Okay, this one just FLEW from my finger tips after I got a PM from a fan, and I must say, this one seems to be the story that works. As they say, third time the charm. Anyway, the whole 'Harry may be evil' thing was just to scare you... and it didn't seem to work.

So here's the next chapter, enjoy! Kuta, out!

Edit: Third one down. Another to go and then some original content. Hopefully.

Disclaimer: If Harry Potter were mine this would be canon cause it's just too awesome for words.

And Another Five Bite the Dust... or In Which Time-Travelers Meet

Harry grinned maniacally in his head as he came up to the first hole in the ground outside the Burrow. He crawled in, thus scaring the gnomes living within, and made his way towards the house. As gopher-Harry tunneled he reflected on the benefits of inventing true shapeshifting. First, he could change into more than just his animagus form and human form. Second, he could hide in plain sight. Third, no one else could do it as they didn't have true immortality. Fourth, it could be used to do things his large bulky and unattractive animagus form was utterly incapable of, like sneaking into fairly secure locales without tripping any wards or alerting and people.

Soon gopher-Harry found himself tunneling into the basement of the burrow and had scurried up the stairs to the kitchen. Looking around carefully he snuck his way toward Ron's room… Until he heard mention of his name. Wondering what it was that involved him they were talking about and who was talking -not to mention why they were up at four-forty-seven A.M.-, Harry the amazing gopher-spy snuck closer to that particular room.

"I'm telling you Molly, I don't like this any more than you, but if we don't do as Dumbledore says he wont continue the payments and we'd be evicted. We need our son to befriend the Potter boy and get him involved with Ginny or we'll be out on the street like when we first got married and you were disinherited. " Came the voice of one Arthur Weasley. He sounded worried. And Harry knew what he had to do now to give the old goat a cerebral aneurysm; he'd solve the Weasleys monetary problems. And so he shifted into the form of a tall, thin, bespectacled man in a well cut suit.

Walking into the room, he said. "Excuse me, Arthur Weasley correct?" He offered a hand.

"I say, who are you and how the hell did you get in here?" Arthur said in a threatening tone of voice.

Harry waved his hand and both Arthur and Molly were bound in place and their wands placed on the table nearby. "Don't be concerned with me; I'm merely a representative of Gringotts, Dominius Feldtnik, at your service. I'm here to inform you that several hundred thousand galleons have been deposited into your account from and anonymous benefactor… and as for how I got here?" He grinned conspiratorially. "Well, I just have this nifty little secret ability." He gave his hand another wave and a portal appeared… the soothing kind that let off a light white light and swirled slowly. "The government doesn't know of this yet... and I hope that it won't be revealed to them?" At Arthur's shaky nod, Harry gave and infectious grin and added. "Well then, I suppose that's my business here cleared, more people to frighten and then give tremendously good news. Ta!" Harry then set up an illusion of himself stepping into the portal and disappearing as he shifted into his gopher form and scampered off.

As he made his way up to the room that his- former?- best friend slept in, he contemplated what he'd just learned. Dumbledore had set up the Weasley to force them into befriending him. That rat bastard... err… goat bastard. The rat bastard is the one he'd come here to get. Regardless, Dumbledore was going to pay for this.

Any way, Harry soon crawled up into Ron's room and shifted into his normal body, walked over to the window, opened it and shifted into the form of a large barn owl… but still small enough to get out the window. He the flapped over to the cage next to Ron's bed, having recalled that such was where Ron kept the little manipulative bastard, and smashed the cage apart to get at him with a fierce shriek. Having obtained the rat Harry made sure that Ron was awake before flying out the window with the now unconscious Scabbers in claw.

Once he was far enough off from the Burrow to be out of their range for summoning, he shifted into the form of a large muscular man and opened a portal to the Ministry of Magic visitor's entrance. On the other side of his portal, he saw the phone booth just as he remembered it and strolled in, dialing in the code, Harry listed his reason for visiting as 'Random Act of Vigilantism' and his name as Officious Crotchstink. As he rode down into the depths of the Ministry He contemplated just how much of this was fucking the Headmaster over, and how badly. By this time Wormtail was waking up and so Harry Stunned him with a bright flash of red light. As Harry stepped out into the front lobby of the Ministry he recalled the last time he'd been in this room, at the end of his sixtieth year as the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. It was strange to see the Unity Fountain there instead of his statue, erected at the beginning of his third term as the head of the International Confederation of Wizards. He'd made sure to change the ridiculous name of the position to something both less arrogant and overlordly, from Supreme Mugwump to Head Chairman.

Acting quickly as he knew the DMLE was active early in the morning, Harry forced Pettigrew into his regular form and tied him up before checking him for a wand, knife or other tool with which to free himself knowing that without something of the sort that Wormtail was trapped, the git was too weak and stupid for wordless wandless magic. Or wandless by itself. Wordless was debatable as it was on the Hogwarts curriculum and he'd graduated. Regardless, Harry then hunkered down to await the arrival of Director Bones… soon to be Minister if Harry had his way.

As the next quarter hour passed in relative silence, Harry contemplated the Horcruxes he'd found and the fact that once they were gone he hadn't felt Voldy try to possess him. This meant that Moldyshorts the Stanky hadn't made Nagini a Horcrux until after he'd come back and he'd already possessed Quirell and didn't yet know that the jig was up. Comforting thoughts those. So… now that Voldy was essentially out of the picture and Blacky Boy was nearly to be released what was there to do? Be a normal person? Nah… to hell with that, he'd done it already and it was boring. He'd try… Insanity. See if he could pull off a Loony persona. Do some thunder theft? Also, The-Boy-Who-Lived while more impressive than The-Boy-Who-Was-In-School-When-Binns-Was-Exorcised, was also pretty pathetic compared to The-Man-Who-Could-Become-A-Brazillian-Nundu-And-Survived-The-Killing-Curse-Eighty-Seven-Times-During-His-Long-Career-As-A-Hitwizard-And-Could-Sastisfy-All-Nine-Of-His-Incredibly-Beautiful-Wives-Simutaneously-Multiple-Times-A-Day-And-Was-Never-Late-For-Work. Even Voldemort couldn't claim to have experienced a class where the ghost of Binns didn't drone on about goblin rebellions... Or that his title had forty-three hyphens... Or the other stuff. Why in the hell did god or evolution create the platypus?

To be sure Harry's thoughts varied quite substantially in this time.

Soon enough though the fireplace to his immediate right lit up with green fire and the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement arrived. She took one look at Harry standing next to an unconscious Wormtail and for a second she seemed impartial, as if she didn't recognize the man. Then, with a flash of recognition, a look of horror overcame her. "Dear God, Black's innocent…" She whispered softly, a small shiver running up her spine when she realized this fact.

Harry gave her a look. "Next time, don't just assume the Secret Keeper is the obvious choice, cause that's what the Potters thought… I found a letter that helped me figured it out." He tossed the letter his mother had written with the proof of Sirius' innocence in it to Amelia and looked up as the rest of the Ministry staff began to Floo in. "And tell Black that the Potter Boy is with his Aunt… Saw him walkin' 'round Surrey with a Muggle he referred to as such." He added as he intentionally dropped his visitor badge on the floor before jumping up and backward into a portal to the Dursleys spare bedroom.

As he sat on his bed he laughed happily before shifting back into his eleven year old form. That had gone better than he'd thought. Hell it had gone about as well as when he'd come back here after the Gringotts affair. His Family had welcomed him back with open arms and a happy smile. While they had been compelled to hate him and all magic before, once the charm was lifted he found that his cousin wasn't nearly so bratty, he was still a tad selfish sure but on the whole he'd been an entirely different person. As well, his uncle had given him the room Dudley wasn't using and had bought him several gifts to make up for his absolutely horrendous behavior towards him. Turns out that the charm had been in place on his aunt since before his mother had been married in an attempt to force his mother to stay with his father, and Petunia was still rather wary of Harry and didn't stay near him when she could avoid it, but she didn't hate outright… all of this had been orchestrated by Dumbles for some obscure reason Harry was sure… surely the man hadn't been so twisted as to have been trying to actually make him self an army back then had he? Regardless, he'd expected the Aurors to be all over him once they'd realized the badge had a fake name on it. An obviously and intentionally offensive fake name. Maybe they'd been too shell shocked that all their mindless assumptions had been entirely wrong?

Of course, all this was rather insignificant beside the fact that Sirius was to be free soon and he wouldn't have to deal with the Dursleys on a daily basis anymore. That was a plus in his book no matter how nice they were to him now. Harry heard the rumbling of a large animal and looked to his left to see the mini-Horntail he now kept as a familiar. Of course, mini in dragon terms is about the size of a leopard, but this didn't matter too much. As a familiar Harry found mini-dragons to be the best by far. A mini-dragon could be a courier for messages, a guard for important items, a method of travel, a friend and much more if trained properly. And Harry's, going by the name of Afinia, was very well trained. She was quite well behaved honestly and the Muggles thought she was some kind of Great Dane that was WAY too big. Harry thought it would be quite the interesting way to meet his friends, with a mini-Horntail guarding his books.

And with that thought, Harry let sleep claim him.

CoTaI

Harry grinned as he read the headline of the Daily Prophet a few weeks of fairly incompetent ministry investigations later.

SIRIUS BLACK EXONERATED: PETER PETTIGREW WAS A DEATH EATER!

Harry read the story and grinned even wider. His Godfather was coming to pick him up today! Yes! Victory dance time!

And indeed Harry did do a victory dance and even gave Afinia a hug. He heard Hedwig hoot from her perch. He'd bought her as a gift for Sirius once he got out and was happy to have her around. She was a good friend and he'd always wished she hadn't died. He went over to her and gave her a treat and she nipped him as she had always used to. He had also went to Ollivanders when he'd gotten Hedwig and had bought his old wand again... and put it in his pocket dimension... his Hammerspace before pulling another wand from, one he'd created himself that was a much better fit for his current power personality and power level. Everything else had already been in his Hammerspace as well and he'd put it in a trunk he'd also found therein. His growling stomach urged him to go down for sustenance and he obeyed his master.

Once down the stairs and in the kitchen, he saw his Aunt making breakfast and greeted her politely. As the morning progressed Harry eventually told his family that he'd be leaving them today and that he'd miss them... it was a lie, but not a big one now that they weren't magicked into making his life hell. Soon enough the moment Harry had been waiting for came and a knock on the door was heard. Harry rushed to the door and flung it open.

Sirius smiled and held out a hand. "Hello, there Harry, My name is Sirius Black. I know that this may be a bit of a shock, but I'm your Godfather" He said carefully as Harry took him in, trying to etch his face into his mind. Until he noticed something. There was an aura of death around him... like an Infernius only benevolent rather than malevolent. Harry stuck out his hand and Sirius shook it and looked directly into his eyes. Harry then did a gentle and completely unnoticeable mind sweep and found that this was his, in fact, his beloved Godfather.

"You know, Sirius, my acceptance of your offer back in third year still stands." Harry said with a grin, confounding Sirius to no end until he saw that self same grin.

"You came back too? Did you fall through the veil?" Sirius asked with a huge smile.

"Actually, I was sent back when an experiment with a contained gravitational singularity was destabilized, it was damn painful too." Harry said casually. This caused Sirius nodded a few times before doing a triple take and gaping.

"A contained gravi-whatsit? What does that even mean?" He asked nonplussed.

"Muggle science term, Sirius. Tried to contain a black hole, super powerful gravity, with a chunk of hyper dense ice but it got struck by lightning and overcharged it. Ripped a hole in time and sucked my soul and certain other affiliated thing backs in time and into my body just before Hagrid got me out of the shack on my eleventh birthday" Harry explained.

Sirius blnked a few times and stood there staring for a few second before shaking his head with a chuckle. "Only you Harry m'boy." He laughed outright. "Well then, you said the acceptance was still valid? then lets get your things and get to stepping."

Harry ran to his family, they having heard his explanation and looking at him like his head was a banana, and said that he had to leave before summoning his trunk. Living with his Dogfather was bound to be fun what with them both being in on the time-travel thing.

End~

And there we are, a third installment in the month. This story is rollin' right along isn't it? And the chapters are getting longer. So, i hope you enjoyed this chapter and well... till next time.

Edit: Ha Ha! The Fun Has Been Increased By A Factor Of Three! Guess the reference and you get... kudos?