Well I'm sorry I never updated like I promised, but I am a man of my word so I will do it now having finally reclaimed the last remnants of my sorry life. Considering it's been so long since I have updated the original plot has gone out the window and thus a new one must be created. Now I have been told that my ability to write a younger version of Harry sucks ass so I'm going to do an escape….a time skip to the end of third year. To any who want to row with me I say this, bite me I'm only fourteen (fifteen soon)

Harry potter, now thirteen looked out from the top of the astronomy tower. It had been two years since he had come to Hogwarts and his life had changed so drastically, not that he was complaining.

Apparently in another world he had been sent to the past by his own magic and lived with the founders of Hogwarts, eventually becoming one himself and creating his own house. Feeling as though he was needed in the future he had devised a means to stop himself from coming back in time and send all of the memories and the means to gaining the powers, wealth and names of himself. Though after two years Harry had hypothesized that he hadn't done anything, Harry believed that Harry had split himself in two and had re-joined himself through instinctive longing to be whole once more, the end result now stood breathing the chilled air of June at a height that many would be afraid of.

In his first year Harry had indeed become whole once more, his older self-had sent his memories and his blood thus merging the two of them while technically keeping his own existence. The methods he had chosen while not only gave his older self his own life, had also enabled the full and complete Harry to grow mentally with time instead of only physically. Harry had spent most of his first year trying to have a normal year, on Halloween a troll had attacked the school and had almost killed a muggleborn student by the name of Hermione Granger. Then he had gotten caught up in a conspiracy that threatened the return of Voldemort and also the means to make the dark lord immortal. Harry, aided by Draco until the end, had beaten the defences guarding the stone and fought the dark lord for the first time in his own memory. In the end he had one and Professor Quirrel, his host, had been reduced to ash while Voldemort fled.

Harry's second year hadn't been much better, he had spent his summer reviewing his older self's memories and learning from them, thus he was really studying ahead for school too. Draco's house elf had broken his father Lucius's bonds for a short time and had come to warn Harry not to go to school for his second year. The elf popped home when Harry threw a fire bolt at it because it had threatened him. If that wasn't enough it had shown that Harry was in trouble for using under age magic, this confused him greatly as he hadn't used a wand. He had used his budding elemental abilities. When Harry had returned to Hogwarts everything went fine except for the fact that Ron had dragged Neville, Seamus and Dean with him to his fathers enchanted car and flown to Hogwarts, in the end they had crashed into the whomping willow. Everything had been fine but once again Harry had been caught up in a conspiracy when at Halloween Filch's cat had been petrified on the second floor corridor, the chamber of secrets had been open. Over the year Harry's crush had been forgotten when he had studied occlumency and he buried everything becoming an emotionless mask to all but those who knew him personally, so at the end of the year Harry was known as one of the most dark people of Hogwarts, especially after everybody had accused him of being the heir of Slytherin, they were right, but they were wrong. They only knew the half they wanted to know. Harry had saved the day again by carrying Ginerva Weasley out of the chamber of secrets; Harry had the sword of phoenix house while Draco had the sword of Slytherin house. They had slain a basilisk together.

Thus the end of Harry's second year and the beginning of his third, he once again spent his summer reviewing memories but this time he had decided to stay at the Leakey cauldron, so at the time his aunt Marge had walked in the door to 4 Privet Drive, she passed Harry who was on his way out. Spending the summer at the Leakey cauldron gave him the chance to practice what he had learned far earlier than ever before so the more he learned the more he practiced. He had shopped for a new wardrobe in Diagon alley so he no longer looked like he was just off the streets and he had then retrieved his house rings and titles from Gringotts, a thousand years ago the title of lord was one of the most treasured things in the Wizarding world, now it was just something that people used to show they were rich. Harry intended to bring honour back to his houses and create a Wizarding world that made sure the efforts of the founders weren't in vain. Harry had decided to study wand lore over the time in Diagon alley. He bought all the books available and even worked for Olivander for a short time. But in the end he had to go back to Hogwarts and for once he was rather reluctant to do so. His third year began with a short visit from the dementors who decided to make Harry his bitch much to Draco's amusement. After fainting he had woken up to Draco looking worried but then laughing up until Harry had told him why he had fainted. The school year went fine again till Halloween, Sirius Black the escaped mass murderer had broken into the school and attempted to break into the Gryffindor tower, all those who believed he was after Harry were confused as to why there, while they didn't know where he stayed, they knew it wasn't in any of their common rooms. Harry acted indifferent but on the inside he had wondered why himself.

So now it was June, Harry once again was pursuing his favourite pastime of standing on the top of the astronomy tower watching the stars and moon. He was pulled from his reminiscing by a person at the bottom of the tower waving him down. He grinned before stepping off the edge and falling down, as he came near the bottom he started to float, eventually he simply hovered there until him slowly and softly reached the ground. Harry smirked as he saw Draco there looking indifferent but his eyes showed fear. "You should work on your occlumency more; your eyes are saying everything you don't." Harry said as the two walked towards the school side by side.

"Yes well you have a lifetime to master this, I didn't." Draco argued back

"And thus you can't complain as I am teaching you." Harry retorted as they reached their room by a secret passage, he opened the door and waved his hand causing magic to encase all the furniture and the walls. He then drew his wand and motioned for Draco to do the same.

Harry didn't have to say any more as Draco launched his spells at Harry who simply batted them aside until Draco showed signs of weakness. When he slowed down on his spell speed Harry struck, twenty seconds later Draco was a dog and bound and gagged. Harry waited a moment before reversing them all and helping Draco to his feet, "on the plus side, your knowledge of spells is getting better…"

"On the bad side I have no patience and need to improve my stamina; yes I know you have told me this at least a hundred times." Draco said with a sigh as he sat down on the chair by the fire, breaking the protection spells on them as he did so.

"If it takes a hundred more times for it to sink in then I will gladly do so. You are my brother in all but blood Draco I will not have you dying because I decided to hoard all my knowledge and secrets away from my friends." Harry said his eyes shining in the firelight.

"You only have two friends so it shouldn't be that hard." Draco said. It had become common practice for him to try and force Harry to associate with others but he never could. Ever since he had mastered occlumency his emotions had been buried so deep Draco presumed they were forever, only he and Neville ever got signs of happiness to show from him and even then it was little. Harry never replied instead he went to bed.

That is how life went for Harry nowadays, he either sat on top of the astronomy tower till dawn or he fought with Draco and went to bed. On the off chance he wasn't doing either of those things he was meditating, trying to inject himself back into the wards of Hogwarts, but to do that he had to bypass the layers and layers that the headmasters of old placed during their time, he didn't have to remove them he simply had to get passed them and inject him into the founders wards, which all others were keyed to.

One day in particular Harry was floating over the grounds of Hogwarts when he saw Ron Weasley get dragged off by a dog into the whomping willow, followed soon by Granger. Harry had half a mind to leave them to it, after all Weasley acted like Harry was the next dark lord so in turn Harry treated him like he was an idiot, not that he wasn't. Granger on the other hand gathered facts to prove her points but concerning Harry she mainly tried to prove he was as evil as Ron said. Harry and Draco often joked that if they had brains the both of them would be as deadly as Voldemort. The dog that had dragged Ron was what intrigued him, he had seen it following him on privet drive, he could have sworn he saw it in knocturn alley when he went looking for wand materials for his studies, and he also saw it during the quidditch match of Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, he was intrigued and so he sent a messenger to Draco to come along and bring the invisibility cloaks.

When Draco arrived no words were said as the two slipped on their cloaks and went into the tunnel that Harry had seen the dog enter. They continued into the tunnel and watched as Hermione and Ron turned to face Sirius Black in the flesh though the latter fell because his leg had been mangled, Harry thought about sending flowers to Black's grave for that simple act alone, he sent a legilimency push to Draco telling him to go inside and the two snuck into the door and listened.

Black was trying to get them to hand over Ron's rat, scabbers, this interested Harry greatly but apparently his sentiments were only shared by Draco as Hermione stood in front of Ron and refused to move, then new noise could be heard Muffled footsteps were echoing up through the floor - someone was moving downstairs.

"WE'RE UP HERE!" Hermione screamed suddenly. "WE'RE UP HERE -

SIRIUS BLACK - QUICK!"

The door of the room burst open in a shower of red sparks and Harry wheeled around as Professor Lupin came hurtling into the room, his face bloodless, his wand raised and ready. His eyes flickered over Ron, lying on the floor, over Hermione, cowering over him and then searching around the room as if trying to find something else before giving up and settling on Black

Then Lupin spoke, in a very tense voice. "Where is he, Sirius?"

Harry looked quickly at Lupin. He didn't understand what Lupin meant. Who was Lupin talking about? He turned to look at Black again. Black's face was quite expressionless. For a few seconds, he didn't move at all. Then, very slowly, he raised his empty hand and pointed straight at Ron. Mystified, Harry glanced around at Ron, who looked bewildered. "But then..." Lupin muttered, staring at Black so intently it seemed he was trying to read his mind, "... why hasn't he shown himself before now? Unless" - Lupin's eyes suddenly widened, as though he was seeing something beyond Black, something none of the rest could see, "—unless he was the one... unless you switched... without telling me?" Very slowly, his sunken gaze never leaving Lupin's face, Black nodded. "Then we must kill him before something happens." With that Lupin offered Black his hand and helped him up.

Harry had had enough waiting, while he may have perfect control over his emotions he was still impatient as a thirteen year old should be. He removed his cloak and spoke in his emotionless voice that he used so often, "I believe you won't be killing anybody unless you tell me what the hell is going on right now."

Black actually looked surprised for the first time that night, "Harry!" He exclaimed, "It's so nice to see you all grown up, you look like your father." Unlike most people Sirius had left out the part about having his mother's eyes, Harry was grateful for the originality but irked at the leaving out of his mother. "I won't have to explain anything if the Weasley boy would hand over his rat." As he said this he gestured to the still squirming lump in his pocket.

Harry looked at Ron and sent a silent wandless compulsion charm to show the rat.

Ron hesitated, and then put a hand inside his robes. Scabbers emerged, thrashing desperately; Ron had to seize his long bald tail to stop him escaping. Lupin moved closer to Ron. He seemed to be holding his breath as he gazed intently at Scabbers.

"What?" Ron said again, holding Scabbers close to him, looking scared.

"What's my rat got to do with anything?"

"That's not a rat," croaked Sirius Black suddenly.

"What d'you mean - of course he's a rat -"

"No, he's not," said Lupin quietly. "He's a wizard."

"An Animagus," said Black, "by the name of Peter Pettigrew."

It took a few seconds for the absurdity of this statement to sink in. Then Ron voiced what most were thinking. "You're both mental."

"Ridiculous!" said Hermione faintly.

"ingenious," said Harry causing everybody to stare at him, "the little traitor is an unregistered Animagus, considering Black is I would presume my father was as well so as to help Lupin during your nights as a teenage werewolf, but when Voldemort died that night because of Peter's betrayal, everybody believed Black killed him when in actual fact Peter had framed him by cutting of his own finger, blasting the gas line and then transforming and running to the sewers. After that he waited with the Weasleys so that when Voldemort returned he would have information from the Weasley family, one of the lightest families in the Wizarding world."

When Harry had finished, Hermione and Ron were looking at him like he was mental, Sirius was looking at him in awe and Remus was looking at him in admiration. But the latter's faces changed to determination as he spoke "Enough of this," said Lupin, and there was a steely note in his voice Harry had never heard before. "There's one certain way to prove what really happened. Ron, give me that rat."

"What are you going to do with him if I give him to you?" Ron asked Lupin tensely.

"Force him to show himself," said Lupin. "If he really is a rat, it won't hurt him."

Ron hesitated. Then at long last, he held out Scabbers and Lupin took him. Scabbers began to squeak without stopping, twisting and turning, his tiny Black eyes bulging in his head. "Ready, Sirius?" said Lupin.

Black had already readied Ron's wand. He approached Lupin and the struggling rat, and his wet eyes suddenly seemed to be burning in his face.

"Together?" he said quietly.

"I think so, said Lupin, holding Scabbers tightly in one hand and his wand in the other. "On the count of three. One - two - THREE!" A flash of blue-white light erupted from both wands; for a moment, Scabbers was frozen in mid-air, his small grey form twisting madly – Ron yelled - the rat fell and hit the floor. There was another blinding flash of light and then it happened.

It was like watching a speeded-up film of a growing tree. A head was shooting upward from the ground; limbs were sprouting; a moment later, a man was standing where Scabbers had been, cringing and wringing his hands. Crookshanks was spitting and snarling on the bed; the hair on his back was standing up. He was a very short man, hardly taller than Harry and Hermione. His thin, colourless hair was unkempt and there was a large bald patch on top. He had the shrunken appearance of a plump man who has lost a lot of weight in a short time. His skin looked grubby, almost like Scabbers's fur, and something of the rat lingered around his pointed nose and his very small, watery eyes. He looked around at them all, his breathing fast and shallow. Harry saw his eyes dart to the door and back again.

"Well, hello, Peter," said Lupin pleasantly, as though rats frequently erupted into old school friends around him. "Long time, no see.

That was all that was said before Harry stunned him much to the surprise of the others, "what? There's no point staying around here when we could be in a warm castle with veritaserum (sp?) and I really need to take a leak. "With that he bound Peter and walked towards the door, Peter floating behind him. Everybody stared at the door before they followed too.

As they walked towards the castle Harry knew what was going to happen and so he sent a telepathic instruction to Draco to make sure Pettigrew got to the castle and stayed there and also to take the other two as well.

And then happen it did, the full moon shone in all its glory and Lupin began to transform, Draco took off his cloak and stunned the two Gryffindors before levitating the three towards Hogwarts. By the time he was out of sight Lupin had changed and it was just Harry and Sirius.

"Harry what are you still doing here, RUN." As the werewolf reared, snapping its long jaws, Sirius disappeared from Harry's side. He had transformed. The enormous, bearlike dog bounded forward. As the werewolf wrenched itself free of the manacle binding it, the dog seized it about the neck and pulled it backward, away from Ron and Pettigrew. They were locked, jaw to jaw, claws ripping at each other. Lupin smacked Padfoot aside before turning to Harry who was also no longer there, he had also transformed only in his case it had been a wolf, just like Padfoot though this wolf was twice the size of a normal wolf almost as long and tall as the werewolf. While Moony may have smacked Padfoot aside, he had no choice but to try and beat Harry into submission as he was a wolf which was exactly what Harry had been hoping for.

They bit, scratched, and howled for what seemed like hours until it finally ended, when Moony tried to hold Harry down by the neck Harry had bitten his hand and forced Moony to move off him, Harry then head-butted Moony causing him to stagger, Harry used this momentum to bite Moony's neck.

Moony eventually stopped struggling and whined, when Harry mad sure he had been beaten he transformed back but still kept his abnormally large canines to warn Moony.

Harry turned to the unconscious Sirius who had reverted and hefted him onto Moony's back and walked to the castle with the Animagus and werewolf in tow.