Hey people, sorry it took so long. However, here is another chapter for you all to read.

"Are you sure that that's what you saw?" Sirius asked with urgency in his voice. He didn't want to believe in what he was hearing, but he knew that he had to get the truth.

"That's not really something you forget!" Ron replied enraged. How dare Sirius ask him that! This was his best friend they were talking about and those scars definitely weren't something he was going to forget anytime soon. They had been practically burned into his memory since the day that he noticed them.

"Calm down…." Remus trailed off as he spoke.

His words drifted uncomfortably into the stiff air of the room. Ron and Sirius couldn't tell if he was speaking to one of them or to himself due to him staring straight ahead.

"COME ON DOWN BOYS! EVERYTHING IS SAFE NOW!" They heard Arthur call merrily to them from down the stairs.

Oh if only he knew. Sirius thought with an unknown bitterness.

With a sigh, he ran a hand shaking with rage through his unruly long hair. This was all too much, after all he had first found out about the abuse a few hours ago. His other hand preoccupied itself by clenching into a fist so tight that Sirius could feel his fingernails making half moon shapes into his palm.

"Sirius…?" Remus asked hesitantly as he noticed him. He knew that it wouldn't take very long before his old friend lost his temper. In addition, an enraged Sirius was never good with this many children in the house. However, he himself had no idea how he was keeping the wolf in him down. His werewolf form wanted to protect what was his.

"Can you bloody well believe it Moony?" Sirius nearly shouted with fury in his voice.

The youngest Weasley boy stepped back in fear. He had never seen Sirius this angry with anyone or anything before.

"Would you calm down!" the former DADA teacher demanded in a voice he usually only used on misbehaving students. "Everyone else is downstairs! How would you feel if someone was to hear you screaming about Harry's abuse? And do you know how embarrassed Harry would probably be?"

Remus's words seemed to bring the ex-convict back to reality a little bit more. However, he still didn't like the situation they were all in now. You could tell by the way that he was definitely grinding his teeth together.

"Ummm" was the only thing that Ron could manage to say. The only other time he had seen his old teacher and Sirius argue this much was when they were fighting over whether or not to tell Harry about Sirius's innocence before or after they killed Peter.

"Don't bring this up to anyone before we clear things up." Sirius demanded to Ron. Who could only nod dumbly at the sight before him, Sirius could get very scary when he was mad.

The two older men in the room went back to staring defiantly at each other for what seemed like years. Finally, Sirius stopped gritting his teeth a little, and unclenched his fists. If calming down would help Harry from embarrassment then he would do it. No one could ever say that he didn't love his godson.

"Fine."

With that he got up and exited the room not even knowing that Ron, and Remus were right behind him.

Both he and Remus knew that now they had enough evidence, even if it was just them and Ron who knew, to go to Dumbledore. And that the old headmaster would most certainly trust their words and do something on the matter.

The old Sirius Black that ran around with the Marauders would have loved to just not go to Dumbledore and get his revenge on his own for someone who he cared about. That Sirius would have gotten a lot of enjoyment in knowing that he was going to be hurting those damn muggles in the way they hurt Harry. But that younger version of Sirius would have also most likely been thrown into Azkaban for what he would have done to Lily's sisters' family.

This new Sirius however was a lot older than he was when he was whisked away to his hell. Even if he didn't act like his true age most of the time. And this new older Sirius knew that he was in need of the headmasters help and had a lot more on his mind than revenge. He had responsibilities now; he had to work on piecing his relationship with Remus back together now that he was free. He had to work on putting his whole life back together after being in prison for so long. Had to prove his innocence to everyone that didn't believe him, and most of all he had to take care of his Harry. That was right Harry was his. There was no way in hell those damn muggles would get their filthy hands on him ever again.

He could still remember the first day he had meant his godson. He had been drinking tea with Remus and Peter at the time. When a very flustered James had called him from his fireplace, saying that Lily had gone into labor. The ex-convict definitely remembered pacing around the almost bare waiting room with Peter and Remus. Just waiting for any word on what was going on in the other St. Mungos room where his two best friends were.

Nevertheless, what still stood out in his mind the most and what really helped him stay sane in Azkaban was remembering when he first held his best friends son.

Prongs had raced out of the room, ran straight into the waiting room with a smile on his face. It was then that he asked them all if they would like to meet a small boy named Harry James Potter. Once they had all traveled back to the room they found a much tried looking Lily holding something small and wrapped in a blue blanket.

Every one of his friends had taken turns holding on to Harry when he left Lily's arms. However, Sirius chose to wait last of all to take the baby. He was so scared at how small Harry looked and was quite afraid that he would drop him. Besides he was the most reckless one of the group, there was no saying what he could do on accident. Finally as everyone had gotten to hold the baby James took his son back and slowly walked over to him. After some reassuring that everything would be fine and that he would not in fact hurt Harry if he held him carefully Sirius took him from James's capable hands.

Once he had him in his arms he never wanted to let go of him. The tiny baby chose that moment to wake up. Sirius could not help but laugh as Jamie's baby yawned, opened his little eyes, and threw two balled up fists into the air. Only then looking up at Sirius with a very curious expression. It was one that Sirius did not know babies could achieve.

However, he took to Sirius as fast as Sirius took to him because in less then a minute baby Harry was laughing, squirming in his hands, and blowing spit bubbles out of his adorable mouth.

It was then that James asked him if he liked holding on to his godson. That comment nearly did make him drop Harry. Never in a million years would he have thought that they would have chosen him. Even if he was ecstatic to get the offer, Remus was so much more of a parenting type than he was. It did not matter to him though, he felt honored to be able to call himself a godfather of his best friends son.

The memory had him completely lost in his thoughts. So much that he missed the last stair and almost went tumbling down to the carpet. Luckily Remus was following close enough behind him to be able to reach out and grab him by the crook of the arm.

Everyone, besides Mrs. Weasley, started cracking up at the scene in front of him or her. Sirius though was oblivious to the laughter around him; he had many more things on his mind. His mind was swarmed and he knew that he was going to blow soon. He suddenly regretted heading down stairs to the group.

"Are you alright?" Remus whispered urgently.

The jig was up and Sirius knew that very well, he couldn't stand pretending. Not when he had Harry right in front of him and refusing to say anything. Though it wasn't really like he had asked him to in the first place, but that was beside the point.

"Of course I'm NOT! How could I when I know he's hurting and been hurt and not telling me?"

Okay that was a little bit more then he wanted to come out but his mouth was on a roll. And it decided that its next attack would be on his godson.

"Why couldn't you have just come to me and tell me that they hit you! What you did not trust me enough to let me in on the little fact that they were ABUSING you!" Somewhere in the back of Sirius's mind he registered the fact that he sounded quite like a lunatic and that everyone in the room had suddenly gone completely silent.

But all he could focus on was the young Harry sitting next to Fred in front of him. The-boy-who-lived eyes had gone wide and his mouth was open in shock. Time and space stood still for a few more moments while Harry kept staring straight ahead. Sirius took his time to settle himself down, he took a few deep breaths and clenched and unclenched his fists.

It was then that things went into chaos.

"You told them?" Harry demanded to Ron, who was currently trying to hide behind Remus. Ok so an angry Harry was just as scary as an enraged Sirius.

"I- It wasn't like I had a choice! They asked Harry and I… couldn't lie." Ron said with certain hesitancy in his voice. The golden boy suddenly got up from his seat and looked like he would combust for a couple of moments. As he quickly looked from Ron and Remus, over to his godfather, then to everyone else in the room. The whole time sputtering out incomplete sentences and words. Finally his gaze fell put on Sirius and his mind and mouth agreed on something to say.

"HOW?" he could have said so much more. Something like 'How did you find out?' or maybe 'How do you expect me to react to this?' would have worked so much better. But despite the vagueness Sirius got the point that his godson was trying to get across.

This was not the kind of circumstances that he wanted to tell Harry that he had invaded his privacy. However, despite his embarrassment he knew that had to be done.

"I-I well… I may have looked inside of your pensive… after you feel asleep."

Once the words had processed themselves inside Harry's mind he had a sudden feeling that the whole room was excessively crowded. The living room had started to spin and he could not quite catch his breath, he began to pant slightly. Dammit, this was definitely not a good time to go into a panic attack!

Remus knew the symptoms of a panic attack quite well. He could remember being a pre-teen and having one every few nights before the full moon, then when his friends found out about his 'Furry problem'.

"Harry?" he began gently as the boy began to sway a little on his feet.

But the boy-who-lived did not hear him at all. All he knew was that he had to get away before the room closed in more. And he had a feeling that the more he talked about the Dursleys that more that it would.

His former DADA teacher started a couple of hesitant steps towards him. Everyone else in the room was too shocked or in Sirius's case worried to move.

And with out a second to spare Harry did what he thought was right at the moment. He bolted from the Burrow like a bat out of hell. Somewhere in the back of his mind he registered the fact that he was being followed by quite a lot of people. But nevertheless his feet kept moving and hitting the dirt road.

Harry didn't even look back as he heard Remus and Sirius calling out his name and Mr. and Mrs. Wealsey telling him to slow down and stop. Though he found that he couldn't even stop his feet from running even quicker. It was just his luck that he had the practice of running or sprinting long distances as fast as he could while Dudley's gang ran after him. It stopped him from running out of breath sooner and kept him moving at his very fast pace. Turns out that he was as speedy now as he was when he was only a kid.

He suddenly found himself somewhere in the woods that had surrounded the Weasley's house. He did register that a tree root was sprouting up from the ground in front of him. Though when he went to jump it he did something that he hadn't done since he went to Muggle School. It was just like when he was being chased by Dudley's gang and he went to jump a trashcan and ended up landing on the roof.

But this time he had the worst feeling that where he was going to land somewhere as safe and easy to get down from as his old school's roof. He didn't care though, he was sure that it would take him very far from where he was now and very far from the group hot on his trail.

A little while later when he finally hit solid ground and opened his eyes he had no idea what so ever where he was. He knew that he wasn't in a tree or on a hill or something but some how he could sense that he was very very far away from his chasers. He guessed that it had to be an hours on end run from the Burrow to where he was now.

However even though he was glad to get away from it all he was still in a extremely new and weird place in the woods that he had never been to….. And he knew he was complete lost.

Sirius knew that he could use magic to catch up to Harry and he had a feeling so did everyone else. Though yet no one had the slightest idea to use it. Most of there brains where to filled with the fact that they had to find Harry and get him somewhere safe before he hurt himself, that they didn't even remember that they were wizards.

They were gaining on him and Remus with his werewolf speed was almost able to grab him. But just as soon as he was there…. Suddenly he was gone.

He had just vanished out of thin air was completely gone, nowhere to be seen. And that fact dawned on Sirius as soon as everyone else stopped and he ended up falling forward and tripping over a tree root coming out of the ground.

When he got himself up some one behind him and Remus that sounded a lot like George asked "Where did he go?"

He had no idea at all; he didn't even know quite fully what Harry had done to disappear. Sirius knew that he couldn't have apparated… So what had he done?

Remus stood beside him looking very dumbfounded. He kept looking ahead, muttering aloud that that wasn't magic that he didn't know that Harry or anyone could do, and saying that it wasn't possible.

But Sirius had a different question filtering through his mind then if it was possible or not.

"Arthur! How far do these woods go out to?"

"They go on for miles on end, that's why they didn't build them town on the other side."

"It would take days to go through them." Bill added, as he was suddenly right next to Remus.

Sirius took a long look at all the trees and woods there was and then up to the skies. He did not even know if Harry was in the woods any more. Nevertheless, something in his heart told him that he had to be and that something told him that his godson was definitely not safe anymore.