Hey peoples! It's again time for chapter eight. Sorry if Remus or Sirius seem a little ooc to you but this is how I think they would act.
P.s yes it will all be found out about soon and I have it all worked out, so be patient my little readers
Disclaimer: do we have to go over this every time? "Sigh" *looks into mirror* yup I called it I'm still not j.k.
"I.... It's really nothing Sirius; don't even worry another minute about it." Harry said as he packed up the rest of his stuff while trying to look as casual as normal.
Nevertheless, it didn't seem like Sirius wanted believe him, he wanted Harry to trust him enough to just come right out with it. However, clearly that's not the way things were going, Harry was denying there even was scars.
So the godfather stopped packing with Harry and took to just looking at him with that overly concerned gaze.
"Really." Harry said once he realized Sirius wasn't buying it.
Finally, he gave in and made a mental note to himself to bring it up once Harry was at home with him.
"Well then I'm all packed." Harry proclaimed. Although all he had was his trunk and Hedwig's cage. Sirius would have thought that he would have owned more but this time he let it side.
"Well then let's go down and join Remus to see how he's doing." Sirius suggested.
Therefore, Harry put his owl's cage on top of his school trunk and started to wheel it down after Sirius. He heard the animagus laugh to himself before they went down the stairs and as they ended them, he turned back to Harry.
"I remember the first time I saw you with that thing," he stated while gesturing to his trunk and Hedwig, "You were running down the street with it and then got picked up by the night bus."
Harry couldn't help but laugh himself; he remembered how scared he felt when he saw Sirius in the bushes. Had It hade been now then he probably would have ran up and hugged the dog senseless.
"Ha that was the night I blew up my aunt." Harry commented all of a sudden feeling this need to bring it up. It was almost as if sub conically he wanted to talk about all his problems at the Dursleys.
Sirius looked back to raise his eyebrows at the boy-who-lived but stayed silent. Even though we could all clearly tell there was laughter in his eyes and a smile threatening to break out on his face. That was defiantly a story he would have to hear later.
They keep their pace though and were soon back in the room with the others. As Harry sat down next to Remus to sign his part Sirius looked around the living room. The only thing he saw were pictures of the Dursleys abnormally large son and Vernon and Petunia together. This happened to worry him, he remembered how much Lily's sister hated magic. He just hoped she hadn't held that against Harry like the way Snape did at Hogwarts.
" Sirius, Sirius!" he suddenly became very aware that Remus was calling him from the dining room, while he himself randomly wandered in the other room.
" Yes?" he responded giving his old friend the most innocent smile he had as if it would make up for not answering him.
" Come on then Padfoot, we're already to go, aren't we Harry?"
He looked back at Harry who merely nodded and sat up from his chair. It was then that something dawned in his aunt.
" Padfoot! I remember that was the name of that Potter boy's best friend when they were alive." She commented, as she looked like the mere thought of her sister disgusted her.
" The one and only at your service." Sirius said playfully as he bowed lowly to her.
Harry held back a chuckle as Remus who was next to him smiled fondly. Petunia however did not find it as amusing as the others did. She turned her nose up at the wizards and turned the other way with her arms crossed.
Padfoot and Moony exchanged a confused look with each other but Harry simply brushed it off and got up with his small amount of things.
"This is all you have cub?" Remus asked as he looked down at Harry's trunk.
Again, Harry blushed lightly at having a nickname but nodded all the same.
"Well then we'll have to take you shopping in Diagon Ally wont we." Remus suggested as he tapped his wand in the palm of his other hand.
Harry couldn't help but laugh as his uncle and aunt shrunk back while clutching onto each other in fear of such a silly object as a wand. But he was promptly silenced by a glare that his uncle sent him making him shut up completely and the smile vanish from where it had once been. Vernon was giving him the exact same deathly gaze that he always gave Harry before he beat him.
He had no idea why but that stare always scared the daylight out of him and it took a lot to do that believe me.
Sirius though was ever so fortunate to notice this himself along with Remus. One second they were chuckling with their boy and the next, he is very quiet because of a look his uncle gave him. Sirius had to admit though it was a mean look.
Was that why in his third year Harry had so readily agreed to live with him, only after actually knowing him for two or three hours? Where there problems at home between his pup and that whale of a man?
The questions kept endlessly swarming around in his head, until he made up his mind that for an answer he would have to ask Harry. But he would need Remus's help desperately, if Harry wouldn't talk to him about a few simple cuts on his arm then who knew what he would.
That also reminded him of something he would also have to ask Remus later. He remembered very well that once they got inside the house his wolf friend had put up his nose and sniffed. He could easily tell after years of knowing lupin that that meant the werewolf in him smelt something it didn't like. However, he had become a little too preoccupied with Harry's uncle to ask what it was he had smelled. Oh well, it could all wait until they got to there new home.
No, it wasn't grimmuald place, ugh; the mere thought of going back there make him feel sick. It was a completely new house not far off from the Burrow, but for the life of him, he couldn't remember the street name.
"Well go on get out of here boy." Vernon said in that same annoyed voice he had when Harry didn't bring him his coffee of breakfast quick enough.
Sirius sent a deadly glare to Vernon before taking Harry by the shoulder and ruffling his already unruly hair.
"Come on buddy lets go I'm sure the old werewolf is missing his home by now." Sirius said playfully as he took Hedwig's cage for his godson.
The Dursleys again snapped back in fear from the mention of a werewolf. Sirius didn't think that much into it though, that happened a lot when muggles heard his friend was one.
"Oh sod off Sirius, but yes it is about time we got home it's almost five am."
With that, the whole group of male wizards left the kitchen with Remus in the lead. Once they were at the door, the Harry's godfather suddenly became aware of something Harry hadn't done yet.
"Harry are you going to say goodbye?" he asked looked purely puzzled.
"Oh yeah." He responded dully. Then he rolled his eyes, waved his hand over his shoulder without a care, and kept on walking with them.
Sirius and Remus turned back to see if they had at least waved back but were surprised when Vernon himself just rolled his eyes and muttered something to himself before shutting the door.
Using their wolf and dog hearing the older wizards were able to catch it and were unhappy when they heard that he said.
"Finally good to get rid of the evil freak of a blasted boy."
What on earth could he have meant by that? However their attention was quickly turned back to Harry who was speaking to them.
"So are we going back to grimmuald?"
"Actually no Harry, Sirius and I have found a very nice home outside of town not long from the Burrow." Remus answered.
"Yeah." Sirius said with a bark of a laugh, "I don't think I could have lasted a signal second more in that horrible house, we all know how much I hated it there."
He had meant for it to be a joke, even Remus and him had laughed together. They had both excepted their pup to also. But they were even more unhappy when by again using their good dog like hearing heard Harry mutter.
"Yeah I know exactly what you mean." clearly, there was more to the story at the Dursleys than Harry had let on in his letters.
In each letter Harry responded to them asking how the muggles were treating him with an "I'm fine here" or the ever popular "I have a lot of chores to do". Never had there been any real sign that he was sad or had been neglected.
However that reminded Sirius that once they were all settled in that he would never give Harry chores. For one they were magic and there was no real reason to, he would even hire a new house elf if he had to (he had hade enough of kreatcure (Sp?) in the last year after being sick of seeing him again). Though it was more for the reason that in every letter Harry would tell them he had chores to do or that he schedule was full of things he had to get done for the Dursleys. The thought alone disgusted him; he would never ask Harry to do anything for him. If anything he thought it should be the other way around, he would much more like helping Harry out.
But once again Sirius only made a mental note to discuss this at home, their home. It felt so good being able to say that, to know that Harry was finally living with him. In addition, he could go to every quidditch game he had and to all of his Hogsmeade trips Harry had without having to sneak around.
He had hated very much having to listen to Remus come home and brag about how much Harry was like James or something great Harry and he had done together when he was teaching. Nevertheless, you could barley call it bragging because he had asked the werewolf to share what Harry was like. Because even though Harry was his godson and he did not want to admit it to himself he hardly knew the kid.
Ron's teachings to him had helped eminently and If not that just made him laugh, but he never really got into a long conversation with him or Hermione for that matter about Harry.
That was something he planned on doing with Harry when they were finally together. You know getting to know him and all of that jazz.
But after what went down in Harry's room, he could clearly tell he would need all the help and new information he could get. It pained him to know that he would have to find everything out about his only godson but, twelve years in Azkaban without him and then almost a year locked up in a house with only limited visits from the golden boy would do that.
"Well this is the place were we stop, I'm fairly sure that the wards end here." Remus brought up breaking Padfoot from his intense thinking. As they stopped over by the park, It was only a little down the street from the Dursleys house.
"So how are we going to get there exactly?" Potter asked still unsure where 'there' was.
"By apparating of course, there's no better way to travel I say." Remus explained.
"That's only because you never like riding a broom or playing quidditch." Sirius said playfully as he nudged his friend in the ribs, he then looked over to his godson, "You do know how to apparate with some one don't you Harry?"
Once Harry nodded, he locked his arms with Sirius and Remus. (A/n I know that by this time, he doesn't but why don't we all just pretend.).
The next thing he knew he was in what looked to be an open countryside, not one much different from the Burrows. However right in the middle was not the Burrow but instead a house much larger than it, or the Dursleys for that matter.
Sirius and Remus smiled to each other at Harry's astonished face and the "Wow" he emitted once he could see the mansion of a house. Then they finally lead their Harry into their new home, the one where they could be a family.
This is… well I mean this is incredible." Harry proclaimed once they were in the new home, again in awe of the situation he was now in.
He would be living in the most beautiful house inside and out, he was always from the Dursleys, and he was with some of the people he cared about the most. It was the same feeling he had when he first got to Hogwarts and made his friends, But this time some how it was even better.
" Well I can see we did a good job picking it out eh." Remus inquired as he set Harry's trunk ( that he had picked up for Harry outside) beside the door.
" I think we did the bloody best job we could old Moony." Sirius laughed as he said this and took Harry once again by the shoulder.
The chosen one couldn't help but flinch a little at this sudden weight on his bruised shoulder. Sirius felt it but didn't pull away just unnoticeably loosen his grip. He couldn't believe that when Harry did flinch he thought it had been because he was afraid of him.
But silently in the dark comers of his mind the same question still lingered. Harry had acted perfectly normal with him before, he accepted his hugs, took his advice, and laughed at his jokes. However he still couldn't help but wonder if he was right and something had changed that year between him and Harry. Yes he knew he might have told or done something that might of upset his boy-who-lived. Though for the life of him he really couldn't place a finger on what it was.
" Blimey it's getting late Harry why don't you and I show you to your new bedroom hmm, tomorrow you and Sirius can work on destroying the place." Remus commented.
Sirius laughed out that bark laugh of his and patted his friend so firmly on the back that he fell forward slightly.
" And will make you clean it up we will."
At Harry's confused look the werewolf stepped away from his friend and then looked back to his cub to say, " Sirius you see has a knack for tearing places apart in his fun, I do say that the only time I've ever seen him clean was at grimmuald."
" Don't worry about it, I'm used to people that always make messes." Harry said, making them laugh before he added, " they always did it just to add on to my list of chores."
Again with those blasted chores! Did the muggles ever stop giving them to the poor boy? Remus couldn't help but ask himself. Then he realized he was acting like Padfoot, with overreacting and so forth.
I mean a lot of muggles gave their kids things to do didn't they? So why did moony have this sudden worried feeling that Harry had indeed been given the wrong kind of treatment for sixteen years straight.
" Well then come on I'd love to see my room." Harry said as he grabbed his trunk and Hedwig from them and started towards the stairs.
Sirius and Remus followed him up the stairs, and then changed positions so that they could lead the seeker around the hallway and into his room.
They stopped every couple of minutes to point out their rooms, the drawing room, the bathroom, and of course Remus's study. Before Remus opened the door he added to Harry that the kitchen, the living room, the dinning room, and the laundry room was down stairs and he was free to use them whenever he liked.
Once they opened the door Harry was completely and utterly stunned at what he saw, that seemed to be happening a lot didn't it?
The whole room had been done in Gryffindor colors, the signature red and gold was on the comforter, his rectangular rug, and even on his curtains. Both the comforter and the curtains were the same, each were red with tiny gold lines running vertically down them.
But what really got to him wasn't the red and gold or the set up of the room. It was that they had hung up pictures of his parents, them all together, and him and all his friends. Including Dean, Neville, Seamus, Oliver, and others. (A/n I've always considered them to be really good friends of Harry's) there was even a little space to put up all of the awards and photos he had from the Dursleys.
He was even shocked to find out that he indeed had his own desk. Right there a little off from his bed was a large cherry wood desk that had a small chair beside it and two selves built into it.
That of course was all Remus's idea, he had said to Padfoot over and over again that Harry would need it for his schoolwork.
In the right hand corner of his room was a large double bed that didn't look that huge compared to the room. It was right next to the window, which happened to be the only thing that separated Harry's bed from the desk. No the room wasn't overly tiny or to large to make all his things seem to small. It was just as he wanted it to be, quiet and homely.
Harry felt like he could cry, even though he refused to. He had never felt this much emotion in one summer day. First it was fear then a calming one and now joy, today couldn't get much better than this. Before he had spent day after day in his dorm room that was packed because he shared it with four other boys, just wallowing in his own sadness about Sirius and that he would never have a real home with him. And now he finally had him and Remus too, which he hoped would make a regular family.
His whole life he was made out to be this big star that he really wasn't. He was sure that every one would laugh in his face if he told them the only thing the boy-who-lived wanted was a family. But he finally had all he thought he needed, all he had to do was get rid of that insane dark wizard that was chasing after him.
" I do hope you like it pup." Sirius said as he unlocked Harry's trunk and began to put the clothes in Harry's closet that was also very large.
Sirius and Remus couldn't help but smile themselves. They too were overwhelmed by the emotion of the whole situation.
James had meant so much to them and to be taking care of his son that was now like their own was a miracle for them. Sure they were happy to see each other again but when they were together all they talked about was Harry. They could catch up any old day, but they only had a young Harry now.
Harry was also happy that his room was across from his godfathers and down the hall from Remus's. He had no idea why it made him smile slightly but for some reason it was oddly comforting.
As Sirius unpacked what he thought Harry would need Remus pulled his cub aside for a moment.
" He chose the one across from you because you mean so much to him."
Harry couldn't help it when a small smile broke out on his face. That night was turning out to be exactly what he wanted it to be. Now if only he could do something about those ugly scars and bruises on him.
Maybe he could ask Hermione to find something out about using magic to get rid of them. But knowing her she would want to know what this was all about and he wasn't quite sure if he wanted her to figure it out just yet.
Sirius looked back to Harry and Remus with his eyebrows raised. He was curious to what his old werewolf friend had whispered to his godson but he chose not to use his keen dog hearing to ease drop on them.
" We can redo it into anything you like Harry if it doesn't please you." Remus added swiftly as he thought Sirius would ask what he was talking to Harry about.
He had known for a long time that Padfoot wasn't really that happy about people sharing his feelings, even if they were towards his only godson.
" No, no I think it's brilliant." Harry commented hastily. The last time he had said that about a house was about the Burrow. But believe me this was no Burrow at all, this time it was his home.
"Well then kiddo why don't you get a few more hours of sleep and then we'll wake you up for the new day." Sirius suggested, once most of his clothes had been put away.
Harry nodded before he settled down into bed and put his glasses on the small nightstand on the left side next to his bed. They had really thought of everything when they made it for him and he couldn't be happier.
" Night." he whispered in a yawn as he closed his eyes.
In the back of his mind he was very aware that both Remus and Sirius had said goodnight back. One of them had even gently swept some of Harry's bangs out of his forehead for him. But before he opened his eye's to see who is was sleep overtook him quietly.
For the first time in what seemed like for ever he slept without a worry of what would come for tomorrow.
(A/n I was think of cutting it off here but u decided to let you read more.)
Downstairs though everything was but peaceful for Remus and Sirius who were sitting each in a chair by the fireplace Remus had lit.
Sirius was overly worried about Harry's flinching away from him and Remus happened to be worried about what Sirius was thinking. He knew that the only time Padfoot ever thought that hard about something was when it concerned something of great importance and he only wanted him and Harry to have fun this summer. It seemed that they could never really catch a break with this war coming and once it was here then they would have no time for each other. But that was not the only thing our werewolf was worried about, he was also unhappy about what he had smelled.
" I just don't understand Harry was never this jumpy before!" Sirius finally gave in and shouted as he got up form his chair and began to pace around the room.
" Would you quiet down, you'll wake Harry!" Remus hissed quietly at him.
It seemed that only then it dawned on Sirius that Harry was in fact still upstairs asleep. So he shut his mouth and quickly sat back down in his chair with a sigh.
Suddenly something was back in Sirius's mind, " Moony what did you smell when we were at those bloody muggles house?" He was hoping that it would either tie into why Harry was acting different or change the subject so his mind would rest.
Remus seemed to take a moment to think over weather he was going to answer before he made up his mind to. Cautiously he swallowed hard knowing that his friend wouldn't like this.
" Blood and anguish." he choked out so that it was barley heard. He kept his gaze on the fireplace as if, if he stopped looking straight at the flame it would go out.
But Sirius decided to take a different route then being worried because he immediately shot back up from his chair in anger.
" Of course it has something to do with that." he proclaimed as he began to pace again, " I swear if I'll go over to those muggles right now and demand an answer if I have to."
Remus however knew he friend was telling the truth, he had another knack for rushing into things like he had done with Pettigrew. So he hopped up himself and grabbed Sirius by the arm and warned him to quiet down before Harry heard him and thought something was going on.
" Look Dumbledore is coming over tomorrow he owled me earlier today and said that he wanted to talk to Harry about something, we'll all come to a conclusion when he's here." Remus said as he wheeled Sirius back into his chair, hoping that that would be enough to get him to calm down.
It wasn't though for once lupin let go of his arm Sirius opened his mouth to say something back. Nevertheless he didn't have time to for right as he did a horrible scream was heard coming from Harry's bedroom.
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