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I hope you enjoy this story that I got from katie13 (yes another one) that she said that she had never put up on this site.

Chapter 26

Sirius smiled and hugged Harry gently. He brushed a strand of hair away from his godson's eyes: "Oh Harry, of course I am not mad at you for something like this. I know you didn't break the glass on purpose."

Harry was still looking a little doubtful and Sirius decided to change the subject: "We'll eat now, and after breakfast we can do anything you like, alright?"

Harry offered a tentative smile: "Alright, daddy."

Sirius ruffled his hair fondly. Before anything else could be said and done, a big barn owl flew in through the open window and dropped a letter in Sirius' hand.

Harry felt fascinated by the big bird, but the owl ignored him completely and soared out of the window again. Harry sighed a little in disappointment and started on his breakfast.

Sirius meanwhile and unfolded the letter. He frowned deeply when he recognized the ministry's seal.

Dear Mr. Black,

I, Cornelius Fudge, Minister of magic, Order of Merlin, Second Class, request your godson, Mr. Harry James Potter, to see a psychiatrist, for I have reason to believe that he is not in his right mind. One of the ministry's best psychiatrists, Sara Books, will be at your house on Friday, at 9 am sharp. She will talk to young Harry Potter and see if she can not help him. Thank you for your time.

Cornelius Fudge

(Current Minister of Magic, Order of Merlin, Second Class, Winner of Witch Weekly's "Most pompous Man of the Year Award" in 1994, former leader of the D.O.L.T. Department in the M.O.M.)

Sirius growled and crumpled the letter into a small ball. He was extremely angry at this because he KNEW that Fudge had no right to do anything that involved Harry in any way without asking his, Sirius', permission first. He looked at Harry and sighed. Harry looked up questioningly, but Sirius shook his head and sat down at the table himself, starting on his breakfast.

They ate in silence. After Sirius had finished, he gave his godson a small smile.

"Are you done?"

Harry smiled back shyly: "I'm done, daddy."

Sirius smiled and ruffled Harry's hair again. Together, they put their plates in the sink and watched as they magically cleaned themselves.

After that, Sirius felt a light tug at his sleeve. Harry was staring up at him with those huge green eyes, looking slightly apprehensive.

"Can you read to me again?"

Sirius sighed. He really hated to disappoint Harry, and the small boy looked so hopeful….. Sirius kneeled down so he was at Harry's eye level.
"Kiddo, would you be mad at me if I told you to watch TV for now?"

Harry looked a little disappointed, but not angry. Then, he brightened again: "Will you read to me later?"

Sirius smiled inwardly, thinking that even if he hadn't wanted to read to Harry before, he couldn't have refused now that Harry's pleading, innocent eyes were fixed on him: "Of course, Harry."

Harry grinned happily: "Ok then!"

And with that, he bounced off happily into the direction of the living room. He turned on the TV and zapped through the different channels till he found a cartoon that interested him.

Sirius smiled when he saw that Harry would be alright on his own and set off to his office to write a response letter to a certain minister of magic, Order of Merlin, Second Class, Winner of Witch Weekly's "Most pompous Man of the Year Award" in 1994, former leader of the D.O.L.T. Department in the M.O.M.

Sirius frowned, trying to remember what the D.O.L.T. department was. Ah yes, the Department Of Leisure and Tournaments. It had been renamed to Department of Magical Games and Sports a few years ago.

Sirius sat down at his desk and took out a quill and parchment. Then, he began formulating his letter to Fudge.

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