A low buzz sounded in Harry's ears, signifying his waking up. Everything was black, and after a dazed moment, he realized he couldn't open his eyes, nor move any part of his body. In fact, he couldn't even feel his body. Fear filled him as his thought scrambled for an answer. The memories of his fight with Renwick shot back at him, along with the voice of the person who had saved him. Who had it been? I can't remember who found me… Where am i? Am I dead? These thoughts circled around his head, keeping him distracted from the fact that he was slowly starting to be connected with his body again.

The buzzing began to grow faintly louder, and eventually turned into people talking. "Is he going to be ok Madam Pomfrey?" asked the quivering, exahusted voice of a man. Remus, Harry's heart flipped at the sound of his guardian's voice. You're ok… What about Sirius?

"Yes," said Madam Pomfrey's voice from further away. "He'll be just fine. The cruciatus curse has some nasty side effects, but it wasn't used long enough to cause any permanent damage, Remus." Her voice sounded tired, much like Remus' voice.

"He's so still though; he hasn't so much as flinched since we brought him in. Usually after the cruciatus curse, the victim shakes for quite some time, but he's not even moving!" Remus all but moaned out. I'm perfectly fine Remus, but where is Sirius?! Harry wished he could scream it out to the world. Was Sirius ok? Was he alive? Where is he?

There was a bit of shuffling as someone draped a blanket over him. "Thanks for helping him Poppy, I know you're utterly exhausted so I can take over watching him for a while."

"Nonsense!" Madame Pomfrey snapped. "You've been up 24/7 to stay with that boy, and you haven't gotten a wink of sleep since he got here. Go lay down for a while Remus, and I'll get you if he wakes up."

"No. I can't sleep knowing that he's still…" Remus trailed off, sounding utterly heartbroken.

"Remus! His life is no longer in danger. All you are doing is unnecessarily depriving yourself of sleep. I know you are a worried parent but you need to go get some sleep. If the roles were reversed, you would not want Harry to lose sleep over you. So, go to bed Remus. You can even sleep right there."

He heard Remus let out a sigh of relent. "Very well, you are right. Thanks again Poppy, and if Sirius arrives, can you please wake me up?"

Harry never heard Poppy's answer, as he was too caught up in what Remus had just said. Sirius is ok… He's alive, he's fine. Relief of the likes that Harry had never felt before filled him as he thought to himself over and over again; Sirius is alive! All grew silent in the room, wherever Harry was, and he eventually fell asleep.

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"Harry, please, please wake up," came a voice, bringing Harry from the foggy depths of his mind. Unable to open his eyes, Harry was just happy with the fact that he could feel his body. A hand was wrapped around his own. "Come on son, I need to know that you're ok. You're freaking Remus and I out pup." Harry found the connection to his hand and squeezed Sirius' hand gently.

Harry felt Sirius jump from the sudden movement. "Oh Harry! Are you awake? Open your eyes Harry, please!" Harry's heart leapt from the relieved tone of his Godfather. Mustering all his will, he peeled open his eyelids and was met by a very bright room and a very blurry figure looming over him. Beside him, Sirius fumbled in his pocket and grabbed Harry's glasses, before sliding them onto his Godson's face.

"Thanks," Harry croaked out as he struggled to sit up.

"Easy there!" Sirius exclaimed, leaning over to help Harry into a sitting position. "You've been out of it for six days now, so you're going to be a bit groggy."

"Six days?!"

Sirius' expression was solemn. "Yeah. There was a point in time where even Madam Pomfrey wasn't sure you were going to make it. You're heart beat started slowing and you seemed to shut down for almost four hours; but it all picked back up after. You had Remus and I worried to death Harry. What you did was foolish, but we will discuss that when you're healthier."

"What happened to Renwick?" Harry asked before a cough raked through him. Sirius immediately rubbed his hand down Harry's back, soothing the boy.

"Renwick was captured by the Auror's and has been sent to a trail, and is expected to receive the Dementor's kiss within the next few days. All thanks to you Harry, but that is far from praise. Of all the stupidest things a teenager could do, you went above and beyond. Chasing a Death Eater… My God Harry, I thought I was going to have a heart attack when you took off after Renwick! And then, when we arrived at the field and we saw you just lying there, I thought we were too late. You can't do that Harry, ever again."

"I thought we were going to chew him out after he was released from the infirmary," said Remus' voice from the doorway. Harry's head shot to the left, looking at his werewolf guardian. It was then that he noticed both Remus and Sirius' conditions. Both men had deep dark circles beneath their eyes, and looked exhausted. Remus' hair was shaggy, while Sirius' was a tangled mess after having run his hand through it dozens of times. Harry also noticed that they hadn't been eating very well.

Looking away from both men, Harry looked down at his hands vaguely noticing that Renwick's words were no longer etched into his arm. "I'm sorry," he spoke out, his voice hoarse and quiet. "I can't say how sorry I am for doing this to both of you. However, I can't say that I regret it. You both want to know what happened in my dream; I saw the prospect of the future. Remus, you were getting attacked by Greyback and perhaps others! Sirius, you… you d-died! I watched him preform the cruciatus curse on you, I watched him shout Avada Kedavra, and I watched you die! That almost destroyed me, and the cruciatus curse preformed on me will never compare to the pain when I thought you were both dead… I… I'm sorry."

Harry placed his head in his hands trying to hide his tears. He felt Sirius kneel on his bed in front of him, and Remus sit down beside him. Sirius pulled Harry's hands away from his face and made him look in his eyes. "Harry James Potter," Sirius said firmly but softly, a small pained smile gracing his lips. "We're both here, and we're both ok. We aren't going anywhere. Take a deep breath… there you go. I wish you did not have to see that, but it never happened. It is our job to take care of you pup, not the other way around."

"We understand why you did it Harry, don't doubt that," Remus said, placing his arm around the crying boy. "However, you mustn't do something so reckless again. If it wasn't for Renwick's sadistic ways and love for torture, we would have lost you today."

With a slight nod, Harry looked up at Remus and Sirius. "Thanks, both of you for caring for me. I love you, both of you. I know I should have said it earlier, but I didn't realize it until I faced off with Renwick." Harry was suddenly engulfed in a three-way hug.

"We love you too, Prongslet," Sirius murmured as he squeezed his Godson tightly. "Now, you need to get some rest so that we can all go home tomorrow."

Harry shifted into his dog form, and cuddled deeply under the blankets. He barked softly at his guardians once. "Night cub," Remus said as he ruffled Harry's fur.

"Night Harry," Sirius said, placing a kiss onto Harry's head. "We'll be right here if you need us." Remus and Sirius lay together on the bed next to Harry's. Harry gave a friendly growl before shutting his eyes. It wasn't long before sleep claimed him.