Author's Note: So, Bill is secret keeper for both the Borrow and Godrics Hollow but lives with Fleur and Charlie somewhere else. At Godrics Hollow the original D.A members are staying. They are: Dean, Seamus, Fred, George, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. The Order members are either staying at Grimmauld place or the Burrow. Voldemort did take over the Minstery and the Minster himself is dead.

Sirius knelt down next to Harry, "Prongslet, please wake up! Move do something."

Harry lied still on the cold alley floor, unconscious. His head was still bleeding from the hit earlier and his robes were torn up. Sirius had tears of fright running down his face as another explosion could be heard over head. He panicked, he didn't know what to do, "Prongslet, Harry come on." Sirius picked Harry up in his arms and grabbed the other portkey just in time.

Sirius held Harry closer with every passing second, afraid of being separated. He finally felt the floor of the Dungeons underneath and loosened his grip, only a little.

"Padfoot, there -," The younger Sirius stopped mid sentence and fell to the ground beside the older Sirius. "What happened?"

The older Sirius had tears running down his face, "Moony! Help, someone help Harry."

Everyone froze and slowly looked down at Harry. Within two seconds everyone was surrounding the older Sirius who was bent over Harry, a death grip on him.

The older Lupin tried to get out Harry out of the older Sirius' grip but didn't get anywhere, "Padfoot, you need to let me see him. Let me have Harry, please."

"No, don't touch him," The older Sirius screamed. "He's going to be okay, just don't touch him, he's mine."

"I will count to three then I'll go get," The older Lupin took a dramatic pause as the older Sirius looked up at him, "Lily."

The older Sirius' eyes got wide and looked down at Harry. He know if Lily got involved they all would be dead and Sirius might never be able to see Harry again. But he didn't care, "No! He's mine." The older Sirius repeated. "He's mine and you can't have him. Go away."

"Expelliarmus."

The older Sirius fell back against the opposite wall. The other's stood up and their mouths dropped shocked. "Padfoot is going to kill you, Moony," James said, taking a step away from the older Lupin.

The older Lupin glared at him, "Prongs, Padfoot, get Sirius and put in him a bed up stairs. Lupin watch the other Death Eaters, I'll have to look at Harry."

A few hours later….

"Is he going to be okay?" James asked sitting on the bed next to Harry.

It was half way through the night and Harry still hadn't regain consciousness. Sirius was still out cold lying in a separate bed, next to Harry.

"He's breathing," The older Lupin sighed. "He'll come around soon."

"Padfoot is going to kill you," James laughed. "I can't believe you did that."

"He wouldn't give me Harry, who was bleeding a lot," Lupin pointed out. "You would have done the same."

James stared at him, "No, I wouldn't cause I don't have a death wish."

Lupin rolled his eyes as the younger Sirius and Lupin walked in.

"Lily wasn't to happy with me," The younger Sirius said. "She almost murdered me. She really wants to know where Harry is."

"Don't feel bad, Padfoot. Old Padfoot is going to kill old Moony," James said, smiling.

"He's not-" The older Lupin started but everyone's head flew over to Harry who moaned and moved his head, "Prongslet? Harry?"

"My head hurts," Harry looked as though he could hardly open his eyes.

"That's because you hit your head pretty hard," The older Lupin said. "Harry, I want you to follow my fingers."

The older Lupin placed two separate fingers on separate hands in front of Harry's face and moved them in opposite directions, "Harry, follow my fingers! Harry my fingers!" Lupin ordered when Harry didn't follow them both. "Harry, follow my freaking fingers."

"I can't when your fingers are going opposite ways," Harry retorted.

The older Lupin smiled, "You seem to be fine."

"Where is Sirius?" Harry looked around at the faces, looking down at him.

The older Lupin knew this was the calm before the storm. He knew he better wake Sirius up before Harry got mad, "He's been passed out."

"Why?" Harry wondered.

"I stunned him," The older Lupin smiled, proud of himself.

Harry put his hand to his head and closed his eyes in pain, "Sirius isn't awake and I'm in pain why?"

"He wouldn't-" The older Lupin started.

"No," Harry interrupted. "Moony look. Sirius is going to kill you either way. So either you wake him up or I scream out in pain and wake him up. Your choice."

The older Lupin sighed, "Harry, it was for your own good. He wouldn't-"

"Sirius!" Harry yelled and the same moment glass exploded.

The older Sirius' eyes shot open but the straps contained him, "What the bloody hell? Why am I tied to a bed, Moony?"

"I didn't want you flipping out!" The older Lupin explained.

Harry waved his hand in the direction of Sirius and the straps disappeared. In one second Sirius was lying in the bed and in another second he was hugging Harry, "Prongslet, I thought I lost you. Are you okay?"

Harry smiled, "Padfoot, I'm fine."

Sirius eyed him, "Are you sure?"

Harry rolled his eyes, "This is your fault, you know."

Sirius' mouth fell open, "I didn't cause the explosion. It wasn't my fault you hit your head."

"But if you just let me help like I wanted, I wouldn't have gotten hurt," Harry pointed out.

"I didn't want you getting hurt," Sirius barked.

Harry pointed to the bandage across his head, "I still ended up getting hurt. Amazing huh?"

"At least you're alive," Sirius smiled.

"Thanks to me," The older Lupin said, unmoved.

Sirius pounced the older Lupin, "If you ever, ever, stun me again when he's hurt, I swear I'll kill you!"

"You didn't see the consequence in," The older Lupin yelled back.

"The what?" Sirius asked.

"The catastrophe was to important to go unnoticed," Lupin retorted.

"I don't care," Sirius argued. "You stunned me when my godson was hurt."

Lupin rolled his eyes, "You are so obnoxious, Sirius. Listen to yourself."

"Stop using big words!" Sirius demanded. "You are so hard to understand sometimes."

"Why? Because I actually read a dictionary?" The older Lupin yelled.

"I don't think they like our terminology," The younger Lupin responded. "They don't like that we're smarter than them."

"We can use big words also," James sounded offended.

"You can but they can't," The older Lupin smiled and pointed to both Sirius' and Harry.

"Can too," Harry defended.

"Prove it," With that the younger Lupin crossed his arms.

Author's note: The next chapter is just a chapter about words. I had a great time with a dictionary and thesaurus. So yeah.

Sorry it took so long but I got really lazy but I have good news. One paper, this story is already done and the sequel is already started so yeah.

So please review because I love when I get reviews. It makes me feel good as an author! Thanks for everything you all have done and I'll try to get the next chapter up soon!