump in and help. Together, they pried each broad off.

Sirius swiped his hand together, and entered the, now door less, loo. "Come, come, Harry!" Sirius said, in a projected whisper, harry followed behind, and entered the bathroom.

It was floor less, and a rancid sent filled his nostrils. "Quick, now!" Sirius said, leading Harry into a stall.

Sirius locked the stall, and pulled his wand from his pocket. "Grab my arm." Sirius said, Harry almost hesitated to ask why, but he became aware of Sirius's urgency.

He took his arm, and FLASH! Suddenly Harry was being twisted, and turned, and stretched out. He suddenly felt sick, and the bitter taste of vomit filled his mouth.

A:N:Ha, ha! Here it is! Hope you liked it! Review!

Languished: to be or become weak or feeble; droop; fade.

Abjure: to renounce or give up under oath; forswear

Loo: Bathroom :/

Inconspicuously: not conspicuous, noticeable, or prominent.

Meandered: to wander aimlessly

Projected: to use one's voice forcefully enough to be heard at a distance, as in a theater.

A:N: These aren't necessarily big words, but not everyone knows the definition. Thanks again. :)